Monster Hunt: Notes From a Hunter Chapter 354

Chapter 354 Dogs and dragons are not easy to mess with

The monster summoned by the red bird is a dog dragon. Even a group of dog dragons is already the best result.

Gordon and Anshir were mentally prepared for the worst, for example, the other party shouted a thunder wolf dragon, or even something more terrifying.

If that happens, you may have to consider looking for opportunities and retreat temporarily.

As for the dog dragon

Gordon felt that even if he stood still, the dog dragon would have to grind out a tooth if he wanted to bite off his blue fire dragon armor.

But a group of eight or nine-headed dog dragons are running around, and it is a bit troublesome to catch up and clear them one by one, so I'd better leave it to Anshir.

"Anshir, clean up the dog dragon, I'll hold the red bird!"

"good."

Anshir inserted a lv3 regular ammunition magazine into the Mithril rifle, pulled the bolt to turn the muzzle, and started shooting.

"boom!"

The lv3 normal bullet, which is slender and has a much faster ballistic speed than ordinary bullets, accurately pierced through the neck of a running dog dragon.

The dog dragon fell to the ground, whimpered a few times, and stopped moving.

"One end." Anshir said softly.

Anshir gave priority to killing the dog dragon that was trying to get close to Gordon, and Gordon took advantage of the gap Anshir opened up to charge in front of the red bird.

Facing the big sword swung by the hunter, after a few blows, the red bird, remembering the pain, dared not take it hard, and screamed, took two steps back, turned around and flicked its tail.

The tail of the red bird is not composed of feathers like birds, but somewhat similar to the flat meaty tail of beavers.

As it flicked vigorously, the flat tail was like a fan, creating a strong airflow that made it unsteady to stand.

Gordon had to stop temporarily to stabilize his figure.

The red bird took advantage of this opportunity to sing again.

The two people and the cat were shocked when they saw this, and they took out the sonic bombs to interrupt. However, the red bird's singing process was very short this time, and it didn't seem to be calling for new helpers.

A ripple that cannot be seen by the naked eye spreads around with the red bird's vocal sac as the center.

The Goulongqun suddenly became violent.

"Gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

"Crackling!"

They hissed and began to gather towards Gordon, who was closer.

There is no usual look of besieging and not attacking, looking for loopholes cautiously and cunningly. Instead, they seem to be crazy, jumping on him one after another.

Gordon swung his big sword vigorously, and the big sword [Wang Hu] was like the giant jaw of a booming dragon, chopping the two dog dragons that were approaching in front of him, but another dog dragon approached from the side and rear, swooping down, hung on his back.

Gordon shouted angrily, swung his sword horizontally with one hand in his left hand, and forced back several dog dragons that were approaching from the side.

Then opened his right palm, pinched it and hung it on his back, and kept biting the neck of his shoulder armor dog dragon. He twisted his body and threw it on the ground over his shoulder.

Another kick was made according to the fragile part of its throat, and the neck bone of the dog dragon was broken.

Under normal circumstances, the timid dog dragon should shrink back in fear, but the remaining dog dragons are still rushing towards him one after another.

seems to have completely forgotten what fear is.

Even the king of the dog-dragon tribe never has this level of control.

Gordon felt that the sound waves released by the red birds were not like manipulation or commands, but more like a stimulus, making them angry, violent and full of aggression.

Avoiding the surprise attack of a dog dragon sideways, he picked up the big sword and slashed with his backhand, smashing the head of another dog dragon, and as a result, another dog dragon jumped on him.

Immediately followed by the second head, the third head.

Gordon found it difficult to maintain a standing posture, and half-kneeled on the ground. Naturally, it was inconvenient to swing a big sword in this posture.

Although the dog dragons also couldn't bite his armor, if he took some time, he could kill these dog dragons one by one even if he hit them with his fist.

But there is still a red bird watching in front of him.

If Anshir hadn't been firing at full speed and suppressing the shooting, the red bird might have rushed forward.

The red-colored bird shrouded in ice flowers and boulders erupted by countless ice bombs gave a strange cry, and its wings vibrated and leaped back again.

Gordon was entangled by a group of dogs and dragons, and had no time to chase after him. Anshir's heavy ballista was not powerful enough in an instant.

After landing, the red bird raised a wing to block the continuously flying crossbow bullets.

At the same time, the vocal sac was inflated, and the singing began for the third time.

"Pork chop! Stop it!" Anshir shouted and reminded.

"Understand meow!"

The pork chop, which had been prepared by the side, threw out a bomb the size of a coconut.

The roar of the small explosive bomb successfully interrupted the unfinished tune of the red bird, and several people, including the pig chop, only felt a power ignited in their bodies.

Gordon, who was entangled with the dogs and dragons, even felt that the chest tightness caused by the tail of the red bird before was relieved a lot.

This experience is very similar to listening to the flute hunter or the cure cat play the reply flute.

It is not uncommon to use a special rhythm to stimulate the body's potential and speed up the recovery of injuries. The strange thing is that this "recovery flute" is played by the opponent, the red bird.

Maybe it's because the pork chop's bombs interrupted its singing, causing the rhythm to change?

Strange things.

The red bird fell into a moment of dizziness, and Anshir was not in a hurry to attack.

It doesn't matter if you can't fire a few shots in those few seconds.

He replaced the Mithril rifle with a shotgun magazine, and reminded Gordon loudly, "Protect the vital points!"

Gordon instantly understood what Anshir was going to do, and immediately let go of his hands fighting with the dog dragons, and in an unattractive posture, he crouched with his head in his arms.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Several rather dull roars sounded.

Gordon could feel that a lot of shrapnel slammed into his armor, and of course, more of them fell on the dog dragons wrapped around him.

Anhill's firing distance is relatively far. At this distance, the power of the shotgun is not enough to break through the defense of the Canghuolong suit, but it is enough to hurt the dog dragon.

The dog dragons screamed again and again, fine blood spattered, and Gordon suddenly felt that the strength of those dog dragons to entangle him had decreased a lot.

He let out a low growl, exerted force in his limbs suddenly, and broke free in three or two strokes.

The few half-dead dog dragons did not pose any threat, Gordon grinned grinningly and raised his sword, and quickly dealt with these guys who made him suffer a bit.

Next, it is the turn of the "culprit".

Gordon carried the big sword on his back, and charged at full speed towards the red bird that retreated into the distance.

Anshir also turned the muzzle and continued to launch a sniper attack on the red bird with ice bombs.

Seeing that the group of dogs and dragons had been cleaned up, the red-colored bird regained consciousness and tried to sing again, calling for helpers.

But the pork chop didn't give the red bird this chance.

It does not make the same mistakes over and over again.

As soon as the vocal sac in front of the red bird's chest and neck bulged, Pig Chop threw out the small bomb barrel that it had held in its arms in advance.

"Boom!"

Amidst the bursting flames and rolling sound waves, the red bird's footsteps swayed.

Gordon knew that the red-colored bird, which gradually got used to the noise, would not be dizzy for long, but it was enough.

Enough for him to rush to the monster.

Hang Dajian [Wang Hu] swung out with a clear target—voice sac!

Don't even think about singing anymore!

Ps.

"Stay there and don't move." - When teammates are entangled by ice jackals, it's really cool to fire a reasonable dragon shot.

(end of this chapter)

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