Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

The hunters and Elu followed the trail left by someone when they were being dragged along in the sea of ​​trees, and ran wildly for a while, then slowed down.

It wasn't because of lack of energy, but Gordon realized that they seemed to have misunderstood.

Apart from dragging traces, he didn't find any traces of monsters, but instead found some strange footprints.

These footprints were obviously not Anshir's. They were slightly weird in shape and very shallow, so shallow that they were almost invisible. If he hadn't been very good at tracking traces, he would have almost ignored them.

There are generally two reasons why the footprints are so shallow, geological factors, or personal factors of the person who left the traces.

Needless to say, geological factors, such as hard enough rocky ground, will not leave footprints.

Personal factors are more complicated, such as lighter weight, special sole structure material, special gait skills, etc., are all possible.

Just like senior Hilda, she didn't leave a single footprint along the way, just like a ghost.

In short, no matter what, this must be a human footprint, and judging from the details such as the stride, there is a high probability that it was left by a small woman, probably an aborigine in the sea of ​​trees.

That being the case, those messy guesses before can be overturned.

From being dragged back by insect monsters to store food, to being accidentally rescued by an aborigine woman who was hiding underground and didn't know what she was doing in a coma. After Fuyuelong left, she was taken back for medical treatment.

Well, plausible, even a little romantic.

As for the insect smell, it is not difficult to explain, for example, her body is stained with the body fluids of insect monsters, for example, her equipment is made of insect materials, etc., it is possible.

By the way, that guy Anshir is very popular with women, hey, can a female aborigine pop up in the underground and save him?

Tell Hertha when you get back.

The nerves that had been tensed all night relaxed, and Gordon's thinking suddenly began to diverge.

"Whoosh—"

"Um?"

The barely audible sound of breaking wind hit, and Gordon paused subconsciously.

A wooden arrow flew over half a meter in front of him, and "dumbly" nailed to the trunk of a tree in front of him.

Gordon narrowed his eyes, not feeling nervous.

This arrow should not be aimed at killing him, not to mention whether this kind of wooden arrow, which is barely as thick as a finger, could penetrate his 【He Yao】.

Judging from his previous walking speed, even if he didn't stop just now, the arrow probably wouldn't hit him, but would pass by his face.

The timing is very precise and he is a skilled shooter.

So what are you going to do.

provocative? warn? Show of force?

The four people and the two cats looked at the direction of the arrow.

The archer hidden among the shadows of the trees didn't intend to show up immediately, and among the hunters, only Hilda locked his specific position immediately.

She can draw the bow to shoot the opponent through at any time, nailing him to a tree, but the hunter's weapon is not the iron law, and she doesn't have to do that.

Gordon looked relaxed, but Hayata's face was already dark. She hated this kind of pretender.

The night knife [Moon Shadow] popped out of the scabbard, and the light of the sword flashed by, and the big tree nailed with the wooden arrow was cut off obliquely, and the lush canopy poured over to cover the area where the archer was hiding.

A figure came out in a little embarrassment.

It was a man wearing a strange light armor. The armor was made of various materials, including but not limited to various leaves, rattan, scales and textiles.

His weapon is even more special, it is a short bow less than one meter long.

Hmm. At least compared to the giant hunting bows that hunters often have, they are considered short bows.

The short bow is made of wood, which is nothing special, the key is that the bow is grown together with the archer's left hand.

The tough branches that make up the body of the bow are wrapped around the archer's left arm. It doesn't look like they can be easily detached. A few branches even penetrated into his flesh and blood, seeming to absorb nutrients and maintain the activity of the branches. .

Gordon patted Hayata on the shoulder as a way to comfort her.

Hayata snorted, and put away the sword. The guy in front of him looked like an aborigine with a high probability, and Anshir was still in their hands, so they couldn't make the relationship too rigid.

The archer also felt a little bitter.

Seeing the heavily armed outsiders heading towards their homeland, as a ranger, he was naturally vigilant.

The purpose of shooting that arrow was indeed to scare the opponent and force the opponent to stop, but he really didn't intend to stay in the shadow of the tree and play tricks.

Who would have thought that the female archer in black would lock onto him all of a sudden, he didn't dare to move for a while, and then the strange woman with the scary-looking knife chopped off the tree and smashed herself out .

The archer took a deep breath.

Although the way he appeared was a bit awkward, he still tried his best to hold his face in order to make himself appear more "majestic".

"Outsiders, come to our place, what is the purpose?"

Gordon thought for a while, picked up what he could say and explained to the archer, probably because he was attacked, his companion was separated, and he found that his companion was taken away, so he tracked it down to have a look.

"The place of the ruins is burrowing in the ground, what is it?" The archer muttered, "It should be our companion, wait? The forest was smashed, what kind of attack do you think it is?!"

These people have lived in the mountains and forests near the ancient pagoda ruins for generations, so it is not surprising that they know something about Fuyuelong.

Gordon didn't dare to say that Fuyuelong was awakened by them. Anyway, that guy went back to the ancient pagoda, so he said lightly, "Fuyuelong, after all, is a monster like a mountain floating in the air."

"Mountain God! Dragon Wood!!!" The archer screamed strangely, leaving Gordon and others behind and galloped in the direction they came from.

"What's wrong with that guy?" Gail cast a crazy look at the archer who was running away, and then said nervously: "By the way, seeing that guy is in such a hurry, we can't be in trouble, right? "

"It shouldn't be that reason." Hilda walked to the big tree that was cut down by Hayata, and pulled out the wooden arrow nailed to the trunk.

"The tree that grows on the back of Fuyue Dragon is called 'Dragon Wood', which has steel-like hardness and some very magical properties.

The archer just now should be interested in Longmu, hehe, you have all noticed the quiver behind him, right? "

The three of Gordon shook their heads in unison.

Hilda: "."

There was a sense of helplessness in her heart.

But Pig Chop raised his little paw, "The quiver on the man's back should be a living meow? Or maybe it's a special plant meow. Every branch is broken off on the spot, and it's a natural arrow meow."

"Smart." Hilda rubbed the pork chop's head.

"As I said before, the aborigines in the sea of ​​trees have biotechnology and alchemy techniques that are completely different from mainstream society, and a large part of their equipment is made of plants that have been cultivated through special intervention.

The wooden bow, quiver, and even the armor of the archer just now are all good examples.

If you go to their village, you may see more. "

Gordon smiled, "It just so happened that Anshir was taken there, and we just took advantage of it to visit and visit, maybe we can exchange something interesting."

Pan Lan looked at the expectant hunters, then at the pork chop with eyes full of curiosity, and licked her paws.

"I always feel that the matter of finding Anshir has become incidental, meow."