712 Menacing frigh (1/2)
The black shadow shifted. Moments later, the Deinonychus was pouncing through the air. Its incomparably incisive claws swiping ruthlessly for Sheyan.
Sheyan took a deep breath. The military camouflage shirt he was wearing wasn't well-fitting, ripping out 7-8 slits as his muscles swelled.
Sheyan jumped forth to meet his attacking. With both hands gripping his saber shaft, he hacked down with full strength!
Since there was no way out, he would slaughter a way out!
Blue melancholic glitters sparkled out.
A clean swipe!
Sheyan was supplemented with the momentous force of his charging sprint, causing his incoming saber to carry a faint whistling scream when hacking down; seemingly impressing an oppressive resonance throughout one's innards.
Though the Deinonychus' pouncing cleave carried deadly strength and speed, when it clashed head on with '+7 West', sparks scattered as its claws were parried away by an unstoppable and domineering strength.
In this instance, the long saber blade slashed through the Deinonychus' chest to its belly. A ghastly ripping sound echoed out as the unfortunately dinosaur stumbled backwards. Puchi! Blood gushed out profusely from its chest to belly wound.
Of course, the dinosaur's parried claws managed to cleave Sheyan as well. Instead, he realized the dinosaur's claw was like a silvery pointed spear made up of pewter; worthless despite an attractive appearance.
Its claws appeared with acute stainless steel sharpness, yet the might it carried failed to live up to expectations.
After wounding his opponent, Sheyan landed with a frontward roll and continued sprinting away.
Still, the heavily wounded Deinonychus remained exceedingly relentless. After issuing an agonized grunt on the ground, it immediately swung back and lunged towards Sheyan.
Sensing the malicious intent of his fore, Sheyan immediately spun round and released a daunting horizontal slash!
When the Deinonychus' claws cleaved against Sheyan, Sheyan's terrifying slash simultaneously struck the Deinonychus!
The strength requirement of '+7 West' was relatively demanding, and normally required wielding with two hands to exhibit its fullest threat. For a heavy weapon like this, it also required countless hard work and practice to tune one's proficiency in using it. Naturally, a fast swiping heavy saber carried immense inertia, causing the resultant destructiveness to be amplified.
When his saber blade chopped onto the Deinonychus' head, Sheyan even felt a sensation of pounding a walnut.
Once again, the heavily wounded Deinonychus issued a sorrowful screech, and tumbled to the ground while violently struggling. Blood spilled out from its mouth along with broken bone splinters and pulpy innards. Even a genetically modified Deinonychus couldn't withstand the heaviness of this saber chop.
Still, the Deinonychus glared at Sheyan with fiery, murderous intent. Obviously, physical pain wasn't that much of a big deal to it.
The Deinonychus only thirsted for one thing – to viciously chew the flesh of all visible prey, and enjoy the prey's refreshing blood. To let all lifeforms cower beneath its tyrannical brutality!
As compared to the other Deinonychus the trio encountered earlier, this one's fighting spirit and menacing exterior was several folds more impressive. If one described the current Deinonychus as a standard militant, the previously one could only be described as a reserve force.
Nevertheless, Sheyan didn't care about all these. He only desire was for this dinosaur to give way. Once he noticed an unobstructed opponent ahead, he immediately turned and raced off!
After nearly 200 metres of sprinting, he finally spectated the ghetto, filled with short slum houses, that Reef had mentioned earlier. The majority of houses here appeared to be short lasting constructs that would fail the minimum testing grade of buildings. Putting it bluntly, this was a shantytown normally located around the outskirts of cities.
Frankly speaking, Sheyan felt that the Tyrannosaurus wouldn't face any scruples in such a terrain. For a dinosaur of such a grand physical size, dashing through the streets of houses previously was akin to a human dashing through a dense forest; knocking against trees that could cause starry concussions.
For Sheyan, the difficulty of maneuvering through these tightly packed slum houses, definitely surpassed that of sprinting through the street houses. On the contrary, this place was like running in a patch of knee high grass to the Tyrannosaurus. Regardless of where it turned, such minor collisions wouldn't disorientate and confuse its mind!
”Darn it, could that document be lying? Should I enter?”
Sheyan hesitated briefly upon encountering such a situation. Instead, he immediately realized something exceedingly mystifying.
The frightening tremors reverberating throughout the ground, signalling the soon arrival of the death god, had oddly vanished!
This indicated one fact – the Tyrannosaurus had patted its buttocks and departed resentfully…...
”What the hell?” Finally abscised from this deadly pursuit, a tremendous suspicion floated up in Sheyan's heart.
”Could it be a virus outbreak? Ah, that isn't right too. According to earlier testing, the symptoms of my low ranked viruses are negligible to dinosaurs.”
The more Sheyan contemplated, the more he felt the entire situation was fishy.
At present, not only wasn't feeling the joy of evading a calamity, he was instead feeling immeasurable chill as though his blood ran cold!
There was an extremely simple logic to this. One could imply its temperament and overbearing might just from its name, Tyrannosaurus.
To compel a dinosaur whose might ranked amongst the strongest of single unit overlords, much more a furious one at that, to retreat like an alarmed stray dog, what kind of fearsome existence must one be???
Sheyam recalled the words recorded in that document.....