Monster Hunter: I can accept monster quests

Not only was the flower cat unable to open its mouth, eyes, or stand up due to the wind, but Chen Yan was also blown backward by the sandstorm. Even inserting the flying dragon blade into the sand was of no use, and even the little horned dragon began to slip due to the wind.

What a strong wind!

Although Mrs. Horned Dragon was unwilling to be disturbed again, she had no choice but to use her wings to form a fortress to protect her family who could not stand up when the Steel Dragon attacked.

However, even it was slightly swayed by the strong wind this time. Mrs. Horned Dragon looked puzzled. It paddled with its hind legs and silently sank down until it was more than half a meter taller than last night before it stabilized.

At night, the wind on the steel dragon isn't this strong, is it?

Before Mrs. Horned Dragon could even peer through the sandstorm to see why the wind had intensified, Lunastra roared excitedly and shooed Teostra back to its nest to check on the eggs with a single claw, before eagerly rushing to greet it.

Even a defeated army dares to return!

This time, I'm going to twist your iron head off!

However, when He broke through the sandstorm and arrived at the howling sky, He saw a completely different steel dragon.

In terms of size alone, it was at least ten meters longer and at least two and a half times larger than the previous one.

It was a colossal steel dragon, over thirty meters long, that a Lunastra had never seen before.

This "unfamiliar" Steelix did not rush to attack upon seeing Lunastra, but instead strangely and leisurely displayed its posture.

He first twisted his thick, long neck, the fine metallic scales reflecting a dark light in the sunlight, and his limbs trod the air, his sharp claws easily creating a tearing sound.

And its astonishing wingspan were not spared either. With its wings spread out, it did not need to flap them deliberately; the powerful airflow that spewed out from the gaps in its shell was enough to lift its enormous body, which weighed an unknown amount of weight, into the air.

In particular, it gave a special show of its perfectly intact tail.

The steel tail, gleaming with a dull metallic luster, was extremely dazzling, especially when it swayed. The "crackling" sound of layers of metal stacking, stretching, and rubbing together was enough to send chills down one's spine.

As Lunastra became engrossed in watching, comparing it to the Steel Dragon's tail that it had been using as a chew toy,...

Suddenly, the "unfamiliar" Steel Dragon lashed out with its steel tail, transmitting immense energy step by step. When it reached the end, it broke the sound barrier, and with a crisp "crack," a visible air shockwave struck the Lunastra at supersonic speed.

It wasn't until she suddenly felt a chill on her neck and noticed that a section of her thick, flowing mane had disappeared out of nowhere that Yan Feilong realized what was happening.

He was just attacked!

The Flame Dragon roared angrily, but instead of charging forward to fight it, it adopted a defensive stance, which was quite unusual for the Flame Dragon. It's no wonder that the Flame Dragon was so hot-tempered; the attack it had just delivered had really frightened it!

If this steel dragon had aimed at its head, wouldn't its face have been riddled with bullets?

Faced with the high-pitched warning from Lunastra, Kushala Daora tilted its head back, squinted its eyes, and listened carefully, feeling incredibly pleased.

Where did that arrogant, domineering, crazy woman, who was beating Him up last night, go?

Where did this trembling kitten come from today?

The Steel Dragon's tail lash attack just now was intentionally missed; it wanted to ravage the Lunastra just as it had ravaged itself last night.

Which part should we start with?

The Steel Dragon's malevolent gaze swept over the Lunastra's beautiful tail, its broad wings, the Teostra guarding the cave entrance, and their dragon eggs hidden in the cave.

The Flame King Dragon suddenly bristled, its blue eyes narrowed, and a sense of impending doom descended upon it. It couldn't help but worry about its partner, and it roared repeatedly, eager to join the fight for justice, two against one.

But a roar from the Flame Dragon made it shrink back.

The Steel Dragon slowly retracted its wings, its gaze fixed on the incredibly beautiful tail behind the Lunastra.

He also wanted to let the Flame Dragon taste the pain of having its tail severed.

Faced with the arrogant gaze of the Steel Dragon, the Lunastra roared a warning again. Seeing that the Steel Dragon was still swaggering in front of it, it took a deep breath, clenched its fangs, and sparks flew everywhere.

The pent-up flames in his chest erupted all at once, bursting a second time in his mouth, transforming into a thick blue pillar of fire that shot towards the steel dragon.

The battle has begun!

Chapter 170 He's furious! Utterly furious!

A blue pillar of fire, powerful enough to melt rocks and turn gold, shot towards the steel dragon.

To prevent Kushala Daora from dodging, Lunastra deliberately chose the larger chest as its target, but it didn't have much hope for this attack.

In the Elder Dragon realm, larger size does not necessarily mean slower speed, especially for a Steel Dragon that can freely control storms; for it, carrying its massive body is no different than carrying a transport ant.

But at least it should make Him stop putting on such an annoying act...

To Lunastra's surprise, the Steel Dragon simply folded its wingtips, and several strong gusts of wind spewed out from the gaps in its scales. The wind swirled and transformed into invisible blades, slicing through the pillar of fire in an instant with a strange "whoosh".

And with its remaining force, it swept straight towards Yanfeilong.

Before Yanfeilong could be shocked, she hurriedly shut her mouth and swooped down to dodge, but no matter how fast she flapped her wings and flew, she couldn't outrun the wind.

Another strand of mane was shredded, and a slight chill ran down his neck. To avoid being beheaded, he had no choice but to summon his fiery armor. But the moment the armor took shape, the wind dissipated.

The Steel Dragon toyed with the few strands of Lunastra's mane floating on its claws, first cutting them vertically in two, then horizontally in two, and finally diagonally in two...

That arrogance seemed to emanate from the very core of the Steel Dragon. Its eyes were full of contempt, and from head to tail it exuded an air of "you're not even worthy of my attention." It was as if it didn't even consider the Lunastra a dragon.

The Flame Dragon was naturally enraged.

He removed his fiery armor, spread his wings and soared into the sky. Under the sun's rays, he stretched out his wings to his heart's content. Flammable and explosive dust that had accumulated over a long period of time surrounded him, and blue flames wrapped around his mouth, nose, toes and claws. Clearly, he had pushed the fire energy within him to its limit.

Just as He locked His gaze on the Steel Dragon and prepared to unleash His strongest killing move, "Hell Flare," the Steel Dragon, which was right under His nose a second ago, suddenly disappeared and reappeared above His head the next second.

With a snap of its iron claws, the few strands of Luna's mane were shredded into dust by the wind, then swirled up by the whirlwind and stuck to its thick, long tail.

Yan Feilong was startled and immediately tried to detonate the dust with flames, but the next second, a steel whip came lashing out with a gust of wind, and the continuous, ear-piercing sonic booms sent every nerve ending of Yan Feilong into a frantic alarm.

Luna Dragon had to temporarily change its tactics to defend itself.

Its forepaws were filled with fierce, azure dragon flames, and it raised itself high with all its might, with high-explosive dust following closely behind, flashing on the verge of explosion.

But when the steel dragon’s plain iron tail actually lashed down, all the flames and dust vanished, leaving only the enormous dragon shadow falling from the sky.

The sandstorm, stretching for hundreds of miles, was shattered, and light returned to the dark ground, leading the onlookers—including the dragon and the cat—to mistakenly believe that the battle was over.

The cat was focused on the Lunastra's mouth, eager to know what parts the victorious Lunastra had removed from the Steelix, and whether it was worth the cat's continued courtship.

Chen Yan was concerned about the severity of Ganglong's injuries and whether he could escape death again.

The little horned dragon was focused on the low sand dune where it had hidden the volcanic cactus fruits. It had painstakingly collected ten or eight fruits, but now it didn't know how many would be swept away by the wind.

Mrs. Horned Dragon silently sank another half meter into the water.

Only the Flame King Dragon cried out in surprise.

Lunastra's landing posture was incorrect!

It didn't look like a triumphant descent to display its might and show off its military might after winning a battle; it looked more like it had been brutally knocked down!

Just as it was about to land face down, the Flame Dragon seemed to come to its senses. It flapped its wings and used its hind legs to push off the ground to gain momentum and barely managed to take off. It swayed for a while before finally regaining its balance.

Although its front paws were curled up under its body, the sharp-eyed Flower Cat and Chen Yan could clearly see that its front paws were swelling up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Hua Miao quietly nudged Chen Yan.

"Hey, Chen Yan, look at the claws of the Lunastra. Don't they look like the braised pig's trotters you love to eat?"

Chen Yan took a closer look, and sure enough, it really was—

He punched the mischievous kitten on the head, and the young kitten didn't say a word, just fell asleep...

Something's not right in today's battle. It seems like Lunastra has suffered a huge loss.

What happened next completely confirmed Yan Wanglong's worries and Chen Yan's feelings.

The Steel Dragon arrived at the top of Lunastra's head at lightning speed. The moment it descended, the wind within a hundred meters vanished without a trace—not vanished, but rather flowed at an almost stagnant speed, awaiting the Steel Dragon's command.

Chen Yan's face was ashen, and he felt that it was several times more difficult to breathe than usual. He tried desperately to open his mouth but could not inhale much air.

Even someone with "strong lungs" like him is like this, while Flower Cat, who is suffocating with his mouth wide open and taking in little air while exhaling much, is so suffocated that his face has turned white.

Something is wrong!

Something is definitely not right!

Steel Dragon is known as the Lord of Storms, and its methods of controlling storms are endless. It can make even a simple wisp of wind look amazing.

But he had never heard of Steel Dragon being able to control the wind to such a subtle degree, which was almost exactly the same as the legendary "wind mage directly manipulating the air to suffocate the enemy".

If you dare to use such a shameless, unsolvable, and unbalanced move, aren't you afraid that some forbidden master will jump out and tell you what a qualified Steelix should be?

The complacent Steel Dragon didn't use its breath or claws; it simply raised its tail with extremely slow movements in front of the Lunastra and the others.

After raising itself high, it patiently waited for the Lunastra to raise its claws, and even waited for flames to condense on its claws. Only after the Lunastra was fully prepared did it fiercely lash out its tail.

As its tail swung down, the wind picked up again, and the cat gasped for breath, its four paws twitching. The feeling of being able to breathe freely was truly wonderful!

Then a deafening, cracking sound made Flower Cat's head buzz!

It wasn't just that; everyone who heard or saw it gasped in shock and clenched their fists tightly.

Good heavens! How painful it must be for your palm to be struck by a whip made of steel!

After being struck again by the steel whip, Lunastra was completely knocked to the ground. The excruciating pain from the moment its front paws touched the ground caused every hair on its mane to stand on end, every muscle to tremble, and every scale to quiver...

But Yan Feilong, who stood stubbornly on her feet, narrowed her eyes to slits, clenched her teeth, and remained completely silent.

Its two front paws were so swollen that they looked like balls of flesh blown to their limit. Not to mention Teostra, even Chen Yan glared angrily at Kushala Daora.

You beast!

Nana-chan's hands are so beautiful, how dare you slap them so hard? Even I've only touched them a few times, and the feel, the sensation, the stimulation...

I think you don't take me seriously at all!

Chen Yan gripped the hilt of his knife tightly, his eyes blazing with fury.

You're just waiting to die! Don't go! You should buy yourself a coffin while you're ahead!

Unlike Chen Yan, who always uttered a few harsh words before taking action, Yan Wanglong let out a roar of extreme anger and fury.

He transformed into a crimson meteor and charged forward.

Who dares to bully my wife!

Chapter 171: Justice prevails in a two-on-one fight!

However, in terms of strength, Teostra might be slightly inferior to its partner.

After all, the red flames He spewed were not as hot as the blue flames of Lunastra, and the red dust He scattered was less powerful when it exploded than the blue dust. However, under the blessing of His extremely fierce wrath, He actually managed to knock the Kushala Daora to the ground.