Chapter 1586 The Strongest Blow
While the four Yinbian people suppressed the black dragon head-on, several other people were not idle either.
Gail and Oshula, whose combat styles are quite similar to some extent, completely abandoned the shooter's most critical long-range advantage and got close to the black dragon.
Nothing else matters.
There is only one thing they have to do now, and that is to shoot as many crossbow projectiles as possible into the black dragon's chest and abdomen, which has become fragile after losing its outer armor, as quickly as possible!
Even Aiden and Julius, who were in charge of the guerrillas, came to the front.
Pour a bottle of dark purple chaos blade potion on the [Red Dragon Tear Fang], Aiden took a deep breath, rushed to the side of the black dragon's head, and unleashed a series of swift and sharp slashes.
Sword dance!
Julius also activated the ghost-human transformation, and the weapons in their hands almost turned into blurry balls of light, slashing at the target like a violent wind and rain.
“Try this meow!”
Pig Chop held up a cone-shaped rocket bomb, and with a swipe of his paw, he lit up the fuse.
Amidst the sharp whistling sound, the rocket bomb dragged its long tail flame into the wound on the black dragon's flank, triggering a violent explosion from the inside.
Babakar pushed a mini mobile artillery from nowhere, screamed and fired continuously at the black dragon.
Compared to the two of them, the methods used by Sandstone and Mushroom are much more "plain".
Sandstone, who has a calm personality, is very excited at this time.
Its purpose in leaving its hometown is to challenge stronger monsters and pursue the pinnacle of martial arts.
Is there a better opponent than the Black Dragon in this world?
“Meow!”
He picked up the heavy protective shield in his hand and hit it hard on the black dragon’s toes. It didn’t matter if the effect was not obvious. It exerted all its strength and hit the black dragon one after another. Smashing.
A crazy attitude that will not stop until the toe is broken off.
Mushroom carried the plundering knife on his back, climbed onto the back of the black dragon along his hind legs, and crawled towards the head of the black dragon.
Feng Ying said before that she wanted to take off the evil eye of the black dragon.
Then I have to try my best today, meow!
Even Xianglan pulled out the cat sword that had not been used for a long time, came to the tip of the black dragon's tail, and stabbed it a few times.
Under the siege of everyone, the black dragon looked even more embarrassed.
According to its original plan, it was to prepare a conservative response, continue to accumulate energy, and then use the tribulation fire again to burn these damn bugs to ashes in one breath.
But if the current momentum continues, if I don't do something, I'm afraid I will really be bitten to death by these insects.
Before, it just felt strange and didn't pay much attention to it, but now I think about it.
Why did something with the aura of those two guys fall into the hands of these tiny bipedal creatures?
Could it be
For the first time in its long life, it felt some strange emotions.
That's fear.
But this fear only existed for a very short moment before it was burned away by the burning anger.
The black dragon roared and turned its body, its long and powerful tail sweeping around it, forcing the besieging hunters back.
Feng Ying raised her shield towards Chong, resisted the tail attack, and was about to continue the offensive when she saw the black dragon standing up.
Heat radiated from the gaps in the carapace and wounds all over his body, and the surrounding temperature rose a lot.
Realizing that Black Dragon was preparing some powerful move, Feng Ying and Hayata subconsciously stepped back and opened some distance. However, they were shocked to find that Gordon not only did not retreat, but instead took a few steps forward.
Get close to the black dragon's chest, pick up the sword, and enter the charging posture.
Hayata stretched out her hand in panic and was about to shout something.
The black dragon has lowered its head, and blazing dragon flames spurt out from its mouth, falling on the ground and turning into billowing heat waves that sweep around.
Gordon could feel that the high temperature was passing through the protection of the armor, penetrating into it, and the skin all over his body was severely burned in an instant, and it might be completely charred within a few seconds.
By then, he will be completely dead.
But his perception of pain and everything around him seemed to be completely blocked.
Hesitation? fear? And any kind of superfluous emotion does not exist in his mind.
With the impact of the flame wave, the preparation for charging is completed instantly.
With a silent roar, the [Dragon Strike] sword cut through the flames and hit the black dragon's chest hard.
Under the high temperature from the inside to the outside, the scales and flesh on the black dragon's chest were as fragile as a piece of paper, which also made Gordon's attack truly charged and cut deeper than ever before.
The soft touch along the hilt of the sword made him realize that he seemed to have cut some of the black dragon's internal organs.
The continuous breathing was interrupted, and the black dragon trembled violently and fell heavily to the ground.
Gordon pulled out the sword with force, and as the blade moved, the dragon's blood spattered all over his body, and was absorbed by the [Crazy Pattern] at an unprecedented speed.
The burnt red skin was almost stuck to the hot armor. Most of the injuries, which would not be surprising if an ordinary person died on the spot, recovered in a very short period of time.
Even if wearing [Crazy Patterns], this recovery speed is absolutely abnormal.
But Gordon had no time to think about this at this time.
The powerful attack was interrupted, and the black dragon suffered heavy injuries and fell to the ground, but it was not dead yet.
Gordon stepped forward and came to the black dragon's head. His armor "sizzled" all over his body, exuding scorching heat waves, but he seemed not to feel it at all.
He chewed up the strange power pill in his mouth. When his energy and blood surged, he swung his sword horizontally, stirred up his fighting spirit, and activated the beast soul to possess him.
Seeing that Gordon could still move normally, the panic in Hayata's eyes dissipated and was replaced by a trace of worry.
But now is not the time to dwell on that. She exhaled softly, dispelling the distracting thoughts in her heart, and also came to the black dragon's head, holding the knife and gathering strength.
As for Feng Ying, she thought even less.
Seeing Gordon slashing the black dragon's chest while holding his breath, he could still move freely without any abnormality.
After shouting "Master Gordon is the best in the world!", he also rushed to the black dragon's head.
While pulling out the slashing sword and the large shield, and combining them into a giant axe, Feng Ying activated the [Dragon Pattern] again, and the red dragon armor was fully awakened.
As the visor fell, her temperament also changed. The previous joy and excitement disappeared, replaced by creepy coldness and greed.
“Death!”
Driven by the endless thirst for life energy, the giant ax wreathed in red lightning carried a ferocious aura that was about to chop off the black dragon’s head in one go. Smashed down hard.
"Kachacha——"
The heart-wrenching sound of bones and armor breaking into pieces.
The moment the giant ax fell, Hayata, who had refined his sword energy to the limit, opened his eyes.
The blade pops out of its scabbard.
Her movements are difficult to capture with the naked eye. It seems that when she draws the sword, the blade has returned to the scabbard.
Only three arcs of light remained solid in the air, proving that she had struck out three swords in an instant.
As the sword grid clicked into the scabbard, there was a crisp "click" sound, and a large amount of blood spurted out.
At this time, Gordon also completed all preparations before the attack.
[Dragon Strike] On the big sword, the dark purple evil pupils trembled excitedly, as if they were constantly urging him to strike down this sword quickly.
“Shut up.”
Gordon shouted hoarsely, and then released the strongest blow.
The moment the sword blade came into contact with the dragon's horn, the raging burst of dragon-attribute energy almost enveloped the black dragon's entire head.
The dark rigid horn that seemed to be able to pierce the sky also broke completely, spinning and falling on the ground not far away.
“Bang!”
With a not-so-loud cannon blast, a dye bomb fell on the fallen black dragon, exploding a cloud of pink mist.
This is the agreed signal.
The three Gordons immediately put away their weapons and flew back.
After a short delay, heavy artillery shells, exploding crossbow bolts, and seemingly endless diffusion bombs and armor-piercing grenades enveloped the black dragon's body. (End of this chapter)