Mission of Survival Part III
“WAAAAARGH!”
The scream was heard as the tall man flew forward at a fast speed with a large silver sword that had cold steam spreading out of it. And the man now had a wound on his head with blood covering all over his face.
Even so, his eyes did not have a scared look in them at all.
They were still full of a pure thirst for fighting monsters!
CLANG!
45,142!
But right after his sword was swung on Sarquros’s skin, it broke apart instantly!
“God, damn! That's the third one already.”
The reckless one yelled out as he bent his body to the side to dodge the attack from the black dragon’s tail, barely in time.
“What the hell is that skin made of though? Why is it so hard like this?”
POOF!
Again, that long tail came back to attack him so fast. He had to change his flying direction to evade it by just a few inches away. But it turned out to be a mistake. The tail attack was just a decoy, the real attack was,
“What, are you crazy?!!!”