Chapter 138: Mountaintop Corpse Dragon
A roar was heard, and from the mountain path ahead, a strong little giant covered with rocks approached with a "bang bang" sound on the ground.

It looks like a baboon, with sharp teeth and covered with long hair. The long hair is tied into tangled clumps with rocks, weaving them into rock armor.

Lind didn't recognize this kind of thing, but the aura of a higher-level disaster emanating from the other party could not be faked.

Not only that, there was also a group of small baboons that looked similar to the giant baboons but were only half a human's height, jumping around with some kind of red berries in their hands.

The monster spotted Lind, and with its two long arms like a monkey supporting itself on the ground, it quickly rushed towards Lind. The rumbling sound was accompanied by a strong wind that could not be ignored. Lind pointed the long sword in his right hand to the top of his head, and the blade burst into light, pulling him into the sky and narrowly avoiding the attack of the giant baboon.

But the opponent's flexibility was beyond imagination. He suddenly reached out to grab Lind, and his huge palm opened like a big shield, covering one-third of Lind's body. His five fingers stabbed like spears.

The armor failed to stop the spear's attack, and it easily penetrated the protection and stabbed into Lind's chest.

Blood spurted out immediately. Lind choked and coughed up the blood. He turned the sword backwards and used the explosive force of the sword to pull himself free from the "spear", thus avoiding the inevitable fate of being nailed to the ground.

Blood spurted out like a column.

The blood loss made Lind's heart beat faster, but his brain was very rational.

At the moment of death, his body burst out with even stronger power. He charged forward with his shield and dodged sideways. Lind successfully bypassed the upper disaster and got behind it, with his sword raised.

"Ga Ga Hu Hu!" The strange cry of baboons like rapid breathing came from a distance. A group of short baboons were pinching red berries in their hands. The dark red berries suddenly began to flash with strong light after being pinched by their fingers, and then they were thrown towards Lind.

Lind's body had already jumped into the air and he was unable to dodge. He could only watch the berries hit himself and the upper disaster, and then.

boom--!
Fire breaks out.

The upper disaster was disturbed by the flames and paused. He tried to turn around and roar at the little baboons, but he turned his head and saw that the flame curtain ignited by the explosion of fire berries was pierced by a sword.

Lind, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, broke through the flames and flew over, and the sword successfully pierced the opponent's left eye.

His entire body was also hanging on Disaster's head.

The upper disaster was stung and completely lost his mind. He reached out to grab Lind, trying to tear Lind into pieces. However, Lind showed no sign of injury at all. He flexibly let go of the sword, fell down hard, and narrowly avoided the slapping claws of the disaster.

The loud noise made by Lind's feet hitting the ground felt ridiculous. If you didn't know, you would think that Lind was a solid block of iron made entirely of molten iron.

Although the power of fire was gone, the furnace emblem still beat on his chest. The flames could not cause any harm to Lind, and even directly healed his severely injured body.

Grasping the shield with both hands, he charged forward, and the body of the upper disaster shook. However, the force fed back to him was too much for Lind's body to bear. The gap in rank was too obvious, and the opponent was obviously a disaster who relied entirely on his physical strength. It was impossible to compete in strength.

He abandoned his shield, jumped up and grabbed the arm of Disaster. The flames coming from behind provided Lind with strong assistance. The flames not only helped Lind recover quickly, but also made the upper monster with only one eye left completely lose its vision.

However, being injured means going crazy. The opponent shook his body wildly, and Lind's body was suspended in the air several times. He could only grab the opponent's long hair with his arms to avoid being thrown away.

He was like clinging to the edge of a cliff. If he couldn't loosen his fingers, what awaited him would be an abyss.

The explosion of the flame berries ignited Lind's anger. Although there was no "Clory's anger", Lind himself was also full of anger. His body was full of strength. If he couldn't kill the opponent here, he would only be killed. Lind hated to make this kind of choice between two options the most.

He obviously couldn't die here, and he didn't plan to die here.

His toes searched for a foothold on the long-haired rock armor of the Upper Disaster, and his knees trembled slightly. Although he possessed the strength of a grand knight due to his blessed weapons, his body was essentially that of an ordinary person.

With one successful step, he successfully leveraged the force, and at the moment when the Upper Disaster was shaking and twisting its body wildly, Lind let go and jumped, successfully grabbing the blunt sword stuck in the opponent's eye socket with both hands.

Just like a horizontal bar athlete, he hung in front of the upper disaster with a blunt sword in both hands, and his body swayed back and forth.

The pain further ignited the opponent's anger, but before that, Lind had accelerated and swung upwards, flipping his body and jumping onto the head of the upper disaster.

He quickly took off the bow on his back and placed it close to the head of the upper disaster.

Disaster shook his head and tried to throw Lind away several times, interrupting his bow drawing.

Finally, at the moment of stability again, Lind pulled out a full moon, and the bowstring flashed with a sharp light.

The sharpness became stronger and stronger as it wrapped around the bowstring. As Lind loosened his fingers, a whistling sound was heard, and the sharp wind blades flew out uncontrollably. This bow was so difficult to use, the wind blades released had no fixed direction unless they were released close to the face.

The upper disaster under his feet was still roaring, but its violence and savagery suddenly stopped after the continuous bombardment of the wind blades, as if it was chopped and cut by an invisible sword, which gouged out a piece of hair and flesh, followed by a series of muffled "puff" sounds of drilling into the flesh.

The upper calamity roared from its chest, like a huge pendulum clock swinging in a church. After being hit hard, the upper calamity roared again and finally threw Lind away. By the time Lind reacted, he was already hanging in the air, like a stone thrown casually and smashed into the distance.

Adjust the angle in the air, and roll over with your head in your hands the moment you land to release the force on your body.

The sounds of baboons taking rapid breaths came from all directions, and the little baboons came over and enthusiastically congratulated Lind with the fire berries in their hands.

Lind drew his bow, casually hooked the bowstring, and shot out, letting the wind blades fly and knocking over the little baboons holding fire berries, and watched the flames completely ignite the nearby woods.

He turned his head to look at the Upper Disaster who was lying on the ground with his head in his hands and rolling around. He ignored him and turned to run towards the mountain.

It is obviously impossible to kill the opponent alone relying on one's own body, so it is more important to find a way to escape first.

After a series of hard battles, Lind was careful enough on the next section of the road and climbed to the halfway point of the mountain after only a dozen battles.

Moreover, he was lucky. After picking up two pieces of armor, his strength actually surpassed the original level of his body.

"Blessing weapons can actually directly promote people to the hero level"

The huge gap in strength allowed Lind to easily recognize that he had now crossed that step. At the same time, he also had a deeper understanding of the power of the blessed weapon.

They are more useful than magic potions. Some of them can help people jump to higher levels and improve their strength just by wearing them.

After reaching the halfway point of the mountain, the way up the mountain becomes more and more difficult.

You will encounter more and more monsters that you have never seen before, and even start at the heroic level. The most difficult ones to deal with are humanoid enemies, because they will not let their enemies go easily.

It took at least ten hours, and they were getting closer and closer to the top of the mountain. Behind Lind, there was a huge group of people that could be called BOSS in the game, and they were chasing him closely from behind.

It would be more accurate to say that he was fleeing all the way up the mountain rather than fighting his way up.

Linde ran up madly until he reached the top of the mountain and saw the huge altar and the central platform.

"Ow—!"

An unsettling roar was heard.

The moonlight suddenly disappeared from overhead.

Lind looked up at the huge wings that were spread out enough to cover the sky, and saw the rotting black body with four legs.

When he landed, the storm caused by landing almost knocked Lind over.

"And a dragon at the end?"

Linde looked at the huge figure that was crashing down in front of him like a mountain range, his eyes were pale and lifeless, and it was obvious that the dragon corpse was dead.

He couldn't see the levels, but he didn't need to see them. If the undead couldn't see the levels, they wouldn't be able to determine the other party's strength. That's because their power didn't originally belong to them. It was obtained through "killing monsters and leveling up", so it was impossible to perceive it.

But it is different for the extraordinary people like Lind who rely on themselves. They listen and experience it personally, and the perception of power has long been integrated into their bones.

There are no detailed numbers in the eyes of the undead, but he can easily judge the strength of the opponent.

Like the corpse dragon in front of him, although Lind was not sure how many times stronger it was than himself, he was definitely a monster that existed in the legend and could kill him with just a slight move.

The corpse dragon opened its mouth and moved closer to Lind. Its teeth, which were thicker than the castle's load-bearing pillars, seemed to be inviting Lind to enter its huge mouth, which was as big as a castle hall.

In a trance, it seemed that the front was not a dragon's mouth, but a crack in the mountain, which would swallow up no matter how many ox carts and horses there were.

(End of this chapter)