Winter has finally come to Liuyun. Snow rarely falls in this small village in the mountains of the south, but tonight, the snowflakes fell like goose feathers, on the earth, on the branches, on the hilt of the sword cut by the gods, and then turned into droplets, washing away the blood and reflecting the blade brighter and brighter.

Ian let out a long breath, and the temperature dropped sharply as the gas cavitated into a white mist, and the snowflakes scattered. But this is good, at least it is effective in relieving the pain of the wound. In the absence of [Endless Life], the pain will evoke fear in the body, and will make him involuntarily retreat in the face of attack.

However, he did not allow himself to retreat.

Two beasts fight, and whoever is cowardly loses.

With a knife in his left hand, he rushed towards the Dragon Emperor again, and the Dragon Emperor was even less likely to retreat, falling from the night sky, attacking like a falcon preying on a hare. But its movements are much faster than those of the falcon, and the sharp dragon claws pierce the air and make a whistling sound, even if there is no [divine power], the physical fitness of the Dragon Emperor is also the top existence of the dragon clan.

But Ian wasn't weak, and Gojin Kiri's attack was from below, the blade reflecting the moonlight, slicing the snowflake in two before it hit the ground. So the blade and the claw met again, but the ending was the same as the first attack, the tip of the sword of the Mijin cut pierced the dragon emperor's claw, but Ian's right shoulder was pinned by the dragon emperor's other claw. Even though Ian avoided it quickly enough, he still couldn't avoid being taken away with a large piece of flesh.

The Dragon Emperor soared into the air again, but Ian had no intention of ending the attack.

Although he was determined to take a gamble, it didn't mean that he really couldn't see the situation. Although both sides were injured, the Dragon Emperor suffered far less damage than him, and the Dragon Emperor's physical fitness was far stronger than him.

After all, the body and bloodline of the dragon clan are an absolute advantage.

So Ian wants to use it to his advantage.

"Buzz"!

It took less than two seconds for Ian to untie the Musk Moon Goddess behind her back with one hand. The golden bow and arrow looked like a golden sun when fully unfurled, and Ian cut the dragon into the dirt to hold it in place, and then instantly pulled the Musk Moon Goddess to a full string, and the sterling silver arrow was aimed at the back of the Dragon Emperor Mussolini.

The Dragon Emperor hadn't had time to turn around, of course, it couldn't have realized that Ian could pull out the bow and arrow in such a short period of time, it couldn't have thought that just such a simple action Ian had practiced thousands of times.

Different from the current god cut, different from the former guardian, the goddess of the musk moon is a relic "given" to him by his father. Ever since he shot the dragon king Naga in Tellmis, he has been with him ever since, arguably throughout Ian's short but illustrious hunting career.

"Whew"!

The arrows left the bow, and the bowstrings buzzed. That seemingly insignificant silver light chased after the Dragon Emperor, and then pierced through the Dragon Emperor's scale armor without any suspense, piercing its hind limbs.

Ian softly spat out a word: "Bang." ”

Bang!

The Dragon Emperor's hind limbs exploded directly, accompanied by azure arcs of electricity, and those arcs quickly formed a bolt of electricity, like an invisible hand, grabbing towards the Dragon Emperor. Soon, the Dragon Emperor let out a wail, the first time Ian had heard it in thirteen years.

This is the best source of thunder, known as the extreme of thunder, the purity is far more than that of ordinary sources of thunder dozens of times, and it is also the last batch of alchemy weapons that Alder sent to the imperial capital. They are not in large quantities, because like the Goddess of the Musk Moon, they are also very troublesome to make, and in the case of the apocalypse, alchemy weapons focus more on quantity than quality, so this highest purity source stone is only made in batches.

It's just for one person.

That man was Ian.

After the attack of the thunder pole, the Dragon Emperor could no longer maintain the attitude of flying, and staggered to the ground, and finally splashed a large cloud of dust and mist. Of course, Ian will not let go of this opportunity, and rushed directly into the dust mist, the source of thunder is not as powerful as the source of fire, but it can make the prey fall into a state of paralysis, and the movements and nervous reactions become extremely slow, and this is the best time to hunt.

It's also the best time to kill with one hit.

Ian knew he didn't have many opportunities, and he had to take them.

At this time, Mussolini's dragon tail swept sideways. The tail had been cut in half by Al Granger thirteen years earlier, but it was still the deadliest weapon. Ian jumped straight to his feet and barely avoided the blow, but there was still a huge cut in his thigh by the tail thorn. He gasped, but instead of being stupid enough to lower his head to bandage it, he ran down the tail of the dragon directly towards Mussolini's head.

See, those familiar red eyes.

Ian clenched his hand to the god of Kiri. However, he didn't see Mussolini's tail flick at him again, and it only took a few seconds for the Dragon Emperor to ignore inertia and forcibly reverse the direction of the attack. By the time Ian reacted, it was too late.

"Poof".

Despite Ian's best efforts to avoid it, his right hand, which had been slowed down by the injury, failed to catch up with the speed of his body, and was directly torn off by the huge impact. Ian watched as his right hand separated from his body, his muscles breaking off one by one.

It seems that the winner has already come out.

No, not yet. Ian bit his lip desperately, a bold and crazy plan formed in his mind, he didn't have time to think about whether it was reasonable or not, he only knew that this was a chance, the only chance.

So the moment his right hand was torn, his left hand grabbed the tail spine of the Dragon Emperor, and his body was also carried by the huge inertia, and he moved forward by five meters! And these five meters were enough to turn the tide of battle, Ian jumped up, his body split the dust and mist, and the god cut as if he wanted to cut off the moonlight.

"Poof".

At the moment of landing, the blade of the god cut pierced the neck of the dragon emperor Mussolini, the scales flew, the dragon's blood splashed everywhere, this invincible emperor, was nailed to the earth, nailed to this land that had been wiped out by it. The only two pairs of red eyes in this world are less than a meter apart at the moment, and both sides can feel each other's undisguised determination.

The dust and mist that was lifted gradually dispersed, and the figure of this person and dragon was shrouded in moonlight little by little.

Ian gasped for air, the pain in his right shoulder making it difficult for him to stand, but he stood still.

He lowered his head and shouted hysterically at the Dragon Emperor: "You lost, Mussolini, you lost!"

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