hunt and eat

Chapter 13 Battle of the Frostwing Wind and Wind Dragon

"Pay attention. Although it doesn't have an individual name yet, the difficulty of this frost-winged wind dragon will definitely not be lower than that of an ordinary level [-] disaster beast."

Layton tightly held the huge hammer in his hand, and under his solid muscles, the crackling sound of bones sounded one after another.

"Little guys, do you want to participate?" Layton grinned after glancing at the teenagers beside him.

"If it is a flying dragon, it must be delicious."

Guta didn't seem to have heard Layton's words, but just stared straight at the approaching frost-winged dragon, drooling continuously.

Oh, don't you have any sense of fear?

Immerse yourself completely in your own desires...

This kid is indeed that kind of "monster"!

There was a sigh in his heart, but nothing unusual appeared on Layton's face. He waved his big arm and commanded the long-range strikers in the team to launch an attack.

"Aim at the base of that guy's wings and drag it into the ground!"

Numerous heavy crossbows began to charge and reload, and a few hunters using longbows and light crossbows pointed at the sky alertly, ready to respond at any time.

There is no way, at this distance, only the heavy crossbow can hit it right now.

Three seconds later, countless flying bullets, like meteors all over the sky, hit the frost-winged wind dragon in the sky.

A shrill roar sounded, and a large amount of frost sprayed out from the glands in the chest, wings, and even the tail, freezing the shotguns that approached one after another.

"Continue! It won't be released a second time in a short time!"

Layton shouted loudly.

Sure enough, there was a rain of grenade mixed with a few sharply weakened bows and arrows. The frost-winged wind dragon did not release the frosty air before, and was hit by a large area of ​​its wings, and it was unsteadily transferred to the village under its feet.

"Ordinary people are looking for places to hide, and the rest of the hunters will follow me!"

Layton didn't have the slightest sense of shame for bullying the few, and led the crowd towards the opponent.

It doesn't matter what happens at ordinary times, but once he enters the crusade, he will do everything possible to complete the crusade against the Calamity Beast with the least loss and the highest efficiency.

This is his basic quality as the leader of the hunting group.

"Slash type, destroy its wings for me... Those of the strike type, come with me and destroy the ice bag on the opponent's chest!" Layton roared angrily.

As a special individual of Fengpiaolong, Frostwing Windpiaolong also has a special organ called ice bag in its body, which can produce ultra-low temperature special liquid after reacting with water in the body, and then pass it through the glands outside the body Discharge, forming frost and cold air.

This is also their most threatening method. Ordinary hunters, if they do not take adequate precautions against the cold, may freeze to death instantly when touched.

Therefore, if you want to defeat the Frostwing Wind Drifter, finding a way to destroy its freezing bag is definitely the first priority.

As soon as it landed on the ground, countless slashes landed on the oil film-like wings of the frost-winged wind dragon one after another, and bloody wounds were torn out in an instant.

Feeling the damage to the wing membrane, the furious Frostwing Fengpiaolong opened its mouth wide and bit the young hunter standing beside his neck.

Dressed in snow-white clothes, it was the ancient tower wearing the Snow Lion King suit.

"careful!"

Layton's pupils shrank, and he speeded up again while gritting his teeth.

No way, as a strike type hunter, because of his size and the weight of his weapon, his speed has never been as fast as those purely slash type hunters.

"Ah, are you hungry? I really can't help you..."

Leaning back slightly, Guta avoided being bitten, looked at the pair of big mouths that were close at hand, and casually threw a few dark things into it.

Feeling the foreign object in its mouth, Frostwing Fengpiaolong was slightly taken aback, chewed involuntarily, and then...

A dull explosion came from its mouth.

Accompanied by a whine, the Frostwing Wind Piaolong suddenly opened its mouth wide, and exhaled a large puff of thick black smoke.

The teeth that were originally sharp like jagged teeth were already uneven at this time, and the scarlet tongue was directly missing half.

The few black coal balls that Guta threw just now were the grenade ammunition he had just borrowed from the heavy crossbow hunter to research.

Once it is oppressed by external force, it will explode instantly.

"Good guy!"

Layton frowned, looking at this sudden change, he almost didn't react.

But soon, knowing what he needed to do at this moment, he picked up the sledgehammer again, and jumped a few steps towards the frost-winged wind dragon with its head hanging down.

When passing by Guta, Layton turned his head to look at him on purpose.

"We have to pull this guy into the team, he is definitely the main force of the hunting group in the future."

Layton muttered in his heart, but his hand didn't stop. The heavy hammer made a fierce sound of wind, and landed on the chest of the Frostwing Wind Drifting Dragon.

The Frostwing Wind Piaolong, which suffered a violent blow to its chest, had no chance to release the frosty air it needed to survive again.

Even if he wanted to flap his wings and fly away the group of hateful grasshoppers, he found that at some point, his wing membrane had been nailed to the ground by nooses and long cones, and he couldn't move easily.

The loud and clear dragon cry like a bird of prey rang out again, bringing out waves of sound waves visible to the naked eye, and blowing away all the hunters who were bound together with the ropes on their bodies.

Frostwing Wind Piaolong looked fiercely at the leader Layton and the innocent Guta, and the cold air escaped from his mouth.

It was these two guys who hurt him the most just now, and it has completely hated it.

The cold air was like a dragon's breath, and it spewed straight towards Layton and the ancient tower not far away.

Both of them ran wildly in a circle, leading a large frost trail behind them.

"Remote class, continue!"

"Flashbang ready to shoot!"

Because of Fengpiaolong's excellent eyesight, it is particularly sensitive to all luminous objects. Once it encounters strong light, it will fall into a state of dizziness.

Leader Layton, who is familiar with this point, will naturally not let this weakness go.

However, at the next moment, a sudden change occurred!

The huge beak-shaped beak bit the ancient tower, which was slightly slower, and intense icy air gushed out of the mouth almost at the same time.

"Boy, get out of the way!" Realizing that the target of the attack was not him, Layton suddenly turned around and shouted to remind the boy behind him.

Without responding to the uncle with an incomparably loud voice, or in other words having no time to pay attention to him, Guta bent his legs and jumped up high.

The icy impact brushed against his shoes, and hit the fence not far away, turning into ice lumps in an instant.

However, even though he jumped up to escape the frosty breath, that hideous big mouth was still waiting to take him under the ancient pagoda.

All seemed futile and death was inevitable.

As his body gradually fell towards the ferocious dragon's mouth that was completely opened, his eyes were silent.

The strong breath of death almost drowned all his senses.

At that moment, out of the instinct to survive, all his mind was focused on one thing.

Swing the knife!

The rough bone knife made of unknown bones cut a huge semicircle in midair, and with a frighteningly strong wind, it slashed on the upper jaw of the Frostwing Wind Dragon without any fanfare.

The picture seemed to be still for a moment, but soon, accompanied by the crackling sound of metal cracking, the wide-bladed bone knife in Guta's hand exploded directly.

What exploded at the same time was the upper jaw of the Frost Wing Wind Dragon that broke off in response to the sound.

Chapter 14 The Crusade is Over - The Fall of the Frostwing Wind Drake

Everyone stared blankly at the field.

The Frost Wing Wind Dragon, which had completely lost its upper jaw, pretended to be crazy and attacked the culprit, Guta. The miserable dragon head couldn't even make a sound.

The fragments splashed by the broken bone knife seemed to completely ruin its vocal cords.

The ancient pagoda fell down in a state of embarrassment, kneeling on the ground, gasping for breath.

Just now, he really thought he was going to die.

If there is no such knife.

【Slash LV4】

This is the level of his current slashing skill.

Yes, not LV2, not LV3, but LV4.

His own slashing skills were directly upgraded by two levels.

Guta estimated that it was because the knife that cut the upper jaw of the frost-winged wind dragon had already reached the level of LV4, which was equivalent to a breakthrough, so it was directly fixed at the skill level of LV4 by the system.

This is tantamount to picking up a big deal for nothing.

You know, without the help of the system, if you let him try a hundred times, I'm afraid he won't be able to reproduce the original knife.

Before he had time to rejoice, his scalp felt bursting, and Guta got up and ran away without thinking.

The deadly frost breath struck again, but because of the lack of a palate, the aim was astonishingly poor.

Three meters away, I don't know where to fly.

But even so, with the full blowout again and again, the terrifying cold still dyed everything around it silvery white.

As a matter of course, the exhalation of the wrong head can no longer threaten the slow but extremely agile Guta.

[Agility LV2] This feature was brought into full play in this battle.

"What an astonishing power, and..." Layton silently looked at the completely disabled mouth of the Frostwing Wind Drifter, "What a fierce slash!"

Yes, power and slash.

Layton knew very well that the seemingly fragile beak of the wind dragon was actually no worse than the weapons used by hunters.

And Guta's bone knife is just a knife made from the bones of ordinary toothed beast species, and it looks very aging.

But even under this premise, the young man Guta still slashed the upper jaw of the Frostwing Wind Piaolong.

Not to mention the slash that was completely comparable to a veteran hunter, this power alone was not much inferior to him.

But who is he, and who is he?

Comparing myself, who is one of the top powerhouses among senior hunters, with a half-child who is not even a hunter?

"What a terrifying monster!" Layton sighed sincerely.

Of course, he didn't expect that it was only a few days before Guta got this power.

【Juli LV2】

This is a new attribute that Guta obtained by eating the paw of the green bear beast.

Directly overwrite the original [Juli LV1]

The prompt given by the system at that time was

【Edible Grizzly Bear Paw】

[Eating high-quality ingredients, the extraction effect is slightly enhanced]

[Excellent cooking technique, slightly enhanced extraction effect]

[Extraction ability is improved by a medium range]

【Acquire Juli LV2】

This is undoubtedly a huge harvest for Guta.

Not only because of his own strength that has more than doubled, approaching or even exceeding the strength of the Green Bear Beast itself, but also because he has discovered a channel for improving his ability that suits his heart very well.

In addition to the strength of the monster itself, the degree of cherishment of the ingredients and the cooking technique can all determine the level of the final ability obtained.

Therefore, in the process of hunting those powerful monsters in the future, I have to pay more attention, harvest high-quality ingredients as much as possible, and cook with the utmost cooking techniques,

In this way, even the blue bear beast whose strength is not so outstanding can maximize its own ability.

Of course, by the way, you can also satisfy your appetite, so why not do it?

"Guta, I'll help you!"

Ending the memories of the ancient tower, let us turn our eyes back to the battlefield.