Monster Hunter: I can accept monster quests

When Teostra realized that Diablos was advancing instead of retreating, it was too late to gather its most powerful flames in its mouth.

It could only try its best to tense its foreleg muscles and open its sharp claws, attempting to use the speed of its pounce to knock down the horned dragon first.

But just as its claws were about to touch the horned dragon, the horned dragon's enormous tail axe struck first, slashing fiercely at its neck!

Not far away, the little horned dragon and the flower cat held their breath and stared wide-eyed as Mrs. Horned Dragon delivered a stunning blow that slammed into the chest of the Teostra!

Crimson mane flew wildly through the air, and a spurt of hot blood sprayed into the sky!

Mrs. Diablos cleaved her axe into Teostra's chest!

At the last moment, despite the pain of its wings being torn apart, the Teostra flapped its wings and raised its body by two inches to the limit. The blow that should have been decapitated by an axe finally landed on its chest!

Although its head was saved, the power of Mrs. Horned Dragon's all-out axe strike was far beyond its expectations. Most of its tail axe was embedded in its flesh and blood, and the scales, veins, and ribs that blocked the axe blade were all shattered. Even its heart was being torn apart as it beat!

Teostra is severely injured!

Mrs. Horned Dragon was about to press down harder, but a sudden spurt of blood made her body sway.

Because Teostra's pair of foreleg claws slammed solidly into its back!

The thickest and hardest black carapace on the back of the Diablos shattered, and the eight claws of the Teostra, each half a meter long, were also deeply embedded in its flesh.

The terrifying force of the ancient dragon's swooping down seemed to penetrate her entire body; Mrs. Horned Dragon lost all feeling in her chest and back, and gushing blood dripped from the gaps in her scales onto the sand.

The horned dragon was also severely injured!

However, neither the Teostra above nor the Horned Dragon below showed the slightest sign of retreat or fear, because these two battle-hardened "fierce dragons" knew this.

Whoever backs down now will die! Whoever is ruthless might survive!

Seeing the look of certainty in the eyes of Teostra and Diablos, as if they were determined to fight to the death, the little Diablos and the cat watching from afar grew anxious.

They never expected this to happen!

They clearly agreed to just lure Teostra away, so why did they suddenly start risking their lives?

Mrs. Diablos mustered her last strength and pressed down with her tail axe. If she could cut in just a little bit more, she could sever His heart!

Teostra gritted its teeth, ignoring the excruciating pain from its collapsing body, and reached down with its claws, determined to crush the heart of this horned dragon!

In the brief exchange of a few seconds, Mrs. Diablos mustered another burst of strength, determined to cleave Teostra's heart open!

What made Mrs. Diablos's eyes suddenly go blank, and what she couldn't believe was that a raging fire suddenly ignited on the broken carapace on the chest of the Teostra. The fire condensed and did not dissipate, adhering to the carapace and forming an armor made of fire.

The axe is stuck!

Although this layer of flame armor is extremely thin, as if it would go out in the next second, that's just a matter of the next second!

In that short second, the four-legged, two-winged Teostra could have killed it ten thousand times over!

Its sharp claws touched the horned dragon's fragile organs less than half an inch below. If it twisted them forcefully, this special horned dragon would surely die!

Mrs. Horned Dragon also noticed all of this.

But there was no fear or apprehension in its eyes; it merely glanced at the charging baby out of the corner of its eye.

It doesn't matter if it dies, because the Teostra, which is also dying, will definitely die anyway. Rather than being killed by it, it would even prefer that the Teostra dies at the hands of the little horned dragon.

The little one's growth is just missing that final fragment—the fragment to avenge the ancient dragon...

Seeing that Mrs. Diablos was about to die on the spot, the little Diablos charged desperately but still couldn't catch up. The flower cat, who had been kneeling on the little Diablos' head and had been charging up its strength in a sword-drawing slashing posture for a long time, finally moved!

It leaped up!

Open eyes, raise claws, swing knife!

The blade darkened, bones shattered, and blood was vomited!

The [Six-Strike Light Slash], imbued with all its power, is unleashed!

The almost continuous, chilling blade light tore through the sky at a speed exceeding that of light. Where the blade light passed, a terrifying black gap appeared. Light and darkness combined to form a strike that could shatter heaven and earth, fiercely slashing towards the Flame King Dragon!

If you don't take back your dog paws, you'll die!

...

With a "click".

Amidst the gurgling of flowing lava, the crunching of chew sticks being bitten, and the sound of Lunastra's tail mane sweeping across energy crystals...

Among so many sounds, this little noise is like a drop of water falling into a stream, not at all abrupt.

Chen Yan stood frozen in place, staring intently at the scales that he had stomped to pieces.

The dark golden light emanating from the scale fragments clearly indicates that these are the scales on the back of a Blastdragon.

Since the scales on the back of the Uroth could be found here, is it possible that there is also gunpowder rock, a specialty of the Uroth, underfoot?

The sudden burst of light gave Chen Yan the answer to the question of what the chances were that a piece of gunpowder rock would roll down at his feet when Teostra gave it to Maelstrom as a snack.

boom!!!

Chen Yan was blown away!

That sound was absolutely deafening! It drowned out the sound of flowing lava, the sound of the chewing stick being bitten, the sound of mane brushing against energy crystals... it drowned out all other sounds!

Just as Chen Yan was about to scream while clutching his leg, he suddenly found himself in a soft, warm embrace.

How should I put this embrace...?

The mane was softer yet stiffer than that of the dragon's embrace.

It had a more fiery aftertaste than the embrace of Sakura and the Fire Dragon.

It has a softer curve than the embrace of the Nergigante.

It contained more maternal love than the embrace of a baby horned dinosaur.

It was a bit stickier than Mrs. Horned Dragon's embrace.

Compare...

Seeing the fangs and sharp teeth getting closer and closer to his head, Chen Yan had no time to compare them anymore.

He rolled around to avoid the Lunastra's downward bites, but the Lunastra, with its belly hanging low and moving slowly, couldn't bite him even after many attempts.

It simply opened its mouth, and specks of blue dust floated out. Chen Yan was startled when he saw this; he didn't want to get his face blasted by a flame.

He subconsciously closed Yan Feilong's mouth, and believe it or not, he actually managed to do it!

Chen Yan pinched the upper and lower lips of Yan Feilong with one hand, and saw that it was actually quite cute to see that it was so anxious and helpless because it couldn't open its mouth.

Her other hand wasn't idle either; she patted Luna's cheek.

"Miss Nana... Madam, I know you're not strong right now. Actually, I was just passing by. Do you believe me?"

Seeing that Mrs. Nana, her eyes filled with anger, didn't quite believe him, Chen Yan knew that further words would be useless. As he let go, he effortlessly pried open the tightly closed claws beneath him and nimbly slipped out through the gap.

But after a quick glance, it darted back inside.

There's lava down there!

Left with no other choice, Chen Yan leaped up and burrowed directly into the thick mane on the neck of the Lunastra. When he reappeared, he had climbed up behind the Lunastra's neck.

He gripped the blue mane of the Flame Princess tightly, refusing to let go no matter how much it shook its head.

Seriously! Of all the dragons Chen Yan has ridden on, the Luna Dragon's neck is the most comfortable. This thick layer of fur is incredibly comfortable!

With another jump, he landed on the other side. Seeing that Yan Feilong seemed about to get up and chase after him, Chen Yan quickly left behind the lady who had been so enthusiastically seeing him off.

"I'm leaving now, ma'am, please don't see me off. When you give birth to your cubs, remember to let me see if they look like Flame Cat..."

Chen Yan was about to slip away when Yan Feilong behind him suddenly let out a low, slightly painful gasp.

"No way, could it be..."

Chapter 161 Nana, don't turn around, I am...

"Nana, don't lower your head, or your crown will fall; don't cry, or Teostra will misunderstand... no, I mean, just try harder!"

Lunastra held the Kushala Daora's tail tightly in its mouth, trying its best not to make a sound.

He won't exert himself! He'll hold back! It's best to suppress it!

Because He is very afraid now; He has never felt so vulnerable!

At this moment, He is in the weakest state, even weaker than when He first hatched. Without His mate, Teostra, to protect Him, He dares not give birth!

Only He and the Flame King Dragon know just how many monsters outside want to take advantage of His weakness and kill Him!

Teostra, you damn thing, why the hell aren't you back yet!

The Flame Dragon's nose was covered in large beads of sweat, its blue eyes were squeezed into narrow slits by bloodshot veins, and its blue mane stood up and lay down repeatedly, its body almost taut in a straight line from head to tail.

Even though Yan Feilong was trying so hard to endure it, whenever her belly swelled to its limit and rippled, the intense pain from the inside out made her convulse violently.

Its two front legs were tightly gripping a large handful of ore, which it crushed into dust without realizing it. Its other pair of hind legs were also pressed against a huge energy crystal, with its claws spread out like a large plum blossom. When it trembled, it scratched the crystal fragments off violently.

Once the intense pain subsided a little, Yan Feilong didn't forget to breathe on Chen Yan, who was still alive.

Chen Yan was so angry he almost laughed.

"What the hell are you talking about? If I leave, you're dead meat!"

Yan Feilong was too exhausted to scratch Chen Yan anymore, because the next wave of pain was coming!

This time, He clung tightly to the steel dragon's tail, trying to endure the pain, but the surging pain not only did not subside, but became even more intense.

It was as if a steel fork was churning inside His stomach, causing His internal organs to wail in agony.

In the midst of the excruciating pain, it almost bit through the steel dragon's tail.

Chen Yan saw it all and was very worried.

Something is very wrong with Lunastra.

The mane and scales that were originally "deep blue" began to turn "dusty blue" at a visible speed, his breathing became more and more rapid, and his eyes became more and more vacant.

Chen Yan approached the Lunastra and tried to pat its cheek to bring it back to its senses, but as soon as he touched its dry nose, the Lunastra loosened its grip on the Steel Dragon's tail and spat all over Chen Yan.

"Ugh, Nana, what did you eat? This smell is too strong!"

Chen Yan endured the stench and watched as He vomited, then began coughing violently and drooling uncontrollably.

Clearly, something was blocking his throat. Without thinking, Chen Yan bent down and crawled into its mouth full of fangs and sharp teeth.