Bear School Astartes

The basic combat style of the Terror Tyrannosaurus is described quite simply in the data.

Ignoring pain, ignoring death, raging wildly.

It’s like a diner so hungry that they can’t wait for the chef to serve the food, they run to the kitchen themselves, kill the live ingredients along with the chef, then drink the blood and swallow everything whole.

Unlike the Golden Lion, which loves fighting and indulges in the sensation of power and slaughter.

Although both the Terror Tyrannosaurus and the Golden Lion occupy high ecological niches and hold high biological danger.

The Terror Tyrannosaurus, however, is not a warrior but a predator driven mad by hunger.

It’s just that its diet covers so much that it becomes an enemy to all living creatures.

And its desire to eat all living creatures means it must fight them.

Thus, its attack rhythm is very tight, leaving no room for breath... because it’s in a hurry to eat.

Attack upon attack.

When the Terror Tyrannosaurus throws out a massive rock with its jaws, Lann is certain it will immediately follow up with a bite!

Sure enough!

"Bang!!!"

The unique collision sound of [Muddy Stream·Destruction] rang like the evening bell of a church, echoing for the first time throughout the Mahakan Mountains!

At the moment of the strike, even with the Terror Tyrannosaurus of this size and weight, its head, which was open wide to bite forward, was suddenly smashed downward!

On the extremely small skull of the Terror Tyrannosaurus, the black-and-white, wide sword blade of [Muddy Stream·Destruction] was deeply embedded.

The gigantic beast, over forty meters long, with this one sword, its head reaching out to bite forward was almost hammered into the ground!

With a "boom," the Terror Tyrannosaurus rushing diagonally downward furrowed a deep trench in the earth with its jagged teeth.

Bedrock and soil are all fragile before the mouth of the Terror Tyrannosaurus.

At the junction of the sword blade and the Terror Tyrannosaurus’s skull, the greatsword became active after absorbing fresh blood and flesh.

[Muddy Stream·Destruction] devoured blood and flesh while releasing Dragon Attribute Energy.

However, Lann’s expression does not look good.

Because the Dragon Attribute Energy released by the sword blade of [Muddy Stream·Destruction], upon contact with the flesh of the Terror Tyrannosaurus... is disproportionate!

And the murky yellow eyes of the Terror Tyrannosaurus are already rolling upward, locking eyes with the amber cat eyes of the Demon Hunter above.

The dull yellow pupils of the reptile tremble, devoid of blood and tears.

But Lann can feel it, that the trembling is neither from pain nor from fear... It only feels... so hungry!

The vertical pupils in the Demon Hunter’s eyes almost instantly narrow into a vertical line!

"Sir, the impact feedback feels wrong!"

"I know!"

The biochemical smart brain urgently warns, and Lann tenses his muscles at the same time!

Although his body is still in mid-air, releasing downward swing inertia, Lann forcibly contracts his core muscle group.

Planting his feet on the upper jaw of the Terror Tyrannosaurus, he immediately pulls out the large sword deeply embedded in its skull!

With a "screech," the sword blade reluctantly retains some strands of flesh and threads of blood.

Yet Lann has already raised the sword horizontally in front of him again.

[Great Sword Technique: Iron Mountain Lean]!

In mid-air, Lann stands on the upper jaw of the Terror Tyrannosaurus, locking eyes with its dull yellow, small eyes, and the pale red Fighting Spirit on him suddenly explodes!

And at that very moment.

"Roar!!!"

The Terror Tyrannosaurus suddenly raises its head, flipping up a massive amount of crushed rocks and soil with its jaw that had dug into the earth.

In the process, Lann is knocked flying diagonally backward.

The corner of the Demon Hunter’s mouth twitches.

Just now, such a large greatsword had half of its blade width embedded into the skull of the Terror Tyrannosaurus!

Yet this creature... doesn’t even suffer a millisecond of dizziness or confusion?!

No time to think further.

Being knocked away to the side and back of the Terror Tyrannosaurus, Lann instinctively thrusts [Muddy Stream·Destruction] downward!

First comes the friction of the not-too-sharp sword blade against the slippery and tough skin of the Terror Tyrannosaurus.

This feeling is akin to pressing a rubber tire with a finger, yielding no force.

Then, Lann’s super swordsmanship allows his wrist to make a slight yet natural adjustment instantaneously.

With a "tear~", the force on the sword blade is focused and pierces through the Terror Tyrannosaurus’s outer skin.

The sword blade embedded in blood and flesh starts slowing down with Lann, finally leaving him clinging onto the dirty, slippery scales and flesh of the Terror Tyrannosaurus.

However, just as this temporarily stable action hasn’t even lasted half a second.

Amid the salty sea breeze continuously blowing, a clump of milky white viscous fog suddenly appears beside Lann, atop the back of the Terror Tyrannosaurus.

A Little Fog Demon screams into existence, their shouts resembling vile laughter, irritatingly unpleasant.

Just like the situation in the white mist earlier, the Little Fog Demon’s sharp claws swiped upward from below.

During the moment Lann couldn’t adjust his body, the upward swipe of the claws directly slapped away the Demon Hunter’s hands originally gripping the scale armor on the Terror Tyrannosaurus’s back.

At the right moment, the muscular, bulging spine of the Terror Tyrannosaurus also started shaking impatiently.

The greatsword originally lodged into the flesh also began to wobble.

Then the Terror Tyrannosaurus lifted its back, similar to the way a cat or dog shakes off water, but it was enough to send a warrior of Lann’s size flying as if hit by a carriage!

At this moment, Lann was over ten meters above the ground.

With a "boom," he crashed diagonally into a pile of broken wood shattered by the rough actions of the Terror Tyrannosaurus.

The Demon Hunter’s body further shattered the wood, sharp wooden spikes and splinters exploded out, and were then blown away by the sea breeze.

Lann stood up nonchalantly.

His mastery of the Light Body Breathing Technique had long allowed him to land unscathed from heights of over ten meters.

Now, after the activation of reinforced organs from multiple surgeries, including the steel cable weave layer on his bones, muscles, tendons, this height was trivial.

And the hardness of the wood was no different to him than wafer biscuits.

Lann dashed out of the pile of broken wood, and the continuous strong wind blew away the wood splinters from his hair and the Enchanted Bear Hide Cloak.

His silver hair also danced in the wind.

He simply watched as the Terror Tyrannosaurus shook its body, shaking off the suddenly appearing Fog Demons and, just like before, without any hesitation bit down, and then unhappily shook its mouth without having eaten anything.

It seemed completely unaware that the Fog Demons were supposed to be its helpers.

Or perhaps in the nature of a creature like the Terror Tyrannosaurus, there was never such a thing as ’helper’...

All living things are food.

Yet the Fog Demons seemed equally unconcerned.

Their bloody mouths still grinned as they emitted a screech like a sinister laugh.

Clouds of white mist appeared, which couldn’t be dispersed even by the typhoon, and Fog Demons manifested from within those mist clouds.

But Lann did nothing.

He simply watched intently as the Fog Demons manifested.

While his deepened eyes inexplicably shifted from watching the Fog Demons one moment, to focusing on the Terror Tyrannosaurus the next, as if following an unseen thread.

Actually, just moments ago, while clinging to the Terror Tyrannosaurus, Lann was able to react to the interference of the Fog Demon.

But precisely because the Fog Demon appeared so close, it practically displayed the entire manifestation process right before Lann’s eyes.

Thus, Lann decided to focus on observation rather than attacking it.

And now, he had indeed gained something from this decision.

After the Terror Tyrannosaurus irritably inhaled a mouthful of mist, its dull yellowish eyes suddenly became even more irritable!

Its thick, massive tail merged with the bulging muscles of its front body into a cohesive whole.

Like a strong and flexible whip.

Its saliva flowed like water due to its appetite.

Its whole body twisted into an ’S’ shape, with the demonic jaws plowing into the ground due to the body’s rebound, advancing and gnawing towards Lann!

The Terror Tyrannosaurus used its body weight as a weapon, managing its center of gravity!

Like a serpent, its sprawling, swaying long body accumulated inertia with each swing.

The ominous marks plowed by its wide mouth and the impacted area grew larger, deeper.

Eventually, it easily crushed the rocky layers inside the Mahakan Mountain, converting the mixed earth and rock terrain into a rocky surface!

Its body length of forty meters and the width of about seven or eight meters, yet after using this technique, the attack range width of the Terror Tyrannosaurus’s front suddenly surged to over twenty meters!

It was equivalent to plowing a crushing path over twenty meters wide during its advance!

And it could still turn, slightly adjusting its trajectory to track the enemy’s movements. Its body length of over forty meters meant its strides allowed it to easily catch up to smaller enemies, no matter how long they ran.

The seemingly open and careless movements, paired with its massive size and lethality, rendered ordinary methods futile for evasion!

The pressure of this attack mode increased as the demonic jaws crashed into the ground, shattering the rock layer, the noise of stones being dug out by the jaws growing closer with urgency! Increasingly oppressive!

Like a giant bulldozer chasing down the enemy from behind, wanting to crush everything!

The Fog Demons advancing towards Lann, being entirely indifferent, were all crushed under its path.

And the Fog Demons, unconcerned, dispersed and reappeared, still grinning.

Lann’s eyes narrowed slightly.

Although he almost understood what these Fog Demons were about, and their relationship with the Terror Tyrannosaurus.

But under the intense pressure and relentless attacks from the Terror Tyrannosaurus, he had little opportunity to deal with these Fog Demons.

The strides of the Terror Tyrannosaurus were too large, barely had Lann dealt with two Fog Demons around him before its jaws were already snapping at him.

"Clang!"

A burst of sparks exploded between Muddy Stream·Destruction and the chaotic teeth-filled jaws of the Terror Tyrannosaurus!

Lann’s skillful technique allowed him to be propelled backward by the force of the Terror Tyrannosaurus’s impact.