Chapter 489 Silver Edge

The dark and low sky, the sweeping wind, the red lightning winding across the horizon.

The humid air inhaled through the mouth and nose was as heavy as mercury, and the hunters felt as if they had come to another world.

The warm raindrops fell on his body, and Gordon smelled a strange burnt smell. Looking down, he saw countless arcs flashing and jumping on the surface of the Tyrannosaurus Rex's armor.

These fine red arcs penetrated the armor, and the strange pain and numbness similar to electric shocks, but different, continued to stimulate the skin.

The inscriptions on the sword of the epitaph in his hand also kept flashing rainbow light.

Is this dragon attribute energy?

Dragon attribute energy that is integrated into the sky, the clouds, and even into every gust of wind and every drop of rain?

Is this the true power of Lanlong?

Faced with this doomsday scene, even Hilda, who has dealt with many ancient dragons for half her life, couldn't help but lose her mind for a moment.

The dark dragon suspended in the air opened its mouth, and without any accumulation of power, a jet of black torrent mixed with red arcs shot out, sweeping towards the hunters.

"Dodge!" Hilda shouted.

The torrent containing high concentrations of dragon attribute energy swept across the platform, and the solid stone peak made of a whole piece of granite at the edge of the platform was swept off.

Compared with the previous silver torrent, the power of this breath was not only increased several times, but the range of the aftermath was also much larger.

The hunters dodged with all their strength.

No one was hit directly by the breath, but under the impact of the spreading dragon attribute energy, they were all injured, either lightly or seriously.

Gordon was the most seriously injured.

The dragon attribute resistance of the Tyrannosaurus Rex armor was extremely low, and the energy aftermath penetrated the armor protection almost without hindrance and penetrated deep into his body.

The skin, muscles, bones and even internal organs were all burning as if they were burned by a raging fire.

Blood continued to seep out of his mouth and nose, dripping onto the ground through the gaps in his mask and mixing with the muddy water.

With heavy gasps, Gordon supported his body with his greatsword, struggled to stand up, and looked up at the pitch-black dragon that almost merged with the sky.

In this state, Lanlong was not an opponent that the three of them could repel.

The hunters knew this in their hearts, but they still gritted their teeth and raised their weapons again.

Lanlong looked down at the hunters from a high place, and his overflowing anger turned into golden red light, shining in his eyes.

"Roar, owl, owl!" After another round of roars, Lanlong raised his body.

A round water ball appeared in front of it and expanded rapidly. In the blink of an eye, it expanded to a diameter of nearly ten meters.

That was not just water.

The black light and red electricity that kept surging in the center of the water ball proved that it compressed and sealed extremely terrifying dragon-attribute energy.

"Retreat!!!"

Gordon tried to squeeze out the little remaining strength in his muscles and retreated at full speed.

Everyone realized without his reminder that the power of this attack would be beyond imagination.

The huge water ball fell slowly, and suddenly burst at the moment of contact with the ground.

"Boom!"

The surging water waves spread around like a tsunami.

The hunters struggled to stabilize their bodies in the nearly waist-deep water waves. A large amount of clear water fell along the cliff at the edge of the platform. This wave of water only lasted for a few short seconds before it disappeared.

The hunters who were ready for death were stunned.

It was true that the impact of the water ball at the moment of explosion blasted a deep pit on the ground in the center of the platform.

But the power and range of this attack were far below their expectations.

That's it?

However, the next second, the hunters realized how wrong they were.

The huge water ball and the water waves that disappeared in an instant were just precursors to the attack, like the flames on the fuse of a bomb barrel.

The water flow dispersed, but the high concentration of dragon energy contained in it was left behind, and in a way that humans could not understand, it caused the strong wind and thunder in the sky.

"Boom boom boom!"

The violent airflow swept the seemingly endless dragon energy, forming several huge tornadoes that penetrated the sky and earth, rampaging.

The earth was breaking apart, and the mountains were collapsing.

The hunters had nowhere to hide.

Then there was no need to hide anymore. Gordon's tense mood suddenly relaxed. He looked directly at the dark dragon in the sky and clenched the sword in his hand.

"Bang!"

At this moment, a dull explosion suddenly came from the distant mountains.

Lanlong, who was hovering in the air like an evil god and ruthlessly overlooking everything, suddenly turned his head and looked into the distance.

In recent years, the sense of depression that has always been like a mountain, weighing on its heart, dissipated completely at the same time as the explosion sounded.

At this moment, it was like it had suddenly unloaded a heavy burden. Both its body and spirit became lighter and more relaxed than ever before.

It couldn't help but turn to look at the hunter in front of it.

In its eyes emitting golden red light, there was no longer only cold killing intent and boundless anger.

Instead, there was a hint of inquiry.

Gordon, who was looking at it, suddenly realized something. He tentatively lowered his sword and inserted the tip of the sword into the ground.

Lanlong continued to stare at him, and the tornado that swept around stopped moving.

Seeing this, Gordon simply lifted his visor, looked at each other again for two seconds, and lowered his head slightly.

Lanlong turned his head to look at Anshil and Hilda.

The two people who understood also put away their weapons and bowed gently to Lanlong.

The world seemed to have fallen into silence, with only the whistling wind still there.

"Li——."

The Lanlong suddenly raised its neck and let out a long and clear cry, and its dark body gradually returned to whiteness like clouds after a rainstorm.

The red tornado that was powerful enough to destroy the mountain also quickly subsided and dissipated after this long cry.

Finally, after taking a deep look at the hunters, the Lanlong swung its body and soared into the sky. In the long cry, it disappeared among the thick clouds covering the sky.

Gordon loosened the hilt of the sword that supported his body and lay heavily on the ground full of gullies and cracks, and full of mud and water.

"Praise Hayata Pork Chop, um, and Xianglan, is it finally over?" Gordon stretched out his limbs and looked up at the sky.

The black clouds, the strong wind, and the red thunder were all gone, and the scene like the end of the world seemed to be just his illusion.

The wind stopped and the rain stopped.

The dark clouds covering the earth melted like thin snow under the sun, and the edge of the dark clouds was a layer of silver-like brilliance, so dazzling.

Silver edge?

Gordon tried to look up and looked towards the east, the direction of the horizon.

"So the sun has risen." Gordon muttered to himself, "It has been so dark, I thought it was still early for dawn."

He slowly turned his neck and looked at the sky again, "Ah, it's so bright, the light at the edge of the dark clouds, is it so bright?"

"What are you mumbling about." A face suddenly broke into the sight, blocking most of the sky, it was Anxier.

"How is it, can you still stand up?"

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!" Gordon waved his hand impatiently.

Anxier felt a little puzzled, but still stepped back a few steps.

The blue sky in the morning after the rain occupied his entire field of vision again, but the dark clouds had dissipated, and the silver edge reflecting the sunlight naturally disappeared.

Gordon sat up and looked at Ansil.

"What do you think about calling our team 'Silver Lining'?"

Ps. I learned the term silver lining when I was a kid watching Stuart Little.

It means the silver light at the edge of the dark clouds, representing hope in adversity. It's been almost 20 years, and I still remember it. I'll use it as the team name here. It's time to come up with a team name 0v0

As for the question of Lanlong "easily" letting the protagonist and others go

How to say it, the ancient dragon is not an ordinary beast after all. Holding grudges is one thing,