Chapter 301 Phase One

Yura is an old guy. Old guys have no future and can only miss the glorious past that has not abandoned them.

Perhaps he tasted the benefits of using the tusks for the first time. From then on, the weapons Yura used became longer and longer, until he changed to the tusks. The dragon hunter is a good weapon, and it's not bad at killing people either.

Yura once used this tusk to educate Eleonora, hoping that she would understand what it means to be stronger every inch longer. Eleonora listened, but apparently she also increased her thinking, forged a double-headed sword, and wielded a more powerful and deadly attack.

Yura, on the other hand, still hugged his tusks and kept training, thinking about surpassing Eleonora again and explaining to her that being called ginger is still hotter.

Yula, an old ginger, went to practice under the waterfall every day, trying to cut through the waterfall.

After finally feeling that he could do it again - and giving up on cutting open the waterfall, Yura confidently went to Eleonora and found that she had joined the Blood Finger.

Yura has been searching for half his life, always following the back of that young man, struggling repeatedly between hope and despair. Even though he is old, the other party is still so young and beautiful. It is said that ambition can make people younger. Yura wondered if this was the reason why Eleonora would always remain the same as when he saw her when he was young.

When Yura was finally tempered enough to defeat Eleonora, she went to the volcano again. But when he made a desperate move and gave up his life as a human being, he practiced his sword skills again, thinking that he could finally catch up with the figure from behind, but the figure completely disappeared.

To be precise, it was digested.

Yura pulled out an afterimage in the audience hall, blasted into the big snake before the big snake noticed him, and nailed the long fangs on the big snake.

The tusks were only halfway in. Yura held the handle of the knife with both hands and exerted force. His feet with sharp hooks hooked the snake skin, and he ran on the big snake, drawing a triangle on the big snake.

Yura crossed his tusks and lifted out a large piece of snake skin, revealing the pale tissue inside.

No blood was seen.

That's right, the length of half a tusk is not even enough to break the skin of a big snake. Yura could cut a piece of skin so easily just because the big snake hadn't felt the pain yet.

Judging from the experience of the first battle, the tusks should just exceed the thickness of the snake's skin. If all the tusks penetrate, it will cause pain to the snake, but the wound will be limited, and it will be difficult for blood to even spurt out through the snake's skin.

To the big snake, it should be like being pricked by a wooden thorn. Although it hurts, it has no effect.

Yura first lifted off a layer of skin, revealing the tenderer and thinner tissue inside, and stabbed it boldly.

The same process as before, except this time the blood spurted out, filling the hole dug by Yura at once, and spurting him out of the big hole. If Yura hadn't used his long teeth to jam the inner wall of the snake's skin, he would have been killed by the big snake. It fell.

The big snake was in pain, looked up to the sky, hissed, and swung its body.

The overly huge body, just swinging the body, brought terrifying acceleration. The surrounding air was compressed and made an explosion. Yura was thrown away and hit a corpse pillar that reached the sky.

The air wave and the body that covered everything smashed towards Yura, with an aura that destroyed the world.

Yura adjusted his posture, grabbed the corpse pillar with his toes and claws, raised his long fangs, and stared at the snake's body that gradually filled his field of vision without blinking.

In the last attack, he was defeated by this move. The tusks were sharp. He used the sharp edge against the snake's skin, which could only provide a little resistance. Then he was knocked out by the snake's body. All the muscles and bones in his body were broken, and he was on the verge of death.

Yura slightly turned the sharp edge of the long fang sideways to meet the big snake's body.

The big snake's head swung, and the corpse pillar collapsed. The head swung in an arc in the air, then returned to the original place, and let out a harsh neighing sound again.

Yura was still attached to the big snake, the muscles on his arms bulged, and his eyes were bloodshot and red.

The long fangs inserted diagonally into the snake's skin and kept twisting the handle of the knife, which provided Yura with more cushion, but also increased the pressure. Yura reluctantly allowed himself to block the impact and successfully stabbed again. Hit the big snake.

Every effort he made could only give the snake a sting, and every life-threatening attack could only release as much blood as a pimple. Yura didn't know how long he could hold on, but Yura could feel that if he failed again this time, he would never burn such fiery anger in his heart. He wanted to bleed the snake before it ran out.

Once, twice, three times... Yura lost count of how many holes he made in the snake skin. Looking around, there is no end in sight to the pitted hole with blood spurting out.

But beyond the invisible end, there is endless infinity. Standing on the snake skin, looking at the snake heads and tails that occasionally swung around him, and the body that looked like a spiral staircase leading to the abyss, Yura knew that he was still far away.

But he had no strength left. Yura looked at the wound gushing blood and hesitated whether to get in or not.

Yura has been avoiding getting into the snake's body, which can cause greater damage temporarily, but will also completely wrap himself in the huge and terrifying muscles, making it difficult to judge the direction. He can only resist the giant snake's possible madness at any time. and impact.

By that time, his muscles and bones would not be broken, but he would turn into a puddle of flesh inside the snake and become a bulging pustule on the snake's body.

But Yura really has no strength now. All the muscles in his body are trembling and tingling. Breathing the volcanic air, his throat and chest feel like they are burning. The big snake seemed to be still alive and kicking, swinging wildly and squandering its exaggerated power.

All we can do is make a desperate move and dig deeper...

Yura cut the knife horizontally and walked towards the column of blood that seemed to be spraying away from him. He was about to hold his breath and dig in. When he breathed into his lungs, Yura felt his chest hurt even more.

He paused, the sting reminding him of something.

The golden needle on his chest.

Yura couldn't help but think of O'Neill. In that long and desperate pursuit, O'Neill was one of the few people who accompanied him for a long time. They were both old people who kept searching, and they went on a pleasant journey.

Prior to this, during his painful journey of search, Yura was infected with parasites at some point and suffered from the gnawing of insects in his body.

But Yura could also vaguely feel that the insect contained powerful power. Very powerful, so powerful that it is possible to defeat Eleonora. But Yura did not dare to release this power. He vaguely understood that the price of this power was life, or even worse things.

During Elonora's lifetime, Yura had been suppressed and refused to do anything like Elonora did. Now that she is dead, Yura suddenly doesn't care so much about his own life.

"I'm sorry, it seems I can't wait for you to find your master..." Yura murmured, "I'll leave this body to you...in exchange, help me kill this big snake... "

Yura raised his long knife and prepared to cut off the flesh on his chest.

Just as he was about to strike, Yura's hand was grabbed.

Patch also stood up at some point, his spear inserted into the snake's skin, carrying a large shield, and grabbed Yura's hand.

"Don't go in, there's no chance of winning." Patch said, pointing in one direction.

Yura looked over and saw that it was a wound he had made before. The wound had begun to heal, and the blood stopped gushing out, revealing a fresh and bloody wound that was still moving.

At the wound, countless tentacle-like flesh swells and squirms, swaying around like seaweed.

"Do you still remember Eleonora's ability to plunder?" Patch said, "If you touch that, you will be sucked to pieces."

"Fortunately, I didn't go in. It seems like it can't even be treated as a pustule." Yura smiled bitterly, "Don't worry, I didn't want to go in."

"Leave." Patch looked at the pits on the snake skin. "You did a good job. I came to kill the big snake, for my own sake and to help you."

"It's difficult even for you," Yura said.

"Don't worry, I have a solution. Just go back and be careful of being accidentally injured by a stray bullet." Patch said.

"I also have a way." Yura said.

"Then you didn't use it long ago?" Patch said, "It must have cost a lot."

"My life."

"Forget it, at least my method doesn't cost anyone a life." Patch said.

Realizing that he could only watch, Yura was unwilling to do so, but he backed down as he thought that asking for help from the bugs in his body was nothing more than a rationale.

"Yura, I'm here to kill the big snake, but I may leave before I finish." Patch suddenly said, "You tell Wuming and let him take good care of Tanis."

"leave?"

"It means literally leaving, not that I will die." Patch smiled, turned around and stuck the spear into the snake until it reached the end of the handle.

The big snake let out a shocking roar and threw Yura away with unprecedented strength. Yura flew out and vaguely saw Patch still on the big snake, waving to him.

Something flew past him, flying upside down, with crazy whistling and shooting stars.

Neferi and Serian also rushed forward. Neferi raised her ax and drove the storm into the snake's wound. The tornado tore open the healed wound and pumped out the blood like a water pump.

Se Lian's meteors were spinning, also getting into the snake's wounds, causing continuous lacerations in the body.

"Quick, Alexander will come too." Wuming urged the warrior Hu who was moving slowly from the edge.

"Didn't Patch say he wanted to challenge himself?" Alexander said.

"Didn't he say that he is not the only one, and he means that you will also come?" Wuming said, "Don't worry, I will hold the battle for you."

"Why don't you just go into battle?"

Wuming glanced at Tanis:

"I have to prevent a fire in the backyard. If Patch becomes a fire, it will not be beautiful when we come back to see Tanis gone."

"Okay! Such a majestic enemy like a god cannot be left to others." Alexander rolled over as quickly as possible, ignoring the lava and poisonous pools on the ground, and rushed straight towards the big snake.

Yura flew back upside down. Without the big snake chasing him, he flew hundreds of meters and finally landed smoothly. He rolled on the ground a few times and stopped next to Wuming.

"Can you really defeat that kind of existence..." Yura looked up at the giant snake and felt the vibrations on the ground.

"Patch said that, and I choose to believe him." Wuming glanced at Tanis, "I think Patch should still be rational. He will not put himself to death for others."

On the battlefield, Patch was also surprised by the arrival of Neferi and others:

"What are you doing here?"

"Help you, Wuming asked us to come, he can't worry about you." Nefeli's cry was carried by the storm.

"Nonsense..." Patch scratched his bald head.

"And I also want to fight." Neferi laughed and left. Being able to freely control the storm gave her a lot of freedom. The storm became an extension of her body. She didn't have to stand on the giant snake, and she was quite powerful. attack power. Pneumatic drills continued to be swung from the axe, and electric snakes scurried into the flesh and blood under the snake's skin.

But the big snake was too big, and every movement of its hands and feet also caused huge wind pressure. Many of Neferi's attacks were weakened, and they hit the snake's skin without pain or itching.

The tail swung out suddenly, slowed down by the squeeze of the storm, and hit Neferi, sending her flying and plowing a trench on the rocky ground.

Se Lian's attack was even sharper. The swirling demonic gravel was like a drill bit, constantly drilling into the snake's body, breaking through the thick skin and digging into the flesh.

The big snake swung out its tail angrily and slapped Se Lian.

But Se Lian kept a long distance away to ensure that he was in a safe position and that the snake's tail could not touch him.

Se Lian was about to release more flying magic gravel An Ran, when a huge earthquake shook the ground, Se Lian was thrown away by the earthquake, and the magic was interrupted.

At the same time, the earth cracked, magma spewed out, and a huge crack opened under Se Lian, ready to swallow her.

Neferi came riding on the wind and snatched Se Lian away from the air, saving her from the fate of being killed instantly.

"Just stay back here, you squishy clerk." Neferi said, "It's too dangerous."

"The injuries I caused are more serious than yours." Se Lian refused to accept it, and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. It was the internal injuries caused by the huge earthquake that had just hit his body.

"But you can only carry it for a while." Neferi said, "It is as brittle as glass. If this monster shakes the ground, you will be gone, just like Godfrey..."

Ser Lian stared at Neferi:

"hug me."

Neferi subconsciously followed the instructions and wrapped her arms around Se Lian's waist: "What are you doing?"

"I'll leave the movement to you." Se Lian said, holding the staff in one hand and the pyroxene in his free hands, releasing magic with both hands to bombard the big snake.

Nefeli was holding Se Lian, controlling the strong wind to fly along the big snake, leaving a trail of smoke from the magic bombing along the way. The blood fountain became the background for the two of them, blooming and gushing as they passed by.

The wound made the snake even more manic, twisting its body continuously, sonic booms blooming around it, and the strong wind and shock wave suppressed the cooperation of Neferi and Serian.

Under Se Lian's bombardment and rage, the big snake ignored the occasional sporadic stings on its body for a moment.

Patch was still moving towards the snake's head step by step. Fixing the body with a spear, the Orochi took a step further before any new strength was born. Just step by step, follow the neck to the snake's head.

Patch was also quite surprised to see the cooperation between the two women. Looking at the blood being continuously drawn out, Patch felt that he could win without using his trump cards.

Patch inserted his spear again and was about to climb the peak, but suddenly he was stunned.

The feeling of inserting it this time is completely different.

Without the blocking feeling of snake skin, the meat becomes more tender and smoother underfoot.

Patch lowered his head and looked at his feet. A huge dark blue face was embedded in the snake's body. The face is flat, as if it was swallowed by a snake and struggled to get out of the body.

Patch's spear pierced the giant face's face, and a little blood flowed out.

The giant face slowly opened his lava lamp-like eyes, frightening Patch with his eyes.

"Oh, it's not bad...you guys." The giant face showed a smile, "You are very powerful, you can actually... wake me up."

Se Lian, who was staying away from the big snake and preparing to continue bombing, suddenly found that the big snake was shaken all over and stopped attacking.