Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

Facing the falling meteorites, the hunters retreated as quickly as possible.

Although Maka had said before that the meteorite summoned by Behemoth for the first time was not very powerful, that could not be used as a basis for judgment.

To put it bluntly, the Alcohol Team had only fought Behemoth once, and it was far from being able to summarize the latter's behavior patterns.

Faced with this kind of attack, it is natural to hide as far as you can.

It is obvious that Behemoth can accurately control the position of the meteorite falling, and even correct the meteorite's falling trajectory to a certain extent.

After realizing that the meteorite was coming towards him, Hayata accelerated away from the location of his companions, and at the last moment, he avoided it at all costs.

"boom--!"

A meteorite with a diameter of nearly three meters hit the ground, creating a large crater in the gray-black basalt floor. The cracks spread to all directions, and the ground trembled. Hayata, who was closer, was a little unsteady.

Gordon, whose heart was in his throat, breathed a sigh of relief, and Maka beside him had a "God bless" expression.

This is the kind of flaming meteorite that lit up the entire sky when the alcohol team was wiped out before.

Whether these people can survive depends on whether there are a few more strange-faced tribes passing by nearby.

"Roar!!"

Behemoth's violent roar sounded again. Gordon and the others quickly gathered their energy and struck at the prey with split-head pincers.

Although his vision was affected by the huge meteorite that fell in front of him and he couldn't see Behemoth's movements clearly, Hayata could guess that the guy was coming towards him again.

Quickly pull back a few steps, draw Iai's sword, and be ready for the attack.

Sure enough, Behemoth roared and rushed closer. The meteorite, which was heavy and huge for humans, was just an inconspicuous little obstacle in front of it.

It had no intention of going around at all. It directly put its head on the ground and shoveled forward hard with the two curved sharp angles.

The meteorite, which weighed at least ten tons, flew out like a ball kicked by a naughty boy.

Hayata was frightened. She didn't dare to use Iai Slash to cut this thing. She quickly interrupted Iai's movements, fell forward and rolled, avoiding the flying meteorites.

But this almost brought her directly to Behemoth.

Behemoth's reaction speed was extremely fast. It had raised its head just a second ago and immediately lowered its head to bite.

Gordon stepped in front of Hayata, took the risk to shoulder the sword, and entered into a one-stop stance.

The big sword collided with Behemoth's sharp-toothed jaw. Although it was a little reluctant, Gordon still withstood the blow.

Using all his strength, he roared and pushed away Behemoth's huge mouth, and used this power to slash back hard, slashing Behemoth's head to one side.

What a powerful attack!

Not only did it resolve this wave of offensive, it even created a minor flaw.

Hayata seized the opportunity and stood up quickly. Without enough time to breathe, when Gordon slashed the sword, he took half a step back to prepare his sword.

After completing the true charge slash, Gordon immediately rolled to the side.

Hayata immediately thrust forward with his sword. When the sword blade penetrated the side of Behemoth's neck, he jumped up, stretched his body in the air, and slashed down with his sword.

Air blade cutting!

"Roar-!"

The two struck each other with almost no gaps, causing Behemoth to stagger back several steps. It roared in pain, and just when it was about to stand firm, the numerous wounds on its forearm caused it to change its movements and almost fall down.

This was the first time in this battle that Behemoth was clearly repulsed.

Beside Behemoth, Maka continued to carry out harassing attacks and was so stunned.

She and Ted didn't have this kind of tacit cooperation in "joint attack". The guy would only use his shield as a pedal to throw himself on the monster's head.

When using a radioactive gun cannon, I even blew myself out of mid-air. Just thinking about it makes my teeth itch.

Just use the monster in front of you to vent your anger.

Eat me and hit me with a flying circle!

"Roar!"

While the hunters were pursuing victory, a familiar roar came from far away.

Pig Chop rode the gale, galloping and jumping through the mountain roads, and rushed into the battlefield.

"I'm back, meow! The wounded have been safely put on the airship, let them leave first, meow!"

Pork Chop jumped down from behind Gale Feng and rolled to the ground to release his strength. When he got up, there was already a slime mold explosive bomb in his claws.

The strong wind picked up the steel teeth hanging next to the saddle, jumped on Behemoth's shoulders without fear, and bit wildly.

Behemoth roared and shook his body, throwing it away.

Relying on his excellent balance, he turned over and landed on the ground. The strong wind roared, opening and closing the blood-stained steel teeth, and pounced again.

Pork Chop saw the opportunity and threw the slime mold bomb that was about to explode after being activated.

After more than a year of continuous research and practice, its slime mold bombs have been improved in several versions.

The manufacturing difficulty and cost of today's version have increased a lot, and the improvement in power compared with the original version is not too obvious, but there is a significant improvement in reliability and safety.

Such an improved version does not sound cost-effective, but considering all factors, this is the most appropriate improvement route.

The slime mold bomb should be a "high-precision" cutting-edge explosive bomb, not a "bomb" that is powerful and easy to make, but may kill one's own people at any time.

Under the throw of the pork chop, the slime mold bomb accurately landed in Behemoth's mouth.

"Boom--!"

Tongues of fire came out from between the fangs, but there was no scene of blood and flesh flying everywhere as everyone expected.

Its body is so strong that trying to blow its head to pieces with a few small ground bombs is purely wishful thinking.

But it really pissed it off.

Behemoth, whose mouth was full of blood, breathed heavily, and his whole body once again emitted the etheric glow that should not exist in this world.

It was a pale blue light.

At first glance, several people thought that Behemoth was going to summon another storm. They immediately charged up their energy, drew back their swords when they needed to, and continued to slash with flying circles. They were ready to interrupt. .

Only in the distance, Ancil, who had a more comprehensive field of vision and watched every change in Behemoth's body, made a keen discovery.

The blue light this time was different from the blue light when Behemoth summoned the storm before.

In the mane, back spines, horns and even eyes, blue arcs of electricity danced.

Wait, arc? !

"Be careful! Retreat! It's a thunder and lightning attack!" Anhil shouted to remind his companions.

Before he could finish his words, countless small arcs of electricity appeared on the ground in front of Behemoth.

An area with a radius of thousands of square meters was dyed with a dangerous blue light that made the whole body shiver (physically).

Due to a momentary misjudgment, it was too late to retreat now, and there was no way to break out of the area covered by the electric field.

The flash bombs thrown by Pork Chop and the others also failed to interrupt the attack.

"Zila——"

The electric current hit the bodies of the hunters, making their limbs numb, but this was just a prelude. The real terrifying attack was the thunder that was about to be pulled down by these electric currents.

Gordon gritted his teeth and endured the electric current while continuing to accumulate power, trying to use his armor to hit the electric shock to forcefully interrupt Behemoth's attack.

Hayata also made a similar judgment. Just as she was about to take action, someone moved faster than her.

Maka raised her hand to launch her flying claws, and the steel claws hooked onto Behemoth's sharp horns, pulling her to the latter's eye sockets in the blink of an eye.

Put the projectile against Behemoth's eyeball and pull the trigger hard.

"Full bombs fired!"