The vital point suffered a heavy blow, forcing the Horned Dragon to stagger two steps forward.

As the heart pumped rapidly, blood rushed into every corner of its body, and the blood vessels on the surface of the skull were congested, staining the scarlet skull.

"Roar!!

The one-horned dragon was furious.

There was a wind howl, and Gordon didn't even react a little, and the one-horned dragon had already completed its turn, pointed the red horn at him, and rushed towards him.

It moves almost twice as fast! With such a big body size and such a fast rotation speed, is this guy's heart made of steel?!

Gordon was horrified, and lunged to the side, narrowly avoiding the blow that pierced him.

Gordon, who fell to the ground on his stomach, did not rush to get up, but continued to roll a few times.

As it turned out, he did the right thing to do.

The whistling of the tail hammer tearing through the air came from above his head, and if he had scrambled to get up, he would have been hit hard by the tail strike of the horned dragon.

Gordon, who had regained his feet, immediately put away his broadsword.

This kind of attack speed, this kind of rotation speed, if you want to change to a double sword to make the Tai Dao Man, you are a big sword envoy who moves slowly in a sword-holding state, or honestly collect the sword to avoid its edge.

Gordon, who had given up on attacking for the time being, kept dodging the attacks of the one-horned dragon.

The reason why he ran without turning his head was because he knew very well that at his own speed, on the relatively flat terrain of the Gobi Desert, there was no possibility of running a horned dragon at all.

At first, in the face of the continuous collision of the horned dragon, Gordon behaved in a very embarrassed way.

But gradually, he also discovered the shortcomings of this monster - the horned dragon seems to be particularly obsessed with dragon carts.

Dressed in heavy armor and with powerful legs, the thrust angle of the piercing spur with one click must temporarily avoid the edge of any kind of wyvern.

This is the "killer feature" of the one-horned dragon group that has evolved repeatedly and carefully polished from ancient times to the present.

Against opponents of the same size, this move can be described as invincible.

But in the face of a hunter who does not necessarily have the length of his single horn and the agility of his pace, this move will inevitably feel like a cannon hitting a giant bee.

As for the other moves, it is nothing more than the gnawing of the wyvern species, flicking the tail and flicking the wings, Tie Shan relies on these, the wide wings are like a burden, and there is no ability to hover and hover at all.

If he hadn't seen it fly and land on the Gobi Desert before, Gordon would have wondered if this guy would have flown after all.

Maybe it's because of the annoyance of the proud thrust that misses one after another, or maybe it's because he heard Gordon's inner complaint.

The one-horned dragon suddenly stopped.

Then, under Gordon's ghostly gaze, he burrowed into the ground at a speed not inferior to that of Ellu.

No? They are petite cats, and they only need a few litres of soil to dig a hole, which is understandable if they are faster.

Isn't it a little unreasonable that the hundred-ton size of a one-horned dragon burrows into the soil so quickly?! The wind pressure set off when plowing the ground is almost blowing people away!

Gordon was stunned, but he didn't dare to slow down, he pulled out the sonic boom from the prop bag as fast as he could, grabbed the lead and prepared to throw it.

- This trick has always been useful for monsters who like to burrow into the ground.

However, before he could pull the lead away, a violent tremor came from under his feet.

The muscles reacted before his brain, and Gordon leapt forward with all his might.

The moment he left the place, a bright red horn burst out of the ground from where he had just stood, and stabbed into the sky with brutality.

After landing, Gordon ran a few more steps forward, and then looked back at the huge wyvern crawling out of the ground.

It's no wonder that this guy shows weakness in flying, looking at the thick bones and wings with giant claws, it is estimated that he has evolved completely towards digging.

It's the first time I've encountered a monster that is so fast that I can't even throw a sonic boom.

The Horned Dragon, which had returned to the ground, was also out of its furious state, which somewhat relieved Gordon.

With the weakness confirmed, the next tactic was clear - there was no lower limit to wrap around the back of the dragon's buttocks, concentrating on its tail and legs.

In this way, not only can you get close to the weak points of the one-horned dragon, but you can also avoid the powerful dragon carts and horn collisions.

The only downside is that it is very inefficient.

- Almost every time he made a knife, before he even had time to make a knife, the horned dragon had already turned around, and he could only continue to circle around.

The presence of the giant tail and wings made it a fairly high threat to enemies on both sides of the body and behind it, and Gordon did not dare to be reckless, so he could only slowly maneuver with it.

After all, he had an extra knife, which was insignificant to the one-horned dragon, and if the one-horned dragon hit him head-on, he could only pray that there was a cat cart nearby

The battle was protracted and scorching.

Gordon suddenly understood why the hero of Cocott would fight the Horned Dragon for seven days before finally slaying it down with great difficulty.

Fighting against monsters of this level, the slightest mistake can cost you your life, and recklessness and impatience are absolutely unacceptable.

But I'm so thirsty.

The midday sun of the desert roasted people to death.

In the past, it was always supported by the effect of cold drinks, but now the effect of cold drinks is gradually passing, and the body is sweating profusely to cool down, and if you continue like this, you will soon become dehydrated.

You have to find a way to get a cold drink.

Just as Gordon had this thought, in the distance, there was actually the sound of a horn flute.

"Doot~Doot~Doo~"

Is it too hot to cause auditory hallucinations, or is it.

Gordon and the Horned Dragon looked in the direction from which the sound came at the same time, and a small figure was blowing the horn flute vigorously on the distant hillside.

It's pork chop!

Gordon's mood became excited, has the trap finally been arranged?

Seeing that the horned dragon's attention was attracted by the sound of the horn flute, he lowered his head and burrowed into the ground, and began to move in the direction of the pork chop.

Gordon immediately put away his broadsword as well.

It's time to take the battle to the next level!

Quickly poured the cold drink, and the cold potion slid into his abdomen, making his thoughts instantly clear.

Instead of immediately catching up, he half-crouched down and began to sharpen his knife.

The sharpness of the Male Fire Dragon Flame Sword has decreased after a long battle, although it is not enough to flick the sword, but it is likely that it will not be able to find such a good opportunity to sharpen the knife in the future, and it cannot be wasted.

It took less than half a minute to get everything ready, and then Gordon opened his legs and chased in the direction where the pork chop and the horned dragon had left.

He knew roughly where the piggyws had set their traps, a rocky beach littered with boulders and pillars.

Compared to the empty Gobi where he had fought the Horned Dragon, that rocky beach was a more suitable place to fight—in Stonehenge, the Horned Dragon's movement would be greatly restricted, while the hunter would not.

Even if the trap doesn't work, the pork chop can lure the horned dragon there, which can be considered a big success.

The Horned Dragon was digging very fast underground, faster than Gordon could on the ground.

A few minutes later, the distance between the two had widened to two or three hundred meters.

"Boom!"

Looking at the unicorn that suddenly rushed out of the ground in the distance, Gordon's heart pounded.

It wasn't until the smoke cleared and his eyes recaptured the small figure in front of the one-horned dragon jumping nimbly among the rubble that his heart fell back into his stomach.

It's okay, think that the little guy is also an expert at digging holes, so he won't be so easy to be raided.

Elu, the chase between the Horned Dragon and the Hunter continues, the sand under their feet getting thicker and thicker, and the gravel grows larger and smaller.

The target rocky beach is almost there.

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