"Go down and lay a new trap meow!" The pork chop shouted and ran away.

It turns out that it is far more effective to get a pork chop to focus on traps and explosives than to let it follow him with a pickaxe.

The large scorched scars on the one-horned dragon are a strong proof of this.

Gordon, who was ready to chase after the victory, immediately changed his strategy.

The Horned Dragon was indeed not lightly injured, but it was far from weak enough for him to suppress easily, and it was even more dangerous than before in its furious state.

At the moment, he only needs to protect himself and deal with it, and continue to consume the physical strength of the one-horned dragon, even if he can't make a single sword, it will lay the next advantage.

With his decision, Gordon didn't even draw his broadsword.

Drawing my sword only affects how fast I can dodge

He pulled out a sonic boom and held it in his hand to prevent the horned dragon from burrowing into the ground, and then Gordon began to take advantage of the complex terrain of the rocky beach full of boulders to circle with the horned dragon.

The horned dragon roared and began to burrow into the ground, preparing to sneak into the ground.

Seeing this, Gordon immediately pulled the lead and threw out the sonic boom in his hand.

The noise penetrated the ground, but instead of being "blasted" out of the ground by high-frequency sound waves, as Gordon expected, the horned dragon continued to rumble closer.

This scared Gordon out of a cold sweat.

It's true that some monsters ignore the noise effects of sonic booms when they are angry, and the Horned Dragon is one of them?!

The population of the one-horned dragon is scarce, the hunting records are not many, and the information is not exhaustive, so this must be reported to the guild and let them update the relevant ecological information!

Gordon cursed in his heart, and at the same time tried to judge the timing of the one-horned dragon's surprise attack by the strength of the vibration under his feet, and prepared to pounce to dodge.

But to put it bluntly, it's a matter of luck – feeling the vibrations isn't as precise and controllable as the eyes. And the timing of the dodge, whether it is early or late, is a fatal thing.

This time, Gordon's swoop was a little bit late.

Although he was not directly stabbed by the sharp unicorn, he was swept in the back by the wings of a horned dragon that followed from the ground, and the whole person was smashed and flew out.

The blow was not light, and even with the protection of armor, Gordon still felt a bloody breath rush up his throat.

Take a deep breath and hold it, you must not let go of this energy now!

Gordon did his best to control his stance, and immediately got up after landing and rolling, and continued to pounce in the direction of a stone platform not far in front of him.

The Horned Dragon's ramming attack followed, but thanks to Gordon's timely reaction, it missed again and crashed headlong into the rocky mesa due to the failure to brake.

The sharp and straight horn sank into the rock platform for nearly half of the time, and it was impossible to pull it out for a while.

Gordon seized the opportunity to regroup, poured two bottles of recovery medicine in succession, spit out the blood, and the irritability and dull pain in the internal organs dissipated a little.

If he could, he would have liked to lie down and rest for a while, but he didn't have that room right now.

Drawing his sword and rushing to the side of the horned dragon that was still struggling, Gordon began to charge his strength, and Tie Shan relied on interruption to connect the strong charging slash.

This time he didn't continue to interrupt the strong charge - judging by the movements of the horned dragon, there was no time to prepare for it.

Directly three strong accumulations, the strong charging slashed out, leaving a wound on the side of the horned dragon.

At the same time, the horned dragon also pulled the horn out of the stone platform and staggered back two steps.

Seeing this, Gordon decisively changed his sword style, and made up for a strong sweep with a blow, aiming at the position of the leg wound before.

The horned dragon, which was gradually recovering from its state of anger due to the accumulation of fatigue, trembled violently in its legs under this blow, lost its balance and fell to the ground.

Gordon perked up.

The previous strategy of attacking the legs was indeed correct, and seriously injuring the legs would not only weaken the dragon's mobility and speed, but also make it easier to lose its balance!

Gordon tried to continue the strategy of slashing his legs, but the Horned Dragon was on guard.

Not only did it get up faster than before this time, but its swinging legs made Gordon's painstaking preparation fall into the air.

This made Gordon's face as ugly as if he had eaten burnt meat.

Suddenly, I understood a little bit of the melancholy after Feng Yingkong's relief

"The trap is ready, meow!"

The pork chop's thin voice was like a shot in the arm that lifted Gordon's spirits again.

Put away his weapon and cooperate with the pork chop to lure the horned dragon to run to the place where the trap was set, the horned dragon was a little unsteady in his steps, but still howled and followed.

The rumbling footsteps and the close proximity of the sharp corners are terrifying.

"Meow! Why does it still run so fast! "The pork chop that wanted to jump his face to harass the next horned dragon almost gnawed, and he meowed in surprise.

"Don't underestimate the physical strength of the horned dragon!" Gordon shouted.

Fortunately, the trap is not far ahead.

Pork Chop and Gordon picked up even more speed, pulling away from the Horned Dragon in hot pursuit.

Such a move made the Horned Dragon a little suspicious.

It stopped, tilted its head to look at the same slowed speed, and turned around to bounce and beckon, beckoning its hunters and cats.

Then he leaned down, dug into the gravel, and went underneath.

Gordon immediately wanted to pull out the sonic boom, and now that the ceratosaurus was out of its rage, the sonic boom should work.

The pork chop said very confidently: "Gordon go over there, go to the high platform, meow!" The barrel of bombs is there, and the work of luring is handed over to meow! ”

"Be careful."

Gordon nodded, sped up in three or two steps, and climbed onto the rocky platform.

It's safe, even a horned dragon can't penetrate two or three meters through the platform, and it's very close to the trap location, so the pork chop keeps the vat of bombs here for the time being.

As for the safety of the pork chops, Gordon is not worried.

The Pork Chop, who is also good at burrowing, is much more accurate in sensing and judging vibrations than him, and it is not easy for a horned dragon to sneak up on it.

Through the meat pads and whiskers, the pork chops can accurately determine the position and speed of the one-horned dragon.

At first, the Horned Dragon was headed for Gordon, but when he climbed the rock platform, the Horned Dragon shifted its target.

The pork chop jumped on the spot, making a noise to attract the attention of the horned dragon, and then continued to run on all fours in the direction of the trap, until it stood on the trap and did not stop.

It plans to make the Horned Dragon fall into a trap the moment it bursts out of the ground!

"It's now!"

A second before the Horned Dragon broke through the ground, the pork chop jumped in time and successfully avoided the former's surprise attack.

However, it underestimated the size and strength of the Horned Dragon.

The horned dragon that rushed out from under the trap not only did not get trapped in the trap, but flew out together with the trap mechanism and the giant net.

Shaking his body and tossing aside the traps and nets hanging on his body, the horned dragon stared condescendingly at the already stupid pork chop.

"Meow meow?!"

Gordon, who jumped off the rock platform with a large bucket of explosive bombs, found that the trap failed to trap the horned dragon, and immediately dropped the explosive bombs, waving at the pork chop and yelling: "Run! ”

The pork chop turned around and ran.

Gordon also hurriedly threw a flashbang to cover the piglet's retreat.

The bright light temporarily deprived the Horned Dragon of its vision, and it shook its head and flicked its tail in place, trying to push back the enemies that didn't exist around it.

But then, it caught the faint shaking of the ground as the chop ran away.

Turning his head sharply, he flicked his legs, ready to start the dragon cart.

Gordon looked at the vat of bombs next to him and the rock platform behind him, and then at the horned dragon that was dazzled by the flash, and suddenly had a plan.

He stamped his foot vigorously.

Compared to the light footsteps of the pork chop, the much heavier movement here instantly caught the attention of the horned dragon.

It turned slowly, and the red unicorn was aimed in Gordon's direction.

Gordon couldn't help but feel his scalp tingle when he was pointed at the sharp horn like a spear, but instead of running away immediately, he continued to stomp his feet on the spot, continuing to attract the attention of the horned dragon.

"Roar!!"

The horned dragon roared wildly and began to charge, approaching Gordon almost in the blink of an eye.

Now is the time!

Gordon took a deep breath, strode to the side and began to run, and had barely taken three or four steps before he flew forward and fell.

Although it sensed the movement of its target, it had already entered high speed, and the horned dragon, which was wounded in the foot, did not have time to change direction, and crashed headlong into the large barrel of bombs on the side of the rock platform.

"Boom!"

In the blazing flames and billowing smoke, the horn of the one-horned dragon was once again inserted into the rock platform.

(End of chapter)