Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

Chapter 1244 This is my escape route
In the cave with complex terrain, the leader Fengpiaolong demonstrated amazing flying skills.

The huge body, more than 20 meters long, is like a nimble forest Archaeopteryx, flying up and down among countless stalactites and strange-shaped icicles.

With its wide wings folded, it can even squeeze through a narrow gap of only four or five meters in width.

Even in such a closed environment, the hunters riding on the hounds were unable to catch up with it for a while.

They chased him all the way and came to the depths of the cave.

The leader Feng Piaolong stopped moving forward.

The caves further ahead will become lower and narrower, making it completely impossible to fly, so it doesn't dare to dive in.

Its purpose is to attract the Ice Fang Dragon, disrupt the situation, and then find the right opportunity to fly away, rather than sneak into the Ice Fang Dragon's home and become its dinner.
Hayata and Gail jumped off Fierce Wind and confronted the Wind Dragon. At the same time, they paid some attention to the passage leading to the Ice Fang Dragon's lair deep in the cave.

This guy was shouting as he flew all the way. Unless the Ice Fang Dragon was so old that it was completely deaf, it would have been woken up by now.

I crawled out of the nest in a bad mood and found a group of flying dragons, people, cats and dogs blocking the door. I was afraid I would not be in a very good mood.

It's a bit troublesome.
Liefeng suddenly nudged Gail with his head, turned around, and pointed his nose at a backpack hanging behind his waist.

A dog's face full of humanized disgust.

"What?" Gail reached into his backpack and rummaged around, not understanding what was going on.

Pulling out a pitfall trap, Liefeng shook his head and Gale continued to dig deeper, and took out two fertilizer bombs that emitted a foul smell.

Gail: “.”

This prop made of monster feces can sometimes be used to drive away monsters and is considered a relatively practical hunting prop.

But few hunters are willing to carry it.

The reason is very simple. If you put this thing into the prop bag, the entire prop bag and even the other items in it will be stained with a foul odor that cannot be washed off.

It's okay for props like traps, but it's very annoying if potions and food are stained with the smell.

Therefore, even if you want to carry this with you, you usually have to prepare a separate bag, which is quite troublesome.

Before setting off on this mission, Ansir reminded her to bring fertilizer bombs, but she didn't listen. Ansir was too lazy to tell her more and put the fertilizer bombs directly on Liefeng without telling her.

Gail was feeling quite conflicted at this moment.

If she hadn't encountered these messy unexpected situations, she would have scolded Anshir for stuffing shit into her bag when she returned.
But now, the facts have proved that the guy's caution was right.
There was no chance before because of the chaos of the battle. If the two fertilizer bombs had been taken out earlier to drive away the new Wind Dragon, the battle might have been over.

"Come on, one each." Gail threw a fertilizer bomb to Hayata.

Hayata, who loves cleanliness, looked a little green, but still hung the fertilizer bomb on the catapult.

Heavy footsteps sounded from the darkness.

Both the hunters and their leader Feng Piaolong who brought them here were looking cautiously into the depths of the cave.

A white mist of freezing air filled the air. A giant claw landed on the ground, and frost spread.

Emerging from the darkness was a giant, aged beast.

The hair on its body is thicker and longer than that of an ordinary ice dragon. It is not the healthy snow-white color, but the pale color that represents aging.

The frost power accumulated in its body over the years dissipated uncontrollably, and white frost like ice armor condensed on its dull shell.

Frost also appeared on the broken amber fangs, forming a pair of frost blades like long swords.

With its arrival, the temperature in the cave suddenly dropped a little.

"The old man is here." Gail looked at Hayata, "What should we say?"

Hayata pursed her lips. If it wasn’t for hunting the Wind Dragon and obtaining materials, she would have ordered a retreat at this moment.

Let the two monsters fight each other.

But if the two were to really fight, the leader, the Wind Dragon, who was severely injured and whose flying ability was restricted by the terrain, would most likely be killed by the old Ice Fang Dragon and dragged back to its nest.

So what else do they take?
"Try the fertilizer bomb first, although it might anger it."

Hayata raised the catapult, and he and Gail fired fertilizer bombs one after another.

Two fertilizer bombs landed on the face and chest of the old Ice Fang Dragon. Stimulated by the pungent stench, the old Ice Fang Dragon, whose sense of smell was still sharp, roared and shook its head wildly.

"Hooooooo!"

When something dirty is thrown at a monster's face, there are usually two reactions.

One is to flee in panic, and the other is to become even more furious.

Perhaps because of its morning grumpiness, this old Ice Fang Dragon was clearly the latter.

Anger burned in its ice-blue pupils, and it roared, charging towards the hunters.

"Neh, I knew it wouldn't be that easy. That's why I don't like to bring shit!" Gale cursed as he raised the [Fire Dragon Destroying Cannon], ready to shoot.

Hayata drew his sword before her and rushed towards the Ice Fang Dragon. "I will entangle it, you continue to chase the leader Fengpiaolong, don't let it get away!"

"learn!"

Gail turned the gun and locked onto the leader Fengpialong not far away.

In fact, they still have some worries in their hearts.

The other Wind Drifting Dragon has not yet appeared, probably because it is entangled by the sandstone and pandan.

One of them is a melee cat that specializes in defense, and the other is a healing cat that is good at treatment and support. If Fengpiaosaurus chooses to fight head-on, he might be worn down to death by the two of them.

But if the Wind Dragon is determined to run away, the hunting cats may not be able to stop it.

How chaotic would the scene be when three large monsters squeeze into this not-so-spacious cave?
We have to kill one first! As long as the leader Fengpiaolong is dead, the other Fengpiaolong should also leave.

At that time, they could assign one person to lure the Ice Fang Dragon away first, while the other would quickly peel it off, and then they could cover each other and evacuate!

"Gale! Go help Sandstone and the others and block that Wind Drifting Dragon!"

Gale shouted, his hands moving non-stop, and he emptied a magazine of flame bullets with rapid fire. When he was about to reload, he found that the leader Feng Piaolong was about to run away again.

Without thinking, he loaded two armor-piercing grenades into the crossbow chamber, raised his hand and fired the flying claw, flying towards Feng Piaolong's face.

"Run!"

She put the muzzle of the gun against the leader Feng Piaolong's head and pulled the trigger hard.

With a dull "bang!", the armor-piercing grenade fired at close range penetrated deeply into Feng Pialong's eye socket, causing its head to buzz.

Gale then released his claws, flipped backwards to get away, and pulled the trigger again.

The second armor-piercing grenade accurately hit the first one before it could explode. The two grenades exploded together. The huge impact force swept through the leader Feng Piaolong's brain and blew him down from mid-air.

After landing, Gale did not immediately attack the fallen leader Feng Piaolong, but loaded the shotgun as quickly as possible and turned to rush to another battle group.

"Hayata!"

Hayata glanced behind him from the corner of his eye.

With staggered steps, Yi Jianqie narrowly avoided the old Ice Fang Dragon's incredibly fast pounce, then immediately turned around and rushed towards the fallen Wind Drifting Dragon.

The Ice Fang Dragon tried to chase, but Gale, who had come to change positions, hit it in the face with a shotgun at close range, forcing it to retreat temporarily.

Hayata rushed to the side of the fallen leader Feng Piaoluo, sheathed his sword, and injected all the sword energy accumulated since the start of the battle into it at once.

"Kamui Iai!"

With a light shout, the sword flashed and cut through the frost armor under Feng Piaolong's neck, severing its throat.

(End of this chapter)