hunt and eat

Chapter 13
"Pay attention. Although it doesn't have an individual name yet, the difficulty of this frost-winged wind dragon will definitely not be lower than that of an ordinary level [-] disaster beast."

Layton tightly held the huge hammer in his hand, and under his solid muscles, the crackling sound of bones sounded one after another.

"Little guys, do you want to participate?" Layton grinned after glancing at the teenagers beside him.

"If it is a flying dragon, it must be delicious."

Guta didn't seem to have heard Layton's words, but just stared straight at the approaching frost-winged dragon, drooling continuously.

Oh, don't you have any sense of fear?
Immerse yourself completely in your own desires...

This kid is indeed that kind of "monster"!

There was a sigh in his heart, but nothing unusual appeared on Layton's face. He waved his big arm and commanded the long-range strikers in the team to launch an attack.

"Aim at the base of that guy's wings and drag it into the ground!"

Numerous heavy crossbows began to charge and reload, and a few hunters using longbows and light crossbows pointed at the sky alertly, ready to respond at any time.

There is no way, at this distance, only the heavy crossbow can hit it right now.

Three seconds later, countless flying bullets, like meteors all over the sky, hit the frost-winged wind dragon in the sky.

A shrill roar sounded, and a large amount of frost sprayed out from the glands in the chest, wings, and even the tail, freezing the shotguns that approached one after another.

"Continue! It won't be released a second time in a short time!"

Layton shouted loudly.

Sure enough, there was a rain of grenades mixed with a few sharply weakened bows and arrows. The frost-winged dragon did not release the frosty air before, and was hit by a large area of ​​its wings, and fell unsteadily towards the village under its feet.

"Ordinary people are looking for places to hide, and the rest of the hunters will follow me!"

Layton didn't have the slightest sense of shame for bullying the few, and led the crowd towards the opponent.

It doesn't matter what happens at ordinary times, but once he enters the crusade, he will do everything possible to complete the crusade against the Calamity Beast with the least loss and the highest efficiency.

This is his basic quality as the leader of the hunting group.

"Slash type, destroy its wings for me... Those of the strike type, come with me and destroy the ice bag on the opponent's chest!" Layton roared angrily.

As a special individual of Fengpiaolong, Frostwing Windpiaolong also has a special organ called ice bag in its body, which can produce ultra-low temperature special liquid after reacting with water in the body, and then pass it through the glands outside the body Discharge, forming frost and cold air.

This is also their most threatening method. Ordinary hunters, if they do not take adequate precautions against the cold, may freeze to death instantly when touched.

Therefore, if you want to defeat the Frostwing Wind Drifter, finding a way to destroy its freezing bag is definitely the first priority.

As soon as it landed on the ground, countless slashes landed on the oil film-like wings of the frost-winged wind dragon one after another, and bloody wounds were torn out in an instant.

Feeling the damage to the wing membrane, the furious Frostwing Fengpiaolong opened its mouth wide and bit the young hunter standing beside his neck.

Dressed in snow-white clothes, it was the ancient tower wearing the Snow Lion King suit.

"careful!"

Layton's pupils shrank, and he speeded up again while gritting his teeth.

No way, as a strike type hunter, because of his size and the weight of his weapon, his speed has never been as fast as those purely slash type hunters.

"Ah, are you hungry? I really can't help you..."

Leaning back slightly, Guta avoided being bitten, looked at the pair of big mouths that were close at hand, and casually threw a few dark things into it.

Feeling the foreign object in its mouth, Frostwing Fengpiaolong was slightly taken aback, chewed involuntarily, and then...

A dull explosion came from its mouth.

Accompanied by a whine, the Frostwing Wind Piaolong suddenly opened its mouth wide, and exhaled a large puff of thick black smoke.

The teeth that were originally sharp like jagged teeth were already uneven at this time, and the scarlet tongue was directly missing half.

The few black coal balls that Guta threw just now were the grenade ammunition he had just borrowed from the heavy crossbow hunter to research.

Once it is oppressed by external force, it will explode instantly.

"Good guy!"

Layton frowned, looking at this sudden change, he almost didn't react.

But soon, knowing what he needed to do at this moment, he picked up the sledgehammer again, and jumped a few steps towards the frost-winged wind dragon with its head hanging down.

When passing by Guta, Layton turned his head to look at him on purpose.

"We have to pull this guy into the team, he is definitely the main force of the hunting group in the future."

Layton muttered in his heart, but his hand didn't stop. The heavy hammer made a fierce sound of wind, and landed on the chest of the Frostwing Wind Drifting Dragon.

The Frostwing Wind Piaolong, which suffered a violent blow to its chest, had no chance to release the frosty air it needed to survive again.

Even if he wanted to flap his wings and fly away the group of hateful grasshoppers, he found that at some point, his wing membrane had been nailed to the ground by nooses and long cones, and he couldn't move easily.

The loud and clear dragon cry like a bird of prey rang out again, bringing out waves of sound waves visible to the naked eye, and blowing away all the hunters who were bound together with the ropes on their bodies.

Frostwing Wind Piaolong looked fiercely at the leader Layton and the innocent Guta, and the cold air escaped from his mouth.

It was these two guys who hurt him the most just now, and it has completely hated it.

The cold air was like a dragon's breath, and it spewed straight towards Layton and the ancient tower not far away.

Both of them ran wildly in a circle, leading a large frost trail behind them.

"Remote class, continue!"

"Flashbang ready to shoot!"

Because of Fengpiaolong's excellent eyesight, it is particularly sensitive to all luminous objects. Once it encounters strong light, it will fall into a state of dizziness.

Leader Layton, who is familiar with this point, will naturally not let this weakness go.

However, at the next moment, a sudden change occurred!

The huge beak-shaped beak bit the ancient tower, which was slightly slower, and intense icy air gushed out of the mouth almost at the same time.

"Boy, get out of the way!" Realizing that the target of the attack was not him, Layton suddenly turned around and shouted to remind the boy behind him.

Without responding to the uncle with an incomparably loud voice, or in other words having no time to pay attention to him, Guta bent his legs and jumped up high.

The icy impact brushed against his shoes, and hit the fence not far away, turning into ice lumps in an instant.

However, even if he escaped the frosty breath by jumping up, under the ancient pagoda, that hideous big mouth was still waiting for him.

All seemed futile and death was inevitable.

As his body gradually fell towards the ferocious dragon's mouth that was completely opened, his eyes were silent.

The strong breath of death almost drowned all his senses.

At that moment, out of the instinct to survive, all his mind was focused on one thing.

Swing the knife!

The rough bone knife made of unknown bones cut a huge semicircle in midair, and with a frighteningly strong wind, it slashed on the upper jaw of the Frostwing Wind Dragon without any fanfare.

The picture seemed to be still for a moment, but soon, accompanied by the crackling sound of metal cracking, the wide-bladed bone knife in Guta's hand exploded directly.

What exploded at the same time was the upper jaw of the Frost Wing Wind Dragon that broke off in response to the sound.

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(End of this chapter)