Facing the final slap of the Extinct Dragon, Lann's concentration was extremely focused.
The body of this ancient dragon was already terrifyingly strong, and now it was posing as if it were ready to smash its target directly into the ground.
If he were to take this hit head-on, Lann estimated he might actually get shattered.
This slap, infused with the muscle power and weight of the Extinct Dragon itself, exerted at least hundreds of tons of pressure!
Lann didn't even want to get grazed by it.
The Demon Hunter's eyes were fixed on the ancient dragon's body, charged and ready, observing every muscle twitch.
Because every twitch of these muscles could be a prelude to the opponent's fully charged move, just waiting to strike down.
Suddenly, in those suspenseful moments where even the air and noise seemed to freeze, the Extinct Dragon slightly moved its two hind legs forward.
It looked very much like the final adjustment of position just before an attack.
