The insect hunt stings on the dragon's flesh wing for a few seconds, then flies back to the stick messenger's arm and uses its mouthparts to inject the extracted essence into Maca's body.

Maca moved her lower limbs, "You're still quite energetic, huh?" ”

Stepping back for a distance of about ten meters, Maca's legs suddenly exerted force and began to accelerate to run.

"Ted!"

"Okay!" Ted half-crouched, his shield raised above his head, held diagonally.

Maca, who quickly rushed in front of Ted, jumped up and brandished her worm stick at the surface of Ted's shield.

Ted roared and exerted force, suddenly got up and raised his arm to push the shield upward, Maca took advantage of Ted's height and this thrust to simultaneously prop up the worm stick, and sent herself into the air six or seven meters high in a pole vaulting posture.

Then, she flipped in the air and spun around, and the fire dragon stick swung it, and the blade of the stick successfully stabbed into the jaw of the poisonous dragon.

"Hey!"

Maca snorted softly, and with the head of the stick hooked on the dragon's jaw, she used her strength again, and pry herself into the air higher in the air.

The venomous dragon's fragile neck and abdomen were already in front of him.

Maca swung the fire dragon stick with all her might, and the ends of the worm stick continued to hit the fragile abdomen of the dragon one after another, and flames erupted, burning the slimy skin of the dragon.

The mucus on the surface of the body was dried in a blink of an eye, and the loose and soft skin began to shrink.

As a creature that lives in the cold, damp environment of the permafrost cave, this creature's tolerance to fire and heat is ridiculously poor.

The monster dragon hissed in pain, and as soon as the tail suction cup loosened, it was really knocked off the top of the cave by Maca.

With nowhere to borrow power, Maca and the poison monster dragon fell together, Ted hurriedly rushed forward, raised his shield and took it, and Maca landed with his strength without danger.

The Poison Monster Dragon fell to the ground, and it was difficult to turn over for a while, and Hayatta took the opportunity to rush closer, aiming at one of the Poison Dragon's winged claws to launch a continuous attack.

The reason why they didn't attack the head, neck, abdomen, etc., was because the purpose of their trip was not to hunt the Poison Dragon.

It is better to attack wing claws, hind limbs and other parts to weaken its mobility.

Gordon thought the same thing, and he ran briskly to the other wingclaw, and as he passed Ted and Marka, he couldn't help but turn his head to look at them.

"When did you two have such a tacit understanding and still play combo skills?"

The two of them gave him a thumbs up in unison.

The corners of Gordon's mouth twitched, and he continued to rush to the side of the poison monster dragon's wing claws, spreading his charge.

After the third stage of charging, the Fire Dragon Huang Sword slashed down, and the scorching blade slashed a deep bone mark on the right wing claw of the Poison Monster Dragon, and the burst of flames from the sword body scorched a large area of pale skin.

The Poison Dragon let out a painful hiss again.

Gordon, who habitually wanted to enter a strong charging posture, quickly stopped his movements.

The power of the Fire Dragon Huang Sword is too "excessive" for the Poison Monster Dragon, and the strong charge slash is really charged and slashed, I'm afraid it can really chop off this guy's wing claws.

That's a bit unnecessary.

Since discovering the importance of the Poison Dragon cub as a decomposer and the ecological base of the permafrost, Gordon did not dare to mess around with this Poison Dragon, and even dared not to lay too heavy a hand.

Even if you don't kill it, if you cut it halfway, turn your head and be killed by other higher-ranking predators, the ecosystem in the surrounding area will be out of balance for a while.

Doing so is a bit of a violation of the Hunter's Code when there is no threat to one's own safety.

After glancing at it, it turned out that Ted was stabbing the cannon into the circle mouthparts of the poisonous dragon, and was about to pull the trigger of the dragon cannon, so he hurriedly shouted to stop:

"Stop! Do you want to blow it to death?! ”

Ted, who had come to his senses, smacked his lips and retracted his finger on the trigger with a slight embarrassment, and instead raised his gun and stabbed it forward twice.

Hayatta and Maca also slowed down the frequency of their weapons.

Writhing and struggling, the Poison Dragon struggled to its feet as the hunters besieged it, and let out a roar of rage.

The fluorescent glands on its head and tail have become brighter, and its abdomen has become scarlet and darker.

The venom dragon propped up its body with its winged claws, a purple mist oozing through the folds of skin on its abdomen.

"Retreat!" Gordon reminded loudly.

Everyone immediately retreated to the rear and distanced themselves.

As the hunters began to retreat, the Poison Dragon suddenly fell to the ground, and large clouds of purple poisonous mist erupted from the glands in its abdomen, spreading in all directions with the air currents aroused when its flat body lay down.

Seeing this, the hunters immediately accelerated the pace of retreat, but fortunately, the spread of the poisonous mist was not too far, and no one was hit.

It's just that these poisonous mist lingering around the poisonous monster dragon can't dissipate in a blink of an eye, and as long as you dare to get close at this time, you will be poisoned.

Fortunately, the hunters were not in a hurry, and after retreating to a safe distance, they waited patiently.

The Poison Dragon had something else to do at this time.

Under the cover of the poisonous mist, it pressed its tail ring-shaped mouthparts, or cloaca, to the ground.

After a squirming of the soft body, a large mass of slimy, almost a person-high oocyst was expelled by it.

Gordon and the others immediately recognized it, after all, they had just seen it yesterday, and the venom dragon cub hatched from the vesicles inside the egg sac.

In this way, the behavior of the poisonous monster dragon just now cannot be said to be "excretion", but childbirth.

Looking at the cloaca of the poisonous monster dragon's mucus, Maca couldn't help but shudder, "It's too disgusting."

The mass expelled by the Poison Dragon was not as stable as the one seen yesterday, and after a few seconds, the vesicles within the mass burst open.

Five or six venom dragon cubs emerged from it, fell to the ground, sniffed left and right twice, and then squirmed towards the hunters as fast as they could.

At the same time, the Poison Dragon also hissed and attacked.

Gordon and his companions looked at each other.

The Poison Dragons would use their cubs as weapons, they had known for a long time.

But seeing this scene with your own eyes, you will inevitably feel your scalp tingle.

They can probably understand why this low-level wyvern species, which is not in a high ecological niche, moves slowly, and is not even as strong as the Great Monster Bird, has a danger level of four stars.

If it is an ordinary three-star hunter encountering this situation in front of him, especially in the case of solo hunting, it is inevitable that he will be a little in a hurry.

Coupled with the fierce toxin, the four-star hunter is also prone to miss.

"According to the original plan, Hayatamaka contained the Poison Dragon, Brother Ted, we, uh."

Gordon paused, and said helplessly, "Let's let them bite." ”

"Damn, it's all about eating better later!" Ted slammed his shield and spear away, and walked forward with Gordon.

Hayatta and Maca flanked the dragon, halting it and then repelling it away.

Gordon and Ted spread their arms and stood among the wriggling venom dragon cubs, letting the slimy little creatures jump on them and bite them.

Listening to the "crunching" sound in his ears, Gordon couldn't help but sigh.

If a hunter with poor armor is bitten by these little monsters, bites through the weak parts of the armor, or gets drilled into the gaps in the armor, the end is not expected to be very good.

"Pork chop!"

"Meow down!"

Gordon stood with Ted holding his breath as the pork chop ran over and smashed a capture tranquilizer bomb at their feet.

The anesthetic smoke cleared, and the venomous dragon cubs fell to the ground one after another.

The pork chops tie them together with a rope that has been prepared long ago.

The first batch of Poison Dragon cubs, the capture is complete.

(End of chapter)