Monster Hunter:Hunter's Notes

If it were monsters like the Big Boar King or the Blue Velociraptor King, the damage caused by Gordon and Urshula would be enough to kill them.

But for the Peach-haired Beast King, who is larger, has stronger defense, and has much more tenacious vitality, this is not enough.

Despite the numerous stab wounds and bullet holes all over its body, in fact, except for the initial Sword Sleeping Slash, the rest of the wounds were superficial superficial wounds, which would only cause pain and blood loss, but would not play a decisive role in determining the outcome.

Fortunately, hunters are not in a hurry. In fact, "grinding damage" is the norm when hunting large monsters.

At this time, Oshula had already put on the fourth magazine of lv3 normal ammunition. She only carried five magazines of this type of ammunition in total, for a total of sixty rounds of lv3 normal ammunition.

If you defeat them all, you can only use the slightly less powerful lv2 normal bomb.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

While the peach-haired beast king was in a state of fatigue, Oshula emptied the magazine as quickly as possible. The normal loading capacity of twelve rounds at level 3 was already very rich for a light crossbow, but it was still not durable.

Quickly replacing the last lv3 normal magazine for the Wrath of the Strange Bird, Oshula's eyes couldn't help but glance at the few magazines with red marks at the end of the armed belt.

——Fire bomb.

This special ammunition is specially made with fire herb as the main material. It will burn violently when it hits the target. It is very effective for monsters like the Peach Fur Beast King, who have long fur and are afraid of flames.

But I recalled the miserable appearance of the Peach Fur Beast King with his fur all scorched black at the end of past hunting, and Gordon's advice on the way to the wetland.

Oshula hesitated for a second, and finally pulled the magazine strap and pulled the lv2 normal magazine to a position that was convenient for changing.

Let's wait until necessary to talk about fire bombs and the like.

the other side.

For Gordon, who is a great swordsman, there is no such entanglement as Oshura. The only thing he needs to worry about at this time is the sharpness of the explosive knife.

Blood stains and fat will dull the originally sharp blade.

The fierce battle with the Peach-haired Beast King had been going on for some time, and he could clearly feel that the feeling of the explosive knife's claws cutting into the monster's fur was not as smooth as before.

Gordon really wanted to find an opportunity to take out the sharpening stone to straighten the blade and restore the sharpness of the weapon, but right now, the Peach-haired Beast King was in a state of fatigue and his movements became sluggish. It was the best opportunity to attack, and the sharpening of the knife could only wait.

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Perhaps due to the rage caused by the successive traumas, or perhaps the half-burnt piece of nitrocellulose he had just eaten had an effect, the peach-haired beast king, who was already panting, suddenly stood up again.

After a roar, it actually regained its energy.

I saw it beat its chest several times with its claws, and leaned down with its arms on the ground. High-temperature gas with sparks mixed with a pungent stench spurted out from its mouth and swept towards Gordon in a fan shape.

As early as when the peach-haired beast king was beating his chest, Gordon realized something was wrong.

When a monster makes an unusual move, it is usually preparing for a special attack. This is common sense to hunters.

Therefore, he put away his weapons in advance and began to retreat,

But even so, the Peach Hair Beast King's extremely wide-ranging scorching breath still burned his left arm, and the alloy armor of the refined ore suit had almost no defense against this high-temperature gas.

Gordon felt as if a bottle of boiling water had been poured on his left arm, and the intense burning pain made him groan.

He could feel that the Peach Hair Beast King's eyes were locked on him. At this time, he must not reveal the fact that he was injured, otherwise the other party would definitely take the opportunity to attack.

"It's just a minor burn."

Gritting his teeth to hold back the severe pain, Gordon tugged at the corner of his mouth, pulled out the explosive knife again, and rushed towards the peach-haired Beast King who had just finished breathing.

The Taofao Beast King obviously didn't expect that the damn hunter in front of him would actually be "unharmed" by its breath.

It was really tired, and the blood flowing out of the wounds all over its body had taken away too much of its strength. If it continued like this, it might not be long before it actually collapsed.

"Hoo ho!"

Waving his arms to force the hunter back, the Peach-haired Beast King roared twice menacingly, turned around, climbed up the rocky mountain with an agility that was inconsistent with his size, and fled towards the distant rainforest.

Twenty meters away, Oshura's offensive still did not end.

A series of crossbow bullets chased the fleeing back of the Peach-haired Beast King and fired one after another. Until the magazine was empty, she slowly took out a dye bomb and filled it into the crossbow chamber of Strange Bird's Fury.

Aim briefly and launch.

"Snapped!"

The special dye exuding a strong smell exploded behind the peach-haired beast king.

This kind of dye bomb is a crossbow bomb version of the dye ball commonly used by hunters to track monsters. With it, hunters don't have to worry about losing the whereabouts of monsters.

After confirming that the peach-haired beast king was gone, Oshura immediately put away the fury of the strange bird and trotted to Gordon's side.

"injured?"

Gordon grinned and nodded, "Well, my left arm was burned by the burning breath, but it shouldn't be serious."

Urshula's expression immediately became serious, "Take off the wrist armor quickly and take a look. Metal armor like yours has the worst resistance to high temperatures and flames."

With the help of Oshula, Gordon took off his left wrist armor, which was still a little hot.

As expected, his left arm was already covered with blisters, and the skin in two places had even been stuck down by metallic nail leaves.

After careful inspection, Urshula breathed a sigh of relief.

"You retreated in time, but you were burned by the high-temperature gas at the edge of your breath. It's not a big problem. Did you bring the recovery medicine?" As Urshula said, he poured the water from his water bag onto Gordon.

on your left arm to cool the skin.

"Bring it, bring it."

Gordon took out the recovery medicine and drank it in one breath. He smacked his lips and felt that it might not be enough, so he drank another bottle.

The effect of the recovery medicine was as satisfactory as ever. After drinking two bottles of recovery medicine and sitting down to rest for a few minutes, Gordon felt that the burning pain in the burn on his left arm was significantly reduced.

Even the wounds where the skin was broken and bleeding started to grow new tender pink skin.

Oshula was holding a knife at the side, helping Gordon to open the blisters. Under the subsequent effects of the recovery medicine, these torn afterbirths would soon dry and fall off, and there was no need to worry about infection.

Another few minutes passed.

Gordon moved his left arm. The burning sensation had completely disappeared, replaced by the itching of new skin growth. He nodded with satisfaction, "It's almost done."

Orshula wasn't overly worried.

For hunters who travel to hunting grounds all year round and fight with various monsters, this kind of burn on the skin is no different from a scratch. Anyway, it can be healed by taking a few sips of recovery potion and resting for a while.

After re-equipping the wrist armor, Gordon squatted down, placed the explosive knife on his thigh, and began to polish the weapon.

"How's it going? Do you need to go back to the camp to rest?" Urshula, who was sitting cross-legged with her arms crossed, asked.

"Come on, giving that guy a night's rest doesn't mean starting over all over again? When I sharpen the knife, we'll catch up and kill him in one go." Gordon said viciously.

Oshula also laughed when he heard this, "What you want is this momentum, let's go! Get rid of it before the sun sets!"