Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

At first glance, it looked like a flying dragon, but its skeleton was much thinner than that of a flying dragon. The orange-red monster raised its spoon-shaped beak, smashed a small tree two or three times, and dragged it away with its mouth.

The small tree was dragged to the open space in the forest, where it was piled up with the large pile of withered and yellow branches.

"Google!" Torn off by its claws and giant beak, the small tree quickly turned into countless fragments, and after a little tidying up, it became a part of the pile of dead branches.

——This is a nest that has not yet been built.

For scholars, especially for the team of scriveners who focus on studying the ecology of monsters, the scene of the monster bird nesting in front of him is quite rare and has great research value as "ecological data".

but for hunters

Great! It's a lair! Too bad he wasn't sleeping.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter if you sleep or not."

Gordon walked out of the shadows in the forest, and he went straight to the big monster bird, "Pig Chop, you don't need to shoot, just use flash bombs or sonic bombs to blow it down when it is about to fly away."

"Good meow." Zhu Chop touched the prop bag behind him, "When it's almost done, come down and set a trap meow."

The conversation between one person and one cat did not lower the volume, and the words and footsteps immediately attracted the attention of the big strange bird with keen hearing.

Its ears were open, and it looked warily at Gordon, who was walking towards it.

The big monster birds occupying the upper-middle ecological niche are not without natural enemies, but they are deeply rooted in the instinct of the group, and the predators that must be vigilant obviously do not include the small ones in front of them.

So the big monster bird stretched its neck and let out a demonstrative roar.

"Gahoooo—!"

The fan-shaped pinna played a role similar to a loudspeaker, and the huge sound wave forced Gordon to stop for a moment. After the sound wave stopped for a while, he continued to move forward.

When the distance between the two was less than 20 meters, the big monster bird finally couldn't help it, and rushed up with a strange cry.

Gordon stood firm, held a sword in both hands, adjusted the state of his muscles and joints, and fixed his eyes on the galloping orange-red giant bird.

Courage gesture.

Although it is only a three-star dangerous monster, and it has a slightly funny nickname like "Teacher Yangkuku", in fact, in the eyes of many hunters, especially novice hunters, the big monster bird is a very troublesome existence.

The body shape, momentum, carapace, flying ability, body structure, and breathing ability are all similar to those of the flying dragon, only slightly inferior.

The hunter who can successfully hunt it will be initially recognized as having the strength to challenge the flying dragon.

In the Hunter Guild, there are several monsters with similar positioning, such as water dragons, sleeping birds, Sharon Kings, strange dragons and so on.

If you don't hunt this kind of monster alone, the guild will not give it the qualification to challenge the four-star promotion mission. Therefore, these monsters also have the saying of "veteran certificate".

Of course Gordon had crossed that threshold long ago, but when he turned around, he faced the monster bird again wearing a novice armor whose defense effect was almost zero.

It still feels a little "stimulating".

Gordon gripped the hilt of his sword—that's the thrill he wanted.

The big monster bird lowered its head slightly, and pointed the tip of its giant beak at the hunter who stood still.

At the last moment of the attack, Gordon turned and slid to stagger away, but the crisis was not resolved. Following the giant beak were sharp claws that could easily cut through the chest and abdomen of large creatures.

The inexperienced hunter was inevitably in a hurry at this time, but Gordon swung the big sword in time, and slid again with the counter force from the hilt, successfully avoiding the collision attack of the big monster bird.

"Um"

Gordon did not take advantage of the momentum to pursue, but pondered on the spot, feeling it for a moment.

There was no particularly obvious feeling, but the moment he dodged the attack, his heartbeat accelerated for a moment.

But that doesn't seem to be surprising either.

The monster would not give him time to think slowly, and when he found that the attack was in vain, the big monster bird screamed angrily, turned around, raised its beak, and hit it down like a walnut with a hammer.

Gordon put on a courageous gesture again and dodged in time.

Only this time, after dodging the attack, he immediately picked up the big sword and entered the posture of accumulating power.

One paragraph, two paragraphs, three paragraphs, release!

The three-stage charged chop landed on the thigh of the big monster bird. Due to the poor sharpness of Bernard's great sword, the wound caused by this sword was not deep, but the huge force still made the big monster bird let out a scream .

"Gah!"

Gordon's eyes brightened slightly.

This is the feeling, the heart is beating fast, and something seems to be ignited in the body, and the power is accumulating a little faster!

Gordon leaped back, preparing to distance himself from the big monster bird, and experience that feeling well.

However, the big monster bird that had been stabbed in the leg obviously didn't have such a good temper. It shook its head and chased after it with strange screams.

"Tsk, annoying."

Gordon, who was maintaining a courageous posture and experiencing that feeling repeatedly, was speechless impatiently.

Facing the rushing orange-red giant bird, he subconsciously picked up the big sword directly and entered the posture of accumulating energy, and the feeling of accumulating energy and accelerating continued.

Before the big monster bird came to bite him, he successfully swung the power slash in his hand.

"Gahoo!"

The unsharp, but still heavy Bernard's great sword was like a hammer, smashing the head of the big monster bird to the ground. Due to the rapid approach, the big monster bird with unsteady steps staggered and fell over, struggling and screaming.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The sound of the rapid beating of the heart can almost be heard directly with the ears.

Fueled by fear, courage, was burning in his chest.

"This feeling." Gordon paused.

He used to think it was the excitement during the battle and didn't pay much attention to it, but now, he has some new ideas.

Distill it, master it.

After a while, the heartbeat gradually returned to calm, and the fiery emotion had dissipated.

This time, he failed, but there was nothing to be discouraged about.

Gordon smiled and re-armed the sword—he had found the knack.

Facing the incoming fear and responding calmly, you can naturally gather "courage", but the most efficient way is to face the monster, face the fear, and attack!

Staring at the big monster bird getting up, Gordon licked the corner of his mouth.

"Continue, continue to attack, let me practice again."

In less than half a month, Gordon and Longli Academy's transport airships went to the ancient forest four times.

For the last fourth time, the target was still a large monster bird subspecies—the danger level had reached the four-star level green monster bird.

When they saw the signal, they led the transportation team to the dying blue monster bird who was in a deep coma under the effect of the trap and the tranquilizing bomb used for capture.

Even the young researcher of the dragon race couldn't help feeling sorry for this big guy with an indigo carapace.

Like the three big monster birds before, they were all smashed to death by Gordon with a blunt sword, well, they were smashed to death.

Gordon had promised the chief researcher that he would try not to damage the patagium, so apart from the wings, these guys could hardly find a more complete carapace.

Under normal circumstances, the hunting philosophy of hunters is to "cut off a finger", and in order to make these big monster birds last longer, Gordon practiced with him more.

Pulled out all ten fingernails

The young researcher cautiously approached Gordon, who was standing aside with his arms folded.

Bernard's suit, which was clean and brand new half a month ago, had already been stained red and black by blood stains.

The Bernard sword, which was roughly smelted from ore, became even more like a saw. The broken blade was soaked with blood that could not be scrubbed clean, exuding a pungent bloody smell all the time.

This is the first time for the boy to see someone who can wear novice equipment with such a terrifying feeling

"Mr. Gordon?"

The young researcher swallowed, calmed down, and said, "Thanks to your help, we have collected a sufficient number of big monster bird wing membranes.

In this way, the power sail and directional sail of the Long Shi Ship have the best materials.

Then, that, do you still need to continue hunting big monster birds? We can keep sending people if we need to."

"No."

Gordon raised his eyes and said with a smile: "The basics have been figured out, and then it's time to find some 'stronger' opponents for actual combat."

".Ah, yes."

The young researcher wasn't sure if it was his hallucination. He seemed to see a blue light disappearing from Gordon's eyes.