Chapter 1182

After a lot of indiscriminate bombardment, on the rocky ground that appeared to be in a mess, seventeen humans surrounded a powerful creature entrenched on a huge strange rock in a seemingly loose but actually quite tight formation.

This is a creature that is seriously injured and close to death. On its back, there were black wings that could have been opened to fly in the sky. One of the wing bones was broken, and the other big wing was also broken. , it has lost the ability to fly.

However, the injury to its wings was just a pain, not fatal. What brought it into a near-death situation was the bullet that shot into its skull and blinded one eye along the way.

But even so, this four-legged and two-winged creature still maintains a very strong fighting power. It looks down from a high position, overlooking these humble microorganisms that besiege it through various foreign objects, always with disdain in its eyes.

Even though it was about to perish, its eyes did not change, because it felt that it was not its fault, but that these despicable creatures in front of it were too cunning and treacherous.

When Muria's consciousness was revived, this was what he saw, and it was very unfortunate that his consciousness was revived by the creature in the worst condition present.

Muria felt the extreme unwillingness and anger, but still maintained the complex mentality of arrogance. When he examined the enemy who put his reincarnated body into such a situation, the reincarnated Titan couldn't help cursing,

"waste!"

"Huh?" The creature whose consciousness had been on the brink of extinction couldn't help being a little surprised because the fatal vitals of its body had been hit many times, and then became curious again, "What are you? Why can your voice sound in my mind? "

"Who am I? I am you," Muria looked at the state of his reincarnated body, and couldn't help laughing angrily. He was so angry, "But you are not me. Now, step down, I will take over the rest."

"It's worthy of being an ancient dragon species. It's just a juvenile form, but it has such terrifying vitality. A bullet that can detonate a tank hits its brain, but it still doesn't die."

Wearing a special exoskeleton armor, holding a knife in one hand and a gun in the other, the young man couldn't help sighing as he looked at the young dragon perched on the rock and overlooking them with extremely arrogant eyes.

"This kind of monster has no real weakness at all. Its brain has been pierced and its heart has been smashed. It can still fight."

"However, it's about the same level as it is now. Don't give it time to recover and continue to attack. Its vitality is also limited. We can consume it to death."

In the battle channel, calm voices sounded one after another. Although they have stronger bodies than ordinary people, and they also possess the most cutting-edge weapons and equipment,

But wanting to slay a dragon is no different from walking on the edge of a blade, even if it is just a young dragon that has just been born.

"It's hard to imagine, if such a monster is an adult, what should we do to deal with it, we humans probably won't be able to kill it."

"A grown-up dragon? It's indeed difficult to deal with, but don't forget the weapons that we humans have that have been listed as taboo."

"Okay, stop chatting, keep attacking, the recovery ability of the dragon can be very abnormal!"

Boom!

There was another thunderous gunshot, a spell bullet that could shatter a fortress, dragged a bullet mark in the air that was clearly visible to the naked eye, and then hit a boulder, causing the rocks to scatter.

"Hey, what's wrong?"

The sniper, who was crawling a thousand meters away, raised his head in astonishment, then lowered his head and put his eyes in front of the scope. After careful observation, he found that the landing point of this bullet was not at all consistent with the aiming point before he pulled the trigger. .

"What's the situation?" A steady voice sounded from the sniper's tactical earplugs.

"As you can see, my shot missed, but you know, I can't make such a big mistake, such a big target, I can't miss it!"

"So, it's the dragon's problem?"

"It deflects my sniper!"

"Are you kidding me?"

"Attention! There is a problem with the ancient dragon, please avoid it."

"Well! It's all like this, can you still struggle?"

Under the gazes of many humans, the black-scaled young dragon entrenched on the rocks slowly closed his only eye. When he opened it again, the originally dark pupils turned golden, and at the same time, a wave of helplessness The breath of words permeates.

"What's the matter with this dragon? I feel like he is completely different before."

A girl wearing exoskeleton armor looked at the golden vertical pupils of the young dragon through the tactical eyepiece, and unconsciously couldn't help but take a step back.

"I don't know if it's an illusion. I feel like there is something more in the air, and my body becomes very heavy."

"It feels right, and I also feel that something is weighing on me."

"The situation is not right." The face of the blond young man in charge of commanding the battle changed slightly. Although the detection data on the tactical goggles did not change in any way, his sixth sense as a creature frantically warned him.

"attack!"

As the order was issued, the roar of gunfire resounded in the rocky ground, because the guns used by this group of dragon hunters were all tailor-made, different from ordinary guns, every bullet they fired, It's like a cannonball is fired.

However, to the astonishment of this group of dragon hunters, most of their shots, which were like a storm, missed the young dragon, which was clearly dying.

Even if a small number of hit the target, they only hit a non-fatal point, and there was no harm at all. When they put down the firearms in their hands amidst the shouts of "stop attacking", a scene that terrified them appeared.

"Are you scared? A group of rookies, with such psychological quality, dare to come out to hunt dragons?"

Morea, who dodged most of the attacks at an extraordinary speed, squatted on another stone, looking at these dragon hunters indifferently with a pair of golden vertical pupils.

The moment he regained consciousness, Morea could use the mighty power of his true self, and even release his true self, but he was not so naive.

He is very clear about where he is now. There will definitely be gods, and at the same time, there will be a big world with an epic probability. If he shows up rashly, he is dying.

So Muria decided to rely on her reincarnation to walk in this special cluster world for the time being. Now, he had to keep his reincarnated body alive.

But when he regained consciousness and took over the body, he understood how bad the condition of the body was. Both the brain and the heart were destroyed, and the vital points were all at this level, not to mention the damage to the internal organs and the body.

Fortunately, it was a dragon, so when he regained consciousness, he still had his last breath left. If it was any other creature, he would probably have died out long ago.

Therefore, when Muria regained his consciousness and showed off his position with an epic fighting consciousness, he began to think about how to restore this dragon body that seemed to have just been born.

The stomach of this dragon is empty, without any food residue, that is to say, there is no energy reserve. It can be said that this dragon is quite miserable.

And there are only various hard rocks around, and there is no special high-energy substance, so Muria's eyes fell on the temporarily useless wings because of the fracture.

So, under the shocked gazes of many dragon hunters, the young dragon they were going to hunt turned around after dodging the attack, forcibly tore off the broken wing at the root of its wing, held it in its mouth, and then chewed it. Crushed and swallowed quickly.

"This dragon is eating itself? This is too cruel!" Seeing the young dragon swallowing its own wings in a few mouthfuls, a dragon hunter wearing bone armor and unable to see his face slowly backed away , his voice was crisp and seemed very young.

"Its wounds are healing, hurry up, continue to attack, don't give it a chance." A voice that could not suppress the shock and a trace of fear sounded.

All the dragon hunters looked at the chest cavity of this creature that was about to explode, which was two circles larger than the four-tusk mammoth. The broken bones began to butt together, and the shattered heart began to regenerate... Then, the roar of guns sounded again.

"It's too slow!" Just relying on the dynamic vision of the young dragon's body, Morea quickly avoided all attacks that might affect his combat power.

"There is no fake move at all, all attacks can be predicted in advance, to this extent..."

Muria just wanted to criticize a few words, but considering that it was a genuine young dragon before his consciousness came to life, it seemed to be being cleaned up after being beaten like this.

Moreover, his consciousness has just awakened, and he hates the "trash" scolded by iron and steel, which seems to have scolded himself, because the consciousness of the young dragon, in the final analysis, is derived from his soul, which can be regarded as It's his split personality.

"Stop shooting, everyone, Dragon Hunter Formation, let's melee it!"

During the nearly one-minute attack, after finding that Muria could not be prevented from recovering from his injuries, the person in charge of leading the dragon hunting operation gave another order.

Then he set an example by removing a few metal tubes from his exoskeleton armor and connecting them together to form a dragon hunting spear. The dragon hunters wearing exoskeleton armor around him followed suit and took out the equipment on the armor. melee weapons.

"Melee with me? Hey, interesting."

After swallowing one wing, Muria turned her head and tore off her other wing, and continued eating. It is also a good choice to eat a temporarily useless body when high-energy substances cannot be supplemented.

"die!"

Blue flames sprayed from the exoskeleton armor, and a dragon slayer with a two-handed sword nearly 1.5 meters high quickly stepped forward, piercing Muria's unhealed heart.

Melee combat with ancient dragons is the lowest form of combat, and it has been abandoned in today's era, but under the current situation, they have no choice.