owlsbooks Chapter 1577 Take the initiative to attack
Chapter 1577 Take the initiative to attack
Chapter 1577 Take the initiative to attack
Gail and Ansel rode on pterosaurs and jumped onto the decisive battle platform.
"Quick! Quick! That guy is coming!"
Seeing Gail's excited look, Gordon and the others knew that the pork chop trap had a good effect.
"boom!"
The black dragon chasing after them had difficulty maintaining a normal flying posture due to its damaged wings, so it crashed into an ancient moss-covered covered bridge and landed, or rather, fell onto the decisive battle platform.
The golden dragon's eyes were filled with anger.
The source of its anger was not only because of the "gift" prepared by the hunters for it, which seriously injured it, but also because of the location of the decisive battle.
Everyone discovered it only after the craftsmen led by Dao Wen confirmed that this platform would be the location for the final battle.
On this platform, traces of scratches from thorns and dragon claws can be seen everywhere, and scale fragments and dandruff are scattered everywhere.
According to the judgment of scholars such as Alva, this platform is very likely the lair of the black dragon.
In other words, they set up the final battle in their opponent's bedroom.
No wonder this guy is so angry
Faced with the nest that had been "renovated" into a mess and filled with all kinds of unfamiliar smells, the black dragon raised its upper body and used its strong hind legs to stabilize its body.
The violent dragon roar stirred up an invisible air wave, and along with the terrifying momentum that seemed to be able to crush the soul, it swept towards the hunters who were waiting for it.
"Roar--!"
"roar**!"
Ted roared back unwillingly, and as if he felt his voice was not loud enough, he pulled the trigger and activated the Dragon Cannon.
"Boom!"
At this distance, the damage of the Dragon Strike Cannon was almost zero, but the deafening roar largely dispelled the sense of oppression that hung over everyone's hearts.
As if they had heard the clarion call of war, the hunters took the initiative to attack.
Rushing to the front were the heavy defenders Ted and Fabius.
They charged forward recklessly and reached the black dragon as soon as possible.
Fabius, who was proficient in defensive charges, was a little faster than Ted. He held the spear horizontally and stabbed the black dragon's chest with three consecutive quick and clean thrusts, just like a textbook.
According to intelligence, the black dragon's scales are extremely hard, and its chest shell is covered with a thick metal plating, which provides amazing defensive capabilities.
But after several battles with the fleet and the explosion of "Qikiya II" not long ago, the Black Dragon suffered multiple wounds.
Even the metal layer attached to the chest scales showed obvious damage and falling off.
Fabius was aiming at a crack that was less than the width of a palm. The nearly three-meter-long spear was like a nimble needle in his hand, drilling into it accurately.
He fired three shots in succession, one heavier than the other. When he stabbed the spear for the third time and pulled it out, a trace of dark red blood appeared on the dark golden tip of the spear.
Although inconspicuous, it meant that he had successfully broken through the black dragon's defense.
Muskets are generally heavier than spears, so Ted's charge is not as swift and accurate as Fabius's, but more brutal and violent.
The heavy rifle was like a chisel, and Ted himself was the hammer. With the force of the charge, he smashed the tip of the rifle into the black dragon's chest.
Then he pulled the trigger hard.
"Fire all bombs!"
Amid roars, a volley of bullets fired, leaving a scorch mark on the black dragon's chest. The dragon-hanging cannon nails, which were as thick as an adult's arm, were also deeply wedged into the gaps between the scales.
Feeling the pain, the black dragon shifted its center of gravity forward, raised its upper body and pressed down, as if to crush the two people on its chest into meat patties.
As experienced defenders, Ted and Fabius knew very well that they should not be greedy. After completing the first round of attack, they immediately stepped back and jumped to create distance.
Seeing that it couldn't hold down the two men, the lying black dragon took advantage of the situation and swung its sharp claws forward.
Upon seeing this, Ted and Fabius immediately raised their large shields to defend themselves.
With a teeth-grinding sound of friction, the sharp claws scraped across the shield, and the two men were shocked by the powerful force carried by the dragon claws and slid back several meters.
Just as the black dragon was about to chase, Gordon and Feng Ying, the main vanguards, had already rushed in front of it.
He drew his sword tentatively and slashed forward, aiming for the black dragon's head.
The black dragon reacted extremely quickly. It retracted its neck slightly, causing the attacks of the two men to miss the target.
The black dragon dodged the attack and took a deep breath, blazing flames coming out from between its teeth and nostrils.
It was going to use its breath to turn the guys in front of it into ashes in one breath!
"You think beautiful!"
A flying claw flew over and caught the black dragon's face. The rope was quickly reeled in, carrying Maka to the side of the black dragon's head.
She grabbed the thorny protrusion on the black dragon's eye socket with her right hand, and swung her retracted steel claws with her left hand, grabbing the black dragon's eyes fiercely.
In Maka's opinion, this attack should be a sure win, but what she didn't know was that just a few days ago, someone used the same move on the black dragon.
The Black Dragon would not be easily fooled again after having suffered losses before. At the moment when the steel claws were about to touch the dragon's pupils, it closed its upper eyelids.
The steel claws grabbed onto the eyelids, but had no effect other than leaving a few inconspicuous white marks.
The eyelids opened again, and the dragon pupils with a cold light stared at Maka on the side of his head.
Maka gritted his teeth and swung his steel claws again, ready to try again.
The black dragon, however, was like an attacking snake. It twisted its long neck and leaped forward suddenly, easily throwing Maka off its head.
This is also the experience it learned from previous battles.
Compared with swinging the body left and right, this action of turning the head and rushing forward to bite at the same time is more likely to throw the hunter off the head.
Maka was thrown into the air and had nowhere to gain leverage. She could only twist her waist and turn around, trying to get a better landing posture as much as possible, but the Black Dragon obviously did not intend to give her a chance to land safely.
He swung his flexible long neck and opened his mouth to take her into his mouth.
At the critical moment, another flying claw shot out, and the sharp steel claws shot straight at the black dragon's eyes.
Faced with the sharp object flying towards it, the black dragon subconsciously tilted its head and bit nothing. The flying claw also missed its eye and landed on the dragon horn on top of its head.
Amid the buzzing sound of the rapidly turning springs, Hayata flew over and hung on its forehead.
A hint of anger flashed in the black dragon's eyes.
How dare you try this?
Just as he was about to repeat the same trick and throw off the hunter in front of him, Hayata took the lead and took action.
She was not in a hurry to retract her flying claws and launch an attack.
Instead, he straightened his waist and exerted force, flipped over and climbed up to between the dragon horns above the black dragon's head.
He lay down, held the dragon horns on both sides firmly with both hands, and pressed his feet against the spinous protrusions on the back of the black dragon's head, fixing himself firmly on the top of the black dragon's head.
The black dragon kept turning its head and leaping forward, but still failed to throw her off.
The others seized the opportunity to launch an attack and provide cover. When the Black Dragon's struggles slowed down a little, Hayata continued to use his left hand and feet to stabilize his body.
He reached behind his waist with his right hand, pulled out a small knife for peeling, and started to hack away at the inconspicuous crack in the scales on the back of the black dragon's head.
Feeling the attack, Black Dragon's struggle became fierce again. Hayata inserted the knife into the wound again, then swung his fist and smashed the handle with all his strength, hammering the knife into the deepest part of the wound like hammering a nail.
"Ow!"
The black dragon howled in pain, its steps became unsteady, and it stumbled forward a few steps, hitting the stone platform at the edge of the battle site and falling to the ground.
Hayata took advantage of the situation to roll over and break free, falling to the ground.
Gordon and Feng Ying ran past her dragging their swords and axes, heading straight for the black dragon's head.
As the two hunters who are best at strong attacks in the expedition team, they will not miss such a perfect attack opportunity.
(End of this chapter)