Chapter 1414 This Is What I Am Best at, Meow!
A real power-up slash!
The golden-red fighting spirit burst out, and the giant sword of the inscription slashed at the scarred face of the Nergigante, adding a new hideous wound with blood and flesh turned outward.
The Nergigante, which was hit hard again, took a half step back.
Ted took the opportunity to cut in front of Gordon, set up the [Light-Breaking Gun Lance], put the muzzle in front of the Nergigante's face, and pulled the trigger.
"Dragon Strike Cannon!"
"Boom boom boom"
The explosion erupted, and the hot can popped out. The power of this directional explosion was far greater than that of ordinary barrel bombs.
Under the strong impact, the Nergigante howled and leaned back.
However, the extremely developed core muscle group that ordinary monsters could not match gave it extremely amazing toughness.
It did not lose its balance because of this. Instead, it took advantage of the momentum of leaning back and swung out a claw, slamming down on the large shield that was attacking from above.
The sharp claws slashed across the shield, sending out a streak of sparks. The terrifying force that could not be completely resolved pushed Ted back a big step, but he finally maintained his defensive posture and was not broken.
The Nergigante was about to launch a series of attacks to suppress it, but Ted smiled strangely and jumped sideways, giving up the frontal attack position.
Taking advantage of Ted's attack, Gordon, who had completed the preparations for the real power slash, slashed down with the big sword again.
The scales on the chest of the Nergigante were chopped off, and the segmented blade penetrated into it, tearing the hard and thick muscles like a saw.
The hot blood of the ancient dragon splashed, dyeing his armor red with a bloody smell.
But soon, the dragon blood seeped into the gaps in the armor and was absorbed by the [Mad Mark].
"Hiss--"
Amid the heavy breathing, two scarlet lights flashed behind the mask grille, as if a black breath was gushing and burning up.
In an instant, the Nergigante felt that the one standing in front of him was not a tiny human.
It was another stronger, more ferocious, black Nergigante.
(Artist: JR, a very favorite picture)
It subconsciously jumped back and cautiously kept a distance.
"Roar--"
In the dull roar, the Nergigante seemed to be observing and hesitating about something.
The hunters would not give it too much time to breathe, and rushed forward.
Facing the hunters who were about to approach, the Nergigante roared again.
The thick dragon wings covered with sharp thorns spread out, and while flapping vigorously, the limbs suddenly exerted force.
It leaped to a height of dozens of meters in the air, and then it flapped its wings and continued to climb, and soon disappeared in the clouds that burned like dusk.
Watching the figure of the Nergigante, after confirming that it had gone far away, Gordon put away his weapon and opened his visor.
"It ran away again."
"What? You still want to kill it directly?" Ted came over with his arms numbed by pain. "But this guy is indeed a trouble.
It's only been a few days? It's the third round. You've been targeted."
"Tsk, forget it for now. It's getting late. Let's collect all the bone spines and scales on the ground and go back to discuss with the professor and others to see what to do."
"Okay!"
When Gordon and the others returned to the Azure Star, it was completely dark.
It was agreed that they would return to the camp before sunset every day to avoid any accidents during the separate operations, and to facilitate timely discovery and rescue.
Gordon and Ted came back a little late today.
When the two landed on the deck, Hayata and the others were already discussing whether they should go to take a look.
"Sorry, we fought another round with the Nergigante and it took some time."
Gordon put the backpack behind him on the deck, and a pile of broken bone spines, scales, and some bloody gravel rolled out from it.
"You said that as if you just killed a giant bird." Julius came over with his hand on his forehead, "Have you all become accustomed to treating ancient dragons as ordinary monsters?"
Gordon and Ted looked at each other and shrugged.
"More or less."
"There are many ancient dragons in the New World."
"Don't be careless." The professor came over with a serious face, "Whether it is an ancient dragon or any other large monster, it is easy to get into trouble if you are careless.
Even if you are the strongest among hunters, there are also high-ranking hunters who were knocked away and trampled to death by the big wild boar king."
The two put away their relaxed expressions and nodded.
For any hunter, similar words must have been heard many times, but the truth is the truth.
People who underestimate the enemy will not live to this day.
The professor did not continue to nag, and glanced at the people on the deck, "Just right, everyone is here.
We have collected a lot of items containing the ancient dragon's breath. Next, we will focus on disrupting operations. Julius and his team have already achieved some results."
"Oh? Brother, what did you do?" Gordon looked at the expressionless silver-haired hunter curiously, "Tell me quickly, give us some ideas!"
He is good at frontal combat and tracking traces.
But when it comes to secretly making trouble and stirring up trouble, it seems that only Anxier among them can be considered capable.
Hmm. Maybe we should add Xianglan?
"Yeah."
Julius's calm face showed a hint of smile, "Actually, today's success is mainly due to Xianglan. I met it when I was lurking in the lava zone."
"Wait a minute."
Gordon looked at Xianglan, who was puffing out her chest and belly, "What's wrong with you? Why do I feel like you're just following others?"
"Nonsense, meow!" Xianglan waved her paw angrily, "I just went to the lava zone on a whim, meow!"
"Lack of persuasiveness meow." Zhucho looked at it with a slanted look, "No matter where you go, you shouldn't go to the lava zone meow."
"That makes sense, please explain!" Feng Ying stared at Xianglan with a sharp gaze.
Facing Gordon and the others' distrustful eyes, Xianglan became even more angry, "Meow! I think the Flame King Dragon and the Flame Queen Dragon can be manipulated meow!"
"Xianglan's thinking is correct, we actually thought of the same thing." Julius suddenly spoke up and explained for Xianglan.
Feng Ying looked at him in surprise.
Your two thoughts can actually match?
Julius continued, "The Flame Queen Dragon has a bad temper and is sensitive, which is very suitable for being exploited.
In the previous operation, I found that the Flame King Dragon likes to scratch itself in front of a protruding rock wall.
So the plan is to smear some body fluids on the rock, such as the mucus of the Mingbo Dragon collected by Aiden, so that it can be contaminated with the scent of other ancient dragons.
In this way, the Flame Queen Dragon may think that it has fought with other ancient dragons and become agitated."
". Is this 'fight' you are talking about in the literal sense?"
"?"
Everyone looked at Gordon.
"Well, it's nothing, you continue."
"There is a difficulty in this plan. The Flame King Dragon has a keen sense of smell. How to prevent it from discovering the smell on the rock wall in advance is a big problem.
Then I met Xianglan, who provided another more feasible plan."
"This guy? Actually?" Feng Ying looked at Xianglan in surprise.
Xianglan straightened her chest again, "I hung a retreat bomb on that rock wall meow, and rubbed some sulfur on it to cover the smell meow.
Later, the Flame King Dragon came over and scratched the retreat bomb when it was itchy meow, and the stuff inside was all over its mane meow."
Xianglan said, covering her nose.
Gordon twitched his mouth, he had already thought of what would happen next.
"The Flame King Dragon shook its head and ran back to the nest meow, and then it was beaten out by the Flame Queen Dragon meow, and now it is homeless and wandering outside meow.
Meow hehehe! So these are the things I have to do now meow? This is what I am best at meow!"