Monster Hunter: Wild Pointer

Its hooves left the ground again, and its huge and bloated body was like a giant boomerang, spinning close to the ground and sweeping towards them.

The range of this attack is much larger than the previous one that fell from the sky.

Except for Muti, who was not within the attack range because of his different escape directions, the escape routes of Aolang and Muxiang were both included.

It was impossible to run out of the attack range by running on his legs at this time. Orlan looked around quickly, looking for a possible escape route.

At this moment, Seabuckthorn's loud shout came from dozens of meters away.

"Here meow!"

Ao Lang's eyes lit up, and he immediately raised his hand to launch the grappling hook, which hooked onto the body of the artillery carriage. The high-performance spring quickly retracted, pulling him towards the position of the artillery carriage.

Muxiang also had means of self-protection. She released Kinsects continuously, and moved in the air with the help of the insect silk, and even dodged the attack range of the Tail Hammer Dragon before Orlan.

"Rumble--!"

The Tailhammer Dragon, whose attack missed, rolled to the ground and continued to roll forward for dozens of meters before finally stopping.

Behind it, thousands of square meters of ground were in ruins. Whether it was moss, grass, bushes or anything else, they were all swept away in this attack, revealing a large area of ​​bare ground.

Watching this scene, Ao Lang broke out in a cold sweat.

If he didn't have a catapult, or if the sea buckthorn wasn't in the right position to provide a fixed point for him to launch the grappling hook.

After this move, I was probably mixed with the dirt and grass.

Jumping down from Seabuckthorn's cannon cart, Orlan shouted and rushed at full speed towards the struggling Tailhammer Dragon lying on the ground.

The move just now was terrifying, but it also caused considerable damage to the Tail Hammer Dragon itself.

A creature of this size and weight could easily suffer damage to its internal organs if it just fell and rolled a few times, not to mention that the Tail Hammer Dragon had just used itself as a boomerang and launched itself out with inertia.

It may take a while for it to recover after falling to the ground.

Orlan sprinted to the front of the tail hammer dragon's head, drew his sword and jumped to slash, then tensed his muscles to briefly accumulate strength, alternating between fatal combos and demon dances to attack with all his strength.

After chasing the Tailhammer Dragon for a long time, Muti finally found an opportunity to attack. He swung his gunlance at the Tailhammer Dragon's abnormally swollen legs again and again.

Muxiang chased the two hunting cats and came behind the Tailhammer Dragon.

Yuwan was the first to rush forward, and the whole cat drilled into the blown wound on the meat peak, waving its steel claws wildly and tearing off large chunks of fat.

"Come out quickly meow! Otherwise I'll roast you too meow!" Seabuckthorn loaded several large incendiary bombs into the artillery vehicle.

Seeing that Yuwan was a little bit too aggressive and still refused to come out of the wound, Seabuckthorn began to count down, "Five meows, four meows, three"

When it counted down to two, the fish ball, covered in grease and blood, finally crawled out of the wound, ran angrily to other parts of the body and continued attacking.

Muxiang and Seabuckthorn looked at each other and pulled the trigger at the same time.

The cannon fired at close range, and the sticky incendiary agent splashed all over the back of the Tail Hammer Dragon, mixing with the half-melted fat to form the best fuel.

A blazing flame erupted from the muzzle of the fire dragon cannon, and the next second, a fire broke out again on the tail hammer dragon's back.

Chapter 210 Tactical Shift

A huge fire broke out on the back of the Tail Hammer Dragon again.

Perhaps because the meat peak was continuously attacked, the fat stored in it melted into oil under the high temperature and flowed out, soaking the soil and moss on the back of the Tail Hammer Dragon. This time the fire was even more intense than before.

Driven by its instinctive fear of fire, the Tailhammer Dragon struggled more violently.

For unknown reasons, the black mist covering its back and legs became thicker, and its already deformed and swollen muscles became further activated, continuing to swell while twitching and jumping, even cracking the thick, armor-like keratinous outer layer, revealing the dark red muscles underneath.

Muti chopped off the rifle at a crack that was several dozen centimeters wide. The highly congested muscles were not fragile, but they were certainly not as tough as the layers of skin.

The cutting blade at the front end of the muzzle successfully cut deep into the muscle. As the muscle fibers and blood vessels were severed, the flying blood splattered all over Muti's gray-white armor.

However, the Tailhammer Dragon seemed to feel no pain at all, and quickly stood up thanks to the greatly increased physical strength due to muscle activation.

And its subsequent actions confirmed Orlan's previous guess.

Regardless of its physical fatigue and the attacks of the hunters, the Tailhammer Dragon forcibly swung its giant tail, moved its body, and accelerated its rotation.

This time, Orlan could see clearly that the hooves of the Tailhammer Dragon were firmly nailed to the spot, which meant that it was about to perform the iconic big spin of the Tailhammer Dragon species.

It wants to use this method to extinguish the fire on its back!

After a rough calculation in his mind, he realized that the shooter and Seabuckthorn had very little ammunition left. Not willing to take any more risks, Orlan was about to call on his companions to retreat when he heard a loud shout from Muti's side.

"You can interrupt!"

She stuck her large shield into the ground, removed a Dragon Hang cannon spike from behind her, and pressed it into the barrel of her gun. "There's a crack where the muscle has bulged, so the meat is good!"

Orlan immediately understood Muti's intention.

In battle, whether you are cautious or aggressive, there is actually no problem. It is just a matter of on-the-spot judgment. But the most taboo thing is hesitation and disagreement.

If he proposed retreat first, even if Muti wanted to attack, he would immediately choose to retreat, and vice versa.

Muti made reasonable offensive requests, and Olang also chose to actively cooperate.

"Muxiang, you guys retreat first!" Aolan held the shield in front of him, and rushed towards its legs against the wind pressure caused by the Tail Hammer Dragon's rotating body.

Muxiang and Seabuckthorn did not hesitate and retreated immediately.

It is not easy to lock onto the crack in the leg of a high-speed rotating hammer dragon. In addition, the wind pressure will affect the trajectory of the crossbow bullet, and the risk of accidentally hitting teammates is extremely high. It is better to withdraw from the battlefield first.

In the few seconds that Orlan was trying to get closer, Muti had already completed his attack preparations.

"Dragon Bomb Cannon!"

"Boom--!!"

The loud noise of the explosive flames drowned out the sound of the strong wind in the ears. Under the heavy blow, the Tail Hammer Dragon's body shook noticeably as it was spinning faster.

Just like a spinning top that was kicked while spinning steadily, the center of gravity began to shift and become scattered.

Muti, who had slipped back in the recoil, rushed forward, once again rammed the rifle into the skin, and pulled the trigger.

"Fire all bombs!"

Orlan, who was approaching from another direction, finally came into the attack range. He lowered his center of gravity, tensed his muscles and accumulated strength. The next second, he jumped out.

The one-handed sword in his hand exerted a powerful force that was not like that of a light weapon. He slashed into the crack with one sword after another.

At the same time, Muti raised his gun and hammered a dragon-hanging cannon spike into the deepest part of the Tail Hammer Dragon's leg wound.

After suffering multiple heavy blows in a short period of time, the Tailhammer Dragon, which was already struggling to maintain its balance, could no longer maintain its center of gravity. The huge inertia pulled it to the ground almost instantly.

"Meow!"

Instead of retreating, Yuwan, who had been hiding underground, jumped out immediately and tried to get into the wound on the tail hammer dragon's meat peak and scratch it frantically, but was blocked by the rekindled flames.

Muti subconsciously wanted to rush forward to attack, but was stopped by Oran.

"Let's stop here for now, go back for supplies, and then we'll retreat!"

Muti felt a little regretful, but she also knew that the Tailhammer Dragon would almost certainly be furious after it stood up again. By then, it would take a lot of effort for them to retreat, and they might even be in danger.

"Fishball, let's go!"

Hearing Muti's call, Yuwan gave up the hard-earned opportunity to attack the monster's weakness, followed the hunters and withdrew from the battlefield.

In the woods filled with giant trees, there was only a Tailhammer Dragon left, covered in wounds and with flames burning on its back, howling incessantly.

As the overlord of this area, it is difficult to see other large monsters within a radius of dozens of kilometers. The hunters returned to the temporary camp safely.

Normally, Olang and Muti rarely stray from their target in the middle of a hunt and return to camp to rest.

After all, the swordsmen only needed to take out the whetstone and sharpen their weapons, but this time there was an archer in their team, and if the archer ran out of ammunition, there was really nothing they could do.

"Hey!"

Coming into the cleaned wooden house, Muti sat down on a worn-out wooden box that was used as a stool.

There was a crisp "crack" sound, and the poor wooden box was broken into pieces by her sitting on it.

Aolang Muxiang all looked over. Muti blushed and simply sat cross-legged on the ground, muttering, "It's the armor! The armor is too heavy."

Then he lowered his head, broke open the rifle, and stuffed bullets into it one by one.

Unlike the crossbow bullets and arrows used by archers, the bullets used by the gun lance are cylindrical and smaller in size, allowing multiple bullets to be loaded at once, and then the gun is loaded by swinging the gun body. (Note)

Otherwise, in battle, holding a large shield in one hand and a gunlance in the other, there would be no way to quickly complete the reloading.

The alloy spikes of the Longhang bullet require additional loading. These spikes are huge and heavy, and gunners can only carry three or four at a time, so they are only used at more critical moments.

Otherwise, they would have to go back and forth between the camp and the hunting ground like archers.

After polishing weapons, checking mechanical structures, loading ammunition, and replenishing magazines, everyone started eating.

It would be too leisurely to start a fire and cook at this time, but fortunately they had prepared dry food in advance.

Under Muxiang's expectant gaze, Mutiolan took out the rabbit dumplings wrapped in leaves with a delicate expression, ate them in a few bites, and quickly filled his stomach.

Although the taste is a bit sweet, it is at least better than the food you bring with you.

Ao Lang comforted himself in his heart.

"Would you like some tea? It's cold though." Muxiang asked the two of them, holding up the water bag in her hand.

"Thank you, but I'll take a break for now. I'm more used to drinking water." After politely declining, Orlan took out his pocket watch and checked the time. "Rest for another half hour, then we'll set off. We can't give our prey too much time to rest."

After saying that, the hunters helped each other relax their muscles and adjust their states.

Yuwan sat next to Muti, sharpening his claw blades with a "clang clang" sound, while Seabuckthorn was holding wrenches and other tools, circling around his Fire Dragon No. 7 unit.

Under high-intensity combat, Unit 7 proved its reliability, but many connecting parts inevitably broke and loosened.

For Seabuckthorn, it is more important to adjust the state of the artillery vehicle than to adjust its own state.

Soon, half an hour was about to pass and Orlan stood up.

"You all noticed that the Hammerhead Dragon was unusual, with that mysterious black mist and its unusually activated muscles. Have you ever seen anything like this before?"

Muti and Muxiang shook their heads at the same time, but Ao Lang didn't seem disappointed, as he just asked casually.

Unexpectedly, Yuwan, who was sharpening his claws, suddenly spoke, "I saw meow twice when I was training with father."

Several people looked at it together, and Orlan asked excitedly, "What is that phenomenon?"

Yuwan put the polished claw blade aside and licked his paw. "I don't know, meow. I just heard father and others mention something fierce, meow. It seems that it will become more dangerous than ordinary monsters, meow. I didn't ask about other details, meow."

".I knew it."

Ao Lang already knew how slow Yuwan was at thinking. He sighed and continued, "Front-on combat is very risky. If we make a mistake, we could lose our lives. We need to be more cautious.

The rest of the battle revolves around one thing: setting the Tailclout on fire.

Muti, we two don't need to worry about how much damage we cause. We just need to attract the Tail Hammer Dragon's attention for a short period of time. Seabuckthorn, bring some incendiary bombs. After you and Muxiang start a fire, we'll retreat."

"Retreat directly?" Muti asked in a confirming manner.

"Well, let's just retreat. The Tailhammer Dragon will extinguish the fire by spinning around. We can come back and relight it after it finishes spinning. It shouldn't last more than a few rounds."

"I agree." Mu Xiang nodded, "The flesh peaks of the Tail Hammer Dragon have shriveled up a lot, and most of them were destroyed by our burning.

The remaining fat should not be enough to support it in a long-term high-intensity battle, so there is no need for us to take the risk."

"Okay." Muti nodded. Although she preferred a more "decent" way of fighting, her reason told her that Orlan's tactics were the most correct and safest choice.

I can only say sorry to that Tail Hammer Dragon in my heart.

Chapter 211 Despicable Foreigner

Deep in the dense forest, a giant beast covered in wounds walked slowly.

It was too tired, its steps were heavy and slow, and its body was covered with wounds and burns, but if you looked closely, you could see that those were mainly external injuries and not fatal.

As long as it is given enough time to eat and rest, it will recover to its former peak state in just a few days.

The Tailhammer Dragon dragged its body and walked slowly until it came to a fallen tree.

In the warm and humid environment unique to the dense forest, the interior of this seemingly intact tree trunk has long been rotten. Bacteria and insects have eaten countless small holes inside it, and rainwater has soaked into it, making it loose and soft like a sponge.

Slime mold, moss, ants, worms, mushrooms... countless small lives grow and reproduce in it, almost forming a small ecosystem.

Such rotten wood can be found everywhere in the dense forest. It is not as hard and rough as living trees, but it is rich in nutrients and is the favorite food of the Tailhammer Dragon.

Like a hungry man facing a cake, the Tailhammer Dragon couldn't wait to lower its head and start taking big bites.

"Swishing—"