Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

The four Silver Edges and the Kingdom Knights ran wildly along the scales and powder scattered by the swarm of gnawing insects.

The hunters were not good at dealing with these small creatures in groups, so the moment the swarm of insects rushed out of the hall, they were ready to fight to the death with all their members infected with the gnawing insect virus.

However, these gnawing insects didn't even look at them. They crowded and piled up, squeezed out of the hallway beside them, and flew out along the passage in the castle.

The warning signal sent by the companions on the top of the castle with sonic bombs let them know that the original noble silver dragon had arrived here.

Then there was no need to guess who the target of these gnawing insects was.

"Pork chop, ride on Amber and chase them! While they are crowded in the narrow passage, use explosive bombs to kill as much as possible!"

"Understood meow!" Pork chop grabbed Xianglan and jumped onto Amber's back.

Although Xianglan is not a professional explosive bomb cat, she certainly knows the most basic use of explosive bombs.

At this time, having two more paws to throw explosive bombs is more important than the accuracy and timing of throwing.

Before Xianglan, who was a little unresponsive, could sit still, Amber roared and accelerated, speeding at full speed in the winding corridor.

If it weren't for Zhuchou's quick eyes and hands to pull it, it would have been thrown off.

"Meow--!"

Before Xianglan could complain, Zhuchou stuffed a lot of slime mold explosive bombs into its paws, "Meow, what are you talking about? When you see the right opportunity to activate it, throw it out meow!"

"Where do you want to throw it, meow?" With explosive bombs in both paws, Xianglan, who couldn't hold the reins, could only lie on Amber's saddle, looking embarrassed.

"Throw it wherever you want, just don't blow us up, meow!"

Not long after the two cats and one dog left, a series of rumbling noises came from the front.

Hearing these explosions, Gordon and others were both expectant and worried.

I was expecting those small but powerful slime bombs to cause huge damage to the gnawing insects, but I was also worried that the ancient castle ruins could not withstand the bombs.

It would be terrible if it collapsed.

Fortunately, I don’t know whether it was because the castle was still strong or because the pigs were extra careful when using the bombs, but a large-scale collapse did not occur.

The hunters and knights who were running up layer by layer at full speed soon saw the broken bodies of gnawing insects all over the ground.

There were even those enlarged individuals that were more than two meters tall and larger than an adult.

Due to the high density of the insect swarm, many gnawing insects only had their wings blown off, but they were not dead. They lay on the ground twisting and struggling, and the hunters and knights would give them a knife when they passed by.

Liefeng even wanted to take a bite to taste it, but was slapped by Ansir.

These gnawing insects can adapt to various extreme environments. The high temperature of the explosion is not fatal to them, but the most direct shock wave can easily tear their weak bodies apart.

The weapons in the hunters' hands were the same. Even weapons such as the one-handed sword and the insect-handling stick, which were not known for their destructive power, could easily cut the fat gnawing insects that could not fly in half.

In order to avoid slowing down, Gordon and his men, whose weapons were too heavy, pulled out small knives for peeling, which were similar to hatchets for ordinary people, and chopped left and right while running. Some of the smaller ones even stepped on them directly.

Although the touch of the exploding pulp under their feet was disgusting, there was also an inexplicable sense of pleasure.

When the hunters and knights rushed out of the exit at the top of the castle, their bodies were already covered with purple-red poisonous blood and minced meat.

For the blood of gnawing insects, the [Crazy Pattern], who were rarely picky about food, showed obvious rejection and refused to absorb it at all.

And it was almost impossible for them who were soaked in the poisonous blood containing high concentrations of gnawing insect viruses not to be infected with the virus.

Fortunately, they had the medicine prepared in advance by the itinerant doctor Yan. If they took it in an emergency, at least they didn't have to worry about being affected in the battle.

The remaining residual poison could only be dealt with after returning.

As for the moment, there were more important things.

They cleared the explosive bombs they carried with them, and took advantage of the geographical advantage of the swarm of insects in the corridor, but even so, the size of the swarm was only slightly reduced.

Perhaps a quarter less? Or a fifth?

The remaining gnawing insects formed a blood-red cloud, covering the original silver dragon in the center of the platform.

The original silver dragon roared, and its wings and tail waved out afterimages, chopping many gnawing insects into pieces.

But the number of gnawing insects was too much, and even formed a blood-red tornado, engulfing it.

Soon, more than one gnawing insect attached to the armor-like shell of the silver-white ancient dragon.

The ring-shaped mouth full of tiny sharp teeth kept drilling in like a drill.

The Flame Hunter Squad, which was fighting the original silver dragon, had to retreat first, looking at the scene in shock.

For the past six or seven years, they have been fighting gnawing insects and monsters infected by gnawing insects.

But such a large number of gnawing insects can only be compared with the one in the fight against the Dark Dragon.

Arriving at the battlefield platform, Ansir shouted, "Artillery team! Focus your shotgun fire! Eliminate the gnawing insects with all your strength!"

The shooters, frightened by the sudden appearance of the gnawing insects, came to their senses one after another.

Gale pulled the bolt hard to load the shotgun.

This time, she used the female fire dragon light crossbow "Valkyrie Fire" that she had asked the workshop to help her speed up the production.

The power of this crossbow can't be compared with the Red Dragon Sniper Crossbow, and it is even inferior to the "Rose Rifle" newly made by Luqika. It is definitely a lower-level weapon.

But it has an advantage, which is that it can quickly fire shotguns (the mhx version can) and release shotguns.

Gale knew very well that their mission goal this time was only one, that is, "insect removal".

As for whether this female fire dragon light crossbow can cause effective damage to the original silver dragon, she doesn't care, that is the job of others.

"Don't aim!" Gale shouted to the shooters of the artillery team: "Don't care about the few in front of you! Empty all magazines towards the most densely populated area of ​​the swarm!

Go!"

Gale, holding the Valkyrie Fire, rushed to the swarm first.

The effective range of shotguns is limited. In order to ensure the maximum power, it is naturally better to be as close to the target as possible.

The shooters of the Kingdom Artillery Team, who are used to long-range shooting, hesitated for a moment, and only one person followed without thinking.

Even with the help of Kinsect, she would rush into the swarm before Gale.

That was of course Luchika.

This life-threatening fighting style was just what she wanted, with targets crowded around her.

Aim? What are you aiming for?

Just pull the trigger and it's done!

In the swarm, the wind of shrapnel caused a bloody rain, and Luchika, who was completely intoxicated, laughed wildly and fired crazily, "Ahahaha! Die, stink bugs!"

The two ladies had already rushed out, and the members of the Kingdom Artillery Team naturally couldn't stand by and watch.

They exhaled heavily, emptied their brains of reason, and rushed into the swarm with howls.

Ansel: "."

This artillery team was completely destroyed by Gale.

It must be said that the killing efficiency of shotguns against small (?) insects like gnawing insects that have no shell protection and are fragile.

Under the full-scale shooting of the artillery team members, the swarm of insects obviously became much sparser.

With a heart-pounding howl, the swarm of insects that enveloped the original silver dragon in a vortex exploded.

"Did it succeed?"

Before everyone could be happy, they saw that the scattered gnawing insects were no longer aggressive, but gathered like tired birds returning to their nests and flew towards the giant dragon in the center of the venue.

And the silver dragon no longer resisted, allowing the gnawing insects to fall on its chest, and the layers of wing feathers seemed to cover it with a blood-colored scarf.

Its eyes turned scarlet, and its roar was no longer as clear and majestic as before, but with a crazy temper and struggle.

"Gah-ah-ah--!"

It flapped its wings violently, jumped back to distance itself, and spurted out several blood-colored balls of light, forcing back the archers who tried to continue to help it get rid of the insects.

The muzzle of the crossbow in his hand had already become red and hot, and Gale had to stop firing, cursing.

"Neh, what kind of white lewd knight, has fallen so quickly?"