Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

Crouching on the Hayata, which is hiding on the top of the ancient architectural relics, gently moving the joints of the limbs.

Looking at the completely enraged Black Flame King who was chasing after the pork chop, Hayata adjusted his breath and said in a low voice, "Xiang Lan, it's coming."

"Meow--"

Pan Lan, who was lying next to Hayata, rubbed her face, and pulled out the slender cat sword.

It's definitely not reluctance or cowardice, it just feels a little dangerous to jump on the back of a monster like the Black Flame King

But Hayata is ready to jump, it has to jump no matter what!

The pig chop running all the way has come to the ancient architectural relics at this time, and here is a solid brick floor, it can't get through even if it wants to drill, so it starts to wander around in place, pretending to have no way out. Poor look.

The Black Flame King who followed closely behind let out a series of long howls that seemed to be carefree. It waved its wings and rushed into the air, then swooped down again.

Rather than burn the pork chop into charcoal with its breath, it obviously wants to tear it up with its claws.

Facing the ferocious fire dragon that swooped in, the pork chop stayed in place for a few seconds.

Seeing that the speed of the Black Flame King's dive was getting faster and faster, and the distance between the two was getting closer and closer, it suddenly turned around and ran towards the brick wall of the ruins not far behind, climbing up with all fours.

It wanted to lure the Black Flame King into the wall first.

But even if the Black Flame King was dazzled by anger, it was impossible for him to dive at full speed and shoot himself against the wall just to catch a cat.

After noticing the action of the pork chop, it deftly raised its body, flapped its wings and slowed down. In a blink of an eye, it changed its dive posture, stretched its claws forward, and grabbed the pork chop hanging on the wall of the ruins. go.

The dragon's claws grabbed it, and at the moment when the poisonous claws were about to grab it, the pig's chop suddenly let go of the limbs of the wall, and slipped down from between the claws of the Black Flame King.

The pork chop fell to the ground safely, and the Black Flame King caught nothing, but there were a few deep claw marks on the ruins of an ancient building that had existed for an unknown number of years.

The attack failed again, and the Black Flame King was furious. It fluttered its wings in mid-air to maintain a suspended posture, and was just about to stretch out its sharp claws to grab the target again.

Two figures, one big and one small, jumped down from the top of the ruins above its head and landed on its back.

The location of this "diving platform" was well chosen. Facing the Black Flame King flying two or three meters above the ground, he could almost jump onto its back, with a drop of about one meter.

This made Hayata and Pandan move very steadily when they landed on Black Flame King's back.

Realizing that something had fallen on his back, Black Flame King instantly became agitated.

Any kind of creature that can fly in the air will be wary of the touch from behind. This is engraved in instinct, because the competition in the air is always won by the one with the higher position, and the attack of predators is also from top to bottom .

The Black Flame King subconsciously flapped its wings and swung its giant tail, trying to attack the enemy on its back with its wing bones and giant tail full of spines.

However, its body structure determined that such an attack would not be effective, and it would never be able to touch the hunter and Ailu lying on its back.

So it began to shake its body more violently, shaking and writhing, like an angry bull.

Hayata firmly grasped the edge of the carapace on Black Flame King's back, and pinned himself firmly on the monster's back.

She didn't even dare to pull out the knife right now, because the strength of a single hand was simply not enough to fix herself firmly in such a fierce struggle.

Pan Lan even straightened her four claws, pushing herself between the two triangular carapaces.

Ai Lu does not have long and powerful fingers like humans, and the sharpness of the cat's claws is not enough to buckle into the carapace of the Black Flame King. If he wants not to be thrown out by the Black Flame King, it can only use this funny way. Fix yourself.

Pig Chop and Gordon, who had just caught up, watched the Black Flame King tossing back and forth in the air like this, feeling a little worried, but they couldn't help.

Finally, the Black Flame King was a little tired, and it resumed its normal flying posture, with the sparks between its mouth and nose gushing out with the sound of heavy panting.

Seeing this, Hayata immediately pulled out the stripping knife, aimed at the gap in the carapace that he had hoped for a long time, and stabbed it hard.

"Aw—!"

The Black Flame King roared in pain.

This knife may not cause any substantial damage, but the pain is extremely strong.

Hayata stabbed again and again, and Xianglan also straightened out the long needle-shaped Sakura Fire Totoro Sword, and poked deep into the gap in the back armor of the Black Flame King.

They all chose pain-sensitive locations such as concentrated meridians or bone gaps. The purpose was to make the Black Flame King feel enough pain to trigger muscle spasms.

The Black Flame King, who was in unbearable pain on his back, writhed and danced again, struggling.

Hayata and Xianglan quickly put the weapons in their mouths, and tried their best to stabilize themselves. At this time, the Black Flame King was already several meters away from the ground. If he was thrown flying and smashed down, the scene might not look very good.

"Roar--!"

The Black Flame King let out another howl of pain, and his wings, which were wider and more powerful than ordinary male fire dragons, flapped suddenly, and his body weighing dozens of tons suddenly rushed straight into the sky at a nearly vertical angle.

"Fuck!" Gordon opened his mouth wide and exclaimed.

If we were talking about the previous height, Hayata and the others would suffer heavy injuries if they were thrown off, but if they fell down now, they would probably fall all over the ground.

Stepping forward, trying desperately to catch up, Gordon began to regret, knowing that Black Flame King is the real "King of the Sky", he shouldn't have agreed with Hayata to take this risk.

The Black Flame King didn't fly very far. When it came to an altitude of several hundred meters, it turned around and began to dive. Obviously, it wanted to rely on the inertia suddenly pulled up after the dive to throw off the guys on its back.

Hayata on the dragon's back was also a little flustered, but it's useless to panic at this time, so he can only hold on desperately, so that his body can stick as tightly as possible to Black Flame King's back.

"!!!"

Xianglan's limbs were trembling, but at this time she could only support herself with all her strength.

100 meters, 50 meters, 20 meters from the ground

Seeing that he was about to hit the ground, the Black Flame King "swish!" Da Da spread his wings, and his speed dropped sharply. Under the huge inertia, Hayata's hand couldn't hold it, and slid away from the edge of the Black Flame King's carapace .

Seeing that the other hand was also unable to support it, and when she was about to be completely thrown away, she gritted her teeth and pulled out the stripping knife, casually gouging down the cracks in the carapace.

Her original intention was just to create an additional fixed point for easy holding, but this knife seemed to have hit an important position at the junction of Black Flame King's shoulder and neck.

The unbearable pain hit, and the Black Flame King, who was flapping his wings wildly and successfully recovered from the diving posture at the moment before hitting the bottom, froze.

The coordinated movements suddenly became disorganized, and the balance in flight was also destroyed.

Its wings and hind feet flipped wildly, and the Black Flame King, who had lost his follow-up lift, fell headlong to the ground.

The moment before the Black Flame King landed, Hayata and Xianglan let go in time, and they adjusted their postures to land on the ground. Although they were still a little shocked, they didn't suffer any injuries.

He came running wildly, and when he watched Hayata get up from the ground, he still had the astonishment of "I'm still alive?" on his face.

Gordon breathed a sigh of relief.

Immediately, he picked up the big sword and looked at the struggling Black Flame King with a smirk.