MTL - Monster Hunt: Notes From a Hunter-Chapter 714 former god

  Chapter 714 Once God

   (it’s getting better, coded chapters will come out at night, there will be no more at night, normal updates will resume tomorrow)

  Leaving the temple and returning to the village, the frightening suspension bridge doesn't seem so scary anymore.

  The hunters were about to go back to the Isana and set off with the piles of ammunition, only to find that the cart carrying the ammunition had been dragged to the entrance of the village by everyone in the brigade, which saved some trouble.

Chef Meow, who was carrying a big iron pot on his back, was the first to jump out, and he waved his long sleeves, "Come on meow, cook a super delicious meal and wait for you to come back meow, this is the so-called maternal love !"

   Aiden secretly poked the pork chop with his elbow, bent down and asked in a low voice, "Mother's love? So Chef Meow is a mother?"

   "You know meow?" Piggy looked at him in surprise, "Aunt it"

"Meow!"

  The flying shovel hit the pork chop on the forehead.

  The glasses kanban girl wearing a green shawl and Hayata gently hugged each other.

   "I didn't expect that there would be a day when the ecology of the ancient dragon species would be recorded in my notebook." Sophia smiled softly, "You must return safely as usual, and then tell me the story about the Sky Dragon."

  The craftsman and apprentice walked in front of Fengying, and processed Fengying's shoulder armor, "How do you feel? Is there anything else that needs to be adjusted?"

  Isana wandered back and forth, helping Fengying check the strap buckle up and down, "Huh? You didn't tie the knot?"

   "Only, I won't tie the knot!"

  The old dragon-human businessman helped Anshir put the cart on Gale Feng, and patted the cart full of ammunition, "There are as many ammunition props as there are mountains. Use all your strength and firepower!"

   "Nong, share these with everyone." The head of the brigade handed a package to Gordon, "The old man in the village entrusted me to deliver it."

   "What?" Gordon opened the package curiously, and then was slightly taken aback.

  Ancient Secret Potion, Demon Potion G, Hardening Potion G, Robbery Potion G

  All of them are the highest-grade medicines. Without special channels, it is difficult to buy them even in big cities.

  The head of the brigade folded his arms and said with a smile: "There is more than one pharmacy master in the village, and they also want to do something.

   Defending the homeland is not just the hunter's job. "

   "Isn't it just the hunter's job? I understand, leader, please help us convey our thanks."

   "I'll thank you when I get back." The team leader said with a smile.

   "Okay!" Gordon distributed these precious medicines to his companions according to the needs.

   "After the victory returns, we will thank ourselves."

  The distance between the restricted area and Sinard Village is less than ten kilometers.

   But these ten kilometers make the hunters feel like they have come to another world.

  If the sky in Sinard Village is just a little cloudy, the neighborhood seems to be shrouded in a sandstorm. It is clearly in the morning, but it is as dark as the night.

   Looking around, there are strange mountains entangled with giant vines and relic boulders, chaotic but solid, like a lair woven by some mysterious monster.

  The entrance to the restricted area is right in front of you.

   "Take a quarter of an hour's rest and check the equipment and weapons for the last time." Gordon put on a scarf to cover his mouth and nose, and gave instructions in a deep voice.

  There is no real novice in the two teams, everyone is silently preparing.

  After quickly completing a series of inspections, Gordon came to the boulder blocking the only entrance and exit of the restricted area.

  There is a pattern engraved on the boulder, which is exactly the same as the divine pattern on the rock wall of the temple. I don't know what it symbolizes.

   However, the pattern was not complete, a huge crack stretched across it, dividing it into two.

   Julius came, frowning at the cracked boulder.

   "What's wrong?" Gordon asked after noticing the strange look on the former.

   "I approached this side for reconnaissance once before, and the pattern, or divine pattern, was complete, but now it's cracked."

   "It was complete before?" Gordon was slightly surprised.

  He never doubted Julius's eyes. After thinking for a while, he said: "Do you remember what the monk said just now? He said that 'the seal of the forbidden ground has been lifted'. Could this pattern be the so-called 'seal'?"

"possible."

  Julius nodded, "Leaving aside the belief in 'wind' for now, the great monks of all ages may really have some 'special' powers.

   Otherwise, many things are really difficult to explain. "

  Partners who have completed the final preparation work one after another gathered together.

  Anshir looked at the huge rock with a diameter of several meters, and asked, "So, how do we get in?"

   "You can try blasting me next time." Piggy took out two detonators, "I prepared a lot of gunpowder this time too!"

   "Not in a hurry." Gordon looked carefully at the huge rock, "I always feel that this thing may not be as strong as we thought, otherwise the monk should remind us."

   "Perhaps that guy is just out of his mind, forgot?" Feng Ying muttered.

  Gordon ignored her and pressed his hand on the cracked boulder. Before he could exert any force, the huge rock completely cracked and scattered into pieces all over the ground.

  Julius narrowed his eyes slightly, "It's really interesting."

  Gordon moved his shoulder joints, "Everyone, are you ready?"

  Hayatta, Will, and three hunting cats came to the passage one after another.

"Set off!"

  The moment you stepped into the restricted area, the sun and the sound of the wind disappeared together.

  It was replaced by a boundless dark sky and overwhelming scales.

  The weeds on the ground are withered and yellow, and it seems that they have been dead for a long time. On the ancient stone pagoda, most of the weathered prayer flags are floating feebly. Everything around reveals an ominous atmosphere.

  With a pinprick-like sense of sight, Gordon turned to a dark corner. He was sure that something was lurking in that completely opaque shadow.

   "Here it comes."

  Ghost drug G, forced drug G, hardening drug G

  The hunters began to pour potions into their mouths one after another. No amount of preparation was too much to face the creatures of the ancient dragon species.

   Throwing away the potion bottle, Gordon pulled down his helmet and stared into the darkness.

   "Wooooooh—"

  The black air flow is agitating, and the scales are flying, but the sound is not the sound of the wind, but a low howling similar to wailing, which makes the scalp numb.

  The sense of gaze from the darkness haunts them all the time.

   "Tsk, pretending to be a ghost." Gordon was a little impatient. He stared at the darkness and actively released his momentum.

  This obvious provocative action stimulated the existence in the shadow. It flapped its wings, and the black airflow and scale powder covering its body were blown away, revealing its true body hidden underneath.

  A dazzling golden-white light filled the hunters' field of vision.

  The fifteen- to six-meter-long body is not huge, but it is very well-proportioned. The combination of vigorous limbs and strong wing claws gives people a strange sense of coordination.

  It paced slowly, looking at the intruding hunters.

  When its eyes fell on Hayatta, certain memories from the "previous life" were touched.

  The golden-white ancient dragon let out a low growl, fluttered its wings, flew over the heads of the hunters, and then quickly climbed to a height of nearly 100 meters.

  It spread its wings suddenly, as if it had turned into the sun, and the golden-white glow shone across the ground.

   Julius' pupils constrict.

  The pattern on the stone wall of the temple, the pattern on the giant rock that was sealed with a foothold, overlapped with the golden and white ancient dragon spreading its wings in front of it.

   "It turns out that the divine pattern depicts this guy?"

  A flash of surprise flashed in Julius' mind.

  The gods once believed in are the source of all disasters. The first monk who discovered the truth is leading the dragon people to resist and finally "seal" it.

  The "wind" that blows away scale powder has since become a new belief of the Sinard people.

  This is what the ancient legends are all about. (Note)

  Looking at the bright sky shining brightly, looking down on all living beings like a god, and waiting for the golden and white ancient dragon who bowed its head and surrendered to the hunters, Gordon felt disgust for no reason.

   This guy is not a sun that tears the darkness, but casts a cold light that covers the shadows of the earth.

   "It's really disgusting." Gordon took the lead and pulled out the big sword.

  Tachi, double swords, and the sound of sharp blades unsheathed sounded one after another.

   "It's a monster after all." Will snorted coldly, and he raised his spear and erected his large shield.

  As the main avant-garde spearman, launch a shield charge and take the lead in the charge.

  Ps.

   I never thought that Tianbailong would give people any "sacred aesthetic feeling" (Lanmei is almost the same), this thing excludes color, and it is properly in the shape of a demon + gargoyle—

   Coupled with the existence of Black Corrosion Dragon and Oreo, it gives people the feeling of a devil in angel skin.

   The people of Sinard Village are quite confused from the legends, to the poems, and then to the elders and monks' descriptions about the Tianlailong.

   At one moment it was described as "light", and it was engraved in the temple for worship, and at another moment it became the chief culprit of the disaster, and it was kept secret.

   It is interpreted here as "a former god", and it should be reasonable to be able to combine these two attitudes.

  (end of this chapter)