Rusty Dragon

Chapter 1494: Making Soup! (part 2)

Chapter 1494: Making Soup! (part 2)


"Slightly came into contact.”


"But it was too dangerous. I’m a cautious person, so after slightly touching it, I stayed completely away.”


‘Old man’ admitted frankly, but his face showed lingering fear.


Because, when he was young and came into contact with the ‘Freedom Army,’ the alarm in his mind echoed profoundly, like an air raid siren, causing him fear.


In fact, his premonition was correct.


From that time on, the ‘Freedom Army’ became more radical.


Several consecutive massacres were orchestrated by the ‘Freedom Army.’


However, after a period.


Soon the ‘Freedom Army’ disappeared.

No!

To be precise, it became bizarre.


"What exactly is the ‘Freedom Army’ like?”


‘Old man’s question piqued Lauren Delder’s interest, prompting him to immediately ask further.


And the topic that followed centered around the ‘Freedom Army.’


The old man talked about everything he knew regarding the ‘Freedom Army.’


This recounting continued until they saw the one-kilometer milestone.


"Tell me more when we find a new ‘safe house’.”


Lauren Delder said, still not satisfied.


‘Old man’s narrative wasn’t plain or straightforward.


Instead, it was interwoven with various anecdotes Lauren Delder had never heard before, instantly attracting him, making him eager to sit and listen further.


However, even though he wanted to hear more, Lauren Delder knew it was not the time.


About to leave the ‘safe zone.’


Lauren Delder became vigilant.


So did the ‘old man.’


This former boss of District 16 squinted, thoroughly inspecting the surroundings, missing nothing.


Especially concerning the warning in his heart.


Paying particular attention to any differences within it.


At this moment, Jason suddenly halted his steps.


"You both step back.”


"Lauren, keep ‘old man’ safe.”


Jason immediately instructed.


"Understood.”


Lauren Delder grabbed ‘old man’s arm, and the two stealthily slipped underground.


Within moments, they vanished.


And shortly after their disappearance, tremors suddenly appeared on the ground.


From faint to light, then to obvious.


A massive creature approached from afar.


In the morning sunlight, this enormous creature was all too clear, and even more menacing.


Because, it had no trace of flesh.


Only bones and machinery remained.


Brawny leg bones supported the gigantic body, a pair of slender but sharp claws, and an even chunkier tail bone made one involuntarily shudder, especially when seeing the flame igniting in the skull.


That was sheer soul oppression.


It was the oppression engraved into the soul towards other creatures when it was still alive.


Even in death.


At this time, it still existed.


When alive, it and its kin were known as—


Dragons!


Even after death, they remained terrifying.


Especially when they could move!


Without flesh.


The intelligence and alliances of the past was utterly transformed.


Especially after being modified!


The originally crawling Bone Dragon turned into a walking Bone Dragon!


Bone wings were gone.


Replaced by two large-caliber Vulcan cannons.


Each Vulcan cannon had six large, dark gun barrels.


The heavy ammunition chain led to the ammo boxes, gleaming with metallic luster in the sunlight.


Just looking at it sent chills down one’s spine.


However, what caught Jason’s attention the most were the bulges on the opponent’s back, ten in total, each encased in metal.


Though unseen, their contents were certainly harmful.


Jason took a deep breath.


A faint excitement appeared on his face.


Rich ‘food’ aura.


Though lacking flesh, bone was still valuable.


"Soup!”


Jason’s eyes lit up.


At the same moment, the Mechanical Bone Dragon also noticed Jason, the Soul Fire burning fiercely in the eye sockets of the 20-meter-high mechanical ancient dragon, pulsed rapidly, with invisible pressure descending from the sky.


Dragon’s might!


To be precise, incomplete Dragon’s might!


But even incomplete Dragon’s might is still Dragon’s might.


Lauren Delder’s face changed underground.


Pulling ‘old man,’ he plunged further underground.


Meanwhile, he adjusted his breathing rhythm.


Even relying on his ability to hide underground, Lauren Delder still needed to breathe.


He supported an invisible force field, the air he breathed was brought in from the ground.


Lauren Delder needed to breathe.


‘Old man’ was the same.


Although Lauren Delder didn’t remind him, ‘old man’ also consciously began to adjust his breathing.


A powerful enemy!


Even though they couldn’t see what it was.


But that sense of oppression was telling both of them, this was an unprecedentedly powerful enemy.


Jason was likely to find himself in a hard battle.


To make things difficult for Jason.


They had to leave the battlefield for a longer time.


The two exchanged a glance and understood each other’s thoughts.


And on the ground—


Bang bang bang!


Two high-caliber Vulcan cannons opened fire.


Palm-sized shell casings flew wildly, and each bullet that hit the ground created a pit big enough to bury an adult, continuously.


With a firing rate near 6000 rounds per minute, it could almost cover the entire small battlefield.


Even armored vehicles would be penetrated.


What if infantry encountered it?


That was simply hell.


With two such high-caliber Vulcan cannons firing together, infantry with no cover could only count casualties.


The lucky ones might lose an arm or a leg.


The unlucky?


Would be left with no remains.


Because as long as those high-caliber ‘shells’ grazed the torso, a mist of blood was what was left, guaranteeing death, survival was impossible.


Yet, Jason was unharmed.


The firing rate of the Vulcan cannon was terrifying.


Especially with two Vulcan cannons, the sweep of the twelve barrels was even more despairing.


However, starting the Vulcan cannon took time.


Jason seized that gap of time.


His entire being, layered with phantoms, charged towards the Mechanical Bone Dragon.


With two high-caliber Vulcan cannons, engaging in combat from a distance was suicidal.


Even Jason’s current body, with defense superior to a War Machine level, was no different.


Under these high-caliber Vulcan cannons, armored vehicles seemed like they were made of paper mache, War Machine level was just slightly tougher paper.


Above War Machine level, it was only like adding a layer of foam inside the paper shell.


There was no fundamental change.


Just slightly delaying the inevitable.


It could not be resisted.


Unless one could reach the next level.


Otherwise, staying put was courting death.


With a route full of unpredictable maneuvers, Jason quickly approached the Mechanical Bone Dragon, with Vulcan cannon bullets trailing behind due to inertia.


And just as Jason was about to approach the Mechanical Bone Dragon, ten humped mounds on the Dragon’s back opened.


Rockets emerged one by one.


Each mound contained 16 rockets.


In ten mounds, there were 160 rockets.


At this moment, without any reservation, the Soul Fire flickering with sarcasm revealed itself.


It had lost the vast majority of its intelligence.


But, that didn’t mean it had become a fool.


Especially that kind of combat instinct which was embedded deep into the soul.


After being reconstructed, such combat instincts were greatly enhanced.


Designing a trap for the prey.


Was, of course, a matter of course.


In the next moment, all the rockets soared skyward, covering the position where Jason was, as well as a kilometer around it—


Whoosh whoosh whoosh!


Boom boom boom!


Rockets poured down in sheets, causing the earth to tremble.


Billowing dust rose up noisily.


The Mechanical Bone Dragon’s burning soul eyes scanned the ground.


It was confirming the life or death of the opponent.


Soon, it received accurate information.


The opponent was dead.


Roar!


With a silent roar, the Mechanical Bone Dragon raised its head.


It turned its massive body, preparing to return.


This was just a transaction.


It was merely following orders.


As for anything more?


It didn’t know, nor would it care.


All it knew was that once the task was completed, it could return to its lair.


The dragon that had lost much of its intelligence, even though it relied on machinery for better combat instincts and strength, still lost its rightful ‘rank’.


It didn’t notice that amidst the dust behind it, a figure reappeared.


And silently, it approached it.


Those eyes harbored naked desire.


Those eyes were filled with greedy hunger.