This thought flashed through the mind of Viscount Grant, who had been in mid-air and was suppressing the crocodile dragon from a high position. He immediately held the sword in both hands, and a large amount of steam spewed out from the opening and closing of the etheric arm armor, and the furnace core on his back was supercharged and emitted.
A low hum.
As a large amount of steam gathered, a white high-pressure water jet formed on the crystal sword. It was several meters long and vibrated rapidly.
Accompanied by the roar that tore through the air, the Viscount swung his sword, and the water blade shot straight towards the flank on the other side of the crocodile dragon. As the fleeting water blade split the rain curtain, the water between the two flew.
Building fragments and wooden blocks all burst into pieces.
Scoff! It was like the sound of an iron blade tearing leather, but a hundred times louder. A huge sword mark was suddenly pulled across the body of the crocodile dragon, and a wave of orange-red blood exploded. The crocodile dragon was already shaking in its original form.
It let out a painful and sharp roar again, and the connection between its left foot and its body was exposed in a dark white color, and it was struck by another serious injury that was deep enough to see the bones!
"Okay, win!"
Exultation surged into his heart. Viscount Grant already knew that the outcome of the battle was decided at this moment, so even if he saw the crocodile dragon flicking its tail furiously, overloading its etheric weapons and shooting him horizontally, unable to move quickly for the time being, he would still
Instead of panicking, he laughed loudly and was swatted away by his tail, crashing into the street in the distance.
"Failed……"
At this moment, the great shaman tried his best to suppress the pain, anger and fear of the crocodile dragon, which was so intense that it almost wanted to turn around and run away immediately.
The old man, who had integrated himself into the sea of crocodile dragon consciousness, was heartbroken: "Is it fate? Someone can hit an old wound from many years ago with a cannon..."
Even though he was in a fatal predicament, the great shaman did not panic. He had already lived enough, and death was not enough to shake him: "The old injury penetrated deep into the internal organs, and the left middle foot was almost unable to move. Even if there were children to protect him, he could not move."
It’s impossible to go back the way you came.”
The old man raised his head and looked at the surging ocean: "The spirits of Teng Tide and Drum Waves have not come here so far. Are they in trouble, or are the sacrifices insufficient? That's all, this is the only way to survive."
But just when the great shaman made up his mind and prepared to leave, a deep and huge, but slightly chaotic will came into his heart: [Kill!]
[Life, plunder, recovery...kill!]
"calm."
The great shaman sighed, he knew that was the will of Crocodile Dragon, and that he who was integrated with the other party would also become part of this scattered and confused will in the future.
But now, he still has overwhelming control: "Let's go, Mountain Lord, we failed again."
"But as long as you can return to Elephant Bone Mountain, we still have a chance..."
The Great Shaman knew very well that if he did not retreat, even if he was severely injured now, he could easily destroy half of Harrison Port. Even if he did not control himself and indulged the crocodile dragon's rage, he could kill several people before he died.
Thousands of people.
But what's the point? He still has a successor, but the mountain owner doesn't. When Viscount Grant regains his breath, he won't have a chance to run away.
The great shaman comforted the crocodile dragon and exerted his will. Suddenly, the beast, which was still howling in agony, suddenly stopped all instinctive reactions.
In an instant, this giant beast swooped towards the nearby sea of Harrison Port in a mechanical, stable, unfamiliar, but extremely fast way!
The mud in the ground was flowing, causing the houses on the left and right sides of the crocodile dragon to sway and fall like vegetation under a strong wind, collapsing into ruins, making way for the giant beast to escape.
But other than that, it did nothing. Even though it was not far away from the tower that fired cannonballs that severely damaged it and reversed the situation of the battle, the crocodile dragon did not even have the slightest idea of changing its trajectory to retaliate.
This extremely determined and unstoppable momentum plunged into the sea, causing the tide to churn.
Orange-red blood stains spread in the sea and spread all the way to the distance.
"……ah?"
Having prepared the third shot, Ian was slightly startled as he waited for the crocodile dragon to come to retaliate against him, and then hit the second 'weak spot' on the opponent's head with one shot.
It was hard for him to imagine that a furious beast would not retaliate and even think about running away. In theory, when you encounter an enemy who can easily retaliate, you must just beat him up, right?
I didn't expect that the other party would be so rational. Even if he was a casual touch, he wouldn't be cunning. He was really powerful.
"Okay, at least we won."
It was not a pity for Ian. It was a good thing that he didn't have to risk his life to fight against the crocodile dragon. He turned his head and said to Scott, who was shocked and couldn't even believe that he could really change the situation on the battlefield together: "The tower is about to collapse.
Alright, let’s go first.”
The foundation of Harrison Port was originally quite solid, but under the force of Crocodile Dragon shaking the earth, the original solid rock burst into cracks and the solid soil turned into mud. The entire Harrison Port seemed to have been painted in earthy yellow by a wild painter.
The ink pen made a diagonal stroke, and the ink spread and festered wherever it passed.
The foundation of this tower is naturally within the scope of influence. According to Ian's estimation, the terrain of the entire Harrison Port has probably been changed, and one-third of the city needs to be rebuilt... But in contrast, just talking about the city
The funeral of the indigenous elites can already make the indigenous tribes in the Redwood Forest unable to breathe for more than ten years, let alone the battlefields outside the city that may still exist.
"It's too late, just jump out of the window."
Ian has sensed that the tilt of the tower is accelerating. Although it seems to be in good condition now, it will collapse in at most ten seconds.
Without saying a word, the boy saw that the bottom was full of water and mud, and kicked Scott out of the window, who was still in a daze and disbelief. Then he jumped into the muddy water.
Scott fell badly and ate a few big mouthfuls of mud. After a while, he got up groggily and crawled to the side to catch his breath, while Ian just rolled over and relieved himself easily.
At the same time, the tower behind him tilted and collapsed as expected, and a low explosion sounded. This was probably because the gunpowder in the base was ignited by the remaining heat of the cannon.
To be honest, Ian's first feeling was not the relaxation and joy of repelling a powerful enemy at all, but the feeling that he was about to fly.
"The wind is too strong!"
The windproof raincoat was on the verge of failure, and Ian could barely keep himself from being blown away by the strong wind by firmly holding on to a raised stone on the ground.
He raised his head and looked at the sky, and found purple thunder crisscrossing the sky. Several bolts of lightning struck every second. The whirlwind of rain clouds visible to the naked eye was slowly hitting the Baisen Mountains in the southwest, blooming with countless streaks of lightning.
At the same time, the lightning also collapsed into flash floods and heavy rain, while the cloud pillars steaming over the sea in the distance still showed no tendency to become smaller, and even expanded, turning into a wall of clouds and mist cliffs connecting the sky to the sea.
Because the rain clouds collided with the mountains and dispersed, the wind weakened slightly, but the rain became more rapid. If it was just a downpour before, now it is more like the entire sky has turned into a waterfall.