Chapter 1107 Weird Rhythm
The counterattack axe landed right on the nose of the Hazrat.
Although it was covered with rotten flesh and spore mold, making it look like a highly rotten corpse, this was just an appearance. The Hazrat was different from the monsters that were affected by its miasma and turned into zombies.
It was a living creature in the full sense, so it naturally did not have the characteristics of zombies that ignored pain and harm.
The scorching axe blade cut through its dry scalp, and the strange feeling transmitted back along the axe handle made Feng Ying's hair stand on end.
Under the scales of most monsters, there is relatively soft flesh and blood, and then harder bones.
But the Hazrat was different. The axe blade first smashed the rotten flesh wrapped around the surface of the Hazrat, as well as the mold and spore sacs growing on the rotten flesh.
The sticky feeling with a sticky sound was disgusting, and under this attachment was the skin layer that was close to the skull.
There was almost no flesh and blood on the head of the Corpse Hazard, just like a dry skeleton wrapped in rotten skin.
However, although the monster in front of him was disgusting, the meat was still very good.
Feng Ying felt that she had chopped off the heads of many kinds of ancient dragons, and this guy was definitely the most fragile one.
"giuyaa——!" The Corpse Hazard screamed in pain.
The severe pain and impact that it rarely had the opportunity to taste made it unable to stop leaning back.
Feng Ying saw this and did not greedily use the sword, but immediately disassembled the sword and shield, set up a large shield and was fully alert.
Ordinary monsters are fine, but those powerful and high-risk monsters, as well as various ancient dragons, often have extremely strong resilience.
Especially in the early stages of the battle when there is sufficient physical strength and good physical condition.
Take the Nergigante that I fought not long ago as an example. Even if I forced it to reveal a flaw through a strong attack, I must not be careless.
The so-called "flaw" may not be an opportunity at all. If I attack rashly, there is a high probability of being hit by a fierce counterattack.
Do you think I, Feng Ying, am a novice? I won't be fooled!
Feng Ying was ready to release the silk and perform a fully charged defense.
Take your counterattack head-on, and then charge and release the super solution to chop back again!
She planned well, but she watched the corpse dragon stagger back two steps, shaking its head to catch its breath, and then it stood firm again, staring at herself who was maintaining a defensive posture with vigilance.
Feng Ying: "."
You are more bad than I expected.
Feng Ying released her defensive posture and rushed forward to approach again, but just when she was about to reach the corpse dragon.
The corpse dragon suddenly spread its wings and retreated ten meters. From a conventional perspective, this is a very common retreat action.
But in the next moment, the corpse dragon, with its body crouched, burst out at a high speed that was inconsistent with its usual behavior, and rushed forward.
Even in the process of charging, Feng Ying, who had not completely put down her shield, stopped immediately and released the silk to enter a fully charged defense.
It was too late to slide and roll to dodge such a fast short-distance dragon car, and the only way to deal with it was to bear it head-on.
"Bang!"
The huge force hit, and the silk threads that were pierced into the ground were broken.
Under this collision, Feng Ying's defensive posture was almost broken, and she was almost thrown out by the corpse dragon.
Thanks to the thick and heavy defense team armor to stabilize the center of gravity, she barely blocked the dragon car this time, but she still couldn't stop sliding back several meters, and she was completely unable to launch a counterattack immediately.
"What kind of power is this?!"
Feng Ying cursed inwardly with numb arms and stuffy chest.
To be honest, it is not surprising that an ancient dragon has this level of attack power, but the problem is that the corpse dragon has always given people the impression of being slow and weak, with physical strength not worth mentioning, and all its strength is in controlling the miasma.
Master Gordon did evaluate it this way.
But this sudden burst of power almost made me flip over. This feeling is like seeing an old man with arthritis who can't even walk steadily, and he knocks you to the ground with a heavy punch.
"Sure enough, the ancient dragon species is the ancient dragon species." Feng Ying exhaled slowly, and put away the contempt that had arisen in her heart for a few seconds.
She decided to change tactics.
This corpse dragon felt a bit "nervous". Sometimes it retreated repeatedly after being hit by an axe and almost fell down. Sometimes it was a fast-paced rushing dragon car, almost making me fall.
It was very disadvantageous to confront such an opponent head-on. Many experiences in dealing with ordinary monsters were not useful on it.
Guerrilla tactics might be more appropriate.
Feng Ying inserted the sword into the shield again, and the energy accumulated in the bottle when fully charging the defense was completely introduced into the shield, completely opening the red shield, and then activated the mechanism and turned on the high-pressure backfill device (electric saw).
The corpse dragon bit again.
Feng Ying, who had activated the high-pressure backfill slash, was not able to disassemble the weapon. She used the shield to block the attack and threw out the Kinsect at the moment when the fangs were about to touch her. She pulled the silk to gain leverage and jumped into the air three or four meters high.
The Hazak Dragon, which had bitten the empty one, had not reacted yet, and Feng Ying had already swung the high-speed rotating giant axe and chopped it down.
"Zi——!"
Amid the sharp sound of mechanical high-speed friction, the shield axe slashed at the largest spore capsule on the top of the Hazak Dragon.
Unlike the powerful power of various attribute release slashes, the shield axe in the high-pressure backfill state emphasizes continuous destruction.
The high-speed rotating axe blade is like a hacksaw that pulls back and forth, repeatedly sawing those spore capsules and hyphae that are not strong to begin with.
The miasmatic spore mist and fragments of mycelium scattered in all directions, and in the blink of an eye, a large piece of the vesicle-like substance covering the entire head of the Corpse Dragon was torn apart.
The Corpse Dragon roared and shook its head. Feng Ying, who had jumped to the ground, strode forward and struck with another blow and a vertical slash.
The destructive power of the shield ax in the high-pressure backfill state is amazing. She does not need to exert much force at all. As long as the high-speed rotating ax blade touches the monster, it can continue to cause damage.
At the same time, she maintained a high degree of concentration, carefully observing every movement and change of the corpse dragon's limbs.
Seeing the corpse dragon's body pressing down slightly, she immediately threw out the flying insect and flew several meters to the side.
The corpse dragon that tried to bite its opponent failed.
"Drink!"
Feng Ying, who successfully dodged, staggered her steps, turned around, and swung the round ax with a powerful horizontal slash, hitting the side of the corpse dragon's face.
"Zizzi——!"
Another large piece of vesicle was torn into pieces and flew away, revealing the terrifying pupils of the corpse dragon covered under the spores.
Its eye sockets were dark and deep, like a rotten and empty black hole. Only the faint yellow light shining in it proved that its eyes still existed.
Adjusting her position according to the inertia of swinging the giant ax, Feng Ying struck again with a diagonal slash.
Perhaps because the obstruction of the sporangium was removed and part of its vision restored, the sarcopterygium's reaction was slightly faster than before.
It retracted its snake-like head and neck, moved its limbs, and moved back.
At the same time, the huge spore sac located on its chest expanded and contracted violently, and the next second, blue-gray smoke composed of thick spore mist and miasma spewed out from its mouth.
It shook its head from side to side and breathed out, while constantly retreating.
The rapidly spreading spores and miasma completely enveloped the hunter.
Ps. That’s it for today orz. I’ll celebrate my dad’s birthday tonight.
I've seen it happen more than once before jumping back onto a dragon carriage. It's inconspicuous but its power is a bit scary. This move is okay in the Miasma Valley, but it's really annoying in the Ancient Tree Forest. There's no place to hide in the narrow terrain.