Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

Chapter 1215 It’s impossible to run away

"Roar--!"

"Rumble"

The roar of an unknown creature and the rumbling sound of cracking rocks echoed through the mountain and far into the cave where the Qimian Clan's camp was located.

This is not the first time.

According to Maka, they could hear similar noises almost every day during the few days they were lying in the Qimian Clan camp recuperating from their injuries.

This terrifying monster from another world broke the balance of power in the Dragon Crystal Land.

It was like an unreasonable thug, running rampant and indiscriminately attacking any creature that entered its sight.

Including ancient dragons.

"It's best to fight to the death, Meow, so that we can retreat safely, Meow." Pork Chop muttered while checking the healing status of Ted and Ted's injuries.

Originally, Ancier planned to let Gale Feng carry the two of them to evacuate. Now with the stretcher, Gale Feng can be freed. Once a battle breaks out, he will have an additional highly mobile combat force.

Not only did he take the risk to rescue the alcoholic trio from Behemoth, but he also took care of them for nearly a week.

The little guys can at least help lead the way and carry the stretcher.

Compared with being carried by a toothhound, a stretcher will cause less secondary damage to the wounded.

"If that Nergigante covered in black thorns is still there, with its temperament, it would really be a lose-lose fight with Behemoth. It would be a pity."

Gordon politely declined.

After learning about Gordon's and his group's subsequent retreat plan, they even offered to help, and were even preparing to summon more Strange Face Tribes to help escort the wounded.

"There are also those who are aggressive by nature and will not retreat until they fight to the death. Aren't you wearing this on your body?" Ancil glanced sideways at Gordon.

The danger of Behemoth is no joke. According to the guild's standards, it would not be an exaggeration to classify it as a nine-star danger level.

During the ten or twenty hours of waiting for night to fall again, Gordon and others did not leave the camp of the Strange Face Tribe.

However, Gordon did not completely refuse the help of the Strange Face Tribe.

At the moment, the King of the Strange Face Clan is not in the Land of Dragon Crystal. Without the leadership of the King, no matter how brave these little guys are, it will be difficult for them to pose an effective threat to Behemoth.

"I'm afraid it won't be easy." Gordon looked at the darkening sky outside the cave, "Based on what we know so far about Behemoth's strength, not many ancient dragons can fight to a draw with it.

And with a casual move from Behemoth, the Strange Face Tribe could suffer heavy casualties, so there was really no need to drag them into the water.

Ancil chuckled and did not answer Gordon's words.

At this time, several strange-faced clansmen ran over carrying two stretchers crudely made of branches and vines, as if they were offering treasures.

"Can you blame me?"

These ancient dragons are all mobile natural disasters, but once they feel threatened, they run without hesitation. "

While recharging his energy, he was also repeatedly revising and improving his action plan.

Real battles are full of surprises, and most plans will never come in handy. More often, you have to rely on improvisation.

I have to say, as friends, these little guys are really interesting.

But if you make more plans, everyone will be able to respond a little faster when a crisis occurs.

Facing a powerful enemy like Behemoth, sometimes it takes one and a half seconds of early reaction to save one's life.

Gordon came to the entrance of the cave and listened carefully.

The sounds of fighting in the distance gradually subsided, and the sun set over the mountainous horizon.

He turned back and asked Pig Chop: "Brother Ted, how are they doing? Can they take action?

If the noises just now were made by Behemoth, then it is still far away from our evacuation route, so it is best to leave now. "

"I'm not that fragile. If the shield hadn't been destroyed, I could have fought another battle!" Ted, who was immobilized all over his body and couldn't even sit up, shouted.

Although his voice still sounded weak, at least it was no longer as weak as last night.

Maka raised her leg to give him a kick, but after seeing the latter's miserable state, she still didn't want to do it. She cursed and walked over, and with the help of several strange-faced tribesmen, she moved Ted onto the stretcher.

"This mouth is the toughest thing in my body. Don't move! Just lie down!"

God, why are you so heavy? ! Gordon is here to help! "

Gordon walked over with a smile and helped move Ted, who weighed more than 150 kilograms without armor, onto the stretcher.

The four strange-faced clansmen's hands and feet were trembling, and they tried their best to lift the stretcher. They had to call a few more companions to lift the heavy stretcher. It was much easier in Oshura.

Although her injuries were more serious than Ted's, and she was still a little dazed now, at least her size and weight were within the range of ordinary humans, and she could run very fast while being carried by four strange-faced tribesmen.

Several other people also took advantage of this time to complete the final inspection and preparation work before departure.

"Have you memorized the retreat route?" Gordon tightened his weapon strap and looked at his companions.

"Pork Chop rides the strong wind to clear the way. We will protect the wounded and move forward at a fast speed. If everything goes well, we can reach the mountain col where the airship is located within an hour.

Once attacked, the Qimian tribe should not hesitate to retreat quickly with the wounded, and leave everything else to us.

Pork chop, help me translate this last sentence to them. "

"My orc language isn't that good," Pig Chop complained, but he still managed to convey Gordon's meaning.

"Get ready to run." Gordon drank a bottle of forcible medicine, and several others also drank the medicine.

"set off!"

"Meow!" Pig Chop took the lead in riding the gale and rushed out.

The short strange-faced tribesmen carried the stretcher and hurriedly followed. The scene looked like the stretcher had many legs.

Gordon's expression was strange for a moment, but he immediately put these vague thoughts behind him, led his companions to rush out of the cave, guarded the wounded, and moved forward quickly.

Right now, operational efficiency is more important than anything else. As long as you evacuate quickly enough, you can board the airship before Behemoth wanders into this area.

It will be safe then.

Thinking of this, Gordon said in a low voice, "Help share some of the weight of the stretcher, let's speed up."

Unlike areas with a prosperous ecological environment such as ancient tree forests and coral plateaus, the Dragon Crystal Land is particularly peaceful under night.

The only sounds that echoed in my ears were the deliberately suppressed footsteps and regular breathing of my companions.

There were no surprises or dangers along the way.

But when passing through several battlefields where rocks collapsed and rubble was scattered, the battle traces and broken scales and claws that caused the guide insects to emit fluorescent blue light were unsettling.

Several kilometers of journey passed by in the blink of an eye, and only the last two kilometers of open mountainous terrain were left to reach the mountain col where the airboat was located.

Without the sense of relaxation that they were about to reach their destination, the hunters' nerves became more and more tense.

It's hard to describe this feeling, it's like there's a mountain pressing on your chest, making it difficult to breathe.

"It's coming." Hayata, who was at the end of the line, suddenly whispered.

"Yeah." Gordon responded.

Not surprised or upset.

Perhaps because all plans were originally based on "encountering an attack", Gordon felt like "it's finally here" at this time.

His eyes searched the shadows of the surrounding mountains for a while, and he whispered softly: "Get ready for battle, it seems that guy will not let us go so easily."

"Ka--" Anhil didn't say anything, he just loaded the crossbow in silence.

Maka also took a deep breath to calm down.

Under the shadow of night, one of the mountains suddenly moved.

"Dong, dong——"

Amidst the heavy and muffled footsteps, it stopped in front of the evacuation team.

The high bulge of the back is like a real ridge, like the terrifying momentum of death itself, suffocating.

"Can't hide anymore."

Gordon slowed down and put his hand on the hilt of his sword, "Pork Chop Gale, you will escort the wounded and continue to evacuate. After the wounded board the boat, let them take off directly."

"It seems that you are ready to fight to the end?" Anxier glanced at him.

"Ah."

Gordon stared closely at those scarlet eyes that seemed to be able to swallow the soul.

"If you fight with a guy like this and think about how to escape, you will die."

(End of this chapter)