Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

Gordon didn't even think about it, and immediately circled behind the mysterious monster.

Running far away is an act of courting death. The steel beam that is not 40 meters long is 20 meters straight, and it is impossible to run out of the attack range in just a few seconds.

"Boom!"

The steel beam was like a super giant sword, smashed to the ground, the ground shook, gravel flew, and even a ruin of the city wall scattered on the ground was smashed into pieces.

Anshir, who was sniping from a distance, was also taken aback by this move.

This "sword" is definitely the result of serious injury or even death directly from one blow, let alone a hunter, or a large flying dragon such as a fire dragon.

"Joints! Attack the joints!"

Gordon, who didn't dare to stay in front of the monster, made a roundabout while reminding Anshir loudly.

The source of terrifying strength of insect-like creatures that do not match their body size is not only efficient muscle tissue, but also joints with special hydraulic structures.

Being able to lift such a steel beam as a weapon, the power of the mysterious monster is naturally nothing to say, but if the structure of its joints can be destroyed, it may be able to effectively limit its performance.

Anshir understood Gordon's thoughts, and quickly unloaded the magazine of the shock bombs, and replaced them with lv3 penetrating bombs.

This kind of ballistic speed is extremely fast, the flight curve is stable, and the penetration is amazing. It is very suitable for sniping crossbow bullets, which can be said to be his favorite type of bullets.

Unfolding the scope, after aiming for a while, Anshir squeezed the trigger.

"Whoosh!"

The crossbow bullets flashed like lightning, and precisely hit the joint of a leg of the mysterious monster.

"Clang!"

The penetrating bomb unexpectedly ricocheted away!

Anshir narrowed his eyes slightly. The carapace at this guy's joints is indeed thicker than other parts. Think about it, too. The fragile and slender joints can't provide it with such amazing strength.

Fortunately, his shooting was not completely ineffective. He locked on a joint, and after two or three shots, the mysterious monster's foot stopped for a moment.

It hurts.

In the neutral position of Ansher changing the magazine, Gordon immediately rushed forward, and another one-strike enhanced version drew the knife and slashed at the same joint at high speed.

The power of this sword is much stronger than Anshir's piercing bullet.

The sheath-like carapace protecting the joints cracked a gap, and its body shook visibly.

If it was said that Anshir's previous shooting made it feel pain, then this sword really made it feel afraid.

It waved its worm limbs, pulled the steel beam back with the silk thread, and was going to deal with Gordon beside him first.

"Meow!"

Pig Chop flew past the monster on a gale, tentatively throwing a flash bomb.

It can't be sure if this will work, but at least it sees that the other party has eyes.

A strong light erupted in front of the monster's eyes, and for a moment, the monster's carapace reflected a flash of light, turning the entire cave golden.

"Grrrrrrrrrrrr-!"

The flash bomb actually worked, and the mysterious monster let out a sharp and ear-piercing hiss. Its body froze for a moment, and it fell into a dizziness.

Gordon threw a ghost pill into his mouth without hesitation, and while his blood was surging, he directly activated the beast soul possession.

It was impossible to determine how long the monster's dizziness would last, so Gordon did not use the most powerful, but most time-consuming, and most demanding attack conditions of the True Power Slash.

Instead, he chose a strong charging charge that is less powerful, but much more flexible and maneuverable.

Scarlet vindictiveness boiled in his eyes.

"Drink!"

He growled lowly, and the great sword of the epitaph whizzed down at the crack in the monster's joint.

"Crack."

Under the heavy slash, the crack obviously expanded a lot, and Gordon followed up with a powerful sweeping slash, and continued to pursue.

One after another, the powerful slashes landed on the same place, and viscous green body fluid leaked from the gap between the joints.

That leg also convulsed for a moment, and the monster staggered two steps, obviously in severe pain.

"Nice job!" Anshir shouted and praised.

In order to prevent the monster from counterattacking after waking up from the stun effect of the flash bomb, Gordon completed a wave of strong attacks and retreated ahead of time without being greedy for knives.

Anshir also completed the preparations for squatting at this time, and replaced the magazine with a larger-capacity ammunition belt to start continuous rapid fire.

The mysterious monster shook its head, and a flame-like red light shone from the pair of bright purple organs in front of the crown that could easily be mistaken for eyes.

It straightened its body, its sickle limbs stretched and held high.

"Grrrrrrrrrrrrrr-!"

The sharp sound waves that were almost the same as sonic bombs echoed repeatedly in the underground caves. Gordon and the others had to cover their ears tightly to prevent irreversible damage to their hearing.

It was furious.

Large strands of golden-yellow silk threads spurted out from the glands of its tail segment, and then fell down like a torrential rain.

Gordon retreated at full speed, and even Anshir, who was sniping from a distance, paused his offensive, put away his heavy crossbow and continued to extend the distance.

They have seen the strength of this golden thread before, if they are entangled, the end will not be too good.

Countless silk threads are scattered everywhere.

Gordon thought it was some kind of large-scale attack method at first, but soon he was shocked to find that things were far from being as simple as he thought at first.

Fragments of the city wall, irregular stones, heavy steel beams, decaying dragon guns, huge steel wheels, and countless giant metal parts whose origins are unknown.

All these "waste products" are slowly gathered towards the mysterious monster under the influence of those golden four lines.

"Boom—"

"Zizi."

"click-click"

In the noisy and chaotic noise, the objects that have no commonality from material to shape are combined little by little with the golden silk thread as the connecting piece.

The hunters widened their eyes and kept raising their heads until the giant mechanical beast with a length of more than sixty meters stood in front of them.

"**!"

Gordon couldn't help but swear.

He felt that the sum of all the surprises he had experienced since he was a child was not as much as he experienced in the previous half minute.

This is, the mechanical giant? !

"Roar--!"

Under the repeated resonance of those metal and rock components, the sharp hissing sound of the mysterious monster became dull and full of mechanical feeling.

Compared with before, the sense of oppression has increased by an unknown number of times, like a landslide and tsunami, rushing towards the face.

If the sense of threat given to him by the mysterious monster before was similar to that of a unicorn, then the current one is not inferior to Lanlong at the top of the spirit peak.

"what is this"

Anshir muttered to himself a little absent-mindedly.

It was the first time he had seen such a super-giant "creature" who had never fought against Lao Shanlong.

Gordon, whose palm was also trembling slightly, clenched the hilt of his sword tightly, tightly suppressing the fear and tension in his heart.

He turned his head and shouted: "This is not something we can deal with, Anshir, ride Gale Wind and retreat immediately, and go and inform them to let the airship lift off!

Pork chop, the two of us will wrap it up first! "

"Good meow!"

Seeing Gordon and the pork chop rushing towards the giant mechanical beast, Anshir was stunned for a moment, but then he came back to his senses.

Now, not a single second is to be wasted.

He gritted his teeth and blew a sharp whistle, awakening the somewhat frightened tooth hound companion.

The gale came rushing reflexively, and Anshir jumped onto the saddle and shouted in a low voice, "Gaie, retreat at full speed!"