Chapter 1011: The Shame of the Ancient Dragon?
The vibrations on the ground can spread far away, and Hayata and the others waiting in the cave outside can naturally detect it.
Hayata became more and more anxious. Although there was still some time left before the agreed hour, she planned to break in early.
Just as he was about to take steps, he found that the strong wind was blocking his face.
"Step aside."
The huge tooth hound did not move, but lowered its body slightly.
Hayata looked back at Ansir.
Anhil had a cold face, maintaining a crouching and firing posture, pointing the ballista at the hole, "It's not the time to break in yet."
“But the accident has happened!”
"We don't have that protective stone to resist the miasma in the core area. If the situation is still under Gordon's control, our rash entry will disrupt the operation."
"What if the situation is out of control and he is already in a hard fight?" Hayata took a few steps forward and asked closely.
Anhil fell into silence.
There is no right or wrong choice between the two. The current situation is unclear, and no one can tell whether rushing in early will "save lives" or "send lives."
Gail stood by, looking at this and that, without making any comment.
“I’m going in alone.”
Seeing that Anhir didn't speak, Hayata turned around irritably and walked towards the entrance of the cave alone.
Xianglan quickly followed and chased after her.
Li Feng still wanted to stop him, but when he saw Hayata put his hand on the hilt of the sword with a cold face, he had no choice but to retreat aggrievedly.
It felt that the latter would really draw a sword and chop it down
Lying on the ground, putting his ears to the ground, listening carefully to the movement in the cave, the sandstone suddenly jumped up, "Something is approaching, meow! It should be coming out, meow!"
“Get back!” Anhir shouted towards Hayata who was walking towards the entrance of the cave.
Hayata, who could already feel the vibrations under his feet getting stronger, gritted his teeth, stepped back, and got out of the shooting range.
Both shooters were ready for suppressive fire.
“Boom—!” The sound of something being smashed came from the depths of the bone passage.
The sound of rushing footsteps also sounded together.
“It’s coming, it’s coming! Be careful of the miasma on it, and you must not be touched!”
Hearing Gordon's still energetic roar, Hayata breathed a sigh of relief, and Anhir also smiled faintly and put his finger on the trigger.
After a short wait, Gordon, who was covered in all kinds of carrion and dirt, bolted out of the cave mouth made of the skull of a basilisk.
Hayata immediately raised the projectile in his left hand and shot a flash bomb behind Gordon.
A burst of bright light.
For most ancient dragon species, props such as flash bombs have little effect, but when used at critical times, they can serve as a distraction.
As long as it can slow down the pace of the monster chasing Gordon, it will be considered a success.
A monster in a stopped state is definitely much easier to stop than a monster in a mad dash.
Perhaps because he has lived in underground caves all year round and has never seen strong light, this flash bomb successfully distracted the attention of the corpse dragon.
The corpse dragon shook his head and slowed down slightly.
The hunters guarding outside the cave entrance also took this opportunity to see clearly the whole picture of the lord of the Miasma Valley.
“Nima, what the **** is this?!”
Gail cursed, raised the muzzle of the gun, and fired first.
The crossbow bullets roared out, but what she aimed at was not the monster in front of her, but the snake king's skull that formed the hole. To be precise, it was the fangs on the skull.
The armor-piercing grenade penetrated the root of the fang, and after a short delay, it exploded.
The explosion and flames destroyed the hyphae, and the fangs hanging high on the top were like giant swords falling from the sky, piercing the back of the corpse dragon and sinking nearly half of it. The corpse dragon, which was skinny and not very stable, screamed and was knocked over to the ground.
Ancil fires simultaneously.
“Dong, dong, dong—”
Different from other crossbow shells, the very recognizable dull gunfire sounded one after another.
Three lv3 diffusion bombs drew a high parabola and fell towards the struggling corpse dragon. The next second, violent explosions and explosive flames completely enveloped the body of the corpse dragon.
The rotting flesh and flesh, and the miasma attached to the rotting flesh, were turned into fly ash in the fiery explosion.
The corpse dragon struggled and let out bursts of piercing howls.
“Reload ammunition.”
Anhil shouted low and reloaded the ammunition as quickly as possible.
Gail filled up his shooting window, specially adjusted the armor-piercing grenades with extended fuses and nailed them to the head of the corpse dragon one after another.
The corpse dragon roared and struggled, about to get up.
The [Famine] heavy crossbow, which was quickly loaded, opened fire again, and astonishingly powerful diffusion bombs fell from the sky.
“Boom—!”
Continuous explosions enveloped the corpse dragon again, and the armor-piercing grenades nailed to its head were also detonated.
The strong impact shook its brain, as if someone had hit its head with a hammer several times, and it fell back to the ground with a howl.
The two shooters exchanged ammunition, opened fire, and continued the third round of attack.
The swordsmen stayed far away.
Gordon took off his invisibility clothes that were stained with rancid filth and threw them aside. Hayata worriedly checked the injury again and again.
"Tsk, tsk, this guy won't be directly bombed to death here, right?" Gordon said tsk.
The first impression of the corpse-like body of the corpse dragon is indeed terrifying, but it is also "weak" at the same time.
It doesn't have the mountain-like body of Laoshan Dragon, it doesn't have the strong body of Yanwang Dragon, and it doesn't have the steel dragon's scale armor that is harder than refined steel for protection.
Miasma can almost be said to be its only support. For thousands of years, it has relied on this to dominate the valley of miasma.
But once you fall into this predicament, you don't even have a chance to use your abilities, and you are suppressed by powerful attacks.
Hayata, who confirmed that Gordon was not injured, glanced at him sideways, "It's an ancient dragon species, so how can it be easy to deal with? Once it survives this wave, trouble will still lie ahead."
Just as she said, after being hit by the snake king dragon's fangs and being bombarded for several rounds, the corpse dragon did not fall.
It resisted the attack and stood up with a roar. The blue-gray miasma spread in all directions with the beat of its wings.
Upon seeing this, Anhil and Gale immediately retreated and distanced themselves.
When the monster cannot be ensured to fall to the ground or is controlled by a trap, the projectile speed is slow and the projectile spread bomb is very easy to miss.
At this time, the swordsmen need to step forward, while the shooters use conventional crossbow shells to support shooting from a distance.
Hayata was about to charge when Gordon grabbed him.
He shouted to his companions with a loud voice: "Retreat! Be careful of the miasma and the miasma breath. Don't be touched at all.
I have a miasma-resistant protective stone. I will cut off the queen!
You retreat directly, and if there is an area with suitable terrain, set up an ambush just like we just did, and repeat this cycle until you repel it! "
“Are you sure about it alone?” Hayata confirmed.
"have!"
Gordon replied confidently, and then rushed directly towards the corpse dragon.
Several other hunters exchanged glances, put away their weapons and began to retreat.
Jian, who was hiding in the distance, waved to them, "There is a place with many stalactites not far from here. Come with me!"
Ps. Shame of the Ancient Dragon is a joke, that’s what the game says.
Thinking about it realistically, if it weren’t for the miasma-resistant guard stone, Gordon would definitely have confessed, and others might not have been able to escape. This ability to spread diseases would be too unsolvable without targeted means.
(End of this chapter)