Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

The rain is getting heavier.

The terrain of the Lingfeng Mountains is inherently rugged, and even experienced hunters have to slow down a little when walking at night in such a climate.

Alva behaved even worse.

Fortunately, he was not fully armed like the hunters, and the only "weight" was the professor behind him, but even so, he still slipped a few times, making him and the professor covered in mud and water.

Gordon, who was at the front of the line to open the way, stretched out his fist and made a gesture. Everyone paused and leaned against a stone wall for a short rest.

"We are getting farther and farther away from the ruins." In the wind and rain, Gordon had to raise his voice slightly, "Look at the rain, Lanlong is probably very active, it may appear at any time, everyone be vigilant.

We are about to leave the stone forest area with dense stone cliffs. Without shelter, Lanlong can easily spot us from the air, so we must pass as soon as possible!

Hayata, it's you who lead the way. After I'm done, Anshir helps Alva and the others. Alva, just drink the forced drug, and start running wildly! "

"clear!"

"knew."

Everyone quickly changed positions, and Alva also drank the forced drug.

"Pork Chop! Pandan! Keep an eye on the sky, let's sprint and pass through the open area as fast as possible!"

Hayata adjusted the equipment on her body, took a light breath and began to run at a faster speed.

Opening a road in this mountainous area where the vegetation is not considered lush, but the terrain is very complicated, is different from the dense forest.

Although it is not necessary to expend a lot of physical strength to clean up the branches and vines, it is necessary for the pathfinder to concentrate on finding a relatively convenient route for the team.

Especially in the current situation where it is necessary to speed up as much as possible, the physical and energy consumption of the opener will be very large.

The reason why Gordon transferred this burden to Hayatta is because the latter is agile and faster than him.

On the other hand, I also hope to save a little more physical strength to deal with possible battles.

In the wind and rain, the team of hunters ran wildly.

The heavy rain covered everything like a curtain, and the visibility was very low. Gordon kept turning his head, looking at the sky behind him.

Except for the blurred pitch-black sky and the huge cyclone that almost covered most of the sky, nothing could be seen.

"It's a good thing." Gordon kept telling himself, "It's the best case if we don't find out."

"Meow--!"

The pork chop next to Gordon suddenly screamed, "It's coming meow! Meow at seven o'clock!"

Gordon's heart beat twice, and he quickly turned his head to see a blurry white shadow tumbling through the extremely low black rain cloud.

"Hidden!" Gordon reminded the team loudly.

"Hidden!" Anshir, who was in the middle of the team, repeated Gordon's instructions so that Hayatta, who was running at the front of the team, would not hear him under the influence of the wind.

Everyone immediately stopped and dispersed.

From the air, moving targets are easy to spot, while stationary targets are relatively easy to ignore.

There is no shelter around, everyone can only rely on the camouflage on their bodies, lying down to hide.

Fortunately, everyone was prepared before the trip. Gordon and Hayatta had camouflage cloaks modified from canvas, and Anshir's Xunlong armor had the effect of night clothes.

Elle and the others got into the ground, and the clothes on Alva and the professor were also camouflaged with mud, charcoal ash, and plant branches and leaves, so as not to be exposed directly.

Everyone held their breath and remained motionless.

No one knows whether in the open area, without the cover of trees and terrain, whether the camouflage on his body can deceive Lanlong's sight.

All you can do now is pray.

"Woo—."

Qingyue's cry sounded above the hunters' heads.

Gordon felt a little relaxed, the sound was still far away, Lanlong should still be churning at the height of the clouds, and had not lowered the altitude, so the probability of them being discovered was not high.

hope it flies by like this

In a small hole not far from Gordon, Pork Chop is staring up at the sky.

"It went up, meow." Piggy reported the situation in a low voice, "It disappeared into the clouds, meow."

Gordon continued to lie there like a rock, "Don't move in a hurry, just wait until it flies away."

"It appeared meow again! It started to swoop meow!" Zhu Chop's voice suddenly became high-pitched, "It seems to have found us meow!"

The whistling wind above his head was getting closer to the screaming, and Gordon couldn't figure out what went wrong.

Is Lanlong's vision really that sharp? In the sky close to the clouds, and in such a dark rainy night, can they be found in disguise?

"Woo—!"

"It's preparing to breathe meow!" Pig Chop screamed.

"Avoid!" Gordon yelled, jumped up, and rolled sideways.

It is difficult to judge where Lanlong's condescending breath falls, how to avoid it at such a time, and whether it can be avoided, can only be left to fate.

The silver-white torrent swept across the position where Gordon had just prostrated.

The ground exploded in an instant, and the hard granite was as fragile as mud before the breath, and a deep ditch several meters deep was instantly plowed.

The gravel flew through the armor and hurt Gordon. If it hit him directly, it might even break his bones.

Gordon got up in shock, looked at the deep ditch, and was stunned for a moment.

He was not surprised by the power of Lanlong's breath, but was surprised by the angle of the breath bombardment.

He originally thought that Breath would sweep across the team of them, and he was very worried that someone among his companions would be tricked.

As a result, the initial landing point of the breath was the position where he was lying down, and then it continued to extend tens of meters in the direction of no one behind the team.

It doesn't seem to care about the other people in the team at all, the target of the attack, only yourself?

Gordon couldn't help but look up, looking at the mysterious and beautiful huge white shadow flying in the air in front of him.

The pair of pupils shining with silvery white light were tightly locked on themselves, just like the eyes on the airship a few years ago.

Is this guy still brooding over his provocation of "one day I will challenge you" back then?

Can't it? !

The mist dragon hovering in the air slightly tilted its neck back, and the light of its breath gathered in its mouth again.

Gordon suddenly turned around and ran in the direction he came from, while turning his head and shouting: "Hayatta! Anshir! You continue to evacuate!

It's targeting me! I'll use the ruins to get rid of it, get out! "

"Meow!"

Pig Chop jumped out of the hole and threw a flash bomb at Lanlong who was about to exhale.

In fact, it didn't think that this flash bomb would be effective at all, it just hoped to attract Lanlong's attention.

To everyone's surprise, the strong light of the flash bomb actually interrupted Lanlong's breath, but it did not fall because of this, but let out a long howl of anger.

The pure white spiny fins were stained with a layer of dark cloud-like luster, and purple-red spots emerged on its body, and the mist dragon quickly circled and danced.

"Hey—!"

With its movements, a tornado storm is taking shape rapidly around it.

"Anger, so that's the case. Is the color change really due to emotions?" The professor lying behind Alva said to himself inappropriately, "It will be affected by flash bombs. This is important information that can trigger a storm so quickly. Can 'steam' really explain it?"

"Senior Gordon!"

"Gordon!"

Hayata and Anshir subconsciously wanted to catch up, but were blocked by the tornado storm caused by Lanlong.