Have any of you had such an experience before?
Noticing a cockroach in a corner of a room, picking up a slipper or a rolled up magazine to cautiously approach it. Just as they were about to kill the uninvited guest with a single blow, the cockroach suddenly turned and lunged at their faces with immeasurable agility, as if saying 'You didn't expect this, did you? This is my escape route'.
When the number of these cockroaches multiplied by several times, they would quickly climb onto one's body and crawl towards an unknown place. It would not be an exaggeration to put this scene into a horror movie.
And that was exactly what the Dead Red Dragon Sakasugi was experiencing at the moment.
Under Edward's command, many Players gave up on using skills to forcefully reduce the Dead Red Dragon's HP. Instead, they attempted to climb onto the Dead Red Dragon's body and hang onto it, searching for weak spots.
Sakasugi, on the other hand, was shaking its body forcefully as if it was a man with cockroaches hanging all over its body, bellowing deafeningly and fearsome.
For the scouts of other churches who dared not approach the battlefield and only wandered around the fringes of the battlefield, all of them thought that the ragtag troops had finally angered the Dead Dragon, and that it was finally getting serious about destroying them.
Still, to the Players, Sakasugi's bellow sounded more like the hysterical screams of a man whose face was being crawled on by cockroaches …
As a prideful red dragon, Sakasugi had never been able to approach its body when it was alive. Naturally, it wouldn't have had the experience of being crawled on by a bunch of humans who weren't under Dragon Might's control.
It was a situation that completely exceeded the scope of its centuries of experience in life, leaving it at a loss for what to do.
Moreover, the Players who had climbed onto the Dead Red Dragon's body had made some new discoveries as well.
Dragons had incredibly tough bodies. Even after dying for a thousand years, only parts of Sakasugi's soft tissues had completely rotted away, while other parts such as its scales were no different from when it was alive.
Be that as it may, the Dead Red Dragon's flesh and skin were showing signs of rotting as well, whether it was an after-effect of its undead transformation or some other reason.
As the saying went, where would the hair stick to without the skin? Dragon scales grew out of the skin of dragons in the first place, and one could even say that they were glued to the skin and muscles.
Before this, the Players' skills were all external attacks, and since most of their bodies were still intact, the dragon scales completely negated the damage from external attacks.
Regardless of what skills the Players had been using, the only thing that could hit the Dead Red Dragon's true form was the impact of the skills themselves. Even so, the remaining impact was almost useless against the Dead Red Dragon due to the Undead's immunity to most physical damage.
However, after climbing up the Dead Red Dragon's body, the Players realized that the defense mechanism wasn't invincible — as long as they could find the rotten part of the dragon's skin, they could use their bare hands to peel off the dragon scales!
Without the dragon scales in the way, it was just the rotting flesh of a giant dragon. Skill attacks could penetrate deep into the rotting wound and deal high damage directly!
After all, the Players had spent an entire day dealing damage to the Dead Red Dragon. None of them managed to break through its defenses, causing it to lose 1 HP!
Only Joe and Gou Dan, who wielded the legendary weapons Giant's Toe and AWM, could effectively penetrate its defenses and deal double-digit damage!
After discovering that, the Players were even more pumped up, desperately searching for scales that they could pluck off and dealing damage to the rotten flesh. It was as if they were venting all the frustration they had accumulated from not being able to penetrate the Dead Red Dragon's defenses and being abused in various ways by the Dead Red Dragon.
"It really worked …" Even Edward, who had organized the suicide squad was beside himself in delight at the great outcome. He had only intended to give it a try at first, and didn't hold much hope in such a strategy. "So that's the right strategy!"
Although Sakasugi couldn't see its own HP bar directly like the Players, it could naturally feel that the 'lifeforce' in its body was rapidly draining away under the mortals' attacks.
A sense of grievance arose in its draconic soul … no one had ever dared to blaspheme a dragon like that!
Forcibly suppressing its prideful personality in life, Sakasugi lowered its head in humiliation and used a lazy donkey roll that it thought it would never use in its entire life, intending to crush the Players on its body to death.
Though it was a very unsightly move, there was no doubting its damage. Many Players who couldn't react in time were squashed into a pile of meat, and that temporarily alleviated Sakasugi's terrible condition.
"You insolent, damned, lowly humans! I'll remember your smell! Next time, I'll kill every single one of you without mercy! "
With those vicious words, Sakasugi spread its dragon wings that were riddled with holes, intending to retreat for the time being. It would only deal with those damned humans after it had recuperated and familiarized itself with its body's condition.
Although there were many rotten holes over the Dead Red Dragon's wing membranes, it didn't actually affect its flight.
In this world without Newton, the true dragons of the dragon species were different from the wyverns. They never relied on their wings that were completely disproportionate to their bodies to fly. Instead, they relied on their own spell-like abilities. The wings were just a medium to perform this ability. Even if they were rotten to the point where only their bones were left, they could still fly.
And yet, just as the Dead Red Dragon took to the air, a crisp gunshot interrupted Sakasugi's next move. Its left wing was directly blasted off at the base, and its gigantic body crashed to the ground. Many Players who were still clinging to it were thrown off by the violent tremor!
On a distant tree, Gou Dan whistled after scoring a kill with a single shot.
"Lucky that they managed to remove the scales from the big guy's wing … Oh, my contribution went up by 1. I see, isn't it purely based on damage?" Gou Dan exclaimed as he quickly put away his AWM and leapt down from the tree, ready to search for a new sniping point.
Ever since he was blasted into the air by Nightcry, he had learned the basics of sniping without a teacher.
And just as expected, not long after Gou Dan left, the tree he was standing on was vaporized by the enraged Dead Red Dragon's Dragon Breath.
With that done, Sakasugi's heart was filled with immeasurable indignation and rage. The Players who were still hanging onto it were saying things like, "The dragon scales that you removed with Life Skill Butcher or Dissect won't vanish, it's Purple Quality!", "Hurry up, hurry up!", "Mister Marni went through that pile of rotten meat and fell into the Dead Dragon's stomach!", "What a coincidence, you're here to slay a dragon too?" Even as they chatted, it slowly fell to the ground, the dragon soul fire that kept beating in its chest slowly dying out and vanishing …
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Chapter 237:
Death of the Dead Red Dragon
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