Monster Hunt: Notes From a Hunter

  Chapter 61 Favorite sleep cut

  In order to prevent Gordon from being overly distracted during the battle, Ursula deliberately simplified the coordination process.

  Generally speaking, the swordsman should run frequently and adjust his position to attract the attention of monsters, so that the shooter can fully fire and maximize the output.

  However, considering his lack of understanding with Gordon, and the latter's lack of experience in team hunting, Ohshura felt that it would be better for him to actively cooperate with him.

  Fortunately, I am a light crossbowman, and I can move relatively quickly even with a gun. If I want to change to a heavy crossbowman, I am afraid that I will have a headache.

  Gordon also knew that the other party was kindly trying to lighten his burden, so he simply nodded.

  At the same time, I silently told myself that I must be careful when I use the knife for a while, and don't chop off the "brightly colored hairs" that Ashura regards as precious.

  Now that the peach-haired beast king is still asleep, he can't waste any more time.

  In this world, there is no great swordsman who can resist the temptation to stand on the face of a sleeping monster and perform a fully charged slash!

   Gordon is no exception.

  This kind of attack method that doesn't talk about martial arts is called "sleep chop" by hunters. If there are swordsmen or gunmen in the team, they will definitely be handed over to them.

  Whether it's the big sword's charged slash, or the gun gun's dragon shot, they are all super powerful moves that can determine the outcome with one blow.

   Taking advantage of the monster’s deep sleep, sneaking up to its weakness to remember it, can there be anything more refreshing in this world than this?

   There really are.

   That is to bring in a few large barrels of bombs, put them next to the sleeping monster's head, and let the art bloom.

  Because of this, the vast majority of swordsmen and gunmen, including Gordon himself, don't like big barrel bombs very much.

   Let this go to sleep with me?

  My big sword is already hungry and thirsty!

  Looking at Gordon's sudden quickening pace, Pig Chop and Ohshula looked at each other. They both knew what the former was thinking, so they couldn't help but burst out laughing. They also quickened their pace and chased after him.

  When the overly lush vegetation in the rainforest becomes sparse, the rocky mountains at the destination also come into the sight of the hunters.

   This rocky mountain reminded Gordon of the fire dragon's nest that he had dug out in Xiuletsen Hill a few months ago. In fact, the structure of the two is not similar.

   If the only thing they have in common is the lack of vegetation.

  —The rocky ground is not so easy for seeds to take root.

  As for where the peach-haired beast king is the hunting target, there is no need to look for it at all. The loud purring sound is the best guide.

  The two of them and the cat lightly walked around a four- to five-meter-high boulder. The pink giant lay on a flat rock bed and fell asleep.

  Looking at the big guy in front of him, who was four or five times the size of an ordinary peach-haired beast, Gordon finally understood why the pork chop always called it "big fat man".

  The tall and bulging black belly reminds people of those big-bellied luxury businessmen in the business district.

   No, much more than that.

   The huge mouth looked like a hippopotamus, and Gordon couldn't help wondering, did this guy just swallow a whole big wild boar before he fell asleep?

   Don't think so much, let's start!

   Just as Gordon found a good position, rubbed his hands, and was about to pull out the Explosive Knife, a pea-sized stone hit the back of his head.

  Gordon quickly stopped his movements and looked back, only to find that it was Ursula who was hiding behind the boulder waving to him, and kept mouthing "Come here!"

   Gordon, who was interrupted, walked quickly to the latter's side. He lowered his voice and said in a dissatisfied tone, "What are you doing?"

   "I almost forgot to tell you." Ursula also lowered her voice to a very low voice, "Sometimes the peach-haired beast king will suddenly inhale and puff up its stomach, and bounce the enemies in front of it, be careful."

   Gordon: "."

   Is this guy a little confused about the occasion and the point?

  While it is true that information about how monsters attack is important, can't you think about it earlier and say it sooner? ! This is the lair of the peach-haired beast, and it may be discovered by other peach-haired beasts at any time!

  Amidst Ohhura's mocking laughter, Gordon muttered and returned to the Peach Hair Beast King who was still sleeping soundly, and pulled out the Explosive Knife.

  Before he started charging, he raised his head again to check his eyes. Seeing that Oshura had arrived at a suitable attacking position, he set up the light crossbow and even took the time to show his heart to him.

  Gordon then boldly lunged forward, put the Explosive Knife on his shoulder, and began to charge.

  Power flows and condenses in his body like a trickle flowing into the river and sea. The muscles all over his body are like steel cables pulled to the limit on a winch, and the sound of muscle fibers snapping can be heard in his ears.

  Following the faint red light that was hard to see with the naked eye flashing across his body and the blade, Gordon exhaled and opened and closed, and slashed down the Explosive Knife in his hand with all his strength.

   "Drink!"

  Following a powerful low shout, the blade formed by the claws of the Explosive Knife slammed heavily on the junction of the Peach Hair Beast King's side neck and shoulder, which is similar to the position of the human trapezius muscle.

  If the muscle here can be severed or seriously injured, one forearm and even most of the body of the Peach Hair Beast King will be affected.

  Of course, the better choice is the throat. Unfortunately, the huge and strong chin of the Peach Hair Beast King completely blocks the throat and chest.

   The Peach Haired Beastmaster's muscles are relaxed in sleep, and the attack effect is also very good.

  Under the blessing of great strength, the sharp claw blades smoothly cut through its fur, cut and tore its muscles, and it was not stuck until it reached the shoulder blade.

   "Roar **** ho **** ho ho!"

  The peach-haired Beastmaster, who was suddenly severely injured, roared and was about to turn over and jump up, but the right arm it used to support the body happened to be on the side where Gordon's slash hit.

  Under the force of the support, the huge wound on the shoulder and neck was further torn apart, which made its arm go limp, rolled over to the ground uncontrollably, and struggled to get up for a while.

   "Aha! Good job!"

  Osura, who had been preparing for a long time in the distance, immediately pulled the trigger, and one after another the powerful crossbow bullets bombarded the peach-haired beast king's buttocks and back one after another.

  Actually, what she really wanted to hit was the huge nitrating mushroom curled up at the end of the peach-haired beast king's constantly flicking tail.

  She knew very well that once the Peach-haired Beastmaster regained his strength, he would eat mushrooms as soon as possible. With its unreasonable metabolic ability, eating can heal most of its wounds in a short period of time.

   Not to mention that the nitrating mushroom, under the action of its powerful stomach acid, will transform into a fiery breath (and fart), which poses a serious threat to hunters.

   The twelve lv3 normal ammunition fully loaded in the magazine were all fired in less than ten seconds.

  However, no matter how good the marksmanship is, it is futile to face the big mushroom that is dancing wildly with the peach-haired beast king's tail. Whether it can hit depends on luck.

   Coincidentally, she was never one to be favored by luck. Although all twelve rounds of ammunition were shot at Peach Hair Beast King, none of them hit the real target.

   "What a **** of XX!" Ohshura, who was hurrying to change the magazine, couldn't help but swear.

  However, at this moment, an inconspicuous small explosive barrel was thrown out from a corner where no one was paying attention.

   "Boom~."

The small explosive flames did not cause any real damage to the peach-haired beast king, but the scattered sparks landed on the flammable and explosive nitrifying mushrooms, and ignited them in the blink of an eye, turning them into a ball of dazzling light. firelight.

  (end of this chapter)