Chapter 431: Holding a Grudge Like This?

The rain was getting heavier.

The terrain of Lingfeng Mountain Range was rugged and uneven. Even experienced hunters had to slow down their pace when walking at night in such a climate.

Alva was even worse.

Fortunately, he was not fully armed like the hunters. The only "weight" he had was the professor behind him. But even so, he still slipped several times, making him and the professor covered in mud.

Gordon, who was walking in front of the team and clearing the way, stretched out his fist and made a gesture. Everyone slowed down and leaned against a stone wall for a short rest.

"We are getting farther and farther away from the ruins." In the wind and rain, Gordon had to raise his voice slightly, "Look at the rain, the Lanlong is probably very active, it may appear at any time, everyone be alert.

We are about to leave the stone forest area with dense cliffs. Without shelter, the Lanlong can easily find us from the air, we must pass as soon as possible!

Hayata, it's your turn to open the way, I'll cover the rear, Ansir will help Alva and the others, Alva, drink the walking medicine directly, it's time to run wildly!"

"Understood!"

"Got it."

Everyone quickly changed positions, and Alva also drank the walking medicine.

"Pork chop! Xianglan! Always pay attention to the sky, let's start sprinting and pass the open area as quickly as possible!"

Hayata adjusted his equipment, exhaled lightly and started to run faster.

Opening a road in this mountainous area where the vegetation is not lush but the terrain is very complex is different from that in the dense forest.

Although it does not require a lot of physical strength to clear branches and vines, it requires the opener to concentrate on finding a relatively convenient route for the team.

Especially in the current situation where speed needs to be increased as much as possible, the physical and energy consumption of the pioneer will be very large.

The reason why Gordon transferred this burden to Hayata was, on the one hand, because the latter was more flexible and faster than him.

On the other hand, he also hoped to retain more physical strength to deal with possible battles.

In the wind and rain, the hunters' team ran wildly.

The heavy rain covered everything like a curtain, and the visibility was very low. Gordon kept looking back and looking at the sky behind him.

Except for the blurred black sky and the huge cyclone that almost covered most of the sky, nothing could be seen.

"This is a good thing." Gordon kept telling himself, "No discovery is the best situation."

"Meow--!"

The pork chop beside Gordon suddenly screamed, "It's coming meow! Meow at seven o'clock!"

Gordon's heart beat twice, and he quickly looked back. In the extremely low black rain cloud, a blurred white shadow rolled through.

"Hide!" Gordon reminded the whole team loudly.

"Hide!" Ansir, who was in the middle of the team, repeated Gordon's instructions to prevent Hayata, who was running fast at the front of the team, from hearing them due to the sound of the wind.

Everyone stopped immediately and dispersed.

Looking down from the air, a moving target is very easy to be discovered, while a stationary target is relatively easy to be ignored.

There was no shelter around, so everyone could only rely on their own camouflage and lie down to hide.

Fortunately, everyone was prepared before the trip. Gordon and Hayata had camouflage cloaks made of canvas, and Ansir's Swift Dragon armor had a nightgown effect.

Elu and the others went underground, and Alva and the professor's clothes were also camouflaged with soil, charcoal ash, and plant branches and leaves to avoid direct exposure.

Everyone held their breath and did not move.

No one knew whether the camouflage alone could deceive the Lanlong's sight in an open area without the cover of trees and terrain.

At this time, all they could do was pray.

"Woo--."

The clear chirping sounded above the hunters' heads.

Gordon relaxed a little. The sound was still far away. Lanlong should still be tumbling at the height of the clouds and had not lowered its altitude. The probability that they had been discovered was not high.

I hope it can just fly over.

In a small cave not far from Gordon, Pig Chop was looking up at the sky.

"It's rising, meow." Pig Chop reported the situation in a low voice, "It disappeared in the clouds, meow."

Gordon continued to lie there like a stone, "Don't move in a hurry, keep waiting, wait for it to fly away."

"It appears again, meow! It starts to dive, meow!" Pig Chop's voice suddenly became sharp, "It seems to have discovered us, meow!"

The whistling and chirping of the wind above his head were getting closer and closer. Gordon couldn't figure out what went wrong.

Is Lanlong's vision really that sharp? At a high altitude close to the clouds, and on such a dark rainy night, it can detect them in camouflage?

"Woo--!"

"It's preparing to breathe, meow!" Pig Chop screamed.

"Get out of the way!" Gordon jumped up with a roar and rolled sideways.

It was difficult to predict the location of the breath of the Lanlong from above. How to dodge at this time, whether you can dodge or not, can only be left to fate.

The silver-white torrent swept past the place where Gordon had just crouched.

The ground exploded instantly. The hard granite was as fragile as mud in front of the breath, and a deep ditch several meters deep was plowed in an instant.

The flying stones hurt Gordon through his protective gear. If they hit him directly, he might even break his bones.

Gordon got up in shock and looked at the deep ditch. He was stunned for a moment.

He was not surprised by the power of the Lanlong's breath, but by the angle of the breath bombardment.

He thought the breath would sweep through their team, and was worried that one of his companions would be hit.

As a result, the breath first landed at the place where he was lying, and then extended dozens of meters in the direction of the empty back of the team.

It seemed that it didn't care about the other people in the team at all. The only target it attacked was itself?

Gordon couldn't help but look up at the huge, mysterious and gorgeous white shadow flying in the air in front of him.

The pair of pupils flashing with silver-white light were locking onto him tightly, just like the eye contact on the airship several years ago.

Could this guy still be upset about his provocation of "I will challenge you one day"?

Not really, right? !

The Lanlong hovering in the air slightly tilted its neck back, and the light of the breath gathered in its mouth again.

Gordon suddenly turned around and ran in the direction he came from, while turning back and shouting: "Hayata! Ansir! You keep evacuating!

Its target is me! I will use the ruins to get rid of it, retreat quickly!"

"Meow!"

Pork Chop jumped out of the hole and threw a flash bomb at the Lanlong that was about to spit out its breath.

It actually didn't think that this flash bomb would work at all, but just hoped to attract Lanlong's attention.

What no one expected was that the strong light of the flash bomb actually interrupted Lanlong's breath, but it did not fall because of this, but let out a long angry howl.

The white thorny fins were stained with a layer of dark cloud-like color, and purple-red spots appeared on its body. Lanlong quickly circled and danced.

"Cry--!"

As it moved, a tornado was quickly formed with it as the center.

"Anger, so that's why. Is the color change really due to emotion?" The professor lying behind Alva muttered to himself at an inopportune moment. "It will be affected by the flash bomb. This is important information. Can the storm be triggered so quickly? Can it really be explained by 'steam'?"

"Senior Gordon!"

"Gordon!"

Hayata and Ansel subconsciously wanted to catch up, but were blocked by the tornado caused by Lanlong.