Chapter 1218 Storm and Meteorite (Home! Resuming Normal Updates!)

After a brief hesitation, Gordon gave up the frontal attack position.

As Hayata said, if she wanted to suppress a large monster in place, she would naturally not be as good as Gordon, but when it comes to flexible dodging and dealing with a monster.

She is really better at that.

As a heavy weapon, the flexibility of the greatsword can never be compared with that of the katana.

It is not common for Hayata to be the vanguard, restraining the monster, and acting as an attacker, but it is not uncommon.

Yinbian is a team that "focuses" on attacking.

Although there is no traditional heavy vanguard, in contrast, whether it is him, Hayata, or Fengying, they can all be competent for the work of offensive vanguard.

Even Ansir can.

"Roar!"

Behemoth's giant claws slapped down.

There was no so-called probing, and it was a full-strength attack right from the start.

The sharp blade was unsheathed, and Hayata cut forward with the Iai Slash, and with the inertia of the blade, he slid and staggered to avoid the attack.

Even though the scattered air blades only caused a little insignificant damage to Behemoth, she was still the winner of this confrontation.

After all, Behemoth's attack was completely in vain.

After successfully catching up, Hayata was about to turn around and seize the gap between Behemoth's attacks to launch a counterattack, but the latter's movements did not stop at all.

Before the cassock slash could fall, the latter's huge mouth had already bitten over.

If the opponent was a ceratosaurus or a dragon slash, she would choose to counterattack with a strong air blade slash, but facing the extremely strong Behemoth, she was not sure.

She forcibly twisted her movements, interrupted the cassock slash, and took advantage of the unfinished inertia to step back.

See cut.

"Crack!"

The huge mouth closed in front of her, and the sound of the fangs that were almost half her length colliding with each other made her hair stand on end.

At this time, Hayata really felt the pressure Gordon had put on her before.

Behemoth's attack was not so fast that they could not react, but its endurance and strength were too amazing. There was almost no interval between its movements, and any attack was enough to kill.

Looking at the cracked pits on the ground, it was clear that blocking and defense were not easy to use in front of it. How many attacks could a defender wearing super heavy armor withstand?

The same was true for the skills of precise defense. Eight or ten slashes of the Qi Blade were not painful for Behemoth, but it was hard to say how many bones he would break.

On the other side, Gordon paused while swinging his sword at Behemoth's left arm.

As if he was worried that Hayata would hesitate due to insecurity, he said, "Don't worry, its condition is not good either. In a war of attrition, it may not be able to wear us down."

In fact, both he and Hayata knew that these were just words of comfort.

Behemoth's size was close to that of a giant ancient dragon. It was too much of a stretch for a single team to hunt it.

But we always have to have hope. Words like "hope" and "confidence" seem illusory, but they can support a person's spirit.

Fighting with pessimism will make your mind dull.

Busy with the attack, Hayata did not reply, or rather, he had no time to reply.

Noticing the still solid and sharp red air blade on Hayata's sword, Gordon grinned self-deprecatingly.

He really thought too much. People who are prone to despair cannot practice the courage style.

The sword was slippery, and the attacks of the other three people continued.

Behemoth has thick skin and flesh, but it is by no means without pain. The damage caused by the hunters to it may not be considered a serious injury, but it cannot be ignored.

It roared and lowered its body, its limbs firmly grasped the ground, and its muscles were tense and ready.

Gordon, who was preparing for a new round of power-up slashes, immediately interrupted the attack and flew back. Maka, who was waving the insect stick in the air, also kicked Behemoth with one foot, flipped to the ground, and pulled away at full speed.

Only Hayata did not retreat, and even took the opportunity to rush forward and slashed at Behemoth's face several more times.

Gordon knew that Hayata must have her countermeasures and follow-up plans, but he still couldn't help but remind her loudly.

"Be careful!"

The moment he spoke, Behemoth suddenly moved.

The huge body, which was far larger than that of an ordinary large monster, rotated in place at an unreasonable speed, and the short and thick tail that was disproportionate to its entire body swept around like a chain hammer.

The power of this pull was so strong that Hayata could not block it. Any heavy-armored vanguard would be smashed away with the shield.

But she naturally would not try to block such an attack. While Behemoth rotated his body, she immediately opened a distance with a cut.

The giant tail that turned into an afterimage swept past her, and the stirred airflow even formed a fierce wind pressure that made it impossible to open her eyes.

Knowing that a powerful attack was coming, instead of retreating in advance, dodging in such a thrilling way that could cost one's life with a slight mistake, did not seem like a smart choice.

Generally, only reckless young people who were looking for excitement and had not suffered enough would do this.

For example, she was easily carried away in battle ten years ago.

Now she would not mess around for such a reason. How could the thrill of brushing shoulders with danger compare to the expectation of going home and reuniting with her daughter?

The only reason she took the risk was because it was necessary.

Why did Behemoth use this move to force them back? It was very likely to pave the way for subsequent attacks.

Retreating early and keeping a distance is naturally safer, but it also gives Behemoth enough time and space to prepare a more powerful attack.

Gordon and the others knew this, but the greatsword was not flexible enough and the insect stick was not explosive enough, so they could only follow the opponent's wishes.

But the sword was different. Although it was a bit risky, only Hayata was most likely to take the initiative at this time.

Sure enough, after forcing the hunter back from his side with a spinning tail flick, Behemoth's body was once again filled with that blue-green light.

Several tornadoes were forming quickly.

Xianglan and Babaka, who had been prepared for a long time, immediately threw flash bombs.

But this time, the storm was larger in scale and more in number. Before the flash bombs could fly close, they were blown away by the whirlwind and had no effect.

The strong wind was about to form a solid wind column, and the afterimage of the cold light took the lead in passing through the wind column that had not yet been fully formed.

The red arc cut through the storm.

Hayata's figure appeared beside the monster that summoned the storm, sheathing the sword.

Then, a narrow sword mark that almost crossed Behemoth's chest appeared, and blood and sword energy burst out like cherry blossoms.

Cherry Blossom Air Blade Slash.

Behemoth, who was summoning the storm with all his strength, was suddenly hit hard, and leaned back and let out a long howl of pain.

The ether energy wrapped around him disappeared, and the storm that was about to take shape also collapsed.

"Cool!" Maka cheered and rushed forward with the insect stick.

Gordon also laughed and launched a strong attack again.

Just when the hunters thought that the crisis was temporarily resolved, at least for a short period of time, they could suppress Behemoth.

Behemoth raised his chest and neck again, and let out a roar that shook the world.

Unlike the previous scarlet flames, it burned from around him.

In the originally clear night sky of the Dragon Crystal Land, dark clouds emitting ominous red light were gathering.

A meteorite from another world passed through the dark clouds and crashed down towards the hunters.