Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

"Fire King Dragon?!"

Gordon pulled out the sword from the ground and frowned.

He couldn't understand why Yanwanglong suddenly appeared and saved their lives.

Several other people had similar expressions. At the critical moment of the battle, the situation took a turn for the worse, and then they had a narrow escape.

At this time, their emotions were not so much excitement as they were still a little unresponsive.

Maka drank a bottle of recovery medicine and looked strange, "This is really the first time we have been saved by an ancient dragon."

"It's not appropriate to save him. It's most likely just here to cause trouble for Behemoth." Ancier quickly replaced the new magazine for the ballista. "Don't forget the scars on Behemoth's body, as well as the injuries on the way here. Those traces.”

"Too."

"What should we do next? If we want to retreat, now is the best time." Anhill looked at Gordon after changing the magazine.

Gordon stared at the two giant beasts biting each other, "Don't worry, this may be our opportunity."

"Sure enough you would say that." An Xil snorted and pulled the bolt to load the gun.

"Hurry up and adjust your condition and be ready to attack at any time." Perhaps because he was too mentally prepared when he decided to sacrifice before, Gordon felt that he was too calm now.

Not to mention fear, even the tension that should be felt when facing two ancient dragon-level creatures has disappeared, which is not a good thing.

Hayata on the side stared at him, took out the whetstone and began to sharpen the knife.

That look and the "clang" sound made when sharpening the knife made his scalp numb.

Gordon laughed dryly, okay, he still had the emotions he should have.

"Roar!!" A deafening roar interrupted Gordon's inappropriate thoughts.

Behemoth was knocked down by the swooping Flame King Dragon, pinned to the ground and biting, and found the opportunity to turn over.

In terms of size and muscle strength alone, Yanwanglong is only one-half the length of Behemoth, and its weight is probably less than one-tenth of the latter.

Not to mention evenly matched, the two are not at the same level at all.

The Flame King Dragon, which was savagely thrown away by Behemoth, decisively took advantage of the situation and rose into the air, avoiding the dilemma of being caught by the former with its claws and completely suppressed by its strong body.

Wingless and unable to fly, Behemoth stared intently at the Flame King dragon hovering in the sky.

The muscles of its limbs began to tighten, and with a violent roar, it jumped up and flew into the air.

However, this Flame King Dragon was obviously not fighting Behemoth for the first time. The moment Behemoth took off, it vibrated its wings vigorously and rushed higher into the air.

Behemoth caught a chance, and gravity pulled it down, and its mountain-like body inevitably fell back to the ground.

The two sides faced each other in the air for several seconds.

A blue energy glow rose from Behemoth's chest and eyes, spreading throughout his body in the blink of an eye.

A whirlwind, driven by etheric energy, quickly took shape, and in a short period of time, it formed a tornado column nearly a hundred meters high.

The Flame King Dragon hovering in the air was affected by the wind column, and its flight posture became unstable.

And Behemoth's surging blue eyes were always staring at it, while he stretched himself on all fours to gather momentum, looking for an opportunity.

At the moment when Flame King Dragon was pulled by the tornado column and had to lower its height, Behemoth once again crushed the ground and jumped into the air.

Due to the interference of the strong wind and airflow, Yanwanglong had no time to adjust its flight posture, and was about to be torn off its wings by Behemoth and dragged back to the ground.

A blurry air mass that was difficult to see with the naked eye came.

Wind bombs condensed from ultra-high-pressure air struck hard on the side of Behemoth, knocking it back to the ground again.

Every line of sight fell on the silver figure that suddenly arrived.

"Steel Dragon." Gordon twitched the corner of his mouth, the situation was completely out of control.

Two ancient dragons, plus a terrifying giant beast that was more powerful and more dangerous than most ancient dragon species, gathered together.

This was the first time he had seen this scene.

The steel dragon hovering high in the sky made a long roar.

It flapped its wings faster, and the tornado column that was raging in the sky suddenly changed its direction. As it became more intense, it shrouded the roaring Behemoth.

Looking down at Behemoth trapped by the huge wind pillar, Flame King Dragon roared and flapped its wings.

Countless flaming scale powders scattered, fluttering with the fierce air currents, and were eventually drawn into the whirlwind.

A tornado of flames reaching the sky was formed.

Through the barrier of the flame tornado, the huge figure of Behemoth struggling and roaring could be vaguely seen.

"Roar--!"

As if just rushing to join in the fun, another huge blue shadow came through the wind.

That was a Yanfei dragon.

Compared with the Flame King Dragon and the Steel Dragon that appeared earlier, its condition is not that good. Several huge claw marks on its body are still oozing blood, its tail is broken, and the crown-like horns on its head are also broken.

There seems to be no need to guess who the culprit is.

Different from the Yanwang Dragon's pale blue scale powder that flew away and was caught in the tornado column together with the orange-red scale powder. Under the continuous stimulation of the three ancient dragons, the flame tornado became stronger and stronger.

The hunters, who had long sensed something was wrong, ran wildly into the distance.

The two-color flame tornado behind them was a strange sight rarely seen in millions of years, but no one had the time to appreciate this deadly beauty.

While escaping, the group of people encountered a passage leading to an underground cave. Without thinking, they dived in.

I don’t know how long has passed, maybe tens of seconds? It could be a few minutes.

As the two-color fire tornado that illuminated the night flickered and disappeared, the roar that shook the world was accompanied by a shock wave, leveling the nearby mountain peaks and sweeping across the Dragon Crystal Land.

After hiding in the underground cave for a long time, the hunters quietly returned to the surface after the movement of the ancient dragons completely dissipated.

Arriving at the mountain clearing where the battle broke out before.

The ancient dragons have left.

The area where the previous battle was fought also disappeared, replaced by a huge molten pit tens of meters deep, with the ground severely vitrified.

At the bottom of the pit is the charred body of Behemoth.

"This guy must be dead, right?" Maka stretched her neck and looked around, muttering in a low voice.

Gordon shrugged, "I don't know. When the temperature in the pit drops a little, we will go down and have a look. We must confirm Behemoth's death."

"And my gun! And the materials! Although most of them are burnt, but from such a big body, you can peel off some useful things, right?"

"Kabababa!!"

The hunters waited at the edge of the pit until dawn. When the glazed ground in the pit was no longer red and hot, they carefully slid into it.

After inspection, they found that Behemoth's body looked charred, but in fact the burns were not serious and he probably was not burned to death.

This made the hunters' hearts tighten. They grabbed their weapons and came to Behemoth's head.

The pork chop got into Behemoth's nostril, and after checking for a long time, he exited and said: "There is no breathing, and there is no pulse, meow, he must be completely dead, meow."

The burns in the respiratory tract were severe, and he may have died from lack of oxygen and inhaling a large amount of ultra-high temperature gas. Of course, there was also the last explosion, which was enough to shatter the brain and internal organs of any living thing. "

When the hunters heard this, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Just die completely. Just die completely.

If it weren't for the three ancient dragons joining forces, they wouldn't know how to kill this thing completely.

Maca, relieved, happily ran behind Behemoth.

The mysterious spear is still stuck somewhere, but compared to its initial cold light and shimmering appearance, there are obvious signs of damage and melting on the tip of the gun body.

Maka was so distressed that she couldn't help herself.

She had an intuition that it was impossible to repair this spear to perfect condition with the current level of forging by humans.

That was a spear that could pierce the skull of Behemoth. Even Gordon's purple-flavored inscription sword couldn't cut in.

After calling others to help, she finally pulled out the spear from the back of Behemoth's head, held it in her hands and danced around, Maka couldn't help but sigh:

"It feels great in the hand. It's light and sharp. Even if it's damaged, the balance is still top-notch."

At this moment, an illusory creature composed of pure light that looked like a dragon and had the characteristics of some kind of insect emerged from the inside of the spear and wrapped around Maka's right wrist.

"Acridine? Doesn't this thing even come with hunting insects?!"

Ps.

This core-piercing gun is not made of Behemoth materials, but a dragonrider weapon that traveled through time with Behemoth. Considering the world background of ff14 High Demon, it may be a bit supermodel to use Monster Hunter, cut it One knife first.

As for the Dragon Soul Insect, is there any mention in the game where this thing comes from? I forgot all about it - I just remember that it was given to me by Sister Bei after I chopped it off.

Anyway, only the insect stick cub can be used, so just treat it as the weapon that comes with it.