Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

"In addition to these three key protections, this [Ark] also has a 'hidden ability'." The dragon worker pointed to the black dragon armor on Hayata.

"The Black Corrosion Dragon and the Tianhui Dragon come from the same source, and are the same as the little girl's Black Corrosion Dragon Armor. Your set of [Ark] also has the effect of suppressing the mad dragon virus and using the mad dragon disease to increase physical abilities.

However, at the moment when the Black Corrosion Dragon and the Tianhui Dragon have been killed, this ability is almost non-existent, just leave an impression in your heart. "

Anshir nodded, indicating that he remembered.

"Okay, [Ark] is handed over to you, and I have explained everything that needs to be explained, and it is about time for me to leave." Long Zhiren put away the magnifying glass and put his hands into his sleeves.

"Oh, by the way, if you have the opportunity to get enough interesting ancient dragon-level materials, even if you don't have the proof of courage, I might be willing to sell them. See you later."

After finishing speaking, the Long staff waved their hands, and without waiting for Gordon and the others to respond, he walked out of the hall with his legs open.

The two strong craftsmen who had been waiting there immediately opened the door for the "Patriarch". After the old dragon man walked out, he followed step by step, and he did not forget to close the door when he left.

Gordon slammed his lips, and just wanted to say a few words with emotion, "What a vigorous and resolute old man" or something.

Seeing that Anshir grabbed Ji Ke [Shigure] from the weapon rack by the wall, he picked a lv3 regular ammunition clip on the table and inserted it into the crossbow, and pulled the crossbow to load it with a "click".

"what are you up to?"

"Try the protective effect of [Ark], it's the first time I've used armor that can directly enhance the power of crossbow bullets!" Anshir looked frantic.

Looking at Anshir who was holding the [Shigure], Gordon asked inexplicably: "What are you going to try? The nearest training ground is a few kilometers away from here. What are you loading now?"

"I can't wait, let's try it here!" Anshir raised the crossbow in a squatting position, aiming the muzzle at a wall.

"Is there something wrong with you?! This is your own home! Hey! Stop!"

"boom!"

Broken bricks were splashed, gray smoke filled the air, and there was a big hole in the wall.

"This, this power! Ah! Cool!"

The next day it was light, and the heavily armed Gordon and his party came to the apron near the meeting place.

A high-speed airboat is parked here, and the crew and driver are doing the final inspection before takeoff.

Lie Feng stuck out his tongue, and climbed onto the airship with heavy steps. Its back was full of ammunition boxes, more than half of which were ordinary lv3 ammunition.

Ji Ke [Shigure] is originally a heavy crossbow that is very suitable for firing various types of normal bullets. The number of lv3 normal bullets loaded has reached an astonishing nine pieces. It is a perfect match with [Ark] that has enhanced normal bullet power protection. Anshir, who discovered this, was extremely excited.

In order to prevent this guy from tearing down the house, Gordon took him to the training ground yesterday evening. After hitting the target for a long time, it can be regarded as re-adapting to the changed trajectory after the power of the shot increased.

Therefore, the number of normal ammunition boxes on Lie Feng's body was doubled on the original basis.

Gordon figured it out, if all the ammunition was shot at the big booming dragon, even if it was a monster with an iron head, it should be smashed to pieces.

"Nanaxi! Come and help unload the ammunition box! It's about to be crushed to death by the strong wind!" Feng Ying shouted.

Under the consolation of the pork chops, Meralu, who was more emotionally stable, pricked up her ears, and ran over quickly, "Here comes meow!"

Since it has no name, its owner likes to call it "Wu Ming" on weekdays. Feng Ying felt that the word "Wu Ming" was a bit awkward to read in the common language, so she switched to the dialect of Yanhuo Village.

——Nanaxi (ななし).

It does sound a lot cuter?

"Huhu~ You came early, it's a good habit to be on time." Hilda, who was dressed in black and almost completely blended into the night, walked over from a distance.

"Good morning, Senior Hilda!"

"Good day, Instructor Hilda."

Everyone in Yinbian greeted each other one after another. Even without considering the hunter level of the other party, this senior is still old enough to be their mother, so please be more polite.

"Oh?" Hilda came smiling and noticed the [Ark] on Anshir's body, and couldn't help admiring, "New equipment? The material looks unusual.

I heard that you hunted another ancient dragon species after the Tianhui dragon. Was it made of the material of the ancient dragon? "

"Exactly." Anshir nodded his chin with a smile.

After the excitement of last night was over, he now behaves elegantly and decently, and his temperament matches this equipment very well.

It's just that, in the group of hunters where rough people get together, it seems a bit "pretentious".

"It's been like this since I was a child. I love smug beauty." Hilda teased, and then looked at Gordon and the others, "Did he look in the mirror for a long time when he put on this equipment?"

"Hahahaha!" Fengying was the first to burst out laughing, in exchange for Anshir's eyes.

"I hope you don't pick up Gale again." Hilda looked around with a smile, "What about the Gaelic? Haven't come yet?"

Hearing this name, An Xier frowned slightly, "Well, she's almost late."

Gordon knew that for this hunt, Hayatta would join Hilda and a six-star light crossbowman he had never heard of before. The three formed a team, and Gail was the name of the light crossbowman.

"Are you acquainted?" Gordon asked Anshir curiously.

"I'm not familiar with you." An Xier denied it very simply, "It's just a coincidence."

"It's a bit too much for you to say that." Hilda gave Anshir a sideways look, and then explained to Gordon and the others: "It's a senior from Anshir's training camp. He was just promoted to six stars. You haven't heard of it." Also normal.

When Anshir first entered the training camp, Gail was already a senior student who was about to graduate, and he had trained with Anshir, and the two of them didn't get along very well. "

"No." Anshir denied it again, "She targeted me unilaterally, calling my upbringing a pretentious, rude woman."

Gordon grinned, he could probably guess what was going on.

When he and Anshir first met, the latter's character was not pleasing.

This guy was originally from a great nobleman, and his habits of speech and behavior, as well as some ways of thinking that are different from commoners, can easily conflict with others.

Now that I have rich social experience, it’s okay, at least I won’t appear arrogant in front of acquaintances. At the age of eighteen or nineteen, I really didn’t want to be beaten in general. I’m afraid it was even worse when I was a rebellious teenager.

It belongs to the male imp.

"Is that the one?" Hayata suddenly stammered.

Gordon followed her line of sight subconsciously, and the expression on his face was about to split.

That is a woman? hunter? Bar?

The upper body is almost completely naked, except for the corset made of two shells, he only wears a pair of gleaming metal arm armor, a belt made of black scales around his waist, and a furry lower body, which looks like Very thick fur bottoms.

The most eye-catching thing was the huge helmet on her head that was probably half a meter wide. It was bright red in color and shaped like a huge cat's head.

Maybe it was inconvenient to talk while wearing such a helmet, so Mao Mao gave them two thumbs up as a greeting.

With a stiff smile on his face, Gordon nodded in response.

It is not uncommon for hunters to mix and match without using armor sets, but this is the first time he has seen such a thorough and strange mix and match.

Beside Hilda, Anshir, who was somewhat obsessive-compulsive and aesthetically obsessed, gasped.

"Can we kick this guy out?"

Ps.

I guess someone can recognize this outfit? It is really troublesome to find the equipment and attributes of the early works. Here I use the rising