Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

"Good job! Leave it to me!" Gordon raised his sword, ready to enter the posture of charging.

The effect of the incendiary bomb was unexpectedly good. After the snow armor was melted, a small amount of fat remained on the leg of the giant beast, and continued to burn. The fur on the leg was ignited, and the giant beast roared and kicked back in pain.

Facing the oncoming giant hooves, Gordon immediately changed the posture of his sword, swung the sword horizontally, and sideways sideways, dodging the attack while leaving an inconspicuous wound on the giant beast's hind leg.

"Boom, boom" Gordon felt his heart beating slightly faster

At the same time, there was a fiery breath, like a lighted flame, quietly ignited.

"That's it."

Gordon smiled. In fact, there is something in common between the refinement and accumulation of "courage" and the use of the Tyrannosaurus suit.

As long as you hold the boundaries of rationality, comply with the violent emotions of the Tyrannosaurus suit, and keep attacking and counterattacking, courage will quickly accumulate in the process.

"Ha! Isn't this very suitable!" Gordon laughed and picked up the big sword, and entered the posture of accumulating power again.

The pork chop, which was startled by Gordon's sudden laughter, shook his ears. When fighting with the Tyrannosaurus armor, Gordon would do this from time to time. He was so nervous that he didn't bother to complain.

Speeding up and running to the front of the giant beast, the pork chop came into the sight of those small eyes.

It held the cat sword aloft and launched an offensive, not seeking to injure the giant beast, jumping up and down to distract the latter's attention is a victory.

The pork chop was successful, and the giant beast hesitated to turn around for a moment. Gordon took the opportunity to unleash a three-stage charged cut, and added a new bleeding wound on the giant beast's hind leg.

The sound of the beating heart became clearer and more powerful, and the flame of courage grew stronger.

Breathing out a mouthful of hot air from between his teeth, Gordon said to himself, "It's still a little bit worse."

The leg was injured, and the giant beast roared. It shook its head vigorously, pushed the ground with its front feet, and turned around at a high speed. Gordon, by reading his muscles, judged the movement of the giant beast in advance, and took a step back.

As the courage gradually continues, the spirit becomes more and more "concentrated".

Perhaps, this is the direct reason for the accelerated acceleration.

The huge fangs, which were longer than the entire body of many large monsters, swept past Gordon again.

This time, Gordon, who was prepared, stabilized his center of gravity, shielded the big sword obliquely in front of his body, and relieved the wind pressure, so that he was not blown away by the blown air current.

And the giant beast's reaction was also very fast. After waving its fangs, it immediately took a big step forward, and at the same time shook its head in the opposite direction, and the fangs swept back.

Gordon was very fortunate that he had just blocked the wind pressure. If he was blown away by the air current and caused his center of gravity to become unstable, the pursuit that followed would probably cause him a lot of trouble.

Facing the approaching giant fang, Gordon spotted a gap and swooped and rolled.

Not backwards, but forwards.

He flew under the giant beast's head, which was a "dangerous safe zone" due to the curved shape of the fangs.

The reason for saying "safe zone" is that this location is the blind spot for the fangs to attack, which can effectively prevent the giant beast from continuing to chase after it with its fangs.

And it is dangerous because the giant beast has a flexible nose.

Before Gordon could get up under the giant beast's head, the proboscis, which was more than a circle thicker than his whole body, swung down.

Continue to roll forward to dodge? Or fight back?

Both options are very risky. The former may be squashed by the forefoot of the monster, purely depending on luck, while the latter may be squashed by the proboscis, but there is still room for manipulation.

Then why hesitate? Fight back!

Gordon got up and lifted the big sword, and slashed at the proboscis that was about to fall.

In the next second, the head of the great sword hit the tip of the giant beast's nose.

Because it was an emergency attack under the conditioned reflex of a giant beast, the strength of the nose swiping this time was relatively weak, and the angle was not correct, but the weight of the proboscis itself almost knocked Gordon into the ground like a nail.

The giant beast was even more uncomfortable. Gordon's slashing strike happened to land on the wound caused by the previous wound on its nose.

Stimulated by the sharp pain, the giant beast's proboscis twitched and raised, and even raised its entire upper body.

Gordon seized the opportunity, put away his big sword and charged forward at full speed, and finally with a thrilling sliding shovel, he successfully got out from between the giant beast's hind legs and left under the giant beast.

The line of sight suddenly opened up.

The series of dodges and counterattacks just now were life and death. He didn't have time to experience it. Only now did he suddenly realize that he seemed to have entered a rather strange state.

It is different from the enthusiastic feeling of being excited and moving forward when I "practiced" with the big monster bird.

Rather, it is more stable and more controllable.

The heart is no longer beating wildly, but has become stable and powerful again, and the flame of courage that only exists in the "spiritual concept" has not turned into a raging flame like before, but has become bright and bright. warmth.

Like the sun, covering the whole body.

The mind is concentrated like never before, every muscle, every joint, and even the trace of strength that is extremely difficult to control, or "fighting qi", is completely under control.

Gordon subconsciously pulled out his big sword and entered a posture of accumulating power.

The power gathered together at an unprecedented speed, almost in the blink of an eye, the three stages of power storage were completed.

Gordon didn't even react a little.

What amazed him the most was that the power that had been accumulated to perfection was completely controllable!

You must know that for a power-storage slash in a normal state, whether it is a normal power-storage slash, a strong power-storage, or a real power-storage, there is a "best release time", that is, the moment when the power is accumulated to the limit.

If this moment is missed, a considerable part of the power will lose control, dissipate, and disappear.

But now, the gathered power is actually maintained at the peak, waiting for the moment to be released.

"Drink!"

Gordon sipped low and waved the big sword in his hand.

The power of this sword is extraordinarily heavy, and its power has far exceeded the level of the conventional three-stage charged cut, even surpassed the strong charged cut.

It might not be as powerful as the fully charged True Charge Slash, but the preparation speed of this sword was so fast that Gordon couldn't help but wonder if his senses had misjudged it.

However, the bloody wound on the giant beast's hind leg is not deceiving. In this wonderful state, he really used the usual two periods of basic energy storage to slash a slash that is more powerful than a strong energy storage. sword!

Even after slashing the sword, the strength gathered in the core muscles was still not dissipated. He subconsciously stepped forward and spun around, and swung a horizontal blow that was no different from a strong sweeping slash.

Two wounds, one vertical and one horizontal, were staggered at the base of the giant beast's hind legs. The spattered blood stained the claws of Hong's sword and Gordon's armor red.

The giant beast howled again, and it simply sat down on its buttocks, trying to crush the hunter behind it to death.

At this moment, the muscles and joints of Gordon's legs were quickly mobilized, not rolling, but a spinning and sliding step similar to the state of the ghost with two knives!

In the past, he obviously needed the help of a charge or the inertia of swinging a sword to make similar movements smoothly.

But now, carrying the big sword, he looked like a swift light-armed swordsman, easily slid back a long distance, and successfully avoided the heavy pressure of the giant beast.

Walking around, and at the same time always paying attention to Gordon's pork chops, he couldn't help but open his mouth, "See, hell, meow?"

Gordon couldn't help showing a cheerful smile on his face hidden under the visor.

"That's what it really is, 'courage.'"

Ps. Originally, the last sentence was intended to be "courage mode", but it suddenly jumped to the fairy mode emmmmm

In the state of courage, drawing the sword and storing it is really too fast, which is impressive.