Monster Hunter:Hunter's Notes

Gordon's eyes were fixed on the fire dragon hovering in the sky, and he was constantly thinking about countermeasures.

This place is not far from the camp, but it is almost impossible to run nearly a thousand meters on this unprotected river beach against the attack of the male fire dragon.

Another escape route is the fast-flowing river not far away.

It was the flood season in early spring. If you could jump into the river, you could at least avoid the pursuit of the male fire dragon. The latter, who hated water, was unlikely to jump into the river to catch himself.

Although it is also an act of gambling on life, if you are wearing armor in the fast river, you will be drowned or hit on the rocks if you are not careful.

But this may be the only way to survive.

With the idea in mind, Gordon began to approach the river bank, and at the same time ordered the somewhat overwhelmed Pork Chop to run away if he had the chance.

The male fire dragon seemed to have seen through his plan. He turned around and landed in front of him, right in the middle of his escape path to the river bank.

Gordon had no choice but to put his right hand on the handle of the explosive knife behind his back and start a confrontation with the Fire Dragon.

However, the male fire dragon obviously had no interest in messing with him. Its huge head was slightly raised, and flames and sparks were jumping between its teeth and beak.

"No, it's breath!"

Gordon, whose expression changed drastically, once again threw himself to one side with all his strength.

The red fireball, which was as big as a millstone, shot out from the huge beak of the male fire dragon like a cannonball. The fireball crossed the river beach in the blink of an eye and bombarded a giant tree on the edge of the jungle that was as thick as several people could hug it.

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Flames splashed in the roar.

The old tree with its hard texture and gnarled vines was like a dry branch, blown into two pieces by the fireball.

Gordon felt like his heartbeat had skipped a beat. If he hadn't avoided it in time, he might have been dead now, right?

This kind of powerful breath cannot be resisted by the Blue Velociraptor suit.

The male fire dragon, whose attack failed again, roared, locked Gordon with its dark yellow eyes, stepped on the ground with its legs, and the dragon's head wrapped in sharp thorns was like the tip of a spear, pointed directly at Gordon, and rushed towards him.

This kind of rampant and self-sacrifice attack reminded him of the Big Wild Boar King's pig thrust. If this move were used on the male fire dragon, it would be a dragon chariot with several levels of power!

Gordon knew very well that he must not panic in the face of such an attack.

Estimating the speed of the male fire dragon and the distance between the two, Gordon jumped out at the last second. While avoiding the dragon cart, he still did not relax and rolled further in the direction again.

Even the Big Wild Boar King would stop suddenly and turn around to pursue it, but maybe the Fire Dragon wouldn't?

Sure enough, the follow-up attack from the Fire Dragon came.

It fluttered its wings and floated into the air, then raised its feet and grabbed Gordon's back with its poisonous claws.

In the end, Gordon miscalculated the attack range of the Fire Dragon. Even though he tried his best to distance himself to avoid it, the Dragon's claws still scratched his Blue Velociraptor armor, leaving a deep scar on his back.

The purple-black traces are centered on the wound and spread outward. This is the toxin of the fire dragon, far more powerful than the poisonous mushroom juice!

Gordon could feel that the wound on his back lost all pain almost instantly, which was not a good sign.

The numb feeling quickly spread from his back to his whole body, the speed of blood flow suddenly increased, his eyes began to become bloodshot, and blood poured out from his nostrils and throat uncontrollably.

His limbs also began to become weak and unruly. If this continued, it would be impossible for him to dodge the next attack of the male fire dragon.

"Dudu~dudu~dudu~"

The sharp sound of the horn suddenly sounded, temporarily attracting the attention of the male fire dragon.

It's pork chop!

Gordon didn't have time to think about anything else. He held on to his gradually blurring consciousness and took out the antidote from his bag as quickly as possible that the instructor had emphasized countless times.

As the antidote was poured in, the toxins flowing in the blood were quickly decomposed, the severe pain in the back wound returned, and the uncontrollable numbness in the limbs gradually disappeared.

Although the body is still somewhat weak due to blood loss and residual toxins, most of the toxins have indeed been eliminated.

"Pork chop! Get under the ground and escape!"

Seeing that Pork Chop was about to be chased by the Fire Dragon, Gordon yelled.

He was so scared that he wanted to run away, but because he was worried about Gordon, he kept suppressing his fear to attract the attention of the male fire dragon. He immediately leaned down, pawing the ground with his claws quickly, and in a blink of an eye, he dug out a hole big enough for it to burrow in.

Hole, get in before the male fire dragon bites.

Feeling that he had been teased, the Fire Dragon roared again, flapped its wings and rose into the air, diving in the direction of Gordon's escape.

Gordon, who was running desperately towards the river, heard the flapping of dragon wings from behind, suddenly turned around and threw something in his palm.

Flashbang!

A short but dazzling bright light exploded in front of the eyes of the male fire dragon as the flash bomb exploded.

With an angry roar, the flying fire dragon fell to the ground, seemingly unable to get up from the fall.

Gordon waved his arms excitedly, and then continued to run away desperately.

A few seconds later, the Charmander stood up again. Its vision had not yet fully recovered, but it still roughly determined Gordon's position through its sense of smell.

Smoke billowed, and the blazing fireball burst out again.

"boom!"

The fireball landed on the river beach seven or eight meters away from Gordon. The spreading shock wave made Gordon stagger, and the flying gravel scratched his cheek, but he breathed a sigh of relief.

It's better than a fireball hitting your face, right?

However, what he didn't expect was that the Fire Dragon's breath was not a single shot this time, but a continuous shot!

Three fireballs shot out from its mouth one after another, forming a fan shape and covering the direction of Gordon's escape.

The last fireball exploded directly on the blasting knife behind him.

Smoke filled with the smell of sulfur enveloped him, and the scattered flames burned his armor. The shock wave of the explosion lifted his whole body and flew four to five meters away.

He fell heavily onto the gravel-strewn river beach. Under the impact of the strong explosion, a large amount of blood spat out from his mouth again.

I don’t know whether to say it’s unfortunate or fortunate.

This fireball can basically be regarded as a fool for the male fire dragon who is temporarily blind in both eyes.

But on the other hand, if the blasting knife hanging on his back hadn't blocked him, the fireball might have killed him directly.

Lucky or unlucky? Gordon was not in the mood to think about this at this time.

The raging river was rushing less than two or three meters in front of him, and the escape route was right in front of him, but he almost didn't have the strength to even open his eyes.

However, at this moment, a familiar figure emerged from the ground.

It's the pork chop that was drilled into the ground before!

"Meow meow meow!"

Pork Chop threw away the cat pick in his hand, grabbed Gordon's shoulders with two small paws, and screamed, dragging Gordon up who was several times his weight.

If it had been a year ago, when it first arrived in Kokot Village and was so thin, it would have been impossible to drag Gordon, who was fully armored and fell into a coma.

However, a year of high-protein diet and rigorous exercise allowed it to grow to a level unmatched by its peers in the wild.

"Meow!!!"

Screaming with all his strength, Pork Chop pulled Gordon and fell into the rushing river together.

Only the fire dragon that had lost its target was left, hovering on the river, venting its boundless rage.