Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

On Hertha's advice, Ancil did not bring Gale.

Gale is a bit aggrieved, how can it be so fierce? It is famously docile.

More importantly, it has recently become obsessed with the "sport" of sledding. It will feel uncomfortable if it doesn't run in the snow for several hours.

It doesn't want to be left in the stronghold.

So Gale decisively took it away. Why refuse the transportation that came to his door?

the next day.

After walking in the snow for several hours, Anhil regretted it.

Misstep, I should have taken Li Feng with me.

Just wait for the sled to arrive near the area where the Beast Tangle Clan is active, and then let it find a place to hide and wait.

"Ji Ga——"

Looking up at the pale figure flying through the treetops of the snow forest, Gordon rubbed his frozen cheeks.

It was a creature called a winter pterosaur, a species of pterosaur unique to the everfrost soil.

It is a close relative of the walking pterosaur and the acid pterosaur. It is even slightly larger than the acid pterosaur and is not weak in strength. If it can be successfully tamed, it will definitely become a good helper.

The investigation team is naturally also making efforts in this area. The walking pterosaur and the acid pterosaur cannot adapt to the extremely cold environment of the perpetual frost soil. If you want to obtain efficient means of movement, domesticating the winter pterosaur is an inevitable choice.

However, the food reserves at Yuechen Stronghold have only recently become sufficient, and the construction of dragon sheds and the capture and domestication of winter pterosaurs have just begun.

If I really want to fly over this ice field on a winter pterosaur, it will have to be at least a month or two later.

As for using the flying claws to hook one end and fly with it, that's not impossible.

However, wild pterosaurs are almost impossible to control. Their flight direction and landing point all depend on luck. They are also very easy to crash. People with normal minds generally don't do that.

Herta opened the map and checked the team's current location while adjusting his breathing, "This is already close to the activity area of ​​the Beast Tangle Clan.

There is a spot nearby that is suitable as a temporary camp. Let's go there to eat and rest for a while? "

"Yeah." Gordon nodded in agreement.

Although he didn't feel tired, he also knew that for ordinary people, trekking for more than ten kilometers continuously on the snow was not an easy task.

Hertha's ability to keep up with the pace along the way is considered to be an achievement of outstanding physical fitness.

The temporary camp Herta mentioned was indeed the place they visited a few days ago.

There were many peppers growing nearby, so Gordon picked some more and gave them to his companions to keep them warm.

As for the hot drinks you carry with you, save as much as you can.

Gordon originally wanted to get some raw meat to roast, but considering that it would inevitably be stained with the smell of blood, he had to give up.

A group of people gathered around the newly raised bonfire and roasted the food they carried.

This thing is inherently hard. When it freezes at a temperature of ten or twenty degrees below zero, it is better than a brick and can break a person's teeth.

It's slightly toasted and chewier.

Then, the eyes of the three Gordons inevitably focused on the pork chop.

The pork chop held a branch in its claws, and a sausage was skewered on the sharp end. It was roasted on the campfire until it was sizzling with oil, and the alluring aroma of roasted protein and fat penetrated their noses.

I carry food and stuff, but I don’t want to eat it immediately.

"You are cooking for yourself, where did you get the sausage?" Gordon asked in a faint tone.

"Meow meow." Pork Chop squinted as he explained, "It's not a good thing, meow, it's just a chowder sausage made from minced meat on bones, offal, and fish and other leftovers.

Isn’t hunting cat’s usual dry food always this cat? It’s not like you haven’t seen Meow before.”

It's true that during field operations, pork chops and the like have always been chewing sausages. (Settlement animation)

"Try it here." Gordon raised his fingers politely.

I usually don’t feel it when I look at it, but when it’s baked like this in the ice and snow, it looks particularly delicious.

"The cat food is all over the place, meow." Pork Chop muttered, handing the grilled sausages to Gordon, and then took out a few more sausages from his bag to roast.

An Xil waved his hand, "I don't need it, I just need to bring food."

He is not as thick-skinned as Gordon.

"I don't have to." Herta also declined with a smile.

Gordon took the sizzling grilled sausage, blew on it a little, then bit off half of it, chewed it, and swallowed it.

"Well, it's a bit fishy."

"You're the only one who has a lot of trouble!" Zhupa kicked him angrily.

Gordon chuckled, stuffed the softer roasted food into his mouth with peppers and grilled sausages, and drank two more ales with ice in his water bladder, which was enough to fill his stomach.

While they were relaxing by the fire, they were discussing where to start their search.

Suddenly there was a "rumbling" sound in the mountains and forests in the distance, accompanied by heavy footsteps and roars, and they were approaching.

The hunters immediately became alert.

Without any extra instructions, Pork Chop had already sprinted out of the camp.

Gordon and Ancil also came outside the camp, found a relatively flat forest land, and prepared for battle.

The cedars in the distance were collapsing in patches, and the whistling icebirds that inhabited the forest soared into the sky, flying around randomly, emitting bursts of panicked screams.

Pig Chop, who climbed up the tree to look out, shouted, "Meow in the northeast, the straight-line distance is less than 300 meters, approaching the meow quickly!"

Immediately afterwards, it quickly described the image of the monster it saw, "A large beast dragon meow! It is more than twenty meters long, and it looks like a tail hammer dragon meow!"

"It's the Raptor!" Herta, who was chasing Gordon and the others, heard this and said quickly: "A newly discovered species after coming to the ice field. It has a violent personality, is rampant, and is very strong! Be careful of those big horns!"

Gordon frowned.

He heard Feng Ying mention this kind of monster. Like the tail hammer dragon in the old world, the bull dragon is a herbivorous creature. Its main food is moss and trees. It is very aggressive towards creatures that intrude into its territory.

But something is obviously wrong with the current situation.

The Raptor was originally moving far away, but suddenly it came straight towards them.

It was almost as if he had been specially brought here.

Ancier also made a similar judgment. He squinted his eyes and glanced left and right at the shadows in the forest.

Soon, he made some discoveries.

"Gordon!" Ancil shouted, "There are some 'audiences' nearby. Since they want to watch the performance, let's perform well!"

After Gordon heard this, he immediately understood what Ancil meant.

He grinned, took out a bottle of ghost medicine, poured it into his mouth, then put another strange power pill in his mouth, and then pulled down his chin.

Feeling the surging energy and blood in his body, Gordon gradually released the restrictions on the [Crazy Pattern] armor.

A red light flashed in the visor grille, and this was just the beginning.

Judging the distance of the monster by the sound of footsteps, and feeling that the time was about right, Gordon swung his sword horizontally, stirred up fighting spirit, and activated the beast soul possession.

Bloody fighting spirit rose up along with the terrifying aura that swallowed everything.

After twisting his neck, Gordon shouldered the sword and began to accumulate strength.

A little further away, Ancier slowly removed the normal magazine loaded on the heavy crossbow and directly loaded a supernova into the crossbow chamber.

Preparation for shooting is complete.

"boom--"

The pale giant beast with huge horns rushed out from the depths of the snow forest, breaking a two-meter-diameter cedar tree into pieces as if breaking a hollow reed pole.

The target it was chasing nimbly burrowed into the ground and disappeared. In the forest clearing, Gordon, who was constantly exuding a terrifying aura, became its new target.

After stroking its hooves and feet twice, the giant beast lowered its head, moved forward with its giant horn, roared and launched a full-speed charge.

The distance between the two disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Just when the pair of giant horns were about to lift Gordon away, Gordon roared and swung his sword.

The great sword carried the power to crush all defenses and penetrated through the gap between the pair of giant horns.

He accurately slashed the head of the incoming giant beast, almost splitting its skull in half, and at the same time, he smashed its head heavily on the snow.

The huge shovel-shaped horn then penetrated deeply into the ground. The force of the charge was blocked by the earth, and the beast's momentum was forcibly interrupted.

Under the influence of huge inertia, its feet left the ground, rolled forward and fell forward.

"Moo-o-o-o-!"

Amidst the splashing snow and soil, the cry of the Raptors echoed through the snow forest.

Gordon had no intention of taking advantage of the situation and pursued him. He moved his numb arms, took the knife and flew back.

Over the years, the opponents they have dealt with are either ancient dragon species or Behemoth, a mysterious monster that is even more terrifying than the ancient dragon species. (In fact, it is also an ancient dragon species)

Even he wouldn't dare to mess around with things like parking a dragon car.

It was a pleasure to find an opportunity today, and now it’s time to leave it to Ancil to perform.

Anhir pressed the trigger steadily.

The bright muzzle flash disappeared in a flash, and the supernova flew out, accurately drilling into the throat of the Raptor, which was wide open as it howled in pain.

The golden-red fireball exploded, shattering the chopped head into pieces from the inside out.