Monster Hunt: Notes From a Hunter Chapter 197

Chapter 197 A Long and Hard Battle

The critical injury forced the horned dragon to stagger two steps forward.

The heart pumped rapidly, and blood rushed into every corner of its body, and the blood vessels on the surface of the skull were also congested with blood, dyeing the bones of the skull a scarlet color.

"Roar!!"

The one-horned dragon was furious.

There was a whistling sound, and Gordon didn't even react a little. The one-horned dragon had already turned around, facing him with its red horn, and charged forward.

It moves almost twice as fast! With such a large body and such a fast turning speed, is this guy's heart made of steel? !

Horrified in his heart, Gordon suddenly flew to one side, narrowly avoiding the blow that could penetrate him.

Gordon, who fell to the ground on his stomach, did not get up in a hurry, but continued to roll a few times.

As it turns out, he was right to do so.

The roar of the tail hammer tearing through the air came from above his head. If he got up in a hurry, he might have been severely injured by the tail strike of a horned dragon at this time.

Gordon stood up again and immediately put away the great sword.

This kind of attack speed, this kind of turning speed, it's okay to change to a swordsman with two swords. As a big swordsman who moves slowly while holding a sword, he should honestly withdraw his sword to avoid its edge.

Gordon, who temporarily gave up his attack plan, kept dodging the attack of the horned dragon.

The reason why he ran without turning his head was because he knew very well that at his own speed, on the relatively flat Gobi Desert, there was no possibility of running over a horned dragon.

At first, facing the continuous collision of the horned dragon, Gordon was very embarrassed.

But gradually, he also discovered the shortcomings of this monster—the one-horned dragon seems to be particularly obsessed with the dragon car.

Wearing heavy armor, with strong legs, any kind of flying dragon must temporarily avoid the sharp edge when it hits any kind of flying dragon.

This is the "killer mace" carefully polished by the one-horned dragon group from ancient times to the present.

Against opponents of similar size, this trick can be said to be invincible.

However, facing a hunter who does not necessarily have the length of a single horn, and who has a quick pace and a flexible body, this move will inevitably feel a bit like hitting a giant bee with a cannon.

As for other moves, they are nothing more than biting, tail flicking and wing flicking commonly used by flying dragons. Tieshan relies on these. The wide wings are like a burden, and there is no ability to hover and hover at all.

If he hadn't seen it flying and landing on the Gobi Desert with his own eyes, Gordon would have doubted whether this guy could fly.

Maybe it was annoyed by the continuous failure of the proud thrusts and corners, or maybe it was hearing Gordon's inner complaints.

A horned dragon stopped suddenly.

Then, under Gordon's eyes as if he saw a ghost, he drilled into the ground at a speed not inferior to Elle.

no? They are petite, and they only need to dig out a few liters of soil to drill a hole. It is understandable that they are faster.

It's a little unreasonable for a 100-ton dragon to drill into the soil so quickly, isn't it? ! The wind pressure raised when digging the ground almost blows people away!

Gordon was astonished, but he didn't dare to slow down. He took out the sonic bomb from the item bag as quickly as possible, pulled the lead wire, and prepared to throw it out.

—This trick is always good against monsters who like to burrow.

However, before he could pull the lead wire apart, a violent tremor came from under his feet.

The muscles reacted one step ahead of the brain, and Gordon leaped forward with all his might.

The moment he left the spot, a huge bright red horn broke through the ground from where he had just stood, stabbing brutally towards the sky.

After landing, Gordon ran a few steps forward, and then looked back at the huge flying dragon crawling out of the ground with lingering fear.

No wonder this guy is weak in flying. Looking at the thick bones and wings with giant claws, it is estimated that it has completely evolved towards digging.

This is the first time I have encountered a monster that digs the ground so fast that it can't even throw a sonic bomb.

The one-horned dragon that returned to the ground also broke away from its anger state, which somewhat made Gordon heave a sigh of relief.

Because the weakness is confirmed, the next tactic is also very clear—there is no limit to go around the back of the dragon's buttocks, and concentrate on attacking its tail and legs.

In this way, not only can it get close to the weak point of a horned dragon, but it can also avoid the powerful dragon car and horn collision.

The only downside is that it is very inefficient.

—Almost every time a knife is drawn, even before it is too late, a horned dragon has already turned around, and he can only continue to circle around.

The existence of the giant tail and wings made it a very high threat to the enemies on both sides and behind the body. Gordon didn't dare to be reckless, so he could only deal with it slowly.

After all, he made an extra knife, which is irrelevant to the one-horned dragon. If the one-horned dragon hits him head-on, he can only pray that there is a cat cart nearby

The fighting situation is protracted and anxious.

Gordon suddenly understood why the Kokot hero would fight a horned dragon for seven days before finally beheading it with difficulty.

Fighting against monsters of this level, a slight miss may kill one's life, recklessness and impatience are absolutely unacceptable.

But, I am so thirsty.

The midday sun in the desert roasts people to death.

Before, I was supported by the effect of cold drinks, but now the medicinal effects of cold drinks are gradually passing, and my body is sweating profusely in order to cool down. If this continues, I will soon become dehydrated.

Must find a way to find an opportunity to drink cold drinks.

Just when Gordon had this idea, there was a sound of a horn flute in the distance.

"Doo~Doo~Doo~"

Is it an auditory hallucination caused by too much heat, or is it .

Gordon and the horned dragon looked at the direction of the sound at the same time. A small figure was blowing the horn flute vigorously on the hillside in the distance.

It's pork chop!

Gordon's mood became agitated, has the trap finally been set?

Seeing that the horned dragon's attention was attracted by the sound of the horn flute, it lowered its head and burrowed into the ground, and began to move in the direction of the pork chop.

Gordon also immediately put away the big sword.

Time to take the battle to the next level!

Quickly drank a cold drink, and the cold medicine slipped into his stomach, making his thinking instantly clear.

He didn't catch up immediately, but squatted down and began to sharpen the knife.

The long-term battle has reduced the sharpness of the Xionghuolongyan sword. Although it is not enough to bounce the knife, it is very likely that such a good opportunity to sharpen the knife will not be found in the future, so it cannot be wasted.

It took less than half a minute to make all the preparations, and then Gordon opened his legs and chased in the direction where the pork chop and the horned dragon left.

He roughly knew the location of the pig chop trap, which was a rocky beach scattered with large and small boulders and stone pillars.

Compared to the empty Gobi where he fought the one-horned dragon before, that rocky beach is a more suitable place to fight—in Stonehenge, the one-horned dragon's movement will be greatly restricted, but the hunter will not.

Even if the trap doesn't work, the pork chop can lure a horned dragon there, which is a big success.

A horned dragon digs underground very fast, even faster than Gordon running on the ground.

A few minutes later, the distance between the two has been extended to two to three hundred meters.

"Boom!"

Looking at the unicorn suddenly rushing out of the ground in the distance, Gordon's heart skipped a beat.

It wasn't until the smoke and dust cleared, and his eyes recaptured the little figure in front of the one-horned dragon jumping nimbly among the gravel, that his heart fell back into his stomach.

As long as it's okay, the little guy is also an expert at digging holes, so he won't be so easily attacked by surprise.

Elu, the chase between the one-horned dragon and the hunter is continuing, the gravel under their feet is getting thicker, and there are more and more large and small gravels.

The target rocky beach is almost here.

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