Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

Chapter 1447 Pot Explosion Bomb!
"Hey, meow!"

Zhuchop struggled to take out a huge earthenware jar from the backpack at Liefeng's side. The jar was taller than the whole cat.

This earthenware jar is much thicker than ordinary water storage jars. The mouth of the jar is sealed, and a fuse as long as a finger is inserted on the top.

It looks like a strange bomb barrel.

This is the explosive called "pot bomb", which was originally the secret weapon of the strange-faced tribe of the New World. Because Pig Chop has a good relationship with the king of the strange-faced tribe, he specifically asked for the recipe.

Pig Chop rarely uses this thing, because in most cases, throwing bombs are more flexible and easy to use.

But the pot-explosive bomb also has its advantages. When dealing with huge monsters, the continuous killing effect of the pot-explosive bomb is amazing.

For this battle, Zhucho specially adjusted the formula of the kettle bomb, adding many strange combustion aids and explosives, which increased the power of the kettle bomb by more than one level.

The disadvantage is that its stability is slightly lower than the original version. In order to avoid it exploding halfway through ignition, Pork Chop had to customize a larger and heavier earthenware jar as a container.

This makes the pot bomb more than twice as heavy as the regular version, and someone like Xianglan who is not strong enough may not be able to lift it.

He stuffed the pot bomb into Babaka's hand, then Pork Chop half-stuck his body into Liefeng's backpack and continued searching.

"Gakakaga!" Looking at the smooth body of the new version of the pot bomb in his arms, Babaka let out a dissatisfied yell.

What are the most important totem patterns? What about carvings and decorations that symbolize power? !

"Those will only destroy the integrity and reduce the firmness of the jar, meow!" Pig Chop said as he took out another pot bomb and swayed a few steps before he could stand firm.

"The charge is what matters meow, the appearance doesn't matter meow!"

"Kacha!" Babaka retorted, jumping up and down.

In this regard, as a member of the strange-faced tribe, it appears to be particularly persistent.

Gail, who came to Liefeng to exchange ammunition, heard the quarrel between the two little guys and took out a box of bright red oil paint from somewhere.

He dipped his finger in it and quickly drew a few lines on the pork chop and the babaka's face.

He picked up the pork chop's claws, dipped them in oil paint, and then stamped a bunch of cat paw prints on the body of the pot bomb like a stamp.

"This totem is called 'The Power of Cat'. Even the King of the Strange-Faced Tribe will have to recognize it. Come on, come on!"

Gail smeared the remaining paint on his face twice, gave them a thumbs up, picked up the ammunition box, turned around and ran away.

"Quack!"

Pork Chop was still a little stunned, but Babaka seemed to be energized. He raised the heavy pot bomb above his head and charged towards the red dragon without fear.

Pig's beard shuddered, quickly picked up his pot bomb and chased after him.

The two little guys crawled under the red dragon, moving with it, waiting for the opportunity.

Gordon, who was in the front, fought and retreated with the cooperation of Feng Ying, and finally led the red dragon to the vicinity of the trap area.

The crosshairs of Anshil's crossbow were also aimed at the explosives buried by the pork chop on the top of the cave, but he did not pull the trigger immediately.

They all knew that they had to create a loophole.

Otherwise, with the red dragon's reaction and speed, the few seconds from the explosion to the falling rocks would be enough for it to escape danger.

"Start meowing!"

Under the red dragon, near the chest, Pig Chop and Babaka together drew the fuse of the pot bomb.

The short fuse burned out in the blink of an eye, and soon, large amounts of hot sparks spewed out of the kettle bomb, rising higher and higher.

If it were normal times, just light the fuse of the bomb and run away.

But at this time, neither Pig Chop nor Babaka put the pot bomb down, but raised it as high as possible and aimed the erupting column of sparks at the red dragon's chest.

The heat and light from below caught the red dragon's attention.

Just as it was about to lower its head, Gordon and Feng Ying launched a desperate attack.

Kettle bombs are different from ordinary explosives. In essence, they are more like fireworks used to celebrate festivals, causing damage through continuous ejection of high-temperature flames and sparks.

At the beginning of ignition, the power of the kettle bomb is very ordinary.

But as time goes by, after the explosives in the kettle bomb are completely ignited, the sparks will become more and more dense and the temperature of the flame will become higher and higher.

If the user is brave enough, he can hold the pot of explosives, chase the monster and continuously spray at a certain position.

If the monster does not resist or move, within nearly half a minute of spraying time, the flames of the pot bomb will be enough to burn through the scales of many large monsters, and it is not surprising that even the internal organs will be singed.

But this time the opponent is the Red Dragon.

Even a reinforced version of the pot bomb is unlikely to cause serious damage to the former.

However, as long as the red dragon reveals a flaw due to the severe pain, their goal will be achieved.

Gordon waved the sword and almost got close to the red dragon's nose.

All they needed to do now was to hold back the Red Dragon, giving Pig Chop and Babaka the opportunity to continuously spray the Red Dragon's chest with pot bombs, causing unbearable pain.

Seeing that the hunter had already squeezed to his mouth, the red dragon temporarily ignored the burning pain in his chest and opened his huge mouth to bite.

Gordon, who was well prepared, used a special knife-sheathing posture (brave return) and slid backwards to avoid the attack.

Seeing that the red dragon was about to bite empty, it turned its head and took another bite.

Gordon, who was not going to retreat any further, blocked Dragon Fang in one go, then took advantage of the momentum to swing down with his greatsword, launching a powerful counterattack.

"Really charged attack!"

[Don't Move] The greatsword slashed heavily at the tip of the red dragon's nose. As the blade tore through the flesh and blood, dragon-attribute energy exploded.

Even for the Red Dragon, the power of this sword was not pleasant.

It howled angrily, and energy flames gathered in its mouth, ready to give Gordon a taste of his own medicine.

Another figure leaped up from behind Gordon.

Using the axe handle as a pry bar, Feng Ying leaped into the air with the axe, then swung the huge axe filled with energy and chopped it down.

"Super! Solution!"

The high-speed rotating hot axe blade slammed into the top of the red dragon's head, causing the red dragon's head to sink downward, and even the half-prepared energy flame was suppressed.

The energy stored in the bottle burst out in one breath, flowing along the red dragon's head and neck to its back, causing a series of explosions.

Gordon Fengying's consecutive heavy blows bought the pig chops nearly ten seconds.

Under the continuous spraying of two sets of pot bombs, the high temperature enough to melt steel penetrated the scales and burned the red dragon's chest.

It howled in pain, stood up, and while trying to escape the attacks from below, it was also ready to strike hard at the hunters.

The light of the energy flame gathered in its mouth again.

"Now, meow!" Pig Chop, holding up the pot of bombs, meowed loudly.

Long before it raised its voice to remind him, Ansel, who had been waiting for this opportunity for a long time, had already pulled the trigger.

A flame bomb accurately hit the fuse left by the pork chop on the top of the cave.

The extremely short fuse burned out instantly, and with a series of dull explosions, thousands of tons of rock broke away from the rock wall and fell towards the red dragon directly below.

The red dragon, who was about to exhale, noticed the movement coming from above his head, and quickly stopped exhaling, trying to avoid the falling rocks.

However, the standing posture was not suitable for it to move. As soon as it took a step, the falling boulder knocked it to the ground.

(End of this chapter)