Chapter 2123 Embers extinguished at dawn (fifty-five)
Chapter 2123: Ember is destroyed at dawn fifty-five
The old mountain turtle suffered an almost fatal injury, and its self-protection mechanism was activated. This huge monster suddenly shrank its head and limbs, and shrank into the inside of its harder turtle shell!
Just like a turtle shrinks its head and limbs into its shell to protect it, the old mountain turtle can do the same thing. And its shell is not so easy to be destroyed!
"Remove, release!" Albert's body knew that if this continued, his clone would be driven into which part of Laoshan Turtle's body would be severely damaged, so he released the clone on the battlefield without hesitation.
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Everything suddenly fell into silence.
"It's over?!" In the violent shocks just now, the cat-man boy Mutt, who could only half-kneel on the ground, couldn't help but look at the motionless giant turtle retracted in its shell outside Lviv from a distance.
asked tremblingly.
"It should be over for the time being." He was also half-kneeling on the ground to stabilize himself. A drop of cold sweat broke out on the forehead of Hunter Association Vice President Castro. He was almost worried about this ruin. Just now Laoshan
The turtles are making too much noise. If they continue to make noise, continuous shock waves like a magnitude 10 earthquake will very likely cause damage to the buildings in the Central Temple!
"I don't know what trick that kid used, but at least he did it." Castro hummed: "The old mountain turtle was seriously injured. It is now retracted in its shell to recuperate. It should be recovered for the time being."
It will not threaten Lviv."
"How long is it for now?" the cat boy couldn't help but ask.
"God knows, it may be a day, it may be a week, it may be a year, it all depends on the giant turtle's self-healing ability." Castro hummed, "But one thing we can be sure of is that it will still be able to heal itself."
It's not dead. If it died directly, it wouldn't have the chance to retract into its shell to recover. When it stretches its turtle head back out of the shell, we must be ready."
"That's it? Nothing more??" Mutt couldn't help but be surprised. After that level of fierce battle, with countless efforts and huge risks, everything Albert did actually didn't achieve anything, just
Is it just temporarily blocking the progress of the old mountain turtle? It can't even kill the monster. It just forces the old mountain turtle to shrink into its shell to recuperate and buy more time for the big hunting festival??
Are the special G-class monsters that haunt the Dawn Region all unreasonable and unbelievably powerful monsters??!
Albert's body, standing on the rooftop in the outskirts of the city, breathed a sigh of relief. Despite this, the threat of the old mountain turtle was temporarily lifted.
He looked up and saw that the night had become very dark. It was probably midnight now, right?
Since the beginning of the Great Hunting Festival, the most fierce offensive of the Warcraft army has basically subsided. Although there are still many Warcraft left, thanks to Albert, the casualties of the Warcraft hunters have been suppressed to a minimum.
Next, leave it to other Warcraft hunters to clear out the remaining Warcraft, and there should be no problem for the time being.
Rumble, rumble, rumble! There was a series of vigorous explosions in the sky, and the Falcondramon army in the air was bombarded with heavy casualties. Judging from the high energy and the technology of projecting the bombs into the high altitude, it should be that the blasting master Gray
Deidara of Destruction is active.
On the other side, countless arrows flew into the air with turbulent momentum, killing the few remaining lone Falcondramon one by one. That should have been done by the master of archery, Susanna of Falcon Eyes. Falcondramon was killed
They have almost been eliminated. After all, their "backer", the old mountain turtle, has been seriously injured and has to hide to recuperate. The arrogance of these flying ferocious beasts has also been suppressed by most, and the rest can only flee in panic and hide behind them.
It was located in the lair on the back of Laoshan Turtle. Just at this time, Trap Master Annihilation's Caucasus trap was launched, and Laoshan Turtle's thick shell was instantly engulfed in a sea of fire. The hiding Falcon Dragon Beasts quickly
Annihilated in the flames, the Falcon Dragon herd that could pose an aerial threat to Lviv could be said to have been completely wiped out!
Although this kind of fire attack had no effect on the Laoshan soft-shell turtle, the hunters at least eliminated the threat of the falcon dragon beast army brought by the Laoshan soft-shell turtle. God knows how long it will take for the Laoshan soft-shell turtle to wake up.
Come here? The hunters only know that one day they will have to confront this huge monster like a mountain.
There should be no battles that require Albert to intervene for the time being.
"Thank you for your hard work." At this time, someone's figure passed by Albert and stood next to the tiger man youth.
After Albert saw it clearly, he discovered that the sturdy tiger man was the weapons master Klibov of the Ten Thousand Blades.
Just now in Klibov, I helped Albert distract the old mountain turtle, so that the clone of the young tiger man could smoothly climb on the old mountain turtle's head to cause damage. It should be said that without the help of the weapons master,
Albert's battle was impossible to succeed at all, for which the tiger man young man was quite grateful. Klibov did not seem to be injured in the series of commotion of the old mountain turtle just now, and was still very energetic. He had just returned from
The front line rushed over. Klibov was indeed a special G-class hunter. Even in that extremely dangerous life-or-death situation, he was able to survive with almost no injuries. It was so surprising.
"You can actually block a special G-class monster like Laoshan Turtle. Young man, you have a bright future." Klibov praised without reservation when he came up. "I almost thought it would take a hard battle to do so."
Let that big monster stop. The damage to Lviv has also been suppressed to the minimum, which is good."
"No, I just released one monster to fight another monster." Albert suddenly blushed and became humble: "Actually, I almost didn't do anything, I just watched the two monsters fight."
"Hahahahaha!" Klibov laughed boldly and patted Albert on the shoulder: "What's the point of being modest! No matter what kind of power it is, as long as it can be used, it is yours!"
Hold your chest high, young man! You have done a great deed today that will leave your name in the history of Warcraft Hunters. You have something to be proud of!"
"Really?" Albert, who was usually very shameless, was the type who would feel more embarrassed the more he was praised, and his face turned red. "But I didn't do that big explosion just now. Look at that explosion."
The scale, Master Deidara should have sent me one?"
"It should be." Klibov shrugged and said, "Only the one made by that guy can have that kind of blasting power. And it can send people to such a height. It is probably some kind of mechanism designed by that guy. Well, let's not mention that for now.
.You must be tired, right? Go back and have a rest. We can control the situation here with us, so don’t worry about it for the time being."
"Well, meow, I'll take my leave now." Albert was actually quite tired and wished he could find a bed to lie down immediately. He retreated from the front line unceremoniously and rushed to the central temple.
You must know that he continuously uses a large number of clones to fight, which consumes a lot of physical strength. After the clone is released, all kinds of muscle fatigue will return to his body, just like the injuries suffered by the clone will be reflected on his body.
.And he is not only physically tired, but also mentally tired. He multitasks and controls so many clones, and even has to control the Holy White Tiger released by the clones to fight. The consumption of mental power is very huge. How long has the battle been going on?
?It should be at least three hours, right? Albert using the clone consumes nearly ten times more physical and mental energy than ordinary people, which is equivalent to fighting the monsters in Lviv for more than 30 hours without feeling tired.
It's weird when he reaches the limit. Now he feels that his legs are weak even when standing, and he doesn't even have much energy left to fight. From all aspects, he is close to the limit. In this state, he can't even fight well.
There is no way to do it. It will only drag others down on this battlefield.
All in all, it’s really exhausting. And this is only the first night of the Great Hunting Festival. Does this situation have to last for ten days and ten nights? Even Albert doesn’t quite believe that he can do it.
We can only take one step at a time.
"Huh?" Using a telescope from the Central Temple, he saw Albert retreating from a distance. The cat-man boy Mutt also snorted: "I have to go."
"Wait, little brother? It's not completely safe yet."
"I'll be fine." The cat boy hummed and walked away without looking back.
Although the battle situation in Lviv can be described as chaotic, the Warcraft Hunters did control the situation very well. There were almost no large or small Warcraft that could approach the central temple. The occasional one or two were quickly captured.
The chasing hunters were dealt with. Mutt walked in this huge pyramid-like stone building, got lost several times, and finally returned to his and Albert's room. When he arrived at the room
, I have seen the tiger man so tired that he fell asleep on the bed.
Sure enough, the door wasn't even locked, you idiot. What if a monster breaks in?
The cat boy sighed, turned around and closed the iron door tightly, moved the stone blocking the door to block it, making the secret room with only the two of them a little safer. He walked over and looked at the sleeping man
The young tiger man, Albert slept soundly like a baby, not caring at all about the bed made of hard stone and the harsh environment without even a quilt to keep out the cold.
"You'll catch a cold." Mutt sighed, walked over and rummaged through his backpack. Fortunately, he had anticipated that this might happen before going out, and brought a thin blanket with him.
, hidden in the backpack. The cat boy covered the tiger boy with the only blanket, and then huddled on the floor beside the bed, curling up and lying down.
"That's it for now. Good night." The cat boy whispered, extinguishing the only kerosene lamp in the room. (To be continued)