Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

The crossbow precisely hit the male fire dragon's head, bursting a cloud of dark yellow smoke with an unmistakable smell and color.

"Roar!"

Stimulated by the stench, the male fire dragon shook his head desperately, and even his flying movements were affected, going up and down suddenly.

The hunters who were waiting to see the old man show his skills looked at each other in blank dismay.

No one expected that Miles would be the first to use fertilizer bombs. This kind of crossbow is not commonly used, and the usage rate of throwing fertilizer balls is slightly higher, but neither of them is like the ones that hunters carry with them every day. Props to carry.

Just a few hours away, have you even prepared for this?

Slowly reloading the Xunlong heavy crossbow with an armor-piercing grenade, the old hunter pulled the crossbow bolt to load it, keeping his eyes on the crimson flying dragon rolling and flying among the dark clouds.

Can't stand the stimulation of the stench to leave? Or launch a violent attack in anger?

"Roar!" The male fire dragon roared angrily, flapped its wings, and swooped towards the airship.

"Well, did you really choose to attack?" Miles locked the target with a scope, "Then we can only do it hard."

"Meow!"

Amidst the sharp meowing, Pig Chop jumped onto the side of the boat and threw out the props in his hand.

Two or three seconds later, a strong light burst out, and the male fire dragon that flew closer and closer screamed, lost its balance, flapped its wings indiscriminately, and kept falling downwards.

Miles seized the opportunity and fired an armor-piercing grenade.

The hunters poked their heads out of the ship's side and looked down.

The Hsiung Charmander, who had lost his vision under the influence of the flash bomb and was dizzy by the detonated armor-piercing grenade, fell hundreds of meters before barely regaining his flying posture.

Compared with the stench of the fertilizer bombs, the glare that deprived it of vision and the kind of attack that made it dizzy made it feel even more afraid.

Xiong Huolong realized that this was not an opponent with empty size.

It flapped its wings with a strange scream, and under the watchful eyes of the hunters, it got into the clouds below and flew away towards the distance.

The crisis is resolved.

Miles put away the ballista, rubbed the little head of the pork chop, and said with a smile, "A group of high-level hunters can't add up to you."

The high-ranking hunters looked at each other in embarrassment, and it was difficult to refute.

They carry some props more or less in their prop bags, which cannot be said to be empty, but most of them are recovery medicines, basic supplies such as whetstones, and there are really not many people who carry flash bombs with them.

Even if I brought it, I didn't think about making a move because I "trusted too much" the old hunter.

The result was an embarrassing situation where an old man and a cat saved a whole ship of young and elite.

In order to cover up his embarrassment, Gordon could only imitate Miles, touched the pork chop, and praised it slightly exaggeratedly.

Others followed suit one after another, and worked their hands around the pork chop.

Until more than an hour later, when the airship landed at the destination, the hair on the pork chop was still messy.

Walking down from the airship with a pork chop full of resentment, Gordon looked around.

After being introduced by the president, they all knew that both the new village and the old village were built on the canyon, and they were at the bottom of a canyon at this time.

The ground has obviously been artificially leveled. Although there are no stones, bricks or stones, there are weeds and shrubs growing in many places, at least it will not affect the movement.

The business roads in the wild basically look like this.

The cliffs on both sides are not too high, the highest point is about 30 to 40 meters, and some fortifications can be seen on the top of the cliffs, such as artillery turrets.

"Where are we?" Hayata asked with doubts in his heart.

The guild staff who were traveling with the upper-level hunters pointed in one direction and explained: "We are now on the Battle Street between the two city walls, and we can see the city wall when we pass the corner over there.

That was the second city wall of the old village, and it was also the final line of defense of the old village.

There is a large open space in front of the city wall, but it is a mess and there are a lot of people, it is not convenient for an empty boat to land, so I would like to trouble everyone, but we have to go a little further. "

Hayata nodded slightly cautiously.

She is not very used to this way of others using honorifics to communicate with her, but others have long been used to it.

High-ranking hunters belong to the high-end military force that protects human beings, and it is very common to be honored as "Master So-and-so".

Everyone walked forward together, and before they turned the corner of the naturally formed canyon, the sound of people and machinery in front of them had already reached their ears.

"It smells like wine!" Ted licked his lips and couldn't help speeding up his pace.

Miles gave him a hard look, but he didn't see it.

Walking around the corner, the line of sight suddenly opened up.

This is a flat open space of tens of thousands of square meters, or square.

The square is roughly olive-shaped, and they are at one end of the long section when they walk through the corner, and the other end is the city wall that the guild staff said.

The city wall is very tall, and the height of the top of the wall is nearly forty meters from the ground.

The walls made of huge limestone masonry are full of mottled traces. Countless craftsmen climbed on it like ants, relying on ropes and scaffolding, and seized every minute to reinforce the walls.

In the middle of the wall, you can see two giant dragon guns made of steel, which are the most critical weapons of the fortress.

It's just that the condition of these two dragon-slaying guns doesn't look very good. The gun body is full of rust, and the tip of the gun that should be shining with a sharp and cold light also looks a bit worn out and blunt.

One of them is still stretched out, and it seems to be faulty. Several craftsmen and engineers are hanging beside it, busy repairing it.

Xia Zuo couldn't help frowning. He looked at the fellow guild staff and asked in a low voice, "Lao Shanlong will arrive in four or five days. Haven't the preparations here been completed yet?"

The guild staff smiled wryly and said: "Lord Xia Zuo, after all, it is an old village that has been abandoned for many years, and there are problems with the walls, dragon shooting guns, and even the underground steam boiler.

The engineering team has been working overtime for more than half a month. The person in charge said that the repair work will be completed before the arrival of Lao Shanlong. "

"I hope." Xia Zuo sighed in a low voice.

Everyone is doing their best, and it can only be said that the appearance of Laoshanlong is too sudden this time.

Some people are worried, while others appear heartless.

Seeing something, Ted rushed out like a crazy wild boar, "Ow!" Myers, whose face was darkened, didn't stop him.

Heinie, whose personality is basically the female version of Ted, followed closely behind.

Gordon looked around and finally knew what attracted them.

Dozens of simple tents were set up on the edge of the square, which seemed to have turned into a large construction site.

There were several piles of bonfires that were as high as half a person. Dozens of hunters, together with the craftsmen on shift, sat around the bonfires, drinking and chatting.

That's where the smell of alcohol comes from.

Not to mention Ted, Gordon was a little bit moved - it looked so lively over there, just like a bonfire party.

Noticing the eagerness of the younger guys in the team, Xia Zuo sighed, "Go, don't drink too much, there is business tomorrow."

"I know you can drink, but drink less." Amos also reminded Hayata.

Gordon and the others looked at each other, and ran over with a smile.

Noticing their arrival, the hunters around the campfire crowded each other to make room for Gordon and the others to sit down.

Ted, who was one step ahead, had already raised his glass and drank it while the people around him booed.

"Chaka, Bababa."

Wearing an empty wine barrel as a mask, the little odd-faced swayed, turning around Ted.

Pork Chop, who had just sat down on a wooden box, sniffled, feeling something was wrong, jumped off the wooden box, and lifted the lid to take a look.

When they found that it was filled with shells, they jumped up in shock, "You guys have a bag in your head?!"

The strange hunters around burst into laughter.