Chapter 479 It’s you again!
Hayata burst out at extremely high speeds from the very beginning, and Pandan and Pork Chop had to run on all fours in order to keep up with her pace.
But they did not ask Hayata to slow down and wait for them.
The most important thing now is speed and time. Hilda's words before setting off always linger in their minds.
-Unlike ordinary monsters, ancient dragons have wisdom and knowledge that are not inferior to humans. When the forbidden head is destroyed, the manic Lanlong will probably calm down. In other words, the sooner you blow up that head, the sooner we will Safety.
The companions bet their safety on their own actions, and doing their best is the only option.
Hayata drank a bottle of walking medicine and accelerated his pace again.
“There’s no need to hide from anyone anymore, get to the ruins as quickly as possible!”
"Meow!"
Lanlong, who was chasing Gordon, suddenly coiled up in mid-air.
The purple-red spots on its body emit dazzling light in the night sky.
Gordon looked back from time to time while running wildly and confirmed Lan Long's movements. Based on his experience in dealing with Lan Long, Lan Long's attack methods can be roughly divided into three categories.
Breath attacks with controllable power and duration most often appear as extremely destructive silver torrents, and occasionally high-pressure water bombs with almost no warning.
Various storms, big tornadoes and small tornadoes, can be avoided if you are careful, but if they are sucked into the sky, you will die.
There are also relatively rare direct attacks with limbs, bites, tail strikes, spiral collisions with wind blades, etc., and their power is equally astonishing.
It can be said that no matter what kind of attack hits the front, it is basically a tragedy of instant serious injury or even death on the spot.
Hovering around, the whole body is shining, and the neck is tilted back.
This is undoubtedly a precursor to breathing.
Gordon did not speed up to escape, but stopped and turned around, his eyes locked on Lan Long in the air.
The range of the silver torrent breath can easily reach hundreds of meters. Running a few more steps is of little significance. It is better to carefully observe the opponent's movements and be prepared to dodge.
He even found time to drink a bottle of the drug.
Ever since he changed into the Tyrannosaurus suit, he felt like he was eating faster and faster.
“Woo—!”
The breath slashed down like a substantial silver sword. Gordon rolled to one side in time, and a deep mark nearly a hundred meters long was cut on the ground.
Violent water spray spurted out from it, almost forming a wall of water.
“Damn it, is it the most powerful gear right from the start?” Gordon cursed and jumped up from the ground, speeding up his steps.
Lanlong's blow breath is far from over.
The impact point of the silver torrent followed Gordon's running path and swept past. At the moment when the two were about to intersect, Gordon jumped and rolled again, narrowly avoiding the blow that could crush him.
At this point, the power of Misty Dragon's rapid breath has obviously weakened, but it is still enough to crack mountains and crack rocks.
It adjusted the direction of its breath and continued to shoot at Gordon who had just stood up.
"Again?!"
Time was short, and Gordon was not completely sure of avoiding the oncoming terrifying torrent.
Fortunately, the support shots from teammates arrived in time.
Amidst the sharp sound, the dragon's arrow entwined with fire pierced the night sky and struck at the side of Lan Long's head.
Lan Long suddenly turned his head, and the dragon arrow brushed against the gorgeous horn made of pure gold on the top of his head. It was swung away in a series of turbulent sparks and disappeared into the night sky.
“Tsk.”
Hilda quickly put away the Horned King's bow and quickly moved her position while licking her tongue and muttering to herself, "I shot too many arrows last time. Have you learned how to deal with it?"
The ancient dragon is worthy of being an ancient dragon, so he has to think of a way. "
Hilda's dragon arrow did not cause any substantial damage to Lan Long, but it also interrupted the latter's breath in advance.
It can be regarded as an indirect help to Gordon.
Lanlong's shining silver eyes turned and locked onto the ghostly figure leaping among countless rocks.
This guy also remembers it.
Lanlong swung his body and let out a long roar. The whirlwind quickly condensed and strengthened, turning into several tornadoes and shrouding the bow hunter.
Wherever the tornado passed, countless vegetation and shrubs were uprooted and torn apart, and even slightly smaller rocks could not avoid being involved.
Although this kind of power is not as powerful as breathing, it is enough to hang anyone.
Furthermore, in such a complex and fierce wind, trying to ensure the stability of the arrows was tantamount to talking in sleep. Hilda had to temporarily give up the plan of shooting and containment, and ran with all her strength to avoid the surrounding tornado.
After using the tornado to entangle the bow hunter, Lanlong turned his attention back to Gordon.
What the hunters couldn't imagine was that Lan Long, who had been unable to sleep due to the smell leaking from the ruins, had replayed the experience of being walked that night countless times.
This was just to divert attention and relieve the anxiety, but unexpectedly these guys actually came to the door again.
Then stay.
Lan Long raised his neck again, began to gather strength, and prepared to breathe out.
However, at this moment, two armor-piercing grenades were fired in succession. After a short delay, they exploded.
“Ouch!”
The sudden attack and explosion of fire startled Lanlong, and he suddenly turned towards the direction of the attack.
There is still one?
However, no living thing could be found wherever he looked.
After firing two crossbow shells, Anhil immediately dodged and hid behind a towering stone pillar, and quickly replaced the magazine of the penetrating shell for the King Tooth Cannon [Thunder].
At Hilda's suggestion, the ammunition he carried this time was mainly penetrating bullets.
Although based on the structure and design concept of this heavy crossbow, shotguns are the most suitable type of ammunition, considering that the opponent this time is an ancient dragon, it is better to be more cautious.
Even if it is "not the most suitable", the weapon quality of the King Tooth Cannon [Thunder] far exceeds that of the Mithril Rifle and the Artillery [Ominous Bird], and the power of the penetrating projectile fired cannot be underestimated.
Lanlong stared closely at the stone pillar. Although he didn't see it, his perception method was far more than just vision.
It can feel that there is "something" hiding behind the stone pillar. With a swing of its complicated spinous fins, the Lanlong swims quickly and flexibly like a fish in the water.
"It has found you! Run!" Hilda warned loudly, carefully looking for gaps in the tornadoes and trying to avoid them.
The reason why she has been able to hide from Lan Long's attention many times is, on the one hand, the "stealth" effect of the black suit, and more importantly, because she is extremely proficient in concealment techniques such as suppressing aura and operating silently.
Anhil is obviously not able to do this now. Just avoiding Lanlong's sight is useless!
Lanlong quickly circled half the stone pillar, opened his huge mouth, and a water ball the size of a tabletop shot out like a cannonball.
Anhil realized that he had been exposed and immediately ran at full speed. The whistling sound of water bombs piercing the air exploded behind his ears, and he immediately flew forward and fell down.
The water bombs hit the rocky ground a few meters behind Anhir. The broken rocks splashed and the intense water spray of a waterfall enveloped him.
(End of this chapter)