Monster Hunter: This Dragon's Built Different-Chapter 407: When Two Meteors Collide

As the days passed one by one, large quantities of supplies were transported out from the Ancient Tree. Under the joint escort of hunters and cats, they were first delivered to Astera, and then further transported by the Research Commission to the Great Ravine.

High in the sky, Logan inhaled the life energy that carried a dense sulfurous scent. Watching the Barnos in the sky, which had sensed His presence and were frantically scattering and fleeing in all directions, His gaze fell upon the enormous hollow below.

For reasons unknown, the arrival of Zorah Magdaros did not, like that of the Elder Dragons in the past, trigger massive turmoil.

Moreover, the impact caused by Its entry into the Everstream, coupled with the fact that the Ancient Forest had just undergone a cleansing not long ago, did not result in large-scale disturbances among living creatures.

Aside from occasionally coming out to get some air and creating one huge hollow after another, there was basically no other destruction.

It could only be said that this Zorah Magdaros was truly and earnestly undergoing the Elder Crossing, completely different from those that had been attracted by the pheromones of the Xeno’jiiva cocoon. Its emotions were extremely stable.

Of course, this was also related to the fact that in recent years the Xeno’jiiva cocoon had not been stirring up trouble by releasing pheromones, and to the reality that Zorah Magdaros had indeed reached its limit. That aged body truly could not fully control the life energy accumulated within it to the extreme—life energy so immense that even the volcano carried on its back could be regarded as a small-scale source of the Everstream.

At this moment, for Zorah Magdaros, every single use of life energy was a form of torment.

Therefore, for Zorah Magdaros, there were only two options: either, within an extremely short period of time, once again obtain an amount of life energy comparable to its current reserves, thereby triggering a qualitative change through sheer quantitative accumulation and breaking through its own life limit; or, in accordance with the instinct engraved deep within its genes, choose a suitable place and wait for its end.

Obviously, without the influence of inducive pheromones like those of the Xeno’jiiva cocoon, the choice Zorah Magdaros had made at this moment was the second path.

High in the sky, Logan discovered traces of hunter activity near those pits. Clearly, these hunters, like him, were all using these pits to determine Zorah Magdaros’s current location.

At this time, they had already reached the boundary between the Wildspire Waste and the Ancient Forest, and from here it was no longer that far from the Great Ravine.

Even if Zorah Magdaros stopped and started as it went, at most it would be able to officially arrive at the Great Ravine within three days.

And on the Research Commission’s side, they were still continuously transporting supplies toward the Great Ravine. It was unknown whether they had truly made all the preparations.

As for Logan, it was only because the Research Commission had promised him heavy rewards, and because the Commander kept playing the emotional-card nonstop, that he "reluctantly" accepted the invitation, serving as the trump card to hold the line.

But in reality, even if the Research Commission did not invite him, he still had to come.

Whether it was to intercept the Nergigante that might appear in the intercept-and-block battle, or to use Zorah Magdaros to verify his current strength, he would not miss this trip.

The transport convoy on the ground noticed the blue meteor streaking across the sky, and they all stopped to look up into the distance.

And the Grimalkyne within those transport convoys were even more excited. They knew that was their god!

Under gaze after gaze filled with worship and excitement, Logan pierced through the clouds and flew straight toward the Great Ravine.

Only—

Perhaps the boss of nature noticed Logan’s purpose, or perhaps it was simply a coincidence.

While Logan was in flight, his sixth sense suddenly felt a thick, intense malice.

Before he could figure out the reason, he felt the airflow a hundred meters away from him suddenly get torn open.

Driven by Mind’s Eye, his entire body instinctively lifted upward, and the turbine airflow around his wings instantly changed direction, forcibly raising him by a stretch of distance.

In the next moment, a red mass of light passed beneath Him, carrying along enormous air pressure, and flew off into the distance.

And only then did the sound of the sonic boom slowly transmit over.

Logan’s deep azure pupils shrank. He saw that red mass of light, which could not stop itself and had flown far away, trace a huge arc in the distance—then, like a supersonic missile, charge once again toward his direction.

"In the New World, it actually exists as well?"

This highly representative flight speed, among the original Elder Dragons of Monster Hunter, could be said to be one of a kind. Although he did not know why Valstrax would suddenly attack him,

But!

In a speed contest! He was not afraid now!

With a beat of his wings, he leveled them out flat. The small turbines that were originally only used for boosting instantly expanded, several in a row appearing between the wing membrane and the wing bones. After switching the fuel from Calamity Flame to Terastal energy, Logan’s startup speed became faster and simpler!

In an instant, a massive sonic cloud exploded with a thunderous boom.

Logan’s speed reached its absolute extreme in an instant. The Terastal shell on his body rapidly spread, covering his entire form with a transparent yet extremely hard thin layer, thereby isolating the effects of wind pressure during ultra-high-speed movement on his body, as well as its effects on the Radiant Crystal Butterfly disguised as scales.

One blue and one red—two differently colored "comets" intertwined in the sky, each relying on speed to fly about without any fixed direction.

Whether it was Valstrax or Logan, under such ultra-high-speed flight conditions, neither dared to collide head-on.

It was just like a supersonic fighter jet crashing into an ordinary aircraft.

The outer shell of the supersonic fighter jet was indeed harder and more solid, but under the absolute force brought about by such a head-on collision, the final result would still be mutual destruction.

The same situation applied here as well.

Although Logan had ample confidence in his current physical strength and Terastal shell, and in a direct collision Valstrax would one hundred percent die first, Valstrax’s carapace, bones, and a whole series of such components would still tear into Logan under that level of impact force.

Therefore, the battle between the two sides evolved into one in which, during high-speed movement, they interfered with each other through wings, keratin layers, and other parts, while launching attacks from the same direction.

Valstrax had not expected that, having just finished replenishing its dragon energy, the moment it came out it would encounter the high-speed flying lifeform that had once puzzled it.

As the embodiment of speed, Valstrax was never a particularly good-tempered dragon to begin with. When flying, if it encountered a creature at the same altitude, it was the kind that would go over and kick it a couple of times. Now, it had run into another high-speed flying lifeform that was not Valstrax.

It was unclear whether it was a sense of crisis or some other reason, but in an instant it lost its cool and took the initiative to launch a surprise attack on Logan, intending to decide the outcome in a single strike.

What it did not expect was that the flight speed Logan had previously displayed to it was not actually his limit. After evading its ambush, the speed Logan burst out with was not inferior to its own at all.

Moreover, his defensive power actually surpassed the extremely hard shell that Valstrax had evolved—far beyond that of ordinary Elder Dragons—in order to adapt to long-term supersonic flight.

Several of its scrapes and strikes had no effect on Logan whatsoever.

If Logan were not still unaccustomed to this kind of combat style at the moment, and if his control over such flight were more proficient, then the one holding the initiative right now would not be Valstrax.

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