Marvel's Monster Hunter World

Beneath the forest of ancient trees, near the sea.

Watson was wearing a fire dragon armor and sitting on a horse. There was a simple iron grill in front of him, and a plump and tender thigh was rotating on the shelf.

"This is the feeling, I miss it so much~"

Watson squinted his eyes to see the right moment, and picked up the thigh meat at the moment when the golden and shiny oil dripped down.

A perfectly cooked meat is freshly baked, and the sizzling golden crispy skin exudes an alluring aroma.

If Madara and the others were here, they would have rushed over long ago.

"But speaking of which, the system didn't respond at all this time. I couldn't even hear the music."

Watson muttered strangely. It stands to reason that in addition to music, the system would also prompt for fully cooked meat.

"system system"

""

"Why didn't you respond Miraluz?"

Watson, who felt something was wrong in his heart, stood up slowly. The lack of sound in the system might be due to Mila Luz, but there was no response no matter how many times he called him. Could it be that there was something wrong with Dragon Realm Recovery again?

"Whoa~"

"who is it"

Watson put away the cooked meat, spread out his dragon wings and soared into the sky, staring at the sea with a pair of dragon eyes.

The sea breeze is still blowing, and the ripples on the sea are the same as before, and there doesn't seem to be anything unusual at all.

But Watson frowned. He couldn't have heard it wrong just now. Although the waves were not small now, the sound was obviously different from normal.

"Ahem, boy, can you hear me?"

"Mila Luz" Watson heard the voice in his ear and asked in confusion: "What is going on? What happened?"

"I just made some preparations. Now you can open the jar."

"earthen jar"

"Yes, but you must find a wide place and stay away from him after opening the jar."

Watson lowered his head and looked at the soul jar next to the barbecue grill. Although he didn't know what kind of plane Miraruz was planning, he still picked up the jar and started looking for a place.

Just now after Watson came back, he took a special look at the edge of the upper right corner of the Ancient Tree Forest, where the base camp of the New World Hunter Group should have been.

But when Watson passed there, there were only bare cliffs, the camps built with the sailing ships of various groups were gone, and the only living creatures were some army ants.

"Still in the lair of the male fire dragon. Although the ancient tree forest has become a lot bigger, that place is not suitable for Leo Reus and the others to live. After all, it is too big."

Watson picked up the clean jar and flew there, and asked Miraluz: "I saw some creatures here before, do you know?"

"You mean living creatures?" Mila Luz asked in shock.

"Well, I thought you knew. There are indeed some creatures, but I only saw small animals such as dung beetles, army ants, and cobalt morpho butterflies."

"Hahahaha~ It doesn't matter, as long as there are creatures. This means that the dragon world is truly recovering, and our goal is finally one step closer."

Mila Luz's excited words made Watson happy. The benefits of restoring him to the dragon world must be considerable, and of course the king of the dragons must have his own world.

Dragon Realm is his private territory.

But there was another thing that surprised Watson. Not only were there few species in the ancient tree forest, but they were also very rare in number.

In addition to the three types mentioned before, Watson searched from the crown of the ancient giant tree to the lair of the ferocious jackal dragon underground, and even danced from the haunt of Father Strange and the entrance of the cave, but did not encounter any creatures. and attack.

I don’t know if the same is true at Lu Coral Terrace.

Oh, by the way, Qimian Daddy is a common name, formerly known as the Qimian Clan. They are a group of dwarf orcs. They are called the "Qimian Clan" because they like to wear strange masks.

Although they are generally considered to be a species of beastman, their appearance is more like that of humans than beastmen, so a formal classification has not yet been determined.

Although he is small, he has terrifying abilities and can use all kinds of strange props, usually a small bone knife that can kill hunters instantly, a small blow dart that will cause sleep numbness when hitting, and an exploding vine that can blow up half of your blood. pot.

The most disgusting thing is the little blow dart, which doesn't do much damage, but once it hits you, you'll be lying on the ground flopping around and being slowly tortured to death.

Of course, you don’t have to worry about the dragon taking the opportunity to kill you, because the dragon will lie on the ground and flop with you

Therefore, its danger level is sometimes even higher than that of the giant dragon.

The fastest way for some novice hunters to hunt is to lure the dragon to the territory of the Strange Face Clan, and then hang up.

corpse~mi

Watson himself once watched helplessly as a poor Cang Fire Dragon was paralyzed five times, lying on the ground moaning and groaning with no resistance. After a burst of damage, it was snatched away by an explosive barnacle. Human head, this is the origin of Qimian Daddy.

It's just that Watson didn't see them, otherwise he would have wanted to try to see if they were still cowhide, and maybe they could be accepted as followers like the Chacha Puqi Noodle tribe in the Old World.

He came to the cliff at the edge of the beach, placed the jar in the center of the ground and opened the lid.

A foul smell suddenly filled the air, accompanied by a sound of vomiting.

"I'm going to vomit, you stinky boy, just wait for me to vomit."

Just when Watson was confused, a dazzling white light appeared and quickly grew in size until it enveloped the entire cliff, including a section of beach connected to the sea below the cliff.

After the white light covered the ground, it began to expand and become higher, and it did not stop until it reached a height of more than ten meters.

"This is"

"Humph, cough, cough, this is my territory."

bang~

As the sound of iron clashing sounded, the white light began to slowly dissipate.

The temperature inside the tall masonry chimney and huge molten furnace actually made Watson feel hot. The entire cliff was covered with white stone bricks, and there were many empty shelves on the stone bricks.

Watson stared blankly at the tall building in front of him: "A big boiler."

"The big boiler is the blacksmith's shop"

A man with muscles all over his body, about half the height of Watson, with a floor-length beard and two small horns on his head, a mini-level dragon-human, walked up to Watson step by step.

The big square hammer in his hand, which was a head taller than him, fell to the ground with a thud.

His eyes were wide open, glaring at Watson angrily.

The veins on Hong's biceps on his arms were exposed, as if he was about to force Watson to death.

"You brat, did you just fill my jar with shit?"