Muria's body slightly turned to one side, and he avoided the sword that stabbed his chest. It slid across the scales on the side of his abdomen, and rubbed out little golden-red sparks. Then, Muria stretched out his front paws.
, a gentle poke.
Bang!
The burly and sturdy dragon hunter faced the young dragon that was completely incomparable in size with his finger. He had no resistance and immediately flew out, blasting a sonic explosion ring and hitting a sharp piece of metal.
On the rocks.
Fine pebbles were scattered everywhere, and the young dragon hunter was half sunken on the boulder. His torso was filled with a burning and sharp tingling sensation, and his mouth and nose were filled with a strong iron smell.
"Victor, are you okay?" Concerned greetings came one after another from the closed helmet.
"Ahem, it's okay. I can't die, but I feel like I can't fight with you." The young dragon hunter felt like he couldn't stand up anymore. "Be careful, don't get hit by this dragon.
It’s very evil.”
But just as he finished speaking, a familiar figure crashed into his side, plowing a seven to eight meter long mark on the ground.
"Didn't I tell you to pay attention? Why were you hit so quickly?"
"Do you think I am willing?" The young man who was slapped on the chest by Long Yi's claw felt that if it were not for the exoskeleton power armor on his body, his body would be broken and he replied with a wry smile.
"This dragon is too evil. Just a moment ago, it looked like it was about to be beaten to death by us, but in the blink of an eye, it chewed its own wings and became so powerful."
"I feel like I'm a different dragon!"
"Schizophrenia?"
"Nonsense, how can dragons have human mental illnesses?"
"Who can say for sure."
The two young dragon hunters, who lost their fighting power after just taking one blow, were chatting in a relaxed tone. At this time, their mentality was still extremely relaxed.
Because in their hearts, they felt that this time it was just a mission failure and it was harmless. They just let the dragon escape.
But as time passed and the battle continued, the two dragon hunters who were no longer able to fight suddenly panicked because they saw their companions being knocked down by this evil young dragon.
"Why are they all so incompetent? You were knocked down in one blow?"
"No, I've been so awesome in every training, but how come I'm so weak when it comes to actual combat? I couldn't even withstand a single blow, so I was knocked down."
"Shut up, you two, and you still say we can't do it. Aren't you different? You're not as arrogant as usual. When it comes to fighting, the first one is knocked down."
While these dragon hunters were arguing with each other, Muria had already knocked down the last guy who dared to rush up to him for close combat, and this blow directly penetrated his exoskeleton armor, causing the dazzling red color to scatter.
Flows on the stone.
The death of the first companion made all the dragon hunters fall into silence. At this time, all the dragon hunters suddenly remembered that they were participating in a battle where they could die at any time, and it was not a normal academy training.
Due to the detailed intelligence and the battle plan that had been deduced many times by Zhi Nao, they maintained absolute suppression on the young dragon from the beginning of the battle and did not feel the slightest crisis.
But now the death of their companions has made them realize that this is not a simulation training that can be repeated after failure. This is a life and death battle between different races.
"I see."
Muria stretched out his claws and peeled open the small tin can in front of him. When he saw the young and immature faces inside the armor, he suddenly realized, "They are actually a group of schoolboys. No wonder they fight like this."
So immature.”
"This dragon is going to eat Owen's body. Damn it, let alone our mission failure, can't we even save the body of our companion?"
"Don't hesitate, give up the mission, and quickly ask your mentor for help. We failed."
"Second!"
"Second!"
…
"In this case, I will give up the mission. Don't blame me then."
Crunch!
The sound of metal twisting and breaking sounded. After Muria peeled off the armor of the dragon hunter in front of him, he threw these extremely strong alloy equipment into his mouth, and then chewed it.
Seeing this kind of behavior, the eyes of the dragon hunters who were beaten to half-life were straightened.
"Can Aiwen alloy steel be chewed directly? The textbook never told us that the teeth of the ancient dragon species are so good?"
"The textbooks didn't tell us that the ancient dragon species would enter the second state after entering the dying state."
"I feel like everything I learn in the academy is fake."
...Muria was chewing on the exoskeleton armor of the dragon hunter with the dragon's teeth strengthened by the power of the deity, while looking at these humans, falling into thought,
"Teacher, the mission, the college, is interesting."
Although he had just woken up, Muria could still infer many things from the current situation.
First of all, the part of the big world he has landed in now contains dragon-like creatures and humanoid intelligent races that possess high-end and extraordinary technologies. However, the two are still hostile, and the dragons still seem to be in danger of being hunted.
Wonderful situation.
As for how to tell that the dragons are in a bad situation, it is very simple. The weapons and equipment used by the dragon hunters in front of them are all made for dragons, which are perfect large predators.
The existence of the academy proves that humans are cultivating dragon-slaying warriors in batches. If dragons had the upper hand in the battle between humans and dragons, how could they tolerate the existence of such an institution among humans?
"Tsk, you have such good innate starting conditions, but you are so miserable. Are the humans in this world too strong, or are the dragons too useless?"
Muria heard clearly everything exchanged by the dragon slayers who were crippled by him, and his own power was not restricted in any way.
"A very special ancient dragon species, it actually knocked down all my students."
Just as Muria was thinking, a human dressed in white clothes stepped out of the air and looked down at him, "Young dragon, I know you can understand what I'm talking about. Now just surrender.
I can give you a chance to live, you have quite good research value."
"Dragonborn?"
Muria raised his head and looked at the human standing in the sky with strange eyes, talking nonsense to him. He could sense the power of the same species as him surging in this human who seemed normal on the surface. That was the dragon.
The power of.
But the strange thing is that although the power of the dragon vein in his body is pure, its quantity is extremely rare and is controlled within a very subtle limit.
"What is your look like? Are you curious about me?"
"Yes, I'm very curious. I want to study you." Muria replied with the voice of her soul.
"Haha, you are indeed an ancient dragon species. Even a newly born baby dragon is so arrogant."
Regarding Muria's response, the college instructor who came to rescue his student regarded it as the pride of dragons, "It seems that only pure power can make you surrender."
"Use your strength to make me surrender?" Muria's eyes became even weirder, and at the same time, there was an inexplicable feeling rising from her heart. So this is the so-called pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger? No, this description is not accurate.
His current appearance is also that of a dragon, but an alien dragon.
Fei Lian!
The middle-aged mentor, who had dragon blood flowing in his body but looked normal, pointed at Mu Ruiya. Under the influence of the dragon blood power in his body, the clear and free wind condensed a series of white wind blades, and then pointed at Mu Ruiya.
Rhea came with a chop.
"Use the wind against me?"
Seeing such a spell attack originating from the power of dragon blood, Muria was too lazy to dodge. The moment the wind blade approached, the will of the wind was easily usurped, or in other words, they saw the real master.
The light wind surrounded the black dragon with its missing limbs. The young dragon's golden single eye looked up at the stunned humans above, with a trace of teasing in its eyes.