Chapter 1223 Ancient Dragon's Dance

"Flame King Dragon?!"

Gordon pulled up the big sword from the ground, frowning.

He couldn't understand why the Flame King Dragon suddenly appeared and saved their lives.

The other people had similar expressions. The battle was at a critical moment, the situation took a sharp turn for the worse, and then they escaped from death.

At this time, their emotions were not so much excitement as they were still a little unresponsive.

Maca drank a bottle of recovery medicine with a strange look, "This is really the first time I've been saved by an ancient dragon."

"It's not appropriate to say that I was saved. It's likely that it just came to cause trouble for Behemoth." Ansel quickly replaced the new magazine for the crossbow, "Don't forget the scars on Behemoth's body and the traces on the way here."

"That's right."

"What should we do next? If we want to retreat, now is the best time." Ansel, who had changed the magazine, looked at Gordon.

Gordon looked at the two giant beasts biting each other, "Don't worry, this may be our chance."

"You really would say that." Ansel snorted and pulled the bolt to load the gun.

"Hurry up and adjust your state, be ready to attack at any time." Maybe because he was too well prepared when he decided to sacrifice himself, Gordon felt that he was too calm now.

Not to mention fear, even the tension that should be felt when facing two ancient dragon-level creatures disappeared, which was not a good thing.

Hayata on the side stared at him, took out the whetstone and started sharpening the knife.

That look and the "clang clang" sound when sharpening the knife made his scalp numb.

Gordon laughed dryly, okay, there are still some emotions.

"Roar!!" The deafening roar interrupted Gordon's inappropriate thoughts.

Behemoth, who was knocked down by the swooping Flame King Dragon and bitten on the ground, found the right opportunity to turn over.

In terms of size and muscle strength alone, the Flame King Dragon is only half the length of Behemoth, and its weight is probably less than one-tenth of the latter.

Let alone being evenly matched, the two are not at the same level at all.

The Flame King Dragon, which was violently thrown away by Behemoth, took the opportunity to rise into the air, avoiding the dilemma of being caught by the former's claws and completely suppressed by his strong body.

Behemoth, who had no wings and could not fly, stared at the Flame King Dragon hovering in the air.

The muscles of its limbs began to tighten, and with a roar, it suddenly jumped up and pounced into the air.

However, this Flame King Dragon was obviously not the first time to fight with Behemoth. At the moment Behemoth took off, it vibrated its wings vigorously and rushed into the sky higher.

Behemoth grabbed nothing, and under the pull of gravity, its huge body like a mountain inevitably fell back to the ground.

The two sides confronted each other in the air for several seconds.

The blue-green energy glow rose from Behemoth's chest and eyes, and spread to his whole body in the blink of an eye.

A whirlwind, driven by ether energy, quickly took shape, and in a very short time, formed a tornado column nearly 100 meters high.

The Flame King Dragon hovering in the air was affected by the wind column, and its flying posture became unstable.

Behemoth's eyes, surging with blue light, kept staring at it, while supporting itself with its limbs, looking for an opportunity.

At the moment when the Flame King Dragon was pulled by the tornado column and had to lower its altitude a little, Behemoth once again crushed the ground and leaped into the air.

Due to the interference of the strong wind and airflow, the Flame King Dragon had no time to adjust its flying posture, and was about to be torn by Behemoth's wings and dragged back to the ground.

A blurry air mass that was difficult to see with the naked eye came.

The wind bomb condensed by ultra-high pressure air hit Behemoth's side fiercely, and once again knocked it back to the ground.

Every line of sight fell on the silver figure that suddenly descended.

"Steel Dragon." Gordon pulled the corner of his mouth, the situation was completely out of control.

Two ancient dragons, plus a terrifying beast that was more powerful and more dangerous than most ancient dragon species gathered together.

This was also the first time he had seen this scene.

The steel dragon hovering in the sky let out long roars.

It flapped its wings faster, and the raging tornado column suddenly changed direction, becoming more and more intense, and enveloped the roaring Behemoth.

Looking down at Behemoth trapped by the huge wind column, the Flame King Dragon roared and flapped its wings.

Countless flaming scales fell, fluttering with the fierce airflow, and were finally swept into the whirlwind.

A flaming tornado that reached the sky was formed.

Through the barrier of the flaming tornado, the huge figure of Behemoth struggling and roaring could be vaguely seen.

"Roar--!"

As if to join in the fun, another blue giant came through the wind.

It was a Flame Queen Dragon.

Compared to the Flame King Dragon and the Steel Dragon that appeared earlier, its condition was not good. Several huge claw marks on its body were still bleeding, its tail was broken, and the crown-like curved horn on its head also had signs of breaking.

There seemed to be no need to guess who the culprit was.

Unlike the dark blue scales of the Flame King Dragon, which flew down and were swept into the tornado column together with the orange-red scales, the flame tornado grew stronger under the continuous urging of the three ancient dragons.

The hunters, who had long noticed something was wrong, fled madly into the distance.

The two-color flame tornado behind them was a rare and strange sight that had only been seen for tens of millions of years, but no one had the heart to appreciate this deadly beauty.

During the escape, the group encountered a passage leading to an underground cave, and they went in without thinking.

I don't know how long it took, maybe tens of seconds? Or maybe a few minutes.

As the two-color fire tornado that illuminated the night flickered and disappeared, the roar that shook the world was accompanied by a shock wave, leveling the nearby mountain peaks and sweeping across the Dragon Crystal Land.

After hiding in the underground cave for a long time, the hunters quietly returned to the surface after the movement of the ancient dragons completely dissipated.

Arriving at the mountain clearing where the battle broke out before.

The ancient dragons have left.

The area where the previous battle was fought also disappeared, replaced by a huge molten pit tens of meters deep, with the ground severely vitrified.

At the bottom of the pit is the charred body of Behemoth.

"This guy must be dead, right?" Maka stretched her neck and looked around, muttering in a low voice.

Gordon shrugged, "I don't know. When the temperature in the pit drops a little, we will go down and have a look. We must confirm Behemoth's death."

"And my gun! And the materials! Although most of them are burnt, but from such a big body, you can peel off some useful things, right?"

"Kabababa!!"

The hunters waited at the edge of the pit until dawn. When the glazed ground in the pit was no longer red and hot, they carefully slid into it.

After inspection, they found that Behemoth's body looked charred, but in fact the burns were not serious and he probably was not burned to death.

This made the hunters' hearts tighten. They grabbed their weapons and came to Behemoth's head.

The pork chop got into Behemoth's nostril, and after checking for a long time, he exited and said: "There is no breathing, and there is no pulse, meow, he must be completely dead, meow."

The burns in the respiratory tract were severe, and he may have died from lack of oxygen and inhalation of a large amount of ultra-high temperature gas. Of course, there was also the final explosion, which was enough to shatter the brain and internal organs of any living thing. "

When the hunters heard this, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Just die completely. Just die completely.

If it weren't for the three ancient dragons joining forces, they wouldn't know how to kill this thing completely.

Maca, relieved, happily ran behind Behemoth.

The mysterious spear is still stuck somewhere, but compared to its initial cold light and shimmering appearance, there are obvious signs of damage and melting on the tip of the gun body.

Maka felt so distressed that she couldn't help herself.

She had an intuition that it was impossible to repair this spear to perfect condition with the current level of forging by humans.

That was a spear that could pierce the skull of Behemoth. Even Gordon's purple-flavored inscription sword couldn't cut in.

After calling others to help, she finally pulled out the spear from the back of Behemoth's head. She held it in her hands and danced around. Maka couldn't help but sigh:

"It feels great in the hand. It's light and sharp. Even if it's damaged, the balance is still top-notch."

At this moment, an illusory creature composed of pure light that looked like a dragon and had the characteristics of some kind of insect emerged from the inside of the spear and wrapped around Maka's right wrist.

"Acridine? Doesn't this thing even come with hunting insects?!"

Ps.

This core-piercing gun is not made of Behemoth materials, but a dragonrider weapon that traveled through time with Behemoth. Considering the world background of ff14 High Demon, it may be a bit supermodel to use Monster Hunter, cut it One knife first.

As for the Dragon Soul Insect, is there any mention in the game where this thing comes from? I forgot all about it - I just remember that it was given to me by Sister Bei after I chopped it off.

Anyway, only the insect stick cub can be used, so just treat it as the weapon that comes with it.