nashuaworldcup Chapter 146: Skinning a Steel Dragon the Way You Kill a Pig
Chapter 146: Skinning a Steel Dragon the Way You Kill a Pig
"Roar!!!"
The battle between the hunter and the steel dragon began again.
But, rather than calling it a battle, it was more like a one-sided beating.
The Steel Dragon is not an ancient dragon known for its physical strength, but is famous for its ability to manipulate air pressure and create hurricanes.
It can easily tear apart the clouds and make the storm obey its call.
However, as powerful as the wind is, it cannot shake a volcano.
The hunter wearing Tyrannosaurus armor is like a living volcano, standing tall in the strong wind.
The steel dragon flapped its huge wings, trying to use its unparalleled power to create a devastating hurricane, sweeping the hunter in and completely destroying him.
However, facing this violent force of nature, the hunter seemed unusually calm.
The greatsword in his hand was like a magic needle that stabilized the sea in the storm. With a light sweep, it cut the hurricane into pieces.
Wherever the sword passed, the sound of wind stopped abruptly, as if time had frozen at that moment.
Although the steel dragon's hurricane was powerful, it could not resist the might of the greatsword in the hunter's hand. The ancient power of the Tyrant Dragon suppressed the ancient dragon's wind pressure.
The sword seemed to have a will of its own under the hunter's control, and every swing was extremely precise, completely destroying the steel dragon's ability to control air pressure.
His greatsword drew elegant and deadly arcs in the air, and every time it brushed past the steel dragon, it would bring up a thick layer of dead skin.
Under the rusty dead skin is new skin that sparkles with metallic luster, representing the rebirth of the steel dragon.
Every time a steel dragon sheds its skin, it leaves marks on its body like the growth rings of a tree, so the scholars of the guild can easily determine the age of a steel dragon.
As the dead skin peeled off, the steel dragon's body became smoother, and its scales shone brightly in the sun.
Its movements have become more agile and its strength has been enhanced.
Finally, when the last piece of dead skin was gently picked off by the hunter's sword, the steel dragon let out a deep and long roar, and stared at the hunter deeply with its dragon eyes full of complex emotions.
The hunter withdrew his hands at the right time, put away the sword, turned around and left.
"Alas, let's go, it's boring, there's no blood, what kind of hunting is this?"
After completing the scraping and rust removal work, the Greatsword Hunter walked away leisurely, leaving the Steel Dragon standing there alone.
With the help of the hunters, the steel dragon's body has been completely renewed and reborn.
It flapped its wings, each beat bringing power and grace, and slowly rose into the sky.
In the reflection of the sunlight, the body of the steel dragon was like a silver lightning streak across the sky and flew towards the distant sky.
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"The wind has stopped."
Link spoke softly, his voice echoing in the noisy shelter, and only Chuchu in his arms heard his subtle murmur.
I listened attentively to the sound of the wind outside the house which was gradually dying down. The howling wind finally subsided at this moment, leaving only the faint sound of rustling leaves.
"Clang, clang, clang."
The bell rang again, but unlike the previous urgent bell, this time it was a peaceful bell.
This was a signal to the residents of East Dorma that the ancient dragon had left.
"Okay, it's safe now, open the door!"
The one who shouted was the captain who had led Link here before. His iconic beard made Link recognize him from the crowd at a glance.
As he finished his words, the tightly closed door of the shelter opened, and a breeze blew in from outside, lifting Link's hair.
The residents around here all walked out of the house.
"Okay, let's go too, Link, do you want to come to my house and sit down?"
The first person to speak was Soran. This guy appeared out of nowhere, patted Link on the shoulder, and invited Link to his house.
"No, I'd better go to the guild first."
Link shook his head and rejected Soren's invitation.
He had just arrived in Dondorma and wanted to find a place to stay first.
"Okay, I'll come find you next time."
After hearing this, Soran did not show any disappointment. He nodded in understanding and went out first with Duoduo.
"Link, let's say goodbye here. When you have time, you can come to my shop to read books and exchange experiences in raising Felyne."
After Soren left, Afdoka also said goodbye to Link and walked away alone, her pink hair flying in the air.
"Okay, I'll definitely go and take a look then."
Link nodded, looked at the residents who were filing out around him, and prepared to leave the shelter as well.
"Wait a moment, Mr. Link."
However, a female voice unexpectedly sounded, stopping Link as he was about to leave.
He tilted his head slightly and found that the person who called him was the pretty lady of the merchant.
At some point, her husband had left with the children, leaving her alone here.
"Um, what's up?"
To be honest, Link was still a little nervous when he was suddenly stopped by a beautiful married woman.
Of course, it’s not the kind of affection that Cao Zei has for someone else’s wife, but the fluctuation of confidence in his own appearance.
"Well, there is something indeed. You are Link from the Fire Village, right? The one whose father is the Blazing Flame?"
The lady had a faint smile on her face, but she revealed Link's origins in one sentence, which made him feel a little nervous.
"Yes, it's me, yes. What's the matter?"
Link was a little curious. His current equipment was no longer the Flame Suit. He wondered how the lady recognized that he was from the Flame Village.
He also called out his father's title.
"That's good. If that's the case, then come with me. There's an important person who wants to meet you."
The merchant's wife narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly, and respectfully invited Link to go with her.
"Uh, big shot?"
Link never thought that he would be targeted by an unknown big shot as soon as he arrived in East Dorma.
For a moment I didn’t know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing.
"Okay, you lead the way."
Thinking that he had done nothing wrong, Link calmly let the lady take him to meet the so-called "big shot".
Following the merchant's wife's footsteps, Link led the cat and dog through the busy market.
Gu Long's departure attracted more pedestrians on the street, some setting up stalls, some shopping, as if Gu Long's coming was just a trivial episode in their daily life.
Link followed the lady, walked through the winding alleys, and finally came to a somewhat dilapidated building.
The exterior of the building appears to be in disrepair, with paint peeling off the walls, revealing mottled bricks and stones, but even so, one can still feel its former glory.
The lady gently pushed the door open, and the door hinges made a creaking sound, as if telling the story of the years.
Link followed closely behind and stepped into the building.
The space inside was unexpectedly spacious. Although the decoration was simple, it was very clean.
The sunlight shines through the gaps in the window, scattering on the ground in patches, adding a bit of warmth to the room.
"Please wait a moment. I will go and inform them."
The lady said politely before disappearing behind the door to the inner room.
Link stood there with Chuchu in his arms, looking around, wondering who the "big shot" he was about to meet was.