Monster Hunter: This Fire Dragon has characteristics

Chapter 552 Battle, Information Gap
Outside the Valley of the Dark Realm, the fire dragons helped deliver the supplies to the entrance, glanced worriedly at the long-term meal ticket, and then hurriedly left.

Just by approaching the valley, the malevolent aura emanating from within assaulted their very brains. If they weren't ancient tree fire dragons, constantly subjected to the oppressive power of ancient dragons, any ordinary fire dragon would be incredibly bold to even glance at it, let alone approach it.

With the supplies delivered, the hunters each carried their assigned items and carefully entered the Valley of the Dark Realm in batches.

Unlike the Fel Reaver, the Fel Reaver can not only fly, but its destructive power and danger are also on a completely different level. There is no way to bypass it and build large-scale machinery in the Valley of the Darkness.

This means that this time, the investigation team can only rely on the individual efforts of the hunters, risking their lives to fill the gap.

Led by the recommended group, hunters infiltrated various parts of the Valley of the Dark Realm.

When that red figure streaks across the sky, everyone's heart tightens, and they cautiously stay in the shadows, fearing that they will be discovered and cause the encirclement plan to fail.

Fortunately, each time it was a close call, and as time went by, everyone reached the designated location and silently swallowed the pills from their packages.

Just as the Safi'jiiva finished surveying its territory and landed in the center of the Valley of the Darkness, a red signal flare flew into the sky.

Led by Darren, the hunters rushed out of their cover, drew their weapons, and charged toward the Safi'jiiva.

At the edge of the cliff, the commander-in-chief stood with his arms crossed, watching the hunters charge with a blank expression. Seeing that the Fatalis reacted immediately, thwarting the hunters' sneak attack plan, his fingers clenched involuntarily.

Although it was expected, after all, how could a monster of this level have little control over its environment?
Perhaps He sensed something was wrong much earlier, but He didn't think the hunters posed any threat to Him, so He turned a blind eye.

"The medical support team is ready, meow. Lord Xialong has also prepared powerful emergency medicines to ensure that the hunters receive treatment as soon as they are transported out, meow."

A calico Palico emerged from the ground, bringing good news to the Commander-in-Chief.

At least the cats have successfully opened up a passage between the Valley of the Darkness and the outside world, giving the hunters at least one more way out.

Inside the battlefield, the hunters had already clashed with the Fatalis. However, compared to the Fatalis's enormous size, the hunters were like a swarm of ants, charging forward fearlessly one after another.

Perhaps unaware of the hunters' aggressiveness, or perhaps simply overconfident in its own defensive capabilities, Safi'jiiva did not take flight immediately, nor did it launch an attack at the first moment.

It wasn't until the first hunter's twin blades sliced ​​through the black and red scales, sending sparks flying, that a slight stinging sensation came, and the Safi'jiiva roared and retreated violently.

The exaggerated roar of the dragon carried a strong sense of intimidation. Although the sound was not as exaggerated as that of the Black Diablos, the pressure contained within it made some hunters instinctively cover their ears for protection.

Fortunately, the battlefield was spacious enough and the manpower was well arranged, so many light and heavy crossbowmen reacted in time, decisively raised their guns, and pulled the triggers without caring whether it was the optimal shooting distance or what kind of bullets they were loading.

In an instant, streaks of light of various colors flashed across the hunters' heads, striking the Fatalis dragon, which was trying to take flight, with unerring accuracy.

The clanging and clattering sounds were incessant. Although only a few projectiles were able to barely break through its surface scales, the intense attack still managed to force it back onto the ground.

The dual-wielder was somewhat incredulous. As a member of the recommended group, his weapons and equipment were undoubtedly in the top tier below Darren. These Teostra dual blades, while not necessarily having high damage output, were still able to easily break through the defenses of the previous investigation targets.

At this moment, facing the Crimson Dragon, he could only slash and create a shower of sparks.
The dual-wielder's astonishment didn't last long; the moment the Crimson Dragon was suppressed again, he charged forward once more.

But is it just an illusion?
The monster before them, after being severed from its body, showed no panic whatsoever; instead, a hint of joy and fervor appeared in its cold, vertical pupils.

why?
The dual-wielder activated Demon Mode, his speed increased dramatically, and his grappling hooks shot out to grab the thorns on his opponent's neck. His biceps throbbed with blood, and he yanked hard!
"Ughhhhh!!" With the fighting spirit emanating from his demon form, he adjusted his position in the air. His twin swords, imbued with the alchemical effects of Master's Art, spun wildly like blades as his body spun rapidly, slicing from the head to the tail of the Fatalis in a series of sparks and lightning.

"careful!"

The hunter's keen hearing allowed him to hear the exclamation from his companion as he spun his twin blades.

Just as he was wondering what danger might still exist when the moves were already in their final stages...

From an angle unseen by him, a stream of azure life energy swept across the scales and gathered on his tail.

boom!
When the blade struck the point where energy converged, a pure energy explosion resounded.

Completely unprepared, the dual-wielder was hit directly, and was thrown into the distance like a broken doll being tossed around.

No more than ten minutes into the battle, the first hunter to be seriously injured appeared, and it was a hunter from the recommended group!
Such a huge consequence can come from just one information gap, which is what hunters often encounter when hunting without information.

Before he could even care about the dual-wielder, the Crimson Dragon suddenly raised his body and leaned back, the energy condensing instantly in his mouth as he unleashed a breath of energy at an angle.

Darren and the others around him easily dodged to the side when faced with this attack with such obvious movements.

The breath struck the barren ground, leaving a scorched mark.

However, just as Darren was looking for a suitable attack position, he noticed out of the corner of his eye that a faint blue light was shining through the arc-shaped charred mark.

In that instant, the scene of his battle with the Xeno'jiiva flashed through his mind.

"No, get out of the way!"

As he spoke, he lunged forward, leaping further away.

Boom boom boom!
A series of explosions emanated from the charred marks, the pure life energy exploding continuously, eventually converging into a massive explosion.

The delayed explosion of ley line energy is a specialty of the Crimson Dragon Clan.

Even the ignorant and naive Xeno'jiiva can use similar moves instinctively, so how could the adult Safi'jiiva not know how?
However, perhaps He had absorbed most of the ley line energy in the Valley of the Netherworld, and the ley line energy was not abundant. Therefore, this explosion was just a simple explosion of life energy, rather than a mixed explosion of dragon and fire attributes like that of the Netherworld Dragon.

Even so, some hunters still perished in the explosions.

Darren stood up with red eyes, ignoring his exhaustion, and gritted his teeth as he held the Blazing Wings Greatsword horizontally at his waist, preparing to draw his sword.

Gather your strength, concentrate your fighting spirit, and unleash your energy blade!

He drew his sword!

Air Blade Swirl!
(End of this chapter)