Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

Right now, it is still at the end of the spring wind. The warm wind from the sea blows the windmills that can be seen everywhere in Dongduoluma, and also blows away the diffuse gunpowder smoke in Battle Street.

The hunters looked expectantly and nervously at the source of the smoke.

Theoretically, no creature should be able to survive such an attack and explosion, not to mention that the explosion still originated from the body.

However, ancient dragon species are life forms beyond the common sense of biology.

The hunters did not dare to relax their vigilance, especially the three teams of high-ranking hunters. Only they knew best how tenacious the vitality of the ancient dragon species was.

In the remaining smog, the strange and ferocious giant figure like a zombie skeleton slowly stood up.

Most of the wing membrane on one side of the claw was torn apart, and near the root, the scales and muscles where the Dragon Slayer Cannon shells hit directly disappeared, revealing the scorched bones that were scorched by explosive flames and dragon attribute energy.

With this injury as a foundation, it should not be able to fly.

However, the most serious injury is not here.

The entire chest and abdomen of the giant halberd have now become "open", leaving only the exceptionally strong sternum and ribs, which still maintain their original shape.

Flesh, internal organs and other soft tissues became a mess full of holes.

Inside the abdominal cavity, dragon's blood was mixed with sticky black oil, so pitch black that it was hard to distinguish.

But as long as the internal structure of this dragon is not too different from that of ordinary dragons, then half of its lungs, the entire stomach, and even a considerable part of the intestines should have been shattered into pieces, mixed with the black oil, sprinkled all over the place.

After all, this guy is still alive? !

The same thought flashed through the minds of everyone present.

The strong wing claws plunged into the ground, supporting the giant halberd to raise its body.

"Hoo-ga!" The hoarse sound was like a broken organ, but still fierce and roared through Battle Street.

"Get ready to fight!" Altman roared, unfurling his guns and erecting a large shield, "Scatter and approach, don't think about fighting recklessly, attract attention, and deal with them!"

Feidi waved the hunting whistle to provide protection.

Amidst the passionate music, Altman and Will, the two heavily armored defenders, took the lead in charging.

As the silver side's half-pull defender, Fengying eagerly wanted to push forward, but was dragged by Gordon and thrown behind her.

"There is no so-called forward in this fight, you are not a defender, everyone is shortstop, remember?!"

After scolding Fengying, Gordon led the remaining high-ranking swordsmen, spread out, and surrounded the giant halberd from multiple directions.

The shooters each chose a suitable attack angle and fired with all their strength.

There is no need to choose a target at all, the messy open wounds on the chest and abdomen of the giant halberd lack the protection of scales and muscles, and the crossbow bullets can go straight to the internal organs.

Just squeeze the trigger and dump all the ammo in.

The cannons and heavy bed crossbows all over Battle Street also launched an attack together.

In fact, they are the main force of the attack. No matter how powerful the hunters are, the power of a single attack cannot be compared with the gunpowder-propelled howitzers.

It's a pity that they can't move. Without the cover of hunters, monsters of this level can easily destroy them.

"Roar!"

The giant halberd took a deep breath, and a dazzling red light ignited from its chest.

"Breath! Dodge!" Gordon watched the movement of the giant halberd's head and neck, and at the same time roared to remind his partners.

The high-ranking swordsmen who were in charge of dealing with the giant halberd at close range put away their weapons one after another and scattered to run.

A solid pillar of fire spurted out from the giant halberd's mouth, and swept around with the swing of its head.

The experience and skills of the high-ranking hunters are extraordinary. Through the movement of the giant halberd's head, they predicted the path of the breath strafing in advance, and evaded it in time, so no one was injured.

However, the breath of the giant halberd dragon that can destroy the city wall with one blow is not that simple.

Breathing in the form of flame pillars is very common. Yan Gelong, Kailong, and some subspecies of fire dragons all have similar breathing methods.

But the essence of those breaths is mostly high-temperature and high-pressure flammable gases, composed of flame gas columns.

The giant halberd was different, it spit out black oil with astonishing unit energy.

After studying the samples left over from the previous attacks of Giganticosaurus, scholars found that.

This composition is similar to heavy oil, a black grease rich in sulfur and some difficult-to-decompose high-energy powder, which will be activated by high temperature and cause a violent explosion.

Scholars are also looking forward to igniting the black oil stored in the body of the giant dragon through the explosion of the dragon killing gun and gunpowder, so as to directly blow it into pieces.

But it is a pity that this special oil named "Super Heavy Keel Oil" seems to be completely controlled by the giant halberd.

Only after being spit out by it as breath fuel will it trigger an explosion, and the parts stored in its body and flowing on its body surface are quite stable and safe, not even flammable

incomprehensible.

Running, trying to get close to the giant halberd's hind legs, Hayata, who launched a disruptive attack, suddenly stopped the charge.

The flaming oily breath swept across several meters in front of her, and the astonishing heat radiated scalded the ends of her hair.

After exhaling, a large mass of asphalt-like semi-fluid black oil was left on the path of the flame column.

The black oil boiled and expanded, burning bright red from within.

Seeing this, Hayata immediately turned around and ran at full speed, desperately opening the distance.

Just two or three seconds later, the black oil clump exploded, and at the moment the explosion sounded, Hayata swooped down on the ground.

The power of the explosion of the black oil blob is no less powerful than that of the barrel bomb, but its danger does not stop there.

Along with the explosion wind, the violently burning keel oil was scattered all around in pieces, covering an astonishing area. The scene was like detonating an incendiary bomb with adhesive in the sky.

Hayatta, who swooped to avoid the explosion, got up quickly.

She could feel that several balls of sparks fell on her body, and due to the existence of flammable oil, it could not be extinguished by patting.

Realizing that these flames were not so easy to deal with, Hayatta immediately rolled on the spot continuously, and finally extinguished the flames with the help of dust and dust on the ground.

Glancing at the armor that left several scorched black scorching marks but not burned through, Hayata was secretly thankful.

Fortunately, I chose to change into the Purple Poison Girl armor with excellent fire resistance. If I still wear the black erosion dragon suit with extremely poor fire resistance in this battle, even if the flames are extinguished at this time, I am afraid that I will suffer severe burns. .

Aiden, the newcomer to the pen, galloped over like Ai Lu, ready to sprinkle two handfuls of life dust first.

Hayata waved his hand, said "I'm fine", and continued to rush towards the giant halberd.

At the same time, Gordon also came to the giant halberd.

A giant halberd with a broken front claw can still move freely on the ground, and the extraordinarily strong wing claws replaced the role of the forelimbs, supporting its huge body weighing a thousand tons.

What Gordon spotted was the right wing claw of the giant halberd.

The previous dragon-slaying cannon directly shot this wing claw, especially the position near the shoulder at the root, which was seriously injured. Although there is not much difference in the action, it should be regarded as a weakness.

Julius, who arrived here a little earlier than Gordon, obviously thought the same way.

The two looked at each other and launched an offensive together.