Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

Among all kinds of melee weapons, the explosive power of the Insect Control Stick can only be ranked at the lower end.

Its advantage lies in its flexible tactics and three-dimensional mobility that other weapons do not have.

Of course, the so-called low explosive power is only relative.

The attack frequency of the Insect Control Stick is one of the highest. Under the continuous explosion of the ancient slime mold and insect hunting powder on the [Black Obsidian Pestle of Shattered Light].

The power of Maca's whole set of combos should not be underestimated.

The unhealed wound on the tail of the red dragon was charred black, and dark red dragon blood flowed out.

Commanding the insect hunting chirp to leave a few balls of insect powder again, Maca retreated to the side.

Sheathing the sword, completing the accumulated Hayata sliding step to approach, the ice blade popped out of the scabbard, and the cold light flashed continuously.

Divine power Iai!

The three consecutive swords landed accurately at the same place.

The charred and loose flesh and blood that became charred under the continuous explosion of the Insect Control Stick was cut open, the wound further expanded, and the dragon blood could not stop splattering.

This is exactly what they wanted to do.

Causing continuous bleeding is the most practical way to weaken the monster's physical strength. Even if the red dragon can use the energy of the earth veins to recover from injuries, even blood can be regenerated quickly.

But that will undoubtedly greatly accelerate the consumption of energy.

Hayata, who had exhausted his sword energy in the powerful attack, gave the best attack position back to Maka, and went around to the other side of the dragon's tail, attacking continuously to refine his momentum.

It was like sawing a chain with a saw. Under the high-frequency attack of the two people in tacit cooperation, the wound on the red dragon's tail continued to expand.

Feeling the pain, the red dragon roared and was about to turn around.

Gordon, who was responsible for attracting the target's attention in the front, immediately stepped up his offensive and tried to draw the red dragon's attention back.

However, it was difficult for him to exert his full strength due to the high hit rate. Seeing that the red dragon was about to turn around, Gordon's heart moved.

He raised his left arm and fired the flying claw, flying to the side of the red dragon's head.

Feng Ying, who was standing by, was a little stunned by this scene.

In her impression, Gordon rarely, or even never, used the flying claw for climbing attacks.

The catapult seemed to have only one function for him, which was to use the recoil of the enhanced shooting to speed up the preparation for the real power slash.

Does Gordon hate this tactic?

Of course not, it's just that there is no need for it.

Hayata and Fengying, who are almost "professionals", are needless to say. Even Ansir, who is a shooter, is more suitable for climbing dragons than him. There is really no need for him, a great sword user, to do it.

But now it is necessary.

The red dragon's attention was immediately attracted by Gordon.

If something has crawled on your face, you can't help but pay attention.

The cold golden dragon eyes turned to him, and the energy flames between the red dragon's fangs and sharp teeth were swallowing and spitting, as if he wanted to throw him away and spray him in the air.

Gordon took the lead and stuffed the catapult on his left arm into the red dragon's eye socket.

Full bullets fired!

The red dragon reacted quickly and closed his eyelids in time.

But at zero distance, the power of the catapults specially enhanced by the great sword users is still considerable, not to mention that the target is still a fragile eyeball.

Even though the eyeball was not blown up under the protection of the eyelid, the severe pain that penetrated deep into the brain still made it unable to stop leaning back.

Gordon did not take the opportunity to chop two more swords. With the recoil of the full bullet, he turned over and jumped to the ground, ready to fight.

He did not believe that the red dragon would not be angry after this move.

Sure enough, after shaking his head, a trace of heart-pounding red light flashed in the eyes of the red dragon who had recovered.

Gordon felt like he was locked by some kind of aura.

He had experienced a similar feeling once on Behemoth. Would the next one be a crazy attack against himself?

Or not.

Gordon took a deep breath, turned on the courage mode, and ran quickly.

"Roar--!"

The red dragon's sight followed Gordon's movement, it opened its huge mouth, and energy flames spurted out.

Compared with the previous short attack, this time the energy flame lasted longer, sweeping towards the hunter.

Gordon, who had started running in advance, slid and rolled continuously, trying to avoid the path of the flame spray.

Because it is not solid enough, the flame column will dissipate in the middle, which greatly weakens the range of the attack.

But at close range, the scattered energy flames become more dangerous.

If Feng Ying hadn't desperately attacked the side of the red dragon and forcibly interrupted the latter's attack, his dodge space would have been continuously compressed, and he would have almost been hit.

"Tsk, you haven't lost your mind even in this way?" Gordon gritted his teeth and stopped.

Monsters in an angry state are often blinded by anger and use various powerful and consuming moves at random.

As long as they are careful to drag through this period of time, they will easily get tired.

But the red dragon is different. Even now, it still remains calm.

This can be seen from the fact that it just used the energy flame with a short range and ordinary power.

He wanted to trick the red dragon into using the powerful and even more energy-consuming blazing breath.

Unfortunately, the red dragon didn't fall for it.

While dodging the red dragon's continuous attack, Gordon was thinking about how to induce the former to waste more energy.

At this moment, continuous gunfire sounded.

"Boom! Boom!"

The shooters who had completed the ammunition supply rode the acid pterosaur back to the battlefield.

They landed and dispersed, and immediately launched fire support.

"Where is Nema's wound?! It's healed?" Gale couldn't help but swear.

Ansir's face was solemn.

As a shooter who was good at sniping, he also noticed the wounds on the red dragon that had not been completely healed, and came to a similar conclusion as Gordon.

——The energy reserves of the earth veins in this area were not abundant.

But he was not optimistic because of this.

Who can guarantee that the "reserve warehouse" where the red dragon reserves the energy of the earth veins is only this one?

Suppressing the uneasiness in his heart, Ansir took over the command from Gordon who was busy dealing with the red dragon.

"Feng Ying covers Gordon, and the others disperse to attack the red dragon's limbs to reduce its mobility!

Shooters, attack the wings as much as possible, and it is best to destroy the wing membrane"

Before he finished speaking, he felt a flash of light at the edge of his vision.

Looking up, he found that Pork Chop was clinging to the top of the cave, using the reflection of the cat sword to remind him to pay attention.

Ansir narrowed his eyes slightly, observed the arrangement of the hunting cats, and finally a smile appeared on his face.

After comparing the positions, Ansir said again: "Gordon! 30 meters at 2 o'clock, trap area! Lead the red dragon over there!"

Gordon, who was concentrating on dealing with the red dragon, didn't notice the actions of the hunting cats.

But after hearing Ansir say this, he immediately perked up and began to consciously attract the red dragon to that side.

This process cannot be too direct. If you just run in that direction, the red dragon is likely to realize that something is wrong.

On the top of the cave, Zhuchop and Xianglan, who had completed the arrangement of the blasting point, were riding a kite and landing shakily.

Zhuchop, who jumped to the ground, didn't rest for a moment, leaving Xianglan behind and flying towards Liefeng.

On the way, they also shouted Babaka, who kept screaming and firing at the red dragon.

After Gordon led the red dragon to the trap area, they had to find a way to "fix" the red dragon in that position for a few seconds to ensure that the falling rock would not hit the air.

For this critical moment, it prepared some "powerful" things.

It was in the backpack on Liefeng.