The crouching beast snapped open its eyes and looked at the camp surrounded by boulders.

The guy hiding inside is out!

The dragon craned its neck, roared, and burst into the air with a flap of its wings.

The vines and branches crisscrossing the sea of trees could not restrain it at all, and the pale blue shadow was as flexible as a swallow, flying left and right between the giant trees.

Finally pulled up with a light swoop, levitating in front of the hunter in red armor.

"It's coming so fast."

Gordon moved his neck and shoulders, and the hilt of the Male Fire Dragon Flame Sword was grasped in his palm, "Can't you let us leave properly?" ”

The Fire Dragon looked at Gordon condescendingly.

After a brief exchange yesterday, it knew that the red guy in front of it was different from the white one before.

He has the strength to threaten himself.

"Whoa!!" The Fire Dragon opened its jaws and let out a menacing roar.

Gordon quickly covered his ears, and like the male fire dragon of the native species, the roar of the fire dragon was so loud that it could almost deaf people.

A flashbang was thrown from afar, and the moment it landed in front of the eyes of the Fire Dragon, it exploded into a burst of bright light.

The roar of the fire dragon turned into a whimper.

The balance of the limb was instantly disrupted, and it fell from mid-air like a slippery man.

"Hah! The timing is good! ”

The Fire Dragon, who had fallen to the ground, almost landed his head in front of Gordon, laughed, and drew his great sword.

Considering that the fire dragon is in good condition, it is estimated that the speed of getting up is relatively fast.

Gordon passed through the Iron Mountain and crossed the stage of charging and strong charging, and before the fire dragon could get back on his feet, he unleashed an astonishing true charge slash.

When the first knife landed on the door of the Fire Dragon's head, Gordon's heart was happy.

Like the male, the carapace of the dragon is very weak, and the flesh is very soft.

Even the first blow of the True Slash, which is not worth mentioning, can easily break through the defense, leaving a bloody gap.

This is just the "appetizer dessert", and the next thing is the real "main course"!

"Drink!"

With a low cry from Gordon, the second blow of the True Slash, which gathered all his strength, mercilessly slashed down on the forehead of the Fire Dragon.

The scales were lifted off, and the carapace was shattered.

The Male Fire Dragon Yan Sword continued to go deeper, tearing through the scalp and muscles of the Fire Dragon, dragging out a terrifying wound that ran through the entire face of the Fire Dragon.

The scorching blood splashed all over Gordon's body, and the Fire Dragon, who had just gotten up and had not had time to stand firmly, suddenly suffered a heavy blow and let out a wail, and fell to the ground again.

Locked?

Gordon perked up and began to charge again.

Charged Slash, Strong Charged Slash, True Charged Slash, a whole set of attacks were released one after another, slashing the majestic dragon head of the Canghuo Dragon into a mess.

If it weren't for the fact that this guy's skull was so hard that the attack didn't really penetrate into his mind, the hunt might have ended by this time.

Distance.

While being wary of small monsters that might approach, Hayatta watched the battle, and the little stars in her eyes were about to fall out.

"Gordon is so powerful! It's such a strong monster, but he can't get up when he is pressed to the ground! ”

On the contrary, the pork chop was speechless.

It shook its head and shook its little paws and said, "No, no, no, no, no, it has nothing to do with Gordon guy Meow, it's Hayatta that you threw flashbangs at a good time, that guy is just standing on a stake and slashing a big sword meow."

Ahead.

The Fire Dragon endured the severe pain and stood up again.

Gordon tried to keep locking, but the dragon spat out a fiery fireball on the ground in front of him almost without warning, spreading its wings wide.

The explosive wind that exploded with the fireball flew backwards for more than ten meters, opening up the distance between Gordon and interrupting the latter's continuous attack.

Gordon was also shocked by this fireball breath and broke out in a cold sweat.

It's too fast, much faster than the breath of the male fire dragon.

There was almost no precursor to preparation, and as soon as his head was tilted up, the breath that was enough to blow up the giant tree erupted.

If he hadn't always been a little vigilant in his heart, he stopped the attack as soon as possible, set up his big sword and entered a defensive stance, he would definitely have been swept away by the shock wave of the explosion at this time.

Fighting against a monster of the level of the Fire Dragon, it would be very dangerous to expose such a flaw.

Perhaps afraid of the great sword in Gordon's hand, the fire dragon did not fly close to the former, but fell to the ground, opened its huge mouth, and several fireballs exploded, hitting the opponent in the distance.

Faced with this kind of continuous breath with a very short preparation time, Gordon could only rely on his reaction speed and experience, rolling and dodging one after another.

"It's time for us to meow!"

At this moment, the pig was afraid of suddenly rushing out, and Hayatta also picked up the flying bomb next to her, and hurriedly followed, she was tall and leg-long, and she carried the bomb much more quickly than the former.

It is easy to accidentally injure teammates, which is the biggest trouble in the use of explosives, and Gordon has been blown up by a cat countless times.

But now that the Fire Dragon chooses to distance itself and fight long-range battles, explosives that are more active in the use of air-blown bombs can come in handy.

Coming to a place about thirty or forty meters away from the Canghuo Dragon, Pork Chop stopped, "Probably here!" Just put the bomb here! ”

Because his strength was at least greater than that of pork chops, Hayatta, who was a temporary cameo porter, immediately put down the bomb barrel.

The pork chop lay on the flying bomb, erected a claw, compared the angle from afar, and commanded loudly: "Move two meters further!" ”

Hayatta immediately complied, carrying the barrel with the pork chops lying on it.

"This is meow!" The pork chop jumped up excitedly, stood on top of the flying bomb, and pulled the lead hard.

After a short two-second "clang" sound, a large stream of sparks and gunpowder smoke erupted from the bottom of the airblast bomb, which slowly rotated and began to rise.

"Meow?"

Still standing on the bomb barrel, the pork chop and Hayatta who rose into the air with the bomb were dumbfounded.

"Jump off!" Hayatta shouted in a panic.

The pork chop hesitated for a moment, and the flying bomb, which had been a distance of one or two meters from the ground, accelerated violently, and collapsed into the air with the pork chop.

"Meow—"

In the blink of an eye, the flying bomb rose more than ten meters, and then drew a graceful parabola and fell towards the fire dragon in the distance.

"-Meow!"

The pork chop fell from the flying bomb that began to fall, screaming and falling.

Hayatta scurried forward with her head back, and before the chop hit the ground, the shovel caught it, and under the impact of the fall, a man and a cat rolled into a ball.

Gordon, attracted by the screams of the pork chops, wanted to cover his face.

What are you two doing?

"Boom!"

"Roar!"

Despite some accidents in the process, the flying bomb landed precisely on the back of the fire dragon, and in the roar, the flames and black smoke enveloped it.

Gordon, making sure the pork chop was okay, turned his attention back to the fire dragon.

He didn't think that the fire dragon, who had been hit by so many knives from him, would be blown down by this flying bomb.

But either way, it's a good chance to get back to the monster.

Gordon began to charge, and as a swordsman, melee combat was his only option.

The wind whipped by the blue giant wings blew away the gunsmoke, and the giant beast behind the gunpowder smoke was fine except for the scales and carapaces behind it that were slightly shattered.

Facing the onslaught of hunters, it flapped its wings and took off, its venom-laden claws reaching forward and clash with Gordon's greatsword.

This is a new round of encounters.

Ps.

It's a bit nonsensical, but hunting cats, especially bomb cats, often feel like they do something stupid

(End of chapter)