Chapter Twenty-Seven: Jedi Survival
With the roar that shook the sky, the whole ground trembled, the gravel on the mountain wall smashed down to the ground like raindrops, and the mountain also crumbled like fallen leaves in the wind.
I caressed the crimson sword, although it was the first time I held it in my hand, there was an inexplicable sense of familiarity in my heart, something seemed to be flowing in the sword's body, hot and hot.
"Life and death are destined for wealth in the sky, either you bite me to death, or I will kill you", I shouted, jumped up with my sword, and held the crimson sword in my hand, and went straight to the top of the thing's head.
When the thing saw me coming, it hurriedly flicked its tail behind me, and I turned to attack and defend, and with a "bang...", the blade of the sword collided violently with the tail, and the huge impact slammed my body against the mountain wall.
At the moment of collision with the mountain wall, I hurriedly adjusted my posture to avoid my whole body from smashing on the mountain wall, and then my feet took advantage of the interaction with the mountain wall, and stabbed the thing again with a red sword in my hand.
When the thing saw me attack again, the light on its erect neck shone brightly, and it spat out a few fireballs in quick succession, trying to stop my attack.
I hurriedly dodged sideways, and by the protruding pillars, I kept wandering around the thing, perhaps succeeding in angering it, only to see the thing grow a bloody mouth and roar at me, roaring like a hurricane, shattering the pillars at my feet.
I stared at the behemoth in front of me, about twenty meters long and weighing about fifteen tons, I was as small as an ant in front of it, to be honest, I was not sure that I could kill it, but now, I had to swing my sword up, just to protect myself, if it could roll back into the ground on its own initiative, I promised not to hurt it in the slightest.
But such a ferocious beast could not understand human speech, so it had to peel off its skin, cut off its flesh, and let it know that it was painful before it would retreat.
But that's easier said than done! I don't have the ability to smash that thing with one palm, so I have to recognize the current situation, look for opportunities, and wait for opportunities.
After several attacks missed, the thing looked very impatient, and roared at me, and then saw a sudden glow of light all over its body, and before I could understand what was going on, countless fireballs erupted from its body, indiscriminately attacking everything in the mountain, covering it with full firepower.
Suddenly, the sound of "boom" was endless, smoke and dust were everywhere, and I swung my sword to smash the boulder that rolled down in front of me, and quickly rolled on the ground to dodge, and if I wanted to go down and not be killed by the falling rock, I would be hit and burned to death by the fireball.
At this point, if I was forced to die, I had no choice but to hide in the half-bitten container again, and the falling rocks collided with the container, and the deafening echo almost pierced my eardrums, making my head dizzy.
After some time, the mountain became strangely quiet, and when I was sure that the thing had stopped attacking, I climbed out of the container, poked my head out of the pile of rockfalls, and looked around.
After this wave of attacks, everything in the mountain was blown to ashes, and the falling ore was scattered all over the ground, faint purple light, like stars in the night sky, the thing was munching on the ore, and the dark red liquid kept flowing out of its huge body.
Just as I was wondering, I only heard the sound of "whirring" and waving wings in the sky, and I looked up to see a flying creature standing in the air, like an oversized bat, and on its back, a man in a black coat and long blue hair stood.
I couldn't see the man's face clearly because of the distance, but judging from the way he was in front of him, he probably wanted to kill the monster in front of him.
I crawled out of the rockfall and held the crimson sword in my hand, I don't know how strong the man is, but I'm sure it must be stronger than me, but in the face of this behemoth in front of me, the odds of winning are only 30%, 10% is mine, 20% is the man.
Taking advantage of your illness to kill you, this is the principle of combat that I have always pursued, and while the thing was injured, I quickly jumped to my feet, and the crimson sword went straight to the wound on its back.
Just as I was about to win, a dark shadow quickly swept by, sending me into the air, and I looked up incomprehensibly to see the bat-shaped flying creature grasping my back.
"Now is the right time to make a move, why not attack?"
The blue-haired man frowned, and said coldly: "The blood spurted out by Seramand is extremely corrosive, if I hadn't stopped you, I'm afraid you would have turned into white bones by now."
Indeed, if the crimson sword was inserted into its wound just now, the blood gushing out could really splash me, so dangerous, I looked at the huge body of the thing under my feet, and asked with palpitations: "Are we going to do nothing?" ”
"Seramand only feeds on the Purple Source Mine, if it doesn't provoke it, it won't take the initiative to attack, and when it's full, it will leave on its own."
"Then why did it attack me?" , I didn't do anything, I was almost bitten to death by it, and even said that it wouldn't take the initiative to attack? I don't agree with the blue-haired man.
"Because you intrude into the realm where it feeds, Seramand has a strong sense of territory, and if someone breaks in, it will launch a fierce attack"
"However, if you let it go now, the same thing will happen in the future, although you say that it will not take the initiative to attack, but such a huge body, every time it appears, it will cause great panic", my opinion is to slaughter it to prevent future troubles.
"With the strength of you and me, we are not its opponent at all", the blue-haired man said with a calm face.
I was speechless, indeed, the disparity in strength was too great, and even if we joined forces, we might not be a match for Seramand.
After a long time, Theramande devoured all the ore from the ground, and then burrowed into the ground through the original hole, and the huge body gradually disappeared from my eyes.
"Who are you? Why is it here? ”
"I... Residents of the neighborhood, come... It was a pure accident to be here."
Hearing the blue-haired man's question, I replied hesitantly. Only then did he think of Vicky, who threw me in, and his heart suddenly became angry, and he slaughtered it to make soup when he went back.
"Who are you?"
"Head of the Hunter Regiment, Ye Ante"
"The Hunters?" I whispered, "Does it have anything to do with the Baxter Tim Organization?" ”
"Belong to the Baxter Tim Organization, but we only deal with sudden anomalous incidents, I think you are very bold and interested in joining the Hunter Regiment?"
In the face of the olive branch thrown by Yeante, I didn't know what to do for a while, so I had to excuse myself and say: "Wait until I go home and discuss it with my family."
"Okay," the blue-haired man replied, and the flying creature flew out of the mountain, and a dive landed me at the bottom of the mountain.
The sky had darkened, and the originally brightly lit mountains were also shrouded in darkness at this time, and the rolling boulders covered the entire foot of the mountain, and the gusts of wind blew through the trees, making a pleasant sound like wind chimes, I looked up at the blue-haired man who gradually disappeared into the night sky, and muttered: "Hunter regiment? ”
"Qiqi... Qi Qi..."
Vicky flapped its wings and flew towards me, hovering above my head, and I clenched the crimson sword, trying to restrain the anger in my heart, but its cry seemed to mock me, saying, "Oh, are you still alive?" ”
"Is it tolerable, Vicky, take your life", I jumped to my feet and slashed at Vicky with my sword.
In this way, you ran in the direction of home, and when our figures gradually disappeared into the night, a figure landed heavily on a boulder, and blood dripped from the man's fingertips.