Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

Hayata burst out with extremely high speed from the very beginning, and Pandan and Pork Chop had to run on all fours to keep up with her.

But they don't ask Hariyata to slow down, wait for them.

The most important thing right now is speed and time. Hilda's words before departure still linger in their minds.

——Different from ordinary monsters, ancient dragons have wisdom and intelligence not inferior to human beings. When the taboo head is destroyed, the manic Lanlong is likely to calm down. In other words, the sooner you blow up that head, the more we will Early safety.

The companions bet their safety on their own actions, and doing their best is the only choice.

Hayata downed a bottle of forced drug and picked up the pace again.

"There's no need to hide from anyone, hurry up to the ruins!"

"Meow!"

Lanlong, who was chasing Gordon, suddenly coiled up in mid-air.

The purple-red spots on its body shone dazzlingly in the night sky.

Gordon, who looked back from time to time while running wildly, confirmed Lanlong's movements. Based on his experience of entanglement with Lanlong, Lanlong's attack methods can be roughly divided into three categories.

The power and duration of the breath attack can be controlled, most of the time it appears as a silver torrent with super destructive power, and occasionally it is a high-pressure water bomb with almost no warning.

All kinds of storms, big tornadoes, small tornadoes, you can avoid them if you are careful, but if you are sucked into the sky, you will die.

There are also relatively rare direct attacks with limbs, biting, tail strikes, spiral collisions wrapped in wind blades, etc., the power is equally astonishing.

It can be said that no matter what kind of attack hits the front, it is basically a tragedy of instant serious injury or even death on the spot.

Coiled and hovered, the whole body glows, and the neck is tilted back.

This is undoubtedly a precursor to breathing.

Gordon did not speed up to escape, but stopped and turned around, his eyes fixed on Lanlong in the air.

The range of that silver torrent breath can easily reach hundreds of meters, so it doesn't make much sense to run a few more steps. It's better to observe the opponent's movements carefully and be prepared to dodge.

He even found time to down a bottle of forced drugs.

Since changing into the Tyrannosaurus suit, he feels that he is eating faster and faster.

"Woo—!"

The breath slashed down like a materialized silver giant sword, Gordon rolled to one side in time, and a deep scar nearly 100 meters long was cut on the ground.

Intense water splashes gushed out from it, almost forming a water wall.

"Damn it, is it the most powerful gear when it comes up?" Gordon jumped up from the ground cursingly, and accelerated his steps.

Lanlong's blow and breath were far from over.

The landing point of the silver torrent closely followed Gordon's running path and strafed past. At the moment when the two were about to intersect, Gordon swooped and rolled again, narrowly avoiding the blow that could shatter him.

So far, the power of the mist dragon's torrent breath has obviously weakened, but it is still enough to break mountains and rocks.

It adjusted the direction of its breath, and continued to shoot at Gordon who had just got up.

"Again?!"

Time was running short, and Gordon was not completely sure of avoiding the oncoming terrifying torrent.

Fortunately, the support shots from teammates arrived in time.

Amidst the sharp beeping sound, the dragon's arrow wrapped in flames pierced the night sky and rushed towards the side of Lan Long's head.

Lanlong, who kept breathing, noticed the arrow, and it even responded within the blink of an eye.

Lanlong turned his head abruptly, and the dragon's arrow rubbed against the magnificent horns made of pure gold on its head, and was blown away in a series of turbulent sparks, disappearing into the night sky.

"Tsk."

Hilda quickly put away the Horned King Bow and quickly shifted her position, while talking to herself, "I shot too many arrows last time, have you learned how to deal with it?

Gu Long deserved to be Gu Long, he had to find a way. "

Hilda's Arrow Dragon Arrow did not cause any substantial damage to Lanlong, but it also interrupted the latter's breath that had not yet completely ended.

It was an indirect help to Gordon.

Lanlong's shining silver eyes turned, locking on to the ghost-like figure that was moving and jumping among countless mountains and rocks.

This guy also remembers it.

"Woo—."

Lanlong swayed his body and chanted for a long time. The whirlwind quickly condensed and strengthened, turning into several tornadoes and enveloping the bowhunter.

Where the tornado passed, countless vegetation and shrubs were uprooted and shredded, and even smaller rocks could not be avoided and were involved.

Although this kind of power is not as powerful as breathing, it is enough to hang anyone.

Moreover, in such a complex and fierce wind, wanting to ensure the stability of shooting arrows is tantamount to talking in sleep. Hilda also had to temporarily give up the plan of shooting and diverting, and ran with all her strength to avoid the encircling tornado.

After using the tornado to entangle the hunter, Lanlong turned his attention back to Gordon.

What the hunters couldn't imagine was that Lanlong, who couldn't sleep because of the breath leaked from the ruins, had replayed the experience of being walked that night countless times.

It was just to divert attention and relieve anxiety, but I didn't expect these guys to come to the door again.

Then stay.

Lanlong raised his neck again, began to gather strength, and prepared to breathe out.

However, at this moment, two armor-piercing grenades shot in a row, and after a short delay, they exploded.

"Aww!!"

The sudden attack and explosion startled Lanlong, and it suddenly turned to the direction of the attack.

There is still one?

However, as far as the line of sight was concerned, no living creatures could be found.

After firing two crossbow bombs, Anshir immediately dodged and hid behind a towering stone pillar, and quickly replaced the Wang Ya Pao [Zhen Lei] with a penetrating bullet magazine.

Following Hilda's suggestion, the ammunition he carried this time was mainly piercing bullets.

Although the structure and design concept of this heavy crossbow, shotguns are the most suitable type of ammunition, but considering that the opponent this time is Gu Long, it is better to be more conservative.

Even if it is "not the most suitable", the weapon quality of Wangya Cannon [Zhenlei] far exceeds that of Mithril Rifle and Cannon [Father Bird], and the power of the piercing bullets fired cannot be underestimated.

Lanlong stared at the stone pillar closely, although he didn't see it, but its perception method was far more than simple vision.

It could feel that there was a "something" hiding behind the stone pillar, and with a flick of its complicated spinous fins, Lanlong swam quickly and flexibly like a fish in the water.

"It found you! Run!" Hilda reminded loudly as she carefully searched for a gap among the tornadoes and dodged like a needle.

The reason why she was able to hide from Lanlong's attention repeatedly was because of the "secret" effect of the black suit on the one hand, and more importantly, because she was extremely proficient in stealth skills such as suppressing breath and moving silently.

Today's Anshir obviously can't do this, just avoiding Lanlong's sight is useless!

Lanlong, who quickly made a half circle around the stone pillar, opened its huge mouth, and a table-sized water polo shot out like a cannonball.

Anshir, who realized that he had been exposed, immediately ran at full speed, and the whistling sound of the water bomb's breath piercing the air exploded behind his ears, and he immediately flew to the ground.

The water bombs hit the rocky ground a few meters behind Anshir, and the shattered rocks splashed like a waterfall, enveloping him.