Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

Anshir, who was walking slowly in the dense forest, suddenly stopped, turned around and deployed the heavy crossbow at the same time, without looking at it, he fired a cannon at the canopy of the big tree behind him.

The galloping ballista hit the target.

The pitch-black swift beast jumped and landed in front of Anshir, letting out a demonstrative roar.

"Gahahahahah——"

"It's you lunatic, isn't that bald man up yet?" Anshir raised the muzzle of the cannon, and started the offensive while talking to himself.

Perhaps it was because there was no one to communicate with for a long time, and it was too boring?

Anshir named the two Xunlong who had fought against him countless times.

Of course, it won't be a good name.

The one who first encountered him and started the fight was called "bald" by him because the hair on his head was almost burned by the flame bomb.

And the guy who broke in later was called "crazy" by him because of his ferocious posture of attacking frantically.

During this period of time, he deliberately poured more firepower on the bald Xunlong, just to continue accumulating damage.

If given the chance, he would give priority to hunting this velociraptor.

If he succeeds, he will be more confident in facing the lunatic alone whether he is fighting or retreating.

Anshir fired continuously.

At this time, he was using lv3 normal ammunition. Although this ammunition had no special effect, it was equally powerful, and the magazine contained more ammunition.

As for the more effective flame bomb, he planned to leave it to the bald man.

Xunlong, who had been shot several times, roared and rushed forward.

Anshir has long discovered that this monster prefers to jump with its strong limbs and excellent balance rather than walking and running.

It doesn't matter whether it's on the tree or under the tree.

At the moment when they are gaining momentum before taking off, a strong noise can easily disrupt the balance of their posture and force them to fall.

It's a pity that there are no sonic bombs left on him, and there are only the last two armor-piercing grenades left, which are ready to be used at a more critical moment.

Sliding steps calmly, dodging Xunlong's claws.

Anshir returned a shot, and at the same time continued to slide back by taking advantage of the recoil.

"Next is the nibbling."

The hooked beak gnawed down towards his position just now, but he avoided it ahead of time.

"Maybe two more bites."

Reading Xunlong's muscle movements, Anshir used a quick reverse rollover with a small evasion distance, avoiding Xunlong's successive bites again.

Then keep firing.

The movements of monsters cannot be static, but there are always certain habits to follow.

In dozens of confrontations, he paid the price of many injuries, and he already knows the precursors of most of Xunlong's actions.

Now even without shotguns, he is sure to fight Xunlong at any distance.

The premise is that there is only one opponent.

Short body dodged Xunlong's flicking tail in front of him, and Anshir suddenly flew forward and fell to the ground.

A strong swift wind hit from behind, and the blade wings and sharp claws landed in the empty space.

The bald Xunlong with scars on his head scratched his limbs to scrape the turf, slid sideways to remove the excess inertia brought about by his full attack, growled ferociously, and stared at the hunter.

"Ah, the bald man is here too." Anshir quickly replaced the shotgun magazine and said softly.

Then came the real struggle.

Facing the attack of the extremely fast Xunlong at both ends, Anshir tried his best to keep calm, but it was still very difficult.

Avoiding the slap of the lunatic's sharp claws sideways, he turned around and blasted the bald man's approaching side face with a shotgun, pushing the ugly head away, but the lunatic's sweeping tail followed closely.

Leaning over and rolling, barely avoiding the sweeping tail, before getting up in time, another shot was fired, blasting away the bald man's approaching mouth again.

The bald man always wants to bite himself.

At this time, the lunatic's claws grabbed it again.

Anshir rolled a few times in a hurry, but was still affected by the blow, and his whole body was thrown away.

In mid-air, Anshir tried his best to adjust his receiving posture, and quickly got up after rolling twice on the ground.

Regardless of the new claw marks on his arms, he fired immediately, trying to temporarily delay the continuous pursuit of the two dragons.

However, it didn't work out too well.

The two Xunlong were full of killing intent, and rushed forward against the rain of shotgun bullets, intending to shoot this annoying guy to death immediately.

Anshir frowned.

Perhaps because of the serious injury, the bald man was a little slower than the lunatic, and the gap between the two may be his only chance to escape.

Just when he locked his eyes on that gap, planning to take a gamble.

A figure riding a dog galloped towards him, jumped off and put a shield in front of him.

Anshir was stunned for a moment, and then furious, "Are you crazy?!"

Fengying turned her head and made a face at him, it didn't look like she was serious about defending herself, ready to face the impact.

Because she knew that monsters couldn't reach her.

The other two figures came obliquely in front of the two Xunlongs.

Facing the opponent who joined suddenly, if it was Honglong, he would only choose to continue to run over, but Xunlong, who was cautious by nature, suddenly stopped his charge.

The bald man leaped to distance himself, while the lunatic slowed down his pace, with a menacing growl echoing from his throat, they surrounded the hunters, lingering and confronting each other.

Gordon smiled.

If the two Xunlongs really rushed forward regardless, in order to protect Fengying and Anxier behind them, it would be a bit troublesome to deal with them.

But since Xunlong chose to retreat, we have won the initiative!

"Hayatta, you go and wrap that end. Uh, the bald one, leave this end to me."

After speaking, Gordon rushed to approach, and the Fire Dragon Sword slashed in front of the lunatic. The latter was startled by the hot flames erupting from the blade, and quickly moved back two steps.

Hayata took the opportunity to rush out, bursting out at a high speed that ordinary hunters could not match, and rushed towards the Xunlong covered in burn marks in the distance.

The bald Xunlong was enraged, it let out a strange growl, and jumped up to meet it.

When the two were about to collide, Hayata suddenly turned around to avoid the front, and the two passed by each other.

The Ghost God Zhanpo Knife surrounded by lightning came out of its sheath, and cut a long and narrow wound in Xunlong's armpit amidst a burst of "crackling" electric sounds.

The electric current went deep into Xunlong's body, causing further damage. The pain from the muscle spasm made Xunlong howl in pain, and it turned around angrily and swung its sharp claws.

Hayata slid back and avoided deftly, and the two began to fight.

rear.

Pandan and Pig Chop flew to Anshir's side. The former sprinkled life dust on his body to help stop the bleeding, while the latter quickly checked to see if he had other more serious injuries.

Anshir glanced at the silver-haired Elu, which he had never seen before, in surprise, and drank a bottle of recovery medicine at the same time.

"This is Sister Hayata's partner of Ai Lu, named Xianglan, very cute~." Fengying's mood was very relaxed, and she even had a feeling of high emotion.

This is a kind of pleasure similar to finding parents after a child loses a fight

Anshir, who felt that his condition had recovered a lot, nodded to the hunting cats to express his gratitude.

In fact, it's not just Fengying, even he wants to yell, "So our monsters will mess in?".

He picked up the cannon [Father Bird].

Inserting the flame bullet magazine, while pulling the bolt forcefully to load it, he said loudly: "Give me that 'baldy', and I plan to use it to promote to five stars!"