Chapter 790 The counterattack begins
Two days ago, when Mr. Issa found Hayata in a heavy cargo airship, she was honing her sword skills in the volcanic zone facing the two dragon-slaying gates.
After learning the news that Gordon was in danger, she naturally gave up the mission immediately and came to the Ruins Plains to provide support.
The "Porter", under the command of Issa, rushed directly back from the volcano to the village of Berna without touching the ground to continue calling for help.
Isa believes that the power of two high-ranking hunters is far from enough to deal with the Black Flame King and even the possible Purple Poison Lady.
They also need more reinforcements.
After two days and nights of flight, the small airship carried by Hayata and Xianglan landed at the hunter's camp, which was almost bombed into ruins.
Looking at everything around her that was charred and burned, Hayata's heart stopped for two beats.
She was a little panicked, but it was only after Xianglan reminded her that she suddenly remembered that she could use a signal flare to transmit information, so she quickly took out the signal flare and fired it.
Shortly after, another signal flare rose in the distant sky.
This made her let out a long sigh of relief.
“I told Gordon and the others that nothing will happen to them, meow.” Xianglan licked her paws.
Hayata tightened the strap of her weapon, "Let's go!"
“锵!”
The sword blade collided with the claws for the umpteenth time.
Gordon roared, and while exerting force on his waist and legs, he started the dragon's energy engine to boost, deflecting the Black Flame King's claw attack.
Then he quickly took a big step forward, followed the inertia and swung the sword out, striking the Black Flame King's claws.
After confirming the signal of the arrival of reinforcements and letting Pig Pork send out his location information, Gordon's fighting style immediately became bold and even aggressive.
The movement no longer focuses on passive dodge and parry, but begins to attack the Black Flame King's claws more actively.
The dragon's claws are hard and the attack effect is very poor, but continuous attacks can effectively disrupt the balance of the Black Flame King suspended in mid-air and tire him out, forcing him to fall back to the ground.
This is the experience summed up from the struggle over the past few days.
However, the cost of doing so is to anger the Black Flame King, which will increase the intensity of the battle sharply.
His previous tactical purpose was to protect himself and conserve as much energy as possible for a protracted battle, so he did not often take the initiative to attack.
There is no need to worry about so much now.
The identity of the reinforcements is not yet certain. Whether they are Hayata, Anhir, or other high-ranking hunters, I can’t say that they will definitely be able to suppress the Black Flame King if they cooperate with each other, but at least they can put enough pressure on it.
It is best to force it to give up the pursuit and fly away. It is also a good way to destroy the wing membrane, weaken its flying ability and then retreat.
As for hunting and killing the Black Flame King, Gordon didn't think much about it.
He has always kept Mr. Issa's reminder in mind. The "dreadqueen" that has not yet appeared is like a large barrel of explosives that has the safety removed but has not yet been detonated.
If possible, it is better not to offend this “couple” to death.
A Black Flame King is enough to give people a headache, and with the addition of the surprisingly poisonous Purple Poison Lady, the entire Silverborder team can't be sure of it.
"Roar!"
Rolling to avoid the giant tail thrown by the Black Flame King, Gordon put the arrogant thoughts of "should I spare its life" behind him? There was no point thinking about it now. He might as well leave it until he could completely suppress it.
Stand up and slash, he attacks the pair of poisonous dragon claws again. Countless shallow and inconspicuous wounds are intertwined together, and a piece of the carapace on the dragon claws breaks off.
This is still not an "injury", but the important thing is that the tactic finally worked!
The Black Flame King, who had been hovering and entangled with Gordon for a long time, roared, landed on his feet and landed on the ground.
What you are waiting for is now!
Gordon quickly drank a bottle of ghost medicine that he had been saving for several days and was reluctant to use it. He entered the state of courage, shouldered the sword and charged it up at high speed.
Facing the sudden attack from the hunter and Ellu, the Black Flame King reacted very quickly, and even seemed to have been prepared for it.
It suddenly raised its body and vibrated its wings, took a deep breath, and while spitting out a ball of solid flames, it leaped back a short distance.
Countless life-and-death fights have made it more cunning than any monster Gordon has ever faced. It clearly has the ability to fight head-on, but it chooses to trick its opponent with its skills.
But the dealings and struggles that Gordon and the others have been doing these past few days are not in vain.
The moment the Black Flame King raised his chest and flapped his wings, Gordon immediately interrupted his power-charging action, continuously slid sideways, and raised his sword into a defensive posture.
Pork Chops quickly burrowed into the ground to avoid attacks.
The ball of flames fell to the ground, exploded, and then triggered continuous explosions over a considerable area.
Gordon endured the aftermath of the explosion, but because he distanced himself in time, he was not seriously injured.
The same goes for the pork chop, which is digging forward quickly in the ground.
At the moment when the explosion flames dissipated and the remaining flames lingered, it broke through the ground in front of the Black Flame King, flew out, and clawed at the latter's face like crazy.
The Black Flame King roared and shook his head, throwing the pork chop away.
Pork Chop rolled over and landed on the ground. After a fierce "Meow!" sound, it pounced again. This time it aimed at the dragon wings, or wing membranes, of the Black Flame King.
The Black Flame King's attention was distracted for a moment by this violent little guy who was no bigger than his own toes.
Gordon took the opportunity to charge up his sword and adjusted his position with a long sliding step. The moment the Black Flame King turned its head, he got in front of its head.
Hurry up and slash forward!
The fighting spirit condensed, the dragon energy spurted out, and a heavy sword fell **** the Black Flame King's forehead.
"Roar-!"
The scales shattered, blood spattered, and the Black Flame King let out a painful howl.
Inheriting the "ancestral" weakness of the Fire Dragon clan, the carapace on the head of the Black Flame King is also not that thick. The attack effect of this sword is quite excellent, and it can even be said to be the most effective attack in the past few days.
Taking advantage of the remaining strength and inertia, Gordon twisted his waist and swung his arm, swinging the sword horizontally.
Strong sweep and slash!
The Black Flame King's head was smashed to one side again. This feeling of being attacked one after another made it extremely angry.
Just a mere prey!
“Roar, ow, ow, ow—!”
Golden red flames swirled in its mouth. It raised its head and opened its sword, then opened its mouth to bite Gordon.
Gordon immediately lowered his body, stepped forward and slid forward, taking the risk of getting under the Black Flame King.
It may be that the blood flowing on his face interfered with his vision, but it was probably more that his anger confused his judgment. The Black Flame King actually failed to realize that the hunter had "disappeared" from him at the first time.
It strode forward, swung its head left and right, and took several bites. Gordon, who had passed through its legs and reached its tail, wasted no time and quickly switched to charging postures.
Suddenly realizing something, the Black Flame King turned around suddenly, but it was already too late.
"ha!"
Facing the dragon's head that just turned in front of him, [He Yao] couldn't help but laugh out loud from under the visor of his helmet.
Really charged attack!
The first sword that he used to move his body into the air was avoided by the Black Flame King's conditioned reflex to shrink his head.
But it doesn’t matter.
Among all the sword moves of the great sword, the second blow of the True Charged Slash was the most powerful. It landed on the top of the Black Flame King's head accurately and directly smashed its head to the ground. The powerful impact penetrated the skull and shook it. brain.
Caught off guard and suffered heavy injuries, the Black Flame King howled miserably and fell to the ground.
(End of this chapter)