The successful tail docking gave Gordon some confidence in the outcome of the hunt.
Different from yesterday's hard battle, the initiative in today's battle was almost always in his own hands.
From using sonic bombs to pre-emptively attack, to feigning attacks from the front to lure the enemy, and attacking weak points from the side, the completely different hunting experience once again proves the importance of tactics when hunting monsters.
Perhaps because of the severe pain of having its tail cut off, the big strange bird got up faster. This pitiful big guy didn't lie on the ground for too long.
Gordon was worried that the big strange bird would fight back angrily after it got up, so he retreated in advance and kept a safe distance of several meters. Facts have proved that his caution was right.
The big strange bird's eyes turned red again within two minutes of returning to normal state.
Gordon felt that this should be the result of tail docking.
The familiar sulfurous gas accompanied by sparks shot out from the edge of the giant bird's huge beak. There was no doubt that this was a precursor to breathing.
Yesterday's severe burns left him with some psychological shadow.
Although the hot sand breath of the big strange bird has a short range, the splash range is really a bit large. In order to avoid being burned again, Gordon immediately put away his sword and began to retreat cautiously, while being ready to dodge at any time.
The big strange bird took an extra long time to prepare for this breath attack. The vague grunting sound like gargling echoed in its huge beak, and the scattered sparks in the gaps between the giant beak gradually turned into blazing flames.
Could this guy really be able to spit out a fireball like a fire dragon?
Gordon, who had retreated dozens of meters away, was cursing in his heart. His attention and energy were also concentrated to the extreme, alert to the attack that might come at any time.
"Googaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"
With a strange cry, the big strange bird that had been "charging" for a long time suddenly started to move.
The slender and powerful legs are pawing the ground, and the wings that are constantly flapping may be to maintain balance, or may be to assist in acceleration. The huge head is swinging left and right. It is like a drunken madman, rushing towards Gordon. Rushing here.
"What the hell?!"
Gordon cursed secretly and prepared the breath attack for a long time. Why did it suddenly turn into a "dragon chariot"?
Just when Gordon was about to swoop to dodge, a large ball of flame mixed with hot sand and gravel was thrown out by the big strange bird. It drew a parabola and hit a place six or seven meters away from Gordon.
Gordon's steps suddenly stopped.
Then came the second group, the third group, and the fourth group.
While the big strange bird swung its giant head left and right and ran wildly, it sprayed out multiple balls of hot sand breath, which landed on both sides of its collision path in a rather random manner.
This made Gordon dare not dodge at all.
The seemingly random "random" breath of the big strange bird is completely unpredictable. Once it is hit, no, as long as it is slightly affected by the hot sand with a very wide sputtering range, the dragon chariot following it will hit it. He crushed it into meatloaf!
This guy actually knows how to use his breath to block his escape route? ? !
Gordon stared at the big strange bird running wildly in shock. He knew in his heart that if he didn't do something, he could let Pig Chop help him prepare for his funeral.
You can't escape by turning around and running. With that distance, it's impossible for human legs to outrun the monster.
It is the most normal choice to gamble your luck by flying and rolling sideways. Do everything you can and then let fate take its course.
But Gordon didn't want to bet his life on luck.
It's okay to gamble with his life, but he is more willing to gamble on strength than gambling on luck!
Taking a deep breath, pressing it into his abdomen, and stabilizing his core, Gordon stared closely at the big strange bird that was rushing towards him. The giant scissors on his back were placed directly on his shoulders. As his heart pumped powerfully, blood rushed into his muscles. , the strength begins to gather.
Charging stance!
"If the power is strong enough and the timing is accurate enough, the charged slash can even directly cut down the flying dragon that flies over the hunter's head!"
This was what a high-ranking swordsman in the assembly told him while he was drinking and bragging.
Gordon dismissed it as an exaggeration at the time, but now, he plans to give it a try!
The big strange bird running wildly took huge strides. The injuries to its wings and legs, as well as the way it swayed from side to side, meant that its center of gravity was unstable.
As long as you can capture that moment!
Under the visor, Gordon's eyes narrowed slightly.
As the power level gradually increased, the distance between him and the big strange bird became closer and closer, ten meters, eight meters, five meters, two meters
It's now!
"ha!"
Gordon, whose muscles and joints were tense to the extreme, instantly released the same powerful slash that he had accumulated to the limit. The giant scissors turned into an afterimage with devastating force, broke the air, and slashed at the side of the big strange bird. face.
The huge head of the big strange bird was hit hard and tilted to one side. It had been relying on swinging its head and wings to maintain its center of gravity. It instantly lost its balance and fell over in front of the hunter.
When Zhupa, who was hiding in the distance and was anxious, saw this scene, he couldn't help but jump up with joy.
For Gordon in the past, the charged slash was the end of a series of attacks.
After all, humans are not machines. After releasing the energy accumulated to the limit in one breath, two or three seconds must be left to allow the muscles to "breathe".
But now, he inexplicably feels that the charged attack is just a "pre-emption".
The power accumulated before was not completely dissipated with the slash of the sword, but turned into a short-term "aftershock" that temporarily remained deep in the muscles.
Waiting to be reawakened, or dissipating after a few seconds.
In his mind, he recalled a move that the high-ranking great swordsman taught him in a daze after he was half drunk.
Kneeling on one knee with both legs bent, the arms, shoulders, and even the waist holding the hilt of the sword were tightened as much as possible to the right. The whole person was like a group of winches that had been twisted to the limit, and the winches were At the end of the wheel is a big sword with its tip pointing straight into the sky!
This is an advanced charging posture called "Strong Charged Slash".
As the muscles tightened again, the strength that had not been dissipated seemed to have returned, and even improved on the original basis, no, it was several!
The power accumulated to another level seemed to be about to escape Gordon's control. He roared and struck out with his strongest sword since he became a hunter at the big strange bird that had not yet been able to get up.
Strong charge and slash!
The giant scissors cut across a huge arc, chopping down with a powerful momentum that seemed to split the earth in two.
Due to the inability to accurately grasp this new power, the sword did not hit the left wing root joint where Gordon expected, but hit the wing bone of the big strange bird's left wing.
The carapace, skin, and fascia were all destroyed without any hindrance in front of the giant shears. The only thing that could stop the blade was the thick bones.
"Kara!"
Amidst the crisp sound of bones breaking, the wing bone of the big strange bird that was struck was bent at a weird angle. Looking at the tiny bone stubbles splashing out from the wound, Gordon knew that the left wing of the big strange bird was also broken. It is considered completely scrapped.
The miserable howling sound was endless, and the big strange bird, which had been hit hard again, bounced off the ground as if it had been electrocuted. Its huge wings fluttered and knocked Gordon back, but fortunately he was not injured.
Just when Gordon took a few steps away, preparing to face another wave of anger from the big strange bird, he was shocked to find out.
This guy actually turned around and limped away?
(End of chapter)
