Monster Hunter:Hunter's Notes

Chapter 96 Tianjin Disaster

"Meow!" Pig Chop, who was tied to the main cable by Gordon and huddled up, suddenly let out a terrified whimper.

Gordon knelt down next to Pork Chop, rubbed its little head that was completely soaked by the rain and looked miserable, and sighed: "I am not a qualified master. I promised your father that I will take good care of you and take care of you."

I practiced with you and became stronger, but I brought you into such a desperate situation."

Pig Chop did not respond, but in a tone that seemed to be squeezed out of his throat by fear, he murmured repeatedly: "It's a monster meow. It's not a storm, it's a monster meow! A terrifying monster."

Gordon leaned over and felt something was wrong after hearing what Pig Chop said.

Pig Chop was indeed timid in the past, but after the past two years of training, he is no longer what he used to be. He is able to charge fearlessly even when facing a flying dragon. He has never seen such a situation on the verge of collapse.

"Oh, that's true."

The professor who also heard what Zhupa said clearly smiled bitterly and said to himself: "I just said, how could a storm of this scale form in the inland plain so quickly for no reason, is that the one from Lingfeng?

No wonder, the abnormal rainfall in the Metabe area in recent months is what this is."

"What do you mean?" Gordon asked, "What is Pork Chop afraid of?"

"Ellu has a keen sense that far exceeds that of humans, especially trained hunting cats. They rarely make mistakes in this regard."

"But what??!"

Just as Gordon was about to continue asking, a feeling of gaze that made his whole body run cold was pierced like a needle on his back. Gordon suddenly looked back, and all he saw was the annoying gray.

Black thundercloud.

Although that feeling only appeared for a short moment and then receded like a tide, Gordon was certain that it was not an illusion.

As a hunter, if he didn't even have this most basic perception ability, he would have turned into a dry skeleton in the hunting ground.

He could even feel that there was no murderous intent in that gaze, no exploration and curiosity, no vigilance, only indifference, the kind of indifference that would sweep over the most ordinary pebble at your feet.

"What is that?" Gordon asked harshly.

"Gods." A word came out of the professor's mouth that Gordon had not guessed at all, "gods who control wind and rain."

Knowing that he was going to die, the professor looked away instead and opened the telescope again to observe the surrounding cloud walls.

Anyway, whether you are facing a natural storm or that "god", life and death are no longer in your hands. In this case, do something meaningful before death.

For example, observing and recording that guy’s ecology!

As an atheist, Gordon did not believe in those illusory existences that no one had ever seen, but what he saw reminded him of eavesdropping on the conversations of the superior hunters in the gathering.

One sentence impressed him deeply.

——"Those guys are walking natural disasters. Just by migrating, they can destroy everything along the way. When they are furious, they can also destroy civilization."

"Then, is it Gu Long?" Gordon asked in a low voice.

The professor turned back and gave him a meaningful look, "This is not knowledge you should know."

"Even before death, can't we satisfy our curiosity?" The person who suddenly spoke up was Alva.

The trainee scrivener's somewhat excited words surprised the professor and others. In his impression, he was a quiet, well-behaved and somewhat obedient child.

"Too."

The professor smiled self-deprecatingly: "Faced with this almost certain death situation, there is no need to care about those rules and regulations. Maybe you will face that kind of existence in a while.

At least you have the right to know how you died."

"Haha, you really have the right to be pessimistic." Gordon said with a smile. He didn't know why he could still laugh, but it was better than crying.

"The creature that caused this storm is indeed an ancient dragon. From the literature and legends I have come across, there are at least four kinds of ancient dragons that can call wind and rain and set off storms.

The ‘Tianjin Disaster Land’ in Sky Mountain only appears in the legend of the Fire Land, the ‘Mingyu Shouji’, ‘Ibushi Makihiko’ whose ecology is still unknown, and the ‘Wind Soaring Dragon’ in the Daisetsu Mountain.”

"This name sounds several levels more powerful than ordinary monsters." Gordon muttered.

The professor glanced at him and said with a somewhat dissatisfied tone: "Tianjin Huitu, Naruyu Shouji and Ibushi Makihiko are all ancient dragons that live in the Western Continent, and their names are naturally also Western Continental.

If you find it awkward to pronounce, you can also use "Lanlong" to refer to Tianjin's misfortunes. This is the name in the documents of the Gulong Observation Bureau. As for the latter two, little is known about them so far.

Also, don’t compare ancient dragons with ‘monsters’, even if they are flying dragons, that is an insult to them. If you are lucky, you will understand what I mean soon.”

Compared to the complaining Gordon, Alva, who is obsessed with studying various magical creatures, is obviously more interested in the ancient dragon itself, "So Professor, who are we about to face?"

"Which one is okay?" Gordon silently cursed again. As a still young monster hunter, he lacked awe for certain great creatures.

"The Ancient Dragon Observation Bureau has always paid attention to their movements and can confirm that they are not the Feng Xianglong of the Snow Mountains, and the two gods of wind and thunder have never left the land of fire in the south of the Western Continent since ancient times.

However, the observation balloon over at Lingfeng Peak in the Western Continent has already responded, and they lost all traces of the Tianjin Disaster a few months ago."

"Western Continent? It can fly across the sea?!" Gordon said in surprise.

"Crossing the sea is like taking a walk to Gu Long."

The professor snorted and continued: "In Western Continental, 'Tianjin Huitu' means 'disaster from heaven', which is considered to be the storm itself.

The reason why we named it ‘Lan Long’ is because it has the ability to control clouds and wind.”

Facing the surprised Gordon, the professor pointed to the wall of hurricane clouds that penetrated the sky and the earth around him, "The power to create a storm from nothing!"

Gordon looked at the storm around him that could easily tear the airship under his feet into pieces just by relying on its aftermath, and swallowed hard, "Is this the ancient dragon that Senior Yamos and the others faced?"

"Boom!"

A burst of thunder exploded in everyone's ears, and the blue thunder penetrated the clouds, meandering at a speed invisible to the naked eye, spreading out into countless branches, and illuminating a large cloud wall on the starboard side of the airship.

This lightning was so close to them that Gordon could even smell the burnt smell of the air being ablated by the powerful current.

In the aftermath of the lightning, Gordon vaguely saw a huge streamlined shadow passing through the depths of the cloud wall on the starboard side, mixed with some purple-red light spots.

This is not a dazzling purple-red light spot, it can even be called a dim purple-red light spot, but it leaves several clear and lasting halo trails among the thunderous rain clouds.

The young hunter narrowed his eyes and stared at the huge shadow briefly illuminated by the lightning, until it disappeared again into the gloomy cloud wall and wind and rain.

At some point, a burst of warm water vapor enveloped the airship.

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