Chapter 1109 1091 Feeling of Fear

Chapter 1109 1091. Feeling of shrinking

It is common sense that wars change rapidly. If you are not mentally prepared for this, Lan En will think that he is not a qualified battlefield commander.

Although he is not a battlefield commander in this battle to hunt the dragon, he still formulates corresponding plans and responses for various situations according to his understanding and experience.

Everything cannot be perfect, but there must be a desire to constantly approach perfection.

After many worlds and many adventures, this belief has become a part of Lan En.

It is unclear whether the memories and gene seeds of the Emperor's Children have influenced him, or whether he has accepted the philosophy of life of the Emperor's Children.

This is something that is indistinguishable.

Among Lan En's response plans, "black arrow misses" is just a very common one.

After all, the black arrows made by the dwarves with huge resources can break the dragon's dragon scales if the shooting angle is correct enough.

Then if other weapons are powerful enough, what reason is there for not being able to do it?

And Lan thought that the thing in his hand was not bad!

The huge, rough, and straightforward blade was pulled out from the alchemical leather bag on the back of the demon hunter.

The wide blade rubbed against the opening of the belt when it was pulled out, and the not-so-sharp blade made a "tsk la la" sound.

But immediately after [Muddy Stream·Destruction] was completely pulled out, an atmosphere completely different from the one that Smaug had shrouded the long lake began to spread.

The evil dragon was cruel and gloomy, and its power even attracted the clouds in the sky, so that the dark clouds covered the moonlight and stars, leaving only the fire in the town swaying and illuminating.

There is not only the malice of the beast, but also the insidiousness of wisdom.

Smaug did not hesitate to threaten, provoke and other words to intimidate people's will.

But the momentum of [Muddy Stream·Destruction] is much simpler.

Tyrannical and wild!

When Lann stood on Smaug's wing bone and completely pulled out the huge sword that looked like a tombstone, Smaug had not had time to turn his head away.

He only felt as if there was a ferocious beast, baring its fangs, lying on its wings and breathing out hot air!

The plain black and white sword blade was placed behind Lann, like a fully drawn bow.

The muscles all over his body suddenly became engorged and bulged, and the Valyrian steel wires throughout the tendons of his body were twisting and tightening.

"Bang!"

The light red fighting spirit flames suddenly rose from Lann's whole body and the [Muddy Stream·Destruction] behind him, making a sound like a flame exploding.

Then, the huge sword blade placed behind him drew a full arc in the air and smashed towards Smaug's wing bone at Lann's feet!

[Great Sword Technique·Charge Slash]!

"Bang!!!"

The sword body was as huge as a miserable tombstone, and after the slash, the collision between the steel blade and the dragon's bones was like the sad evening bell in the church!

"Ah!!!"

The dragon's screams resounded through the sky again!

It was even worse than the black arrow piercing the skin of the chest!

The dragon's wings were dense and not thick. The scales on Smaug's chest were half the size of an ordinary person, and the thickness was about the same as the thickness of the side of the human body.

As for the wings, because the structure of this bat wing needs to be light and flexible enough, the largest scale is the size of a human head.

But the more densely arranged, the thinner and lighter it is, the easier it is to cut!

[Turbid Stream·Destruction] The bone-white blade chopped down with a light red fighting spirit!

Chopping. Smashing the thin layer of scales and flesh on the dragon's wing bones! Straight into the bones!

The scales and flesh of the dragon made a 'sizzling' sound of being torn.

Then, the thirsty sword tasted the fresh and nutritious flesh and blood, and this "living" sword began to get excited.

"Squeak~"

"Ah!!!"

The dragon screamed even louder!

Because at this time, [Turbid Stream·Destruction] had already begun to secrete abundant [Dragon Attribute Energy] due to the intake of flesh and blood nutrients.

This piece of black fog with bright red lightning inside was as corrosive as strong acid.

After being strengthened by the wedge-shaped stone disc of the giant blacksmith in the world of fire, the secretion and quality of [Dragon Attribute Energy] on this sword have been greatly improved.

Not to mention the similar weapons in the New World made of part of the monster's materials, even the living monsters in the New World probably have little [Dragon Attribute Energy] of this level.

If Smaug's scales and flesh were not broken, the simple [Dragon Attribute Energy] might not have any effect.

But now [Turbid Stream·Destruction] has chopped into the bones!

These [Dragon attribute energies] also invaded in, bringing corrosive pain to Smaug from scales, flesh, and even bones.

The flames burning in Long Lake Town suddenly surged with the mood of the evil dragon!

The angry and violent Smaug began to dance like crazy, flapping his wings, trying to throw Lann off.

After Smaug spread his wings, his whole body could even cover one-fifth of the area of ​​Long Lake Town.

This huge pair of wings flapped, and the airflow of the whole town was immediately pulled and disturbed.

The elves in the distance who did not adjust their mass in time were almost blown away!

But Thranduil, after seeing Lann really make the evil dragon scream in pain.

The body that was about to turn around and leave was pulled back immediately.

It even passed its own archers and decisively approached the battlefield.

Lan En was of course not in a good situation either, but he used the huge sword blade to hold Smaug's wound.

The friction between the steel and the dragon's bones made a sharp friction sound that made people's teeth ache. Relying on this fixed point, Lan En did not let himself be thrown off immediately.

But that was all.

Smaug might be cruel and would retreat timidly when faced with real danger, but he was also smart.

He relaxed his wings immediately to keep the muscles and bones on the dragon's wings loose.

So the wound that was not tightened naturally could not hold [Muddy Stream·Destruction].

Lan En, who lost his fixed point, immediately left Smaug's wings with the big sword.

As the enemy left his wings, Smaug felt a little relieved.

Although [Muddy Stream·Destruction] cut into his body, the size of the wound was actually just a person's finger being cut to the bone, but it didn't look like the whole finger was cut off.

My wings can still move, I can still fly, no problem, no question

Smaug was still comforting and affirming himself in his heart.

But then, a figure flashing with blue and white lightning directly broke through the remaining outer wall of Long Lake Town at an extremely fast speed.

It rushed through the burning ruins and fire in a straight line and came to the battlefield where the dragon was.

It was not until then that Smaug remembered under Lan's repeated offensive pressure that there was such a magical thing around him.

It was it that triggered the lightning and struck him down!

What can trigger lightning?

Smaug has never seen it before!

If it were normal, then Smaug would never forget this figure just because he was struck by lightning just now.

It can only be said that Lan's attack just now was too tight and the pressure was too strong, so that Smaug, who had just been struck by lightning, completely ignored this magical creature that could discharge electricity.

And at this time, the dragon finally saw the true form of the magical creature.

It looks like a tall horse, with a white base and blue lightning patterns.

The pale mane is erected under the static electricity, and the arcs are embellished on this beautiful and noble beast.

The Qilin also leaps up in the night, and even Smaug cannot deny the beauty of this scene.

It would be better if the sharp horn on its head was not directed at him!

Unfortunately, the Qilin's horn was not only directed at Smaug, but also at the cut that Lan En had just made!

"Shh!"

The Qilin screamed, and the horn on its head, which even the angry golden lion dared not to confront head-on, stabbed straight into the wing bone with the sharp friction sound of the dragon bone stub and the sharp horn that was almost crystal-like!

The evil dragon swayed again in panic, and the Qilin's head was hung on its wings, and its body swayed.

Everything happened in just a moment, and Lan En, who had just been thrown away, did not even land.

He held [Muddy Stream·Destruction] in one hand, while the wrist armor on his left hand shot out a hook, accurately grabbing the body of the Qilin and pulling himself over from mid-air.

"Unfortunately, this position is not the root of its wings."

After reaching the Qilin, Lan En stepped on the Qilin's forehead and sighed with a little regret.

The wound he cut was in the middle of Smaug's dragon wing, not the root of the wing bone.

The Qilin was dissatisfied and impatient with a "huff", and blew out hot air with static electricity.

It now felt like bacon hanging on Smaug's wings, and didn't want to stay any longer.

Lan En also lowered his head and looked into the Qilin's ruby-like eyes.

The thoughts of both sides were exchanged in an instant.

In fact, when Smaug flew over, the Qilin inexplicably gave birth to some fearful emotions.

This fear did not mean that it was afraid of this evil dragon in this world, but how to say it?

Just like in the world of fire, Qilin saw with his own eyes the [Sunlight Spear] of the eldest son of the sun that shattered half of the mountain range.

It had never seen the destructive power of the [Sunlight Spear] before, but it could accept it psychologically for some reason.

It was as if its blood relatives had passed down this information and stored it in its body.

Smaug's appearance, or temperament? It made Qilin feel an impulse to retreat.

But it was only a momentary impulse.

After slightly adjusting his mentality and observing Smaug, the evil dragon that made him feel timid, Qilin also felt that it was nothing.

"Are you ready?"

In the dragon's painful roar and the fluttering of its wings, Lan En lowered his head and communicated with Qilin spiritually.

And Qilin tightened his neck, with determination and urging in his eyes.

"Hi Lu Lu!"

'Just do it! '

So the moment Qilin screamed, Lan En raised the huge sword!