Monster Hunter: I can hear the monsters' thoughts

Chapter 92 Art is Pai Daxing

"untie!"

With a loud roar, a strong explosion shattered the hard rock shell in front of him. Lin Lin took a deep breath, disassembled the sword and shield again, and then took out a bottle of recovery medicine and sprinkled it directly on the cracked tiger's mouth.

The feeling was no different from that of a Sand Dragon's skull, and the Peak Dragon didn't react at all when I chopped it, so the shouting wasn't that satisfying at all.

"Don't shout next time..."

Muttering to himself, he squatted down without looking closely and picked up a few pieces of decent quality ore and stuffed them into the prop bag. Then Lin Lin drew out his sword and shield again, wanting to accumulate energy and make a few more super solutions while the energy maintaining the shield's strengthening had not dissipated.

The bug stick boy next to him was waving his pickaxe until it was smoking, and there was a clanging sound. But looking at the thickness of the rock layer where he was, it seemed that it had not changed much compared to Lin Lin's side.

It has to be said that in climbing combat, heavy weapons such as shield axes, sledgehammers, and broadswords have incomparable advantages over light weapons. The powerful attacks are enough to easily break large areas of rock, while light weapons such as insect sticks and double swords can only be used to swing pickaxes and hit hard.

"Hey!"

Struggling to pull out the shield axe that was embedded deep in the rock, Lin Lin jumped among the debris on the ground and picked up something. Suddenly, he raised his eyebrows and picked out a golden coin from among the rubble.

This golden object was a coin, at least that was what Lin Lin thought when he first saw it.

It looks like a long dragon with its body coiled into an "8" shape, with the head and tail connected. It is definitely a man-made creation, and its "dragon body" is engraved with incomprehensible mysterious inscriptions, which seem to be some kind of text, but completely different from the current hunter language.

Rachel's cry came from not far away. Lin Lin didn't have time to think about it. He put the coin away and ran over quickly.

However, he saw that Rachel did not swing the pickaxe to hit the ore layer as he had thought before, but climbed onto the dragon's back with great effort, holding a bucket that was taller than a person.

Bomb at the dragon!
"Lin Lin! Help me lift it!"

Rachel handed the big barrel to Lin Lin, and then took a long breath. As expected, compared to them, the shooters, this kind of physical work should be left to these heavy weapon users who are as strong as animals!

"Put this thing near its exhaust vent for maximum power! Right here!"

Rachel looked around and finally chose the area of exposed shell that was initially blasted out by Lin Lin's two cannon shots. Less than two meters above there was an exhaust vent of the Fengshan Dragon. Thanks to the effect caused by the two cannon shots, the thickness of the rock layer here was much thinner than that near other exhaust vents.

"Alright, watch me use my super attack to carve out a blast hole!"

Then Lin Lin was hit on the head by Rachel again.

Before Lin Lin could look over with a resentful look, Rachel responded with a tone of disapproval:

"Do shield-axe wielders always have a phase where their minds are completely consumed with resolution?"

"The rock formation here is weak, and the Peak Dragon's main body is not far below. If you drop a super release, even if it doesn't hurt it, the explosion of the grenade bottle will make it feel something. If it gets uncomfortable and shakes its body a few times, we will fall down, but if the dragon bomb explodes, we will all be finished!"

"Hold on to the explosives and stay away from them. Don't let the rocks flying out of the exhaust vent hit you!"

Lin Lin didn't dare to refute, he could only hum "oh" in a low voice, and obediently stepped aside with the anti-dragon bomb in his arms, watching Rachel swing the pickaxe and start knocking around.

Fortunately, the thickness of this area was weakened by the explosion of artillery shells, and the structure became less stable. Rachel did not spend too much effort and successfully opened a deep enough crack next to the exhaust hole, which was just the right size to put the anti-dragon bomb into it.

After placing the anti-dragon bomb, Lin Lin shook his hands, looked around, and couldn't help wondering:

"Isn't there an anti-dragon bomb left? Why don't you put it in as well?"

After confirming the bomb was securely placed, Rachel raised her hand and fired a flare into the air, signaling the dragon bomb's placement. "With this explosion, the Peak Dragon will likely become enraged again rather than being repelled directly. The captain intends to keep one bomb as a backup."

After he finished speaking, a long horn sounded from Fengshan Maru, which was the signal to retreat.

Rachel waved her hand, signaling Lin Lin to retreat first, while she took out a small barrel of explosives and opened the safety pin on the dragon explosives, obviously preparing to detonate them.

Lin Lin didn't dare to delay. When the bomb exploded, Fengshan Dragon would definitely go crazy. He didn't want to experience the feeling of flying on the dragon's back.

The horn stopped sounding, and the hunters on the dragon's back showed their skills, and disappeared completely in a moment.

Rachel didn't wait any longer. She lit the fuse of the barrel bomb, threw it lightly at the dragon bomb, and then ran away without looking back.

There was no time to slowly climb back down the same way, so Rachel jumped directly into the air and fell straight down from a height of more than 20 meters.

The sand was fine and soft, and with the shin guards absorbing the impact as a cushion, and a standard roll when landing, Rachel was not hurt except for being covered in sand.

Holding on tightly to the safety rope around her waist, Rachel adjusted her posture and used her carcass as a skateboard to isolate herself from the friction of the sand.

Before she could grab the safety rope and climb back, she heard a loud explosion that was no less powerful than the sound of a gong. Then, the mountain dragon let out a wail, and then the sand sea began to surge again. Rachel could only lower her head and close her eyes, trying to reduce the force on her body as much as possible, and silently wait for the sand waves to subside.

Her body was tossed left and right in the sand waves like duckweed, and only the safety rope kept her from being swallowed.

Relying on the archer's keen hearing, Rachel carefully identified the sources of various noises.

"Swish..."

This is the sound of the armor rubbing violently against the sand.

"Squeak..."

This is caused by the friction between the ship's planking and the keel.

“Roar—”

This is the angry roar of the Peak Dragon.

"Boom-"

This is the sound made when the big gong is struck.

Rachel breathed a sigh of relief. With the large bronze gong interrupting Fengshanlong's movements, it should be able to buy Fengshanmaru enough time to get away from the angry Fengshanlong.

"Click..."

However, the next moment, there was a sound as if something was breaking. Although the sound was extremely weak compared to other sounds, Rachel's ears still captured the movement with her keenness.

Is this the sound of the knotwood breaking under heavy pressure?

Rachel's heart tightened. How could this happen? The gong had already been struck, so how could Fengshan Maru be attacked?

(End of this chapter)