The extinguishing of the thunder light on the overlord Thunderwolf Dragon lifted the hunters' spirits.

Gordon wanted to go back and check on Ted, but heard the latter shout at the top of his voice, "Uncle Ben is fine, cut the fuck!" ”

Gordon relieved himself and rushed forward to charge up for the head of the Overlord Thunderwolf Dragon.

Julius directly turned on the ghost mode and began to dance wildly, and Anhill also shot at full speed.

The overlord Thunderwolf Dragon, which was shattered and ultra-electrified, looked a little weak, and its movement speed was much slower than before, but its will to fight was not reduced in the slightest.

The greatsword slashed at its head with a charged force, its claw blades embedded deep in the carapace and even into the skull.

Blood flowed through the corners of his eyes, and the overlord Thunderwolf Dragon stared at the sword-wielding Gordon, roared and opened the great sword, and stood up again.

It's amazing resilience!

Gordon sighed in his heart, dispelling the idea of continuing to build strength.

The other party has already stood up strongly, and it will be a little too disrespectful to save it in front of him.

The Overlord Thunderwolf Dragon knew that in his current state, he was not suitable for fighting with the hunters.

It leaps away from it and starts the dragon cart again, ready to trade distance for speed and power.

"It's out of power, and you still don't dare to be an uncle?!" Ted, who had poured two bottles of recovery potions, raised his shield again, picked up his gun, and rushed forward with a roar.

However, even the overlord of the de-energized state of the Thunder Wolf Dragon, with its size and strength alone, is not something that humans can resist.

The result of the head-on collision was the same as the original one, Ted relied on the sturdiness of the shield and armor, and after eating the impact, he was constantly slid back by the overlord Thunderwolf Dragon.

Ted pulled his hand on the trigger, ready to fire another full bullet first, but he didn't expect the overlord Thunderwolf Dragon's reaction to be one step faster than him.

It jerked its sharp angle against the shield, and lifted Ted's shield, breaking through the latter's defensive stance.

At the same time, the right claw was raised high, and the lightning flashed, ready to give a heavy blow to Ted, who had been "opened".

"Get out of the way!"

Gordon, who was approaching at full speed, shouted in unison with Julius.

But Ted knew in his heart that with his own speed, he couldn't avoid this blow by simply sliding, so he directly raised the cannon, aimed the muzzle of the gun at the chest of the thunderwolf dragon, and roared.

"Dragon Striker!"

"Boom!"

In the roar, the flames erupted, and the overlord thunderwolf dragon's movements paused for a moment, and Ted also slid backwards with this recoil, and finally did not get hit by the thunder claw.

And the overlord Thunderwolf Dragon was not ready to let him go so easily, and raised his left paw in anger with a roar.

Gordon's pupils shrank suddenly, this claw Ted couldn't avoid it no matter what, he just hoped that the guy's shield armor was strong enough not to be directly flattened.

Ted also gritted his teeth and raised his shield, ready to face the impact.

However, things have changed for the umpteenth time, but this time on the bright side.

The overlord Thunder Wolf Dragon, who was about to swing the thunder claw, suddenly roared in pain, and the thunder light in the raised left claw dissipated, and even the slapping action looked a little weak.

Ted, who had a large shield on his head, was half-kneeled by the blow, but he was still in high spirits and yelled, "Aha! Didn't eat?! ”

"What the hell is called! Don't get out of the way yet! Anhill's roar was heard.

Only then did Gordon notice that the wound on the shoulder of the Overlord Thunderwolf Dragon was once again covered with frost, and it was Anhill's timely sniping that interrupted the Heavy Attack of the Overlord Thunderwolf Dragon.

"Oooh."

Ted obediently stood up and retreated, and Gordon stood in front of the overlord Thunderwolf Dragon with his sword.

Several ballistaks with relatively slow ballistic velocity flew in and struck Ted, who limped back.

The ballista shattered, and the green potion splattered, flowing through the gaps in Ted's armor, healing the latter's wounds.

It's Anhill's recovery bomb support.

"Thank you Daddy, uh no, thank you Anhill!"

Anhill rolled her eyes, reloaded the Mithril Rifle with lethal ammo, and continued to snipe at her target.

Due to the continuous wounds, the wound on the left shoulder of the Overlord Thunderwolf Dragon has become similar to its "reverse scale".

The overlord thunder wolf dragon raised his head to the sky and roared wildly.

The golden thunder light soared into the air, once again enveloping the body of the overlord Thunder Wolf Dragon, especially its back, and the aura condensed by the thunder light was like a raging fire sprinkled with gunpowder powder, surging and agitating.

The Overlord Thunderwolf Dragon paced slowly, his steps steady and powerful, and the wounds all over his body seemed to be just an illusion.

"It's relying on thunder to hold on, and the attack will be strong after that! Steady! Julius reminded his companions.

Reckless Ted also became cautious, waiting for the Overlord Thunderwolf to make a move, only Anhil continued to shoot, but always maintained a relatively safe distance.

Gordon, wielding his broadsword, suddenly felt a pinprick-like sense of menace—it was the gaze of the Overlord Thunderwolf Dragon.

"The target is me! Disperse! Gordon yelled and put away his greatsword, and quickly stepped back, pulling away.

The overlord Thunderwolf Dragon suddenly attacked, and while leaping forward with a small step, he bent his forelimbs to accumulate strength, and suddenly exerted his strength, and the backflip rose from the ground, and the long tail passed in front of Gordon.

The sound of the howling wind was suffocating.

Gordon continued to retreat, his previous experience had taught him that the overlord Thunderwolf Dragon's charged state, which was more "intense" than ordinary supercharged, was enough to support it to perform two or three powerful attacks in a row.

The overlord Thunderwolf Dragon, who jumped into the air, suddenly shifted his gaze.

It flipped and stretched its body, and its volley posture gave the illusion that it was suspended in the air for a second.

The sun-like thunderball condensed in its right claw, carrying the force of a huge body fall, and slammed down.

The target turned out to be Julius.

Julius reacted quickly, and his movements were just as fast, and he instantly turned on the ghost man, relying on rapid sprints and spinning and sliding steps, and retreated a distance of nearly twenty meters in the blink of an eye.

It stands to reason that this distance is quite safe, but perhaps with the power of the volley, the aftermath of the thunderball spreads very far.

A small arc of electricity enveloped Julius, freezing his pace of evacuation.

The overlord who landed on the ground adjusted his position slightly, and turned around to smash with a tail, and Julius couldn't escape at all.

Just when he was a little desperate, Ted lunged in with his shield and knocked him out of the way, delivering the blow on his behalf.

Ted himself was smashed to his knees, blood spurting from between the cracks in his facetle.

Memories of his teenage years flooded into Julius's mind again, and he roared and turned on the ghost, charging towards the overlord Thunderwolf Dragon, who had turned back.

"Anhill! Cover! Gordon reminded loudly as he cut between the Overlord Thunderwolf Dragon and Ted to avoid the monster's pursuit.

"Uncle Ben is fine"

Ted gasped and got back to his feet.

Since the beginning of the battle, he has been the one who has been injured the most, and it has long been a common thing for him to block the sword and withstand the attack for his companions.

This is also the main reason why he will take defensive performance as the first pursuit in the selection of armor and weapons.

This is the duty of the defender.

He lifted his visor and swallowed a secret potion.

After a dull cough, he spat out two mouthfuls of residual blood, and suddenly felt much better, and his breath became stable and powerful again.

He wiped his bloody nose and mouth and pulled back the armor.

"As long as Uncle Ben can stand up, it won't hurt!"

(End of chapter)