Crash!
Under the blood-red glow of the setting sun.
The colossal beast, wrapped in armored flesh and nearly impossible to defeat, crashed to the ground.
Soil splashed into the air, and rocks shattered.
The Armored Tyrannosaurus Rex rolled several times across the undulating mountain terrain before slamming heavily into a boulder and coming to a stop, its front side facing upward.
Strikingly, four thick Alloy Crossbow Bolts, each more than three meters long, were embedded just below its chest.
The bolts had penetrated to different depths, but the deepest had sunk at least a meter into its body.
The colossal beast lowered its head with great effort, attempting to pull out the bolt by biting it.
But it was doomed to fail. The Tyrannosaurus Rex's biological structure made it impossible for it to reach its chest.
One minute, then two, and several more minutes passed.
As time dragged on, more and more blood seeped from the wounds.
If a health bar could appear above the Tyrannosaurus Rex's head, it would surely show an endless stream of numbers being deducted.
"No way. Could it still not be dead?"
Amazed by the Armored Tyrannosaurus Rex's terrifying vitality, Su Mo was in an open area less than a hundred meters away.
Su Mo struggled to his feet and crawled over to the Bed Crossbow, which had been knocked backward by the recoil.
As a large ancient siege weapon, this was practically the pinnacle of what humans could create in the Cold Weapons era.
It was a little over three meters long, made entirely of dark metal, and radiated a soul-chilling gleam.
Its enormous arms were bent, as if storing up enough power to destroy everything.
Unfortunately, the base below had been completely destroyed by the repeated shots, its broken pieces buried in the