Chapter 790: Counterattack Begins

Two days ago, when Mr. Isa found Hayata in a heavy cargo airship, she was honing her sword skills in the volcanic area with the two dragon-slaying middle gates.

After learning that Gordon was in danger, she naturally gave up her mission immediately and rushed to the Ruins Plain for support.

Under the command of Isa, the "Porter" rushed back to Berna Village from the volcano without touching the ground, and continued to ask for help.

Isa believed that the power of two upper hunters was far from enough to deal with the Black Flame King and even the possible appearance of the Purple Poison Princess.

They still needed more reinforcements.

After two days and nights of flying, the small airship that Hayata and Xianglan took landed in the hunter camp that was almost bombed into ruins.

Looking at everything around her that was charred and burned, Hayata's heart stopped beating for two beats.

She was a little panicked, and it was only after Xianglan's reminder that she suddenly remembered the means of transmitting information with flares, and quickly took out the flares and fired them out.

Not long after, another flare rose in the distant sky.

This made her breathe a sigh of relief.

"I told you that Gordon and the others will be fine, meow." Xianglan licked her paw.

Hayata tightened the straps of her weapon, "Let's go!"

"Clang!"

The blade collided with the claws for the umpteenth time.

Gordon growled, and while exerting force on his waist and legs, he activated the dragon energy engine to help push, deflecting the claws of the Black Flame King.

Then he quickly took a big step forward, swung the greatsword out with inertia, and slashed at the Black Flame King's paws.

After confirming the signal of the arrival of reinforcements and letting Zhucho send out the position information of his side, Gordon's fighting style immediately became bold and even radical.

He no longer passively dodged and parried, but began to attack the Black Flame King's claws more actively.

The dragon claws were hard and the attack effect was very poor, but continuous attacks could effectively disrupt the balance of the Black Flame King suspended in the air, and make him tired, forcing him to fall back to the ground.

This was the experience summed up from the fights over the past few days.

However, the price of doing so is to anger the Black Flame King, causing the intensity of the battle to rise sharply.

His tactical goal before was to protect himself and save his physical strength as much as possible to deal with a protracted war, so he did not often take the initiative to attack.

Now there is no need to worry so much.

The identity of the reinforcements is not yet determined. Whether the comers are Hayata, Ansir, or other upper hunters, they dare not say that they will definitely suppress the Black Flame King with mutual cooperation, but at least they can put enough pressure on it.

It is best to force it to give up the pursuit and fly away. Destroying the wing membrane, weakening its flying ability and then retreating is also a good way.

As for hunting and killing the Black Flame King, Gordon did not think much about it.

He has always kept Mr. Isa's reminder in mind. The "Dread Queen" who has not yet appeared is like a barrel of explosives that has been unsafe but has not been detonated.

If possible, it is better not to offend this "couple" to death.

A Black Flame King is already a headache, and with the addition of the extremely toxic Purple Poison Princess, the entire Silver Edge team would not dare to say that they are sure to win.

"Roar!"

Rolling to avoid the giant tail of the Black Flame King, Gordon threw away the arrogant idea of ​​"whether to spare its life". It is meaningless to think about it now, so he should consider it after completely suppressing it.

He stood up and chopped, and attacked the pair of poisonous dragon claws again. Countless shallow and inconspicuous wounds intertwined together, breaking off a piece of the carapace on the dragon claws.

This is still not considered an "injury", but the important thing is that the tactics finally worked!

The Black Flame King, who had been hovering and entangled with Gordon for a long time, roared, landed on his feet, and fell to the ground.

Waiting for now!

Gordon quickly drank a bottle of ghost medicine that he had saved for several days and entered the courage state, carrying the big sword and charging at high speed.

Pork Chop also screamed "Meow!", turned on the beast, and pounced on the Black Flame King.

Facing the sudden attack of Hunter and Elu, the Black Flame King reacted very quickly, even as if he had been prepared.

It suddenly raised its body and vibrated its wings, took a deep breath, and spurted out a ball of condensed flames while leaping back a short distance.

Countless life-and-death battles made it more cunning than any monster Gordon had ever faced. It clearly had the strength to face it head-on, but it chose to play tricks on its opponents with its skills.

However, Gordon and his men's maneuvers and struggles in the past few days were not in vain.

At the moment when the Black Flame King raised his chest and flapped his wings, Gordon immediately interrupted the charging action, slid to the side continuously, and raised his greatsword to enter a defensive posture.

Pork Chop quickly drilled into the ground to avoid the attack.

The ball of flame fell to the ground and exploded, and then caused continuous explosions in a fairly large area.

Gordon took the aftermath of the explosion, but because he distanced himself in time, he was not seriously injured.

The same was true for Pork Chop, which quickly dug forward underground.

When the explosion had dissipated but the residual flames were still there, it broke through the ground in front of the Black Flame King, flew out, and scratched the latter's face frantically.

The Black Flame King roared and shook his head, throwing the pork chop away.

The pork chop fell to the ground, and after a fierce "meow!", it pounced again, this time aiming at the Black Flame King's dragon wings, or wing membranes.

The Black Flame King's attention was distracted for a moment by this violent little guy who was not even as big as his toes.

Gordon took the opportunity to charge his sword and adjusted his position with a big slide. At the moment when the Black Flame King turned his head, he rushed in front of its head.

Strong charge and slash!

Dou Qi condensed, dragon Qi gushed, and a heavy sword fell fiercely on the forehead of the Black Flame King.

"Roar!"

The scales shattered, blood splattered, and the Black Flame King let out a painful howl.

Following the "ancestral" weakness of the Fire Dragon Clan, the carapace on the head of the Black Flame King was also not thick. The attack effect of this sword was quite outstanding, and it can even be said to be the most effective attack in the past few days.

Taking advantage of the remaining strength and inertia, Gordon twisted his waist and swung his arms, swinging the big sword horizontally.

Strong sweeping slash!

The Black Flame King's head was smashed again, and the feeling of being attacked continuously made it extremely angry.

Just prey!

"Roar, ah, ah!"

The golden-red flames swirled in its mouth. It raised its head and held the sword, then opened its mouth to bite Gordon.

Gordon immediately lowered his body, rushed forward and slid forward, risking to get under the Black Flame King.

Maybe the blood on his face interfered with his vision, but more likely it was his anger that disturbed his judgment. The Black Flame King did not realize that the hunter had "disappeared" from his sight.

It strode forward, swung its head left and right and bit several times, while Gordon, who passed through its legs and came to its tail, seized the time and quickly switched to a charging posture.

The Black Flame King suddenly realized something and turned around, but it was too late.

"Ha!"

Facing the dragon head that just turned in front of him, [He Yao] couldn't help but laugh under the visor of his helmet.

A real charging slash!

The first sword that pried the body to jump was avoided by the Black Flame King's conditioned head shrinking.

But it didn't matter.

The second strike of the True Charged Slash, the most powerful of all the sword moves, landed precisely on the top of the Black Flame King's head, smashing it directly to the ground. The powerful impact penetrated the skull and shook its brain.

Caught off guard and severely injured, the Black Flame King howled and fell to the ground.