Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

The work of reconciliation continued until late at night.

Gordon originally planned to go hunting for herbivorous dragons nearby and get some raw meat back to barbecue, but he couldn't spare the time right now, so he had to deal with it with the food he brought.

"Finally finished meow!"

As soon as he encountered the relevant explosives, the energetic pork chop raised its two little paws high.

In front of it were four giant explosive barrels over one meter high.

The appearance of these bombs is not very good-looking. The old barrels are covered with patches of wooden slats and planks, but their power cannot be underestimated.

According to Pig Chop, it has absolute confidence that the power of these bomb barrels will not be inferior to those standardized large barrels of bomb G sold in the store.

Enough to blow up a horned dragon.

Gordon believes in the hands-on ability of pork chops, but the problem is that the use of such large explosive bombs is not as convenient as small props such as sonic bombs.

It is impossible to carry it with you. To use this thing, you can only match it with traps or terrain, and arrange it in advance.

"Gordon, don't worry meow!" Pork Chop puffed up his small chest and said with his claws on his hips: "All the setting of the bombs and the arrangement of the traps can be left to meow!

When the arrangement is completed, I will go to Gordon Meow, and together we will introduce a dragon into the trap and fry it Meow Meow! "

As if to prove that he has the ability to set up the bomb barrel by himself, Zhu Chop deliberately came to a large barrel of bomb G, and after a loud "meow", he actually lifted the bomb barrel.

Holding the bomb barrel aloft, and running around in circles for a while, Zhu Chop put down the bomb again, held his head high, and said, "This is not what it used to be, meow!"

Gordon's eye twitched.

Even if he repeatedly raised his expectations, he still underestimated the growth of pork chops.

Is this guy so strong now? !

Repenting for a second for his previous contempt, Gordon brought the two traps he had just made, handed them to the pickpockets, rubbed the latter's little head, and said:

"Then let's go and do it. You no longer need my command now. I will cooperate with you when you set up the trap."

"Meow!"

The sun was shining.

The roiling heat wave evaporated from the gravel ground, forming distorted light and shadow effects, blurring everything in front of us.

On the Gobi wasteland four to five kilometers away from the camp, Gordon was like a lifeless stone, crouching on the back of a low hill, quietly observing the giant beast not far away.

It was a powerful creature that could be described as "majestic".

The length of the head and tail is more than twenty meters, and the whole body is covered with a thick carapace full of thorns, and ordinary swords can't even leave a scratch on it.

The huge bony skull is shaped like a shield, hard and thick, protecting the brain and neck vitals.

The muscular legs are strong and powerful, and even on the soft sand, they can burst out with powerful propulsion in an instant.

Plus that mace-like giant tail mallet.

Any of the above items are enough to make a certain creature a powerful existence on the dominant side, but on it, they are just "foils".

Only the huge bright red and straight red horn is the real "protagonist".

"Knight of the desert, Monoporos (one-horned dragon)." Gordon said to himself silently.

The monster who achieved the title of "hero", the starting point of the hunter.

Licking the dry corner of his mouth, his heart beat faster and faster.

Is he already qualified to challenge such an existence?

Really, exciting!

A horned dragon has keen hearing and the ability to sense ground vibrations. The option of a sneak attack was not in Gordon's plan from the beginning.

Only frontal attack!

Gordon took a deep breath, stood up from the low hill, and stamped his feet vigorously.

A horned dragon "swiftly" turned its head to look at it tens of meters away.

It stared at the challenger standing on the top of the dune, and did not attack immediately. Instead, it stared at the challenger for a few seconds before turning around slowly.

The one-horned front finger like a spear, the body bent down, and the thick right leg slowly grabbed the ground - this was the dragon car's preparation.

But in Gordon's eyes, it was like a duel between knights, the battlefield etiquette before launching a charge.

So, he also pulled out the Xionghuolongyan Sword, pointing the tip at his opponent.

"Huh, come on!"

As if hearing the signal for war, the horned dragon let out a low growl, pushing its feet against the ground, and it only took a blink of an eye for its huge body to go from stillness to high speed.

Through the visor, Gordon's eyes locked tightly on the rapidly approaching opponent.

When a horned dragon rushed to the sand dune, raised its head, and the moment the single horn stabbed at him, Gordon leaped high with both feet, avoiding the single horn and at the same time using the strength of the fall, he slashed out the big sword with all his strength .

The blade of the sword was slid away by the shield-like bony skull, and landed on the side face of the horned dragon, leaving a bloody scar beside the beak-shaped mouth.

"Roar!"

The confident attack failed, but the injured one-horned dragon roared angrily.

Landing and rolling, Gordon, who had lost more than his strength, quickly covered his ears.

This guy's cry is really loud. Among the monsters encountered so far, only the Charmander can compete with it.

The one-horned dragon that finished roaring turned its head and took a bite, biting towards the hunter. At the same time, the giant tail covered with thorns swept towards him from another direction.

Gordon rolled forward and dodged without hesitation.

While doing so will bring him closer to the dragon, it's the only option that will avoid the head-to-tail attack of the dragon while still launching a counterattack.

Get up and challenge! The head of the Xionghuolong Yanjian moved towards the chin of a horned dragon.

"boom!"

The one-horned dragon's head was carried by the big sword, and it was slightly tilted upwards.

Gordon's palm and wrist also went numb.

This touch, this sound of blades clashing.

It's not like using a slash at all, but like using the weight of a big sword to smash!

This guy's head is too hard!

Gordon gritted his teeth, and immediately began to change his attack strategy. The head was obviously not the weak point of a horned dragon, and he had to find another attack position!

It was another roll, avoiding the angry continuous bite of a horned dragon. After getting up, Gordon immediately put away his sword and started running, looking for an attack angle.

The huge one-horned dragon has an absolute advantage in strength, but it is obviously inferior to the dexterous and agile hunter in short-range maneuvers.

Gordon, who ran behind the side of the horned dragon, directly began to charge up.

When the energy had just entered the second stage, the one-horned dragon tried to turn around, and its wings happened to turn in front of him.

Gordon released the charged slash without hesitation.

"Hiss!"

The lingering flames of the Xionghuolongyan sword sliced ​​through the hard skin at one corner of the dragon's wing bone. The meat quality here is obviously better than that of the head, but it is too dangerous.

The one-horned dragon didn't give him a chance to attack continuously. With the huge wings waving, Gordon could only dodge with a low body, otherwise he would definitely be hit hard and flew out.

It's really troublesome, although it's not particularly flexible, but the movement frequency is so high.

Grinding his teeth, Gordon continued to search for opportunities and to test.

Seeming to be annoyed by being harassed, the one-horned dragon flicked its tail left and right, trying to drive Gordon away.

This fly-like movement was not very powerful, and Gordon blocked it firmly with his sword.

Then he hit the iron mountain leaning against him, bumped forward, shortened the distance with this action, and then directly entered the power-storage stance of a strong power-slashing slash.

——This is a little skill that the master taught him.

Skipping the step of accumulating power slash, the strong charging slash is released at a much faster speed than before.

A heavy sword slashed at the root of the horned dragon's tail, which is usually called the "tail" by hunters.

There is no carapace and scale protection here, and the relatively thin dragon skin was easily cut open, blood splattered everywhere, leaving a huge wound.

Gordon couldn't help laughing.

"The weakness is here!"