MTL - Monster Hunt: Notes From a Hunter-Chapter 626 wolf from hell

   "A brilliant red stone?"

   All her energy was devoted to interpreting the stone inscriptions. Ms. Duda, who didn't notice that Gordon had returned, raised her head and repeated her question again, "You mean the red stone?"

   "It's meow, that's meow!"

  Pork Chop took out a red stone from the package and held it in front of Duda.

   "This is very interesting." Duda stared at the ore and muttered to himself.

   "What? Are these red ores mentioned in the inscription?" Anshir asked, turning his head.

  Duda stroked the brightly colored ore with his fingertips.

  "In the description of the prayer ceremony, there is a mention of a ceremony that will use a 'dark red stone' as a decoration, and that symbolizes a 'comet'.

   If I guessed correctly, it must be this kind of ore. "

   "Does it symbolize a comet?" Gordon whispered.

  In recent days, the word "red malevolent star" has been echoed in my ears too many times, and when I hear a comet, I will naturally associate it.

"These ores must be collected and brought back to the Dragon Consciousness Ship for further analysis and research. I also found some meaningful things in the inscriptions here. I will interpret and record them as soon as possible." Ms. Du Da briefly added , and continued to turn his attention back to those inscriptions.

  Gordon nodded, no longer disturbing the work of the archaeologists, and no longer going out for a stroll, but eating and resting on the spot to recover his strength.

  The investigation team composed of scholars and hunters spent more than an hour peacefully in this way.

   Gordon, who was resting against the wall, yawned secretly, while Anshir checked again, counting the ammunition and props he carried with him.

   "Wow?!" Lie Feng lying behind Ms. Du Da, sticking out his tongue, suddenly raised his head, his triangular ears stood up vigilantly.

  The pork chop also sniffed a few times from left to right, and the hair on the tip of the tail exploded.

  Noticing the reaction of the Tooth Hound and Elle, Gordon and the others knew without asking that something was approaching.

   "Azimuth, distance, can you tell what kind of monster it is?" Gordon asked in a low voice.

  Anshir said directly to Ms. Duda: "There is a monster coming, we evacuate immediately."

   "Huh? There is less than a quarter left, give me another 20 minutes, no, just 15 minutes!" The archaeologist who was immersed in the ancient text was obviously not very clear-headed.

   "Gale."

   "Wow!" Lie Feng grabbed Ms. Du Da's clothes directly in his mouth and threw her onto his back.

   "It's very close meow, the movement is very small meow! It feels like a monster like the Velociraptor, walking without making a sound, meow! The breath is very dangerous, very dangerous meow!" Zhupa spoke quickly.

  It sniffed carefully again, "Meow from the west, it came from the west!"

   Gordon frowned.

  An ordinary five-star dangerous monster, it is already difficult for Pig Chop to give a "very dangerous" evaluation, let alone when he and Anshir are by his side.

   It should be a high-level monster.

   When fighting against monsters of this level, the two six-star hunters must work hard, and they probably have no time to care about the safety of the scholars.

  So he stopped hesitating and shouted softly: "Gaiefeng stood by with Ms. Du Da on his back, waiting for us to attract the attention of that monster.

  Once we heard the news that we were in contact with the monster, Gale immediately retreated at full speed with Ms. Duda on his back, and rushed back to the Dragon Consciousness Ship, understand? "

   "Wow!"

   "Then what do you do?" Ms. Du Da, who finally came back to her senses, asked nervously.

   "We will find a way to get out." Anshir said, putting on the helmet.

  Gordon directly poured the ghost medicine and hardening medicine, and then pulled off the visor of the Tyrannosaurus rex armor.

  He believed in Zhu Chop's judgment. Ordinary monsters, even six-star dangerous monsters, would not make Zhu Chop so fearful.

  Seven stars? Or, more dangerous? !

   "Let's go." Gordon snorted.

   Two people and one cat walked quietly towards the entrance and exit of the ruins.

   Tens of seconds later, they came near the entrance and exit. Gordon, the avant-garde, did not rush out of the ruins, but leaned his back against the wall and looked out through the cracks in the wall.

  Due to the limited viewing angle, he didn't find any trace of the monster, but he didn't dare to relax his vigilance at all.

  Even he, whose perception is far inferior to that of Ai Lu and Fang Hound, can still feel the oppressive atmosphere in the air at this time.

   Undoubtedly, a formidable enemy.

  He thought for a while, and made two gestures to Anshir.

  Anshir nodded, went to the corner, unfolded the heavy crossbow and set it up, ready to cover Gordon's actions at any time, but his finger was not directly hooked on the trigger.

   Before the hostility of the monster has been determined, it is very unwise to attack and anger the monster first.

  Although some monsters are powerful, they are not very aggressive. As long as you don't deliberately attract their attention, it is not difficult to retreat calmly.

   The monster that wants to approach the ruins belongs to this category

  The hunters took such a chance, but the vigilance level in their hearts has already been raised to the highest level.

  Gordon gestured again, took a deep breath, and walked out of the ruins slowly.

   Compared with reckless sprinting, this slow walking method is less likely to stimulate monsters.

  Gordon's nerves were tense, and a few shimmering crimson butterflies floated in front of him.

  For some reason, these butterflies, which were no bigger than half a palm even with their wings spread, made him feel dangerous.

  He trusts his instincts.

  There are situations, be careful.

  Gordon made two gestures again, reminding Anshir and Pig Chop to be careful of these inconspicuous insects.

  Actually, even if he didn't remind them, Anshir and the others would not ignore these seemingly weak butterflies—how could ordinary butterflies glow red?

   Seeing that the butterfly did not intend to continue approaching, Gordon was slightly relieved, and quickly searched around, but still failed to find anything.

   "Smell, it seems to be meowing in the place where the ore was just dug." Pig Chop whispered.

  Gordon nodded, and a group of people walked along the corner of the wall, slowly heading towards the rock wall where the ore vein was found before.

  More crimson butterflies are gathering here, and they land in groups on the cracks in the veins and the ore debris on the ground.

  The red light on the wings is indefinite.

  Gordon forced himself to move his attention away from the eye-catching butterflies, and was alert to every movement around him.

   "Meow there!"

  Gordon suddenly looked up, and at the top of the ruins, a giant beast was squatting quietly, overlooking them.

  The color of the carapace almost blended with the pitch-black masonry, making it look like a part of the relic building, and because of this, the hunters didn't notice its existence in the first place.

  It has a broad chest and strong limbs. Its body structure is compact. The back and joints of the limbs are dotted with pale hair, which makes its almost pure black body more majestic.

  The monster in front of me is familiar yet unfamiliar.

   But in any case, it will not be that kind of good-tempered existence, and it is obviously impossible to retreat easily.

   Gordon put his hand on the hilt of his sword.

  Anshir also raised the muzzle, and whispered two words, "Thunder Wolf Dragon? Overlord?"

   "No, it should be some kind of subspecies." Gordon glanced at the crimson butterflies.

   Has the symbiotic relationship with the Lightning Insect changed?

  The pitch-black behemoth jumped up and landed in front of the hunters. It raised its head to the sky and let out a terrifying roar.

   "Aww—"

  As if they had heard the order, the red butterflies left the mine veins one after another, fluttered and landed on the back of the giant beast, and burrowed into the cracks in the carapace.

  The next second, a fine red arc flashed, wrapping its pitch-black carapace and claws, like a wolf from hell.

   "Dragon attribute energy?!"

  Ps. Haven’t surpassed Dragon Flash yet, eh

  (end of this chapter)