Chapter 526 It’s My Turn Now!

This series of attacks by the giant beast made Gordon and his friends' fear of it rise to several levels.

This guy is obviously not a big fool with nothing but a big body. Moreover, most creatures that are big enough are not easy to mess with.

Just like the mountain dragon Lingshanlong in the sand sea, there is no need to attack deliberately, and every move is a natural disaster.

However, after performing several powerful moves in a row, the giant beast was also a little tired.

Hunter and Elu took the opportunity to approach.

While running, Gordon whispered a reminder, "Be careful, and deal with it first."

He said this to Pork Chop and to himself, "We will approach from two directions. If I'm in front, you go to the back, and if I'm on the left, you go to the right.

Pay attention to self-protection, Pork Chop, try to make more noise to distract its attention. In its eyes, there is probably no difference in our size. Let it think that both of us are the main attacking forces."

"I understand, meow!" Pork Chop ran wildly on all fours and began to accelerate.

On the snow, Elu's speed was much faster than that of the heavily armored hunter.

It rushed to the giant beast, jumped and climbed up one of its tusks, and then rushed up.

The giant beast shook its head when it noticed something climbing up its tusks, and Pork Chop used its claws to firmly grasp the rough surface of the tusks. The giant beast was very unhappy and increased the force of shaking its head. Pork Chop couldn't hold on and was thrown out.

But it didn't give up. It adjusted its movements in mid-air and hit the giant beast in the face with a dye ball.

Using the dye ball as a provocative prop was a trick learned from Gordon.

The pungent smell of the dye fruit angered the giant beast. It roared and its small eyes locked onto Pork Chop in front of it.

Gordon took the opportunity to rush behind the giant beast. His target of attack was very clear - the hind legs, the hind legs from beginning to end!

Given the size and healing ability of the behemoth, once the attack parts are scattered, the wounds are not deep enough, and the bleeding will stop quickly, and it will not be able to really hurt it.

Only by focusing on one place and continuously attacking can the wound be continuously expanded, aggravating blood loss and depleting the former's physical strength.

The Great Sword is very suitable for this situation. Unlike the traditional sword blade like the epitaph, the attack is smoother, but it can only cause smooth cuts.

The claw blade of the Great Sword can tear flesh and blood, and the torn wounds will be severely turned outward and difficult to heal.

Gordon came to the hind legs of the behemoth and swung the blade horizontally.

This kind of attack is not powerful enough, but it is flexible. It will not be like the previous real power slash, which will encounter some problems when it is halfway through preparation and can only be forced to give up.

Moreover, this level of attack is not so easy to grab the attention of the behemoth. He hopes to take this opportunity to accumulate "courage".

Gordon and Pork Chop circled around the behemoth. This tactic is quite effective. Not long after, the behemoth had several new knife wounds on its hind legs.

"Roar!"

The beast finally became impatient with the attack from behind. It first swung its long nose and fangs horizontally to force back the pork chop that was harassing it from the front, and then stomped on its four legs as thick as giant trees.

This method is much smarter than circling around the hunter. With its extraordinary weight and amazing strength, the ground around the beast seemed to have an earthquake and shook violently.

Gordon realized the danger and retreated with all his strength, but the vibration of the ground made his steps unstable. Before he could retreat far enough, the beast's attack had already hit.

The heavy and curved fangs swept across several meters in front of the hunter, but the flexible long nose brought him into the attack range.

Gordon finally took a big step back, then immediately squatted down and held the big sword diagonally in front of him.

Defensive posture!

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, Gordon was hit and slid back a distance. Although he was only swept by the tip of the nose, his defensive posture was almost broken.

Gordon endured the pain and numbness in his arms and jumped up, chasing after the long nose that swept past.

From previous fighting experience, Gordon knew that the giant beast might swing its nose several times, but because the carapace and fangs on its head were very heavy, there would be a short interval between attacks.

It was the same as swinging a fist with all your strength, and after it missed, it would take some time to retract the fist.

Before the giant beast had time to turn its head, it would reveal a slight flaw when it swung its long nose back.

Gordon was ready to seize this flaw.

Now!

Facing the long nose that was about to be pulled back, Gordon immediately swung down the sword.

The ferocious claw blade once again tore open the wound on the tip of the giant beast's nose, and the flexible, powerful but very sensitive long nose twitched reflexively.

The attack was interrupted!

Gordon could clearly feel that the fire of courage in his body was like a handful of gunpowder sprinkled into it, and it burned "Teng".

This sword was not heavy. Without charging, its power was very ordinary, but the courage accumulated was far beyond what he could have achieved by chopping the beast's hind legs ten times before.

"The manifestation of spirit and will?" Gordon had a better understanding.

The accumulation of courage does not rely on the power of the attack or the number of times, but on the heroic will to face the difficulties when attacking!

The beast howled in pain and raised its long nose high.

Facing the upcoming attack, Gordon stabilized his center of gravity, raised his sword, and showed courage.

Face fear and respond calmly.

The beast's long nose slashed down with the sound of wind. He knew very well that if this blow landed on him, it would be enough to smash him.

At the critical moment, Gordon swung his sword horizontally, used the force to turn sideways and slide, narrowly avoiding the fatal blow.

Then, he turned around and carried the sword without even stopping his steps, and entered the charging posture.

Under the stimulation of pain, the giant beast's attack was unreserved, and the sickle-shaped bone teeth at the bottom of the nose were deeply embedded in the ice and snow, and could not be pulled out for a while.

Seeing this, Gordon immediately changed his charging posture and entered the real charging posture in a blink of an eye.

One section, two sections, three sections!

Before the giant beast pulled up its long nose, the real charging slash that had accumulated to the limit was successfully released, cutting through the hair and hard skin, and causing another hideous laceration on the giant beast's long nose.

"Roar rumble rumble——!"

The roar of the giant beast pushed Gordon back several meters.

Gordon maintained his balance and carefully felt the burning sensation in his body like a blazing flame.

There was a bright blue light flashing in his eyes - the accumulation of courage has been completed.

No!

At this time, the courage is still just "fire", and it has not entered the stable "courage state" before.

What is missing? How can we refine courage and complete this last step of "qualitative change"?

In addition to the will to move forward courageously, what helped me break through the life-and-death crisis again and again?

It is the spirit of concentration and calmness.

"Hu——."

Gordon exhaled lightly, and the surging flames in his body and the bright light in his eyes calmed down instantly.

The extraordinary sense of concentration, the complete control of the body, emotions, and every bit of fighting spirit - that feeling is back.

"Courage is 'fire', concentration and calmness are 'furnace'? I understand."

Gordon put away his knife, carried the greatsword on his back and rushed forward at full speed, but his palm never left the hilt of the greatsword.

"Next, it's my turn."

P.S. In the game, the courage gauge accumulated by turning three times is the largest. It's a bit strange to describe it like this in "reality", so it's modified here to be more on the level of subjective will.