Chapter 523: The Great Sword of Courage
"Well done! Leave it to me next!" Gordon raised the sword and prepared to enter the charging posture.
The effect of the incendiary bomb was unexpectedly good. After melting the snow armor, a small amount of grease still stuck to the giant beast's legs and continued to burn. The fur on the legs was ignited, and the giant beast roared in pain. Kick backward.
Faced with the oncoming giant hoof, Gordon immediately changed his sword stance, swung the sword horizontally, and used the force to turn sideways, dodging the attack while leaving an inconspicuous wound on the giant beast's hind leg. .
"Boom, boom" Gordon felt that his heart was beating slightly faster
At the same time, there was a fiery breath, like a lighted flame, quietly igniting.
"That's it."
Gordon smiled. In fact, there is something in common between the refining and accumulation of "courage" and the use of the Tyrannosaurus suit. at.
As long as you maintain the boundaries of rationality, comply with the violent emotions of the Tyrannosaurus suit, and continue to attack and counterattack, your courage will quickly accumulate in the process.
"Ha! Isn't this a match?" Gordon laughed, shouldering the sword and entering the charging posture again.
Pork Chops, startled by Gordon's sudden laughter, shook his ears. Gordon would do this from time to time when he was equipped with a Dino-Tyrannosaurus armor to fight. He was so nervous that he was too lazy to complain.
Speed up and run to the side of the giant beast, and the pork chop came into the sight of those small eyes.
It holds the cat sword high and launches an offensive. It does not want to hurt the giant beast. If it can distract the latter's attention by jumping around, it will win.
Pork Chop succeeded. The giant beast's turning movement hesitated for a moment. Gordon took the opportunity to release three stages of charged slashes, adding a new bleeding wound on the giant beast's hind leg.
The sound of the beating heart becomes clearer and stronger, and the flame of courage burns stronger and stronger.
Breathing out a breath of hot breath from between his teeth, Gordon said to himself, "It's still a little bit worse."
The leg was injured, and the giant beast roared. It shook its head vigorously, pushed the ground with its front feet, and accelerated. Turning around, Gordon judged the behemoth's movements in advance by reading his muscles, and stepped back before he could.
As the courage gradually continues, the spirit becomes more and more "focused".
Perhaps, this is the direct reason for the acceleration of energy accumulation.
The huge fangs, longer than the entire body of many large monsters, once again swept past Gordon.
This time, Gordon, who was prepared, stabilized his center of gravity, held the sword diagonally in front of him, and relieved the wind pressure, so that he was not blown away by the air current.
The giant beast also reacted very quickly. After swiping its fangs in the air, it immediately took a big step forward, and at the same time shook its head in the opposite direction, and the fangs swept back.
Gordon was very lucky that he had just blocked the wind pressure. If he had been blown away by the airflow and his center of gravity was unstable, the pursuit that followed would probably have caused him a lot of trouble.
Facing the approaching giant tusk, Gordon spotted an opening and jumped and rolled.
Not backward, but forward.
He flew under the giant beast's head, which was a "dangerous safe zone" due to the curved shape of its fangs.
We say "safe zone" because this location is a blind spot for fangs, which can effectively prevent the giant beast from continuing to swing its fangs in pursuit.
The danger is because the giant beast also has a flexible nose.
Before Gordon could get up under the giant beast's head, the nose was thicker than his entire body. After touching the proboscis more than once, it swung down.
Continue to roll forward to dodge? Or fight back?
Both options are risky. The former may be crushed by the forefoot of the giant beast. It depends on luck. The latter may be crushed by the proboscis, but there is still room for maneuver.
Then what is there to hesitate about? Fight back!
Gordon stood up, picked up his sword, and slashed at the proboscis that was about to fall.
The next second, the head of the big sword struck the tip of the giant beast's nose.
Because it was an emergency attack based on the conditioned reflex of the giant beast, the force of the swish of the nose this time was relatively weak, and the angle was not correct. However, the weight of the proboscis itself almost hit Gordon like a nail. Knocked into the ground.
The giant beast was even more uncomfortable. Gordon's slashing attack just happened to land on the wound on its nose.
Stimulated by the sharp pain, the giant beast's proboscis twitched and raised, and the entire upper body was raised as well.
Gordon seized the opportunity, put away his sword and charged forward at full speed. Finally, with a thrilling sliding shovel, he successfully got out from between the hind legs of the giant beast and left under the giant beast.
The vision suddenly becomes clear.
The series of dodges and counterattacks just now were a matter of life and death. He didn't have time to realize it. Now he suddenly realized that he seemed to have entered a rather strange state.
It was different from the excitement and excitement I felt when I was "practicing" with the big monster bird before.
But more stable and more controllable.
The heart no longer pounded wildly, but became steady and powerful again. The flame of courage that only existed in the "spiritual concept" did not turn into a majestic burning flame like before. Instead it becomes bright and warm.
Like sunshine, covering the whole body.
The spirit is concentrated like never before, every muscle, every joint, and even the slightest bit of strength, or "fighting energy" that is extremely difficult to control, are completely under control.
Gordon subconsciously pulled out his sword and entered a charging posture.
The power came together at an unprecedented speed. Almost in the blink of an eye, the three stages of power accumulation were completed.
Gordon didn't even react.
What amazed him most was that the power that had been accumulated to perfection was completely controllable!
You must know that the charged slash under normal conditions, whether it is a normal charged slash, a strong charged slash, or a true charged slash, has a "best release time", which is when the power is accumulated to the limit. That moment.
If this moment is missed, a considerable part of the power will lose control, dissipate, and disappear.
But now, the gathered power is stably maintained at its peak, waiting for the moment to be released.
“Drink!”
Gordon drank in a low voice and waved the sword in his hand.
The power of this sword is unusually heavy, and its power has far exceeded the level of the conventional three-stage charged slash, and even surpassed the strong charged slash.
It might not be as powerful as a fully charged true charge, but the preparation speed of this sword was so fast that Gordon couldn't help but wonder if his senses had misjudged it.
However, the bloody wound on the behemoth’s hind leg does not lie. In this wonderful state, he really used two ordinary periods of basic charging time to kill a powerful weapon that exceeded A powerfully charged sword!
Even after the sword was struck, the power gathered in the core muscles was still not dissipated. He subconsciously turned forward and swung an enhanced horizontal slash that was no different from a powerful sweep. .
Two wounds, one vertical and one horizontal, were intertwined at the base of the giant beast's hind legs. The splattered blood dyed the claw blade of the booming sword red, and also dyed Gordon's armor red.
The giant beast roared again, and it simply sat back, trying to crush the hunter behind it to death.
The muscles and joints of Gordon's legs quickly mobilized at this time, not rolling, but spinning and sliding similar to the dual swordsman's ghost-like state!
In the past, he obviously needed to use the inertia of charging or swinging a sword to perform similar actions smoothly.
But now, he was carrying a big sword like a swift swordsman with light weapons. He easily slid back a long distance and successfully avoided the heavy pressure of the giant beast.
Wandering around, always paying attention to Gordon, Pork Chop couldn't help but open his mouth, "Hey, hell, meow?"
Gordon's face hidden under the visor He couldn't help but smile happily.
"This is the real thing, 'courage'." Ps. Originally, I wanted to write the last sentence as "courage mode", but suddenly the scene jumped to the fairy mode emmmm
When in the courage state, draw your sword and prepare for the truth Too fast, very impressive.
(End of this chapter)