Chapter 722: Broken Wings
Under two consecutive heavy blows that almost cut off the dragon's wings, the dizzy Tianhui Long's whole body twitched like an electric shock, and he suddenly woke up.
It subconsciously used its two strongest wing claws to support the ground and tried to stand up, but this further tore the wound at the joint of its left wing. With a miserable howl, it fell back to the ground.
Gordon swung his sword, scarlet fighting spirit wrapped around it, and then turned it back behind him. The fighting spirit stirred up and activated the beast soul possession.
The combination of the potion and Beast Su's fighting spirit burning skills made Gordon feel like the blood all over his body was boiling.
He strode to the joint of the left wing, shouldered the sword and entered the charging posture, preparing for the most powerful true charging attack.
The fighting spirit is burning, the armor dragon energy is spurting out, and the sword's engine is roaring. With such momentum, even the ancient dragon species Tian Huilong feels a suffocating threat.
Struggling to hold up the head with the only remaining horn, purple-black flames condensed between its teeth.
It prepares to bombard enemies at close range with its flaming breath.
Gordon was naturally aware of Tianhuilong's movements. He hesitated for a moment, then tensed his muscles with all his strength and continued to prepare for the true charged attack.
The battle has progressed so far, and both sides have incurred considerable losses, but overall, the hunter side has gradually gained the upper hand.
If he could cut off the dragon's wings at this time and cut off the possibility of Tianhuilong's escape, then the final victory would be basically certain.
But once this opportunity is missed, with the ancient dragon's IQ, it will be too difficult to repeat the old tricks. Whether it is flash bombs, supernovas, or dragon-controlling stunts, it will be difficult to work.
When the time comes, it insists on running, and there is no way for me and others to stop it.
As for the consequences of giving up dodge, Gordon has also been mentally prepared.
With the defensive performance of [He Yao], he should not be killed in one blow. There is no time to hesitate now!
Trade injury for life!
The fighting spirit wrapped around the red-winged sword became brighter and brighter, and the flame bombs in Tianhui Long's mouth had also been condensed.
Just when the big sword in Gordon's hand was about to be chopped down, Tian Huilong opened its huge mouth toward his back.
“Really charged attack!”
With the determination that this might be the last time he swings his sword in his life, Gordon roared and swung his sword down.
As if responding to his will, the dragon's aura gushing out from [He Yao] and the red-winged sword was brighter than ever before, and the dark flames from the engine nozzle seemed to be able to burn the eyes.
The heavy sword fell in a flash.
The huge shock force from the hilt of the sword made him realize that the head of the sword had cut into the ground.
Gordon had a satisfied smile in his eyes.
This sword cannot miss. The reason why the big sword cuts into the ground means that the "obstacle" between the sword blade and the ground has been completely cut off.
His mission is accomplished.
“Boom!”
There was an ear-shattering explosion behind him, but the expected severe pain and shock did not come. Gordon realized something and turned around suddenly.
Arriving in time, holding a large shield with both hands and catching the breath of the flaming bullet, Will grinned at him.
Gordon was slightly stunned.
Compared to the ecstasy of escaping from death, the first thought that flashed through his mind at this time was - so the shield is so useful?
“Be careful!” Anhil’s loud warning came from the distance.
The Tianhuilong whose left wing was cut off seemed to be further aroused in its ferocity. It roared wildly, and a large flare flashed on the ground beneath it.
“Boom, boom, boom!”
The shock wave of the explosion pushed back Gordon and others nearby, and Tianhuilong took advantage of the blast wind to get up and leap back a long distance.
“Pursue! Wrap around it, it can’t escape!”
The scene where Gordon was about to bite the bullet just now reminded him of some memories. If the monster hadn't been there, he would have given this guy a good beating.
But now, this anger can only be directed at the ancient dragon in front of him.
Activating the ghost-human transformation, Julius quickly rushed to the front of Tianhuilong and slid around, avoiding the former's bite, and came to the side of the neck to swing the blade wildly.
Hayata and several other faster swordsmen followed closely behind, and they all chose the left side to attack.
The four-legged body structure allows Tianhuilong to maintain a stable center of gravity and extremely high flexibility during ground activities even after losing half of its left wing.
But it is obviously not too accustomed to this mode of action, and it has exposed many more flaws.
If the hunters' previous sieges were more focused on maneuvering and restriction, then now, they finally began to gradually suppress the target.
Tianhuilong also realized this.
It is very clear that if it cannot break through the predicament, it will be surrounded and killed here.
"Roar!"
The Heavenly Huilong roared upward, and under its arousal, the virus scale powder scattered around was activated again, and the deep purple light bloomed, turning into a flare that was about to detonate.
Hunters spread out and dodge.
Hunting has entered the current stage, and what needs to be done is no longer to take risks to open up the situation, but to strive for stability.
However, the hunters were surprised and even a little panicked by what Tianhuilong did next.
After forcing them back by detonating scale powder, Tianhuilong actually spread its incomplete wings again, flapped them hard, and tried to take off.
Nearly 50% of the left wing was lost, and the remaining wing membrane was damaged in many places under the continuous attacks of the shooters' fragmentation bombs and flame bombs. How can it still fly?
“Stop it!” Gordon yelled.
The archers opened fire with all their strength, and the swordsmen also launched a desperate charge against the constant bursts of flares.
"Roar-!"
The Tianhuilong kicked its limbs **** the ground, and relied on its strong muscle power to jump into the air more than ten meters high. Then it waved its broken wings with all its strength, trying to stabilize its flight attitude.
Unfortunately, Tianhuilong does not have the ability to control airflow like Lanlong.
No matter how hard it tries to control it, it can't maintain its balance when half of its left wing is cut off, just like a person who has half of his leg broken can't run.
After barely staying in the air for a few seconds, it completely lost its balance, crashed into the cliff, and fell to the ground.
There is no better opportunity to attack.
The same thought flashed through the minds of all hunters—get rid of it now!
Gordon charged at full speed in front of Tenhuiryu and entered the charging posture while drawing his sword. Julius turned on the ghost-human transformation. Will raised his spear and stabbed at full speed. Hayata waved the sword into an afterimage, and the air blade hit him continuously. Flesh and blood flew everywhere.
Feng Ying inserted her sword into the shield and prepared to transcend. The two shooters fired wildly regardless of the red heat of the muzzle. Even Aiden, cats and dogs rushed over to join the attack.
With another powerful strike, Tian Huilong's head had become bloody, one of his glasses was blinded, and the other was covered in blood.
Hayata and Feng Ying locked the right wing. The previous scene where Tianhuilong maintained its flying posture for several seconds only on its right wing was mind-numbing.
They are going to cut off this wing too!
“Ji Ga—!”
The Tianhuilong, which was severely injured and already very weak, suddenly stood up, waving its claws from left to right like crazy, biting randomly, forcing the hunters back.
The hunters who were also panting slightly distanced themselves slightly, wary of the **** ancient dragon's final counterattack before it died.
Dragon carriage? Breath? Or some other powerful move?
However, there are none.
Under the unbelievable gazes of the hunters, Tian Huilong suddenly turned around and bit his right wing. Following the wounds made by the sword and shield axe, he bit off the joints and tore off the right wing.
Two broken wings, balanced.
(End of this chapter)