Chapter 789: Rising Flares

For four days and three nights, Gordon Pork Chop fought and entangled with the male fire dragon named "Black Flame King" all the way.

The Black Flame King seemed to always have a game mentality, and would even take the initiative to interrupt the battle and fly away to rest and eat.

Gordon and his team tried to take this opportunity to withdraw, but the Black Flame King always accurately dropped from the sky a few hours later and blocked them.

They tried to track the Black Flame King in reverse, wanting to take advantage of the Black Flame King's rest and severely injure it with a sleep slash.

But the Black Flame King's vigilance was much higher than they thought. Before they could get close, it woke up and the sneak attack failed.

They also tried to hide in caves and canyons.

However, the Black Flame King used the amazingly hot dragon flame breath and the red lotus fireball with an explosion radius of more than 20 meters to teach them a lesson.

- If you dare to hide in the bottom of the cave, you will be roasted by the dragon flame.

Even the hunter camp is not safe.

The hunter camp in the Ruins Plains is backed by a rocky mountain, where streams and waterfalls flow down, forming a pool of water.

The front is a gentle slope covered with ancient architectural ruins, which act like walls or obstacles to keep monsters out.

But the biggest problem with this camp is that it is open-air.

The day before yesterday, Gordon and his team finally returned to the camp. They had just finished replenishing supplies and had no time to catch their breath when the Black Flame King's red lotus fireball fell from the sky and blew up the entire camp. (?)

If they hadn't jumped into the pool in the camp to hide, they would have ended up like the storage box that turned into a pile of charred wood chips.

There was not even a relatively safe place in the entire Ruins Plains.

In the end, Gordon and his team learned their lesson. As long as the Black Flame King left during the battle, they would immediately rest and eat, then lie down and sleep, take turns to stand guard, and wait for the Black Flame King to come back for the next battle.

It was with such fragmented rest and sleep that they were able to survive until now.

Gordon, covered in soot and burn marks, and carrying a equally dusty pork chop, crossed the stone gorge and entered a wide forest terrace. (Zone 4)

They had never seen such terrain and scenery before.

On one side were blue-gray stone peaks dotted with waterfalls and flowing water. The cloudless blue sky was like a curtain, covering everything in this cold color.

The river valley in the center of the terrace was used as a division.

On the other side were the opposite warm colors, huge red maples that blocked out the sun, ancient dark red ruins of brick walls, and the ground covered with bright red fallen leaves.

The cold and warm tones were so distinct that it even made people wonder if this was a landscape deliberately arranged by someone.

Unfortunately, Gordon at this time did not appreciate the mood of this unique beauty.

The figure of the Black Flame King appeared again at the edge of the blue sky like a stain.

Gordon held the food in his mouth, looked at the sky, and quickly filled the water bag by the stream. He scooped up a few handfuls of stream water to wash down the dry food in his mouth.

He wiped his mouth fiercely, "Get ready for the battle. Damn it. If we weren't worried about the unknown location of the 'Purple Poison Princess', we would have chopped it long ago!"

"Cut it, meow!"

Pork Chop also nibbled a few bites of the dried fish fiercely, and then stuffed the remaining half of the dried fish that he couldn't eat into his backpack.

"But it doesn't seem to be that easy, meow. The two base flash bombs are almost used up and I haven't flashed it down a few times, meow

If I don't drag it to the ground, I will suffer a lot in the battle, meow."

Gordon hung the water bag around his waist and tied it tightly, staring at the direction where the Black Flame King was attacking, and put his hand on the hilt of the sword, with an unconcealable helplessness in his tone.

"Ansir doesn't need to be mentioned. Hayata can also use the Dragon Sword to attack the wings. Even Fengying has Kinsects. I am the one with the lowest score, right?

It's not impossible to take it down in a continuous close combat, but..."

"I also have flying bombs and rocket bombs to use, meow!"

"Then you use them?"

"I've used them all up, meow."

Gordon opened his mouth and finally rubbed the head of Pig Chop's cat.

This is the limitation of the bomb cat. Similar to the shooter, when the ammunition is used up, it will enter a very embarrassing situation.

This time they came for the electric dragon and the female fire dragon, but they inexplicably faced the Black Flame King. The bombs and gunpowder prepared by Pig Chop were really insufficient, and it was not easy to find suitable materials on the Ruins Plain.

Now Pig Chop is a bomb cat without bombs

"But I still have the cat sword and claws, meow!" Pig Chop "clang!" showed the steel claw blade.

Apart from the bomb skills, his martial arts can also be regarded as quite excellent among hunting cats.

But facing a monster of the level of the Black Flame King, its strength in close combat seems a little lacking, at least compared with an old hunting cat like Bone, there is still a big gap.

It has tried to climb up and jump onto the Black Flame King to launch an attack in the past two days, but it was mostly beaten away by the Black Flame King's tail and wings.

If it weren't for the excellent defensive performance of the Sky Comet Dragon Cat Armor and the light body of Elu, who was not easily seriously injured, it would have been forced to withdraw from the battle long ago.

Gordon didn't say anything to his hunting partner, "You go and rest, leave everything to me." Facing the swooping Black Flame King, he raised his greatsword.

"The previous trick of the ghost man scratching was somewhat effective. I will contain it head-on, and you will find an opportunity to climb up and attack the wing membrane. It's good to scratch a small gap."

"I understand, meow!" Pork Chop rubbed the steel claws.

This thing is used in conjunction with the ghost man, and it can be said to be the standard of the ghost man cat.

For a demon cat that has turned into a beast (demon cat), whose mind has become bloodthirsty and violent, or even a little crazy, the cat pick and cat sword are difficult to play a role.

The role of the steel claw is to enhance the power of the demon cat's claw attack. After all, it is the instinct of cats to scratch wildly.

Pork chop used this trick to scratch a few inconspicuous gaps on the wing membrane of the Black Flame King.

Maybe after a few more times, if more gaps are made on the wing membrane, it may really have some impact on the flying posture of the Black Flame King. At that time, whether it is fighting or transferring, they can gain more initiative.

Gordon adjusted his muscles and joints and prepared himself.

Facing the swooping claws of the Black Flame King, he did not choose to confront them head-on, but avoided and dodged this signature pounce of the male fire dragon clan with courage.

He kept his pace and continued to slide, letting the giant tail covered with bone thorns and shaped like a mace pass, and then prepared to launch a counterattack to create an offensive opportunity for Pork chop.

A flare suddenly rose in the distant sky.

"Swish--pop!"

The flare exploded a bright yellow spark in the sky.

Due to distraction, Gordon's movements paused for a moment.

For this reason, he missed the fleeting opportunity to counterattack. Facing the additional offensive of the Black Flame King, he had to roll on the ground in a slightly embarrassed manner to avoid the poisonous claws.

But he did not seem annoyed, but very excited.

Unlike the red flares that are often used in emergency situations, such as "help", other color flares are mostly used to mark positions, or to convey simple information such as "ready" and "arrived".

Except for hunters, no one will use flares in the hunting ground. There is no doubt that reinforcements have arrived!

It's actually one or two days earlier than expected?

Mr. Isa is very resourceful!

Gordon avoided the continuous offensive from the Black Flame King while turning his mind.

The ones who can come so quickly are most likely the companions of Silver Edge, Ansir or Hayata?

It can't be Feng Ying, right?

It shouldn't be that bad. Mr. Isa is quite reliable. He knows the strength of the Black Flame King and will at least ask a high-level hunter to come.

"Pork chop, go fire a flare to indicate the position. It's our turn to fight back!"

To be honest, if we consider it in a completely realistic way, with the flying ability and breath range of the Black Flame King, flying dozens of meters in the air and spitting fireballs all the time, I really can't think of any way for the hunter to crack it (especially when there is only a swordsman)

So don't worry about "Why doesn't it fly at this time?" "Why should it fly two or three meters above the ground, not five or six meters above the ground?" and so on.