Chapter 1962: Hit hard

With more and more catapult attacks, the small pterosaurs continue to have new casualties.
Little pterosaurs, which looked very fierce, crashed to the ground.
When the remaining members of the small pterodactyl group finally turned their heads and refocused their eyes on me, their total number was less than ten, and all of them were injured.
I was surprised to see this scene, and couldn't help but secretly said: "I didn't expect that the bouncy ball would have such an effect!"
After listening to Odachi, he did not feel any joy, but said in a grateful tone: "That is a magic ball condensed with ice attribute magic. Fortunately, you hit it back. Otherwise, with your small body, it will either be shot through, or Frozen into an ice lump by the ice attribute magic contained in it."
"According to you, did I escape by mistake?"
"This is how a normal adventurer should respond."
"Huh?" I frowned: "Are you saying I'm abnormal?"
Odachi chuckled and said no more.
Wounded little pterosaurs, while screaming in anger, flapping their wings, slowly flew towards me.
On the other hand, I am ready to fight fiercely for a protracted war of attrition with a few small pterosaurs.
Ten minutes later, the sword blared anger, and the metal and iron screamed, resounding throughout the hall.
I dodge left and right, avoiding all the attacks of the little pterodactyl, and at the same time launched a series of ferocious counterattacks on the dragon scales.
The little pterodactyl relied on its thick armor to resist all my attacks, and then launched a more fierce attack.
This time, back and forth, no one can help each other in a short time.
I used them time and time again, but I couldn't break their defenses anyway.
"Damn it!" I felt a little impetuous, conscious that my physical strength was declining: "When is it tall to fight like this!"
"Don't you notice that the speed of swinging the sword is gradually increasing?" Odachi asked abruptly.
"Is there?" I asked, paying attention to the ever-changing light of the sword, but after feeling it for a while, I didn't notice the difference.
"You can't detect it, but it doesn't mean I can't detect it," Dadachi said: "The soul is very sensitive."
I believe in Odachi’s words. Although it is sometimes unreliable, once you get serious, every sentence has a basis. Since it says that my attack speed is getting faster and faster, it means getting faster and faster. The reason why I didn't notice it was probably because the speed-up process was not obvious.
Since there is the possibility of increasing strength, then this fight is not in vain.
I opened my mouth and smiled happily: "Anyway, I have to become stronger, why not have a happy battle!"
After thinking about it, an inexplicable enthusiasm filled the whole body, and my fighting spirit was fierce. I dragged the Odachi to face the small pterosaurs again.
Although the dragon scales are thick, it does not mean that they are invulnerable.
One attack may have little effect, but if you swing your knife ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times, and slash in the same place at the same time, the effect will be very impressive.
Finally, after I don't know it has swung the knife thousands of times, one of the small pterosaurs screamed and fell to the ground.
I cut out a bone-bearing wound on its back, and a pool of bright red blood poured out, which instantly stained the ground.
Not long after tossing, the khaki little pterodactyl died from exhaustion.
This is the first little pterodactyl I killed!
There is no strategy, no tricks, just using my knife to split its armor.
This is not only a small victory, but also a big step on my way to the strong!
I was ecstatic, and suddenly felt that something hit my chest, and my body flew back unconsciously.
I didn't know how far I was flying, and I fell heavily to the ground, my throat tightened, and a mouthful of blood came out.
After taking a few hard breaths, I looked down and saw that I had been hit on my collapsed chest, and a light blue ball of light was spinning rapidly.
I gritted my teeth and bounced the ball of light with difficulty. The huge pressure from my chest suddenly loosened, and my breathing became smoother, but the severe pain also followed, and it was accompanied by every breath. The pain will hit me once—probably my heart and lungs, stabbed by a broken rib.
This is indeed a serious injury, but it is not fatal. As long as you rest for an hour, broken ribs, broken organs, and torn muscles, you can recover as before.
It's just... I looked at the small pterosaurs that were still flying towards me, and my brows were frowned. "They probably won't give me a chance to rest. At this flying speed, ten minutes ...No, they can come to me in five minutes at most."
"In these only five minutes, I have to adjust my state. Even if I don't have the smooth movement as before, I must at least ensure that my breathing is smooth and my steps are not chaotic. Only in this way can I continue to delay time."
While staring at the pterodactyl group, constantly observe the wound.
The power of the blue ball of light is really terrifying. Just a single blow knocked my breastbone down, and its high-speed rotation made the skin on my chest torn and the muscles torn apart even though I tried my best in the shortest time. He bounced it away, but the injury on his chest was still blurred and terrible.
The self-healing ability is activated at the same time as the wound appears. However, the wound is too severe and can only be repaired from the outermost skin and muscles.
Time flies quickly, and in the blink of an eye, the pterosaurs are only a few steps away from me, and the trauma on my chest has been healed. Only the collapsed sternum and tingling heart and lungs are still torturing me.
Every time I cough, I would vomit a few drops of blood. I took a hard breath, stimulated my nerves with severe pain, and forcibly excited my spirit again.
Slowly standing up with a big sword, I walked forward weakly.
Just keep keeping the distance between me and the pterodactyl group, and be wary not to be hit by the blue ball of light again, when the wound is healed, the dawn of victory will once again come to me.
Enduring the severe pain, I speeded up my pace and gradually distanced myself from the pterosaurs.
The angry pterosaurs roared one after another, how eager they were to tear me into pieces, and then divide and eat them, not only to eat, but also to avenge their companions.
However, hundreds of millions of years of consumption have consumed them weakly, and their ability to fly continuously is the maximum limit they can achieve.
Once they hit the ground, it's hard to say whether they can fly again.
Just like me at this moment, once I am attacked by the blue light ball again, it is hard to say whether I still have the strength to stand up again.
Especially when my heart and lungs are damaged.
Now, what supports me to stand tall is the desire to survive.
I can't die yet!
I don't want to die yet!
I still have a lot to do!
There are still family members waiting for me to go back!
Therefore, we must persevere, never fall, let alone stop!
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