Chapter 1071: Burnt Nergigante

The Nergigante is very irritable.

After less than two seconds of confrontation, it roared and attacked again.

Facing the violent attack of the Nergigante, the Molten Dragon responded somewhat passively. Its movements were slow, and it could not avoid the sharp teeth and claws of the Nergigante, and its counterattacks were repeatedly dodged by the Nergigante.

It could only lower its head and use its hard chin to protect its relatively fragile throat to ensure that the vital parts would not be attacked by the Nergigante.

Then, it continued to dig forward on its own.

Like a sloth harassed by a squirrel, it was helpless, but it didn't matter, and maintained its slow pace.

The Nergigante, who was thrown away by the Molten Dragon, rushed up again with a wild howl, pounced on the top of the Molten Dragon, and waved its claws to strike continuously.

The thorns that were broken in the previous attack were regenerated and hardened in less than a minute. With its full-strength palm strike, the black thorns flew out.

However, these black thorns, which were invincible against opponents of the same size or even several times their size, had no effect on the Molten Mountain Dragon.

Most of the thorns were directly bounced off by the hard rock layer, and only a few penetrated into it, but that was all. A half-meter or one-meter penetration was just a scratch on the Molten Mountain Dragon.

Gordon, who was watching the battle from afar with a telescope, felt a little pain in his teeth.

The problem encountered by the Nergigante was the same as theirs at the beginning. He couldn't find the weakness of the Molten Mountain Dragon and had no way to start.

He wanted to run over and tell the Nergigante to attack those heat dissipation organs.

But this was just a thought. The IQ of the Nergigante was not low, but it didn't understand human language, let alone systematic biological knowledge.

It could only repeat meaningless harassment.

After several rounds of attacks, the slow-tempered Molten Mountain Dragon did not seem anxious, and continued to slowly dig the mountain in front of it. Instead, the Nergigante, as the attacker, could not help it.

It always appeared as a predator in front of various monsters, even ancient dragons, and could not accept this kind of "ignorance".

In addition, the Molten Mountain Dragon had basically given up counterattacks, and its attack behavior began to become more bold and radical.

It flew back a distance of about 100 meters, then flapped its wings with all its strength to accelerate, and rushed towards the Molten Mountain Dragon's cave-like mouth.

The mouth is the vital point of almost all creatures. No matter how big the monster is or how thick the shell is, the mouth is always relatively vulnerable.

The giant whales in the ocean are difficult to kill, but there will also be smaller predators that hunt them by repeatedly hitting, biting the giant whale's mouth, and swallowing its tongue.

The Exterminating Dragon seemed to have similar plans.

Facing the Exterminating Dragon that pounced in front of it again, the Molten Mountain Dragon did not react to what it was going to do. It continued to lower its head and did not close its mouth in time, resulting in half of its body being squeezed into the Exterminating Dragon.

It shook its head and tried to shake off the Exterminating Dragon, but the Exterminating Dragon used its thorns and claws to fix itself tightly, and it could not get rid of it at all.

Then, it tried to bite its huge mouth again.

The bite force of the Molten Mountain Dragon, which feeds on explosive minerals, is not weak, but perhaps because the Exterminating Dragon is strong enough, or because it is too old and weak, the Molten Mountain Dragon is also unable to bite the Exterminating Dragon to pieces, and thus close its mouth.

The scene fell into a stalemate again.

"F***!" Alva was so excited that he almost pouts. While shouting incomprehensible interjections, he opened the drawing paper and quickly recorded the scene in front of him.

Whether the Exterminating Dragon drills into the Molten Mountain Dragon's mouth and crushes its mouth, or the Molten Mountain Dragon bites its huge mouth and bites the Exterminating Dragon to pieces, as long as he faithfully records everything that happens next, it will definitely shock the academic world.

Gordon began to cheer for the Molten Mountain Dragon in turn.

He felt a little bit nervous, and always felt that if the Molten Mountain Dragon was really hunted by the Exterminating Dragon, the latter might evolve into a more terrifying form.

The Exterminating Dragon continued to squeeze desperately into the Molten Mountain Dragon's mouth.

Although the latter's mouth wall was also covered with hard skin, at least it was no longer covered with thick rock shells. In front of its sharp claws, it was quickly torn into a bloody mess.

The Molten Mountain Dragon was also completely enraged.

It raised its body, and the cracks in its rock shells emitted a red light from the inside to the outside, which symbolized high heat.

Then, under the stunned gaze of the hunter and the scribe, a stream of scorching magma gushed out of its mouth.

The first to suffer was the Nergigante that was in its mouth. The high temperature and high pressure formed in the semi-closed mouth swept over the whole body of the Nergigante.

Even the black thorns as hard as steel could not withstand this high temperature. They quickly charred and became brittle under the scorching of the magma.

But this saved its life.

The sharp barbs of the Nergigante stuck it firmly in the mouth of the Molten Mountain Dragon. The Molten Mountain Dragon could not get rid of it, and it could not retreat for a while.

If it weren't for the fact that these barbs could no longer maintain their strength under high temperatures and quickly became brittle and shattered, it would have been stuck in the mouth of the Molten Mountain Dragon and burned to death by the magma.

After a few seconds of hellish torture, the Exterminating Dragon was finally spit out by the Molten Mountain Dragon along with the magma.

It fell to the ground and no longer looked as majestic as before.

The thorns all over its body, the thick wing membranes like shields, and the tough scales that were difficult to be injured by swords and knives were all charred and cracked under the scorching of the magma. The wounds were severely burned and even blood could not flow out.

The head, chest and forelimbs that were deepest in the throat of the Molten Mountain Dragon were the first to be hit and suffered the most serious injuries.

The black and white horn on the left was burned and shattered, but the black horn on the right that had been cut off was still intact.

The head, chest and front paws were in a mess, with completely charred scales falling off, revealing almost half-cooked dark red flesh and even bones.

Such injuries would be absolutely fatal to other monsters. Even if they were strong and didn't die on the spot, they would still be infected and inflamed.

But for the extremely regenerative and amazing vitality of the Nergigante, there was still a chance to survive.

It tried to raise its head and look at the Molten Mountain Dragon that was looking down. Its only remaining right eye was full of unwillingness, fear and cruelty.

The Molten Mountain Dragon, whose thinking was simple and rigid, did not have any idea of ​​"eliminating future troubles". It had even regained its composure, looked away and continued to move forward.

If the Nergigante left, it would not care. If the Nergigante stayed where it was, it would not stop, but would only raise its foot and step over.

The seriously injured and dying Nergigante panted, spread its charred and broken wings, and waved them hard. Finally, it took off with difficulty before the Molten Mountain Dragon ran over.

It staggered away and finally disappeared under the northern sky.

Without even looking at it again, the Molten Mountain Dragon returned to its original pace and dug slowly.

Putting down the almost smoothed charcoal pencil in his hand, Alva breathed a sigh of relief.

He finally recorded the last scene of the battle in full, with a satisfied smile of "no regrets in this life" on his face, and the whole person seemed to be sublimated.

Then, he jumped up as if he had been electrocuted, and frantically shook off the transport ants all over his body.

"Rumble!"

The last loud sound of mountain collapse came from afar.

The mountain barrier that had stood on this land for countless years was forcibly pushed open.

Carrying the volcano dragon on its back, it took heavy steps and stepped into the huge canyon that separated the north and south of the new continent.

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