It was obviously a little smarter than the legend, or it was instinctively slower when the sword light arrived... It avoided the bad luck of being a sword-like beast, and did not even hurt the fragile and slender neck!

But the pain was enough to make the monster furious... Especially the one who dared to hurt it was a small human, and this little thing, which was no different from the insect, stood in front of it and shouted.

The white dragon's not smart intelligence made it not understand the words "Escape..." that the little thing shouted, and even if it understood, it was no longer interested in paying attention... At this moment, it just wanted to tear apart this thing that dared to bring it so severe pain, so burning, and so unbearable anger, and use his flesh and blood to calm all the discomfort on itself!

Kalalala!

With a low roar, the white shadow drew an arc in the air, knocking down the figure that barely stood up by humans. The protection on the armor was obviously extremely powerful. Two layers of protection burst out in an instant, isolating the claws of the giant beast in the air! However, for a dragon, this was still vulnerable - the monster then curled up like a cat and kicked out with its strong and powerful hind legs!

The powerful force crushed the magic protection on the armor, and accompanied by the harsh friction sound, sparkling with blue and white light and fire!

Blood and in a moment had occupied Edward's sight.

Most of them are dragons... because the sword of the paladin caused the dragon to suffer too much damage. The deep bloody mouth pulled open the ventral side, and even made the wings on one side droop softly, revealing the white bones, membrane, scales and ice residue below it, and you can even see the heart twitching forcefully. The dragon's bent body movement pushed the viscous emulsion oil out of the wound, dyeing the ground bright red in an instant!

Edward's heart kept stirring.

All his strength was concentrated in various parts of his body, and the cold on his body seemed to have subsided. Every muscle and every inch of his skin was hot, as if burning.

Escape?

The hunter heard the interrupted shout and knew it was a good suggestion... Or the dragon could not catch up with him, or the dragon could not find him, or the dragon would eat the paladin and he would leave to recuperate or...

But is that really good?

Although it lost its power to fly and was seriously injured, in this narrow environment, this big lizard was still enough to tear dozens of Edwards to pieces before it died... Its huge body was more agile than a cheetah, and its terrible power and sharp claws were enough to penetrate the decaying stone walls... and the most important thing was...

Its back to itself, it was seriously injured!

His brain can no longer think flexibly, so Edward simply took a breath, gave up thinking, and gave up on his instinct, the kind of instinct that he gradually developed in the forest after coming to this world, or five years ago!

Then the next moment, he charged forward!

It was very smooth, very smooth... The distance of dozens of feet was fleeting in the blink of an eye... Waving the knife and aiming at the monster's hind legs, there was the animal's artery, and a dragon thought it was no exception! As long as you draw a wound there, even more severe blood loss would be enough to make the giant beast fall down!

But it seems to be miscalculated!

The scales of the dragon clan were even tougher than he thought. Even with the magic blade, he did not completely add power! Moreover, although this big guy was huge, his movements were surprisingly agile - it shrank his right back paw like a prophet, removing most of the power...

Then the claws with ice flipped backward, almost splitting Edward in two!

If the boy hadn't shrunk his body and rolled forward during the attack, he might have turned into two pieces! But even so, a bloody mouth bloomed on his left shoulder and back! The gushing blood immediately froze into semi-solidified ice chips, and the biting cold and pain almost made the boy faint!

But the huge beast would not leave him time to sigh... The long neck turned nimblely, its head had turned, and its snowball-like eyes had already nailed Edward. An angry roar raised a storm, and a large ball of things rolled upwards in its neck - it seemed that it had immediately decided to turn this little thing that dared to hurt it behind its back into a cold and crisp biscuit.

The moment he faced this huge horny monster with scaly skin, Edward's temples had already condensed with white frost! The biting cold made him feel that his entire skin had been lifted off, and the ice breath spit out from the ugly mouth full of fangs...

However, that coldness helped him to some extent.

The boy spat a sharp scream from his chest, and the sword circled half a circle in his hand, and then stabbed upwards!

With a puff, the sword had already disappeared!

When the young man rolled and grabbed the white dragon from behind and escaped, the long sword in his hand disappeared... and the white dragon's roar was earth-shaking in the next moment!

Roll, roll... The last little force, with the only foot that can be used as a fulcrum, moves outwards continuously until the body beats heavily and hits a certain obstacle!

The dragon clan may be the most powerful one in this world, but no matter what, it is also a creature... creatures have their weaknesses.

According to legend, cunning canine animals like wretched canines will hunt wild boars in an extremely efficient way. They will first approach from behind and gently lick the wild boar's anus and door to make it feel comfortable without resisting... Then, they will suddenly grab the prey's internal organs from the anus and door, and then bypass the nearby big trees... In this way, even the wild boar, which is known as the second most ferocious among animals, cannot escape the bad luck - their ferocity and endurance have no effect. The more they chase, the more they will pull the intestines out of their bodies, and eventually they will die due to blood loss and damage to their organs.

This white dragon was different from a wild boar, and Edward did not let it careless either... but the dilemma of internal organ damage was indeed the same - especially in front of the weapon, a long sword with a magic weapon, the severe pain made the white dragon reflexively stretch backwards and try to dig out the despicable sneak attacker, but the violent action almost immediately made a blood arrow gush out from behind it! The soft intestines could not stop this stirring, and the severe pain was wailing and bent its body, and even its hind limbs could not move at will!

And it has no choice but to do with this sword.

Even if it stretches its neck, even if it curls up its body - this is also a disadvantage of his creatures. It does not have the flexible limbs that can bend in all directions as conveniently as humans. His front paws are too short for the body, and his hind paws cannot bend back... The long neck may allow his head to reach his butt, but it is no different to dream of taking out a long sword that penetrates deeply with his tongue and teeth!

All his efforts not only failed to eliminate the terrible pain, but instead made the sword sink deeper and deeper!

The huge beast could no longer care about managing the retreating insect. He could only struggle desperately and powerlessly, trying to get the foreign objects in his body to leave - but there was no way to do it. The crazy struggle would only cause a large thigh of blood to rush out from the wound on his side. Even the next moment, even some small internal organ fragments had been turned out from the wound!

Howling, jumping, rolling...

The building was overturned by huge force, and the stone wall could not withstand the impact of the dragon clan's body. For a moment, dust and dirt splashed everywhere, and the rumbling shock almost made the entire underground city tremble continuously!

...

When Edward opened his eyes, the vibration and roar had disappeared... This underground city had once again indulged in tranquility, with only the faint sound of wind echoing in the hunter's ears. It was like a low whisper, telling an unknown meaning...

"Oh...ah...ah...ah...ah..."

Edward made a slight sound, confirming that he was still alive... but after moving slightly, a mouthful of blood surged up in his throat. After struggling for a while, he barely swallowed the blood, but it touched a severe pain in his chest and abdomen. He couldn't help but scream in a low voice.

At least four or five ribs broke under the paw just now...

Edward, who confirmed this fact, slowly stood up and looked around for a while. Then he found the terrible target in his sight.

The bright blue light sprinkled from the zenith, reflecting the huge body wrapped in red, white and black - squatting... The snowball-like eyes seemed to be still staring at the direction of human beings. In the huge mouth of the big beak, the liquid solidified into sharp ice thorns...

But it will never erupt again. The half-frozen red liquid on the ground has flowed into a puddle, which is enough to make any life disappear, a huge amount.

Dragon, dead.

...

“…”

Victory...

This idea was strange and did not surprise the hunter at all. He reluctantly moved his footsteps and turned his vision to the position of another creature in his memory.

The paladin's condition is no longer a bad one.

The dragon's claws are absolutely not inferior to those of pure gold, and the huge strength and weight are enough to crush pig iron. In their eyes, the human body is nothing but crisp fries, which can be easily torn to pieces - without the protection of that layer of magic armor.

The armor had sunk into two deep gullies, and the spells attached to it prevented the metal from breaking and twisting, avoiding further damage. But even so, the Paladin's injuries were still extremely terrible - blood flowed from the gaps in the armor into a stream, and the other one was constantly spitting out from the corners of his mouth. From this point of view, the broken ribs had obviously pierced the internal organs.

But he is alive.

"What an old-fashioned plot..." The hunter's brows pounded and he murmured.

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