The bellied hunters lay down early to rest and spent a peaceful, if not too quiet, night.

There is no such thing as falling asleep in the wilderness and forests, and being awakened from time to time by the howling of distant animals, and even the sound of insects everywhere is drowned out by the sound of the wind, which is not fierce.

Everything was too peaceful, and the pork chops, who were squatting at the entrance of the cave and were in charge of keeping vigil, had to count the fluff on their paws to pass the time.

The hunters were able to sleep soundly.

Because of this, they got up very early, at two or three o'clock in the morning, and there were still hours before dawn, and they had already sorted out their equipment and left the small cave where they were camping.

The guide insects didn't seem to wake up, and Gordon patted the guide insect cage, and they began to lead the way a little sluggishly.

As for why they get up so early, on the one hand, it is because seven or eight hours of sleep is completely enough for them to recover their strength and spirit, and no matter how much sleep they get, they are easy to get sleepy.

The more important reason is that at this time, the scaly dragon should have also found a place to land and rest, and at this time to pursue, maybe it can find an opportunity to get close to it.

The northern mountains were barren and deserted at night, and last night's speculation had made the hunters a little more vigilant.

They advanced under the cover of the mountain.

Finally, before dawn came, they spotted the scaly dragon in a mountain col.

It was curled up at the bottom of the col and lay asleep, its wide wings unable to fold completely, so it had to spread it on the ground.

The silver-gray body was covered in dried blood, but there was no more blood in the wound, and it was clear that it had recovered a lot.

The hunters exchanged glances and cautiously approached.

The first sword of this sleep was naturally made by Gordon, who is a great sword envoy, and in fact, it was not bad to let Anhill start this battle with a supernova.

But considering that the scaly dragon's belly and tail were curled up under him, Supernova might not be able to easily detonate these annoying scales, so it was better to save the only precious ammunition left for a more critical moment.

Gordon and Hayatta drew their swords and approached from the front and side, respectively, and the two shooters found a suitable position on the hillside to fire their balls, loading their crossbows and locking on to their targets.

Coming to the scaling faucet lightly, Gordon didn't rub it, poured the potion into his mouth as fast as he could, and then pulled down his armor.

The moment the visor was pulled off, the Angry Tyrannosaurus essence hidden in the [Greed] set was completely released, and the greed and malice that devoured everything rose to the ground.

Subconsciously, everyone's eyes were focused on this place.

It feels like an angry murderer coming to you with a wild howl, a mouth full of sharp teeth that envelops you, and the tip of your nose seems to smell the pungent smell of blood.

Even if their intellect and eyes told them that it was their companion who was standing there, and all this was just an illusion brought by that set of armor, it was still inevitable that their hearts would beat in that moment.

"Wow, goosebumps are up." Gail muttered as he moved his finger outside the trigger ring, "Nirvana's almost didn't go off."

Anhill, who heard this not far away, looked at her speechlessly, not knowing what to complain about.

The pitch-black muscular armor squirmed slightly, squeezing the hunter wrapped in it.

Gordon had the illusion that he was being swallowed by an angry Tyrannosaurus and was being swallowed down his esophagus.

If you are an inexperienced novice, you may scream in panic and break your bones by the uncontrollable force.

But he had long been accustomed to the "urine" nature of this equipment, firmly holding on to his own reason, calmly enjoying the blessings of the power brought by [greed], and at the same time abandoning the influence of madness on his thinking.

Even, he planned to use that madness to a certain extent to maximize the effect of the beast soul possession.

If nothing else, this will be his "strongest sword" since becoming a hunter.

However, the unexpected happened

The Scaly Dragon didn't seem to be on the lookout for something, and didn't sleep deeply.

As soon as a dangerous aura almost identical to that of a living angry Tyrannosaurus erupted, it opened its eyes for the first time.

Roaring, supporting its body with its winged claws, the scaly dragon struggled to its feet.

"Tsk." Gordon was dumbfounded.

He had expected that the Scaly Dragon might be awakened by the [greed] that had completely liberated the restrictions, but he wanted to gamble that the latter would fall asleep after a fierce battle and a long day.

It's a pity that the bet didn't win.

The companions have already begun to attack.

But the scaly dragon stood up against their attack, and at this time, it was obviously too late to use the beast soul possession, and Gordon simply took the inscription sword directly and entered the charging posture.

Although without the blessing of the beast soul possession, the power of this sword cannot be called "the strongest", but the current situation is obviously not suitable for continuing to damage.

An attack that can be hit makes sense.

Striding forward, Gordon, with his sword, almost pressed against the scaly dragon's face.

The scaly dragon that had just stood up was about to let out a menacing roar, but its opponent was already in its mouth, and it subconsciously opened its mouth and bit back.

That's it!

Gordon stepped back half a step to avoid being taken directly into his mouth by the Scaly Dragon, and swung his great sword to meet the Scaly Dragon's short, powerful jaw.

The big sword was bounced open by the dragon's teeth, and the powerful force that was enough to crush the spine of ordinary people was transmitted back along the sword body and hilt, and Gordon, who had already tensed his muscles and was ready, used this power to instantly complete the accumulation.

What a slash!

Gordon roared and slashed the greatsword back, biting into the air, and the scaly dragon with a little slackening was slashed right on the side of the face by the sword.

The scales, flesh, and even bones were all broken in an instant, and the powerful force that could not be resolved slashed it to the ground and staggered, and it was about to fall.

With a quick retraction of her moves, Hayatta dodged to the side of the Scaly Dragon, stabbed the Scaly Dragon at the Scaly Dragon, which was leaning towards him, and then leaped up by inertia.

The qi blade condensed, dragging the golden blade with a dazzling red light and slashing down.

In the next second, on the fat neck of the exploding glands, a large canopy of blood splattered out, almost dyeing her clothes and armor red.

"Roar ——!" The scale-blaster's howl of pain tore through the night.

The instantaneous explosive power of a heavy sword is not comparable to long-range weapons such as ballistas.

The pain of these two swords in quick succession made the scaly dragon almost go berserk, but its survival instinct told it that if it fell at this time, the consequences could be very serious.

It supported its lower body with its wing claws, then flicked its long tail to strike back at the hunter.

The long tail, which is also covered with bursting glands and scales, is like a heavy sorghum, bloated and flaccid.

Such an attack would not pose any threat to the experienced hunters, but the scales that spread out with the flick of the tail had to be guarded against.

The scales fell to the ground, and immediately emitted a red-hot light from the inside out.

Fearful of the power of the scaly explosion, the swordsmen had to stop their attacks and retreat.

And the scaly dragon took the opportunity to flap its wings and prepared to take off.

"It's not too late this time, meow!" The pork chops that had already been arranged to stop the insect cage immediately stimulated a strong light.

The Scaly Dragon, which had just left the ground and was not very tall, was temporarily blinded by the flash, but its excellent flying ability and natural sense of balance prevented it from falling instantly.

Instead, at the last moment, he spread his wings flat, glided, and swooped down somewhere.

Looking at the scaly dragon that was covered in "bombs" and swooped in, Gail scolded and put away his weapon and ran wildly.

"Why me!"

(End of chapter)