Bright blue dots of light fly out of the insect cage, creating a conspicuous path of light in the wind.

In the last two hundred meters, with each bit of progress, the power of the storm will increase.

The fine wind blades were like countless invisible blades, scraping against their armor with a soft "clang" sound.

The Black Flame King's suit's sharp armor blades and thorns cut through the airflow like a knife, protecting Gordon from the wind pressure.

The windshield around Hayata's neck and the windshield beads embedded in her equipment emitted a hazy shimmer, and the strong wind dissipated before it could get close to her.

The two well-prepared hunters were fine, but Alva was much more embarrassed, and he had to lower his body in the face of the strong wind.

The sharp air cut through his cheeks, and before the drops of blood could fall, they were carried away by the wind along with the raindrops.

When they could already see through the wind and rain and the shadows of the trees, and vaguely saw the silver figure standing in the glade, Alva could no longer hold on, and his body shook, and he was almost blown away.

It's time.

Alva half-crouched, holding the ground with his hands, and then shook out a heavy iron-black cloak from his bag and draped it around his body.

The cloak was made up of countless palm-sized metal blades, like a piece of iron armor, unloading the air as the turbulent air scraped across its surface, dispersing most of the wind.

It didn't allow Alva to come and go in this level of strong wind, but at least it helped him regain his basic mobility.

This is a special piece of equipment called "immovable clothing", a recent invention of the processing house, which is still in the experimental stage, and was somehow loaned out by Alva for use.

It is said to be like another outer layer of armor, and it is very useful to protect the user from various damage, including wind pressure.

The disadvantage is that it is not as strong as real armor.

Under the action of external forces, it will be damaged after too long, which is a common problem of all kinds of special clothing, and it is also the main reason why Alva has not taken it out until now.

At the same time, it is also heavy, which will affect the user's movement to a certain extent, and if this aspect can be improved, it will definitely be very popular with hunters in the future.

Seeing that Alva had regained his mobility, the three continued to move forward.

Gordon had a feeling that this wind, which could almost blow people away, was the test of the steel dragon for them.

Those who cannot pass the storm are not qualified to face it head-on.

Gordon quickened his pace slightly, and was the first to pass through the wall of wind and into the glade in the woods, with Hayatta and Alva close behind.

The howling of the wind in my ears suddenly weakened, and the wind also decreased a lot.

"Eye of the Storm." Gordon muttered to himself.

The wind is its lair.

It seemed as if beautiful creatures forged from refined steel crouched less than twenty meters in front of them, silently staring at the late-night visitors.

Gordon raised his head to meet the steel dragon's downward gaze.

As if sensing the hunters' bad intentions, the pressure peculiar to the ancient dragon species fell like a dark cloud when a rainstorm came.

Gordon took a deep breath and lifted the restrictions on his armor, and Hayatta came to his side, and the two stood side by side.

The aura that belonged to the hunters of the previous battles was mixed with the essence of the Black Flame King and the Purple Poison Queen, condensing into an aura that was not inferior to the steel dragon, and it burst out vigorously.

Alva, who was full of excitement, jumped to the position of the "referee" on the side, holding a sketchpad and quickly recording the scene in front of him.

No one cares what he's doing anyway.

The steel dragon slowly stood up and spread out the wings that were extraordinarily wide among the ancient dragons.

The storm that enveloped the forest, inviting dark clouds and torrential rain, suddenly lost the impetus of the magnetic field that was the source, gradually slowed down, and slowly dissipated.

At the same time, a more solid, and more powerful, corporeal white air stream emerged from between its horns and wings, and spread throughout its body in a matter of seconds, swirling between the silvery scales of its carapace.

Gordon's gaze narrowed, and he rested his palm on the hilt of his sword exposed behind his shoulder.

He knew very well that the storm that enveloped the forest had not actually dissipated, but under the control of the steel dragon, it had turned into an invisible wind armor, wrapping around his body, resisting the approach of all enemies and foreign objects.

The ancient dragon in front of him has entered a state of imminent battle.

Is this deterrence? Or is the steel dragon preparing to attack? Gordon couldn't be sure.

He didn't plan to immediately pull out his weapon and take the initiative to attack, because he didn't want to escalate the conflict immediately, but he also had no intention of withdrawing from the breath.

The purpose of their trip was not only to find out the true body of the Storm Ancient Dragon, but also to solve the continuous torrential rain in the western part of the Ancient Book Forest.

By releasing the breath, the steel dragon can feel a certain amount of pressure, so that it can take the initiative to retreat and leave this forest that does not belong to it, which is the most ideal result.

But that's wishful thinking.

No matter how strong a hunter is, it is impossible to force away the arrogant ancient dragon just by looking at each other, since both sides are unwilling to back down, there is a high probability that they will have a fight.

This is called "talking".

Otherwise, how else can you talk about it? Do the two sides play sign language with guesswork?

At the tense moment when the hunters confronted the steel dragon, the pork chop crept around behind Gordon and the two, and under the cover of their bodies, they laid a stop insect cage behind their heels.

Pandan is also like a worm, pouting her ass and crawling darkly.

Strange Dust and Hardened Dust are placed in the most accessible places, and if a fight breaks out, it will immediately spill them out, and then find an opportunity to dance, blow a motivational movement, or something.

It's the smallest of the party, and normally the monsters don't look at it.

Probably

"Roaring ——!"

The steel dragon suddenly raised its body and spread its wings.

"Ready!" Gordon let out a low sigh and tightened his right grip on the hilt of his sword.

Xianglan, who was lying on the ground, immediately jumped up, and two handfuls of dust spilled out.

At the same time, the steel dragon violently flapped its wings.

The fierce wind pressure that far exceeded that of the fire dragon and other large wyvern species swept in, as if it was about to blow them away in one go.

Gordon and Hayatta immediately lowered their bodies, stabilized their center of gravity, and withstood the wind pressure with the effect of equipment and talismans.

And the steel dragon also took advantage of this flapping of wings to rise into the air several meters high.

This action Gordon is too familiar to them, and the Black Flame King's favorite move is this trick when he is alive.

Without being reminded, Gordon and Hayatta immediately lunged to the sides, and just as they dodged, the steel dragon stretched out its sharp dragon claws covered in steel armor and tore at the position where they had stood a second ago.

The battle is on the verge of breaking out!

"You're welcome to do it first!" At the moment when the steel dragon grabbed the air, the pork chop inspired the stop insect cage.

The glittering wingworms in the cage erupted with a dazzling glare that flashed the sudden attack of the steel dragon.

The steel dragon was caught off guard, the magnetic field was disturbed, and the wind curtain that wrapped around its body turned into a disorderly turbulence, and it could no longer support its heavy steel body to levitate in the air, and fell to the ground.

"Meow~~!" Xianglan immediately played the motivational instrument.

Gordon and Hayatta, who flew to the ground, quickly got up, and immediately turned back to the struggling steel dragon head and shouldered their respective weapons.

After a short period of charging, Gordon pulled the mechanism, the dragon engine started at full power, and in the roar of the flame eruption, the [Red Wing] greatsword slashed down.

"Negotiations begin!"

Ps.

It stands to reason that the king of the five purple and one cat can't dodge, so don't be so strong here, to be honest, it's dragon wind pressure, and it's stuck in the air for a long time, if the flash bomb can't have an effect, the two swordsmen really can't fight

(End of chapter)