boyutpedia Chapter 63 Victorious Soldiers Are Always Arrogant
Chapter 63 Victorious Soldiers Are Always Arrogant
Caesar and Manstein were extremely busy on the ship.
Chu Zihang, on the other hand, solemnly reached out and wiped his long sword; he knew what he was supposed to do.
His Word of Power, "King's Flame," originates from the King of Bronze and Fire, specifically the Dragon King before him.
Using words of power to attack the opponent is a very unwise move.
Conversely, the ability to belong to the same source also has an advantage.
He can use his divine flames to counter the opponent's attacking flames.
They both have the ability to manipulate the fire element.
Although he couldn't use his own power to manipulate the Dragon King's flames to counterattack.
But he was able to protect the New Moniach from the enemy's attack.
As long as he... works hard enough.
Chu Zihang looked at Caesar.
The other party is preparing at this moment.
According to the other side, they were preparing to attempt to hit the Dragon King head-on with a torpedo.
Yes, a direct hit.
The Storm Torpedo's head-mounted supercavitation launcher can create a narrow cavity in the water, within which the torpedo is unaffected by water resistance and can reach a speed of 200 knots per hour.
The alchemical warhead was chosen because they didn't believe the torpedo could directly hit the Dragon King.
Therefore, the fan-shaped blades are used to cut the Dragon King, but if a torpedo can be used to directly hit the opponent, its destructive power should not be underestimated.
However, to directly hit the Dragon King, the distance between them needs to be extremely close, within a hundred meters.
Yes, getting close to the Dragon King, who had just brushed past them and destroyed their two airlocks, was a plan that could be described as insane.
This is Caesar's calculation.
Manstein agreed to the plan because they had no better options.
They were all prepared to fight to the last moment, to shed their last drop of blood, and to commit suicide.
Caesar stood on the deck, holding a huge black sniper rifle, his eyes filled with a chilling killing intent.
Lu Mingfei was a worthy opponent, but he was taken away by the Dragon King.
He calmly loaded the bullets; each bullet here was a gold bullet, capable of penetrating shallow water and inflicting pain on dragons.
This is the limit. If a sniper rifle could kill the Dragon King, they could just buy two hundred sniper rifles and shoot them all down.
In fact, the harm is the pain of being hit hard with a spoon; it's unpleasant, but not to the point of being ignored.
He used this to distract the Dragon King, creating an opportunity for the torpedo to be launched.
Chu Zihang stood beside him, sword drawn, and the two exchanged a glance. Caesar then closed his eyes.
This wasn't him asking for a kiss; it was his Word of Power, Kamaitachi, a Word of Power that captures sound by releasing Kamaitachi.
A good informational spell can enhance hearing to the extreme, and closing his eyes can help him concentrate all his attention on hearing.
Kamaitachi, go all out!
Before Caesar lay boundless darkness, and endless noise filled his ears—countless sounds.
The roar of engines, the sound of footsteps, the sound of torpedoes being prepared, the sound of the Dragon King swimming in the water, and the huge pounding of the other side's heart.
In an instant, all the metallic noise disappeared, leaving only him and the Dragon King, separated by boundless darkness.
Caesar felt that they were like two sides in a gladiatorial arena. In ancient times, there were usually gladiators fighting beasts, with gladiators holding guns and shields and beasts with sharp teeth and claws.
Regardless of who defeats whom, the bloodthirsty audience will cheer.
He held a gun in his hand, Chu Zihang was his shield, but the torpedo was the real killing move, Caesar murmured.
"Come on, beast!"
"Bang!"
The sniper rifle fired instantly! Caesar heard the sound of a bullet striking the Dragon King's scales.
"roar!"
The Dragon King remained underwater, opening its mouth towards the New Moniach.
Huge bubbles rose violently to the surface of the water, and milky white steam covered the New Moniach, but was instantly dried by the intense flames.
Word of Power: Lord's Flame!
Chu Zihang chanted softly, holding his sword horizontally in front of him. A huge flame was generated, which struck the Dragon King's breath fiercely, forming a massive wall of fire in front of the New Moniahe.
Then it was pushed back, pushed back, the bow of the New Moniach was burning red, but it was still being pushed back.
Caesar still didn't open his eyes. He was burning from the flames, but he calmly pulled the trigger again.
"Bang!"
The flames stopped, and the wind from the flames ruffled Caesar's long hair. He remained motionless, for he trusted Chu Zihang.
Chu Zihang was panting heavily; he had just felt like he was wrestling with an elephant.
After just one exchange, he felt his strength was about to be exhausted.
Fortunately, he hadn't used Bloodlust yet, so he still had some room to maneuver.
Caesar kept firing, while the Dragon King circled the ship, occasionally opening its mouth to spit fireballs at Caesar's position.
Unlike the previous flame spray, which was just a series of fireballs, Chu Zihang continuously blocked them.
It's like two people slashing at each other with swords, leaving the blades pitted and cracked.
The sword will shatter when one of them can no longer withstand the attack, and be cut in two by the opponent.
But without a doubt, Chu Zihang will be the one who gets hurt, because blood is already gushing from the corner of his mouth, while the Dragon King still looks full of life... well, it is a dragon.
However, there was good news: the Dragon King stopped one kilometer ahead of the New Moniach, giving them an opportunity.
But there was also bad news: at that moment, the Dragon King was emitting a sun-like light.
Speaking of which, there is a Word of Power called Blazing Sun, whose function is to manipulate the fire element to release intense visible light.
It has no lethal force, but the intense light alone is enough to blind people and render them unable to fight.
Chu Zihang was ready to unleash his Bloodlust to its maximum in an instant.
Because no one dared to gamble that the Dragon King was only unleashing a single attack, the Blazing Sun.
But the New Moniach simply went full speed ahead, charging toward the sun at its fastest speed, seemingly unconcerned that it was about to be burned to ashes.
Perhaps it would be more appropriate to call it the Icarus.
A large amount of water vapor began to rise from the river surface, as if someone had dragged the clouds in the sky to the ground.
That was a prelude to the Dragon King unleashing flames, and it was merely a prelude.
No one questioned whether the flames could burn the entire New Moniach to ashes, but the New Moniach simply charged forward.
Just like Don Quixote charging at windmills with his lance, he might be considered reckless and foolish, or even mentally unstable, but he certainly wasn't overconfident.
Because their spears are "storms"—eight meters long, weighing 2.7 tons, and traveling at 200 knots per hour—they are indestructible.
"emission!"
Caesar shouted.
The ship shuddered, and the rocket engine emitted a beam of light hundreds of meters long underwater, sending cone-shaped bullets straight forward.
In an instant, the Storm Torpedo traversed a distance of 100 meters and pierced the Dragon King's flames.
The flames deformed the metal at the tip of the torpedo, but it didn't matter; the speed was fast enough that the Dragon King wouldn't have time to melt down the Storm Torpedo!
They succeeded. Don Quixote's lance knocked the windmill giant away, and the Dragon King was hit by the storm torpedo. The enormous kinetic energy sent him flying into the air, gliding for a full two hundred meters before falling into the water.
The entire ship erupted in cheers.
Caesar wiped the blood from his ear, opened his eyes, and smiled at Chu Zihang, whose mouth was bleeding.
Chu Zihang didn't laugh, but Caesar didn't care either; he had never seen the other's expression change.
Anyway, he was already deaf, so he didn't relax his guard. The huge sound of the storm torpedo being launched pierced his eardrums.
But the trade of his hearing resulted in the Storm Torpedo accurately hitting the Dragon King, which Caesar felt was worthwhile.
The mist on the river surface continued to increase, seemingly in response to the cheers of the people on the boat.
Wait, increase?