The continuous high-intensity attack and singing, coupled with the accumulation of injuries, made the red bird a little tired.

It stands to reason that this would be a good time to use the Charged Slash, but Gordon didn't choose to do so.

He almost completely abandoned the use of the charged slash, and only kept getting closer, using faster moves such as drawing his sword and slashing to repeatedly harass the red bird, making it impossible for the latter to sing, and he had no time to care about the heavy crossbowman who continued to shoot.

This is the most stable tactic.

Although compared to ordinary colored birds, red colored birds have a stronger physique and tougher scale feathers, but it is not a large size, and it can still be regarded as a "hard injury".

Gordon, who is tall and heavily armoured, can even use the top shoulders to directly disrupt the balance of the Red Bird's pace.

This is impossible to do in the face of those large monsters that are often twenty meters long.

Of course, the Red Bird wants to fight back, but its more powerful attacks require a little preparation time, such as continuous pecking strikes, such as tourmaline collision shocks.

Gordon didn't give it that time.

In order to maintain the interference, he sometimes did not have time to flip the blade, and even directly used the back of the Boom Sword without a claw blade to strike.

I don't want to do much damage, I just need to interrupt the movement of the red bird anyway.

"Quack!"

Another slash slammed into the side of the red bird's slender neck, interrupting its peck, and the heavy blade of the sword was like a sledgehammer, causing the red bird to stagger in its footsteps.

Gordon caught the flaw in the Rainbowbird's unstable center of gravity, lowered slightly, and swung his greatsword sideways—in this way trying to further disrupt the Bird's balance and force it to fall.

The timing of the sword was so good that the red bird's not-so-thick feet were slashed off the ground by him, and he was about to trip over.

Anhill was ready to shout "Well done".

However, the Red Bird showed amazing combat experience and balance at this point.

It flapped its wings vigorously, and the wind blew Gordon backwards while carrying the weight of its body.

Not only did it not fall, but it flew up in a low-altitude levitation posture.

Gordon held his greatsword in front of him, trying to get closer against the strong wind, but the strength of the wind pressure was no less than that of a large wyvern like a fire dragon.

Unless equipped with special structural armor designed to resist wind pressure, no hunter can move freely in such gales.

This is also the biggest headache for Gordon.

Flash he can use to block ignorance, leap shocks, pecks, dashes, sing, he also has a way to deal with it.

With only this wind pressure, he really can't fight it.

The time he was hit by the tail flick before was also the result of being suppressed by the wind pressure, which prevented him from dodging or defending in time.

"Meow!"

Approaching from the side, the chop threw a barrel of explosive bombs in an attempt to attack the red bird suspended in midair.

Before the bomb barrel could land on the red bird, it was blown away by the fierce wind set off by the pair of fleshy wings.

Almost didn't blow up Gordon.

"I'm sorry meow!"

"It's fine!"

The farther away from the red bird, the weaker the wind pressure became, and Gordon, who had been blown some distance by the strong wind, was already able to move, and he threw a flashbang tentatively.

In order to throw the flashbang in front of the colorful bird against the wind pressure, he used far more force than usual.

The location of the flashbang explosion was well grasped, and the bright light almost exploded in front of the eyes of the red bird.

Embarrassingly, it didn't work.

Gordon grinned self-deprecatingly, thinking that the red bird would release a flash of light on its own, which was much brighter than the flashbangs used by hunters, how could he be afraid of bright lights?

"Bang!"

Anhill fired, this time with a noticeably duller roar than when the icy bomb had been fired before.

It's a thorough-armor grenade!

The large and heavy body of the Piercing Grenade gives it better resistance to wind interference than other ballistas.

But even so, the armor-piercing grenade failed to hit the red bird, and the ballistic drift flew past several meters beside it, exploding in the air.

"Bang!"

There was another muffled sound, and this time the movement of the cannon was obviously much closer, and it seemed to be behind the ears?

Gordon tilted his head to the side and confirmed with his peripheral vision.

Anhill actually took the initiative to walk close to him, and continued to walk forward with a heavy crossbow.

Is this guy trying to break through the wind pressure by shortening the distance of the ballista?

"Boom!"

Unfortunately, the armor-piercing grenade still did not hit, but flew past the body of the red bird and exploded in the distance.

But Anhill smiled, "Get ready to charge." ”

Then, he half-crouched down and went into crouch shooting mode.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! ”

Anhill reloads at breakneck speed and fires three armor-piercing grenades in a row.

The direction of the grenade's flight seemed to be a little wrong, but under the influence of the air flow set off by the wings of the red bird, it just happened to flutter on the latter's body.

Two on the chest and one at the base of the wings.

Gordon also smiled, regardless of the howling wind, put his palm on the hilt of his sword, and directly began to charge.

Two seconds later, three successive bursts rang out.

In the light of the fire and the loud noise, the red-colored bird flying in the sky screamed and fell down.

Gordon also rushed in front of it at this time, switching his charging stance as fast as he could, and after a period of preparation that was not too long, he really charged up and fell hard.

"Gah!"

The red bird screamed, and the sword not only opened a huge crack in its head and neck, but also smashed the mallet-shaped resonant beak with it.

"It's not enough."

Gordon recalled the sword he had used to kill the Painted Bird, rolled and adjusted his position, came to the side of the Red Bird's neck, and began to charge again as he got up.

This time, he aimed at the part where the head and neck of the red bird met.

- The crisp kills have proven that the cervical vertebrae are the fragile bones of the Painted Birds.

Boom sword [Wang Hu] roared and slashed down.

The claw-like hook blade is difficult to cut anything directly, but in terms of "point" destructive power, it is undoubtedly better than those blades with smooth design.

At the head of the sword, the two fangs that were the longest and sharpest, with the blessing of the True Accumulation Slash Force, easily penetrated the skin of the neck of the Red Colored Bird with fine scales.

Muscles and tendons are as weak as nothing in the face of these two sharp teeth.

They wedged the gap between the neck bones of the red bird like steel nails smashed into the board, and with a crisp "click", the slender neck of the red bird bent at a strange angle.

The constantly beating wings and feet kicked twice as if they were electrocuted, and finally collapsed.

Life is gone, red birds, and the hunt is successful.

Gordon stepped on the head of the red bird and forcefully pulled out the big sword [Wang Hu] stuck between the neck bones.

He took a long breath and said, "It's finally over, this guy is a little trickier than I thought." ”

Anhill folded the crossbow and walked over, "Yes, I originally thought that it didn't have much ability other than summoning monsters to mess in, so it seems that it still underestimates it." ”

"Strip the material, I'll be on guard." Gordon simply flicked the blood from his greatsword and carried it behind his back.

"I'm not interested in this guy's material."

"Me too, but I can peel it off and sell it for money, after all, it's a rare subspecies, and it should have a good market."

"The last thing I lack is money."

"Okay, you be on guard, I'll peel it."

(End of chapter)