Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

"Boom—!"

The silver-white torrent swept across a towering stone cliff.

Like a bamboo pole cut by a sharp sword, the stone cliff broke from the middle, and the huge rock weighing hundreds of tons fell to the ground, and the deafening roar could be heard several kilometers away.

Flopping down, Gordon, who dodged the flying gravel, jumped up, and picked up the pork chop by the way, "Quick, quick! The ruins can already be seen!"

Pig Chop took out a small flying bomb, polished the fuse and fired it behind him, regardless of whether it could hit or not, and continued to run wildly with Gordon.

"Why is it still chasing meow?!"

Piggy turned around and looked at Lanlong, who was nimbly tossing and turning between the stone pillars and cliffs like a fish swimming in the water, and Lanlong, who was constantly approaching, said in a panicked tone, "It's obviously very close to the ruins meow, it doesn't seem to be so afraid of the ruins meow ?!"

"Maybe we pissed it off too much!"

Gordon slid down a section of slope with pork chops, then made an emergency turn, and used the cover of the mountain to avoid several high-pressure water bombs from Lanlong's jet. Determination?"

"What if it still refuses to retreat after reaching the ruins?!"

Gordon led the pork chop, and kept drilling into the narrow place between the rocks, using the terrain to slow down Lanlong's pursuit, "Then find a way to enter the ruins!

Didn't Pandan find a crack on the top of the ruins?

The ruins have been standing there for so many years before opening a crack, so they should be very strong. We will find a way after we hide in there.

At worst, spend a few days with that guy! "

"It hit meow!"

"Jump down!"

Gordon struggled to jump off a stone platform with a drop of four or five meters. Jumping from this height is very dangerous for ordinary people, and they may break their bones if they are not careful.

But as a hunter, this level of action is fundamental.

The protective structure of the greaves prevents the hunter's ankle from being broken by the powerful impact brought by his own weight and equipment weight at the moment of landing.

Subsequent unloading is commonplace.

After landing, Gordon rolled forward for a circle, jumped up quickly by inertia, and continued to run forward.

That stone platform collapsed into fragments under the spiral impact of Lanlong's wind blade.

"The ruins are ahead meow!"

"It's the last step!"

Lan Long, who had failed in the collision, swung his body, hovered and rose into the air, staring at the ancient ruins with his eyes, as if hesitating.

"Lanlong slowed down meow!" Pig Chop's surprised cry injected new momentum into Gordon's tired legs, but its tone immediately became frightened again, "The breath is coming again meow! It is the most powerful kind Meow!"

Gordon immediately turned his head and looked back.

Lanlong, coiled in the air, was covered with bright purple spots, and silver lights gathered in its huge mouth.

Gordon looked ahead.

The ruins are already in sight, but to climb up the ruins against Lanlong's attack, and then enter the ruins through the crack at the top, is tantamount to talking in sleep.

Maybe you can use the breath of the dragon

"Pork Chop! Do you have any flash bombs over there?"

"Also, there is another meow!"

"Give me!"

Pig Chop threw the flashbang to Gordon, "I've used it too many times, the effect is probably not good."

"I know, a few seconds is enough!"

Gordon stopped and turned around, holding the flash bomb and facing Lanlong.

The preparation time for Lanlong's breath this time is longer than before, and it seems that he intends to deal with this slippery hunter here in one go.

It's now!

The silver torrent, as solid as a solid, stabbed straight at the hunter. Gordon held his breath, and threw a flash bomb at the last moment, and fell to the ground at the same time.

Lanlong's sight was blurred, and it couldn't confirm the hunter's position for a while, so it swung its head, breath swept across a fan, and finally landed on the outer wall of the ruins.

"Zi——."

It sounded like a sharp knife scraping against metal.

At the place where the breath was fired, the overburden and vegetation covering the ruins were broken in the blink of an eye, while the bricks and stones from ancient times showed amazing hardness and toughness at this time.

The torrent's breath, which could easily cut several meters deep grooves on the granite, only left traces less than half a meter on the blue-black ancient bricks and stones.

There is obviously still a long way to go before being crushed and penetrated.

It's a good thing that the ruins are strong enough, but if you can't get in, everything is empty talk.

Seeing that Lanlong's breathing continued, Gordon gritted his teeth, got up on the ground, and yelled a few times.

Lanlong's attention was immediately attracted to him, it flicked its neck, breathed back and swept back, cutting another deep mark on the outer wall of the ruins.

Even the products of ancient civilizations cannot escape the erosion of time after all.

The ancient bricks and stones are still solid, but the solidity of the joints between the bricks and stones, and the integrity of the outer wall of the entire ruins have long been inferior.

At the intersection of the two deep scars plowed by the breath, the wall of the ruins finally loosened, and then collapsed inward to form a small crack.

Gordon's eyes lit up when he saw this, he first bent over and rolled, dodging the sweeping breath, then got up, and rushed towards the crack without stopping.

"Pork chop!"

"I see meow!"

The dexterous pork chop jumped into the crack ahead of Gordon.

Gordon followed suit.

They don't know what danger is in the ruins, mechanism? poison gas? Saggy floors? Incredible ancient monster?

But it was better than the terrifying ancient dragon in front of him who wanted to smash them into pieces.

They have already been exhausted, and the flash bombs have also been exhausted. If they don't break into the ruins to take a rest, they don't even have the energy to fight to the death.

"Hey—!"

The moment he rushed into the ruins, Gordon felt like he had come to another world.

Boundless darkness replaced everything, wind and rain, light, and sound were all isolated, and even Lanlong's angry howl became distant and indistinct.

Even though the gap is behind him, the sound can't come in?

Gordon couldn't explain this phenomenon, he called out tentatively, "Pork chop?"

"I'm here, meow!" Piggy ran over.

This made Gordon a little relieved.

Anyway, in such a weird and unfamiliar environment, with a companion who can communicate, the uneasiness in my heart will be relieved a lot.

Gordon made a "standby" gesture to the pork chop, moved quietly to the edge of the gap, and looked out cautiously.

In a few seconds, he stepped back.

"It's still wandering outside, and it doesn't look like it wants to leave." Gordon leaned against the wall and sat down, "Let's recover our strength on the spot and spend a while with it.

If it doesn't leave, let's try to explore the ruins a little bit, maybe we can find another exit and go out. "

"Good meow."

Pork Chop ran to Gordon's legs and fell down on his stomach.

It suddenly remembered something, and looked up, "It's pitch black, it seems that the interior of this ruin is not a whole space, otherwise you should be able to see the light penetrating through the cracks on the top."

Ge also raised his head, "Indeed, and the air inside is not too turbid. Is this the technology of ancient civilization?"

"I feel that all abnormalities can be forcibly explained by 'techniques of ancient civilization'." Pig Chow wagged his tail and complained.

"...Uh, maybe it's because of the crack on the top? If it really collapses for a year, it's enough to breathe."

"I think this reason is more reasonable meow."