Chapter 86

Hunting Dragons!

This is the human race's covetous gaze upon the powerful dragon race, but the underlying essence is the unending greed that drives it.

In fact, hunting dragons is just a part of the ugliness in this world.

Other intelligent races, such as the Feathered, Spirit, Demon Rock, Night Shadow, and Demon races, are also often targets of human hunting. Of course, they are not all benevolent, and mutual hunting incidents occur from time to time.

However, the fate of these prey captured by other intelligent races is much better. They are usually not killed, nor are they dismembered at will.

Only the Dragon race, once hunted, leaves not a single bone, flesh, or drop of bodily fluid, completely disappearing into the greed of the human race.

Su sacrificed his life to give Morin a chance to live, so the people of Portland will use their lives to quell the dragon knight's anger.

In a certain sense, the gods are fair!

The "Magic Square" knight tower shield, embedded in the corpse of the golden dragon, fully activated its devouring ability, striving to merge with Su, not leaving even a fragment to the greedy dragon hunters and the people of Portland. Even the iron rust powder that had fallen to the ground, though devoid of life, still contained a trace of residual spell power, but the "Magic Square" unexpectedly devoured everything without discrimination.

If Su were still alive, he would probably support the dragon knight's actions, preferring to be devoured rather than have his body fall into the hands of the greedy human race.

Like melting snow and ice, the dragon's body, as large as a luxury bus, was completely devoured by the "Magic Square" knight tower shield in an instant, as if it had never existed in this world.

"Magic Square supply progress completed 99%, execute next step, confirm weapon type, custom mode, form maintenance time 1 hour 19 minutes 15 seconds, ammunition base 3000 rounds, ammunition base supply consumption resource units 10 minutes 09 seconds/base."

The remaining 1% of the incomplete progress refers to the metal armor and weapons on the bodies of the Portland people, but Lin默 did not intend to continue supplementing these fragments, instead allowing the "Dragon General" intelligent core control system to execute automatically.

The "Magic Square" knight tower shield hovered where the golden dragon's body had disappeared, flying lightly towards the dragon knight as if it had a spirit. He reached out and gently stroked the surface of the tower shield, which had not grown in size, and said softly, "Come on! Su! Let's fight together!" In a certain sense, after being devoured by the "Magic Square," Su could still continue to fight alongside Lin默.

As his fingers lightly traced the surface, countless fine lines suddenly appeared on the knight tower shield, the cracks growing larger, and it began to fold and transform as if it had a life of its own, constantly combining and decomposing. After an unimaginable structural evolution, a two-meter-long, small-bucket-thick six-barrel electromagnetic machine gun appeared in Lin默's hands.

Unlike chemical energy-stored firearms, electromagnetic rail weapons are inherently much larger and more menacing.

Due to the "Magic Square" automatically activating the void magnetic field, the weight of this super-heavy single-soldier weapon, including ammunition, did not exceed 5 kilograms, making it as light as a feather in Lin默's hands.

300 meters! 200 meters! 100 meters!

The ground around was covered with corpses, forming a thick, shocking layer of bodies, but this did not stop more Portland soldiers from completing a tight, multi-layered encirclement. They stepped on the bodies of their comrades without hesitation, gradually closing in on the dragon knight at the center of the field, their weapons gleaming in the light of nearby campfires and torches.

The Portland people, who had just completed the feat of slaying a dragon, were now brimming with confidence. If they could slay a dragon, how much more so a mere human knight? In their eyes, the enemy, now without the protection of the dragon, was already as good as dead.

The soldiers did not consider why the dragon's body had mysteriously disappeared, but were only concerned with the crystal on the Sylan knight, which represented 10,000 gold coins!

The archers outside had no suitable target and had to stand down, jealously eyeing the soldiers. The mages and sorcerers also had no intention of acting, coldly watching the Sylan's final fate.

Even a Sword God or a Mage God would have no chance of escaping alive from such an encirclement.

60 meters!~

"Kill!~" "Kill!~" "Kill!~"

The Portland people let out a deafening roar, surging forward like a tide, the encirclement rapidly closing. Perhaps just one "wave" would be enough to completely engulf the dragon knight, and the gold coin reward would fall into the pocket of some quick-handed general.

"Hey! Come on! Fire!"

Lin默's hands suddenly felt a violent, high-frequency vibration, a tearing sound like ripping linen filling his ears. As the six electromagnetic acceleration tracks spun wildly, two-inch-long 12.7 mm caliber bullets whizzed out, easily piercing the air and forming trails of shadows as they plunged into the crowd.

The Portland soldiers, surging forward like a tide, seemed to suddenly hit an invisible wall. Blood and flesh flew everywhere, and they fell back, no, not really falling back, but being torn apart into pieces by an unknown force, turning into a bloody mist.

Just one clockwise sweep, and amidst a series of muffled groans, the Portland people did not even have time to let out a single scream before being torn apart by the terrifying kinetic energy of the 12.7 mm caliber bullets.

Each electromagnetic acceleration track completed the process of loading, charging, and firing with extreme efficiency, repeating this cycle with perfect precision.

There was no deafening gun sound, but this strange tearing whine was even more chilling.

With a firing rate of 4,000 rounds per minute, the "Magic Square" six-barrel electromagnetic rail gun became the most terrifying and疯狂的死神镰刀, ruthlessly reaping the lives of the Portland people. Its ferocity was so intense that even the golden dragon's ultimate move, "Thorn Storm," would be left far behind.

No Portland soldier could withstand such a terrifying attack. The "Thundercloud Tiger" corps took over ten seconds to recover from the shock, but by then, at least 4,000 Portland soldiers were already lying on the ground, the earth raised by a foot of human flesh and blood.

The "Thundercloud Tiger" First Division, already nearly half-depleted, was completely annihilated on the spot. The hopeless rate of fire and the unimaginably dense barrage ensured that there were no survivors or escapees, not even those with missing limbs.

A single 12.7 mm caliber bullet could easily tear through a human body and continue to wreak havoc in the next, let alone the fact that, on average, each Portland soldier charging forward faced at least two bullets piercing their body.

Such a mad and ruthless sweep left no one intact.

The poor Portland people became the first army in the world to encounter this ultimate weapon, like a group of chicks being collectively slaughtered without any resistance.

"What is that thing?"

The archer formations outside were also hit by stray bullets, with half of them being torn apart by the terrifying solid-core rounds.

The Sword Gods of Portland had long lost their pride, their faces pale as they watched this human tragedy unfold. In the blink of an eye, over 4,000 ferocious soldiers had vanished as if they had never existed.

"Portland people, you bunch of dog bastards! I, the dragon knight Morin, stand here, come and fight! Come and fight! Come and fight!"

The battle-boosted roar of "Come and fight!" echoed throughout the camp, and all the Portland people changed color, wondering what kind of madman could issue such a challenge.

"Has the First Division not completed its mission yet?"

The "Thundercloud Tiger" corps commander Tang Lu was quite displeased to still hear a Sylan's challenge in the camp.

"No, sir, the First Division has been completely annihilated."

The bodyguard quickly brought back a very bad message.

Before dawn, the "Thundercloud Tiger" corps had already lost one-fifth of its combat strength. Tang Lu thought he must be dreaming. He subconsciously drew a short sword and stabbed it into his thigh.

"Ah!"

A pig-like scream echoed through the main tent, and the bodyguard stared in disbelief at the scene. Had the corps commander gone mad from the bad news?!

"How is this possible?"

The Portland mages were dumbfounded, taking a while to recover.

An eighth-rank fire mage decisively scattered a handful of extremely expensive magical spices, reciting a spell urgently amidst the strange aroma. A pale red fire shield appeared in front of him.

"Come over, activate the spell shield, don't be stingy with mana crystals, prepare to bombard him with all your might!"

The high-ranking caster shouted to the other mages.

The nearby five mages immediately rushed over without hesitation, hiding behind the fire shield and stacking more spell shields in the same manner, slowly retreating. Only mages familiar with the battlefield would use this special technique in unison.

A buzzing chant echoed behind the layers of spell shields.

Compared to the mages' reaction, the sorcerers, skilled in using bizarre spells, turned and fled without hesitation under the cover of the armored soldiers. They lacked physical and magical defenses, and in the face of such a terrifying enemy, fleeing was their only option.

"Second Division! Attack!"

The enemy's provocative declaration successfully ignited the anger of the Second Division's commander.

If they allowed the enemy to run wild in their camp, the "Thundercloud Tiger" corps would never be able to hold its head high in the Portland Republic's military, a disgrace even worse than a major defeat.

A man can endure, but who can endure this? The Second Division's commander roared the order to attack. He did not believe that the enemy's sudden appearance of such a bizarre and terrifying weapon had no usage restrictions; otherwise, ten "Thundercloud Tiger" corps would not be enough to withstand it, and they would not have been able to encircle and kill a dragon, especially a ferocious golden dragon.

In fact, he was only half right. Without Su's body, Lin默 would never have been able to activate and use this ultimate weapon so recklessly.

The finger-thick electromagnetic rail gun bullets had already collided head-on with the spell shields stacked by several mages.

Would the shield be stronger, or the gun sharper? This paradox would soon be resolved! (To be continued. Search for Piaowen.com for better and faster updates!)

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