Chapter 723 Is it really useful? !
A person who has lost half a leg cannot run, so cutting off half the leg again and walking on the bone stubble of the broken leg sounds like a bad joke.
Regardless of whether this is actually possible, that kind of pain is not something any living thing can endure.
However, Tianhuilong just did it.
It flapped its stumps that could hardly be called "wings" and tried to fly.
The anger failed to burn out the Tianhuilong's sanity. It still had the strength to fight back before death, but it chose to leave.
Only in that way can revenge be achieved.
Every time the remaining wings are waved, the blood shed falls on the ground, like the **** footprints of a runner with a broken leg, so cruel that it makes one's scalp numb.
After the brief shock, the hunters tried every means to stop it.
Storm of crossbow shells, flash bombs, Elcat's flying bombs, and rocket bombs
Feng Ying even tried to use flying insects to fly into the air to attack, but ultimately failed.
Five meters, ten meters, twenty meters.
Tian Huilong's body is shaky and unstable, and it seems that it will fall at any time, but it still tries hard to wave its remaining wings, slowly but surely increasing its height.
He lowered his head and looked down at the hunters with his blood-soaked one eye. The cold hatred in his eyes was shocking.
Gordon stared at him, his palm clenching the hilt of the sword like a spasm. He squeezed out a sentence between his teeth: "Fire dye bombs and mark it. The injury is so severe that it can't fly far."
Anhil silently changed the magazine and fired the dye bomb.
However, everyone present knew that with the intelligence of the ancient dragon species and the complex terrain of Sky Mountain, it would be difficult to track this guy using dye bombs.
They seem to have seen the hellish scene where the sky is filled with scales, the dragon disease is sweeping across the continents, and countless monsters are going crazy and attacking the city.
This desperate scene made Gordon feel familiar.
Looking forward to support? No other Hayata can fall from the sky now.
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A breeze blows, and the broken prayer flags that can be seen everywhere in the forbidden area flutter. The small windmill inserted between the gaps in the hunters' armor also rotates with the wind.
The mountain wind was about to blow fiercely, and in just a few breaths, it turned from a light breeze that blew my ears into a wild mist that made people unsteady.
“Meow! Look, meow!” Pork Chop jumped onto Gordon’s shoulder armor, cheering and pointing to somewhere shrouded in dark clouds.
A huge airship shaped like a whale came riding on the wind.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
The leader’s laughter was faintly heard in the wind, “The monk was saying that the wind was blowing, and he urged us to come over and have a look. It seems that we came at just the right time!
Adjust course! Bump it! "
The processing officer in charge of the helm slammed the rudder, and the Isana turned the bow and rushed towards the Tianhuilong that was struggling to take off.
Blowed by the strong wind, the Isana's speed became faster and faster.
Tian Huilong also noticed this weird-looking big guy. It flapped its remaining wings desperately, trying to avoid the impact. However, the strong wind swept by made it very difficult for it to even maintain its basic balance, let alone dodge flexibly.
The big red whale hit the Tianhuilong with its head. The steel teeth in the whale's mouth, which were purely decorative, were deeply embedded in the Tianhuilong's body and stuck it firmly.
“Look at me! Hey!”
Isana raised her forging hammer high and slammed it against the dragon gun's activation mechanism.
Driven by high-pressure steam, the high-speed rotating steel sharp spear pierced out, penetrated through the huge wound in Tianhuilong's chest, and penetrated his chest.
"Roar-!"
“The bow of the ship is too heavy! Retract the dragon gun! Retract the dragon gun quickly!”
“Stuck! Can’t take it back!”
“Eaaah! It’s going to fall!”
“No way! Keep the rudder full and steady! The rudder full left!”
The brigade members on the Isana screamed and finally made an emergency landing in the forbidden area together with the body of the Tian Huilong.
The wind in the mountains is still strengthening. The strong wind blows through ancient prayer flags, tangled vines, strange-shaped floating rocks, and the entire Sky Mountain.
The ever-changing howling sounds of the wind gather together, this is the chorus of the wind.
The sky-wide powder that had shrouded the forbidden area for many days, and even the dark clouds high in the sky, were dispersed by this strong wind, and the golden and warm sunshine shone on the forbidden area.
The dissipation of scale powder and dark clouds brought a rest to the chorus of wind, and the surrounding wind became quiet.
The hunters looked at each other.
Looking at the corpse that exuded a magnificent luster like platinum in the sun, Gordon couldn't help but take off the small pinwheel that was stuck on his waist.
The small windmill whirred.
Gordon lifted up his visor and murmured to himself, "The protection of the wind is really useful, isn't it?"
The hunt ended in a somewhat unexpected way.
But no matter what, the source of the dragon epidemic was successfully solved, no one was sacrificed, and everyone returned to the village safely. These two points alone are enough for people to ignore those "uncritical details".
A basically complete ancient dragon corpse is of very high value, both in terms of material value and research value.
Under normal circumstances, hunters will try their best to transport it back to the city, where guild professionals and scholars will work together to dissect, decompose, and collect it. Only in this way can the value of the ancient dragon carcass be maximized.
It's a pity that Tianhuilong's corpse is not suitable for that.
Not to mention that every tissue in its body, from blood to scales, contains high-intensity Mad Dragon Virus. Even a dead corpse will become a terrifying source of infection.
Just the idea of "reincarnation" from a corpse is enough to make everyone alert to the highest level.
After Hayata hunted the Black Eclipse Dragon before, he stripped it and made a set of armors. The Heavenly Huilong was still able to regenerate from the wreckage.
Who can guarantee that nothing strange will be born from the corpse of this Celestial Dragon?
Take this thing back to Dongdoruma for dissection. If an ancient dragon or something comes out of the dissecting table, the great elder can eat them.
Hence, the hunters just carried out routine stripping, and asked Isana and the others to call the professor over.
The professor led his assistant, his disciple Alva, over with a lot of professional tools, performed an on-site dissection on the corpse of the Celestial Dragon, and collected many organ specimens.
Through this, the ecological information of Tianhuilong will be completed to a great extent.
These materials will be passed down to future generations in the form of detailed pictures and texts, so that later generations will not be like them and can only guess through a few vague proverbs and poems.
When all the stripping and dissection were completed, the huge carcass was burned to the ground while everyone watched.
During the burning process, Anhil and the others specially threw all the flame bombs and gunpowder into the fire as accelerants, striving to incinerate them more thoroughly.
This grand "cremation ceremony" lasted for most of the day, and by the time the fire dissipated, it was already late at night.
The hunters were very tired and sleepy, but no one left. Facing the burnt blackened skeleton, Gordon swung his sword and tried to chop it into pieces, but failed.
The bones of the ancient dragon species are astonishingly strong.
“Let’s go, it’s been burned clean enough.” The professor waved to the hunters.
“Huha—” Feng Ying yawned, and said a horrifying sentence with blurred eyes, “How can we be reborn from the ashes?”
Looking back at the charred skeleton, Gordon smiled with a smile on his face.
“Then I can only kill him again.”
(End of this chapter)