Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

There were indeed several dog dragons in the training ground, their legs tied with ropes, lying on the ground screaming and struggling.

Feng Ying put down the humanoid frame with the armor hanging on it, and looked at the dog dragons again, feeling a little embarrassed, "This set of equipment doesn't look like it can be put on in a few minutes.

I won't die suddenly halfway through putting it on, right?

Do I have to pick up the weapon and chop it twice for each part? This is too cruel."

The leader of the second-term group looked helpless, "Didn't you listen carefully just now? It's not that you will be sucked of life immediately after putting on this set of equipment, but you have to activate it before it will work.

Before activation, this is just a normal armor. Well, if you can survive the spiritual erosion of this armor."

"Oh, I understand, it's okay to put it on first, right?"

Feng Ying said, and was about to take off the [Underworld Light and Ghost Fire] on her body. Hayata opened her mouth, but in the end she said nothing.

Logically speaking, it is better for women to change clothes in the locker room.

But considering that Feng Ying was about to try on not ordinary clothes, but the forbidden armor that would drive ordinary people, even most hunters crazy.

It was better to change clothes under everyone's supervision. As for face, it was not as important as life. Besides, she was wearing a lining under the armor.

Feng Ying didn't think about that at all, and took off the original armor on her body carelessly.

She stretched her body, came to the human frame, grabbed the torso and put it on, without any nervousness.

"I'll help." Hayata walked to her side and prepared to help her tidy up the buckle of the armor.

At the moment of contact with the armor, Hayata's face changed.

In her feeling, the part where her fingers touched the armor became as hot as red-hot charcoal.

Bloodthirstiness, violence, greed, all kinds of negative emotions flooded into her mind, just like when she tried to touch the forbidden material.

No, it should be said that it was much more obvious and intense than the feeling at that time.

Feng Ying, however, was like nothing had happened. She happily lifted up the breastplate that fit her chest shape and clicked the dark golden pattern on it.

Is she enduring?

It doesn't look like she feels anything.

"Gordon, come and have a look." She said.

The leader of the second-term group and others who knew how evil this set of armor was were also surprised.

They certainly knew what it would feel like to touch this set of armor. During the process of handling and carrying, they had to wear thick dragon leather gloves for isolation, otherwise they would not be able to endure the pain that directly affects the mind.

After listening to Hayata's words, Gordon walked to Feng Ying and stretched out his hand to press on her back.

"Hmm"

Gordon frowned, he knew what Hayata was surprised about.

It was obvious that this set of armor was rejecting them, but it seemed that it did not reject Feng Ying.

He clenched his fist and punched Feng Ying's back, or more precisely, the back of the [Dragon Pattern] armor.

At the moment of punching, a ray of red light flashed through the gap of his [Crazy Mark] armor, and the domineering spirit of the Exterminating Dragon seemed to be awakened for a moment.

"Bang——!"

"Ah!" With a scream, the defenseless Feng Ying was almost knocked to the ground by him.

"What are you doing?!" Hayata looked at Gordon in surprise.

Gordon didn't reply, and reached out to touch the armor on Feng Ying's body again.

The pain that corroded the spirit not only did not weaken, but became a little heavier.

"It's useless. This trick sometimes works well against [Crazy Mark]." Gordon muttered to himself.

Hayata drove him away in a bad mood.

An Xier, who understood Gordon's purpose, couldn't help but cover his face.

Not everything can be done with great force.

"It hurts so much," Feng Ying said with a bitter face, but fortunately, her upper body was protected by armor, so she was not injured.

After Hayata patted her vest a few times, he stopped beating around the bush and asked directly: "Do you feel uncomfortable when touching the armor?

Like tingling, burning pain, confusion, etc.?"

"Ah?" Feng Ying turned her head and was stunned for two seconds before she responded: "No, if I have to say, this set of armor feels warm when you first put it on, not cold like other armor.

It's a bit similar to... the feeling of touching your own skin? Isn't it a bit disgusting to describe it this way?"

The dragon worker stroked his beard on the side, "Sure enough, I haven't been Rejection? I have considered this situation.

After all, you have resonated with the red dragon more than once. From a certain perspective, your compatibility should be the best.

Either you are extremely susceptible to influence, or you can dilute or even ignore its influence. From the current situation, it seems to be the latter.

This is good news, but don't be careless.

Especially at the moment of completing the equipment, the concept of a single component and a full set of clothing is different. Remember to be firm and tense. "

"Oh oh." Feng Ying nodded obediently.

Knowing that this set of equipment will have a corrosive effect on others, she refused Hayata's help and completed the outfit alone.

Now only the last helmet, or the crown part, is left.

At this time, Ansir spoke up, "Don't fasten the armor buckle too tightly. If you feel something is wrong, don't force it. Scream out and we will help you take off the armor immediately.

Remember, this armor will consume your life. Don't force it. This is not the only chance to try.

Gordon, Hayata, Julius, you swordsmen are stronger, be prepared, rush up to hold her and help her take off the armor at any time."

Gordon nodded, even put on his helmet and pulled down his visor, ready to fight Feng Ying if she lost control.

Ansel took the training sword from Feng Ying again, "If you are really ready, come to me, I will decide whether to give you the weapon or not."

"Okay." Feng Ying nodded seriously and took the crown part from the humanoid frame.

Concentrate, take a deep breath, and put on the crown under the gaze of everyone.

Just as the crown landed on her head, a scarlet light flashed.

The crown that originally only covered her forehead quickly deformed and turned into a hideous visor that covered most of her face above her mouth.

(Picture from the crazy flying mushrooms on station B)

At the same time, the armor on various parts of her body also unfolded with a sharp sound of "swoosh!", and ominous blood light flashed from the gaps in the armor.

The whole set of [Dragon Pattern] instantly turned into another look.

Like a dragon waking up from a deep sleep, showing its claws and fangs.

Feng Ying groaned and almost fell to the ground. She supported her body with one hand and barely maintained a half-kneeling posture.

"The armor is directly activated!" The leader of the second phase group shouted in shock, "Take it off quickly! This state will burn out the user's life in a few minutes at most!"

Gordon and his men had already rushed up, but Feng Ying suddenly raised her hand at this time, "Wait a minute!"

Gordon's steps were frustrated, and hesitant in his heart, whether to ignore Feng Ying's opinion and forcibly strip off the armor, or give her a few more seconds.

Without the energy to say anything more, Feng Ying clenched her fists and slammed them into the ground, smashing the stone brick under her.

"Go back!"

With her low roar, the blood light gushing from the gap of the [Dragon Pattern] armor flashed twice and finally disappeared.

"Ka-ka-" With a light sound, the unfolded armor and face shield gradually closed and returned to their original appearance.

After taking a few deep breaths, Feng Ying stood up with some difficulty, and walked towards An Xier step by step.

"Give it to me." She stretched out her hand to An Xier.

After staring at Feng Ying, who was emitting a dangerous aura and had an indifferent and even somewhat gloomy look, for a moment, An Xier finally raised the corner of his mouth and handed her the weapon.

Feng Ying took the weapon and shook the blade, and the [Dragon Pattern] armor that had just been silent for a while awakened and unfolded again.

Without saying a word, she rushed towards the screaming dog dragons.