hunt and eat

The light white arm slid horizontally, and the bow and knife instantly kissed the neck of the sand lion whose figure suddenly dropped.

The carotid artery was severed with great precision, and a large amount of blood sprayed into the air unstoppably.

The sand lion wailed, covered his neck with his hands, and retreated back in an extremely twisted manner.

After fighting several times in succession, it deeply understood that the female "upright ape" in front of it was an out-and-out monster.

Even if there are more terrifying monsters on the other side of the desert, they can't care about so much right now.

Thinking of this, the sand lion turned around and ran away.

However, Nia would not let the prey she got get away just like that.

Even Nia, who couldn't be more amiable, is still a hunter after all.

In the process of hunting, there will never be the slightest sympathy or intolerance.

Not intending to take even a step, Nia just slowly removed the heavy crossbow [Frost Floating Rose] behind her, and pulled the trigger bit by bit.

The bow knife [Gao Xianshi] was gently placed on the bowstring at the top.

One thing that needs to be explained is that the overall structure of the Frost Piao heavy crossbow is mainly divided into upper and lower layers. The upper part is the special bowstring trajectory for arrows, and the lower part is the special channel for various guns and ammunition.

Many hunters of the older generation have criticized why this thing is not simply called a gun or a cannon, but considering that some heavy crossbows still have a bowstring structure, and most of the heavy crossbows are still a double structure of a bowstring and a gun , so the Hunter Guild ultimately failed to pass this proposal.

However, some senior people have revealed that in the near future, the light or heavy crossbows that only use ammunition may be renamed light/heavy crossbows.

Leaving aside these digressions, Nia looked at the direction in which the sand lion was escaping, and raised the heavy crossbow in her hand little by little.

A pair of beautiful eyes instantly narrowed into a crescent shape.

In the next second, with a bang, the bow and knife [Gao Xianshi] instantly turned into a ball of black light, spinning and shooting towards the sand lion's back.

But at this time, the sand lion didn't even notice the coming danger.

The already extremely sharp bow and knife, coupled with the accelerated ejection of the heavy crossbow, passed through the sand lion's neck extremely easily.

puff~

After running more than ten meters in succession, the headless corpse collapsed to the ground.

The sand lion's head landed on the ground, with a hint of confusion.

Without even realizing what happened, this monster that also had a place in the desert was already decapitated.

Stepping closer, Nia picked up the bow and knife [Gao Xianshi] that was still shining coldly from the ground. Looking at the body of the sand lion, Niya sighed in her heart.

Once upon a time, any snow lion king could easily kill him, even he didn't even have the power to resist.

However, only a few months later, even facing the even stronger Sand Lion, he didn't feel the slightest pressure.

The change in mentality and strength made her no longer have the slightest fear of this kind of monster.

"Time flies so fast." Niya glanced at her side and rushed into the pile of monsters excitedly, raised a knife in her hand and fell on the ancient pagoda that had been slaughtered indiscriminately, and shook her head helplessly.

Burning text

"Nia, come quickly, I killed a lot of small shield crabs!"

From a distance, Weiwei's startled voice came.

Nia looked curiously, and saw that the tall red-haired girl was very excitedly filling the sack beside her with one small shield crab after another.

Coincidentally, every shield crab has her unique cat head pattern on her forehead.

Speaking of this...

Nia looked helplessly at her bow and knife [Gao Xianshi].

On the back of the bow, there is also an almost identical head of a smiling cat.

Well, although it is indeed cute, I always feel that it is a bit embarrassing to engrave it on a weapon.

The traditionalist Nia thought so.

……

Chapter 17 The original cat hunter, the fury of the rust steel dragon

"Jihe Erlian!"

The Taotie Taidao slashed two vertical and horizontal slashes one after another, and Guta sent a Huang Sulongwang flying in front of him with a few hits.

Seeing that the opponent was still angry, just as he was about to make up the knife, he was robbed by Qiao Qiao at the side.

Accompanied by Ai Lumao's vertical leap, the short sword in his hand pierced Huang Sulongwang's eye socket exactly.

Turning the hilt of the sword with all his strength, Qiaoqiao stabbed the dagger in with difficulty.

Huang Sulongwang, who was struggling violently, shook his head vigorously, while jumping and rolling, making Ai Lumao, who was holding the dagger hilt, instantly experience the feeling of a roller coaster.

Half a minute later, as Huang Sulongwang died completely, the ashen-faced Qiao Qiao fell to the ground with a bang, looking at the dark sky above his head with a prostrated face.

"Congratulations, you have won the first kill in your hunter career."

Gu Ta walked to Qiao Qiao's side with a smile, and with a casual punch, directly blasted away a disoriented Huang Sulong beside him.

For every newcomer who has just embarked on the hunter's path, killing a monster with his own hands for the first time, also known as the first kill, often has extraordinary meaning.

All fear, confusion, and tension will disappear with the first killing.

After that, the desire for hunting will become the only desire buried in the hearts of hunters, or the only two, because a small number of hunters are rushing to eat.

This statement may sound a little morbid, but the fact is that most of the reasons that support every hunter's initial pursuit of hunting are not justice and love.

On the contrary, because hunters sound handsome, monster materials are old and valuable, want to become a swordsman with gorgeous moves (cross this out), and other reasons, newcomers who choose to become hunters account for the majority every year.

"I just picked up on the omissions, I'm sorry."

Qiao Qiao clasped her hands a little ashamedly, not daring to look at the ancient pagoda.

"It's not bad. Most new hunters don't have the ability to aim at weak points like you."

Guta said sincerely.

Although due to the limitation of the race, his own strength is seriously insufficient, but Jojo's insight into the monster's weakness is still very precise, and basically every hit can directly hit the target's weak point.

but……

Guta glanced at the dagger held in Elumao's hand, and frowned slightly.

"Jojo, let me tell you the truth, you are not suitable for using a sword."

Hearing this, Qiao Qiao's naive little face was full of confusion.

"It's because I'm too weak..."

"No."

Guta shook his head, and said straightforwardly, "Didn't you realize that your claws can't hold the hilt of the sword at all."

Qiao Qiao looked at her little paw, and was silent for a while.

"Whether it's a sword or a knife, most of the weapons used by our hunters are originally designed for humans. For other non-human races, they are far from the best choice."

Guta looked at Jojo's tightly clenched cat paws and sighed.

"Jojo, you need to find a fighting style that is really suitable for Elle cats, not just imitating human hunters."

"I know it's hard, but..."

A strange look flashed in Guta's eyes, and he said seriously: "If you really want to become the first Elu cat hunter in history, then this is the hurdle you must pass."

"Then, you will become the original origin of all cat hunters, just like the hunter of Kokot Village who cut off the true red horn."

Qiao Qiao's ears suddenly perked up, and his small face was trembling because of being too excited.

"I... I will succeed meow!"

"Well, I believe it."

Guta said with a smile.

Qiao Qiao is the one I have seen in a real sense, the most desperate existence in order to become a hunter, and the one I have seen who is the farthest away from the hunter's dream.

But so what?

How can people's dreams stop because of the remoteness of reality?

As long as you don't stop, the road will continue to extend.

Until the day when the so-called reality and secular views are completely shattered.

Ah... so exciting~

Looking at Elumao whose eyes became more determined, Guta had a sudden premonition in his heart.

Perhaps, not long after, I will witness a miracle with my own eyes.

If there is such a day, the loneliness that I belong to the traverser alone may be diluted a lot.

After all, compared with those guys who wrote legends, he is just another miracle with a little special.

interesting~

Guta shrugged, turned and rushed towards the other earth sand dragon in the crowd.

The hunter over there failed to stop it, so he had to go up.

In the next second, dozens of black saber wheels fell from the sky and slammed into the body of Tushalong who was about to approach the village wall.

The slash mixed with frost and cold air disintegrated the mud on the surface of the earth sand dragon in an instant, and ruthlessly pierced into the opponent's body.

【Ice-Cold Blades Rotation】

Crack~squeak~

The ice layer shattered, and the flesh and blood were separated.

The figure of the ancient pagoda was completely wrapped in layers of black gluttony gas, appearing on the side of Tushalong's body like a black phantom.

The next moment, the black-red blade was pulled out of the scabbard little by little.

【居合?飓风连斩】

Dozens of slashes flew out in an instant, turning into chaotic black lines, hitting Tushalong's side and back in unison.

The scarlet blood color took away all the colors of the world at that moment.

The monstrous waves of blood mixed with suppressed roars, scattered all over the ground.

The surrounding hunters backed away, looking in awe at the figure standing there with a dagger in hand, singing in blood.

Under that person, the dragon-shaped earth sand dragon was already dead, and the messy flesh and mud covered almost every inch of the ground where he stood.

……

at the same time

Along the direction when the monster tide came, there was a desert about two hundred kilometers away.

A ferocious giant dragon with a rusty iron color and a huge wingspan descended from the sky.

The carapace like metal armor is all over the body, and the copper-colored beak-shaped mouth sprays out a few faintly visible hurricanes from time to time.

Ancient dragon species-Steel Dragon, alias: Wind Dragon.

An ancient dragon species capable of freely manipulating hurricanes and possessing excellent flying abilities.

And this one in front of him is no ordinary steel dragon.

The steel dragon's shell has similar properties to metal, and will gradually oxidize and rust over time.

Usually at this time, they need to take off the outer rusty carapace little by little.A steel dragon in this state is also called a rusty steel dragon.

During this period, due to the severe pain caused by the molt, the Rusty Steel Dragon will show far more ferocity than usual, and the degree of danger will also increase greatly.

"Roar" (Daora, where did you hide?)

In the desert at night, Rusty Steel Dragon Kushao roared loudly.

Although Daora is a young steel dragon born only 300 years ago, he is the only real relative of the rusty steel dragon Kushao.

Every hundred years, when the rust-steel dragon Kusao prepares to shed his skin in an extremely cold place, he will come here to meet his old friends.

Because of the terrifying coercion of the ancient dragon, the surrounding monsters are often frightened, and they can't help but flee in the opposite direction when it came, that is, the direction of the Dede Desert.