Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

Chapter 1350 Yeah——!
The dry and bony tentacles and the greatsword collided again.

In terms of hardness, these alienated limbs cannot compare with the Inscription Greatsword.

The golden sword that had chopped off countless monsters' heads easily broke through the skin and embedded itself deeply into it.

The force carried by the tentacles, especially the constantly vibrating force, is also transmitted into the hunter's body along the sword body and hilt.

With every impact, Gordon felt as if his body was about to be shattered, his muscles and joints were screaming, and blood was gushing up uncontrollably.

Even with his physique, it would be impossible for him to withstand such attacks repeatedly without falling down.

But the existence of [Crazy Mark] changed all that.

When completely liberated, the power protection provided by [Mad Mark] far exceeds the limit of what the human body can bear. Even the simplest sword swing can tear the muscles apart.

His hands, which should have been relaxed due to the repeated shocks, were now tightly clamped on the hilt like steel welded together, and with a slight squeaking sound, they seemed to be trying to break the hilt.

Roaring and pushing away the wing limb, Gordon strode forward and made another simple vertical slash.

The gushing dragon blood dyed the black armor red, and the [Crazy Pattern] that drank the blood of the ancient dragon became boiling hot.

It was hard to tell whether it was a powerful or evil protection covering his entire body.

The ancient dragon's blood seeped in through the gaps in his armor and fell on his body, and was absorbed in an instant.

Under the influence of this blessing, the dragon blood rich in mysterious energy turned into sweet rain that healed all injuries, continuously repairing his broken muscles and bones, as well as his damaged and bleeding internal organs.

In previous battles, Gordon had never used this protection, which he jokingly called "bloodsucking", so frequently and with such high intensity.

No one knows whether this situation where one's recovery speed collapses because it cannot keep up with the speed of destruction due to cutting a few swords less or absorbing less dragon blood will have some irreversible effects on the body.

But I can’t care about that much now.

Gordon roared and swung down with the greatsword, cutting a new wound on the mysterious ancient dragon's chest, which was already covered with scars.

The mysterious ancient dragon was not willing to be outdone, and raised its body with an angry roar.

Under Hayata's repeated attacks, the only four tentacles left were waving, and scattered and interlaced air columns were swept out.

Facing the counterattack of the mysterious ancient dragon, Gordon advanced instead of retreating.

The moment a column of air swept past him, he took up a courageous stance (y turn), raised his greatsword on his back, protected his sides, and turned in the direction of the air column.

The whole person was like a spinning top that had been whipped, spinning forward with the impact of the air column.

Invisible energy penetrated the sword and shook his body. Blood spurted out of his mouth and flowed down the edge of his mask.

Injuries of this degree are not worth worrying about. Jokingly speaking, after this battle, he couldn't even tell how much of the blood flowing in his body was his own.

"Hey"

As if amused by his own thoughts, Gordon chuckled hoarsely.

Taking advantage of the situation, he passed through the area swept by the air column, drew his sword and gathered strength in front of the monster's chest. After a short period of charging, he roared and swung the sword down.

Feeling the pain, the mysterious ancient dragon stopped shooting and fought back in the most primitive way.

It opened its huge mouth filled with blood and bit towards me with its head tilted sideways.

Physical strength is not the mysterious ancient dragon's strong point. Gordon hoped that it would use more of this kind of moves. With the remaining strength from the high-speed charged slash of the sword, he swung the sword horizontally to face the mysterious ancient dragon's terrifying fangs.

With a powerful sweep, the sword blade and the fang collided with each other.

Both of them took a step back.

"Gah!"

The mysterious ancient dragon did not stop for a moment, roaring and swung out its sharp claws.

"Ha!" Gordon laughed, "You're so tired from biting and scratching that you can't even use a concussion attack?

Then I won’t be polite! "

Gordon raised his greatsword and took a smooth stance. After withstanding the claw attack of the mysterious ancient dragon, he used a powerful charged slash to slash the latter's chest.

The wound tore open and dragon blood gushed out.

Gordon, covered in blood, became even more imposing. He swung his sword with all his might and chased madly.

The mysterious ancient dragon had to retreat continuously. Facing the powerful attack of the hunter, it could not find the opportunity to gather its strength and prepare for a powerful shock attack.

It was suppressed.

“Ji-ya——!”

Unable to accept this result, the mysterious ancient dragon stomped its limbs heavily to stabilize its body, lowered its head to take Gordon's vertical slash, then raised its head with a hissing and pushed the hunter back.

Amid the roar, the ground that had turned into sand began to flow again. The huge body of the mysterious ancient dragon dived into the ground and swam away into the distance.

Gordon realized what it was going to do and shouted a warning, "Feng Ying!"

"learn!"

Before Gordon finished his words, Feng Ying had already flown out.

Relying on her own advantage of being light and flexible, she jumped on the rocky ground that had not yet completely turned into sand, and quickly chased after the mysterious ancient dragon that was trying to distance itself from her.

Hayata followed closely behind.

Red sword energy condensed on the ice blade surrounded by freezing air. Both the Qi training and the cold air had been accumulated to the limit.

She was also waiting for this moment.

Whether or not the mysterious ancient dragon's powerful attack can be interrupted is related to everyone's life. Even if Feng Ying makes a mistake, she can become the last line of insurance.

As if it had sensed the hunters' pursuit, the mysterious ancient dragon swam even faster.

As it approaches the edge of the basin, it breaks out to the surface.

It roared towards the sky, lifted its broken wings upward, and a huge air mass with incredible power was gathering.

Both sides are fighting for these few seconds.

In order to delay the hunters' pursuit, the mysterious ancient dragon stomped on the ground hard, causing continuous explosions in the sand between it and the hunters.

A towering column of sand exploded in front of Feng Ying.

Feng Ying, who only had twenty meters left to reach the mysterious ancient dragon, did not stop. She inserted her sword into her shield and smashed the giant axe to the ground the moment it took shape.

Using the prying motion of the axe handle and the inertia of the charge, she leaped into the air.

When she reached the highest point, she released the Kinsect and leaped forward, covering the last bit of distance.

The Imperial Ice Shield Axe, surrounded by lightning and flying sparks, chopped down from top to bottom, hitting the head of the mysterious ancient dragon.

"Untie your mother!"

It was a bit strange, but with a powerful roar, the heavy axe blade dug deep into the skull of the mysterious ancient dragon and smashed its head to the ground.

The frost energy stored in the bottle burst out in one breath.

A series of ice explosions occurred along the spine and wings of the mysterious ancient dragon.

The mysterious ancient dragon fell to the ground while howling, and the terrifying air mass that was about to form exploded and dispersed, causing Feng Ying, who had just jumped to the ground, to slide back several meters.

"Well done!" Gordon shouted from a distance and pumped his fist vigorously.

If you want to praise someone, you should say it out loud!
Feng Ying stood firmly and laughed, and another figure flashed past her.

Hayata fired its flying claws, leaped onto the mysterious ancient dragon that had fallen to the ground, and climbed onto its back.

Steady your steps and sheath your sword.

The sword energy that had been accumulated for a long time was injected frantically, and then the sword light flashed rapidly.

Kamui Iai!

Sword blade, ice blade, sword energy, cold air, all burst out at once.

A huge gap was cut in the joint of one limb.

The mysterious ancient dragon tried to get up, convulsing all over, and rolled over and fell to the ground again.

Gordon approached quickly, looking at the wing joint in front of him, laughing, stirring up his fighting spirit, and activated the beast soul possession.

It doesn't matter if you don't have time to prepare for a real charged slash, you can draw your sword and prepare for a high-speed charged slash in a very short time.

With the blessing of the beast soul, the power of this attack is equally astonishing.

The greatsword wrapped in blood-colored fighting spirit slashed down, landing accurately on the wound of the wing limb joint.

With the crisp sound of breaking cartilage, the sword head fell to the ground, chopping off the flank limb cleanly and neatly.

"yeah--!"

Feng Ying raised her hands high and cheered.

The wings are important organs for the mysterious ancient dragon to release shock attacks. In this way, even if it can still stand up, the threat level will be greatly reduced.

"Oh shit! Get back!" Gail yelled, leading the heavy crossbowmen into the firing position.

"Blow it up!"

The continuous explosions echoed across the isolated island.

The heavy crossbowmen stopped firing only when the ammunition was emptied and the muzzles were red hot.

When the smoke cleared, the mysterious ancient dragon was no longer moving.

The golden-red dragon eyes, which had never blinked and made people feel uneasy, finally closed.

Gale kicked Sandstone's butt, and Sandstone rolled his eyes. He approached cautiously with the protective shield raised, and after extending his claws to check for a moment, he put down the shield.

"No breath, meow. It must be dead, meow."

Feng Ying sat down on the ground, "Oh my god, it's finally over."

Hayata also breathed a sigh of relief, shook the blood off the blade, and sheathed the sword.

Only Gordon looked a little odd.

Was it because the restrictions had been lifted for too long? Or was it because he had absorbed too much blood of the ancient dragon? Crazy Mark's "appetite" had not disappeared, but had become even stronger.

This guy couldn't be pretending to be dead.
"You guys move back."

Gordon approached slowly, carrying a greatsword. The others looked at each other, but followed the order and stepped aside.

Just at the moment he came in front of the mysterious ancient dragon.

The latter suddenly opened its golden-red eyes, and swung out its only remaining wing, grabbing the hunter fiercely.

Gordon, who was well prepared, picked up the sword at the first moment, unfolded a smooth posture, swung the sword to deflect the attacking wing limb, and then used the momentum to accumulate power, and chopped down with real power.

The inscription sword fell on his forehead. The mysterious ancient dragon, who was trying to stand up with his broken forelimbs supporting his equally broken body, was knocked back down by the sword.

Without screaming or roaring, it just stared at those lifeless golden-red dragon eyes and tried to get up again.

Gordon picked up his greatsword, and the other hunters drew their weapons again and gathered around.

The atmosphere filled with endless madness and greed rose again.

"Come on, continue. I'll accompany you as many times as you want."

Ps.
　This battle ends here. It would be too long to write more (it’s already long). There are mainly three stages:
　　
　
(End of this chapter)