The sunset was like blood, dyeing the sky a brutal crimson.
"Squawk——"
The Pterosaur let out a scream of extreme fury.
The wound on its back, torn open by Strange's arrow, was still bleeding; the excruciating pain completely ignited the ferocity of this aerial overlord.
Its pair of golden vertical pupils stared fixedly at the tiny figure standing on a tree branch below, provoking it.
In its perception, most creatures on the ground were merely vermin, rations that could be snatched at any time.
But today, these vermin had not only injured it but even dared to actively bare their fangs.
This was a trampling of the overlord's dignity.
It violently flapped its massive membranes, which had a wingspan of over ten meters; a gale suddenly rose, and its originally circling, massive body instantly gained altitude using the airflow. Then, at the highest point, it completed a sharp turn that completely defied aerodynamics, like an out-of-control cruise missile, carrying kinetic energy enough to shatter rock, and dove toward the redwood tree where Alice was located.
Its speed was so fast that it even tore a shrill sonic boom in the air.
"Watch out, it's coming down!"
Strange, sitting on the opposite branch, held onto the tree trunk tightly, roaring with a pale face.
Although he had acted like a fearless madman just moments ago, when truly facing a head-on charge from such a prehistoric giant beast, the human instinctual fear still made his heart pound wildly.
However, facing this terrifying strike, Alice didn't even move.
She just stood there quietly, her eyes calm as a bottomless lake, without fear, without excitement.
That white Survey Corps uniform rustled in the gale.
In her field of vision, the World seemed to slow down.
The Pterosaur's movements were broken down into frame-by-frame images.
Muscle contractions, wing angles, wind flow, even the tiny deviations caused by air resistance... all data was calculated instantly in her brain.
"Fifty meters... thirty meters... twenty meters."
She silently recited the countdown in her heart.
Just at the moment when the Pterosaur's guillotine-sharp beak was about to shatter the tree branch she was standing on, and Strange had even despairingly closed his eyes.
Alice moved, her fingers lightly pulling the triggers on the sword handles.
"Pfft! Pfft!"
Two streams of silver light shot out from the launcher at her waist; those were high-strength alloy steel wires.
The anchor hook on the left precisely nailed into a thick tree trunk thirty meters above, while the anchor hook on the right dug deep into a protruding rock on the right side.
The gas canister behind her waist instantly sprayed white high-pressure gas, and the massive reaction force, combined with the retraction of the steel wires, allowed Alice's body to defy the laws of gravity in that instant.
She didn't dodge backward, but instead charged toward the Pterosaur.
No, to be precise, she performed an extremely bizarre V-shaped maneuver with a forward posture.
The Pterosaur's impact missed.
Its massive body violently smashed the redwood branch Alice had originally been standing on, wood chips flying everywhere, leaves dancing wildly.
And Alice, at this moment, had already appeared above its head.
"What?" Strange opened his eyes, just in time to see a scene that even the most excellent acrobat couldn't imagine.
The girl flipped in the air, her body stretched like a bow.
She released the right steel wire, and using the left anchor hook as the center, borrowing the massive kinetic energy from the gas spray just now, she swung a perfect semicircle between the trees.
That was the semicircle of death.
"Target locked: Right wing root."
Alice's eyes were cold, her hands holding the sword handles in a reverse grip; those two thin-as-cicada-wings utility knives (modified) reflected a chilling cold light under the sunset.
Just at the moment they crossed paths.
Her body spun at high speed in the air like a top.
Borrowing the centrifugal force of the rotation, she swung the dual blades.
"Slash!"
There was no resistance at all.
The special steel blades, sharp enough to cut through the hardened skin of a Titan, under the reinforcement of extremely high speed, easily sliced through the leather-tough root of the Pterosaur's wing.
It was like a hot knife cutting through butter.
A rain of blood sprayed out across the sky.
The Pterosaur let out a scream a hundred times more shrill than before.
Although its massive right wing wasn't completely severed, the main tendons and blood vessels had been completely destroyed; half the wing hung limply, unable to maintain flight posture any longer.
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