Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

Faced with the surging dragon flames, the flames that had consumed the Kinsect had nowhere to hide.

She could only put on the fire-resistant clothes as quickly as possible, hold her breath, curl up her body and lie down, hoping that the fire-resistant clothes and the Mud Dragon Z inlaid with a large number of fire-resistant beads could save her life.

"Whoosh!" The air expanded rapidly under the heating of the dragon flames, and it was wrapped with the dragon flames and turned into a hot wind that melted everything, whistling in the ears of the flames.

Even if it jumped into the magma, it could hold on for a few seconds, and it played its due role.

But the continuous spray of fan-shaped dragon flames obviously exceeded the threshold that this set of armor could withstand.

In the first second when the breath hit, the ground began to become red hot, and the fire-resistant clothes that could withstand the high temperature of the fire dragon's breath turned into ashes in an instant.

In the second, the fire-resistant beads inlaid on the armor burst out with a dazzling strong light, and then exploded one by one.

In the third and fourth seconds, the edge of the armor of the Mud Dragon Z began to melt, and the temperature inside the almost completely sealed armor began to rise rapidly.

Lieyan felt as if she was in boiling oil, and large brown-red burn spots and blisters appeared on the surface of her body.

In a few seconds, she would be burned alive.

Am I going to die?

Such a thought came to Lieyan's heart.

The burning pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow and made people want to scream seemed to disappear.

She was unexpectedly calm at this time.

Fortunately, she had handed over the inheritance sword to Feng Ying in advance. Although she felt a little sorry for her, she could only ask her to help continue to protect Yanhuo Village.

Huoya, Shuiyun.

Suddenly, she felt her body lighten.

The fang hound, who was bathed in fire, came at some point and grabbed her red-hot back armor, pulled her up and threw her behind her, and then unfolded the protective umbrella.

"Godson?" (The name of my second Fanghound)

The protective umbrella that could block the attack of large monsters was melted almost instantly, but it used its body to buy the most important one or two seconds.

The spearman followed closely and rushed into the dragon flame, smashing the big shield in front of her, like a reef in the sea, splitting the surging dragon flame to both sides.

The flames that rolled on the ground raised their heads and looked at this scene in some surprise.

Watching the figures of the Fanghound and the spearman gradually become red and hot in the continuous spewing of dragon flames, they never fell down, let alone retreated.

"Pika!"

Ahun roared and approached from the side. With the residual heat of the dragon flame radiation, he hit the black dragon's head with a super solution that he tried his best, and the black dragon's head was smashed to one side.

The fan-shaped breath that lasted for more than ten seconds was finally interrupted.

The black dragon howled and swung its claws to fight back. Ahun had no intention of retreating. After taking the attack with precise defense, he continued to attack without reservation.

At the same time, several petite and flexible figures came running from a distance.

They were the Elu of Shuretsen Hill.

Led by Niucho, they didn't care about the high temperature of the ground and armor that was enough to burn the pads, and hurriedly dragged Lieyan onto the cart.

Lieyan struggled to get up, and said hoarsely with her throat burned by the high-temperature gas: "Go save them!"

Niucho pressed her back to the cart, "They have already sacrificed meow!"

"Also"

"Roar--!"

The ferocious roar interrupted their dispute, and the shield axe user who was frantically attacking the black dragon hit him with another desperate super solution.

While tearing a huge wound on the black dragon's head, it was whipped away by the dragon's tail.

The black dragon, without any obstruction, stared at Lieyan again.

A ball of dragon fire burst out of his mouth.

The Elu screamed and closed their eyes. At this moment, a flash of sword light passed by, and the sharp sword energy split the dragon flame.

But it was just a split, and no matter how sharp the slash was, it could not extinguish the dragon flame.

The scattered remaining flame fell on Amos's [Silver Sun] and burned fiercely.

"Take her away."

After turning his head and leaving a sentence, Amos waved his sword and rushed towards the roaring black dragon alone.

Lieyan wanted to struggle, but Niucho swung his cat bone stick and hit her head hard.

The moment the silver-white sword and the black dragon claw collided, this was the last scene she saw before she lost consciousness.

Thousands of miles away in the Duntrad Wetland.

Hayata, who was practicing swordsmanship with a general sickle crab, felt a panic for no reason.

The red sword energy condensed on the blade also collapsed and dissipated as her mind was shaken.

Hayata lowered the sword in a daze.

The general sickle crab, with its shell broken and its sickle-like forelimbs becoming a mess, hurriedly dug a hole and drilled into the ground to escape from this inexplicable evil star.

She had no intention of chasing him.

Xianglan noticed her abnormality and ran over, looking at her worriedly, "What's wrong, meow? Are you feeling unwell, meow?"

Hayata leaned on the sword and took a few deep breaths. The panic and confusion in her tone could not be concealed.

"I, I don't know."

More than an hour ago, when the red flare rose, Ernest and the guild knights who were guarding the camp outside the ancient city of Shulet had already prepared for battle.

At the same time, they relayed the signal to summon the airship.

Looking in the direction of the ancient city ruins, Ernest, who was wearing the heavy armor of the Emperor and fully armed, was worried.

According to the plan, even if the reconnaissance team had a conflict with the black dragon, it should be after entering the dragon's nest near the core area of ​​the ancient city ruins.

But the flare came too early. Whether it was calculated from the time or the position where the flare rose, the reconnaissance team obviously failed to reach the core area of ​​the ancient city.

In addition, the fire that illuminated the sky red.

There was only one explanation - the black dragon discovered them early and took the initiative to attack.

This could almost be said to be the worst case scenario.

"Something is coming!" The guild knight standing on the top of a big tree, holding a telescope and responsible for observation, shouted, "It's Elu's cat car!"

Ernest took a deep breath, pulled down his armor, and walked towards the entrance of the ancient city with a sledgehammer on his back.

The guild's heavy knights wearing heavy armor also raised their shields and held their spears horizontally, came to Ernest, and jointly built a line of defense.

The purpose of this line of defense was to stop the black dragon from chasing the reconnaissance team and buy time for the reconnaissance team to retreat.

The cat car drifted across the stone road and came at a high speed.

The leader, Steak, meowed loudly, "Severe burns meow! Doctor meow!"

The guild knight in charge of lookout on the treetop shouted, "No black dragon has been found, it's safe for now!"

Ernest felt relieved when he heard this, and waved his hand. A doctor hurried up to treat the wounded.

"Wait, where are the others?" The cat car came closer and asked Ernest in surprise when he found something wrong.

"Meow" Steak drooped his ears, and the meaning couldn't be more obvious.

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Ernest took a deep breath and barely calmed down, "Take the time to treat the wounded. After completing the emergency treatment, we will retreat."

At this moment, a suffocating pressure came from top to bottom and hit everyone's heart.

The dark dragon swooped down from the clouds, and the moment it passed over everyone's head, the blazing dragon flames were swayed.

"Defense!" Ernest roared loudly.

The well-trained heavy knights raised their shields together, overlapping each other to form a steel barrier.

The heavy alloy shield softened under the high temperature of the dragon flame, but no one let go.

Ernest raised the sledgehammer and prepared for a fierce battle.

However, the black dragon didn't care about them at all. After spitting out the dragon flame, it never looked at them again. It waved its dragon wings and flew away.

Looking at the shadow of destruction going away, Ernest fell into a daze.

"This is the worst case scenario"