Comet Dragon, breaking into the gravity field

"Wait! Are you planning to fight with this monster——"

"No matter what, I am Gu Long."

His casual attire disappeared at some point, replaced by a suit of bright silver armor made from dragon scales. The spear wings on his back fitted his body perfectly, poised for attack, yet emitting no trace of dragon aura.

Between the two spear wings, a silver-white dragon spear transformed from a dragon's tail was placed diagonally, its tip flashing with a cold luster.

There is no unnecessary decoration on the body. Judging from the appearance alone, I believe many people will regard it as an emotionless killing machine.

The sound of metal closing rang out in the heat wave, and the bird-like mask completely covered Ritsu Narushe's face, only the unchanging pale blue eyes lit up through the mask.

When he stopped restraining his breath, the tyrant who was about to dig his way away also looked up in his direction.

"Prepare to experience it up close—what a monster is, and what a hunter is."

After giving the katana in his hand to Tateki Shiina for safekeeping, Ritsu Naruse chose to fight with his own spear.

Before the battle began, he took a last look at Shiina Riki.

The eyes are the windows to the soul. Looking into the pair of blue eyes hidden behind the mask, Shiina Riki already understood his intention.

Ritsu Narose doesn't need to worry about being targeted by a ceratopsian.

A proud tyrant would not care about the pests in the fields outside the city, but would vent his anger on the minister who reported that the harvest was poor this year.

At this moment, Ritsu Narushe, who was flaunting in front of it, became the target of the tyrant combat vehicle's charge.

In this wild land, physical strength is more powerful than those unconventional methods, so bold and aggressive moves are often invincible.

But when the "force" and "speed" of a head-on collision meet the combination of "speed" and "skill", the effect it produces will definitely be much worse than before.

No matter how powerful the attack is, it will be meaningless if it misses.

Leaping high, Gu Long's innate strong physique was fully displayed at this moment, and this was another path different from relying on a strong body to be fierce and domineering.

The chariot's charge fell into thin air. The hunter hovering in the air had taken off his weapons and aimed at the gaps between the thick armor from a high altitude.

In an instant, like a meteor falling from the sky, its high-speed trajectory left a visible trail in the air. A silvery-white figure swooped down, precisely piercing the weak spot between the armor plating of the heavily armored vehicle.

But even if the attack hits a weak point, it will not immediately cause injuries that determine the outcome of the battle.

Because this overlord of the wasteland has no fatal weaknesses. Even its abdomen has been honed to a hard shell after years of lurking in the sand.

The sharp tip of the gun glowed, aiming at the stabbing site to cause further damage, and the originally small wound expanded into a wound that could not be ignored.

Finding himself unable to get rid of this annoying bug, a roar that shook the wasteland exploded in front of Ritsu Narushe.

However, every move of the horned dragon could not escape his gaze.

Realizing that the ceratopsian was inhaling air into its belly, Ritsu Narushe jumped back off its back before it could roar.

Stepping on the dark yellow gravel again, under the cloudless sky in the distance, the silver figure was like the center of a painting.

However, tyrants have never had the leisure and elegance to appreciate art.

The tail hammer, which also had two horns, smashed the rocks under the sand surface, and then pushed up a ball of broken stones and threw it towards the figure not far away.

Although the ceratopsian is brutal, it does not mean that it lacks fighting wisdom.

After launching this disruptive attack, it immediately lowered its head and charged, aiming in the direction where the target might dodge.

The heavy legs made every grain of sand tremble. Facing this monster named "Diabolos", Ritsu Narose was not at all panicked.

It leaped into the sky, and a sonic boom like thunder came from the air, and its silver figure fell from the sky like lightning.

This time, he aimed at the private parts of the horned dragon's tail.

The slender spear cannot destroy the monster's body parts as efficiently as the great sword.

Although Ritsu Narose aimed at the most vulnerable part of the thick tail, it only caused the skin to be torn and the wounds that seemed serious but actually further stimulated its ferocity.

Realizing that the creature in front of it was not a stubborn fool like the Sand Dragon, the Ceratopsus finally did not rush to attack.

Breath like steam continuously spewed out of the tyrant's mouth, and the tiny red eyes under the huge horns were staring intently at the strongest man it had ever seen.

106. Mountain Torture

Above the vast wasteland, a frail human figure and a gigantic monster stared at each other from afar.

Anyone standing aside watching this scene would undoubtedly marvel at the thrilling battle. If they were still a spectator who was just looking for fun, they would probably be shouting bloodthirsty slogans like "Kill him!"

Amid the high-pitched roar of the Pterosaur, Shiina Riki, who had temporarily changed his job to become a swordsman, stood next to another anthill.

The transporting ants that used to make her uncomfortable no longer made her want to stay away. Knowing that she was powerless to interfere in this battle, she was recalling the records she had seen in the past.

Perhaps it was because she saw the record written by Attorney Narose that day that she became curious about this creature, and that is why she is standing here now.

This ordinary ceratosaurus, which is described by Ritsu Naruse as an ordinary individual, is so terrifying. The strongest ceratosaurus, [Ao Mo], is probably even more terrifying than ordinary people can imagine.

Likewise, although he knew that Naruse Ritsu was an "ancient dragon" different from ordinary creatures, Shiina Ritsuki had not yet established a sufficiently comprehensive understanding of him.

According to hunters' classification, ancient dragons are the embodiment of natural phenomena and disasters - their existence itself is an exception.

Before she saw the silver-winged evil star soaring in the sky, she would never realize what the three words "Sky Comet Dragon" meant.

But at this moment, she finally has the opportunity to glimpse the truth buried under the peaceful appearance...

……

When the heat wave sweeping across the sand hit the ceratopsian's horns for the third time, it finally took action.

There was no battle cry, and no more head-down charge.

The degenerated forelimbs had adapted their flying function from countless years ago to digging. As sand and gravel were raised, the huge monster dived into the ground.

You can't see it, but the vibration coming from under your feet reminds you of its existence.

Hunters encountering a ceratopsian for the first time would be thrown into disarray by this attack. If they didn't remember the experiences and lessons of their predecessors, they would surely be severely injured—or even killed—by this sudden attack from underground.

In fact, there are traces of the ceratopsians lurking under the sand. The slightly raised sand piles on the sand surface are the marks left by the ceratopsians when they dug the tunnel.

As these traces gradually approached, it indicated that the ceratopsian was approaching.

"boom--"

With a resounding explosion, the earth was once again ripped open, sending up a shower of sand and gravel that fell like hail from the sky. A two-horned chariot, swirling with gusts of air, suddenly burst forth from the ground, intent on sending its target flying.

With the dual blessing of strength and speed, no creature can withstand this attack intact.

but--

“Too straightforward!”

Unlike humans fighting against each other, monsters rely on instinct and experience to fight. Without sufficient lessons, they cannot immediately change their previous fighting style.

Therefore, those special individuals become more difficult to deal with.

If the ceratosaurus that had fought with him were allowed to survive, it would most likely become a leader among the battle-hardened individuals in this energy-rich land of the New World.

If I could experience a few more battles with the hunters, I might have a chance to experience the terrifying fighting power of the Ao Mo.

However, Ritsu Narose always kept his distance from the style that burned his life to reach the level of an ancient dragon, and fought with hatred and rage.

When the last grain of sand it raised fell to the ground, the Desert Tyrant still had not discovered the agile and mobile enemy.

Although it couldn't speak, its searching posture silently revealed that it realized that its attack had failed again.

Suddenly, as if smelling a scent in the air, it raised its tiny scarlet eyes and looked towards the towering anthill on the other side.

High up there with the clear sky as the background, a figure stood there with his head lowered and a spear tilted at his side, standing silently like a weather vane in a calm state, overlooking the monsters that were rampant on the ground.

Although they couldn't see each other's eyes, both parties who were looking at each other from a distance could feel the emotions contained in each other's eyes.

One is as calm as a gurgling stream in the distance, and the other is as violent as the boiling blood flowing through its body at this moment.

The hot wind blowing across the wasteland seemed to be cheering for them. The pterosaurs in the distance were still frightened by this earth-shaking battle, and the torn earth quietly told the story of what was happening here.

The cold fighting spirit and the fanatical atmosphere...

When one is still, one will want to move; the inside and outside will alternate with each other - in this round, Ritsu Narose took the initiative to attack.

He leaped up, and the silver spear in his hand drew a flash in the scorching air and pierced straight into the injured tail of the ceratosaurus.

Instead of dodging, the violent Ceratopsus used its battle-axe-like tail to smash into the enemy that leaped towards it.

However, something unexpected happened.

The spear wings that had been folded behind Mingse Riku finally unfolded, and crimson dragon energy suddenly erupted from behind.

The turbulent airflow caused him to suddenly change his attack angle, just like a fighter jet performing a flight show drawing a beautiful trajectory in the air.

Thanks to her natural physical fitness, Ritsu Narushe can withstand such thrust without losing her sense of direction.

Suddenly, the move changed, and the attack that was originally aimed at the tail wound suddenly turned into a diagonal slash from top to bottom launched from the other side.

Although the weapon in Ritsu Narushe's hand looks like metal, it is actually the same as the Ceratopsus - it uses its tail to attack.

Flesh collided with flesh, and the blade cut through the tail joint, tearing a smooth cutting line.

At this moment, the advantages of small size are clearly visible.

Unable to stop the inertia of its tail, the ceratopsian had to spend more time adjusting its body balance, while the hunter who was fighting with it had already regrouped and used its mobility to launch the next move as swift as a swallow.

His movements could not be seen at all. When the cold light flashed across the space, a roar of pain resounded through the desert.

The almost boiling blood in the horned dragon's body splashed onto the sand, and its tail, shaped like a double-edged battle axe, rotated freely in the air.

Compared to the strong and sturdy back muscles, the tail of most creatures is often the weak point of their body because it is not exercised.

The initial attack on the back was just a provocation, and the wound marked on the back half of the tail was the part where Ritsu Narushe actually attacked.

Cutting off the ceratopsian's tail not only deprived it of its usable weapon and reduced its attack range, but also destroyed its sense of balance, causing it to temporarily lose the ability to turn quickly while sprinting on the ground.

The dragon blood on the gauntlet gradually dried up under the sun, leaving only dark red marks.

The fishy smell of blood mixed with the never-ending hot wind lingered around Mingse Riku's nose through the visor.

Smelling the scent that was gradually fading in his memory, Gu Long, who had been suppressing his desires, felt excited for the first time in a long time.

107. Awakening Desire

The oldest and most universal language in the world is body language.

Opening empty hands proves that there is no hostility, exposing the soft belly shows submission, and baring teeth is usually used as a warning.

These movements have been passed down on earth for tens of millions of years, and every living thing has learned them naturally.

Therefore, Ritsu Narusha and Ceratopsus had previously reached an agreement.

With blood, with violence.

Unfortunately, the horned dragon before him had been completely dominated by its inner desires. Facing this beast that would not and could not flee, Naruse Ritsu could only mutter to himself.

His battle with the ceratopsian was not a whim, nor was it a show of force to win someone's favor like a beast in heat.

There was only one thing he wanted to do.

That is to vent the desires that have been suppressed for a long time, vent all the mixed emotions on this perfect opponent, and then re-examine yourself with a calm mind.

In this wild desert, it is most appropriate to fight an open and honest battle.

After his tail was cut off, the tyrant who dominated the desert was filled with murderous intent, his scarlet eyes were filled with blood, as if he wanted to engrave the powerful enemy in front of him deep in his memory.

It couldn't understand why it, despite being much larger and more powerful, had been reduced to such a desperate struggle. Now, its mind, swamped by frenzied instinct, was preoccupied with only one thing.

Fight, then survive.

Faced with a powerful enemy where all previous offensive methods were useless, this ceratosaurus used a move it had never used before for the first time.

It used its degenerate wings to stir up flying sand to obscure Ritsu Narose's vision; it carried out several consecutive underground attacks to destroy the terrain here, trying to make Ritsu Narose fall into the hole below with it.

However, the wisdom of beasts cannot be compared with higher intellects.

After all these useless attacks failed, several extremely tricky scars appeared on its body surface.

Rising water vapor on its body surface - the high temperature inside the ceratopsian is enough to evaporate the water in its body, and this is the most significant feature of the Ao Mo.

However, this horned dinosaur is not a demon.

After entering this state, even if the ceratopsian survives, its strong body will probably suffer irreparable damage.

Both parties, who were unable to communicate, understood that this was the final round.

Ritsu Narose's eyesight was good enough for him to see the faint red lines appearing on the surface of the ceratosaurus - that was the result of swollen blood vessels all over its body.