Chapter 1418 Do You Desire Power?

Feng Ying put on a villain's face, and walked towards the Hazak with a smile, not caring that she was wearing a filter mask, and the other party could not see her distorted expression.

Regardless of whether it saw it or not, the Hazak could not understand human language. When it saw the hunter walking towards it, its first reaction was that the latter had the intention to attack.

So it opened its mouth and exhaled a burst of miasma, which was sprayed towards Feng Ying.

The power of the Hazak's breath was very ordinary.

The broken and leaky throat and mouth determined that it could not provide enough pressure for the miasma.

Not to mention that it could compress the most ordinary air into a wind cannon that could split mountains and rocks like the steel dragon, the power of its breath was not even comparable to that of crustacean monsters such as the Daimyo Shield Crab.

Because there was no need.

The only purpose of the Hazak's breath was to "blow" those special miasma onto the opponent.

There was no need to cause any harm to them. Everything that followed was left to those highly aggressive microorganisms.

Even the Claw Dragon, which has adapted to the miasma environment and survives and reproduces in the miasma zone, dares not touch these blue-white miasma.

In the pursuit of the past few days, more than one of its kind has been corroded by the special miasma, bitten into a dry corpse, and turned into nutrients for the Corpse Hazal.

But for Feng Ying, who wore the anti-miasma stone, this breath really became a foul breath.

She raised her shield and blocked the miasma column head-on, and she didn't even take a step back.

The blue-white miasma that diffused and entangled her body completely lost its activity under the protection of the anti-miasma stone before it could penetrate her skin.

After confirming again that the anti-miasma stone restrained the Corpse Hazal, Feng Ying felt relieved, accelerated her feet, and rushed towards the Corpse Hazal.

Unable to understand why the miasma had no effect, the Hazak Dragon could only return to its most primitive way, opening its strangely shaped mouth with dense sharp teeth and biting at the hunter.

Facing the Hazak Dragon's attack, Feng Ying kept moving, inserting her sword into her shield, and using the transformed shield axe to meet the stinking dragon's mouth full of rotten meat strips.

"Zi--"

The sharp teeth that looked like rotten bones drew sparks on the shield.

Feng Ying's momentum was stopped, and she took a half step back with a small jump, relieving the force while stabilizing her center of gravity.

The Hazak Dragon's head was also knocked open by the shield axe, and the two were evenly matched.

Feng Ying did not launch further attacks immediately, but she did not forget that the purpose of her mission this time was not to defeat or repel the Hazak Dragon, but to give it warmth.

Her eyes quickly swept over the Hazak Dragon, judging where it was more suitable to inoculate the strain.

Hmm, this guy has a lot of wounds on his body, it seems that I don't have to bother to cut it?

The wound on the side rib is very pleasing to the eye. The ribs are exposed. If the strain is stuffed in, it should be able to attach firmly?

Just as he was thinking, a group of scorpions that were watching the situation from a distance suddenly approached and surrounded him.

The appearance of the hunter distracted the attention of the corpse dragon. They may think this is a good opportunity.

"giyuaaa!"

The corpse dragon screamed furiously, and the blue-white miasma surged all over its body.

What happened during this period of time? Why does it seem that anyone can bully it? !

Just when it was about to release miasma in a large area and let these annoying guys know how powerful it is.

Feng Ying suddenly turned around, waving the giant axe that had completed the form switch, and swung the axe on the top of a scorpion dragon that was rushing towards him.

When dealing with relatively small monsters such as scorpions, the attack effect of heavy weapons is incomparable to that of double-bladed hand swords.

The scorpion dragon, which did not expect the hunter to turn to attack itself, was knocked to the ground by a big blow.

The movements of the other several dromaeosaurids also paused.

Even the furious Corpse Hazak was stunned for a moment, but it reacted quickly.

It opened its mouth and exhaled a miasma, spraying it towards the unlucky dromaeosaurid.

The dromaeosaurid, which had no time to get up, had no way to dodge and was sprayed by the miasma.

The thick bluish-white miasma did not need the dromaeosaurid to inhale. It was like it had consciousness, actively wrapped around its body and poured into its mouth and nose.

"Roar——"

A miserable howl that made people's scalps numb came from the mouth of the dromaeosaurid.

In just a few breaths, it fell down weakly.

Its eyes turned white like a cooked fish, and its originally plump and strong muscles shrank visibly with the naked eye. The bright red hard skin also lost its luster in this very short time, like a dried corpse that had died many years ago.

The miasma, which was much stronger than before, was extracted from the corpse of the Claw Dragon, and merged back into its body with another scream of the Corpse Dragon.

"giuyaaa!!!"

"Good cooperation." Feng Ying laughed, waving the giant axe, and rushed towards another Claw Dragon.

The Claw Dragon quickly jumped back to avoid the falling giant axe.

Seeing the Claw Dragon's agility, Feng Ying dismantled the giant axe without hesitation, returned to the more flexible sword and shield mode, and entangled with it relentlessly.

The Claw Dragon was caught in a dilemma and couldn't get rid of it.

At this moment, another miasma breath came, covering the hunter and the Claw Dragon together.

When the miasma dissipated, there was another dried corpse on the ground.

Feng Ying was still alive and well, and she quickly aimed at the next target without any injury.

The remaining Claw Dragons inevitably became agitated, and they fled in all directions amid the chaotic howling.

Having been seriously injured in the battle for territory with the Tyrannosaurus Rex, the Lord of Miasma, who was not originally agile, became even slower, which gave the group of Claw Dragons an opportunity to take advantage of it.

But now, this strange bipedal creature that came in has inexplicably become the bodyguard of the Hazak Dragon.

Once a Claw Dragon is entangled and fails to escape the miasma of the Hazak Dragon, it will be devoured in a very short time and turned into a dried corpse.

The group of Claw Dragons cannot bear such risks and losses. For them, giving up the hunt is the only option.

The departure of the group of Claw Dragons calmed the Hazak Dragon a little. Covered with rotten flesh, it is difficult to determine whether the dark yellow dragon pupils still have vision, staring at the only hunter left.

Exploration, doubt, uneasiness

From that look, Feng Ying felt quite complicated emotions.

She lowered the sword and shield in her hands to show that she had no hostility.

But he didn't really put away his weapon, lest the Hazak suddenly jumped up and attacked.

Fortunately, the Hazak didn't behave as violently as before.

Maybe it was because of its own serious injuries? Or maybe it was because the hunter was not affected by the miasma, which made it feel afraid.

The Hazak tilted its head and confronted the hunter.

"Even a little cute? What the hell am I thinking." Feng Ying muttered.

In fact, she didn't know what to do now.

The original plan was to find a way to implant those strains in the battle, but now it was disrupted by the Claw Dragons.

It seems that the conflict can be avoided?

The two sides looked at each other for a few seconds.

After confirming that the hunter had no intention of further attacking, the Hazak was about to turn around and leave, Feng Ying suddenly raised her hand and shouted, "Wait!"

Perhaps it was frightened by Feng Ying's shout, and the blue-white miasma surrounding the Hazak was boiling.

The sharp teeth covered with rotten meat opened, and the dim eyes stared at the hunter again.

Feng Ying placed the sword at her feet, reached out and took out a bottle of strain samples from the backpack behind her, took a deep breath, held her breath, and uncorked the bottle.

"Do you crave power?"