It's noon.

At the entrance to Battle Street, the corpses of Athlon and Pterodactyl draps are strewn across the ground.

The high summer heat and the humid air in the canyon caused the corpses to decay particularly quickly, and the pungent smell of rancid smell mixed with the smell of blood could not be blown away by the wind that passed through the canyon.

As the main force to eliminate these small monsters, the hunters of the vanguard team have gone from being excited at the beginning to being numb now.

They couldn't count how many waves and how many athlons came.

A hundred? Two hundred? Or more?

The barrels of explosive bombs prepared in advance have been exhausted.

If it weren't for the conscious division into two waves, taking turns to rest and recover their strength, and with the high-ranking hunters and elite shooters on the side, there might have been a situation of physical exhaustion, serious injury or even sacrifice.

Xia Zuo's face became more and more ugly.

The number of Athron and Pterodactyl is obviously more than the guild predicted, and the number of Pterosaurs and Pterodactyl that have been killed so far is already very close to the previous estimate, but there are still many Athroxons and Pterodactyl Snake Dragons that are constantly coming.

Amos walked up to his friend, "What's the matter, are we going to end?" A few younger guys can't hold it anymore. ”

As soon as he didn't pay attention, Hayatta rushed out and killed the Blue Speed Dragon King, if he hadn't stopped drinking it in time, the kid wouldn't stop even if he killed the Red Blade.

"Nope."

Xia Zuo's answer was very decisive, "I have emphasized many times, unless someone is in danger, don't make a move, let alone fight for a long time, and try to save your physical strength as much as possible."

After that, there are times when they want to rest, but they don't have time to rest. ”

While speaking, Xia Zuo sighed in his heart, last night he should have poured two more mouthfuls of sleeping grass soup for those restless guys, so that they could sleep until noon and then get up!

"Hehehehe," Amos chuckled.

His thoughts are actually similar to Xia Zuo, mainly Ted, Gordon and other hot-blooded young people, watching others fight bloodily, but they can't make a move, so they naturally feel panicked.

"Aha! It's another red-speed dragon king, this one is Uncle Ben's, rush! ”

Seeing that Ted, who had just been called back, rushed forward with a gun again, Xia Zuo only felt a headache, and he really had the same personality as his mother.

Just as he wanted to scold, a bright yellow signal flare exploded in the air.

"Smack!"

Shazo and Amos looked up sharply.

The flare was released by a patrol airboat hovering over the old hill, which was agreed in advance - the signal that the old mountain dragon had entered the canyon and was about to approach the battle street.

"Woo-"

The piercing sound of the trumpet, blowing on the wall at the other end of the battle street, echoed all the way down the canyon to this place.

Soon after, the sound of trumpets was faintly heard on the farther side of the second city wall.

The entire old building has really entered a state of imminent battle.

Glancing at the group of Velcrosaurs that continued to appear at the entrance to Battle Street, and the large group of winged snake dragons hovering in the air, Xia Zuo drew his twin swords.

"Vanguard, withdraw to the middle of the mountain, the guys in the upper position fill the position, from now on, you don't have a chance to rest if you want to, prepare to fight!"

Ted laughed and rushed to the red-speed dragon king who had just appeared, and hit it with the big shield, staggering it as the "noble lady candle" stabbed out and pulled the trigger at the same time.

Dragon Striker!

"Boom—"

The huge recoil pushed Ted back several meters, and with the roar of the detonation of the bomb barrel, the entire chest of the Red Speed Dragon King was blown open, and he fell to the ground with a wail.

Agarhi wielded the stick, and the special hum of air through the head of the stick woke the insect hunter on her arm.

Heniye brandished her shield axe's slashing sword and charged into the group of speed dragons, slashing left and right, quickly accumulating energy.

The upper hunters took action one after another, and the group of speed dragons who had just rushed into the battle street were cleaned up in the blink of an eye.

The hunters of the vanguard were stunned for two seconds, and then they forgot their tiredness and burst into cheers.

"Retreat! If you're in good shape, you can clean up the Athlon that slipped into the battle street, or protect the shooters in the gun position! Xia Zuo waved his hand vigorously.

The men of the vanguard looked at each other, a little hesitant.

Ah Jin held the sledgehammer and said with a smile: "Mr. Xia Zuo, there should be more speed dragons coming over in a while, and we still have the strength to stay and help." ”

Xia Zuo was helpless, he couldn't say that these hunters were not brave and irresponsible, but they did lack the concept of the existence of "ancient dragons".

Before he could use stronger words to "persuade" the hunters to leave, a low, muffled sound sounded as if it had smashed on the souls of the people.

"Knock"

The earth also trembled.

A few seconds later, there was another sound.

"Knock"

Ah Jin and the others were distracted by this heavy and strange movement, and some people muttered, "Earthquake? ”

The high-ranking hunters, who had some special experiences, looked at the far end of the canyon outside the battle street.

In summer, and especially in the middle of the day, the thick white fog that should not appear in the middle of the day disperses through this narrow canyon, obscuring everything in the distance.

Gordon sniffed cautiously, and carefully felt the state of the mucous membrane of the lower nasal cavity, the tip of the tongue and the body, and found no abnormality, these white mist should be just ordinary water vapor.

"Knock"

The sound was slow and continuous, every five seconds, with intervals as precise as a timepiece that had been adjusted over and over again, as if nothing could interfere with it.

"Crackle!"

Behind Gordon, a small crimson arc jumped from the sword body of the Epitaph Greatsword.

This weapon from the Ancient Era seems to sense something.

"Knock"

"Here we are." Gordon whispered a reminder to Hayatta beside him, and pulled down the visor of the Dinosaurus armor.

Hayatta nodded, and pulled out the lightning ghostly slashing knife again, the tip of the sword pointing diagonally to the ground.

The air seemed to freeze, and all the high-ranking hunters drew their weapons and stared at the white mist that could not be penetrated by the line of sight, waiting solemnly.

"Knock"

Infected by this atmosphere, the hunters of the vanguard, as well as those elite marksmen, looked at each other and did not dare to speak.

What about the blue and red dragons that were still rushing into the battle street just now? It seems to have disappeared.

Coiled in the air, chirping, annoying pterosaurs? It seems to be gone.

"Knock"

Another muffled sound rang out, and an unbelievably large shadow appeared on the opposite side of the white mist.

It was a skull that would immediately remind anyone of the word "dragon" when they looked at it.

It's so huge that it can swallow an entire house with just an open mouth.

The scales are a dark red like rust, and the pupils protected by the carapace are not shiny, not like the eyes of living beings, but like ore buried deep in the ground, old, cold, and lifeless.

"Knock"

It continued to stride forward, and the ground shook under its giant feet.

The body, which was far larger than the head, cleared the white mist and reflected it in everyone's sight.

It's like a rust-colored mountain.

The weapon in the hands of one of the hunters of the vanguard fell to the ground, and he opened his mouth wide and muttered unconsciously.

"What is this?"

"Hum—"

A sound wave containing special power spread, waking up the distracted crowd.

The Hunting Flute made Ferdy hold the ornate Queen's flute to his shoulder, and after playing it vigorously, he swung it forward violently, and another sonic wave exploded.

A fiery force was injected into everyone's bodies along with the sound waves.

Red melody.

"Attack!" I don't know who yelled.

The shooters pulled the trigger, and the armoured grenades, piercing bullets, slashing bullets, and all sorts of powerful crossbow bullets were fired at the dark red skull.

"Flashbang!"

They really didn't have the courage to charge at that kind of being, and the hunters of the vanguard didn't care whether they were useful or not, and took out flashbangs, sonic booms, and other props and threw them out.

Bright lights, noises, ballista explosions, one after another.

When all this dissipated, the dark red shadow, untouched, took another slow but unstoppable step forward.

"Knock"

ps. When I was a child and hid in the quilt with PSP to play P2G, the most impressive one was the booming dragon (the time of the snow mountain grass), and the other was the old mountain dragon, the footsteps emmm

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