Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

Gordon did not charge up his energy, nor did he activate the dragon energy propulsion engine of the [Red Wing] sword. He simply drew his sword and struck the claw arm of the Styracosaurus with a vertical slash.

The main purpose of this sword is to test.

Although he had close contact with Styracosaurus during the Metabetate defense battle, he had never had a real confrontation with it. The battle information was also obtained from Mr. Asa and other local hunters.

Therefore, perhaps in the eyes of others, Silverborder is the team that has the most contact with Styracosaurus, but in fact, the so-called familiarity is only on a theoretical level, and this is the first time for real combat.

The silver-red giant blade had just fallen, and Gordon's brows instantly furrowed.

This feeling of contact was very different from what he had imagined, and different from any monster he had ever faced.

Not the crustacean, the hardness of the exoskeleton of the beetle, nor the toughness of the scales of the flying dragon. It was like being chopped into semi-solidified asphalt, and the force was completely removed.

In addition, the metal objects mixed in the dragon bone oil blocked the blade. The sword could not break through the protection of this layer of dragon bone oil and broken iron armor. Even the sword blade was stuck, let alone hurting the Styracosaurus.

He had to put in a lot of effort to get rid of the stickiness of the dragon bone oil and raise the [Red Wing] sword again.

Turning over and dodging the Styracosaurus' stomp, Gordon adjusted his attack position and swung his sword again.

This time, he started the dragon gas jet engine.

With the help of dragon energy, the speed and strength of his sword swings reached a new level, but when cutting into the unknown thick layer of black oil armor, the feel was still extremely sluggish.

The only good news is that the high-temperature dragon flames lingering around the sword have melted the thick dragon bone oil a little, at least it will not be so laborious when drawing the sword.

Gordon suddenly remembered something.

Previously, among the Metabetate hunters who were responsible for blocking the Styracosaurus, but ended up in a bitter battle and suffered heavy losses, there was a severely injured dual-sword user who mentioned it.

Not only dragon-type attacks, but fire-type weapons may also be unexpectedly effective against Styracosaurus.

After all, it was just one person's words. This piece of information did not receive enough attention. In terms of weapon attributes, most of the hunters who participated in this battle chose the dragon attribute that was confirmed to be effective.

Now it seems that the dual-sword wielder was right.

For Styracosaurus itself, high temperature and flames may not matter, but under high temperature burning, the semi-solidified black oil like thick armor will obviously soften or even fall off, which can be called an alternative "armor breaking".

After confirming this discovery, Gordon lowered his sword and retreated a distance to avoid being affected by the attack of Styracosaurus. At the same time, he turned his head and shouted:

"Fire and high temperature can melt the black oil and weaken its defense!"

This sentence was mainly shouted to Ancier, because he knew that Ancier would always pay some attention to him.

Sure enough, Ancil noticed it. He suspended his attack and glanced around.

There are enough people targeting the Styracosaurus's wounds, including the high-ranking shooters and crossbows in various turrets. One more person and one less person will not have much impact.

But if the thick black oil shell can really be melted by fire bombs, the help and improvement to the swordsmen will be very obvious.

He folded and put away his weapon, blew a whistle, and summoned the gale that had been wandering around the Styracosaurus for a long time, but could not find a place to bite.

The Heavy Crossbow [Shigure] is a very versatile heavy crossbow, but it is not without its flaws. For example, this heavy crossbow cannot fire flame bombs.

He had to go back to the storage room, change into the dragon-slaying cannon, and bring a sufficient number of fire bombs.

It wasn't just Ansir who was temporarily out of the fight, Hayata also heard Gordon's words.

The dragon bone oil covering the whole body of Styracosaurus troubled every swordsman, including her.

The Dragon Sword [Red Lotus]'s dragon attribute energy intensity is indeed very high, but when the blade cannot break through the black oil armor and cannot touch the body of the Styracosaurus, the dragon attribute energy is difficult to trigger.

If Styracosaurus lay down at this time, it would give her a chance to attack the wound on the chest, or even attack the internal organs through the wound.

The dragon-type energy of the Dragon Blade [Red Lotus] will probably explode very excitingly.

The problem is that Styracosaurus has been supporting its body with its wing claws and its head and chest are raised high, so the swordsmen cannot attack its vital points at all.

If you want to make Styracosaurus lie down, you have to find ways to injure or disable the wing claws that support its body. However, the swordsmen's attacks cannot break through the defense of the black oil armor on the wing claws. This seems to have become an endless cycle. .

Flame and high temperature may be the key to unlocking this cycle.

Rather than waiting for opportunities to come, it is better to find ways to create the conditions.

"Is anyone else prepared for fire-attribute weapons?" Hayata put away his sword and retreated, while shouting a question to the swordsmen surrounding the Styracosaurus.

Only Julius, the dual-sword wielder, responded to her, using a roundhouse to dodge the wing-claw attack of the Styracosaurus, and he shouted: "I have the male and female dragon twin flames (male and female fire dragons with swords) in the storage room! "

"Take turns to go back and change clothes!" Gordon shouted.

He regretted leaving his Fire Dragon Sword at the bottom of the box at his residence in Bernard Village, otherwise he would have had one more fire-attribute weapon.

"Others continue to attack! It doesn't matter if the attack fails, just maintain the attraction!"

"You go first." Julius whispered to Hayata.

Hayata nodded and ran away, back to the Battle Street camp.

Julius, who was holding the twin swords of the Tyrannosaurus Rex, began to perform the Demonic Dance, although the two swords in his hands could not effectively cut through the thick black oil armor.

But the little bit of dragon energy that escapes as the double blades dance around can always have some effect and distract the Styracosaurus.

Within two minutes, Anhil, who was the first to leave, came back riding Gale Wind.

For shooters who must change weapons and ammunition at the same time, this speed is simply exaggerated.

Although he did not initially plan to use the combination of dragon-slaying cannon and fire bombs, due to his cautious personality of over-preparing for everything, various attributes, various types of magazines and ammunition belts were prepared and packed in advance.

Put them in the lockers by category, so you can use them as soon as you grab them.

Facts have proved that there is no such thing as "excessive" preparation. If you arrange everything carefully, it will come in handy one day.

Hayata's habit of carrying several swords with him wherever he goes can be considered to be influenced by Ansir, and it also played a role at this time.

When she returned to the camp, she quickly changed into the Fei Long Dao [Black Glory], and then returned to the battlefield without stopping.

At this time, Ancil had already launched an offensive, and the fire bombs landed on the left wing claw of the Styracosaurus one after another.

The violently burning crossbow shells softened the keel oil on the wing claws, and as the attack continued, more and more black oil melted and fell off, gradually revealing the dirty blue-black scales underneath.

And in the gaps between the scales, new keel oil is constantly seeping out.

Anhil had no choice but to lock that position and continue firing to ensure that the thickness of the keel oil was always maintained at a low level.

Seeing that the softening tactics were taking effect, Gordon quickly approached the part where the keel oil fell off, picked up the sword, and began to accumulate strength.

His actions blocked Ancil's shooting range, but there was nothing he could do about it.

With the firepower and temperature of the flame bombs, the range of black oil that can be melted is really limited. That is the swordsmen's only attack window.

Anhir clicked his tongue, put his eyes close to the scope, and said to himself, "It's been a long time since I've done this. Don't blame me if you hit it crookedly."

A fire bomb flew past Gordon's cheek, landed on the wing claws of the Styracosaurus, and burned violently.

Gordon grinned.

This long-lost scrape.