Chapter 1109 1091. Feeling of Fear
It is common sense that war situations change rapidly. If Lan En is not mentally prepared for this, he would think that he is not a qualified battlefield commander.
Although he was not the battlefield commander in this battle to hunt the dragon, he still made corresponding plans and responses for various situations based on his own understanding and experience.
Everything cannot be perfect, but we must have the desire to constantly strive for perfection.
After many worlds and many adventures, this belief became a part of Lan.
It is unclear whether it was the memories and gene-seed of the Emperor's Children that influenced him, or whether he accepted the Emperor's Children's philosophy of life.
These are things that are inseparable.
Among Lan's response plans, "Black Arrow Missed" was just a common one.
After all, the black arrows that the dwarves spent huge resources to make can break the dragon's scales if the shooting angle is correct enough.
So if other weapons are powerful enough, why can't they do it?
And Lan En thought that the weapon in his hand was not that bad!
The huge, rough, and straightforward sword blade was pulled out from the alchemical leather bag on the demon hunter's waist.
The broad sword blade rubbed against the opening of the belt when it was pulled out, and the not-so-sharp blade made a 'clacking' sound.
But immediately after [Turbid Stream·Destruction] was completely pulled out, an atmosphere completely different from the one that Smaug had shrouded the lake began to spread.
The evil dragon was cruel and gloomy, its power even moved the clouds in the sky, causing the dark fog to cover the moonlight and stars, leaving only the firelight in the town, swaying and illuminating miserably.
There is not only the malice of the beast, but also the insidiousness of wisdom.
Smaug did not hesitate to use threats, provocations and other words to intimidate people's will.
But the momentum of [Turbid Flow·Destruction] is much simpler.
Violent and wild!
Smaug had no time to turn his head away when Lann stood on Smaug's wing bone and completely pulled out the huge, tombstone-like sword.
It just felt as if there was a ferocious beast, with fangs bared, lying on its wings and breathing out hot air!
Lan En placed the simple sword in black and white behind him, like a fully drawn bow.
The muscles all over his body suddenly swelled with blood, and the Valyrian steel wires throughout his tendons were twisting and tightening.
"Oh!"
Light red flames of fighting spirit suddenly rose from Lan En's entire body and from the [Turbid Flow·Destruction] behind him, making a sound like a flame exploding.
Then, the huge sword placed behind him drew a full arc in the air and smashed towards Smaug's wing bone under Lan's feet!
[Great Sword Technique·Charge Slash]!
"Bang!!!"
The sword was as huge as a miserable tombstone, and after the strike, the sound of the steel blade colliding with the dragon's bones was like the sad evening bell in a church!
"what!!!"
The dragon's screams resounded through the sky again!
Even worse than having a black arrow pierce the skin of the chest!
The scales on the dragon's wings are dense and not very thick. The scales on Smaug's chest are half the size of an average person's body, and are about the same thickness as the side of a human body.
As for the wings, because the structure of the bat wings needs to be light and flexible enough, the largest scale is about the size of a human head.
But the denser and thinner the arrangement, the easier it is to cut!
[Turbid Flow·Destruction] The bone-white blade chopped down with a light red fighting spirit!
Chop and smash the thin layer of scales and flesh on the dragon's wing bones! Go straight into the bones!
The dragon's scales and flesh made a ripping sound.
Then, the hungry greatsword tasted the fresh and nutritious flesh and blood, and this "living" greatsword began to get excited.
"呲呲呲~"
"what!!!"
The dragon's screams became louder!
Because at this time, [Turbid Flow·Destruction] has already begun to secrete abundant [Dragon Attribute Energy] due to the intake of nutrients from blood and flesh.
This black fog with bright red lightning inside is as corrosive as strong acid.
After being strengthened by the giant blacksmith's wedge-shaped stone disc in the Fire World, the amount and quality of [Dragon Attribute Energy] secreted by this sword have been greatly improved.
Not to mention similar weapons in the New World that were made from part of monster materials, even living monsters in the New World would rarely have this level of [Dragon Attribute Energy].
If there were no holes in Smaug's scales and flesh, the [Dragon Energy] alone might not have had any effect.
But now [Muddy Flow·Destruction] has already chopped and smashed into the bones!
These [dragon attribute energies] also invaded his body, causing corrosive pain to Smaug through his scales, flesh, and even bones.
The flames burning in Changhu Town suddenly grew stronger along with the evil dragon's mood!
The angry and violent Smaug began to dance like crazy, flapping his wings, trying to throw Lan off.
When Smaug spread his wings, his entire body could even cover one-fifth of the area of Lake Town.
When this huge pair of wings flapped, the airflow in the entire town was immediately pulled and disrupted.
The elves in the distance who failed to adjust their mass in time were almost blown away!
But Thranduil, after seeing Lann actually make the dragon scream in pain.
The body that was about to turn around and leave was suddenly pulled back.
He even passed his own shooters and decisively approached a place closer to the battlefield.
Lann was certainly not having an easy time either, he just used his huge sword blade to block Smaug's wound.
The friction between the steel and the dragon's bones made a sharp, tooth-grinding sound. With this fixed point, Lan En did not get thrown off immediately. But that was all.
Smaug may be cruel and cower when faced with real danger, but he is also clever.
It relaxed its wings immediately to keep the muscles and bones on its wings loose.
Therefore, a wound that is not tightened will naturally not be able to hold back the [Muddy Flow·Destruction].
Lan, who lost his fixed point, immediately left Smaug's wings along with the greatsword.
Smaug felt a little relieved as the enemy left his wings.
Although [Muddy Flow·Destruction] had cut into his body, the size of the wound was just like a person's finger being cut to the bone, but the whole finger had not been cut off.
My wings can still move and I can still fly, no problem, no questions asked
Smaug was still comforting and affirming himself in his heart.
But immediately afterwards, a figure flashing with blue and white lightning directly broke through the remaining outer wall of Changhu Town at an incredible speed.
He rushed in a straight line through the burning ruins and fires and arrived at the battlefield where the evil dragon was.
It was not until then that Smaug remembered, under Lann's repeated offensive pressure, that there was such a magical thing around him.
It was it that caused the lightning and struck itself down just now!
What can cause lightning?
Smaug had never seen it!
If it were any other time, Smaug would never forget this figure just because he was struck by lightning.
It can only be said that Lann's attack just now was so fast-paced and oppressive that Smaug, who had just been struck by lightning, completely ignored this magical creature that could discharge electricity.
Only at this point did the evil dragon finally see the true form of the magical creature.
It is shaped like a tall horse, with a white base and blue lightning patterns on its body.
The pale mane stood up in puffs of static electricity, arcs of electricity dotting the body of this beautiful and noble beast.
The sight of the Qilin leaping into the night was so beautiful that even Smaug could not deny it.
It would be better if the sharp horns on its head were not directed towards me!
Unfortunately, the Kirin's horn was not only aimed at Smaug, but also at the wound that Lan had just cut!
"Xilulu!"
The Qilin screamed, and the single horn on its head, which even an angry golden lion dared not confront head-on, pierced straight into the wing bone with the sharp friction sound of the evil dragon bone and the sharp horn with an almost crystalline texture!
The evil dragon began to sway in panic again, causing the Qilin's head to hang on its wings and its body to sway unsteadily.
Everything happened in just a moment, and Lan En, who had just been thrown away, didn't even land on the ground.
He held [Muddy Flow·Destruction] in one hand, and the armor on his left hand shot out a hook, accurately grabbing Qilin's body and pulling himself over from mid-air.
"Unfortunately, this is not the root of its wings."
After reaching Qilin, Lan En stepped on Qilin's forehead and sighed with a little regret.
The wound he cut was in the middle of Smaug's dragon wing, not at the root of the wing bone.
The Qilin huffed in dissatisfaction and impatience, and exhaled hot air with static electricity.
It now felt like a piece of bacon hanging on Smaug's wings and didn't want to stay any longer.
Lan En also lowered his head and looked into Qilin's ruby-like eyes.
The thoughts of both parties were exchanged in an instant.
In fact, when Smaug flew over, Qilin inexplicably felt some fear.
This kind of shrinking does not mean that it is afraid of the evil dragon of this world, but what should it be said?
It was just like in the Fire World, when Qilin saw with his own eyes the Sun's Eldest Son's [Sunshine Spear] blasting half of the mountain into pieces with one blow.
It had clearly never seen the destructive power of the [Sunshine Gun] before, but it could inexplicably accept it psychologically.
It was as if its blood relatives had passed down this information and it existed in its body.
Smaug's appearance, or temperament? It made Qilin want to retreat.
But it was just a momentary impulse.
After adjusting its mindset a little and observing Smaug, the evil dragon that made it feel intimidated, Qilin also felt that it was nothing.
"Ready?"
Amid the dragon's painful roars and the fluttering of its wings, Lan En lowered his head and had a spiritual communication with the Qilin.
Qilin tensed his neck, his eyes revealing determination and urging.
"Xilulu!"
'Just do it!'
So, the moment after the Qilin screamed, Lan En raised the huge sword!
(End of this chapter)
It is common sense that war situations change rapidly. If Lan En is not mentally prepared for this, he would think that he is not a qualified battlefield commander.
Although he was not the battlefield commander in this battle to hunt the dragon, he still made corresponding plans and responses for various situations based on his own understanding and experience.
Everything cannot be perfect, but we must have the desire to constantly strive for perfection.
After many worlds and many adventures, this belief became a part of Lan.
It is unclear whether it was the memories and gene-seed of the Emperor's Children that influenced him, or whether he accepted the Emperor's Children's philosophy of life.
These are things that are inseparable.
Among Lan's response plans, "Black Arrow Missed" was just a common one.
After all, the black arrows that the dwarves spent huge resources to make can break the dragon's scales if the shooting angle is correct enough.
So if other weapons are powerful enough, why can't they do it?
And Lan En thought that the weapon in his hand was not that bad!
The huge, rough, and straightforward sword blade was pulled out from the alchemical leather bag on the demon hunter's waist.
The broad sword blade rubbed against the opening of the belt when it was pulled out, and the not-so-sharp blade made a 'clacking' sound.
But immediately after [Turbid Stream·Destruction] was completely pulled out, an atmosphere completely different from the one that Smaug had shrouded the lake began to spread.
The evil dragon was cruel and gloomy, its power even moved the clouds in the sky, causing the dark fog to cover the moonlight and stars, leaving only the firelight in the town, swaying and illuminating miserably.
There is not only the malice of the beast, but also the insidiousness of wisdom.
Smaug did not hesitate to use threats, provocations and other words to intimidate people's will.
But the momentum of [Turbid Flow·Destruction] is much simpler.
Violent and wild!
Smaug had no time to turn his head away when Lann stood on Smaug's wing bone and completely pulled out the huge, tombstone-like sword.
It just felt as if there was a ferocious beast, with fangs bared, lying on its wings and breathing out hot air!
Lan En placed the simple sword in black and white behind him, like a fully drawn bow.
The muscles all over his body suddenly swelled with blood, and the Valyrian steel wires throughout his tendons were twisting and tightening.
"Oh!"
Light red flames of fighting spirit suddenly rose from Lan En's entire body and from the [Turbid Flow·Destruction] behind him, making a sound like a flame exploding.
Then, the huge sword placed behind him drew a full arc in the air and smashed towards Smaug's wing bone under Lan's feet!
[Great Sword Technique·Charge Slash]!
"Bang!!!"
The sword was as huge as a miserable tombstone, and after the strike, the sound of the steel blade colliding with the dragon's bones was like the sad evening bell in a church!
"what!!!"
The dragon's screams resounded through the sky again!
Even worse than having a black arrow pierce the skin of the chest!
The scales on the dragon's wings are dense and not very thick. The scales on Smaug's chest are half the size of an average person's body, and are about the same thickness as the side of a human body.
As for the wings, because the structure of the bat wings needs to be light and flexible enough, the largest scale is about the size of a human head.
But the denser and thinner the arrangement, the easier it is to cut!
[Turbid Flow·Destruction] The bone-white blade chopped down with a light red fighting spirit!
Chop and smash the thin layer of scales and flesh on the dragon's wing bones! Go straight into the bones!
The dragon's scales and flesh made a ripping sound.
Then, the hungry greatsword tasted the fresh and nutritious flesh and blood, and this "living" greatsword began to get excited.
"呲呲呲~"
"what!!!"
The dragon's screams became louder!
Because at this time, [Turbid Flow·Destruction] has already begun to secrete abundant [Dragon Attribute Energy] due to the intake of nutrients from blood and flesh.
This black fog with bright red lightning inside is as corrosive as strong acid.
After being strengthened by the giant blacksmith's wedge-shaped stone disc in the Fire World, the amount and quality of [Dragon Attribute Energy] secreted by this sword have been greatly improved.
Not to mention similar weapons in the New World that were made from part of monster materials, even living monsters in the New World would rarely have this level of [Dragon Attribute Energy].
If there were no holes in Smaug's scales and flesh, the [Dragon Energy] alone might not have had any effect.
But now [Muddy Flow·Destruction] has already chopped and smashed into the bones!
These [dragon attribute energies] also invaded his body, causing corrosive pain to Smaug through his scales, flesh, and even bones.
The flames burning in Changhu Town suddenly grew stronger along with the evil dragon's mood!
The angry and violent Smaug began to dance like crazy, flapping his wings, trying to throw Lan off.
When Smaug spread his wings, his entire body could even cover one-fifth of the area of Lake Town.
When this huge pair of wings flapped, the airflow in the entire town was immediately pulled and disrupted.
The elves in the distance who failed to adjust their mass in time were almost blown away!
But Thranduil, after seeing Lann actually make the dragon scream in pain.
The body that was about to turn around and leave was suddenly pulled back.
He even passed his own shooters and decisively approached a place closer to the battlefield.
Lann was certainly not having an easy time either, he just used his huge sword blade to block Smaug's wound.
The friction between the steel and the dragon's bones made a sharp, tooth-grinding sound. With this fixed point, Lan En did not get thrown off immediately. But that was all.
Smaug may be cruel and cower when faced with real danger, but he is also clever.
It relaxed its wings immediately to keep the muscles and bones on its wings loose.
Therefore, a wound that is not tightened will naturally not be able to hold back the [Muddy Flow·Destruction].
Lan, who lost his fixed point, immediately left Smaug's wings along with the greatsword.
Smaug felt a little relieved as the enemy left his wings.
Although [Muddy Flow·Destruction] had cut into his body, the size of the wound was just like a person's finger being cut to the bone, but the whole finger had not been cut off.
My wings can still move and I can still fly, no problem, no questions asked
Smaug was still comforting and affirming himself in his heart.
But immediately afterwards, a figure flashing with blue and white lightning directly broke through the remaining outer wall of Changhu Town at an incredible speed.
He rushed in a straight line through the burning ruins and fires and arrived at the battlefield where the evil dragon was.
It was not until then that Smaug remembered, under Lann's repeated offensive pressure, that there was such a magical thing around him.
It was it that caused the lightning and struck itself down just now!
What can cause lightning?
Smaug had never seen it!
If it were any other time, Smaug would never forget this figure just because he was struck by lightning.
It can only be said that Lann's attack just now was so fast-paced and oppressive that Smaug, who had just been struck by lightning, completely ignored this magical creature that could discharge electricity.
Only at this point did the evil dragon finally see the true form of the magical creature.
It is shaped like a tall horse, with a white base and blue lightning patterns on its body.
The pale mane stood up in puffs of static electricity, arcs of electricity dotting the body of this beautiful and noble beast.
The sight of the Qilin leaping into the night was so beautiful that even Smaug could not deny it.
It would be better if the sharp horns on its head were not directed towards me!
Unfortunately, the Kirin's horn was not only aimed at Smaug, but also at the wound that Lan had just cut!
"Xilulu!"
The Qilin screamed, and the single horn on its head, which even an angry golden lion dared not confront head-on, pierced straight into the wing bone with the sharp friction sound of the evil dragon bone and the sharp horn with an almost crystalline texture!
The evil dragon began to sway in panic again, causing the Qilin's head to hang on its wings and its body to sway unsteadily.
Everything happened in just a moment, and Lan En, who had just been thrown away, didn't even land on the ground.
He held [Muddy Flow·Destruction] in one hand, and the armor on his left hand shot out a hook, accurately grabbing Qilin's body and pulling himself over from mid-air.
"Unfortunately, this is not the root of its wings."
After reaching Qilin, Lan En stepped on Qilin's forehead and sighed with a little regret.
The wound he cut was in the middle of Smaug's dragon wing, not at the root of the wing bone.
The Qilin huffed in dissatisfaction and impatience, and exhaled hot air with static electricity.
It now felt like a piece of bacon hanging on Smaug's wings and didn't want to stay any longer.
Lan En also lowered his head and looked into Qilin's ruby-like eyes.
The thoughts of both parties were exchanged in an instant.
In fact, when Smaug flew over, Qilin inexplicably felt some fear.
This kind of shrinking does not mean that it is afraid of the evil dragon of this world, but what should it be said?
It was just like in the Fire World, when Qilin saw with his own eyes the Sun's Eldest Son's [Sunshine Spear] blasting half of the mountain into pieces with one blow.
It had clearly never seen the destructive power of the [Sunshine Gun] before, but it could inexplicably accept it psychologically.
It was as if its blood relatives had passed down this information and it existed in its body.
Smaug's appearance, or temperament? It made Qilin want to retreat.
But it was just a momentary impulse.
After adjusting its mindset a little and observing Smaug, the evil dragon that made it feel intimidated, Qilin also felt that it was nothing.
"Ready?"
Amid the dragon's painful roars and the fluttering of its wings, Lan En lowered his head and had a spiritual communication with the Qilin.
Qilin tensed his neck, his eyes revealing determination and urging.
"Xilulu!"
'Just do it!'
So, the moment after the Qilin screamed, Lan En raised the huge sword!
(End of this chapter)
