Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

The Ice Curse Dragon's attack was interrupted by force, and the ice walls that continued to spread and explode also dissipated.

Hayata rushed over at a high speed, not caring about attacking the fallen Ice Curse Dragon, and hurriedly wanted to check Gordon's injuries.

I was frostbitten when I touched some cold mist before, and your armor has less ice resistance than mine, but you dare to rush into the cold mist, afraid that you won't die fast enough?

However, Gordon didn't give her a chance to speak, laughing happily, waving his sword and slashing continuously, blood splattering.

He actually looks quite energetic?

Looking at the [Crazy Pattern] armor splashed with the blood of the ancient dragon, Hayata understood what this guy was planning.

Gordon's armor is very weird, and it can quickly recover the user's injuries by absorbing the blood of monsters.

So you want to exchange injuries for injuries and heal injuries with injuries? Aren't you afraid that you can't hold on and give yourself up?

Gordon was not so crazy before. He must have been affected by the "Nergigante domineering spirit". I will throw him into the hot spring pool for a few days to get rid of his evil nature.

After confirming that Gordon was fine, Hayata gritted his teeth and chose to vent his anger on the Ice Curse Dragon first. He slid to the dragon's wings, sheathed his sword and prepared to perform the Divine Power Iai.

Ansir first fired two recovery bullets at Gordon before continuing the offensive. Feng Ying had already come to the Ice Curse Dragon and swung the giant axe fiercely.

She was the least worried one. She subconsciously felt that what Master Gordon did must have his deep meaning!

The sword that Gordon used to knock him down with his breath not only split the Ice Curse Dragon's skull, but also shattered its confidence.

Although the previous battle in the Molten Mountain Canyon was embarrassing, it was mainly because of the unfavorable environment.

In the fight with the two swordsmen, it never felt that it would lose.

But now, after being hit hard and knocked down repeatedly, it realized that it really couldn't beat the guys in front of it.

The Ice Curse Dragon, who wanted to retreat, released a large amount of cold mist again.

Gordon retreated quickly, and he didn't choose to rush forward this time.

The ice-resistant suit was damaged and the smoke-releasing tube was used up. At this time, if he wanted to attack the Ice Curse Dragon's extremely cold freezing mist again, it would not be brave, but really die.

On the contrary, Hayata took the risk of releasing the Divine Power before retreating, cutting off the joint of one side of the Ice Curse Dragon's dragon wing.

Only then did he retreat with the Ice Curse Dragon's piercing scream.

After struggling to force the hunters back and building a temporary barrier with cold mist and ice walls, the Ice Curse Dragon tried hard to wave its wings.

The hunters could see that this guy was ready to escape, but they were not worried.

After Hayata and Feng Ying's targeted attacks, the Ice Curse Dragon's wings were already broken.

The back half of one dragon wing was drooping weakly because of the broken joints, and it didn't look like it could take off again.

But they still misjudged the means of the Ice Curse Dragon.

As the cold air continued to be released, the broken ice armor regenerated on the wings of the Ice Curse Dragon.

The ice armor composed of fine ice flakes not only made up for the damage between the wing membranes, but also formed a hard exoskeleton to replace the broken joints and support the dragon wings.

Although it was far less flexible than before, it also restored its most basic flying ability.

An Xier fired at full force, but was ignored by the Ice Curse Dragon who was determined to escape.

Gordon and others threw flash bombs one after another. The Ice Curse Dragon, who had suffered more than one loss on this, closed his eyes in time, and the flash bombs also failed to have the desired effect.

Everyone could only watch the Ice Curse Dragon take off. Feng Ying was quick-witted and took out the signal flare, aiming at the Ice Curse Dragon flying higher and higher and fired it.

The light of the signal flare illuminated the night sky and the figure of the Ice Curse Dragon.

In the distance, the hunters fighting in the Yuechen stronghold paused and noticed the situation in the sky.

As hunters who saw the distress signal kept rushing back, the balance of victory had completely tilted towards the investigation team.

More than ten wind dragons had been killed, and the rest were more or less injured.

The investigation team also suffered a lot of casualties. The artillery and heavy crossbows used to defend the stronghold were completely destroyed by the repeated attacks of the wind dragons.

Gail narrowed her eyes and noticed that the ice dragon was already very weak and it was difficult to maintain its flying posture.

She immediately shouted: "Eleven o'clock! All shooters, concentrate your shooting!"

Everyone knew that the threat of the wind dragon was not the key. After solving this group of wind dragons today, another group might be driven in a few days.

Only by solving the culprit, the ice dragon, can the Yuechen stronghold be truly safe.

However, the power and range of the light and heavy crossbows and hunting bows were not enough to shoot down the ice dragon from hundreds of meters away.

Just when they thought that this trouble would continue.

A purple figure rushed out from the shadow of the mountain, rushed straight into the higher sky, then folded its wings and spun to speed up, and slammed into the Ice Curse Dragon.

If it was a normal Ice Curse Dragon, it would never be hit by such a collision.

But at this time, the Ice Curse Dragon was already at the end of its strength, its wings were broken, and even the most basic flight was supported by ice instead of bones while enduring the severe pain.

Facing the sudden attack of the intruder, let alone flexible evasion, even basic changes of direction seemed very difficult.

"Li Ya——!"

The Ice Curse Dragon screamed in panic, and fell towards the battle street of Yuechen Stronghold together with the intruder.

Ice and snow and soil flew everywhere, the two were entangled, rolling and tearing, and the scene was in chaos.

A few seconds ago, Xuanxu, who was cooperating with several partners to fight a wind-drifting dragon, opened his mouth wide, then burst into a scream and rushed over, dragging his insect stick.

The strength of ancient dragon species and ordinary flying dragon species are not at the same level at all.

Even the seriously injured Ice Dragon is by no means comparable to a Wind Drifting Dragon in terms of strength, size, and other aspects.

The purple wind drifting dragon was quickly knocked to the ground by the ice dragon. It waved its wing claws desperately and sprayed freezing air in an attempt to fight back.

However, these attacks were not worth mentioning in front of the ice dragon. The angry ice dragon opened its mouth and breathed out, hitting the chest of the purple wind drifting dragon.

Frost and ice covered its body. This was a low temperature that the Fengdiaolong could not bear.

It screamed, its struggling movements getting weaker and weaker.

Xuanxu, who was approaching quickly, launched its flying claws without thinking, and landed on the ice dragon's head, waving the insect stick hard and hitting it left and right, but unfortunately the effect was not obvious.

The ice dragon seemed determined to kill the wind drifting dragon that dared to sneak attack on it.

Xuanxu recalled the trick that Gale had taught her but she had never actually used. She put the projector against the vital part of the ice dragon's eye socket and pulled the trigger hard.

"Ouch——!"

The fired projectiles forcibly interrupted the Ice Dragon's attack, causing it to stagger forward a few steps.

After glancing at the location and distance, Gale hurriedly yelled: "Dragon Shooting Spear!"

Jean, who was near the activation mechanism of the dragon gun, ran over and pulled the mechanism hard.

Steam spurted out and sparks flew everywhere, and the mechanically driven steel giant gun rotated at high speed and stabbed out, hitting the ice dragon's chest.

The ice dragon, whose ice armor and scales had long been shattered, was unable to withstand such an attack, and the dragon-shooting spear pierced its chest.

The ancient dragon's amazing vitality supported it, and it did not die immediately. It howled unwillingly, and the last breath of frost was gathering in its mouth.

The master of swordsmanship rushed closer, stepped on the barrel of the dragon gun, and jumped up.

Air blade cutting!

The light of the sword energy flashed and then disappeared.

The next second, a large amount of blood spurted out from the Ice Dragon's broken throat.