Monster Hunt: Notes From a Hunter Chapter 742

  Chapter 742 Dark Tyrant

  The night in the desert was really cold, but with plenty of firewood and wrapped in windproof cloaks, the hunters had a comfortable night.

   Before dawn, Anshir got up and woke up his companions. While quickly filling their stomachs with dry food, the group completed the last preparation before departure.

"Set off."

   This temporary team of three, under Anshir's order, left the camp and aimed directly at the sand dune cave where the dragon's nest was located according to the guild's information.

  On the rough gravel ground, the hunters ran silently.

  Taking a deep breath of the dry air, Maca ran very briskly. This was the environment she was familiar with since she was a child. Although it was dry and desolate, it gave her a familiar feeling like a fish returning to the water.

  Fengying and Anshir's expressions were slightly strange.

  They were used to galloping through the hunting grounds on their fang hounds, so they felt like they were missing their legs.

  Why is he running so slowly?

   "Baka!"

  The little Qimian clan, who was exploring the way ahead like a hunting cat, stopped suddenly.

   "There is a situation."

   "Kababa Chakra."

  Maka frowned, calmed down the buzzing hunting bug on his right arm, and reached out to make a few gestures to his partners behind him.

   "Alert, Dune, opposite, large monster."

  Anshir and Fengying slowed down, suppressing their breathing and sense of presence. The three of them carefully climbed to the top of the sand dune and looked down.

  A khaki-colored two-horned monster with a body length of more than twenty meters is lying on the flat sand below the dune, resting peacefully.

   "Diabolos (horned dragon)." Anshir said silently to himself.

  The hearing and vibration perception ability of this large monster is astonishingly sensitive. If anyone stands up at this time and the footsteps are slightly heavier, this big guy will be awakened.

Under the command of Anshir's gestures, the hunters kept lying down and slid back slowly. They didn't stand up until they left the sand dune, and then quietly backed away a distance of two to three hundred meters, and then began to whisper. Language Exchange.

   "Detour."

  Anshir's thoughts are very straightforward, "The black-horned dragon is guarding the dragon's nest every step of the way. There is no need for us to go around it and go directly to the dragon's nest."

Maca seemed a little hesitant, "What if the horned dragon comes following the sound after the battle broke out? This place is only a few kilometers away from the dragon's nest. Given the range of the horned dragon's territory, it can be said that the two ends live together. companion."

  Anshir shook his head lightly, "The irritableness of the black horned dragon is beyond your imagination, theoretically, the horned dragon will never approach the dragon's lair where the black horned dragon is.

  Before and after the childbirth period, the female ceratopsian that turned into a black horned dragon under the action of hormones would regard her spouse as an intruder and expel them, or even kill them. "

   "Is that so?" Maca blinked, looking a little surprised.

  “.Drink two bottles of wine less and read two more books.”

   "I was wrong" Maka admitted his mistake decisively, and Fengying also stuck out her tongue.

   "Babaka." Anshir looked at the little odd-faced tribe, "Are you sure you can get close to the horned dragon without waking it up?"

   "Kababa!"

   "It says yes."

Anshir nodded, took out a colored ball and put it in Babaka's hand, "Put this under its body, be careful not to break it, but ensure that it will crush the colored ball when it turns over and stands up. "

   Babaka understood Anshir's intentions, and jumped on the spot, "Kababa!"

   "It says yes."

   "I can understand this sentence too! Go, be careful."

  Babaka adjusted the mask on his head, disappeared into the ground, and after a few minutes, it came back again, jumping happily.

   "It's arranged, right? Very good, let's make a detour to the Dragon's Nest."

   It took a little effort to bypass the area where the horned dragon was, and the hunter and his party came to a huge sand dune.

   Or sand dunes are a bit inappropriate, this is basically a sand mountain.

   According to Maca's introduction, the bottom of this super-large sand dune is empty, and a huge cave is hidden.

  There is a funnel-shaped hole at the top of the large sand dune for large flying dragons to fly in and out, and there are two nearby entrances, both of which lead to underground caves.

   "This is the best nesting place within a radius of tens of miles. As the overlord of this area, if there are black horned dragons that want to produce nests, they will definitely choose this place."

   "Have you ever been here?"

   "Been here a few times before."

   "Very good, which entrance is suitable, you will lead the way."

   "The hole at the top of the dune is definitely the fastest to jump down, there is a pile of sand below, so be careful and you won't get hurt, but it may also jump directly on the face of the black horned dragon.

   If you want to be safe, come from this side, keep up, this side. "

   There was another round of twists and turns, and the terrain of the underground cave was very complicated. Anshir was very fortunate to have Maca, a "local" leading the way, otherwise he might go wrong even with a detailed map.

  A large part of the underground cave here is not so much a "cave" as a canyon eroded by wind and sand for countless years. The blazing sunlight of the desert shines through the cracks in the rocks, and the light is sufficient.

  The temperature is also relatively stable, unlike the dramatic temperature difference between day and night on the ground, it is actually quite comfortable, and there is no need to drink cold drinks.

   "No wonder they want to build a nest here." Fengying whispered.

   Maca, who was walking in the front, made a "silence" gesture, and at the same time signaled to his companions to slow down.

  They walked lightly through a narrow passage, and finally came to the huge cave under the big sand dune.

  On the sand pile composed of fine yellow sand like running water, a pitch-black horned dragon was curled up there, sleeping soundly.

  The hunters exchanged glances and moved closer quietly.

  Fengying is very regretful now, very regretful, she should find a few small monsters to chop and chop on the way here, to accumulate some energy, and first open a red shield for the shield axe.

  The sleep-slashing opportunity in front of her is unable to use the super solution, she is very sad.

  Actually, she thought too much.

   Even though they tried their best to suppress the sound of their footsteps, when they approached less than 30 meters away from the black horned dragon, the sleeping black behemoth still woke up from its sleep.

  The bloodshot scarlet eyes suddenly opened, and they fixedly stared at Fengying who was in the front position. The violent aura that seemed to crush everything made the scalp tingle.

  Swallowing secretly, Feng Ying resisted the urge to go back and chop off her tail, drew out her weapon, set up the horned dragon shield and axe, and faced the black horned dragon.

   I'm avant-garde, I'm avant-garde, I'm avant-garde

   Standing up, the black-horned dragon shook its head, lifted its giant head and took a deep breath, and was about to let out a roar that shook the sky.

  At this moment, an extraordinarily huge crossbow shell turned into a line of fire, shot from a distance, and exploded just as it was about to hit the horned dragon's side neck.

  The golden-red blazing fireball enveloped the black horned dragon's head and upper body.

  Just waking up, the black-horned dragon, whose mind was still a little unconscious, was overturned directly on the ground, struggling and howling furiously.

   Opening Supernova?

  Fengying was surprised to be surprised, but she rushed forward immediately, and quickly swung the chopping sword against the head of the black-horned dragon who was struggling and trying to get up.

  She must grab the target's attention as quickly as possible.

   "Chi Chi!"

  Maka also released hunting insects to absorb the essence of monsters, while moving quickly, launching a guerrilla attack.

   Inexplicably, the black-horned dragon that had been severely beaten stood up with its strong claws on the ground, and its already scarlet eyes were now filled with brutal blood.

   "Hooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo...

  The dark tyrant of the desert, completely enraged.

  Ps. Since the supernova in this book is a special crossbow, the hunting skill slot is not considered, only the cooling time.

  (end of this chapter)

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