Chapter 298 The Scar of the Absolute Strong Man
After the shock wave, before the smoke cleared, Gordon jumped up from the ground and charged towards Hong Long.
Large monsters are extremely adaptable, so paralysis traps are most effective the first time they are used.
If you hurry up, you might be able to do a charged attack on Honglong's head before it regains its ability to move.
Hayata also started running. She was taking a circuitous route and approaching Honglong's hind legs.
These tactical procedures and the distribution of attack positions are all discussed in advance.
The coordination between swordsmen and archers requires that the shooting range cannot be blocked, while the cooperation between swordsmen and swordsmen emphasizes on spreading attacks, otherwise it will be very easy to interfere with each other.
"Senior Gordon! There is something wrong with his left eye, please pay attention!" Hayata warned loudly while running around.
She discovered this when she attacked Honglong's head before. Before she could take a closer look, Honglong chased him away.
Gordon nodded. He had already arrived in front of Hong Long, shouldered his sword and charged up his strength. At the same time, he also noticed the anomaly that Hayata mentioned.
There is a small but very deep scorched black scar on the left eye of this roaring dragon.
If Hayata hadn't reminded him, he could easily have confused this wound with the explosion injury caused by a large barrel of explosive bombs.
However, in fact, although the area of damage caused by the exploding barrel is large, the wound only remains on the surface.
The explosion shattered part of the carapace, lifted off a few scales, and caused large black burn marks, but nowhere could it damage Honglong so deeply or fundamentally.
—Under the influence of that wound, Honglong’s left eye seemed to have gone blind.
Whose masterpiece is this?
In a blink of an eye, the charged slash has been accumulated to perfection.
Gordon no longer thought about it, and the Epitaph sword slashed down. The dragon-attributed black and red light flashed past, leaving a slash mark on the upper jaw of Honglong.
It then enters the strong accumulation stage.
Three sections! Strong charge and slash!
The epitaph fell heavily again, hitting the side of Honglong's face, causing its head to tilt to the side.
At the same time, Honglong finally broke free from the control of the paralysis trap.
“Roar, quack, quack—!!”
Blood-red color emerged from its one eye, head, neck, and forelimbs. The roaring dragon roared wildly when it entered a state of rage, and the sound waves it raised almost knocked Gordon away.
Originally planning to hit with a powerful sweep and then withdraw as soon as the damage was done, Gordon stabilized his body.
He found that although the roar of the dragon made his ears extremely uncomfortable, with the help of the "ear plug" effect, he could grit his teeth and endure it.
Then this is the best attack window!
Adjusting his posture and tightening his muscles, Gordon stood in front of the roaring dragon and directly entered the true charging posture.
The power accumulated during the strong charged slash has not been completely dissipated, so this time the real charged slash was completed extremely quickly.
The sword in front of the True Charged Slash fell on the tip of Honglong's nose. Gordon took advantage of the situation and jumped up, roaring, and struck the second blow of the surprisingly powerful True Charged Slash.
"shut up!"
The terrifying slash that gathered Gordon's strongest power landed on Honglong's forehead. The moment the blade came into contact with the dragon scale, the inscription on the epitaph sword suddenly lit up.
The raging dragon-attribute energy exploded.
The red electric arc and black light burned the wound opened by the sword blade, and penetrated deep into it, further causing terrifying dragon-type damage.
Honglong's head was chopped and smashed to the ground, and the seemingly endless roar turned into a miserable howl.
Just this last true charged slash caused damage to it that was almost comparable to the previous four large barrel bombs G.
The roar of the dragon was forced to stop, and Hayata, who tightly covered her ears, finally regained control of her body.
The Feilong Knife swung one after another, constantly creating wounds on Honglong's hind legs.
When the "sword power" was accumulated, she exhaled, her movements suddenly accelerated, and she unleashed a series of air blade slashes at an astonishing speed, ending with a whirlwind of air blades with an extremely wide range.
As the air blade whirled around and cut three wounds on Honglong's left and right hind limbs and tail at the same time, Hayata's aura suddenly increased.
Sharp the edge!
After completing all this, Honglong still did not turn his attention to her, but continued to attack Gordon from the front.
The real charged slash from before really hurt it too much. Honglong stared at his scarlet one eye, wanting nothing more than to tear the hateful guy in front of him into pieces.
Hayata curled up his lips and continued to attack from the side and rear.
The advantage of multiple swordsmen fighting together is reflected at this time. When one person attracts the attention of the monster, the other can free his hands and feet to attack with all his strength!
Facing Honglong’s continuous attacks, Gordon concentrated on dealing with them.
Hanglong attacks in an angry state with a high frequency and very fast speed.
Gordon did not dare to evade the attack by arbitrarily using methods such as swoops or other methods that would have too many flaws later on, lest he would be slapped to the ground before he could get up.
He kept swinging the sword, but he did not fight head-on with Honglong, but relied on the strength of the latter's attack to follow the direction without repeatedly adjusting his position to deal with it.
From time to time, he could still seize the flaw and use an upward attack to sweep across it. Honglong had nothing to do with him for a while.
The scene seems thrilling, but the rhythm of the battle is well controlled.
However, at this moment, a flash bomb was thrown over.
is pandan.
The flash bomb exploded in front of Honglong's eyes, depriving him of his vision. Honglong roared in fright and anger. After biting forward a few times, his limbs clasped the ground and his muscles tensed.
When Gordon and Hayata saw this, they knew that Honglong was preparing some kind of attack, and quickly retreated.
Sure enough, in the next second, Honglong spun in a circle at an astonishing speed, its long tail and wing claws sweeping around.
Had Gordon and the others retreated a little later, they might have all been knocked away by this time.
“The timing is not right, meow!”
Pork Chop took this opportunity and threw a small barrel of explosive bombs from a distance, then turned around and criticized.
“The situation just now was not dangerous, meow. The attack of the monster, which was deprived of vision by the flash bomb, was even more disorderly and crazy. Instead, it interrupted Gordon’s rhythm, meow.”
Xianglan lowered her little ears and said, "I'm sorry, meow."
Seeing that Xianglan was not harsh, Zhupa's tone softened, "It's okay, meow. I've often made mistakes before, meow. Cheer up, meow!"
You don’t need to look at Gordon to know what the flash bomb was about just now.
Novice cat hunters, like novice hunters, are bound to make mistakes in judgment.
When he was two or three years old, Zhupa had no idea how many times he had been blown away. Of course, he had also tricked Zhupa many times. If he took this kind of thing too seriously, neither of them would be able to grow to the level they are now.
Gordon is in a good mood. Honglong, who is temporarily blind, is bumping left and right and it is difficult to get close, so he should take the opportunity to do something else.
After retreating to a safe distance, he took out the whetstone and began to sharpen the knife.
Hayata did the same thing.
Paying attention to the sharpness of the weapon at all times is a top priority for swordsmen. The battle ahead is still very long, and it is difficult to find time to sharpen the sword during high-intensity combat.
On the other side, Pandan also regained her energy under the encouragement of pork chop.
“Senior Pork Chop! What should I do?”
Pork Chop raised a small barrel of explosive bombs again, "Is your cat sword a decoration? Find an opportunity to poke it, meow!"
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(End of this chapter)