Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

Gordon habitually rushed in front of Lanlong, ready to charge up and release the charged attack, but he immediately recalled Hilda's words.

——Destroying spiny fins and weakening mobility.

There are not many chances to get Lanlong down from the sky, maybe only this time.

Charged beheading will indeed cause more serious injuries, but with the vitality of the ancient dragon, these injuries will never play a decisive role.

That being the case, it is better to use the opportunity on a more "effective" attack.

He quickly changed his attacking position, came to Lanlong's broad forelimb, slammed down and chopped down the epitaph sword.

Black light and crimson arcs that symbolize the energy of the dragon attribute burst out.

Under the envelope of this energy, the thin but extremely tough wing membrane was broken, and Gordon roared and dragged the blade, tearing a gap in the membrane of Lanlong's forelimb.

There is not much blood flowing out between the ruptured membranes, this kind of place is not a vital organ, but it should be an important organ for controlling the flying posture.

"laugh."

A small but sharp wind blade slashed across his face, and Gordon was not injured due to the existence of the visor.

But he noticed that Lanlong's body in front of him was stained with a layer of dull gray like the clouds before the rainstorm.

This is the precursor of Lanlong's real rage.

He immediately stopped attacking, put away his big sword and flew back, and loudly reminded his companions, "Retreat! This guy is going crazy!"

Anshir, who was continuously pulling the trigger, immediately folded the heavy crossbow, put it away, and retreated quickly, not even interested in emptying the last shotgun in the magazine. He didn't have this kind of obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Hilda, who was a little further away, also started to back away.

In fact, she is still about 20 meters away from Lanlong, but this distance is less than one body position for Lanlong, who is more than 30 meters long.

It can't be called safe.

A warm air flow centered on Lanlong's body and spread towards the surroundings.

Gordon and the others, who were retreating, almost didn't get knocked over.

Gordon thought that Lanlong would have to struggle on the ground for a while before he could get up. After all, the latter's aquatic creature-like flippers didn't look like they were good at moving on the ground.

But now he found that using the verb "climb" on Lanlong was too insulting to this magical creature that could freely manipulate wind and rain.

As the strong wind gathered, Lanlong shook his body, and was supported by the wind like this, floating up from the ground.

As if the surroundings were not almost weightless air but water, and it was not flying but swimming in the air.

Lanlong swung its long tail, its spinous fins vibrated, and its speed suddenly increased.

But it didn't charge straight at the hunters, but circled and flew faster and faster.

A huge tornado penetrating the heavens and the earth is rapidly forming with the area it circles as the eye of the wind.

Under the influence of the huge suction, the hunters felt that their legs were about to leave the ground. If they were really sucked into the tornado, the result would naturally need no description, it would just be scattered all over the ground.

"Get down! Hold on to the ground!" Hilda yelled.

Right now I can't run away, the wind is blowing head on, the windward side is too big to stand up, but it is relatively safe to lie down.

The only good thing is that the ground around here is uneven and mainly made of solid limestone, at least there is a place where you can hold a fast track.

The wind was still increasing, and many plants with weak roots were uprooted. Lanlong in the eye of the wind turned into a blurred afterimage.

"boom--!"

It's hard to imagine that a simple airflow change can make such a thunderous noise.

The huge tornado suddenly turned into countless wind blades and exploded.

The hunters, who were sucked by the eye of the wind a second ago and nearly lifted their bodies off the ground, were pushed from the back to the front again, rolling over ten meters.

Gordon shook his head and stood up. The previous roll made him a little dizzy, but thanks to the excellent defensive performance of the Tyrannosaurus armor, he didn't suffer any obvious injuries.

Anshir was fine, there were two bloody slits on his cheeks and shoulders, they didn't look very deep, and he didn't know if they were scratched by the wind blade or the gravel on the ground.

Hilda, who was farthest from the eye of the wind, was the one with the most serious injuries. The wind blade cut a wound of nearly twenty centimeters on her thigh, and blood gushed out.

The gray dragon hovered in mid-air, and under the night, its eyes were bright enough to dazzle.

The silver-white light converged in its mouth again, and this time the breath aimed at the most injured Hilda.

Enduring the severe pain in her legs, Hilda ran quickly.

Although the movement was somewhat inconvenient, with her extremely rich experience, she swooped down at the most suitable time and avoided Lanlong's strafing fire.

However, Lanlong's attack has not stopped yet.

I saw it flicking its head, and it was almost the end, but its mighty but still terrifying breath swept back.

Due to her leg injury, Hilda got up a bit too late, and couldn't dodge.

Gordon buried his head and ran at full speed, hoping to get there before the attack came and help block it, but the distance was too far. At this critical moment, it was Anshir who took the lead and came to Hilda.

Lowering the center of gravity, unfolding the heavy crossbow, just as the preparations were completed, the torrent of breath passed across his body.

"Ziga!"

The huge impact pushed Anshir back a few meters, and he almost fell to the ground without his buttocks.

The shield attached to the heavy crossbow was severely deformed by this blow, and it was obviously impossible to use it, but no matter what, this blow was really blocked by an archer.

Anshir, whose arms were trembling slightly, couldn't help muttering: "Good guy, I won't say that heavy crossbows and shields are evil anymore."

Hilda, who escaped unharmed under the cover of her companions, did not yell and ask "how are you?" "are you injured?" and so on.

Instead, he poured the recovery medicine as quickly as possible, and sprinkled a handful of life dust on his legs to stop the bleeding.

"Woo—!"

The Lanlong hovering in the air let out a long cry, and the torrential rain fell, and its satin-like spiny fins were fully stretched out, exuding a hazy but mysterious light in the boundless rain.

Like a god.

Looking at the mysterious ancient dragon overlooking them in the sky, Anshir gripped the handle of the crossbow tightly, "Is this guy really injured?"

"Yes." Hilda said without hesitation: "It doesn't continue to rush down, which means that it is also afraid."

"Flying around, endlessly."

A dangerous red light flashed in Gordon's eyes hidden under the visor, "Follow the previous plan, let's go to the wreckage of the airship, get it off, and then slash it hard!"

"Not yet meow?"

"It's almost here, meow!"

"You've said that sentence ten times, meow!"

"Because you asked Meow ten times!" Pig Chop bared his tiger teeth impatiently at Xianglan, "Are you meowing blindly? Then you can't see Meow because the ruins are right in front of you?!"

"I know meow! I just said the entrance meow!" Xianglan made an excuse. The reason why she kept looking for something to say was because she was a little scared.

It may be because of the gap, or it may be because of the heavy rain. Although it has not yet entered the ruins, it can already feel the ominous gaze.

This was not there the last time I was here.

Hayata, who was following the two Ailu, didn't say a word. While running fast, she breathed steadily and saved every ounce of energy.

"What's going on here, meow?!" The pork chop leading the way braked suddenly, exclaiming that even the dialect of the Ailu ethnic group in the Xiulet area jumped out.

The gap where it and Gordon entered and exited the ruins was tightly blocked by a huge boulder several people high.