(Adult Ankylosaurus: body length over a hundred zhang, height sixty zhang, tail length thirty zhang.
The skin is thick, the flesh is rough, and the scales are hard like iron. It looks like a dragon and has a head like a python.
It likes to hunt in the surging river and is extremely fierce in nature! Enjoy hunting alone.
Most ankylosaurus live in rivers near the Water Spirit Tribe's Disaster Spirit Castle, and are very rare in other areas.
-- Excerpted from "Strange Tales of the Beast" by Zirberg King, the master of the study of later fantastic beasts in the Creation of the world)
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After several days, the group of four finally confirmed that on this "treasure land" of the Disaster Spirit Castle, the ghostly weather of thunder and rain never stopped! No wonder there is no grass or trees growing on those mountains.
Dark clouds roll eastward and thunder and lightning stop suddenly. It's drizzling and the breeze is gentle. Three heads of different sizes emerged from the murky torrent and let out a long breath. The pent-up mood eased a little.
"It's distorted! "Changed!"
From afar, they heard a series of extremely excited shouts, and three pairs of psychic eyes shone brightly, looking into the distance. A dozen or so silver-armored warriors, brandishing their blades, waved and shouted towards the billowing black clouds that were about to recede. Amidst the excited shouts, there seemed to be some indescribable joy.
Without hesitation, the Nine Spirits picked up the wind and the spirits, "whoosh --" and in the blink of an eye, he was already among the group of martial artists. Along with it came the talking crystal ring - Xiaojiao.
The wind and the spirit settled their minds and looked closely at the group of people with curiosity. There were already more than ten silver-armored warriors standing on the rock alone. There were also seven or eight of them on the banks of the torrent beneath the rock. In the torrent, if counted one by one, there would be no less than ten.
Look again at these warriors' burly bodies and stubble all over their faces, their strong arms and rough hands. It seems to be a lot older than the two little guys.
As the curiosity on the two children's faces soared, the corners of their mouths were already twitching slightly. Just as they were about to open their childish mouths to ask, they were pressed back by the wide-open eyes of a group of martial artists. Water Elara took a closer look, and each warrior had no less than five warrior bracelets on their silver armor wrists!
It was obvious that these men were at least at the level of martial clan chiefs with extraordinary skills!
A big man, with a sword in his hand, went up to the two children and, with a pair of sharp eyes the size of a cow's eyes, walked around them once. "Stretch out your little hands!" murmured Nenn.
Looking at the big man's serious expression, the two children were slightly stunned, but still stretched out their little hands.
The big man held one hand and closed his eyes slightly. Waves of sensation followed Elara's little hand into his heart. In an instant, Elara's hand trembled and struck off the big man's palm like an electric shock. In the horrified gaze flashed a series of horrifying flashes of blood.
Look at Kellen again, almost the same reaction, staring blankly with an elongated chin, her entire small figure trembling slightly.
"So quick to withdraw? I haven't sensed it yet?" The big man glared fiercely at the two little ones. Then he said, "Put your hand out!"
The two little ones shook their heads at the same time, staring blankly at the big man in front of them, no longer willing to stretch out their little hands.
Water Elara tightened Kellen's hand and stepped back a little. Though the big man in front of him, who was both a water and a warrior, did not show much friendliness. Water Elara couldn't help but be suspicious.
Just now in the big man's telepathy, I saw the bloody and violent scene again, and my heart trembled with fear. I couldn't help asking:
"Uncle can tell Elara what's going on with those killing scenes and the wounded warriors?"
The big man was startled to hear such a question from the little child. At once, his eyes widened and he took a step back. With a look of astonishment and a slight twitching, he asked, "What? How could you analyze my psychic perception in such a short time? It's a powerful spirituality! Little one, who are you?"
Nine Spirits circled behind Water Elara, secretly disdainful of this big man in their hearts. The primordial spiritual power that Water Elara possesses could not be sensed by a martial artist of the realm level! More than ten feet long, the snake-shaped sign hissed in the drizzle, and its golden, vertical pupils patrolled back and forth among every warrior in the rain mist. Thought to himself: It would be best to be honest!
Just as Water Elara was about to reveal her identity, she stopped. In the current situation, does identity still make sense? The most important thing is to keep going! Get out of this godforsaken place as soon as possible! Master the Supreme spiritual art as soon as possible and find the way to Nirvana.
Then he said, "Uncle, will you answer me first? What on earth are those scenes of killing?"
The big man didn't expect that a child of such a young age had learned not to give a direct answer to a question raised by an adult. From this, it seems that not only is his own spiritual ability not superior to this child, but perhaps even his intelligence is not much better than this child's. After all, those who have made it here are those who have passed the rigorous tests of the Crimson Water Abyss and the Giant Beast Magic Tower.
If one truly had no extraordinary ability at all, how could they have come to the Disaster Spirit Castle? What's even more puzzling is that the two little ones are actually so young?
The Nine Spirit King Python is the unchanging sacred beast of the Five Spirit tribes, and no tribe can afford to provoke it!
Look at this Nine Spirit King Python, which is so loyal to the two little ones, it is far more than ten times stronger than an ordinary adult Nine Spirit King python! This cold-blooded sacred beast, which is so intimidating, can be tamed by two young children. It's truly a sign of spiritual cultivation!
It seems that there is one more powerful helper! Hehe...
The man thought for a long time, his thick eyebrows relaxed, and a smile appeared on his stern and serious face. The smile seemed very happy to the man, but to the two children, it seemed more like a forced smile that had been absent for a long time.
Six parts melancholy smile, three parts bitter smile, and only one part light smile.
"Ha ha... Let me introduce myself. I'm Shui Huairen, the martial chief of Changlingxi. To make a long story short, the weather has just changed, and it's the perfect time to hunt the ankylosaurus! Half an hour (equivalent to an hour)! A crucial half an hour! Half an hour later, the torrent will come and stop the effect of the spirit magic. So we picked the most powerful ones and hunted the ankylosaurus together..."
Water Elara frowned and suddenly interjected, "Why?"
The big man chuckled, "Out of necessity! This is a distance of more than ten thousand miles to the Calamity Spirit Castle. The powerful torrent will drain off more than half of the spirit spells until all the spirit spells are drained out! If there is no spiritual protection, how can one resist the torrent of more than ten thousand miles? Thirty years! I've been here for thirty years and still have achieved nothing!"
"Thirty years?" said Water Elara, her eyes flashing with a blank.
The man went on, "Thirty years, all right. Uh... Don't talk about this. Later, I finally discovered a little-known secret: there are actually psychic spirits inside the ankylosaurus! Hehe... Coincidence! That was what I witnessed with my own eyes. In the past, two warlords successfully hunted down a newly grown ankylosaurus, successfully obtained the spirit spirit, and replenished the spirit magic and spirit power.
Otherwise, hehe... I'm afraid they're still here now!
So we, the warriors below the rank of Minister, gathered together and began a collective hunt. Unfortunately, the Ankylosaurus was unable to quench its might in the torrent. In several battles, we lost due to excessive injuries.
Because there is only half an hour to hunt this special beast, once the flood breaks out, the ankylosaurus can easily get away with it, and we will have to lose all our previous efforts! Anyway, there are times of success, but more times of failure."
The big man paused, looked at the dark clouds that had already gone away, and then said, "This is where ankylosaurus often appears! As long as we seize this critical moment and hunt one ankylosaurus, we will be able to hold out for a while and take a step closer to the Disaster Spirit Castle!
When I say this, you should understand, right?"
Shui Elara's beautiful eyes sparkled with clarity as she nodded. "Vaguely understood."
"Just now, I sensed that you two have extraordinary spiritual powers. So, at this critical moment, as the commander of this hunt, I formally invite you to join us and fight together! I hope you won't refuse."
In the eyes of the great man, there seems to be no alternative to hunting the ankylosaurus to reach the Disaster Spirit Castle.