Monster Hunt: Notes From a Hunter

  Chapter 63 Burns

  If it were monsters like the Big Boar King or the Blue Velociraptor King, the damage done by Gordon and Ohshura would be enough to kill them.

  But for the peach-haired Beastmaster who is bigger, stronger in defense, and much more tenacious in vitality, this is not enough.

   Regardless of the fact that its body is full of stab wounds and bullet holes, in fact, except for the initial sword sleep cut, the rest of the wounds are superficial wounds, which can only cause pain and blood loss, and cannot play a role in deciding the outcome.

   Fortunately, hunters are not in a hurry. In fact, "grinding damage" is the normal state when hunting large monsters.

  At this time, Ohsura had already replaced the fourth lv3 regular ammunition magazine, and she only carried five magazines of this type of ammunition in total, with a total of sixty rounds of lv3 regular ammunition.

  If you finish playing all of them, you can only use the slightly less powerful lv2 to play normally.

   "Bang, bang, bang"

  Taking advantage of the Peach Hair Beast King's exhaustion, Oshura emptied the magazine as quickly as possible. The lv3 usually has twelve rounds of ammunition, which is very rich for a light crossbow, but it is still useless.

   Quickly replaced the last lv3 normal ammunition magazine for the wrath of the monster bird, and Ohshura couldn't help but glance at the end of the armed belt, the few magazines with red marks.

  —flame bomb.

   This kind of special ammunition specially made with gunpowder grass as the main material will burn violently when it hits the target. It is very effective for monsters like Peach Hair Beastmaster who have long fur and are afraid of flames.

  But I recalled the miserable appearance of the peach-haired beast king with scorched fur at the end of the hunting in the past, and Gordon's suggestion on the way to the wetland.

  Oshula hesitated for a second, and finally pulled the magazine strap, pulling the lv2 regular magazine to a position where it was convenient to change.

   Flame bombs or something, let’s talk about it when necessary.

the other side.

  For Gordon, who is a great swordsman, there is no such entanglement as Ohsura. The only thing he needs to worry about at this time is the sharpness of the explosive knife.

  Blood and fat will dull the sharp blade.

   It's been a while since the fierce battle with Peach Hair Beastmaster, and he can clearly feel that when the Explosive Knife's claws cut into the monster's fur, it doesn't feel as smooth as before.

Gordon really wanted to find a chance to take out the whetstone to straighten the blade and restore the sharpness of the weapon, but right now the Peach Hair Beast King is in a state of fatigue, and his movements have become slow. This is the best opportunity to attack, and the sharpening thing can only wait. .

  Maybe it was because of the continuous trauma and rage, or maybe the half-burned nitrated mushroom that he had just eaten had an effect. The peach-haired beast king who was already out of breath suddenly stood up again.

   After a roar, it actually regained its spirit.

   It beat its chest a few times with its claws, leaned down with its arms on the ground, and the high-temperature gas of Mars mixed with a pungent stench spewed out of its mouth, sweeping towards Gordon in a fan shape.

   Gordon realized something was wrong when Peach Hair Beast King patted his chest.

  When a monster makes an unusual move, it is usually preparing for a special attack, which is common sense for hunters.

  So, he put away his weapon ahead of time and started to retreat,

   Even so, Peach Hair Beastmaster's extremely wide range of scorching breath still burned his left arm, and the alloy armor of the refined ore suit had almost no defense against this high-temperature gas.

  Gordon felt as if a bottle of boiling water had been poured on his left arm, and the severe burning pain made him unable to help but groan.

  He could feel the peach-haired Beastmaster's gaze was locked on him. At this time, he must not reveal the fact that he was injured, otherwise the opponent would definitely take the opportunity to attack.

   "Just some mild burns."

  Gritting his teeth to endure the severe pain, Gordon tugged at the corners of his mouth, pulled out the Explosive Knife again, and rushed towards the peach-haired Beastmaster who had just finished breathing.

  Peach-haired beast king obviously didn't expect that the **** hunter in front of him would be "unscathed" by its breath.

  It is really tired, and the blood flowing from the wound has taken away too much of its strength. If it continues like this, it may not be long before it will really collapse.

   "Hoohoo!"

  Waving his arms to push the hunter back, the peach-haired beast king growled twice threateningly, then turned around and climbed up the rocky mountain with a sensitive posture that did not match his size, and fled towards the distant rainforest.

  Twenty meters away, Ohshura's offensive still hasn't stopped.

  A series of crossbow bullets chased after the fleeing figure of the peach-haired beast king and fired one after another. When the magazine was empty, she unhurriedly took out a colored bullet and filled it into the chamber of the wrath of the strange bird.

   Aim slightly and launch.

"Snapped!"

   A special dye exuding a strong smell exploded behind the peach-haired beast king.

  This kind of dye bomb is the crossbow bomb version of the dye ball that hunters often use to track monsters. With it, hunters don't need to worry about losing the whereabouts of monsters.

  Confirming that the peach-haired beast king was gone, Ursula immediately put away the wrath of the monster bird, and trotted to Gordon's side.

"injured?"

  Gordon grinned and nodded, "Well, my left arm was burned by the scorching breath, but it shouldn't be serious."

  Osura's expression immediately became serious, "Take off the wrist armor and have a look, metal armor like yours is the worst resistant to high temperature and flames."

  With the help of Ohshura, Gordon removed the still hot left wrist armor.

   Sure enough, his left arm was already covered with scorching blisters, and even the skin in two places had been glued off by metal nail leaves.

  After a careful inspection, Ohhura breathed a sigh of relief.

"You retreated in time, but you were burned by the high-temperature gas at the edge of your breath. The problem is not too big. Have you brought the recovery medicine?" Asura said, she poured the drinking water in her water bag on Gordon. on his left arm to cool the skin.

   "I have brought it."

  Gordon took out the recovery medicine and downed it in one gulp. He smacked his lips and felt that it might not be enough, so he filled another bottle.

  The effect of the recovery medicine was as satisfactory as ever. After taking two bottles of recovery medicine and sitting down to rest for a few minutes, Gordon felt that the burning pain on his left arm was significantly relieved.

  Even the wounds where the skin was broken and oozing blood grew tender pink new skin.

  Osura held a small knife at the side and helped Gordon break through those scorched blisters. Under the subsequent effects of the healing medicine, these broken afterbirths would soon dry and fall off, and there was no need to worry about infection.

   Another few minutes passed.

  Gordon moved his left arm, and the burning pain has completely disappeared, replaced by the itching of new skin growth. He nodded in satisfaction, "It's almost there."

  Oshura wasn't overly concerned either.

  For hunters who have been running around hunting grounds all year round and fighting various monsters, this kind of skin burns and abrasions are no different from scratches. Anyway, taking two sips of recovery medicine and resting for a while will heal them.

   Re-equipping the wrist armor, Gordon squatted down, put the explosive knife on his thigh, and began to polish the weapon.

   "How is it? Do you need to go back to the camp to rest?" Asked Ohsura, who was sitting cross-legged with her chest crossed.

   "Don't, let that guy rest for one night, doesn't it mean starting over again? After I sharpen the knife, we will catch up and finish it in one go." Gordon said a little viciously.

  Osura also laughed when she heard the words, "What you want is this momentum, go! Get rid of it before the sun goes down!"

  (end of this chapter)