New World Police

Luo Yun flew through the air, still shaken.

So close!

It had been so close just now!

He admitted that he had been careless.

Only two months had passed, yet this fellow had improved so much. His life had been going too smoothly; he had lost the reverence this world deserved.

Even in just two months, with the help of miraculous Life Energy, any creature could gain unimaginable power at any moment. Viewing anything new through old experience could lead to a fatal blow.

He should have seen it coming long ago.

If it had not gained new power, if it had not gained the possibility of dealing with him—

Then, judging by the experience of the past five years, this Great Jagras would never have taken the initiative to provoke him again.

That brush with deadly danger had snapped him awake once more.

Luo Yun was not sure whether this was some balancing mechanism the world had created to deal with an anomaly like himself.

Within this miraculous ecological chain, whenever something had the potential to disrupt the ecological balance, there would always be a corresponding monster to restore it.

Luo Yun did not know, nor did he want to know.

He only needed to understand that he could not abandon his vigilance. Before he possessed absolute strength, he could not underestimate any creature in this world.

With the enhancement of Life Energy, every creature in this world possessed limitless possibilities.

Looking down at the Great Jagras, which was no longer concealing itself, Luo Yun noticed that the roots of its unfurled heat-dissipation membrane were faintly shifting toward cooler hues.

The flash of lightning from before had been perfectly clear beneath Mind's Eye. It had definitely not been an illusion.

"Thunder Jaw Dragon?"

There had never been a definite conclusion as to how Thunder Jaw Dragons came into being, much like the relationship between Silver Fire Dragons, Azure Dragons, and ordinary Male Fire Dragons.

Although they were all classified as subspecies, there had never been an accurate answer as to whether they mutated during the growth of Male Fire Dragons or had been subspecies from birth.

In any case, this Great Jagras was indeed showing signs of mutating in the direction of a Thunder Jaw Dragon.

The flames around Luo Yun began to swell, completely enveloping his body. He discarded all his past experience with this Great Jagras, stopped concealing his strength, and began fighting with all his might as though facing a new enemy.

The two dragons roared at each other and clashed once more.

Flames, explosions, roars!

Shattered rocks, falling trees!

Their battle gradually reached a fever pitch.

Although the power of lightning had not fully merged into the Great Jagras's body, the enhancement it provided allowed it to display combat power it had never possessed before.

Every function of its body had improved tremendously, though at the cost of rapidly draining its stamina.

But its beast blood had been completely ignited, and its will to fight had been fully awakened. Once the beastliness it had suppressed for years surged into its heart again—

The Great Jagras could no longer resist its instincts. The old thug reappeared, only now, after years of habit, its attacks were more refined and its judgment more precise.

After many years, the two sides had once again reached a stalemate!

As time passed, the commotion of their battle attracted an uninvited guest.

After seizing an opening in the Great Jagras's defenses, diving down to accelerate, knocking it over, and successfully rising back into the air, Luo Yun heard a piercing, prolonged howl from the high sky nearby.

That highly distinctive roar, as if it came with its own speakers, jolted Luo Yun out of his immersion in battle.

He swiftly turned his head and looked. Sure enough, his powerful vision caught sight of a massive beast rushing toward them. Its enormous forequarters, the back of its neck, its back, the upper side of its tail, and its chest and abdomen were covered in large, thick silver-gray scales. Its head and neck looked solid and bloated, while its exaggerated wingspan made it resemble a bomber.

"Damn! Brachydios!!"

Luo Yun had not expected his battle with the Great Jagras to attract a Brachydios. Although there were quite a few of them in the New World, most were concentrated in Dragon Crystal Land.

There was no need to question the strength of a Brachydios capable of securing a place for itself in Dragon Crystal Land, where Elder Dragons and powerful monsters were everywhere.

What shocked Luo Yun was that although Brachydios belonged to the Wyvern Species, as one of the largest wyverns, it was not actually skilled at flapping its wings to fly. It could not climb flexibly into the high sky like Rathalos, and due to its immense weight and the fact that only one finger supported its wing membrane, it was also poorly suited for long-distance flight.

Therefore, once this monster left Dragon Crystal Land, it would find it difficult to return.

The appearance of Brachydios meant that Luo Yun and the Great Jagras could no longer continue their battle. Its title as the New World's "police" was not given lightly.

Brachydios possessed the ability to sense conflict between living creatures. What it loved most was intervening in the battlefields of large monsters, launching surprise attacks with explosive scales, severely injuring every enemy on the battlefield, and reaping the benefits.

With this unique habit, combined with strength sufficient to brawl with some weaker Elder Dragons, if Luo Yun still dared to fight the Great Jagras while enduring its bombardment, neither he nor the Great Jagras would escape.

After confirming the other party's identity, Luo Yun decisively climbed higher and abandoned the battle.

After getting back up, the Great Jagras had originally watched Luo Yun with extreme vigilance. But when it discovered that Luo Yun intended to flee, it immediately sensed that something was wrong.

It and Luo Yun had just been fighting for their lives, and Luo Yun even held a slight advantage. Unless something unusual had happened, he would never stop like this.

Having understood that, the Great Jagras let reason take over once more. Without another word, it turned and sprinted toward the forest without the slightest hesitation.

Sure enough, just after the two combatants had left, thick scales covered in explosive fluid rained down across the place where they had fought like scattered blossoms from a celestial maiden.

Then, as if the area had been bombed, the entire clearing erupted in a series of explosions that continued without end.

When Brachydios slammed heavily onto the ground, using the thick, bloated scales on its upper body to brake, it turned to look at the cratered field.

Other than the Diablos corpse blown into pieces, there was nothing else. The entire dragon looked thoroughly confused.

"Where are the dragons that were fighting here just now?"

This was not its first time "responding to a call," but after a round of bombardment, not a single "suspect" remained at the scene. This was the first time it had encountered such a situation.

According to its experience, the commotion from the earlier battle had not been small. Both sides should have been fighting at a fever pitch, so how had they suddenly vanished?

Had this trip been for nothing?

Still unable to make sense of it, Brachydios unwillingly let out a long howl. It beat its wings with all its strength and took to the sky again, intending to head to its next destination to "break up a fight."