Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

Hearing the lookout's alarm, the captain immediately rushed to the side of the ship and shouted to the several small sand boats surrounding the sand dragon's body:

"The sand dragons are coming! Load the liver, don't worry about anything else, hurry up!"

The fishermen looked very reluctant, but they also knew that this was not the time to be greedy.

After cutting out the soft liver as quickly as possible and loading it onto a small sand boat, they quickly jumped onto their respective boats, adjusted the sails and moved faster.

At this time, the distance between the sand dragons and them was less than 100 meters. The dust raised by the angry sand dragons was like a small sandstorm.

The sand boat had just started, and the speed was not enough to get rid of the pursuit of the sand dragons.

The captain's face turned black when he realized this. The conflict was inevitable. It seemed that he had to fight.

He roared loudly and issued new instructions, "They are coming! Small sand boats gather around the sand dragon pill! You know the fate of being alone!

Stand firm one by one, don't fall! Those guys won't give you a chance to climb back along the safety rope!"

Fu Fu stared at the approaching group of sand dragons.

It is not easy to clearly observe the situation in the distance in the dancing sand and dust, not to mention that the group of sand dragons are constantly tumbling and leaping, you burrow into the sand and I jump out, and they all look similar, so it is difficult to accurately lock each one.

However, Fu Fu's dynamic vision is very good. After a period of observation, she finally managed to get a rough idea.

"Except for the largest sand dragon king! There are six or seven sand dragons!" She turned her head and shouted at the captain.

I don't know if it was because of Feng Ying's identity as a disciple or some other reason, the captain directly believed her judgment.

"With the eight sand dragons, it's not easy to deal with." He whispered to himself.

Suppressing the uneasiness in his heart, he continued to issue orders in a loud and powerful voice, "Prepare the heavy crossbow!

Don't use restraining bullets, just use lethal crossbow arrows, and cut the ropes on the harpoon for me!"

Sand Dragon Pill is his ship. Of course, he knows that it should be fine to lock one or two sand dragons on this ship, but if it locks more, it will be pulled over.

"There are not seven sand dragons, but six, and there is also a Sand Dragon King. Are you so lucky?"

At this moment, on the entire Sand Dragon Pill, no, in the entire fishing fleet, the only creature who can always maintain such a relaxed mentality is probably Xianglan.

It jumped onto Fufu's shoulder and looked behind the boat. "Wow, that Sand Dragon King is pretty big meow."

Following closely behind it, Yupa's whiskers trembled. "Is that guy very powerful meow?"

"Sand Dragon King meow?" Xianglan looked back at it and licked her paw. "Not very powerful meow. Its strength and size are about the same as the big monster bird meow, and it can't fly meow.

A skilled hunter can easily get rid of it meow. As for those small Sand Dragons, they are just small monsters and are not a threat meow."

It was as if he was talking about the mushroom pig in a contemptuous tone, and the captain's eyes twitched when he heard it.

The second prince on the side said helplessly: "You can't use the standards of the Silver Edge Hunting Group to look at the problem.

Hunters who have the ability to deal with the giant bird alone are definitely elite, not to mention that there are so many sand dragons around.

Such a large group, if you hunt alone, you must be at least a four-star hunter, or even a five-star hunter, to be sure, right?"

Looking at the terrifying appearance of the group of sand dragons chasing behind the fleet and stirring up a small sandstorm, the second prince couldn't help but add another sentence.

"Rather, the hunter who can deal with this group of monsters alone is already outrageous enough as a 'human'. Are we really the same species?"

Facing an ordinary sand dragon, Fu Fu nodded quickly with her eyes wide open, expressing her deep agreement.

Due to her family, her understanding of "hunter level" has always been a little biased.

Seven-star, eight-star, and nine-star sounds very impressive to her, but it lacks some sense of reality. After all, all the uncles, aunts, grandparents, and grandparents she knows seem to be the best.

She knows that her master Feng Ying is the best hunter because everyone tells her so.

But what does that mean? She doesn't know.

The only real understanding of the word "powerful" comes from the scene where Feng Ying cuts off the head of the Blue Speed ​​Dragon King with a sword.

She can't imagine anything above that.

Glancing at Fu Fu, as if seeing through her thoughts, Xianglan licked her paw and said, "If your father or mother is here, they can quickly kill all these sand dragons with a crossbow."

Then, it puffed up its belly and raised its voice a little, "If my master Hayata is here, replace all the little sand dragons with horned dragons, and replace the Sand Dragon King with Ao Mo, she will be more serious meow!"

Anyway, these people are ignorant, so it doesn't matter if they brag a lot meow.

"So Lord Xianglan can easily deal with their enemies?" Yupa looked at it eagerly.

The captain and others also looked over expectantly.

If Xianglan nodded, there would be nothing to be afraid of. They would immediately follow it to the stern and watch how it slaughtered the group of sand dragons alone.

Xianglan's expression froze for a moment. It scratched its beard and said seriously: "That can't be done. Frontal combat is not what I am best at."

Fortunately, it is still responsible. After all, it was hired by the captain and others with a high salary. It can't let everyone down.

It ran to the stern on all fours, stared at the group of sand dragons that were about to catch up with it in the last twenty or thirty meters, turned its head and meowed loudly:

"Let the bed crossbow and all the harpooners gather on the starboard side meow, prepare to turn sharply to the right meow!"

The captain, who had participated in the "Great Desert Feast" more than once, immediately understood Xianglan's intention-it was going to make a comeback.

After hesitating for less than a second, he decided to accept Xianglan's proposal.

The captain ordered in a loud voice, "The bed crossbow turns to the right, all the harpooners go to the starboard side, and prepare to attack! Everyone, hold on!"

The order was passed down, and the fishermen on both the sand dragon pill and the small sand boat immediately took action. The fishermen responsible for adjusting the sails and the balance pole also pulled the ropes and prepared to assist the sharp turn.

"Three! Two! One! Now meow!"

The captain who received the signal turned the rudder to the right, and the sails and the balance pole were also adjusted in coordination. The sand dragon pill tilted an angle of nearly 30 degrees and turned sharply to the right.

At the same time, several sonic bombs whose fuses had been pulled out a few seconds in advance also happened to fall in the center of the group of sand dragons that were chasing at full speed.

Sharp high-frequency noises broke out, and almost in an instant, all the sand dragons, including the Sand Dragon King, jumped out of the sand with spasms, rolled on the ground, and twitched all over.

The fishing fleet that completed the sharp turn just came to the side of the group of sand dragons.

Facing the group of sand dragons lying on the sand and twitching, the captain shouted excitedly: "Attack!"

The fishermen in charge of operating the heavy crossbows were all veterans who had joined the "Taoyan" and had rich combat experience.

They all skipped the largest and most difficult to kill Sand Dragon King, each locked a sand dragon, and pulled the trigger.

"Clang!"

The heavy crossbow was triggered, and the crossbow string made a harsh buzzing sound.

At this distance, there was no doubt about the power of the heavy crossbow, and the group of sand dragons lying on the ground were fixed targets, so there was no reason to miss the target.

The heavy crossbow arrow penetrated the abdomen of a sand dragon and went straight through its spine. The bloody three-edged crossbow arrow penetrated more than half of it and almost went straight through.

Another crossbow arrow penetrated the chest and neck of another sand dragon, nailing it to the sand.

Two of the six sand dragons were reduced in an instant.

Those harpooners holding harpoons were not vegetarians. Although the power of hand-thrown harpoons could not be compared with that of heavy crossbows, they were more numerous and the projection speed was faster.

In less than ten seconds, the harpooners had thrown two or even three harpoons each.

Even though some of them missed and fell on the sand, more of them hit the target accurately, including the Sand Dragon King. Almost every sand dragon had several harpoons pierced its body.

Two more were hit in the vitals, and the seriously injured sand dragons lost their ability to move.

The only ones who could pose a threat to the fleet were the Sand Dragon King himself and the two sand dragons that were also seriously injured.

The balance of victory suddenly tilted towards the fishing fleet.

Just when many optimistic fishermen thought the battle was coming to an end, the furious roar suppressed the cheers of the crowd.

"Gaaoaoao——!"

The blood-stained Sand Dragon King roared and jumped up, knocking away the small sand boat in front of him, and led the remaining two sand dragons to rush towards the largest Sand Dragon Ball.