Chapter 1203 Talking to Oneself

After avoiding the attack, Platinum Hikari Dragon took another step.

Gordon quickly jumped to the side to avoid being crushed into a pulp by a foot.

He turned over as quickly as possible and stared at Hikari Dragon who was walking behind him.

Even though Platinum did not show the desire to chase, Gordon still did not dare to let down his guard.

The previous attack failed and he began to reflect on himself.

In the past few months, he had not fought well. Even after entering the Golden Country, the mission was mainly investigation and exploration.

The uninterrupted daily training kept the physical condition in good condition, but the spirit and thinking inevitably became lax and dull.

He actually put the hope of a successful attack on the seemingly rigid behavior pattern of the monster.

Just now, Platinum Hikari Dragon had not only stopped to avoid the attack, but also breathed on himself who was blocking the road and stupidly accumulating strength.

I didn't say that I would definitely not be able to dodge, but there was a high probability that I would be injured.

It was really... too ugly.

Gordon took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, and his relaxed spirit became tense.

"It's not as dull as it looks." After reminding his companions in a low voice, Gordon charged again and chased the slowly receding Xuanhuilong.

Coming to the side of the front foot of the Platinum Xuanhuilong, the moment the foot landed, Gordon drew his sword and slashed down with the greatsword.

With the help of the dragon energy engine, even if it was just the most ordinary vertical slash, it still showed a good power.

Perhaps to facilitate walking, there was very little gold covering the surface of Xuanhuilong's front claws. This sword successfully broke the scales of the claws and cut a bloody wound.

Although the size of this wound was only a scratch for the fifty-meter-class Platinum Xuanhuilong,

it still made its movements pause slightly.

Gordon seized this opportunity and slid sideways to adjust the angle.

While carrying the greatsword and starting to charge, he activated the left arm projector and entered the true charging state in the blink of an eye with the impact of the enhanced shooting.

Sensing something was wrong, Xuan Hui Long tried to move his body to dodge, but Gordon, who was prepared, did not dwell on maximizing the power of the attack.

Before Xuan Hui Long could move, he released the True Power Slash that was not fully charged.

This would significantly reduce the power of the slash, but no matter how strong the attack was, it would be meaningless if it could not hit the target.

Just like the sword that just chopped on the ground.

Moreover, the power of this sword was definitely not light.

The strange power that had further increased after the battle a few months ago, and the extraordinary power increase of the [Crazy Pattern] armor.

This sword might be a little stronger than his previous fully charged True Power Slash.

"Tear——"

That was the sound of scales and flesh being torn apart.

The [Red Wing] sword, which was surrounded by dragon aura, swept across the side of the platinum Xuan Hui Long's chest, tearing a nearly one-meter-long blade.

The sticky blood of the ancient dragon splashed on the armor of [Crazy Mark] as the greatsword was swung. Before it could flow down, it was absorbed in the blink of an eye like a drop of water falling on a dry sponge.

A familiar roar sounded in my mind.

Drinking the blood of the ancient dragon, [Crazy Mark] was like a dragon that had awakened, turning red and hot, and the increase in strength was also increased to an incredible degree.

A voice kept urging him.

Attack! Fight! It craves blood and craves to devour more flesh and blood.

"Squeak -"

Hot air was exhaled between the teeth, and two red lights were revealed under the mask, and the terrifying momentum burst out.

At this moment, not only the Platinum Brilliant Dragon, but also Ansir and his men and Pig Chop could not help but look over.

Gordon muttered to himself in a voice that only he could hear, "It's not like you didn't see blood a few days ago. You don't want the blood of the strange-faced people, but you are excited about the blood of the ancient dragon?"

"Shut up! You killed all the living ones, and now you dare to argue with me?"

Suppressing the killing desire that was more violent than the angry Tyrannosaurus, the red light in his eyes disappeared.

The amazing momentum still surrounded him, but there was no previous madness.

The Platinum Xuanhui Dragon, which had always held its head and chest high and walked forward fearlessly, stopped moving forward and turned around.

In its perspective, the creature in front of it changed.

It was no longer those annoying "large strange-faced people" who were always difficult to pose a real threat to them, but another terrifying ancient dragon that was really enough to endanger its life.

The Platinum Xuanhui Dragon lowered its body and let out a demonstrative roar.

"Finally stopped? It's so annoying to keep chasing." Gordon twisted his neck and strode towards Xuanhui Dragon who was staring at him cautiously.

"Hey! Are you still awake?" Ansir, who felt something was wrong, asked in a loud voice.

"Don't worry!" Gordon's pace gradually quickened, and finally turned into a full-speed charge, "Anyway, we can just hold this guy here, right!"

Ansir frowned.

It is impossible to hunt down an ancient dragon with a temperament like the Destroyer Dragon and make it into equipment without affecting the user.

Fortunately, after getting the Tyrannosaurus Rex and the Furious Tyrannosaurus Rex, Gordon has become very accustomed to this kind of influence and is confident that he can suppress it.

But becoming more aggressive in battle is inevitable.

This is also one of the main reasons why he is very cautious in changing equipment. Unlike the swordsman who is fine if he gets excited occasionally, the shooter must always stay calm.

At least that's what he thinks.

"I hope it won't be too much."

While Anxiel was struggling, Gordon was about to approach Xuanhuilong.

Xuanhuilong, who was serious, was no longer as casual as before.

Its chest radiated a red light that symbolized high fever, and when it opened its mouth, a heat breath was exhaled, accompanied by scattered sparks.

With the unique Bushido style of back jump, he dodged the sweep of the heat breath.

The high temperature radiated by the heat breath burned his back, but he didn't care and continued to rush forward with the big sword.

Xuanhuilong seemed to have not expected that Gordon would rush over with the breath, and he was unable to react in time, and was severely slashed in the chest by the upper slash of the drag sword with the force of the charge.

Blood spurted out again, dyeing the red and black armor red, and was quickly absorbed.

The blood of the ancient dragon seeped into the gaps in the armor and dripped on Gordon.

He felt like he had drunk a bottle of recovery medicine, and the burn on his back was no longer painful, and the wound healed quickly under the effect of the blood.

After completing the attack, Gordon immediately adjusted his sword, raised his greatsword, and entered a smooth posture.

The Platinum Xuanhui Dragon, which was hit hard, roared in pain, waved its front claws, and slapped the hunter.

The claw attack that could beat ordinary hunters into meat patties was resisted by Gordon, and he roared and slashed the greatsword.

On the back of the [Red Wing] greatsword, the scorching dragon flames spurted out like a blade of light, and under the huge thrust, the speed of the real power slash was raised to a higher level.

The red sword light flashed across Xuanhui Dragon's chest in almost a flash.

Blood mixed with scales and muscle fragments gushed out again and sprinkled on Gordon.

Due to the inevitable muscle contusions and strains caused by the giant ancient dragon claw attack, they were also healed in the moment of bloodbath.

Gordon couldn't help but let out a wild laugh and continued to swing the sword to launch a strong attack.

Seeing Platinum Xuanhuilong being chopped by Gordon alone and almost completely suppressed, Gene, who was about to rush forward with his sledgehammer, stopped.

He turned around and asked Feng Ying with a dry laugh, "Why do I feel that your master is enough? Can we retreat?"

"Retreat!" Feng Ying, who was obviously emotional, inserted her sword into the shield and rushed to Xuanhuilong's side with a howl.

"Remove the damn thing!"