Chapter 1012: Trap Arrangement

The giant mouth spewed miasma and pungent stench.

The rotten and hollow lower jaw, the tongue with sharp teeth, and the dark yellow fangs stained with poison, let alone being bitten, even if just rubbed, I am afraid that I will die miserably from the plague.

However, Gordon did not feel nervous.

In the previous fight, he had fully understood the muscle strength of this monster.

By the standards of ordinary large monsters, it is certainly not weak, but compared with the ancient dragons they had fought before.

It can only be said to be the bottom.

For the Corpse Hazak, miasma can almost be said to be its only reliable weapon, and as for those dry muscles, they can only barely maintain the degree of movement of the body.

Its every move can even be called "sluggish".

Not to mention compared with the strong ancient dragons such as the Tenkai Dragon, the (limb) attacks of many large flying dragons are more threatening than it.

It took a smooth posture to meet the enemy, and with precise defensive skills, it swung the sword to resist the attack.

Then, the real power slash was completed in an instant, and it chopped back without reservation. This heavy sword almost knocked the head of the Hazak dragon to the ground.

As the blade came into contact with the Hazak dragon's body, strands of miasma wrapped around the sword body and hilt.

But under the protection of the miasma-resistant stone, they dissipated before they could invade the hunter's body.

Is the Hazak dragon easy to deal with?

To be honest, not at all. (?)

The reason why I was able to suppress it alone was all thanks to this miasma-resistant stone in the world.

Why is the Hazak dragon's body not strong? Because after millions of years of evolution, strong muscles are no longer necessary for it.

It doesn't need to rely on claws to tear the flesh of its prey and bite off their throats. It only needs a light touch, and everything is over.

Even without touching, any creature that dares to approach it will be infected by the miasma surrounding it. In a very short time, their internal organs will be eroded and their lives will come to an end.

If he took off the stone at this time, he would also weaken rapidly in just a few minutes and fall into a desperate situation.

He did not dare to let his companions, especially the swordsman Hayata, fight the Hazak head-on for this reason.

Fighting alone is easier.

Be cautious, give him enough time, and he is even sure to kill the Hazak alone.

Of course, he will not do this unless it is absolutely necessary.

There is a close connection between the ecological environment of the Miasma Valley and the Hazak, 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 Hazak, but no one can guarantee how much impact it will cause in the future.

Seeing that the Hazak was shaken by the sword, Gordon immediately put away the sword and turned around and ran.

The Hazak, which suffered losses continuously, naturally refused to let the hunter go so easily. According to its usual habit, it had already spit out a breath of miasma at this time.

But now, with a high IQ, it has realized that the miasma has no effect on the creature in front of it, and the breath is just a waste of effort.

So it folded its wings, moved its limbs and started chasing.

The speed of the corpse dragon is not very fast, but its size is there after all, and it is not so easy for the hunter to get rid of it by running.

Gordon drank a bottle of strong walking medicine, trying to use the terrain to delay the pursuer's pace.

After all, the latter is slow and not flexible.

There are not many objects that can be called obstacles in the underground cave, but there are quite a few acid pools that emit bright blue light.

But when he saw the corpse dragon wading through the acid pool without any care, he knew that the strong acid had no effect on this guy.

Seeing that the corpse dragon was getting closer and closer, Gordon stopped and turned around, carrying the big sword.

Since there is no other way, let's cut a few more times!

At the same time, in a cave hundreds of meters away from here.

Ansir and others stopped.

"It's right here!" Ajian pointed to the top of the cave, "Can you take a look?"

An Xier squinted at the stalactites on the top of the cave.

Most of them were only one meter long, or even shorter. Even if such stalactites fell down, it would be difficult to cause effective damage to the ancient dragon corpse dragon.

The only exception was a giant stalactite that was four or five meters long and nearly two hundred centimeters in diameter at the root.

If this thing fell down, it would be much more powerful than the fossil of the tusk of the snake dragon before.

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

"This one is definitely big enough." Ansir looked at her, "But a few armor-piercing grenades can't blow it down."

"Don't you have a supernova?"

"That would blow up the whole stalactite, and it would lose its meaning as a trap."

"Then drill the holes first!"

"That's a way, let me see."

Ansir was still staring at the stalactite and thinking, while Gale had already inserted a magazine of penetrating bullets into the Thorn Crown Light Crossbow and fired a few shots at the base of the giant stalactite.

Stalactites are hard and brittle, so penetrating bullets naturally can't penetrate as deep as they can penetrate the monster's flesh, but only blasted several bowl-sized craters at the base of the stalactite.

Amid the fine "click" sound, several cracks appeared between the craters.

"Hey!" Ansir tried to stop him.

But Gale ignored him, quickly replaced the magazine, and continued to fire until the second magazine was empty.

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

Ansir stared at the stalactite, fearing that it would fall down directly, wasting the best trap materials.

Then he would strangle Gale to death.

Fortunately, the expansion of the crack finally stopped.

Two full magazines, sixteen level 3 penetrating bullets bombarded at close range, and the originally solid stalactite was already shaky.

"Stable!" Gale put away the light crossbow with satisfaction, admiring his masterpiece, "Two more armor-piercing grenades, nailed to the largest crack, it will definitely fall."

"Do you have any misunderstanding about the verb 'drilling a blast hole'?!" Ansir cursed angrily: "Do you think we have many opportunities to try and error like this? What if it explodes and falls?!"

"Just tell me whether it succeeded or not!" Gale put his hands on his hips.

Ansir was choked. He was 100% sure that Gale had not seriously calculated before taking action.

Just like the sniper style of the two, he would carefully calculate the trajectory, distance, predict the monster's actions, and even consider temperature and humidity to ensure the crossbow bullets hit accurately.

And Gale is an "intuitive person" who would say "It's almost this position" and "I think this can work", and then pull the trigger.

What made him most unsure whether to be happy or upset was that she really succeeded.

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

By the way, his original plan was to use the catapult hook to climb to the top of the cave, use a stripping knife to chisel several holes at the root of the stalactite, and then fill it with armor-piercing grenades and wait for detonation.

Just like what Pork Chop usually does.

If the three of them work together, it will take about a quarter of an hour.

Regardless of the risks, judging from the results alone, this time it is indeed Gale's complete victory.

When he thought of this, Anshil's face became even darker.

Gale smiled and pushed Anshil's shoulder away, "Don't think too much, you will go bald."