Chapter 792 The Provocation of the Furry Creature

Flapping his wings and leaping back while spitting out explosive fireballs to block pursuit is a very common move of the Black Flame King.

In the past few days, Gordon has been hit by this at least five or six times.

Whenever he is annoyed by being entangled, the Black Flame King will distance himself in this way.

Facing this kind of fireball that will cause continuous explosions in a straight line, there is actually no particularly good way to deal with it.

Gordon dodged the direct attack of the fireball and immediately raised his greatsword to block the aftermath of the explosion.

Although he staggered back a few steps due to the blast wind, thanks to the excellent defense performance and attribute resistance of [He Yao], he did not suffer any substantial damage except for some skin burns and a little stuffiness in his chest.

"Be careful!!!"

The smoke of the explosion and the greatsword in front of him blocked Gordon's vision.

But the whistling sound of the dragon wings, the sound of the claws breaking the wind, and the reminders from his companions instantly raised Gordon's vigilance to the highest level.

Without thinking, he rolled on the spot.

"Ziga——"

The noise of a sharp object scraping against the surface of the armor sounded behind him. Gordon could even smell the stench of venom on the claws, and he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

It seemed to be a retreat to gain distance, but it was actually a retreat-to-advance attack strategy.

Almost at the same time as spitting out the explosive fireball, the Black Flame King flapped its wings and flew around in an arc, coming to the side of Gordon. (This move is really hard to dodge)

Just like a hunter will seize the interval between the monster's movements to attack.

It aimed at the flaw exposed after Gordon blocked the explosive fireball. If Gordon's reaction was a little slower, he would have been clamped by the Black Flame King's poisonous claws at this time, and his life and death would be in danger.

Hayata quickly threw a flash bomb.

It didn't matter whether the Black Flame King could be flashed down from mid-air. Hayata's goal was to cover him, so that Gordon, who had barely avoided the poisonous claws by rolling awkwardly, would not be pressed up by subsequent attacks.

The Black Flame King had obviously long been accustomed to this little thing that would burst out strong light. It was not blinded, nor did it fall to the ground. It just shook its head.

But this did give Gordon a brief respite.

With his hands on the ground, he turned over and jumped up, holding up his sword, and looked vigilantly at the cunning dragon in front of him.

The Black Flame King flapped his wings, and his claws once again left the ground, suspended in the air, looking down at the hunters from above.

The blood vessels on Gordon's forehead jumped a few times.

It's flying again...

"Hayata, Pork Chop, find a way to attack Dragon Wing!" Everyone could hear the helplessness in Gordon's voice, "I'll hold it back head-on."

Hayata had some other ideas. She looked at the ancient architectural ruins that were closely integrated with the mountain in the distance, "Lead it over there, take advantage of the terrain difference, and I'll try riding it."

Gordon naturally had no reason to object. Compared with parrying, attacking, and risking maneuvers over and over again, riding is obviously a more efficient way.

With a tactical plan, Gordon and Pork Chop took the initiative to face the Black Flame King again, regardless of the efficiency of the attack or whether they could cause effective damage to the latter in mid-air. In short, they just attacked and attacked again.

As long as the Black Flame King didn't turn to attack Hayata before she was ready, everything would be fine.

Hayata took Xianglan and ran quickly towards the direction of the ancient architectural ruins. They planned to climb up the ruins of the building, which was about seven or eight meters high, and then hide temporarily and wait for the opportunity.

Faced with the entanglement between a man and a cat, the Black Flame King was enraged, and flames were swallowing and spewing from its mouth, as if it was preparing to exhale.

Seeing this, Gordon and the others entangled more tightly. At this time, they must not distance themselves from the Black Flame King. Even if the latter wanted to distance themselves, they had to get close to him immediately.

Otherwise, what they would face would no longer be a "small fight" like the exploding fireball, but a terrifying offensive like the previous vortex of fire, even the Black Flame King himself was unwilling to bear the aftermath.

Unlike the passive maneuvers in the previous few days, this high-intensity attack was very physically demanding. After just two or three minutes, their breathing became much more rapid.

Finally, a whistle like a bird's cry came from a distance.

This was a signal from Hayata, and she was ready.

Gordon and Pork Chop exchanged glances, and they did not stop the offensive immediately and turned around to run.

The Black Flame King was cunning and cautious. If they suddenly ran away in the middle of a fierce battle, it would inevitably arouse its suspicion. If they did so, the Black Flame King would most likely not follow them foolishly.

It was more likely that they would spray a few golden fireballs from a distance and wash the ground with a few flame vortexes.

As for how to induce, there was no way, the key was to provoke it.

The Black Flame King in a violent state would obviously become more impulsive. As for how to make it furious and violent to the point of losing its mind

The pig chop that was climbing on the Black Flame King and attacking climbed to the top of its head.

Before being thrown off by the Black Flame King, it scratched its eyes fiercely with a claw, and then smashed a fertilizer bomb on its nose.

"Ah——!"

The Black Flame King shook his head frantically, throwing the pig chop away.

The prepared pig chop adjusted its posture in the air, turned over and landed, and then jumped on the spot, meowing loudly, provocatively attracting the attention of the Black Flame King.

The Black Flame King glared at it fiercely, and a stream of super-high temperature dragon flames spewed out of his mouth.

This dragon flame that could burn a female fire dragon to death in just a dozen seconds was impossible to stop. Without thinking, Pig Chop quickly drilled into the ground.

While drilling deeper, he did not forget to lift up the loose soil to block the hole, so as to prevent the flames from rushing into the cave and roasting it.

Gordon also took this opportunity to adjust his position, but did not run too far, maintaining a distance that the Black Flame King could catch up with by vibrating his wings.

"I'm going to die of burns, meow!"

Pork Chop jumped out from the ground beside Gordon, jumping and screaming.

The ground was burned red wherever the dragon flames covered.

Even though Pork Chop had dug as deep into the ground as possible and had cat armor to protect him, he was still burned by the high temperature that penetrated the soil and rocks, and a large area of ​​the cat hair on his back was burnt and curled.

Gordon quickly took out a bottle of recovery medicine and poured it on his head, which made Pork Chop feel better.

Facing the prey that did not run far, the Black Flame King really chose to vibrate his wings and flew in front of them in the blink of an eye.

Pork Chop turned and ran, while Gordon stayed, waving his sword to stop the Black Flame King and entangled with it for several rounds.

Just when the Black Flame King's attention was somewhat distracted by Gordon, another dye ball was thrown from a distance, and the strong smell of pink dye splashed on the Black Flame King's face.

Golden flames burst out from the gaps between the Black Flame King's teeth, and even sparks flew from his nose.

Pork Chop's continuous provocations completely angered the Black Flame King. It took a deep breath, and its violent roar turned into a wave of sound visible to the naked eye, sweeping around.

Gordon, who was bearing the roar at close range, felt dizzy. He gritted his teeth and endured it. If he was attacked at this time, he would probably not be able to react in time.

However, the Black Flame King, whose eyes were filled with bloodshot due to anger, could not see him at all. It flapped its wings and rose into the air, diving down towards the running Pork Chop.

At this time, the Black Flame King had obviously completely lost his mind. Compared with the large-scale fire breath, the dive and grab attack was useless to the agile Elu.

The pork chop "whoosh" went underground, leaving the Black Flame King empty-handed.

Then, it came out from underground several meters away, meowing wildly, and ran towards the direction of the ancient building ruins.

If it were the usual Black Flame King, he might have noticed something strange, but now he just wanted to tear the hateful plush creature in front of him into pieces.