Facing the water demon bird whose entire upper body was planted in the corals of the waterbed, Gordon chewed a strange power pill.

Then he waved the big sword, stirred up the fighting spirit to open the beast soul possession, and picked up the big sword and began to prepare for the real charging slash.

The water monster's most threatening water attack did not come from its mouth, but from its tail, and he was going to try to cut off the soft, too-looking tail in one go.

Anhill continued to shoot the wing membrane of the water demon bird, the purpose was naturally to prevent the water demon bird from taking off again, and the gale also rushed over to help, constantly tearing with steel teeth.

The pork chop touched the position at the feet of the water demon bird and put a paralysis trap on it.

Although it actually wants to bomb it with a big bang, this is obviously not the right time, and the effect of setting a trap is obviously greater.

By the time it was about to prepare the trap, Gordon's True Charge Slash was ready.

The golden-red sword of the inscription slashed down with the sound of the wind, slashing down on the colorful soft tail that was not much thicker than an adult man's thigh.

With the power of this sword, let alone such a soft-looking tail, even a leg bone of the same thickness would have to be cut in two.

However, the blade was only halfway through when it was stuck by the tail, which was neither covered in scales nor a hard main bone.

It felt like holding a machete to chop meat and trying to chop the chopping board with all your might.

It's not that it's hard, and the blade can cut into it, but it's a bit difficult to completely chop the cutting board with a single knife.

Gordon wasn't too surprised, being able to jet the water blade at such a high pressure, this seemingly soft tail was naturally amazingly tough.

The tail suffered a heavy blow, and the water monster bird struggled wildly.

The disproportionately thin tail flung like a whip and then bulged from the base of the tail as a precursor to the imminent spray of water.

At this time, there is no point in running far away, and the hunters have to get as close as possible to the water monster bird so that they can avoid the attack as much as possible.

A large stream of water squeezed from the base of the tail, which had expanded dozens of times, towards the gland at the end of the tail, but just as it passed through the breach that Gordon had just cut.

"Bang!" A loud bang rang out.

The bloodshot water exploded like a waterfall on the ground, and the hunters hurriedly set up their weapons to block, and they were almost stumbled by the current.

"Baba ——!"

The water monster bird finally pulled its head out of the waterbed coral, and let out a sharp and painful chirp.

The soft tail that was cut out of the Dao Rift by Gordon and looked basically intact was squeezed from the inside by the super strong water pressure of the current attack.

The end of the tail was almost completely blown off, and only some flesh was barely attached, hanging there, and the water monster bird jumped in place like crazy in pain.

Gordon was stunned and couldn't help laughing.

Will you spray another water and see?

Then they watched as the water monster bird's half-cut tail bulged again, and a column of water that was thicker than before erupted.

“？？！”

Gordon and Anhill hurriedly pounced.

The water column swept on the ground and made a "rumbling" sound.

Gordon, who was shocked into a cold sweat, looked back at the ravine on the ground that had been blasted open by the water column, and the depth was indeed not as deep as before.

It seems that after losing the restraint of the gland at the end of the tail and changing from a "water blade" to a "water column", the penetration power of the water attack has indeed decreased.

But if you are bombarded on your body, the result is afraid that it will make no difference.

"Taste this meow!"

The pork chop circled in front of the water demon bird, and after drawing the lead with its claws, a small barrel of explosive bombs was thrown in front of the water demon bird's face.

"Boom!"

The fuse was very short, and it exploded the moment the bomb touched the head of the water demon bird.

The specially adjusted recipe of the barrel bomb was very powerful, the fragments were scattered, and the dark red explosion flame enveloped the entire head of the water demon bird, and even those brilliant golden neck feathers were scorched a lot.

Under the impact of the explosive wind, the water demon bird howled and leaned back, and the attack of the water jet was interrupted, and in order to stabilize its body, its feet stepped back a few steps, just in time to enter the paralyzing trap set up by the pork chop before.

A powerful current swept through its body, and it screamed and twitched, unable to move.

"Well done!" Gordon cheered, quickly got to his feet, and dragged his great sword towards the head of the water monster bird.

He wants to see, if the tail is broken, he can still spray, but if the head is broken?!

Before Gordon could reach the attacking position, the pork chop fired another rocket blaster.

The flame-spewing cone-shaped rockets flew precisely into the Bird's gaping beak, and the violent explosion almost shattered the Bird's beak from the inside.

The scattered fragments of the blast were mixed with some bright purple minced meat, which were fragments of the water monster's tongue.

Gordon also rushed to the water demon bird at this time and shouldered the inscription sword.

The battle is coming to an end, and the end of this water monster bird has been decided.

At the same time, in the distance, in a coral grove that no one cared about, a short figure took a deep look at the pork chop that unleashed a powerful explosive bomb for a few moments, and then burrowed into the ground and disappeared without a trace.

The northern hills of the terrestrial coral plateau.

On a cascading reef of rocks that resemble giant mushrooms, several pterodactyls are crouching, sticking out their tongues full of slime and licking the nutrient-rich polyp eggs.

The abundance and readiness of food gave the pterosaur the most docile of all pterosaur creatures, as well as its smallest size.

Even so, they can still live well in the treasure trove of life in the terrestrial coral plateau.

The premise is that you don't encounter predators.

On the top of the cliff not far away, the crimson murderer with sharp teeth and claws is approaching step by step.

Its joints are soft.

Even if it is nearly ten meters, it is definitely not a "petite" size, and with a weight of tons, it still does not make the slightest movement.

Approach, approach.

It was only when there was only one full-fledged flight between the target and it that it let out a long howl and leaped to its feet.

The howl alarmed the pterodactyls that were feeding on the eggs of the polyps, and instead of taking off to dodge at the first time, they stiffened for a second or two as if they were frightened, and then remembered to run.

But it's too late.

The crimson-skinned monster pounced, two rows of iron hook-like claws poking out, and with a single claw, it split a pterodactyl in two.

But it was still not satisfied, and turned its head in the air to bite the other one, and then it was satisfied to borrow force from the coral reef rock and fall back to the ground.

"Purr."

It licked the blood from the corner of its mouth, and seemed pleased with the outcome of the hunt, and let out a low grunt.

Just as it was about to feast, another gust of wind struck from above.

The red monster immediately dropped its food and jumped to the side to dodge.

A monster that looked like it was eighty or ninety percent old, but with a deep blue skin, jumped in front of it.

Press the prey it had hunted only half a minute earlier, and let out a menacing roar at it.

"Roar!"

The crimson monster was instantly furious and roared back without hesitation.

After a few seconds of confrontation, the crimson monster took the lead in attacking, swinging its claws and grabbing at the top of the dark blue monster's head.

The dark blue monster did not dodge or dodge, and took the claw with its head held high.

Its head was slammed, and several hideous knife wounds on the top of its head cracked again under the claws of the red monster, and blood flowed.

But it slowly raised its head as if it didn't care, with the claws of the red monster on its head.

The red monster was jealous and was about to retreat, but the dark blue monster had already pounced, biting its neck, and then shook its head violently, knocking the red monster to the ground.

The throat was bitten, and the red monster that couldn't breathe tried to struggle, but the dark blue monster held it down, and the sharp teeth kept biting, and the red monster's throat was torn apart.

Its body twitched violently, and it didn't take long for it to completely lose its life.

As if to vent the resentment and depression in his heart, the dark blue monster shook off the corpse of the defeated and let out a long howl of joy in the sky.

But just then, a crossbow came from a distance and hit its head, interrupting its howl.

The figure of the hunter appeared on the top of the cliff.

"Oh boy, you're going to run again?!"

(End of chapter)