Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

The Longzhi ship came to a stop, and Gordon and the others did not run around after landing on the city wall. They knew that someone would come to find them soon.

Sure enough, a few minutes later, an old man with a short stature and a big belly, but rather thick limbs, hurried over surrounded by several hunters.

Gordon knew this, Mr. Jerome, the president of the Metabeta Hunters Guild.

When I came to Metabetat with a mission before, I had two encounters with him. He was a bold old guy, but he also had a delicate mind that didn't match his "cooker-type" appearance.

The old man also recognized the Yinbian people and the Longshi boat in mid-air from a distance, his first reaction was excitement, after all, there are strong reinforcements coming.

Immediately, anxiety flashed across his face.

The guild has issued a state of emergency declaration across the continent, East Doruma is under martial law, and the major cities are tense. The sudden arrival of reinforcements may not be good news for Metabetat.

Complicated feelings

The old man wiped his bald forehead with the hairline receding to the back of his head.

He is not the kind of idiot who reverses cause and effect and thinks that the reinforcements bring bad news, so it is unlucky.

When he strode up to Gordon and the others, he had already adjusted his mood.

He took the initiative to stretch out his rough and powerful hands, and shook hands with the three of Gordon. He lowered his head, and shook the small paws of the pork chop pandan. grip.

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"The famous Silver Edge Hunting Group, welcome to Metabeta, but it's a pity that I can't treat you well now." The old guy seemed a little regretful, "Our seafood in Metabeta is great, and the dry goods are also delicious."

"President Jerome, let's not be polite when the situation is urgent." Gordon laughed dryly.

"Ah, yes, yes, is there any special instruction from the Great Elder?"

"The Great Elder didn't send us here. The overall situation is a bit complicated, so I'll make a long story short." Gordon sorted out his words and said quickly:

"Our team was ordered to investigate the attack on the fortress. According to the analysis of the investigation results, there is a high probability that the attackers of the next round of attacks will be two, the Ge Mantis, and another ancient dragon-level creature whose body is unknown.

The scholars of Longli Academy judged that the next attack location should be Metabetat. "

The civil servants accompanying the old man were stunned, "Two ancient dragon-level creatures?!"

"What about the time? Is there an estimated attack time?" President Jerome asked eagerly.

"At any time, it could be tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, or it could be the next second." Gordon didn't play sloppy, and directly explained the worst situation.

At this time, saying something like "it's only possible" and "not sure yet" will have no effect other than weakening morale.

Even if the judgment is wrong, everyone will be nervous for nothing, and they will be complained afterwards.

Then complain, it's better than regret after suffering heavy casualties.

"Organize citizens to evacuate immediately!" President Jerome immediately said to the accompanying civilian staff.

"I'll arrange it!" The civilian staff left in a hurry.

Unlike big cities like Eastern Doruma and Minangalde, Metabeta had defensive fortresses or battle streets.

Although the city walls, artillery, heavy bed crossbows, and dragon guns are all there, there is a city behind the city walls.

If the attacker is an ancient dragon-level creature, the hunters of Metabeta and the soldiers of the city guard will fight desperately, and there is still a possibility of repelling it.

But if the two sides attack together, it is almost inevitable that the city defense will be breached.

"We will do our best to help." Gordon reassured.

The captain of the investigation team also got off the Dragon Sense Ship and said to Chairman Jerome: "We will also assist in the defense. Weapons such as the artillery bed crossbow on the Dragon Sense Ship should also be able to play a role."

President Jerome tried to squeeze out a smile, "Thank you for your help, otherwise I really don't know what to do."

"Excuse me, how many hunters are there in Metabeta?" Anshir asked.

"There are twenty-one elite hunters with three stars and above, and the three of us are the top hunters."

The one who answered Anshir's question was a middle-aged strong man next to President Jerome. He was equipped with black-horned dragon armor and carried a famous sword made of horned dragon and black-horned dragon on his back. .

The strong man took off his helmet, greeted Gordon and the others, and briefly introduced himself, "Seven-star swordsman, Asa."

"Six-star hunter, Dorothy."

"Six-star hand sword user, Dewitt."

Silverside and Metabetat's hunters introduced each other.

None of them looked very good. All three were local hunters. Their hometown was facing a crisis. Who could be happy?

When he saw the appearance of the great swordsman clearly, Gordon was a little dazed—Iron-headed Asa, a well-known swordsman active in the northwest of the mainland, was famous for cutting dragon chariots with his power.

He has a special relationship with this senior swordsman.

When he left his hometown at the beginning of the year and worked alone in Minagarde, he had met Asa several times, and he had the cheek to ask the latter about some hunting and sword skills, and the latter was not stingy about teaching him.

Once, he took advantage of Asa's half-drunk and wanted to ask for advice on how to slash with power, but Asa didn't teach him, saying that his muscles were not strong enough and he could easily injure himself.

At that time, Gordon didn't take Asa's words to heart. He only thought that the other party was unwilling to teach him, so he laughed and flattered Asa while pouring wine.

Asa, who was drowsy, showed Gordon a power-storage move of a strong charge slash, and Gordon used that move to think about it after returning.

He has experienced a lot of strains and sprains. In the end, he really trained him blindly, but he also left a lot of wrong movement habits, which were corrected only after meeting a master.

From a certain point of view, maybe Mr. Asa can still be regarded as half of his teacher?

Therefore, when Gordon greeted Asa, his attitude was particularly respectful.

Asa was a little strange, but didn't think too much about it.

He didn't recognize the leader of the Silver Edge Hunting Group who had become famous in the past two years. Gordon, who had the title of "Brave", was the boy who pestered him to ask questions.

Gordon felt a little regretful, but unfortunately now is not the time to reminisce about the past, and Mr. Asa obviously has no mood for reminiscing about the past.

"The attack may come at any time." Gordon restrained his thoughts, and said to President Jerome and the three high-ranking hunters of Metabeta:

"This city wall is not a fortress. There are many armed forces, but it is not strong enough after all. It is too difficult to repel ancient dragon-level monsters with this.

We may have to think of other ways, the casualties in a head-to-head confrontation will be huge, and the result is probably not too good. "

"Mr. Gordon, do you have any plans?" The female whistler named Dorothy seemed very eager.

"I'm sorry, not yet." Gordon sighed. He said that these were just stating the facts, not trying to draw anything out.

"Well, I actually have an idea, but it might not be very reliable." Hayata raised his hand at the side.

Everyone looked at her.

Hayata rubbed Panlan's head and said, "It was my hunting partner who reminded me, what is the purpose of those two monsters attacking the fortress?

It's not for preying on humans, otherwise it would be more convenient to bypass the fortress and attack cities and towns directly, and it's not like the old mountain dragon for migration.

We know more about the Pavilion Mantis, it is for collecting large devices.

As for the mysterious monster.

From the current two attacks, it seems that it swallowed all the gunpowder, and at the same time took away those sharp metal utensils, such as crossbow bolts, dragon guns and the like."

President Jerome quickly realized, "You mean, give them what they want so they might leave?

Ge Mantis can't help it, we can't tear down the city wall to satisfy it, it's too dangerous, but the mysterious monster

Indeed, the stores of gunpowder and those metal fittings are insignificant compared with the losses in the destruction of cities!

We can keep the gunpowder and ammunition needed for the battle, and hand over the rest of the inventory as a tribute, betting on the possibility of a mysterious monster leaving! "

"Hmm," Hayata pondered, "Should I hand over the gunpowder as a tribute? Maybe that's okay?"

"Uh, Miss Hayata, didn't you think so?" President Jerome asked in a daze.

The expression on Hayata's face was a little dangerous, "My original idea was actually to gather all the gunpowder together, and when the mysterious monster was going to eat it, I would detonate it in one go, and see if I could blow it up to half-death .”

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