Ji Thrush could no longer be distracted at this time.
He stepped on the dragon's head with both legs, and really felt the touch of the dragon scale.
It was a wonderful feeling similar to mossy gravel.
The scales of this double-headed dragon are gray-black, very hard, and rough in texture. It looks like layers of basalt on the outside, but its outer layer has a strange luster. When touched, it seems to cover A slippery coating with an oily texture.
Such scales are of course very difficult to focus on.
Ji Thrush hurriedly took advantage of the fact that the dragon head under his feet hadn't reacted, and lay down on the ground with both hands and feet, and stuck his whole body on the back of the dragon head, and used his left arm to go around an arc-shaped bend on the dragon's horn, as a Fix your own fulcrum.
At this time, the double-headed dragon had already felt that there was an annoying ant on one of its heads, raised its neck, raised its head, and wanted to shake off the foreign object on the back of its head.
Ji Thrush really experienced the feeling of climbing a cliff with bare hands—and it was a cliff that could move by itself!
Although the scales of the Wyvern were rough, they were too slippery. Ji Xiaoniao tried to step on the gaps in the scales several times, but they quickly slipped off.
So his focus is only on his left arm.
Ji Thrush has never been so grateful that he is an archery practicer. The most powerful parts of his body are his two arms.
At this time, the two-headed wyvern began to shake its head from side to side.
A long neck is like a windmill spinning in the wind, circling 180 degrees, and Ji Xiaoniao's body completely flies up with the centrifugal force, just like a carriage hanging on a big pendulum in an amusement park.
The season thrush has never pushed his dynamic vision to such a limit.
His mental strength was highly concentrated for a long time, and adrenaline and dopamine caused his blood pressure and heart rate to soar rapidly. His eye sockets, temporal region, and back of his head were all aching from blood vessel congestion, and he could only hear slow whimpering wind in his ears. And the rumble of blood as it hits the eardrum.
But at this moment, his brain became extraordinarily calm and sober.
Ji Thrush tightly circled the dragon's horns with two arms, clenched his teeth, and let it swing itself back and forth, but refused to let go.
After persisting like this for about twenty seconds, he finally waited for the moment when the dragon's head shook him dizzily, and he had to slow down the frequency of shaking his head.
Ji Xiaoniao fixed herself with her elbows, freed her two forearms, pulled out the dragon rope with difficulty, and tied a knot on each of the two ends of the rope around her wrists.
-All right!
He took a deep breath, ordered the dragon rope to be lengthened, until the rope between his wrists was about two meters long, and then risked letting go of his right arm, relying on his left hand for support, and then flicked it hard, like a harness. Like a ring, he flung out the rope loop between his arms, letting it loosely go around the head of the two-headed dragon.
[Be careful, little cutie!]
Binding Longsuo babbled in Ji Thrush's mind, [I feel it, this big lizard is about to fly!]
-thanks!
Ji Thrush thanked Tielong Rope in his heart.
In order to maintain control of the dragon rope, Ji Xiaoniao must keep at least two points of his body in contact with the rope, so he can only use this method at risk.
He is still focusing his attention to achieve the ultimate state of concentration.
In this way, with the addition of dynamic vision, he can perform far more actions than ordinary people at an extremely fast speed in a short period of time.
Just a second before the two-headed flying dragon flapped its wings, Ji Xiaoniao hung himself on the dragon's horn with only one arm, and with great difficulty melted his longbow into silence, and then shot the arrow tied with the rope Putting it on the bow, aiming, pulling the string, and releasing the arrow in an extremely awkward posture.
The arrow left the string and flew towards the signal tower.
At the same time, Feilong's feet finally let go of the signal tower that he had tossed about for a long time, flapped his wings, and flew up.
"Wow ah ah!"
This time, in order to shoot the arrow just now, Ji Thrush failed to continue to hold on to the dragon's horn after all, and was thrown out by the dragon that suddenly lifted into the air.
Fortunately, the dragon rope was still on his two wrists.
At the moment of floating in the air, apart from the uncontrollable exclamation, Ji Thrush had only one thought in his mind:
"Quick shrink, quick shrink, quick shrink!!"
[Good sir! Understood sir!]
At such a critical juncture, Tie Longsuo was still very calm, and even the air conditioner spoke to the panicked classmate Ji Xiaoniao.
However, its shrinking speed was very fast, and it quickly shrunk into a small circle, which was tightly wrapped around the jaw of the double-headed dragon.
The thrush that had just flown out was forcefully pulled back by a strong force, and its body uncontrollably slammed into the tough and rough scales on the back of the dragon's neck.
This collision was really powerful.
Ji Thrush only had time to use his two arms as cushions to protect his head and face, but his chest was still numb from the impact, and his brain went blank for a second.
[Hey, handsome guy, your friend is calling you!]
Ji thrush resisted the pain in his chest and tried his best to regain his senses.
Even if he didn't look at it, just by the pain, the little bird knew that his two arms must have been worn off by the dragon's scales.
But he can't control so much now.
Ji Thrush quickly lowered his head and looked towards the signal tower below.
Sure enough, the arrow he shot just now stuck into the ground next to the signal tower, and the other end of the dragon rope tied to the tail of the arrow was already held by Mo Tiangen in his hand.
Ji Xiaoniao quickly ran through her plan in her mind.
Then, Tie Longsuo, who didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, immediately conveyed his thoughts to Mr. Dagen on the ground.
"Jile, this is too difficult!"
Mo Tiangen roared, activated his ability, and transformed into a six-meter-tall black-skinned giant.
Although his size is not comparable to that of a double-headed wyvern, it is still enough to attract the opponent's attention.
Sure enough, Feilong immediately regarded Mr. Dagen, who was in a giant state, as the primary threat. He completely forgot that there was still a Ji Xiaoniao with a rope strangling his jaw hanging from the back of his head. He spread his wings and hovered in mid-air, with both heads straight He turned towards Mo Tiangen, grinned his mouth wide, and let out a low and menacing rumble from his throat.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ji Thrush quickly stretched out his right arm, fumbled to reach the horns of the dragon's head, and tried his best to climb up.
"Come on! Come on!"
Mo Tiangen waved his fists at the two dragon heads, trying his best to attract the other's attention.
"Come and bite me!"
Feilong stared at his dark and handsome face, his four yellow pupils shrank into a thin line.
At this time, Ji Thrush finally climbed to the back of the dragon's head, grabbed the dragon's horn with his left hand, freed his right hand, passed one end of the rope through the dragon's horn several times, and wrapped it tightly several times.
"Tell Brother Dagen, it's ok!"
Ji thrush said to Binding Longsuo.
At the same time, the flying dragon flew up again, its two heads roared together, and in an attacking posture, it rushed towards Mo Tiangen.
"Fuck!"
Teacher Dagen yelled, spread his legs, and galloped around the signal tower.
The flying dragon missed a hit, and hit the steel support of the signal tower with its head, making a loud "Yang palm" sound, and the entire metal frame trembled.
Mo Tiangen took advantage of the moment when the giant dragon bumped into him, he came out from the other side of the signal tower, grabbed its two legs, and with all his might, he yelled and threw it out.
The weight of the Wyvern was comparable to that of an adult Tyrannosaurus rex. Even the mighty black giant could only overturn it to the ground with all its strength.
But that's enough.
Before the two-headed flying dragon got up to attack, Mo Tiangen had already run around the signal tower by pulling the rope, and tied a knot at the end of the dragon rope.
"pull!!"
Mo Tiangen yelled at the dragon rope.
[Actually, you just need to think about it.]
Indistinguishable male and female voices sounded in Teacher Dagen's head, and the binding rope also shrank accordingly.
"Aww!!"
The two-headed dragon let out a roar.
Because it discovered that it was dragged forward by a huge force it had never encountered before, and its entire body was forced to move towards the twelve-story steel building.
The dragon began to struggle violently.
Its two heads twisted wildly, flapping its wings with all its strength, trying to fly back into the air.
However, as a "truth" type of SCP item, the dragon rope cannot be torn apart no matter how much force it is as long as it is used in a suitable way.
At the same time, Ji Thrush was lying on one of the dragon's heads, swinging from side to side following the crazy struggle of the flying dragon, just like a flying yo-yo. How many places are bruised and swollen.
But at this time, if he doesn't want to give up all his previous efforts, he can't let go no matter what.
The binding rope shortened inch by inch.
The two-headed wyvern was pulled heavily to the ground, with one head twisted back awkwardly, like a fish out of water, its huge body thumping desperately on the ground.
Taking advantage of the moment the dragon's body landed on the ground, Ji Thrush let go of the dragon's horns, jumped to the ground, held the end of the dragon's rope, and fled quickly.
"Quick, come here!"
Ren Jianmo had been waiting desperately.
Seeing the thrush land on the ground, he immediately stretched out his hand and grabbed his child's arm.
"hiss!"
Ji thrush gasped in pain.
Ren Jianmo turned around, frowning, "Are you injured?"
"Skin trauma, it doesn't matter."
Ji Xiaoniao replied in seconds, "Don't talk about this, hurry up, tie the rope first!"
As he spoke, he grabbed the dragon rope with one hand and Ren Jianmo with the other, and ran wildly, running around the signal tower and the double-headed dragon twice.
"Okay, tighten everything up for me!"
Ji Thrush gave an order to the binding dragon rope, "If it's that tight, tie it that tight!"
[Oh, I told you that you don’t need to shout, as long as I think about it, I can hear it!]
The indistinguishable voice of male and female said half amused and half helpless:
[Got it, I just listen to you! How tight! How tight!]
Then, everyone saw that the two-headed dragon was immediately dragged by an invisible force, and the whole body and one of its heads hit the signal tower with a "bang", except for the other head and the one below it. Except for the long neck, all were tightly bound to the tower.
"Hooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!"
The two-headed wyvern let out a heart-piercing roar. With all its strength, it twisted wildly, trying to break free from the rope wrapped around him.
The screeching sound of metal objects came from the signal tower.
Under the double pressure of the dragon-tying rope and the double-headed flying dragon, the steel bars of the entire tower began to gradually bend and deform, entangled with the double-headed flying dragon like twisted twists.
However, even so, as long as the Wyvern cannot pull the entire tower from its foundation, it will never escape again.