Perhaps it was a last gasp before it burned out, the charge that the Tigrex fought desperately actually had a momentum comparable to a furious state. It rushed towards Leon without hesitation, while he just held up his solar axe and waited quietly.
Sergeant Arlo and Lieutenant Dwayne, who were chasing from behind, couldn't help but feel their hearts rise to their throats when they saw this scene.
Sergeant Arlo even began to regret why he had asked Leon to stop the escaping Tigrex, although Leon had said before that he would set up arrangements to prevent it from escaping, there were already so many variables in the battle, who knew whether Leon's arrangements would still be effective?
He knew that Leon's modified legs had been damaged in the previous forced landing. Although he had restored basic walking ability after repairs, it did not mean that he could dodge the high-speed charge like himself!
He may have already lost one brother, and if he loses Leon again, how will he explain to the other brothers?
"Leon!" he screamed at the top of his lungs, "Get out of the way!"
"Am I hiding from him?"
Leon shook his head: "No, he should hide from me!"
Just as the rampaging dragon stepped across a carefully arranged venue, the trap that Leon had been preparing was suddenly triggered. The large shock trap made by Leon using the Thunderbugs he collected finally came in handy at this moment!
Leon originally wanted to use the paralyzing teeth of the Yellow Speed Dragon to make a trap to replace the flash bomb to complete the initial attack on the Tigrex, but he had no choice but to give up because he could not find the corresponding dragon species to collect materials.
Fortunately, the Thunderbugs that are common in the Monster Hunter world and will discharge electricity when impacted still exist on this planet. Although the electricity of the Thunderbugs is not enough to replace the flash bomb to trap it.
The azure electric current spread along the blood to the entire body. The Tigrex, whose scales were conductive, wailed in pain. Its steps became unsteady, and the charge lost its momentum.
The dying and struggling dragon was still unwilling to surrender. It wanted to adjust its pace and speed up again, but Leon did not give it this opportunity. He held up the solar battle axe, started his jet engine, which was modified from the plasma engine removed from the escape ship at that time, and jumped high from the ground.
Tigrex's head followed the trajectory of Leon's leap and went up. It saw Leon's figure overlapping with the sun. The solar-powered battle axe in his hand, which was full of energy, was even brighter than the sun!
After jumping to a suitable height, Leon fell like a meteor. The potential energy of the fall, the energy of the solar axe, and the hydraulic drive of the power arm were combined at this moment, and such a powerful and heavy chop landed on the forehead without any tricks, even splitting the hard skull in half!
Leon pulled out his axe, and he could even see the brains of the dragon from the gap he had chopped. The dragon was too weak to even wail, and it dropped its head weakly, and Leon followed its movement and fell back to the ground safely.
He stood in front of the Tigrex, which was already lying on the ground again, and met its eyes.
It stared at Leon with resentment, and a dull growl came out of its throat, and the tone of its voice changed like a vicious curse. It seemed to be very dissatisfied with its defeat, and also had a lot of complaints about Leon's use of hot weapons.
But soon, the blood choked its throat, making it unable to make any sound.
Leon didn't care about the curse of the dragon, nor did he want to waste time here. He took out his plasma pistol and stuffed it into the dragon's mouth.
The overlord of the earth, the absolute strong man, the tiger of the desert, the devourer of the end... these are the positions and reputations that it once possessed... each one is stronger than the other, and each one is higher than the other.
As a beast that could subdue other monsters with brute force alone, it had never made a wrong decision. When it roamed the earth and all other creatures could only retreat away from it, thinking it was the most powerful and tyrannical creature in nature, how could it be wrong?
It was once thought that all creatures within its territory should respect it, worship it, fear it, and be loyal to it. But when a plasma pistol was stuffed into its mouth, it finally realized that there are always going to be bigger predators that could not be disturbed.
It was just that the lesson came too late, and the truth was learned too late. As Leon pulled the trigger, the air was suddenly filled with the aroma of roasted brains, and all the past reputations were turned to ashes in the burning of plasma, and the Tigrex, who refused to close its eyes, finally closed them.
Leon calmly pulled out his plasma pistol, wiped the blood off it, and then took out his welding gun and hunting knife to prepare for a big fight. The other Astartes who had just arrived had already witnessed Leon's god-like performance on the way here. They were surprised and delighted and surrounded Leon, praising his performance.
"Leon, I didn't expect you to be so strong in combat!"
Sergeant Arlo looked up and down at Leon, who was unharmed, and praised him sincerely, "Especially the final leap into the air. Even from an Astartes perspective, it was impeccable!"
"To survive in the martial arts world, you need to have some capital to make a living. Moreover, it has a strong desire to fight and is not so alert to many traps. If you change to an opponent who can't take advantage of you, you may not get such a good effect."
Without even looking up, Leon was cutting various materials from the Tigrex. In his mind, he had already begun to imagine what kind of weapons he could make with these materials: "I'm going to collect materials from here. You don't know where to start, and staying here would be a burden. You should go find your companion who was knocked away as soon as possible."
"If your suspended animation membranes have not yet failed, your brother's chance of survival should be 82.46%. But for every ten minutes that pass, his chance of survival will decrease by 5%... Come back to me when you find him. I will give him emergency treatment for his wounds."1
"Don't we need to arrange a few guards for you?" Lieutenant Dwayne was a little worried.
"The Tigrex is the overlord of a territory. This is all its territory. Before it is confirmed to be dead, creatures hostile to it dare not easily appear. I just want to take advantage of this period of time to collect as many usable materials as possible. I don't need others to keep watch for me. And with every additional person you have, the possibility of searching for that brother will be higher... Lieutenant, such basic probability and statistics should not require me to list numbers to explain to you, right?"
With just a few words, he used common sense to convince Lieutenant Dwayne and Sergeant Arlo. Except for one person who led the brother who was hit head-on by the boulder and suffered multiple fractures and bruises to return to the camp first, everyone else began to search in the direction where the previous combat brother was knocked away.
Leon devoted all his body and mind to collecting materials.
But using common sense to convince others does not mean that things will develop according to common sense...
Leon, who didn't take the grudge and curse of the dragon before its death to heart, was still obsessed with collecting. But this obsession didn't last long. After a while, the movement and the footsteps of the monster behind Leon interrupted his concentration.
He turned his head warily and was surprised to find a strange dragon nearly 20 meters long with skin like green loofah looking at him from afar. Its mouth full of fangs and dripping saliva all told of the monster's bloodthirsty desire.
Its blood-red eyes stared at Leon, as if it had regarded him as its prey.
"Deviljho?" Leon was naturally surprised