Chapter 484 Is This Bad or Not?

The place where the airship crashed was indeed not far away.

The last time they came, they passed by here in order to find the two missing persons, Professor and Alva. Both Gordon and Ansel remembered the terrain nearby very clearly.

After going around a small mountain and following a naturally formed rugged mountain road, in less than ten minutes, Ansel arrived at the place where the airship crashed, a wide platform located halfway up the mountain.

After scanning the surroundings and confirming that there were no monsters within the range of vision, Ansel quickly ran to the pile of wreckage that was two times more broken than when he came before.

The supplies in the cabin were turned over in a mess and scattered everywhere.

Could it be that a small monster like a dog dragon had visited?

The relevant thought flashed through Ansel's mind, and then he threw it aside. He didn't care about what the airship supplies were lost or what small monsters had come.

His footsteps kept coming to the relatively intact stern wreckage of the airship.

This part of the structure is very solid. It has experienced the baptism of storms and the breath of the mist dragon, fell from a high altitude, and been exposed to the wind and sun for more than a month. It has not completely fallen apart?

An Xier secretly praised the craftsmanship of the craftsman who built this airship, climbed up the wreckage with his hands and feet, and came to the deck.

The last less than ten square meters of the broken deck was full of cracks and damage. Moss had grown between the gaps in the wooden boards, and even a new sapling could be seen emerging from it.

It is estimated that these fast-growing plants will crush this last part of the wreckage in a short time.

An Xier's eyes turned to the end of the stern armor. The heavy crossbow that the hunters had high hopes for was still firmly fixed there and looked very intact.

An Xier jumped over the crack on the deck and came to the heavy crossbow.

He immediately checked the crossbow bow and crossbow string. These are the two most critical parts. If any of them is seriously damaged, there is no need to think about it. Just send a signal to let the companions find another way.

Fortunately, the crossbow made of soft steel and the crossbow string made of metal wire have survived the wind and rain of these days. Although there are some rust, they are still intact.

There is an obvious crack on the hardwood crossbow. If it is fired with a full bow, it is estimated that it will not last more than a few times.

An Xier did not care about this. He did not need to fire the crossbow many times. It was enough to fire it once.

After picking a small mushroom growing on the crossbow, he was about to lift the crossbow handle, and then his expression suddenly froze.

Stuck.

An Xier reluctantly lifted the crossbow handle up and down, and tried to turn it left and right. His face suddenly turned a little dark.

After carefully checking the two movable bearings under the crossbow body and on the bed crossbow base, they were severely deformed. Unless you spend a lot of effort to replace new components, you can't expect to rotate flexibly.

After trying it twice again, An Xier finally confirmed that the current pitch angle of this heavy bed crossbow is only about 20 degrees, and the horizontal angle is zero. The bearings on the base are completely stuck.

You should know that when this bed crossbow is in good condition, the pitch angle is close to 120 degrees, and the horizontal angle can be rotated 360 degrees at will.

An Xier was a little confused. Is this usable or not?

After struggling for two seconds, he gritted his teeth.

It can be used! Why can't it be used? As long as the restraint bullet can be fired out, it will be usable! At worst, let Gordon spend some effort to lead Lanlong to the front of the bed crossbow.

Speaking of which, where is the restraint bullet?

An Xier looked around and soon found the restraint bullet described by Alva.

It took some time to untie the rope of the restraint bullet that was tangled into a ball, coil it up, and then carefully check whether the lock between the rope and the crossbow arrow is secure.

After confirming that there was no problem, he used the creaking and barely usable winch to pull the crossbow string of the heavy bed crossbow little by little, and finally placed the crossbow arrow of the restraint bullet on it, completing all preparations.

"Hope it goes well." Ansir muttered, unfolded the King's Tooth Cannon, and fired a armor-piercing grenade into the sky.

The armor-piercing grenade flew into the night sky, exploding a ball of fire.

Next, there was a long wait of nearly a quarter of an hour.

Finally, the sound of hurried footsteps and the whistling of the wind came from the direction of the mountain road where he came from.

Gordon, who was more embarrassed than before, rushed out from the end of the mountain road and came to the platform, "Here! Here! Prepare to fire!"

The Lanlong, shining with purple and red spots, followed closely behind. It kept hissing and was extremely angry. The distance between the two was less than 20 meters, and Gordon was about to be caught up.

"You should fire quickly!" Gordon shouted.

Ansir had no choice but to respond loudly, "The shooting angle is limited, you can only shoot from the front, and the elevation angle is less than 20 degrees!"

"What are you talking about?" Gordon, who focused most of his energy on escaping and being vigilant against Lanlong's attack, said he didn't understand.

But Ansir didn't say these words to him.

Following closely behind Lanlong, Hilda, who came to the platform, shot several arrows in succession, helping to distract Lanlong and said, "It means to lead Lanlong to the front of the bed crossbow, and don't fly too high!"

"Understood!"

Gordon realized that the heavy bed crossbow had a malfunction, so he had to follow Hilda's instructions and ran in the direction pointed by the front of the bed crossbow.

However, at this time, Lanlong, who had been chasing closely behind it, suddenly stopped, hovered in the air, and observed the surroundings vigilantly.

——It noticed something abnormal. The purpose of the hunters' actions was too obvious. They obviously wanted to take it somewhere.

After seeing the pile of empty boat wreckage, Lan Long's suspicion became more obvious.

It wasn't going to do what the hunters expected.

The gray giant dragon hovering in the sky tilted its neck back, opened its huge mouth, and began to breathe out, preparing to completely smash the wreckage of the airship in one breath.

Without thinking, Hilda immediately threw the flashbang.

While sliding his bow to prepare for the dragon arrow, he shouted, "Gordon! Help Ancil adjust the direction!"

Gordon, who had rushed to the wreckage of the airship, looked back and saw Lanlong, who was temporarily confused due to the glare of the bright light in the sky, and immediately understood what Hilda meant.

Do you think you think too highly of me?

Gordon, who was cursing secretly in his heart, did not stop at all. He rushed to the wreckage of the airship at full speed, pressed his arms against the wreckage, roared and began to exert force.

"Drink!"

The muscles all over his body bulged together with the armor. The power of the Tyrannosaurus armor was brought into full play by him at this moment.

The steel spikes at the bottom of the boots bit deeply into the soil. Pushed by the powerful muscle force, two deep grooves were plowed into the ground under their feet.

"Ahhhh——!"

Amidst the roaring roar of a wild beast, only a small part of the wreckage of the airship weighing several tons was pushed and slowly rotated.

Hilda, who shot the dragon arrow, looked at this scene and couldn't help but tremble at the corners of her eyes.

I asked you to help push the bed crossbow, but who asked you to push the airship? !

Forget it, the result is almost the same

Anhil, who held the handle of the crossbow on the bed tightly with both hands, shouted in surprise: "Come on! There's still forty degrees left! Twenty degrees! It's almost!"

The veins on Gordon's forehead were beating crazily as if they were about to burst. At this time, he couldn't listen to any words. He could only use his best strength to keep pushing!

That's it now!

At the moment when the sight caught the Lanlong that was constantly coiling in the air and locked it, Ancier pulled the trigger hard.

“Buzz——!”

Amidst the wild sound of the metal crossbow string, the thick crossbow arrow with a ferocious barb turned into an afterimage. In the blink of an eye, it spanned a space of only tens of meters and shot through the main fin on the back of the mist dragon.

The rope connecting the crossbow bolt to the wreckage of the airship was quickly released.

"Gawuwu——!"