What is the most powerful weapon of a dinosaur?

There was no doubt that it was the huge mouth that had all the sharp teeth that had reached out of the jawbone.

As long as it can avoid the bite of this huge mouth, the threat of the dinosaur is more than half smaller.

But it's easy to say.

The bloody mouth of the dinosaur is not just as simple as a strong bite force.

The neck muscles and back muscles that have reached deformities have evolved to "bite" faster, larger, more flexible, and more powerfully.

Even the fat giant tail is just an evolved "counterweight" to balance the front half of the body where the muscle distribution is too concentrated.

In the previous battle between the dinosaur and the frozen dragon, there was a situation where the frozen dragon deftly avoided the bite of the dinosaur, and the dinosaur quickly shook its head and bit again and hit.

Ordinary tumbling dodges are definitely not good, and they must be used in a more dexterous way.

Gordon, who maintained his courageous stance, fine-tuned the state of each of his joints, while holding his breath for the arrival of the Dinosaurinosaur's giant jaw.

The dinosaur's scarlet eyes locked on the hunter, and it stretched its neck, its huge mouth already open, and in two seconds, it could bite the hunter into pieces.

Now is the time!

Gordon took a big step forward to the left, swinging his greatsword as he swung his greatsword.

The sword was oddly timed and angled, and the tip slashed into the air, plunging into the ice.

The Tyrannosaurus turned its head at him.

At this point, Gordon suddenly spun around and flashed to the right.

The dinosaur, which had excellent dynamic vision, noticed this, and without thinking about it, its strong neck muscles immediately tensed, and the giant mouth followed Gordon closely and swung to the right.

"Bang!" The jaw with incredible bite force snapped shut with a creepy thud.

It bites empty.

The moment Gordon shook his head and gnawed, the arm that had been clutching the hilt of the sword suddenly exerted force, pulling his body back to his left side at the last moment.

Then he continued to twist his waist and exert force, pulling the big sword out of the ice.

The two are staggered.

Without the touch of swallowing food, the dinosaur was a little confused.

Gordon took advantage of the dinosaur's pause and strode forward into a charging stance.

This time the process of charging power seemed to be faster than usual, and Gordon didn't have time to think about it, and immediately swung his great sword at the only two toed claws of the dinosaur's right claw.

"Click!"

Another toe claw of the right claw of the dinosaur was chopped off by him.

The pain of a broken limb was enough to make most monsters scream and fall, but the Tyrannosaurus didn't feel it at all, it just noticed that the "food" was right next to its legs and feet.

The dinosaur's stout body showed a flexibility and agility that did not match its appearance, and its neck bent back nearly 180 degrees, turning its head in a mouthful.

Gordon dodged urgently, but was not gnawed squarely, but was grazed to his thigh by the huge jaw full of sharp teeth and like a mace, and the whole person was lifted out.

The tough skirt armor of the Fire Dragon's armor shielded him from most of the damage, but a giant tooth pierced through the gap in the armor, cutting a deep bloody hole in his thigh.

Gordon endured severe pain to adjust his posture, landed and rolled to complete the body, and the dinosaur chased and bitten.

Fortunately, at this time, a flashbang fell in time and exploded in front of the eyes of the dinosaur.

It was the support of the pork chops, and Gordon took the opportunity to quickly retreat.

Instead of panicking, the Tyrannosaurus became more frenzied, striding forward, slamming its mace-like jaw on the ground and then lifting upwards.

Gordon ran at full speed, dodging left and right.

The range of the dinosaur's mad fury was huge and unpredictable, and Gordon was almost hit several times, but there was some excitement in his heart.

It's not close!

"Boom!"

The rampaging Tyrannosaurus slammed headlong into the glacier, and the Tyrannosaurus shook and fell to the ground with a roaring explosion.

Gordon reflexively rushed forward, took his broadsword, and aimed at the last toe claw of the dinosaur's right foot.

The Fire Dragon Sword fell.

In the splattering of blood, the right foot of the dinosaur was only a bloody and blurred bone joint.

Looking at the dinosaur that staggered to its feet again.

Gordon took a deep breath and retreated into the visual blind spot behind the dinosaur.

The feet of the beast dragon species are different from those of humans, they rely on the recurved toe claws to stand, and they lose all of their claws, no different from humans who lose their entire paws.

The severed ankle stubble fell directly to the ground - it was standing with its stump propped up.

Perhaps because of excessive blood loss, the red and high muscles of the dinosaur gradually returned to their original state.

A large amount of sticky yellow saliva is constantly dripping from its mouth.

It's too tiring.

Food, food.

It was the only thought in the dinosaur's chaotic brain, and it sniffed left and right.

The place with the strongest smell of blood nearby, apart from itself, was the corpse of the frozen dragon still buried deep under the ice.

Its gaze locked on there, and it took a step forward, limping in the direction of the frozen dragon's corpse.

Realizing that the dinosaur wanted to eat the frozen corpse, Gordon immediately chased the dinosaur and attacked.

The Fire Dragon Huang Sword continuously slashed at the tail, thighs, and claws of the Tyrannosaurus, but it could not attract the attention of the Tyrannosaurus at all.

It didn't care about anything but the huge corpse that would fill its stomach.

Just when Gordon was about to venture into the sight of the dinosaur and come to the most dangerous frontal to forcibly block it.

The Tyrannosaurus suddenly jumped up with a force on its legs, and its massive body leaped several times its length and fell towards the ice pile where the frozen dragon's body was buried.

Due to the lack of its right foot, it was unable to stand firm after landing and fell directly to the ice.

It didn't even wait to get up, and fell to the ground, struggling and twisting its head sideways, nibbling at the corpse of the frozen dragon, the pile of ice that had been hidden on the corpse of the frozen dragon, to be exact.

"Crunch! Crunch! ”

Large chunks of ice were crushed by it and swallowed into its belly.

These ice cubes do not provide it with the slightest amount of energy, and only accelerate the lowering of its body temperature.

But now it can't tell the difference between ice and food, and even if it falls into a rock, it won't hesitate to swallow it.

Gordon and the pork chop, who were running quickly, stopped, unable to comprehend the scene in front of them.

Even a dinosaurinosaur, known for its appetite, shouldn't have gone crazy to this extent.

The only explanation is that the Tyrannosaurus was completely insane and hungry.

This is not some kind of metaphor or ridicule.

For some unknown reason, when the food resources of the permafrost were devoured, it did not migrate in time, but wandered in this ice and snow, constantly draining its strength and sanity in endless hunger.

The act of preying on the frozen dragon may be its last sanity and attempt.

It managed to kill the dangerous prey, but before it could eat it, it fell off the ice cliff.

Perhaps, from the moment it was buried by the ice, its soul had already dissipated.

The dark green beast in front of him, which was ugly devouring the ice, was nothing more than a hollow corpse that had crawled back from hell and completely dominated by hunger.

Gordon stepped forward and came to the beast's chest.

There was no blood coming out of the huge wound caused by the frozen dragon's breath.

Gordon raised his broadsword with both hands, stabbed it deep into it with all his might, stirred it in a circle, and pulled it out vigorously.

The broken but still hot internal organs flowed out.

The action of the dark green beast's mechanical opening and closing giant mouth to gnaw on the ice cube became a little slower, but it still did not stop.

Gordon raised his greatsword again, angled and positioned, and plunged deep into the beast's chest once more, up to the hilt.

This time, it was the heart that pierced.

The beast's devouring action continued, and from the wounds in its abdomen, crushed ice stained with stomach acid and blood continued to fall out.

It's dead.

Gordon drew his greatsword and muttered to himself.

"What a sad ending."

(End of chapter)