Monster Hunt: Notes From a Hunter

Chapter 249: The strong man of the desert

Chapter 249 The Strong Man in the Desert

 Maridan likes Honglong, very much.

She likes Honglong's brightly patterned scales, likes Honglong's rampant momentum, and likes Honglong's ferocious eyes that want to tear everything in front of him into pieces.

 That’s the look of an “absolutely strong man”!

 Half of her life, she has hunted no less than twenty thunder dragons.

 The claw marks and scars on his tall body are like the stripes on Honglong's body, countless.

 She specially found a tattoo artist to use indigo tattoo pigment to highlight these scars.

 Coupled with her brown-black complexion, people who are familiar with her in the Loklak Assembly like to call her "Black Boomer".

 She is very satisfied with this nickname.

I don’t know if it’s out of extreme love, practical considerations, or bad taste.

She searched the continent for many years, and finally found and hunted a Black Boom Dragon, and used its materials to make the Black Boom Dragon suit she is currently wearing.

This extremely rare subspecies of Clamosaurus, with only a few recorded sightings in volcanic areas, has stronger cardiopulmonary function than the original species.

This also makes their movement ability and roaring sound more than that of the original species.

 They hunt in volcanic areas all year round, and their skin and carapace are stained with a mixture of volcanic ash, basalt and mineral dust due to repeated scratching and friction with volcanic lava.

Affected by the high temperatures in the volcanic zone, these ingredients gradually merged into their carapace, eventually forming stronger, jet-black scales.

 Now, it shines brightly on Mary Dan.

Her weapon is also the "Booming Hammer [Big Tiger Maru]" made from the best of countless booming dragon materials, and then made by famous craftsmen.

  While fully armed, he looked like a humanoid black dragon.

Draged out of the tattoo shop by people sent by the guild leader.

When she heard that the president wanted her to go on a reconnaissance mission, the first reaction of this fiery elder sister was, "Ha?! Who do you think I am on a reconnaissance mission?"

Is the name ‘Black Boom Dragon’ meant for fun? Tell me what the goal is, and I will go for it alone! "

“Go and scout the Fengshan Dragon, find it, and report its location. Of course, it’s best if you can deal with it alone.” Guildmaster Mustache looked sideways at Maridan.

ˆ “.”

After a few seconds of silence, Maridan spoke again. She never mentioned the matter of "Gah it" and just said: "President, if you let me scout the ancient dragon by myself, do you think too highly of me?"

“Abel and Hisham will also participate, but the three of you will take a sand boat and scout in three directions separately to increase the probability of discovering the whereabouts of the Fengshan Dragon.

The Gulong Observation Bureau’s hot air balloons and airships were also sent out to spread the net as widely as possible. "

Noticing the rare seriousness of the guild leader, Maridan also became serious. She frowned, "The situation is so serious?"

"It's November, and Fengshan Dragon hasn't come yet. We don't know what will happen next. We only know from a few words in old notes from more than a hundred years ago that something terrible will happen, and we must prepare first. "

"OK."

Seeing that the situation was critical, Maridan agreed happily, "Oh, by the way, find someone bolder to drive the sand boat. Don't be too frightened by the ancient dragon to move. We will be finished together by then."

"Don't worry about this. The people who will lead you on the reconnaissance are all good players from the Sand Ship Group. They have faced the Fengshan Dragon many times and they will not be held back."

“Then it’s best. Get me some dry food, water, cold drinks and hot drinks. I’ll set off now.”

 The observation balloons and upper-level hunters responsible for the reconnaissance dispersed.

Gordon also went to find Hayata, who was training Xiao Pandan, and asked them to pause their training, check their equipment and props, and be on standby at any time.

With Pig Chop’s encouragement and Hayata’s encouragement, I made rapid progress. I was almost able to lift the potted pandan. I was confused when I saw the training stopped.

Little Ai Tian’s natural curiosity drove her to sneak closer and listen.

 “A big crisis is coming, meow?!” Xianglan exclaimed when she heard half of it.

 The two men and the cat looked at it with serious expressions.

 In order to avoid panic, the news is still blocked.

For the sake of human intimacy, it is okay to disclose this matter to Shizhu to a limited extent. After all, it has a calm and reliable personality and will not talk nonsense.

 But pandan is different.

The little guy might give a warning to the uncles, aunts, grandparents, brothers and sisters next door. In an hour, Ellu who lives nearby may know everything. In half a day, the whole of Lockark will probably explode.

  Grabbing the skin of Pandan's neck, he lifted the little guy up who was about to slip away.

Gordon decided to throw it to the meeting hall and let the people at the meeting place keep a close watch on it.

Hayata found paper and pen, and left a note for Dianthus, telling it that Pandan had been taken away by them, and reminding it that if an alarm sounded in the city, it should take shelter immediately.

Seeing that she had left a letter for her sister, Pandan breathed a sigh of relief and stopped struggling. She just meowed for Gordon to let go of her.

Gordon ignored the little guy's protest and pinched its mouth.

 Tickling you!

 Hate it, I can’t scratch it with the blue fire dragon suit.

Pandan: "."

 In fact, the reminder from Gordon and the others is redundant.

ˆ As an official organization founded by the president of the association, the Tourism Association cannot be unaware of this.

Elu, who usually serve as tourist guides, have been organized. Once a crisis comes, they will organize evacuation together with the members of the fortress guerrillas.

 After returning to the hunter’s cabin to complete preparations, Gordon and his party came to the assembly hall.

 Throwing Pandan to Aisha, who was relatively free, Gordon found the guild leader.

 “Is there anything else we need to do?”

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Guild Leader Mustache exhaled slowly: "Everything that can be arranged has been arranged, and we have made all the preparations we can.

 The next step is to recharge your batteries and wait for danger to come. "

 After sunset, the desert becomes cold and quiet.

  Maridan's sand boat has been galloping on the sand sea for two days and one night, but has found nothing.

“Sister, it’s getting dark, do you want to camp and rest?” The person driving the sand boat was a young crew member in his twenties.

Even though he is not very young, he has already had four experiences of intercepting Fengshan Dragon. He is one of the helmsmen with the best driving skills in the sand ship group.

With her arms folded and one foot on the bow of the ship, Maridan stood silently, and the wind, which was stronger than usual, blew her half-long hair away, like a wild head. Black tiger.

 “Sister?” the young helmsman warned again cautiously.

 “Wait a moment.”

Maridan glanced at the nearly full moon in the sky and said, "Drive forward for a while."

"All right."

The young helmsman felt the wind direction and slightly adjusted the angle of the sail. The speed of the sand boat suddenly increased again.

He put the steering oar under his arm and said, "Did you find anything? Sister."

Maridan took off her forehead-shaped visor and felt the air flowing past her face. "It's hard to say, but the wind has gotten stronger, right."

"Yes, but it is different from the ordinary monsoon. The airflow in the monsoon is not so chaotic." The young helmsman kept fine-tuning the sails to maintain the high speed of the sand boat.

 “Yeah.” Maridan responded simply.

 A moment later, a low voice murmured to oneself in the howling wind.

 “It’s too quiet, even in the desert at night, it’s too quiet.”

   (There is another chapter tonight!

 (End of this chapter)