Bear School Astartes-Chapter 740 - 723. The nostalgic glow of the sunset

The seemingly harmless growth of plants can actually destroy many indestructible, human-imperceptible structures under their gentle growth force.

Just like now.

A large number of plant roots appeared suddenly and supernaturally in the crack between the rocky peak and the mountain body.

Those plant roots crazily surged into the mountain crack.

The less sturdy roots were quickly crushed, but their volume remained solidly in the crack.

And as the volume of plant remnants in the crack accumulated more and more, like absorbing water, it expanded.

The entire mountain crack thus expanded continuously amidst a series of ’cracks’ of rocks shattering.

Finally, the sturdy structure of the mountain body was destroyed and could not support the weight of the rocky peak.

Amidst a shroud of rubble and flying smoke, that crack completely snapped with a ’crunch’! Thousands of tons of rocky peak fell from above.

All of this occurred in less than five seconds.

After magically summoning the trees and completely collapsing the precarious rocky peak, the Deer Head Spirit seemed to have lost the intention to fight.

From beneath its withered deer skull, a deep, hollow hum sounded like the wind passing through an empty space.

Then it took a small step back, crossed its two branch-like arms in front of its chest.

In an instant, a large group of Hate Dolly swooped out from the void, chirping and flying around it.

As feathers scattered, both the bird flock and the Deer Head Spirit vanished without a trace.

The Sword Master had never seen such magic, and he was momentarily stunned.

This time, it was Wende, a younger person with greater acceptance, who reacted first.

He grabbed the thorn protruding from the Sword Master’s shoulder armor and started running towards the edge of the Molten Mountain Dragon’s shell, pulling Aiden along with his other hand.

Gaffi jumped onto his back during this process.

"Don’t just stand there! Retreat!"

Wende shouted, then threw both of them down one by one.

Because this was a platform formed by the tail of the Molten Mountain Dragon, the vertical height to the valley floor was barely over a meter.

To a hunter, it felt like a small step.

The three of them stepped back onto solid ground again, and without agreeing, they started running as if being chased by rabid dogs.

Gaffi pulled out a whistle from Wende’s neck, and with a furry little face, blew it hard.

A previously prepared gliding pterosaur skimmed over the low air, and Wende directly fired a projectile hook lock to latch onto the saddle.

The Sword Master and Aiden were a step slower than Wende, but they also blew their whistle, latching onto the gliding pterosaur saddle and soared.

Before they flew far, they heard the Commander-in-Chief’s roar echoing in the valley.

"The remaining rocky peak! Detonate!"

The order was given, and it was immediately executed.

Another explosion boomed, endlessly echoing in the valley.

Shortly following, two rocky peaks fell on the Molten Mountain Dragon’s back, the shockwave swept forward!

Thousands of tons of rock fell from high altitude, crashing into the back of a super-large ancient dragon.

This scene is a once-in-a-lifetime image in human ecology.

Rocks exploded upon impact.

The expanding shockwave, mixed with dust and debris, formed a misty sheet of yellow sand that surged outward.

But due to the valley’s terrain, this shock could only unfold in a single line.

In an instant, a fierce wind swept simultaneously forward and backward along the valley’s terrain. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

The Sword Master and others, still in mid-air, could only control and calm the gliding pterosaur while wobbling in the storm and sand.

Lann, who originally crouched observing at the broken rocky peak, was also blown up two meters off the ground by this wind before landing.

Soon after, the Molten Mountain Dragon’s unprecedented painful wail echoed.

Since its discovery by humans, such painful sounds were never recorded from this super-large ancient dragon.

Heavy footsteps, discernibly staggering and faltering, could be heard in the lingering smoke.

The super-large ancient dragon seemed to finally awaken from its impending senile decline, due to pain and danger.

The clash and friction between the Molten Mountain Dragon’s shell and the rocky wall could be heard from the smoke.

In chaotic roaring, it forcibly turned within the relatively narrow valley!

Collisions between shell and rocky wall, awkward limb movements... It ignored them all.

It just frantically scratched at the valley walls, moving in the opposite direction of its original path.

The Molten Mountain Dragon turned around.

Luckily, Wende and the others controlled their gliding pterosaur timely to approach the rocky walls on both sides; otherwise, they might have been swept onto its back again.

But even so, they shouted cheerfully.

One hand latched onto the gliding pterosaur saddle using the projectile; the other waved vigorously in the air.

"Ah-ha! We did it!"

The cheering started low, drowned by the echoes of rocky peaks falling in the valley but soon, the investigation team all joined in lively.

Some even prepared firework barrels ahead of time.

At this point, this operation against the super-large creature had lasted for quite a while.

The sun was setting in the west; from the valley, only a gentle strip of light remained from the perspective of the investigation team.

And the seemingly relentless Molten Mountain Dragon was smoking, flashing with glowing lava patterns, heading towards the sunset.

The splendor and eternity of nature together composed this stunning scene—

the nostalgic sunset glow.

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"Woo-hoo! Cheers!"

Large wooden mugs like normal bowls filled with foamy beer clanked together.

The hunters began their celebration the night the operation ended without even removing their armor.

The location was a canteen constructed by the supply convoy.

The battle against nature involved no intrigue; a win was a win, they had no need to be on guard.

With one hand holding a large chicken drumstick and the other a beer mug, Aibo always seemed to empty her food quickly. She had to continually migrate around tables to replenish food not too conspicuously.

Migration... wondering if she could write an ecological report on Aibo.

Lann held a fish bone in his mouth idly thinking.

He had studied ecology with the scholars at the ecological research institute for a while now.

Writing an ecological survey paper could serve as a summary review of the learning phase.

Meanwhile, the Commander-in-Chief stood with a tall man who made Lann feel a strong sense of déjà vu, with the Sword Master beside them.

"Golden hedgehog head and this physique... Super Saiyan Gold?"

Lann sipped his drink, internally mocking.

He heard this guy was the commander of the first group, known as the Grand Commander.

Roaming, exploring alone in the new continent for decades, spending little time at the star base, longer in the wild.

His love for adventure and nature, coupled with the capability to be the first group commander, made this attitude unsurprising.

"Boom!"

A furry little creature pounced on Lann’s head like a facehugger from the side.

It made him tilt his head, yet plenty of beer foam still spilled from the mug.

"Celebrate meow! Lann!"

It was Gaffi; Wende seemed to have poured plenty of beer for his feline companion, while the cat sprinkled woodsyum fragments on the beer foam itself.

Dizzy like this wasn’t surprising.

Lann could only smile, grabbing Gaffi by the scruff to pin it on the nearby wooden stool.

The orange cat’s loose skin thus rhythmically shook, with its face in a daze.

Wende and Aiden also approached with beer mugs and large skewers of roast meat.