The body was suddenly struck, and the dragon-scaled python couldn’t react in time, its long python body was pushed and folded by the motorcycle.
At this moment, the dragon-scaled python finally woke up from the concussion it received on its head, feeling intense pain, its spine lifted its drooping head to look back at Yan Luo.
The python’s body suddenly sprang up, instantly forming several coils around Yan Luo and the motorcycle, ready to ensnare Yan Luo tightly. However, Yan Luo again lifted the front of the motorcycle and twisted the throttle.
The motorcycle’s wheels spun rapidly, fiercely rubbing against the scales of the dragon-scaled python, propelling itself forward with the strong grip of its tires.
Yan Luo drove the motorcycle, using the dragon-scaled python’s body as a track, passed through the circles formed by the python and instantly burst out of its constricting trap.
At the same moment, the Golden-winged eagle, flapping its wings to chase Yan Luo’s shadow, swooped in and got caught in the coils as the dragon-scaled python contracted its body.
Although it failed to bind Yan Luo, it ensnared the Golden-winged eagle, and the dragon-scaled python would not easily let go. It even moved its muscles to tightly constrict the Golden-winged eagle, trying to strangle it.
The Golden-winged eagle was indeed formidable, having collided with the dragon-scaled python numerous times without being caught, even leaving several wounds on the python.
However, Yan Luo knew how the dragon-scaled python would attack, thus deliberately luring the Golden-winged eagle to chase him.
This was all part of his plan!
From a distance, Yan Luo stopped his motorcycle, turned sideways to look back, and saw the Golden-winged eagle being strangled by the dragon-scaled python. A smirk appeared behind the metal respirator covering the lower half of his face.
In the embrace of the dragon-scaled python, the Golden-winged eagle struggled hard, but the more it struggled, the tighter the python’s muscles contracted.
Yan Luo put down the kickstand, drew a long knife with his left hand, held a shotgun in his right, and walked slowly towards the dragon-scaled python and the Golden-winged eagle.
Perhaps sensing a dangerous aura, the dragon-scaled python dragged its snake head with its spine to look at Yan Luo, its muscles slightly relaxed.
If the Golden-winged eagle had intelligence, it might gamble at this moment, waiting for the dragon-scaled python to completely relax and slide off itself, letting it deal with Yan Luo.
Unfortunately, the Golden-winged eagle lacked this level of intelligence.
As soon as the dragon-scaled python slightly relaxed, the Golden-winged eagle began to struggle violently, flapping its wings wildly, sending feathers flying and uttering sharp cries.
Thus, the dragon-scaled python’s body tightened again, holding the Golden-winged eagle firmly in place.
Seeing this, Yan Luo couldn’t help but chuckle coldly.
The dragon-scaled python and the Golden-winged eagle had become a deadlock; the python had to release the eagle to deal with him. However, whenever the eagle felt the python loosen its grip, it struggled violently, further provoking the python to tighten its muscles.
In this situation, unless he truly threatened the python’s life, it was impossible for the dragon-scaled python to release the Golden-winged eagle.
Yan Luo walked very close to the dragon-scaled python and the Golden-winged eagle, both of which were eyeing him intently, yet neither could move.
He raised the shotgun, aiming the muzzle at the Golden-winged eagle’s head.
The dragon-scaled python did not release the Golden-winged eagle, and at this moment, the Golden-winged eagle was essentially a live target for Yan Luo. Regardless of how many times he shot at its head, it didn’t matter.
Fortunately, Yan Luo remembered his purpose for Abyss hunting.
It wasn’t just about earning money, it was also to grow stronger.
Yan Luo fired a shot at the Golden-winged eagle’s head. Even though its feathers were comparable to metal, at such close range, they were still penetrated by the bullet.
The projectile embedded into the Golden-winged eagle’s head, causing severe damage but not killing it.
And this was exactly the effect Yan Luo wanted.
Having numbed the vigilance of the dragon-scaled python, Yan Luo put away the shotgun, switched the long knife to his right hand, and took a deep breath.
The next second, Yan Luo exploded into action, swinging the knife towards the joint of the dragon-scaled python’s skull and spine.
The flash of the knife gleamed like a white ribbon, dazzling and magnificent, yet possessing a lethal power capable of cutting through stone and smashing metal.
The dragon-scaled python didn’t have time to react; its scales, muscles, and spine were instantly severed.
With just one strike, Yan Luo chopped off the dragon-scaled python’s head!
He kicked the python’s head away with a fierce grin, "The Demon blood I’ve been drinking these past few months wasn’t for nothing!"
Even with its head severed, the dragon-scaled python’s body did not release the Golden-winged eagle, nor did its strength diminish.
Yan Luo pressed a button on the side of his metal respirator, a serrated slit appeared in the middle of the metal respirator covering the lower half of his face, then unfolded to reveal Yan Luo’s mouth.
The Golden-winged eagle watched helplessly as Yan Luo approached the severed end of the python’s body, gulping down large mouthfuls of fresh blood.
Witnessing this scene, the emotion that should have only been malice and murderous intent towards humans in the eagle’s heart suddenly surged into something inexplicable, known in human terms as ’fear.’
The dragon-scaled python’s body, with a diameter of a meter, stained Yan Luo crimson as he stood at the gushing blood.
Before this blood turned into Magic Power and disappeared, Yan Luo needed to maintain this form temporarily.
With such a massive body, it naturally possessed an extraordinarily strong heart.
The blood of the dragon-scaled python gushed continuously like a fountain, and Yan Luo kept drinking, as if his stomach was a bottomless pit that couldn’t be filled, able to continue glugging down the blood.
The Golden-winged eagle, trapped in the python’s headless body, wailed continuously. Yan Luo wiped his mouth, glancing at it, "Stop crying, your turn is next."
After consuming the blood of the dragon-scaled python and the Golden-winged eagle, Yan Luo estimated that his pure strength could increase by 50 to 80 kilograms.
Even at the minimum of 50 kilograms, it would be enough to bring his strength to the level of ’half a ton.’
The Golden-winged eagle seemed to understand Yan Luo’s words, wanting to struggle but unable to break free.
At the Dangerous-level Demon stage, purely in terms of strength, the dragon-scaled python could rank in the top five, while the Golden-winged eagle couldn’t even make the list, hence couldn’t escape.
In fact, even if it somehow managed to escape the python’s coils, it wouldn’t be able to fly again, not even stand up.
Because its bones had been shattered under the python’s constriction, leading to its diminishing struggle.
Once nothing more could be extracted from the dragon-scaled python’s body, Yan Luo turned toward the Golden-winged eagle, finding it barely alive, inhaling more than exhaling.
To avoid waste, Yan Luo randomly selected an angle and inserted the long knife into the Golden-winged eagle’s body to drain its blood.
The Golden-winged eagle had no energy to even scream, simply watching as Yan Luo gulped its blood, powerless to do anything.
Two minutes later, the Golden-winged eagle emitted its last keening wail, its voice as faint as a mouse’s squeak.
Immediately after, the Golden-winged eagle’s body dispersed with a pop, transforming back into Magic Power returning to the Abyss.
At this very moment, Yan Luo swiftly leaped back.
With the Golden-winged eagle gone, the dragon-scaled python’s body began to tremble, seeking new prey.
If Yan Luo had been greedier, not leaping away in time, he would definitely have ended up like the Golden-winged eagle, caught by the dragon-scaled python’s coils.
His bones weren’t as sturdy as the Golden-winged eagle’s, likely unable to withstand the pressure for even a few seconds before getting crushed to death.
Standing not far away, Yan Luo activated a collector to gather the Magic Power from the dissipated Golden-winged eagle, using its properties to create an object.
A feather, hard as metal yet light as the breeze, wafted into Yan Luo’s hand. He instantly recognized this material.
[Golden-winged eagle’s crest feather], apart from enchanting implements, it had no other use, not even for Engraving.
Rather than sell it, he might as well use it as a dart, as its lethality was quite decent in such a role.
Yan Luo waited another hour and a half in place before the dragon-scaled python’s body began to disperse.
By then, he had consumed a tenth of the python’s body’s flesh.
Using the collector to gather the dragon-scaled python’s Magic Power, Yan Luo acquired a snakeskin, still covered with dense scales.
[Dragon-scale python’s scales], primarily used for making enchanted armor. Even if he didn’t sell it off, he could have it fabricated into armor for himself.
Actually, Yan Luo never expected that the Golden-winged eagle and dragon-scaled python would be his entire haul for the second day.