Monster Hunter: I can accept monster quests

"The blade is indeed stained with the blood of the Netherworld Dragon, but there's none on your body... Hey, you didn't release it, did you?"

Chen Yan nodded as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

"Otherwise what? I'm a person of principle!"

Chen Yan began to count on his fingers.

"First of all, I won't kill underage dragons, beautiful dragons, dragons with families, dragons that know how to act cute, dragons that wag their tails at me, dragons that show me their bellies, dragons that cry and beg for mercy, dragons without treasures, dragons that fly too fast to catch, dragons that are grumpy after waking up, and dragons I can't beat..."

I had only said one-tenth when I was suddenly struck by a claw from the inexplicably enraged Dome.

"Damn it! I was hoping you'd get rid of my biggest threat ahead of time, but you've played the fool and let the tiger go back to the mountain. Just wait until I scratch you and you're done for!"

Duo Miao's paws were so soft that it was more like giving Chen Yan a massage than scratching him.

Chen Yan wrapped his arms around Duo Miao and used a super cat-petting technique to make her eyes glaze over and quickly lose her fighting ability.

"Hey, judging by your appearance, it seems you have a grudge against Xeno'jiiva or Safi'jiiva..."

Chen Yan petted the cat while guessing what would happen next.

"Could it be that the Elder Dragon you painstakingly hunted was stolen by Xeno'jiiva... no, it should be stolen by Safi'jiiva. You couldn't defeat Safi'jiiva, so you came to the New World to vent your anger by hunting newly hatched Xeno'jiiva, and as a result, you and your companions got separated at sea... right?"

Duo Miao meowed twice without answering, only rolling her eyes at him. "You can guess," she thought, "but after I've drained your energy, I'll do whatever it takes, against your 'principles'—"

Those underage dragons, beautiful dragons, dragons with families, dragons that can act cute, dragons that wag their tails first when they see you, dragons that show you their bellies, dragons that cry and beg for mercy, dragons without treasures, dragons that fly too fast to catch, dragons that are grumpy after just waking up, dragons that you can't beat...

We'll squeeze you dry!

Chapter 241 You little dragon, dare to look me in the eye?

Permafrost.

In this rare, prolonged, and all-encompassing super blizzard, a petite dragon-like figure, resembling a deep blue elf, is leaping and bounding through the raging storm.

This dragon shadow is none other than a Qilin that has come here from the Ancient Tree Forest.

Under the influence of the unique environment in this cold corner of the planet, the Qilin turned black, grew stronger, and became even more powerful.

His originally azure scales turned dark blue, and the blue horns on his head turned dark purple, with only a trace of dark blue remaining at the tips.

Perhaps thanks to Todo Meow's divine lightning, after successfully taking control of the cold, the Qilin did not completely lose its control over the lightning it once possessed; it could still summon lightning to travel between offense and defense.

He even tried to control both ice and lightning at the same time, fusing the two energies into one to fight off enemies. Although he succeeded only once out of hundreds of attempts, the "cold lightning" that fell from the sky left a deep impression on him.

It brought not only thunderous might, but also an endless chill that seeped into the bone.

In the wind and snow, He gallops, He leaps, He never stops.

Hiding in a cave, the Hell Wolf Dragon, idly playing with the new generation of Devouring Dragon Worm larvae on its body and munching on a sour fruit, looked on with great envy at the Qilin Dragon shadow that streaked through the air.

Oh dear, it really wants to go out and run around too!

However, the newly hatched dragon larvae in the hair were still fragile and could not withstand such a strong wind and snow. For the sake of its baby, it had no choice but to turn away and choose to see it but not see it.

When the fighting larvae had settled their score and slowly crawled back up their arms and backs into the fur, the Qilin also landed back at the cave entrance.

Just as He was about to step in, He thought for a moment, shook His body to shake off the frost and grime on His body.

After Zinogre mutated into Hellwolf, its abilities increased significantly, but its temper also grew wildly. It would go next door to fight Barioth whenever it felt like it.

Having not left the house for several days in a row, the Prison Wolf Dragon must be going crazy from being cooped up for so long, and the Qilin doesn't want to have its scales licked inside and out again.

Despite the Qilin's light steps as it entered the cave, it was still pounced upon and rubbed against by the Prison Wolf Dragon.

Many of the dragon-eating insects even flew onto the Qilin on their own initiative. These little insects, like their newly recognized leader, especially loved to eat "chocolate-flavored magical beast butter".

The Qilin helplessly allowed them to lick the oil secreted from its scales.

After it became an Ice Qilin, even the high-grade ingredient "Phantom Beast Butter" produced from its body turned into "Chocolate-flavored Phantom Beast Butter".

As for the taste, you can tell from the fact that the Hell Wolf Dragon couldn't lift its head that it must be extremely delicious.

Unlike the Qilin and the Prison Wolf Dragon, who were improving and growing every day, there was another snowfield several mountains away from their cave.

The originally rampant wind and snow seemed to ignore this vast land.

Elsewhere, monsters of all sizes are either huddling together for warmth or trapped in their lairs, too heavy with snow to venture out.

This boundless snowfield was eerily quiet; there were no birds, no sounds, only the white snow reflecting a cold, sharp light.

Because the owner of this snowfield is in a bad mood, even the swirling snow dares not disturb him in the slightest.

The Ice Curse Dragon, the "Dragon Who Freezes All Things" and the "Ruler of Cold," was indeed in a bad mood.

Anyone who sees the "volcanic glass" covering the dark blue scales become pitted and uneven would feel bad.

It's the same kind of self-deception—out of sight, out of mind.

The Ice Dragon buried its once slender, beautiful, crystal-clear body—which was loved by dragons and admired by flowers—under the thick snow, leaving only its head and tail exposed.

Its head protrudes to allow air to enter, while its sharp and freely moving tail on the other side is for exhaling.

With a sharp whooshing sound, its tail shot out like a spear, piercing through several falling snowflakes with incredible speed invisible to the naked eye, as well as the winter dinosaur statue that had been frozen into an ice sculpture for half a year behind the snowflakes.

After piercing it, a casual twist caused the ice sculpture, harder than a diamond, to be flung apart.

The Iceborne Dragon remained expressionless, only its tail trembled slightly as it set its sights on the larger Thunderjaw Dragon ice sculpture beside it.

Compared to the Winter Wyvern, which was frozen instantly without even knowing what had happened, the Thunderjaw Dragon, which had mistakenly entered the territory of the Velkhana, had a much more lively expression.

Even though it had been frozen into an ice sculpture for months, the fear and terror in its eyes were still clearly visible.

With a few crisp cracking sounds, the Thunderjaw Dragon ice sculpture was also shattered.

Taking his anger out on these lifeless ice sculptures, the Ice Curse Dragon's eyes were filled with "boredom." He squinted and looked up at the endless blizzard in the sky.

Since I can't sleep anyway, I might as well go check if those volcanoes have revived.

Thinking this, the Ice Curse Dragon spread its wings, and the snow that had been pressing down on its body fell away without wind, revealing its "fragmented", "patterned", and "difficult to see its dragon form" body.

He pretended not to see his own body, his eyes filled with the expression that "I have a tail behind my head, no body, and wings growing on my head."

As it soared into the sky, the blizzards in its path paused. Just as it was about to plunge into the snow-covered black clouds, it opened its mouth and roared a clear, cold dragon's cry, causing the dense black clouds to immediately disperse.

The blizzard that had lasted for three days and three nights was stopped by His command.

The Ice Dragon arrived at the volcanic area at the edge of the Everfrost Tundra. It first circled several towering volcanoes where people usually extracted lava. After finding no lava, it flew down halfway and poked a few holes in the middle of the volcano with its tail.

Apart from spewing out a plume of choking black smoke, there was no lava.

Undeterred, the Ice Dragon continued its descent, reaching the foot of the mountain just meters above the ground. It launched another series of stabbing attacks, but only black smoke escaped its breath.

The Ice Dragon searched almost every volcano in the volcanic region, not even missing a dwarf mountain that was only a few meters high.

After poking and prodding it repeatedly, not seeing a single speck of lava, the disappointment in the eyes of the Ice Curse Dragon, which had not obtained "volcanic glass" for a long time, turned into a raging inferno.

He turned his gaze to a group of Flame Dragons craning their necks to watch the spectacle at the foot of the opposite mountain.

I don't even look at other dragons, but you bunch of little dragons dare to look me in the eye, right?

Faced with the charging Ice Drake, this group of Flame Drakes, who were also forced to come to the ground due to the depletion of volcanoes, had not yet realized the seriousness of the problem.

Because the Yangolong occupies a high ecological niche in volcanic areas.

Among their competitors of the same level, only a few large carnivores that live in volcanic areas, such as the Tigrex subspecies, the Fire Dragon subspecies, and the Brachydios, can rival them.

What makes these Flamegore Dragons even more fearless is that, with the combined efforts of their group, even the troublesome Deviljho and Bazelgeuse are helpless against them.

Judging from the ugly appearance of the strange monster in the sky, it was obviously just a "roadside creature" or a "lump in a pit," probably not even as good as a Deviljho or a Bazelgeuse.

However, these "judging dragons by their appearance" of the Flamegos Dragon clearly underestimated the Iceborne Dragon and overestimated the Deviljho and Bazelgeuse.

Let alone Deviljho and Bazelgeuse, even if a Furious Deviljho or a Crimson Bazelgeuse came, they would be intimidated by the enraged Velkhana.

...

The wind stopped, the snow stopped, and the Hell Wolf Dragon, which had just climbed the next mountain and was searching for traces of the Ice Fang Dragon, blinked. What was that flashing in the distance?

Also, wasn't there a really ugly dragon flying overhead just now?

The ice dragon flying over the thin clouds suddenly stopped, its wings outstretched. It slowly lowered its head, and blood-red ice shards fell softly from its ice crystal crown.

Just now, it seemed, probably, perhaps, maybe, possibly, there was another gaze that brazenly scrutinized His body?

Chapter 242 The Ice Curse Dragon and the Agile Dogs of the Mountains

Before the Ice Dragon could even attack, several lumps of ice, each the size of a Hell Wolf Dragon's head, were hurled at it.

The Hell Wolf Dragon swaggered into a stance, shaking its thick fur, from which strands of red lightning burst forth.

Faced with the ice-lump cannonballs that smashed the Yango Dragons to pieces, it did not dodge, but instead took the initiative to meet them head-on.

It leaps into the air with the power of its hind legs, and while airborne, it raises its front paws to unleash a fierce palm strike, slapping and shoving with both hands.

Before landing, it successfully shattered most of the pieces, leaving only the largest piece to be caught by its thick tail. With its limbs moving nimbly in alternating rotations, it spun around once and was thrown back by the Velkhana.

The Ice Dragon disdained to dodge either. It slightly adjusted its posture, extended its claws from below, grabbed the large ice block, flapped its wings, and gracefully flipped in the air before throwing the ice block back.

The Prison Wolf Dragon's eyes lit up. You want to compete with it in acrobatics? Well, it'll show you something amazing!

It roared and began to show off its unique move, the "Thomas Spinning Kick".

It first hopped, its left and hind legs taking off, supporting its massive body with only one front leg. As its taut tail relaxed, the force of the rotation spread throughout its body.

It spun rapidly three and a half times around its forelegs until it turned into a blurry red ball of lightning.

Just as the ice block was about to hit it, it leaped up suddenly, channeling all the force it had been holding back into its wide, flat, and massive tail covered in a dense carapace.

It's like a perfect shot hitter, accurately striking the large ice block in mid-air and then forcefully sending it back.

The battered "baseball" flew back at an even faster speed, crashing straight into the crystal-clear crown atop the Ice Dragon's head.

The elegant and slender Ice Curse Dragon's sharp gaze pierced through the spinning, flying ice chunks, looking at the Hell Wolf Dragon on the mountaintop, which was jumping and leaping, its face full of anticipation for it to strike back.

Ice Dragon suddenly felt like he was just idly playing with a dog.

One dragon soars in the sky, the other lies on the ground; the two dragons, in perfect unison, begin their game of ball-playing.

The Ice Dragon has always been straightforward with its "receive, neutralize, and release" attack, but the Hell Wolf Dragon has a much wider variety of moves.

It performs vertical somersaults and tail whips, as well as horizontal somersaults and tail whips, and even, in a moment of high spirits, it does an extremely comical four-legged-up strike.

The Hell Wolf Dragon only stopped, reluctant to stop, as the ice lumps that rose and fell became smaller and smaller until they finally exploded into a few ice shards.