Monster Hunter:Hunter's Notes

Chapter 742 The Dark Tyrant

Author: It’s a puffer fish

Chapter 742 The Dark Tyrant

It was indeed cold at night in the desert, but with plenty of firewood and wrapped in windproof cloaks, the hunters spent a fairly comfortable night.

Before dawn, Anhil got up and woke up his companions. The group quickly filled their stomachs with dry food and completed the last preparation before departure.

"Set off."

This improvised three-person team, under Ancier's instructions, left the camp and aimed directly at the sand dune cave where the dragon's nest was located in the guild's intelligence.

On the rough gravel ground, hunters ran silently.

Taking a deep breath of dry air, Maka ran extremely briskly. This was the environment she had been familiar with since she was a child. Although it was dry and desolate, it gave her a sense of familiarity like a fish returning to the water.

Feng Ying and An Xier's expressions were slightly strange.

They were used to riding hounds in the hunting grounds, but now they felt like they were missing their legs.

Why are you running so slowly?

"Baka!"

The little Qimian tribe, which was exploring the front like a hunting cat, suddenly stopped.

"There is a situation."

"Kababachakara."

Maka frowned, soothed the buzzing insect on her right arm, and reached out to make a few gestures to her friends behind.

"Alert, sand dune, opposite, large monster."

An Xil and Feng Ying slowed down, suppressing their breathing and sense of presence. The three of them carefully climbed to the top of the sand dune and looked down.

An earth-yellow, two-horned giant beast that was definitely more than twenty meters long was lying on the flat sand below the dunes, resting and sleeping.

"Diablos (Ceratopsian)." Ancil muttered to himself silently.

This large monster's hearing and vibration sensing capabilities are astonishingly sharp. If anyone stands up at this time and makes a slightly heavier footsteps, this big monster will wake up.

Under the command of Ancier's gesture, the hunters kept their prone position and slowly slid back. They didn't stand up until they left the sand dune, and then quietly retreated two to three hundred meters away, and then started whispering

Language Exchange.

"bypass."

Anhil's idea is very straightforward, "The Black Horned Dragon is guarding the dragon's nest and never leaves the dragon's nest. There is no need for us to create extraneous problems, bypass it and go directly to the dragon's nest."

Maka seemed a little hesitant, "What if after the battle breaks out, the horned dragon comes following the sound? This place is only a few kilometers away from the dragon's nest. Considering the scope of the horned dragon's territory, the two can be said to live together. There is a high probability that they will.

companion."

Anhil shook his head slightly, "The Black-horned Dragon is more violent than you imagine. Theoretically, the Horned Dragon will never approach the dragon's nest where the Black-horned Dragon is.

Before and after the birth period, the female ceratopsian that transformed into a black ceratopsian under the influence of hormones would treat her mate as an intruder and expel or even kill her.”

"Is that so?" Maka blinked, looking a little surprised.

".Drink two less bottles of wine and read two more books."

"I was wrong." Maka admitted her mistake decisively, and Feng Ying also stuck out her tongue.

"Babakar." Ancier looked at the little Strange Face Clan, "Are you sure you can get close to the horned dragon without waking it up?"

"Kababa!"

"It said yes."

Anhir nodded, took out a dyed ball and put it in Babaka's hand, "Put this under its body, be careful not to break it, but make sure that it will crush the dyed ball when it turns over and stands up.

"

Babaka understood Ansiel's intention and jumped on the spot, "Kababaka!"

"It said yes."

"I understand this too! Go quickly and be careful."

Babaka adjusted the mask on its head and disappeared into the ground. After a few minutes, it came back again, jumping up and down happily.

"It's arranged, right? Very good. Let's take a detour to the Dragon's Nest."

After spending some effort and bypassing the area where the horned dragon was, the hunter and his party arrived near a huge sand dune.

In other words, the sand dunes are a bit inappropriate. This is basically a sand mountain.

According to Maka's introduction, the bottom of this large-scale sand dune is empty and hides a huge cave.

There is a funnel-shaped hole at the top of the large sand dune for large flying dragons to fly in and out, and there are two entrances and exits nearby, both of which lead to underground caves.

"This is the best nesting site within a radius of dozens of miles. As the overlord of this area, if there is a black horned dragon that wants to produce a nest, it will definitely choose this place."

"Have you been here?"

"I've been here several times before."

"Very well, whichever entrance is suitable, you will lead the way."

"It is definitely the fastest to jump from the hole at the top of the dune. There is a pile of sand below, so you won't get hurt if you are careful, but you may jump directly on the face of the black horned dragon.

If you want stability, come from this way, and follow up this way."

It was another round of twists and turns, and the terrain of the underground cave was very complicated. Anhil was very lucky to have Maka, a "local", to lead the way, otherwise he might have gone wrong even with a detailed map.

A large part of the underground caves here are not so much "caves" as they are canyons eroded by wind and sand for countless years. The blazing desert sunlight shines through the gaps in the rocks, and the light is sufficient.

Moreover, the temperature is relatively stable, unlike the drastic temperature difference between day and night like on the ground. It is actually quite comfortable and there is no need to drink cold drinks.

"No wonder they want to build a nest here." Feng Ying muttered softly.

Maka, who was walking at the front, made a "silence" gesture and signaled to her companions to slow down.

They walked quietly through a narrow passage and finally arrived at a huge cave under the large sand dune.

On a pile of yellow sand as fine as flowing water, a pitch-black horned dragon was curled up there, sleeping soundly.

The hunters exchanged glances and quietly approached.

Feng Ying now regrets it, very much. She should have found a few small monsters to chop down on her way here, accumulated some energy, and opened a red shield for her shield ax first.

Now that she was unable to use the Mian Zhan opportunity in front of her, she felt very sad.

In fact, she thought a little too much.

Even though they tried their best to suppress the sound of footsteps, when they approached the position less than thirty meters away from the Black Horned Dragon, the sleeping dark giant beast still woke up from its sleep.

The bloodshot scarlet eyes suddenly opened, staring fixedly at Feng Ying in front of her. The violent aura that seemed to crush everything was mind-numbing.

Swallowing secretly, Feng Ying stopped the urge to sneak behind and cut off the tail, pulled out her weapon, set up the horned dragon shield axe, and faced the black horned dragon head-on.

I am the avant-garde, I am the avant-garde, I am the avant-garde

The black horned dragon stood up and shook its head, raised its giant head and took a deep breath, and was about to let out an earth-shattering roar.

At this moment, an extraordinarily huge crossbow shell turned into a line of fire, shot from a distance, and exploded the moment it was about to hit the side of the ceratopsian's neck.

The golden-red blazing fireball enveloped the Black Horned Dragon's head and upper body.

The Black Horned Dragon, which had just woken up and was still a little confused, was thrown to the ground, struggling and howling furiously.

Opening Supernova?

Feng Ying was surprised, but she still charged forward immediately, put her head on the head of the black horned dragon that was struggling to get up, and quickly swung her sword.

She must grab the target's attention as quickly as possible.

"Jiji!"

Maka also released hunting insects to absorb the essence of monsters, while moving quickly and launching a guerrilla attack.

The black horned dragon that had been beaten so hard for no apparent reason used its strong wing claws to support the ground and stood up. Its already scarlet eyes were now filled with violent blood.

"Hoo ooh ooh ooh -!"

The dark tyrant of the desert is completely furious.

Ps. Since the Supernova in this book is a special type of crossbow bullet, the hunting skill slot is not considered, only the cooling time.

(End of chapter)