Chapter 882: Full of Holes

It was still the end of the spring wind. The warm wind from the sea made the windmills everywhere in East Doruma whirr and blew away the smoke in the battle street.

The hunters looked at the source of the smoke with expectation and nervousness.

Theoretically, no creature should be able to survive such an attack and explosion, not to mention that the explosion came from the body.

However, the ancient dragon species was a life form that surpassed biological common sense.

The hunters did not dare to relax their vigilance, especially the three teams of upper hunters, who were the only ones who knew how tenacious the vitality of the ancient dragon species was.

In the remaining smoke, a giant shadow as weird and hideous as a zombie skeleton slowly stood up.

The wing membrane of one side of the wing claw was torn apart for the most part, and near the root, the scales and muscles where the dragon-killing cannon shells hit disappeared, revealing the charred bones after the explosion and the burning of dragon attribute energy.

With this injury as a foundation, it should not be able to fly.

However, the most serious injury was not here.

The entire chest and abdomen of the giant horn dragon has now become "open", leaving only the extremely strong sternum and ribs, which still maintain their original shape.

The flesh, internal organs and other soft tissues have become a mess.

In the abdominal cavity, dragon blood mixed with sticky black oil, so black that it is difficult to distinguish.

But as long as the internal structure of this dragon is not much different from that of ordinary dragons, then half of its lungs, the entire stomach, and even a considerable part of the intestines should have turned into fragments, mixed with the black oil, and scattered all over the ground.

Even in this situation, this guy can still be alive? !

The same thought flashed through the minds of everyone present.

The strong wing claws pierced into the ground, supporting the giant horn dragon to lift its body.

"Ho-ga--!" Like a broken organ, the hoarse but still fierce roar resounded through the battle street.

"Prepare for battle!" Altman roared, unfolding his musket and raising his shield. "Approach in a scattered manner, don't think about fighting head-on, attract attention, and deal with it!"

Feddy waved and played the hunting horn to provide protection.

Amid the passionate music, Altman and Will, the two heavily armed defenders, took the lead in charging.

As a half-defender of Silver Edge, Feng Ying wanted to push forward with her blood boiling, but was pulled by Gordon and thrown behind her.

"There is no so-called vanguard in this battle, and you are not a defender. Everyone is a shortstop. Remember?!"

After scolding Feng Ying, Gordon led the remaining few upper swordsmen to disperse and surround the giant halberd dragon from multiple directions.

The shooters each chose the appropriate attack angle and fired at full force.

There was no need to choose a target. The messy open wounds on the chest and abdomen of the giant halberd dragon lacked the protection of scales and muscles, and the crossbow bullets could go straight into the internal organs.

Squeeze the trigger and pour all the ammunition into it.

The artillery and heavy crossbows scattered throughout the battle street also launched attacks together.

In fact, they were the main force of the attack. No matter how powerful the hunters were, the power of a single attack could not be compared with the howitzer shells propelled by gunpowder.

Unfortunately, they could not move. Without the hunters' cover, monsters of the level of the giant halberd dragon could easily destroy them.

"Roar!"

The giant halberd dragon took a deep breath, and a dazzling red light ignited from its chest.

"Breath! Dodge!" Gordon stared at the movement of the giant halberd dragon's neck and shouted to remind his companions.

The upper swordsmen who were responsible for dealing with the giant halberd dragon at close range put away their weapons and ran away.

A solid column of fire sprayed out of the giant halberd dragon's mouth, and swept everywhere with the swing of its head.

The upper hunters had extraordinary experience and skills. Through the movement of the giant halberd dragon's head, they predicted the path of the breath sweep in advance and evaded it in time, so no one was injured.

However, the breath of the giant horn dragon that can destroy the city wall with one blow is not that simple.

Breath in the form of flame columns is very common. Flame dragons, armored dragons, and some subspecies of fire dragons all have similar breathing methods.

But the essence of those breaths is mostly high-temperature and high-pressure flammable gases, which form flame gas columns.

The giant horn dragon is different. It spits black oil with amazing unit energy.

After studying the samples left by the giant horn dragon in previous attacks, scholars found that.

This composition is similar to heavy oil. It is rich in sulfur and some difficult-to-analyze high-energy powder. Black oil will be activated by high temperature and cause violent explosions.

Scholars also expect that the black oil stored in the giant horn dragon can be ignited by the explosion of the dragon cannon and gunpowder, so as to directly blow it into pieces.

But unfortunately, this special oil named "super heavy dragon bone oil" seems to be completely controlled by the giant horn dragon.

Only when it is spit out as breath fuel will it cause an explosion, and the parts stored in its body and flowing on its surface are quite stable and safe, and even non-flammable.

It is incomprehensible.

Hayata, who was running and trying to get close to the giant horned dragon's hind legs and launch a disruptive attack, suddenly stopped her charge.

The blazing oil flame breath swept past her several meters in front of her, and the amazing heat radiated curled the ends of her hair.

After the breath, a large ball of semi-fluid black oil like asphalt was left on the path of the flame column.

The black oil was boiling and expanding, and a bright red light was burning from the inside.

Seeing this, Hayata immediately turned around and ran at full speed, trying to keep a distance.

After just two or three seconds, the black oil mass exploded. At the moment of the explosion, Hayata fell to the ground.

The explosion of the black oil mass was no less powerful than that of a barrel bomb, but its danger was not limited to this.

The fiercely burning dragon bone oil was scattered all around along with the explosion wind, and the coverage area was quite amazing. The scene was like a fire bomb with adhesive added to it detonated in the air.

Hayata, who dodged the explosion, stood up quickly.

She could feel that several flames and sparks fell on her. Due to the presence of flammable oil, they could not be extinguished even if she patted them.

Hayata realized that these flames were not so easy to deal with, and immediately rolled on the ground continuously. Finally, she covered the flames with the help of the dust and sand on the ground.

Hayata secretly rejoiced after glancing at the protective gear that had several charred burn marks but was not burned through.

Fortunately, I chose to change into the purple poison princess armor with excellent fire resistance. If I were still wearing the black dragon suit with poor fire resistance, I would be seriously burned even if the flames were extinguished.

Aiden, the new writer, ran over like an Elu, ready to sprinkle some life dust first.

Hayata waved his hand, said "I'm fine", and continued to rush towards the giant halberd dragon.

At the same time, Gordon also came to the giant halberd dragon.

The giant halberd dragon with a broken front claw can still move freely on the ground. The extremely strong wing claw replaced the role of the forelimb and supported its huge body weighing thousands of tons.

Gordon aimed at the right wing claw of the giant halberd dragon.

Under the direct fire of the previous dragon-killing cannon, this wing claw, especially the root near the shoulder, was seriously injured. Although there was not much abnormality in the action, it should be considered a weakness.

Julius, who arrived earlier than Gordon, obviously had the same idea.

The two looked at each other and launched an attack together.