Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

After his companions retreated, Gordon began to adjust his breathing, suppressing his breath a little bit.

He couldn't make himself as non-existent as a stone like Hilda who was equipped with the [Sunspot] armor, but at least he couldn't be as "conspicuous" as the humanoid Sky Comet Dragon.

After getting ready, Gordon took out his portable binoculars and observed in the direction of the lava lake. After confirming that there was no abnormality in the line of sight, he walked out from behind the remnant wall of the ruins where he was hiding.

He walked towards the lava lake, but he didn't dare to get too close, but kept a distance of at least 20 meters from the golden lake made of viscous lava.

In this way, in the event of an accident, he at least has the most basic reaction time.

In this way, Gordon searched along the edge of the lake, and Hayata Pork Chop and the others did not leave too far, and they followed far away at a position about one or two hundred meters away, where the ground temperature was barely acceptable.

The time was like this, and nearly two hours later, Gordon had circled the lava lake for a full circle, but still found nothing.

If it weren't for the fact that the complete disappearance of creatures in the lava canyon area is really disturbing, and the phenomenon of magma activation in the lava lake in front of him is extremely obvious, he wouldn't want to stay in this ghost place for so long.

The temperature around the lava lake is too high.

Even with the protection of [He Yao] dragon energy active effect, and by taking cold drinks repeatedly to cool down, after these two hours, there are still countless scorching blisters on his feet.

Gotta retreat.

Gordon, who had returned to his previous position, no longer hesitated, backed away from the lava lake, and joined his companions.

"Senior Gordon, did you find anything?"

After taking the recovery medicine handed by Hayata, he drank it to relieve the burn. Gordon shook his head, "It can only be seen that the magma is very active, and it keeps churning, but there are not many other abnormalities."

Speaking of this, Gordon paused, "It can't be said that I didn't find it at all. I noticed a subsidence mark on the shore of a lake. Due to the slight melting of the ground, there was no 'iron evidence' such as footprints.

But I'm guessing that something big might have dived into the lava lake from there. "

Pig Chop repeatedly stroked his almost completely curled beard, "I don't know if it's good luck or bad luck."

"It's better to retreat first and report the current situation to the guild. The number of cold drinks is running out, and it is barely enough for the return journey." Hayata suggested.

"That's the only way." Gordon nodded, "Get ready to leave, don't let your guard down."

"Wow!" Lie Feng called out suddenly.

Not a warning growl, but a bark that resembles a spoken word.

It arched the pork chop's luggage with its nose, chattering.

Gordon and Hayata couldn't understand Gale's meaning, but the pig chop who played with it all day long guessed roughly.

"You told me to blow up Meow with a bomb?"

"Wow!"

Gordon pinched his chin, "Although it sounds a little silly, it seems to be a solution."

"Isn't it too risky?" Hayata obviously didn't agree with this plan, "If there is really some kind of terrible creature dormant under the magma, if we wake it up rashly, it will anger it.

By then, we may not be the only ones facing the wrath. "

"Actually, you can try and find a way that can disturb it without irritating it." Gordon looked around and had some plans in his mind.

"How does Gordon want to make meow?" Pig Chop asked curiously.

"Throwing bombs directly is definitely not acceptable. When you realize that you have been attacked, any monster will be angry, and the guy who may exist under the magma is of course no exception.

But what if it finds that movement and stillness are 'naturally occurring'? "

"Natural occurrence meow?"

"Like a rock avalanche into a lava lake, right?"

"Boom—"

Amidst a series of low and dull sounds, a huge boulder measuring several meters in size and weighing tens of tons collapsed from the top of a rocky cliff by the lava lake.

This is the result of Gordon and the others working for half a day under the leadership of the pork chop.

Find a suitable cliff, find the weak point of the rock, drill holes, dismantle the bomb, distribute the explosive, place the explosive, and pull the fuse.

If it weren't for the pork chops, Gordon and the others wouldn't know how to blow up the stone even if they had the bombs in their hands. There was a high probability that they would only be able to detonate the bombs to hear the sound.

The pork chop used up all the explosives and fuse it carried, and they retreated far enough while the fuse was burning.

The two of them, a cat and a dog, lay down and hid behind a ruined ruin, watching the movement of the lava lake with binoculars.

Unlike water, magma has a high specific gravity and viscosity.

The boulder fell on the surface of the lava lake, and did not sink immediately like falling into the water, but slowly sank in, and a large amount of rock vapor with an astonishing temperature burst out, and the sound it made was completely different from what Gordon and the others had imagined .

But no matter what, the movement is big enough, and I don't know if it can really startle some big guys.

The hunters waited quietly, while the pork chop hugged Gale Feng's mouth, lest the guy make an untimely "bark" and cause disaster.

Three seconds, five seconds, ten seconds

The boulder was gradually melted and became part of the magma.

Twenty seconds, thirty seconds.

There is still no follow-up movement, as if nothing happened.

Hayata looked sideways at Gordon, and Gordon stared at the surface of the lava lake through the telescope, without moving, let alone responding.

Hayata also calmed down and observed quietly.

Another tens of seconds passed, and the lava lake, which was already restless, suddenly surged violently.

The surface of the lake began to rise, and the huge spine covered with thorns and sharp carapaces, like an island composed of obsidian, floated near the place where the boulder fell.

Thousands of degrees of magma, like ordinary water, slipped from the shiny black carapace, unable to contaminate it, let alone hurt it in the slightest.

Immediately after, the hunters appeared in the sight of two huge fangs that soared into the sky, and that ferocious head, which was quite similar to the Thunder Dragon, but was too big.

The icy blue vertical pupils that don't match its pitch-black carapace coldly glance around.

Gordon hastily pressed the heads of Hayata and Pig Chop, ignoring the scorching temperature of the ground, lying down completely on his lower body, carefully avoiding the cold gaze.

He had already seen clearly the part of the monster's body exposed on the surface of the magma. Judging from the width of the giant jaw and the shape of those fangs, this guy was seriously injured and the culprit who drove away the armored dragon.

No wings, beast dragon species?

No, the body structure is completely different, much thicker than the Tyrannosaurus rex, and it doesn't look like a flying dragon. The body shape is completely different from any monster I have ever seen.

The brain frenziedly warned him, and his intuition told him that this guy's strength was not inferior to those ancient dragon species that moved like a natural disaster, maybe it was also one of them?

"hidden."

Gordon squeezed out the word in a very low voice between his teeth.

Hayata pork chop held his breath, and even Gale, who was usually complained by Anshir as "courage grows outside the stomach", hugged his head and tightened his neck.

"Hiss—"

It was the whistling sound of airflow as a large amount of air was sucked away.

Pig Chop looked at Gordon nervously, the monster was clearly preparing for some kind of attack.

Gordon still lay motionless on the ground, pressing the necks of the pork chop and Hayata with both hands to prevent them from getting up suddenly and being exposed.

They were far enough away, and they were hiding behind the ruins, so they couldn't be seen. The strong sulfur smell in the volcanic area avoided the possibility of smell leakage, and they didn't make a sound, and they wouldn't be discovered because of this.

Gordon firmly believed that the monster hadn't found them. If he didn't hold his breath at this time, he would become the target of the monster instead.

"boom--!!!"

What a bang that was.

Is it a growl or a breath? Is the voice high-pitched or low-pitched? No one can tell.

Countless wind blade-like turbulent currents, together with the terrifying sound waves, swept everything around them, and scraped on the hunters' armor, making a "sizzling, sizzling" noise like knives.

And this is just the aftermath.

When everything returned to calm, the sound of magma surges came from the direction of the lava lake. The giant beast seemed to have returned to the bottom of the lava lake, but the hunters still dared not move.

Just like this, I insisted on lying down for a few more minutes, until I couldn't bear the heat, and then I climbed up cautiously.

The black behemoth has disappeared.

By the lakeside of the lava, the cliff where the boulder was blown off completely disappeared, replaced by a huge gully nearly 100 meters long.

The golden-red magma poured into it, forming a straight magma river.