Feng Ying staggered to her feet, poured a bottle of recovery medicine, gasped twice, coughed up a mouthful of blood clots, and the boredom in her chest dissipated a little.

In the evacuation convoy in the distance, the third princess who was holding a small telescope and observing here noticed that Feng Ying was injured and vomited blood, screaming and jumping up.

"Prima! Feng Ying is injured! ”

Prima pressed her down, "It's a matter of course that hunters are injured in the battle with monsters, and Anhill is a good marksman, so it's okay to have his help." ”

"No! The concubine orders you to help now! Don't take the dog anymore, kill that guy! ”

In the face of this wayward princess, Prima was really helpless, but she was not ready to come with the temperament of the third princess.

He casually stuffed the third princess back into the canopy and told the maid to take care of it.

Prima looked back at the warband, which was gradually moving away, and whispered, "I hope you all go well."

After Anhill emptied another shotgun magazine, he turned his head sideways and asked Feng Ying loudly, "How is it!" Can you still fight? ”

"No problem!" Feng Ying wiped the corners of her mouth and responded.

Anhill listened to her voice and was quite angry, and her heart was slightly relieved, "Don't be guard, your armor can't be carried by it, just dodge and distract it."

Be cautious, don't be careless, and don't let loose loosely. ”

"Understood!"

Feng Ying picked up her sword and shield again, and rushed towards the mysterious monster.

She had already learned the power of the opponent's claw attack just now, and she also knew that it was not a wise choice to stand on the front and resist hard, so she approached the mysterious monster from the side in a roundabout way.

With the swordsman in front, in order to avoid accidental injury, Anhill no longer used scattered bullets, but replaced them with a magazine for flame bullets.

To be honest, he didn't know what the weakness attribute of the monster in front of him was, anyway, it wouldn't be thunder.

Seeing that there are a lot of electric white hairs growing on its back, limbs, and long tail, let's blindly guess that it is weak.

Feng Ying slashed out with great force.

With the sharpness of the alloy shield axe, although it is not so direct as to flick the knife, it is difficult to break through the tough carapace and hard skin on the surface of the monster's body, and the damage caused is extremely limited.

Feng Ying tries to slow down the frequency of her attacks and attack them with a more powerful but longer preparation time.

This makes the attack a little better, at least it can make the monster see some blood, but it's still far from being as good as Anhil shooting at the front.

The situation strangely changed to a shooter who was head-on to attract the monster's attention and contain its movements, and the swordsman, who was supposed to be avant-garde, followed the monster's ass and slashed all the way.

The slashing sword in Feng Ying's hand gradually became scorching.

She seized the opportunity for Anhill to catch the monster's sight with a series of shots, inserted the sword into the sheath, prepared the "red shield" with a series of actions, and turned on the "red sword" state.

She didn't think about messing around, and now using the genus *** slash is easy to disrupt the rhythm of the battle that Anhill is desperately trying to maintain, and the gains outweigh the losses.

It's just that in the state of the red sword, the damage caused by the sword slash is even more considerable.

Perhaps it was the successive misses of the attacks that annoyed it, or perhaps the damage done to it by Anhill and Fengying angered it, and the mysterious monster lowered its body and let out a low roar.

The dazzling blue thunder crackled on its back and limbs, and the air was filled with the smell of electricity piercing through the air, and the thunder insects flying nearby were all attracted.

The monster's unusual movements and behaviors are often in preparation for some kind of extraordinarily powerful attack, which can be regarded as an attempt for hunters.

It's not clear what this guy is going to do, though. Anhill and Feng Ying immediately stopped their attacks and quickly retreated.

This is the safest option when facing strange monsters.

However, the choice of insurance is not necessarily the right choice.

The two hunters retreated a long distance, but the expected powerful attack did not come, and they noticed that the thunder light on the monster's body became brighter and brighter, and Anhil's pupils shrank.

This is not an "attack", but a "charge"!

"Interrupt it!" Anhill yelled.

Several armour-removing grenades, which were extremely damaging, burst out of the ballista's muzzle one after another.

Unfortunately, before these grenades could land on the mysterious monster, the dancing electric snake detonated them in the air in advance.

"Drink!"

Feng Ying quickly approached under the cover of the flames and gunsmoke.

The shield axe in her hand had switched to the form of a giant axe, and she leaned back and swung the giant axe, the blade of which spun at high speed, and it was about to fall on the top of the monster's head.

However, a cloud of violent lightning exploded with the mysterious monster as the center before the axe blade fell.

"Whew-"

The monster raised its head and neck high, and in the high-pitched long howl, Feng Ying was swept away by the air waves and arcs.

Fortunately, this time she was only blown away, and she was not injured because of it, and after turning over and landing, Feng Ying grabbed the ground and slid backwards for some distance.

She looked up.

The mysterious monster, which was already glittering with lightning, became as dazzling as the thunder itself.

The hairs wrapped around the arc stood on end like steel needles, and the dark yellow bone carapace unfolded layer by layer with a slight "click", making its entire body even larger.

"It's really, amazingly life." Looking at the monster that exuded an incomparably strong sense of presence, Anhill couldn't help but sigh.

Feng Ying re-split the shield axe back into sword and shield mode, and retreated vigilantly.

What was already a tricky opponent is now even more intimidating......

The special electrified state of the mysterious monster made Anhil's vigilance rise to the extreme, and the two of them stared at the monster's every move, not even daring to blink their eyelids.

Just as Feng Ying tensed her leg muscles, ready to dodge at any moment, a gust of wind blew past her.

Feng Ying's eyes widened, her pupils constricted.

Only then did she realize that what remained in her sight was only the afterimage left by the intense thunder light after the retina was stimulated.

And the mysterious monster itself had already swept past her with a speed that was difficult for ordinary people to react to, and rushed straight to Anhil in the rear.

"Anhill senior, be careful!" Feng Ying turned her head and exclaimed.

Anhill, who has stronger dynamic vision and more experience, actually noticed the monster's movements at the first time.

However, in the dark night, the dazzling thunder seriously interfered with his vision, and he was worried that dodging too early would give the monster time to adjust its course.

He had to hold his breath until the moment when the lightning almost engulfed him, and then slid sideways suddenly, narrowly avoiding the swift claws.

The arc of electricity wrapped around the tips of his claws pierced through the air and spread to his breastplate, a slight numbness in his chest that told him how limited his dodge was.

Naturally, the dodge distance of the slide step was not as good as the tumbling flutter, but he didn't dare to do that at all.

Monsters with fast running speeds, attack speed, maybe slow?

Sure enough, before his feet could fully stand on his feet, the giant claws that grasped the thunder slapped down towards him.

Anhill gritted his teeth and stepped back, pulling the trigger at the same time, again with the help of recoil, to extend the retreat distance.

Another extreme dodge with no room for it.

Anhill couldn't help but regret a little in his heart, he shouldn't have gone out wearing this set of sickle armor that emphasizes penetrating sniping.

Feng Ying is not mature enough to be a solid barrier to stop the monster in his tracks, as Gordon did.

After that, you may want to find an opportunity to make a set of armor that emphasizes lightness and can increase the evasion distance.

Miss Prima's dragon outfit seems to be good?

Hehe, if you can get through this level.

(The evening is gone, and I'm really busy throwing up today - there's still some work to be done.)

(End of chapter)