Spitting miasma, a rancid pungent mouth hits.

The rotten and hollow jaw, the tongue coating with fangs, and the dark yellow fangs stained with rot, let alone being bitten, even if it is just rubbed, I am afraid that I will die tragically from the epidemic.

Gordon, however, was not nervous.

In the previous grappling, he had fully understood the strength of this monster's muscles.

By the standards of ordinary large monsters, it was naturally not weak, but compared to the ancient dragons they had fought against.

It can only be said that it is at the bottom.

For the necrosaurus, the miasma was almost its only reliable weapon, and as for the dry muscles, it was barely enough to sustain its body.

Its every move can even be called "sluggish".

Not to mention that compared to the physically strong ancient dragons such as the Celestial Dragon, many large wyverns are more threatening than it in terms of (physical) attacks.

Meet the enemy in one go, and use the skills of precise defense to swing the sword to resist the attack.

Then came the instantaneous True Charged Slash, which slashed back without reservation, and the heavy sword almost missed the head of the corpse dragon to the ground.

As the blade made contact with the corpse dragon's body, wisps of miasma wrapped around the hilt of the sword.

However, under the influence of the miasma-resistant talismans, they dissipated before they could invade the hunter's body.

Is the corpse set dragon easy to deal with?

To be honest, not at all. （？ ）

The reason why he was able to suppress it alone was all due to the credit of this world's only miasma-resistant talisman stone.

Why isn't the body of the corpse set dragon strong? It's because after thousands of years of evolution, strong muscles are no longer necessary for it.

It doesn't have to rely on its minions to tear the flesh of its prey, bite their throats, just touch it lightly and it's over.

Without even touching it, any creature that dares to approach it will be contaminated by the miasma that surrounds it, and in a short time, its internal organs will be eroded away, and its life will come to an end.

At this time, if you take off the talisman stone, you will quickly weaken and fall into a desperate situation in just a few minutes.

He didn't dare to let his companions, especially the swordsman's Hayatta, go head-to-head with the corpse dragon, and it was for this reason.

It's easier to fight alone.

Be cautious and give him enough time, he can even be sure to deal with this corpse set dragon alone.

Of course, he wouldn't do that unless he had to.

There is an inextricable connection between the ecological environment of the Miasma Valley and the corpse set dragon, and the Miasma Valley, as the "reincarnation place" of the New World, plays a vital role in the entire New World.

It is not difficult to solve the corpse trap, but no one can guarantee how much impact it will have in the future.

Seeing that the corpse set dragon was slashed by this sword, Gordon immediately put away the big sword, turned around and ran.

The corpse set dragon, which had suffered continuous losses, naturally refused to let go of the hunter so easily, and with its usual habits, it had already spewed out a miasma at this time.

But now, with a high IQ, it has realized that the miasma does not work on the creature in front of it, and that the breath is just a waste of effort.

So it folded its wings, moved its limbs and began to chase.

The speed of the corpse dragon is not very fast, but the size is there after all, and it is not so easy for the hunter to run and shake it off.

Gordon poured a vial of force-walking medicine, trying to use the terrain to delay his pursuers.

After all, the latter is slow and inflexible.

There are not many obstacles in the underground caverns, but there are quite a few pools of acid that emit a glowing blue light.

But when he saw the corpse dragon flowing through the pool of acid without paying attention, he knew that strong acid didn't work for this guy.

Seeing the corpse dragon chasing closer and closer, Gordon stopped and turned around, shouldering his great sword.

Since there is no other way, let's make a few more cuts!

At the same time, in a cave a few hundred meters from here.

Anhill and the others stopped.

"This is it!" Ah Jian pointed to the top of the cave, "Can you take a look?" ”

Anhill squinted at the stalactites at the top of the cave.

Most of them are only one meter or even shorter in length, and even if such stalactites are smashed down, it is difficult to cause effective damage to the corpse set dragons of the ancient dragon species.

The only exception is a giant stalactite that is four or five meters long and has a root diameter of nearly two hundred centimeters.

If this thing is smashed down, I am afraid that it will be much more ruthless than the fossil of the snake king dragon tusk before.

"This one looks good," Gail kneading his chin.

"This one must be big enough." Anhill looked at her, "But a few grenades won't blow this thing up." ”

"Don't you have a supernova?"

"It would blow up along with the whole stalactite, and lose its meaning as a trap."

"Then drill the hole first!"

"That's a solution, I'll see."

Anhill was still staring at the stalactite and calculating, Gale had already inserted a magazine of piercing bullets into the [Crown of Thorns] light crossbow, and shot a few shots at the base of the giant stalactite.

The stalactite is hard and brittle, and it is naturally impossible for the piercing bullet to penetrate as deep as the monster's flesh, but it only blasts several bowl-sized craters at the base of the stalactite.

In the dense "click" sound, several cracks appeared between the craters.

"Hey!" Anhill tried to stop it.

But Gale ignored him, quickly changing magazines and continuing to fire until the second magazine was emptied.

As the craters overlapped and deepened, the cracks widened rapidly.

Anhill stared at the stalactite, for fear that it would fall directly like this, wasting the best trap materials.

Then he will definitely strangle Gail.

Fortunately, in the end, the expansion of the crack finally stopped.

Under the close bombardment of the entire two magazines and sixteen LV3 through bombardments, the originally solid stalactites were already crumbling.

"Steady!" Gale put away his crossbow in satisfaction, admiring his masterpiece, "Two more armor-piercing grenades, nailed to the largest crack, and it will surely fall." ”

"Do you have any misunderstanding about the verb 'drill hole'?!" Anhill scolded angrily: "Do you have a lot of opportunities to try and make mistakes like this? What should I do if it blows up?! ”

"You just say if it was successful!" Gale crosses the waist.

Anhill choked, he was 100 percent sure that Gail hadn't calculated it before he started.

Just like the sniper style of the two, he will carefully calculate the trajectory, distance, predict the monster's movements, and even add temperature and humidity considerations to ensure that the ballista hits accurately.

Gail, on the other hand, is "almost in this position", "I think this can be done", and then pulls the trigger "intuitionist".

What made him not know whether to be happy or uncomfortable was that he really succeeded in giving her a whole day

It took less than a minute to complete the pre-arrangement of the trap.

By the way, his original plan was to climb to the top of the cave with a projector hook, use a stripping knife to cut several holes in the base of the stalactite, and then fill it with a thorough-armor grenade and wait for it to detonate.

Just like pork chops usually do.

If the three of them were to do it together, it would take about a quarter of an hour.

Regardless of the risks, judging by the results alone, this time it was indeed Gayle's complete victory.

The thought of this made Anhill's face darken.

Gail grinned and slammed Anhill's shoulder, "Don't think about it so much, you'll be bald." ”

(End of chapter)