Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

The extinguishing of the thunder light on the Overlord Thunder Wolf Dragon cheered up the spirits of the hunters.

Gordon wanted to look back at Ted's situation, but he heard the latter shouting at the top of his voice, "I'm fine, kill me!"

Rest assured, Gordon aimed at the head of the Overlord Thunder Wolf Dragon to start accumulating power.

Julius directly turned on the ghost man mode and began to dance wildly, while Anshir also fired at full speed.

The Overlord Thunder Wolf Dragon, which was shattered into a supercharged state, seemed a little weak, and its movement speed was much slower than before, but its fighting will was not weakened in the slightest.

The big sword slashed on its forehead with its accumulated power, and the claw blade was deeply embedded in the carapace and even the skull.

Blood dripped from the corner of his eyes, and the Overlord Thunder Wolf Dragon stared at the sword-wielding Gordon, roared and pushed the sword away, and stood up again.

What an amazing resilience!

Gordon sighed in his heart, dispelling the idea of ​​continuing to accumulate power.

The other party has already stood up against the force, and it would be too disrespectful for me to force it face to face.

The overlord Thunder Wolf Dragon knows that in his current state, he is not suitable to fight with hunters.

It leaped back to open a distance, and started the dragon chariot again, ready to trade distance for speed and strength.

"The battery is gone, and I still dare not stand up for my uncle?!" Ted, who had swallowed two bottles of recovery medicine, raised his shield again, picked up his gun, and rushed forward screaming.

However, even the overlord Thunder Wolf Dragon in the de-energized state is not something that humans can resist forcefully just because of its size and strength.

The result of the head-on collision was the same as the first time. Relying on the strength of the large shield and armor, Ted forced himself to absorb the impact and was pushed back by the overlord Thunder Wolf Dragon.

Ted pulled his hand to the trigger, ready to fire again, but he didn't expect the Overlord Thunder Wolf Dragon's reaction to be one step faster.

It suddenly raised the sharp angle that hit the big shield, lifted Ted's big shield, and broke the latter's defensive posture.

At the same time, the right paw was raised high, and the lightning flashed, ready to hit Ted who had been "opened".

"Get out of the way!"

Gordon and Julius, who were approaching at full speed, shouted in unison.

But Ted knew in his heart that with his own speed, he could not avoid the blow simply by sliding, so he directly raised the cannon, pointed the muzzle at Thunder Wolf Dragon's chest, and roared.

"Dragon Striker!"

"Boom!"

Amidst the roar, explosive flames gushed out, and the Overlord Thunder Wolf Dragon paused for a moment, and Ted also slid backwards with this recoil, and finally he was not caught by the lightning claw.

But the Overlord Thunder Wolf Dragon was not going to let him go so easily, he roared and raised his left paw.

Gordon's pupils shrank suddenly, and Ted couldn't avoid this claw no matter what. He only hoped that the guy's shield armor was strong enough so that he wouldn't be flattened directly.

Ted also gritted his teeth and raised his shield, ready to face the impact.

However, things have changed for the umpteenth time, only this time for the better.

The overlord Thunder Wolf Dragon, who was about to swing down his thunder claw, suddenly let out a painful roar, and the thunder light scattered from the raised left claw, and even the slapping movement seemed a little weak.

Ted, with the large shield on his head, was knocked half-kneeling on the ground by the blow, but he still shouted excitedly, "Aha! Didn't you eat?!"

"What's the ghost calling! Hurry up and back away!" Anshir's roar came.

Only then did Gordon and the others notice that the wound on the shoulder of the Overlord Thunder Wolf Dragon was covered with frost again. It was Anshir's timely snipe that interrupted the heavy blow of the Overlord Thunder Wolf Dragon.

"oh oh."

Ted got up obediently and retreated, while Gordon stood in front of the overlord Thunder Wolf Dragon with his sword.

Several crossbow bullets with a relatively slow trajectory flew over and hit Ted who was limping back.

The crossbow shattered, and the green potion splashed down, flowing into the gaps in Ted's armor, healing the latter's injuries.

It's Anshir's recovery bomb support.

"Thank you daddy, no, thank you Anshir!"

Anshir rolled his eyes, reloaded the mithril rifle with lethal ammunition, and continued to snipe the target.

Due to continuous trauma, the wound on the left shoulder of the Overlord Thunder Wolf Dragon has become an existence similar to its "reverse scale".

The overlord Thunder Wolf Dragon raised its head to the sky and roared wildly.

The golden thunder light soared into the sky and once again enveloped the body of the overlord Thunder Wolf Dragon, especially its back. The arrogance formed by the thunder light was like a raging fire sprinkled with gunpowder powder, turbulent and agitated.

The overlord Leilanglong paced slowly, his steps were steady and powerful, and the wounds all over his body seemed to be hallucinations.

"It is relying on the thunder light to hold on, and the subsequent attacks will be very strong! Hold on!" Julius reminded his companions.

Reckless Ted also became cautious. They were waiting for the Overlord Thunder Wolf Dragon to make a move. Only Anshir continued to shoot, but he always maintained a relatively safe distance.

Gordon, who was holding the big sword, suddenly felt a needle-like threat—it was the gaze of the Overlord Thunder Wolf Dragon.

"The target is me! Spread out!" Gordon yelled, put away his sword, and quickly stepped back to distance himself.

The Overlord Thunder Wolf Dragon suddenly launched into trouble. While taking a small step forward, it bent its forelimbs to accumulate strength, and suddenly exerted force. It did a backflip and rose from the ground, with its long tail passing in front of Gordon.

The howling wind was suffocating.

Gordon continued to retreat. His previous experience told him that the Overlord Thunder Wolf Dragon's charged state, which is more "intense" than ordinary super-charged, is enough to support it to carry out two or three consecutive powerful attacks.

The Overlord Thunder Wolf Dragon jumped into the air, and suddenly shifted his gaze.

It flipped and stretched its body, and its volleying posture gave people the illusion that it was suspended in the air for a second.

The thunderball, as dazzling as the sun, condensed in its right claw, carrying the force of a huge falling body, and slammed it down.

The target was actually Julius.

Julius reacted quickly, and his movements were equally fast. He turned into a ghost in an instant, relying on fast sprinting and spinning, he withdrew a distance of nearly twenty meters in the blink of an eye.

It stands to reason that this distance is quite safe, but perhaps borrowing the power of the volley slap, the aftermath of the thunder ball spread very far.

A thin arc enveloped Julius, freezing his retreat.

The Thunder Wolf Dragon, the overlord who landed on the ground, adjusted his position slightly, turned around and hit the tail with a single blow, Julius couldn't escape at all.

Just when he was a little desperate, Ted rushed towards him with a large shield, knocked him away, and took the blow for him.

And Ted himself was smashed to the ground, kneeling on the ground, with blood gushing out from the gap in his visor.

Memories of his youth flooded into Julius's mind again. With a low growl, he turned on ghost-humanization, and rushed towards the overlord Thunder Wolf Dragon who had turned back.

"Ansir! Cover!" Gordon reminded loudly, while cutting between the Overlord Thunder Wolf Dragon and Ted to avoid the monster's pursuit.

"My uncle is fine"

Tad gasped and stood up again.

From the beginning of the battle until now, he was the one who was injured the most, and it was already commonplace for him to block the knife and bear the attack for his companion.

This is also the main reason why, when it comes to the selection of armor and weapons, he always puts defensive performance as the first pursuit.

This is the job of the defender.

He lifted his visor and swallowed a secret medicine.

After a dull cough, he spat out two mouthfuls of residual blood, and immediately felt much better, and his breathing became stable and powerful again.

He wiped his bloody mouth and nose, and pulled off his mask again.

"As long as my uncle can stand up, it will be painless!"