Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

The red-armored beast just lost its balance and fell, and it was not seriously injured. It got up quickly, and Gordon didn't make any big preparations to charge it, but released the most basic three-stage charge cut.

The powerful slash hit the hard and smooth carapace on the back of the red armored beast, but the effect was not good. The blade barely broke through the carapace, leaving a huge scar, but not much blood was seen .

Such a result naturally did not satisfy Gordon, but to Anshir, it was already eye-catching enough.

What he admired the most was that during the period of confrontation between Gordon and the red armored beast, he had always paid attention to his own position.

Although he has not yet joined the battle as a shooter, it can be seen from the opponent's intention to let go of the shooting circle that Gordon has quite a wealth of team hunting experience and a good sense of cooperation.

Not the kind of stupid swordsman who "I just cut mine, you shooters can figure it out".

Don't think this is just the basis of team hunting, it's not worth mentioning.

A considerable number of hunters, even most hunters, are confident and conceited. They think that the existence of teammates will only disrupt their original hunting rhythm, and it is better to fight alone.

This is also the main reason why lone rangers make up the majority of hunters.

"Then, let me try your guts again." Anshir raised the corner of his mouth maliciously, unfolded the scope, and entered the sniper mode.

"Boom! Whoosh"

With a dull explosion, Gordon, who was in another round of confrontation with the red armored beast, felt a gust of wind brushing past his ears, and the next moment, a small flower burst out from the gap in the red armored beast's carapace. blood flower.

The skin on the cheeks could even feel the heat of the crossbow shells.

His movements paused a little, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

Scrubbing bombs, a common occurrence.

However, at this moment, another sharp whistling passed by.

This time Gordon didn't even stop his movements, and continued to wave the big sword as if nothing had happened, continuing to suppress the attack of the red armored beast.

More crossbow bullets followed, grazed Gordon's ears one after another, the side of his face, the top of his head, and his neck, and finally hit the monster precisely without exception.

At this moment, Gordon would be stupid if he didn't understand that this was not an "unintentional mistake". He found a gap, raised one hand high, and pointed his middle finger at Anhill in the distance.

"Hahaha!" A slightly smug laugh came from behind.

The corners of Gordon's eyes twitched, thinking that maybe this guy's noble and elegant appearance was just a cover-up, and he was just a fool in essence?

Even Anshir didn't expect that he would laugh so happily.

The cumbersome heavy crossbow is not a weapon suitable for hunting alone, and he has naturally worked hard to find teammates.

However, none of the swordsmen who worked with him could accept his support method of "grabbing bullets". In their eyes, the supporting crossbow bullets from behind may be much more dangerous than the monsters in front of them.

Over the years, Anshir had met Gordon, a swordsman who could still hunt calmly even with his back against the hail of bullets he had drawn.

Even if he is a star heavy crossbow envoy who is known as a "genius" in Dongduoruma where the elites gather, even if he has never missed a support shot, no one is willing to trust him unconditionally.

Gradually, he also lost interest in finding teammates, and simply became a rare solo heavy crossbowman.

So, for Gordon, did he really trust Anshir, his new roommate whom he had known for less than a few days?

Of course not.

He is simply confident in the defensive performance of his armor. So far, Anshir has been using the most basic normal ammunition, which is not powerful enough to directly break through the defense of the monster bird suit and seriously injure himself.

If the guy really shakes, shoot himself in the back.

Hehe, beat him after the hunt is over.

Just as Gordon grinned grinningly, thinking about how to deal with Anshir for a while, the bang of the ballista support fire suddenly stopped for a few seconds.

This is not surprising, after all, the ballista needs to change the magazine.

But a shout from Anshir made Gordon a little nervous.

"Defensive posture!"

Although he didn't know what Anshir was going to do, Gordon stopped the continuous offensive decisively, took two steps back, set up his big sword, and entered a defensive posture.

"Bang! Bang!" Two more dull, longer intervals came from behind.

The whistling sound of the large crossbow tearing the air made Gordon's scalp tingle, and almost the next second after the explosion sounded, two armor-piercing grenades as thick as arms were precisely nailed to the scarlet armored beast's forehead. superior.

After a short delay, with a deafening explosion, the armor-piercing grenades detonated each other and exploded.

Along with the explosion, there was also the sharp and piercing painful neighing of the scarlet armored beast.

A large piece of crimson carapace on its head and neck was shattered by the concentrated explosion of armor-piercing grenades, and the scattered pieces of armor hit the face of the giant scissors set up by Gordon, making crackling noises. sound.

The effect of the armor-piercing grenade is not only to break through the defense of the monster's carapace. The shock wave of the gunpowder explosion passes through the skull and shocks the brain, causing the red-armored beast to lose control of its body for a while and crash to the ground.

"Ha! Beautiful!" Gordon laughed and lifted his defensive stance.

Facing the struggling red armored beast lying in front of him, he directly picked up the big sword and entered the posture of accumulating power.

Charge up and chop!

The astonishingly powerful slash landed on the vulnerable part of the scarlet armored beast that lost the protection of its carapace, and immediately created a huge bloody wound.

Immediately afterwards, Gordon retreated half a step to lower his center of gravity and gather his strength again.

The strong charge slash with two more destructive power broke out again, and even directly smashed another carapace on the back of the red armored beast.

"Strong energy?"

Anshir, who was still somewhat complacent, couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice.

Coming from Dongdoruma, he is well-informed and naturally knows the relatively high-level sword power-storage technique of "Strong Power Slash". This is an advanced move that only four-star or above hunters can master.

This kid is almost as strong as a four-star hunter? ? !

Gordon, who had successfully unleashed the powerful charge slash, stared at the red armored beast expectantly, hoping to directly deal with the opponent with this sword.

However, the tenacious vitality of the red-armored beast that survived in the harsh volcanic environment was far beyond his expectations.

Despite the profuse blood flow, the red-armored beast stood up firmly, curled its body into a ball while letting out an angry neigh.

What is this for? Are you also in a defensive stance?

Gordon was bewildered.

"It's a bouncing attack! Dodge!" Ansir, who had experience in hunting red-armored beasts, reminded loudly.

As if responding to his reminder, the red-armored beast curled up into a ball relied on the bouncing of its abdominal muscles, and suddenly jumped high, like a boulder falling from a cliff, and smashed down on Gordon.

Gordon quickly swooped with his knife, avoiding this powerful blow.

However, the red-armored beast that fell on Gordon's original standing place did not spread out, but rolled like a ball, gradually accelerated, and rushed towards Anshir in the distance.