Gordon habitually rushed in front of Lan Long, ready to charge and release the charge slash, but he immediately recalled Hilda's words.

- Destroying spiny fins and weakening mobility.

There aren't many chances to get Lan Long down from the sky, maybe only this once.

It is true that the charged slash will cause more serious damage, but with the vitality of the ancient dragon, these injuries will never be decisive.

In that case, it is better to use the opportunity for a more "effective" attack.

He quickly changed his attack position, came to Lan Long's broad forelimbs, and snorted the epitaph greatsword down.

Black light and crimson arcs that symbolize the dragon's attribute energy burst out.

Under this energy shroud, the thin but unusually tough wing membrane was broken, and Gordon roared and dragged the blade of the sword, tearing a crack in the skin of Lan Long's forelimbs.

There is not much blood flowing out of the ruptured epithelium, which is not a critical place, but it should be an important organ for controlling its flight attitude.

"Snort."

A small but sharp blade of wind slashed across his face, and Gordon was not injured due to the presence of the visor.

But he noticed that the body of the dragon in front of him was dyed a dull gray like the clouds before the rainstorm.

This was a precursor to Lanlong's true outburst.

He stopped the attack as soon as possible, put away his big sword and flew backwards, while loudly reminding his companions, "Retreat!" This guy is going crazy! ”

Anhil, who was pulling the trigger continuously, immediately folded the heavy crossbow, put it away, and quickly retreated, not even interested in emptying the last loose bullet in the magazine, he didn't have this obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Hilda, a little farther away, also began to retreat.

She was actually about twenty meters away from Lan Long, but this distance was less than a position for Lan Long, who was more than thirty meters long.

It's not safe.

A warm air stream centered on Lan Long's body and spread out in all directions.

Gordon in the retreat almost didn't get overturned.

Gordon had thought that Lan Long would have to struggle on the ground for a while before he could get up, after all, the latter's aquatic flippers didn't look like they were good at moving on the ground.

But now he found that the verb "crawl" was too insulting to this magical creature that could freely manipulate the wind and rain.

The wind gathered, and Lan Long shook his body, and was carried by the wind and floated from the ground.

It was as if there was not almost weightless air around it, but water, which was not flying, but swimming in the air.

Lan Long swung its long tail, its spiny fins vibrating, and its speed increased abruptly.

But instead of rushing straight at the hunters, it circled and flew faster and faster.

A huge tornado that penetrated the sky and the earth was rapidly forming with its hovering area as the eye of the wind.

Under the influence of the huge suction, the hunters felt that their legs were about to leave the ground, and if they were really sucked into the tornado, the result would naturally not need to be described more, it was nothing more than spilled all over the ground.

"Get down! Hold on to the ground! Hilda yelled.

At the moment, I can't run away, the wind is coming, and the standing posture is too big for the windward side, so it is relatively safe to lie down.

The only thing to be thankful for is that the ground around here is uneven and dominated by solid limestone, and there is at least a place to hold it up.

The wind is still strengthening, and many plants with deep roots have been uprooted, and the dragon in the eye of the wind has turned into an afterimage of the lake.

"Boom ——!"

It's hard to imagine that a simple change in air flow can produce such a loud thunderous sound.

The huge tornado suddenly turned into countless wind blades and exploded.

The hunters, who were sucked by the eye of the wind a second ago, were almost off the ground, but this time they were pushed from back to front, rolling out more than ten meters.

Gordon shook his head and stood up, his head a little dizzy from the previous tumbling, but thanks to the excellent defensive performance of the Dinosaur armor, he didn't suffer any obvious injuries.

Anhill was fine, two bloody cuts appeared on his cheeks and shoulders, which didn't look very deep, and he didn't know if it was a wind blade or a stone cut on the ground.

Hilda, who was furthest from the eye of the storm, was the most seriously injured, and blood gushed out of her thigh from a nearly twenty-centimeter cut by the wind blade.

The gray dragon hovered in the air, its eyes bright to the point of blindness in the night.

Silver-white light converged in its mouth again, this time aiming at Hilda, the most injured of all.

Hilda endured the sharp pain in her leg and ran quickly.

Although her movements were a little inconvenient, with her extreme experience, she flew and fell down at the most opportune time, avoiding Lan Long's strafing shot.

However, Lanlong's attack did not end.

I saw that it shook its head, and it was already nearing the end, but the power was still terrifying, and the breath swept back.

Due to the injury in her leg, Hilda got up half a beat slower and couldn't dodge.

Gordon ran at full speed with his head down, hoping to get there before the attack arrived and help block, but it was still too far away, and at this critical moment, it was Anhill who took the lead and came in front of Hilda.

Lowering his center of gravity, he unfurled his crossbow, and just as he finished his preparations, the torrent breath sliced sideways in front of him.

"Ziga!"

The force of the impact pushed Anhill backwards for several meters, and he almost fell to the ground.

The shield attached to the heavy crossbow was badly deformed under this blow, and it was obviously impossible to use it, but anyway, this blow really gave him a shooter to block.

Anhil, whose arms trembled slightly, couldn't help but mutter: "Good guy, I will never say that heavy crossbows and shields are evil anymore......"

Hilda, who escaped under the cover of her companions, did not shout and ask things like "how are you" and "are you hurt".

Instead, he poured the recovery medicine as quickly as he could, and sprinkled a handful of life dust on his leg to stop the bleeding.

"Woo——!"

The dragon hovering in the air let out a long groan, and the torrential rain fell, and the satin-like spiny fins were completely stretched, exuding a hazy but mysterious light in the boundless rain curtain.

Like a god.

Looking at the mysterious ancient dragon that was looking down on them in the sky, Anhill clenched the handle of the crossbow, "This guy, is he really hurt?" ”

"Yes." Hilda said without hesitation: "It doesn't continue to rush down means that it is also afraid." ”

"Flying around, endlessly."

Gordon's eyes, hidden under the visor, flashed a dangerous red light, "Come according to the previous plan, let's go to the wreckage of the airship, get it down, and slash it a few more times!" ”

......

"Haven't meowed yet?"

"It's almost there!"

"You've said this ten times!"

"Because you asked me ten times!" The pork chop bared his tiger teeth at Xianglan impatiently, "Are you meowing? Then the ruins are in front of you, you can't see meow?! ”

"I know meow! Even say the entrance and exit meow! Xianglan made excuses, and the reason why it kept saying nothing was because she was a little scared.

Maybe it's because of the rift, or maybe it's because of the heavy rain, and although it hasn't entered the ruins yet, it can already feel the ominous gaze.

This is something that I didn't have when I came last time.

Hayata, who was following behind the two Ailu, didn't say a word, and as she ran quickly, she steadied her breathing and saved every ounce of energy.

"It's meow...... What's going on?! The pork chop leading the way braked sharply, and even the dialect of the Ailu tribe on the other side of the Shurett region popped out.

The rift where it had entered and exited the ruins with Gordon had been tightly blocked by a boulder several people high.