Monster Hunter: Wild Pointer

"This thin film, which looks like an insect wing, is incomplete. Based on the outline of the edge, a rough estimate of the insect's size suggests it could be over 70 centimeters long.

The average body length of a hunting insect is 30 to 40 centimeters. Isn't this head a bit too big?

"Can I take a few pictures and collect some samples?" Eric suddenly changed the subject. "I can't recognize it, but the professor and the scholars in the academy will definitely be able to identify it."

There was naturally no reason for Ao Lang to refuse.

Eric took out the portable camera he had brought with him. After the loss of his luggage, he didn't have many photos left, but for this unique insect wing, he was willing to use a few.

After taking a series of snaps, he took out a small knife used for dissection, cut off a piece the size of his palm, and put it into a special booklet as if it were a leaf.

"Master Xianglan, I don't think I'll be able to use this, but I'm somewhat concerned about its origin. How about I let the scholars identify it when I return to the city and then give it to you?"

"Really give it to me?" Xianglan blinked, "Okay!"

Lady Xianglan thinks you are very smart, meow!

Xianglan, in a good mood, took the initiative to carry the kite and said, "I'm going to check the location of that dragon-slaying monster. If I have a chance, I'll throw a colored ball at it so it can dodge and take a detour."

As she spoke, Xianglan quickened her pace for a few steps on the flat riverbank. When a gust of wind came, she rode the wind and rose into the air.

Seabuckthorn and Eric turned to look at Orlan.

"It seems like you've become quite skilled at coaxing Aunt Xianglan, meow."

"Total control!"

".This is called gratitude and respect."

Traveling light and with plenty of energy as they had just entered the dense forest, the professor and his team were surprisingly efficient.

After gradually adapting to the dense forest environment and the weight of the luggage, Xiang's pace continued to quicken.

He ran back and forth all the way, not only carrying the professor on his back, but even began to use his big head to nod at the hunters' backs, hoping that they would walk faster.

For a hound that loves to run, the feeling of having to walk with restrained strength is too frustrating.

Realizing that he had underestimated Xiang's physical strength, the professor decisively changed his strategy. He unloaded several boxes of ammunition from Xiang's luggage to further reduce the weight.

At the same time, he let Muti, who had the heaviest equipment and the slowest movement speed in the team, ride directly on Xiang's back, and Muxiang followed behind.

After running for a long distance, Muxiang's physical strength was almost exhausted, so he exchanged with Muti. In short, he fully utilized the advantage of the hound's outstanding endurance.

As a result, Xiang could no longer run back and forth as briskly as before, but the group's movement speed had obviously increased by two levels.

In just two days, we covered the distance that was originally planned to take more than three days.

The hunters took turns resting along the way to better conserve their energy. Only Xiang was so tired that he stuck out his tongue.

Muxiang felt a little distressed, but recalled what Mr. Daoji had told her, that Xiang was still in the growth stage and had great potential to be tapped, so he could be properly exploited.

Then take this opportunity to squeeze it out.

"It's almost done." The professor, who was silently calculating the journey in his mind, called a halt to the team.

"Rest here for an hour. Muxiang and Fukukitani should check the surroundings and the situation ahead. Everyone else should take a break."

"Woof--" Xiang stuck out his tongue and fell to the ground.

"I don't need to rest." Muti climbed down from the giant dog's back with a grin and rubbed its big head. "Thank you for your hard work! I saw some footprints just now. Can I get some food for Xiang?"

Hibiki's ears perked up, and he licked the back of Muti's hand gratefully.

Although this guy is very heavy, he is a good person!

The professor glanced over here and did not object. The hound was strong and had great endurance, but all of this depended on food.

The supplies they carried were not enough for the hound to eat for several meals, so hunting was necessary to obtain food.

Muti was lucky. In less than a quarter of an hour, she carried back a fat elf deer.

“Dinner is here!”

Xiang, who had been lying on the ground pretending to be dead a second ago, immediately jumped up excitedly and ran towards Muti, wagging his tail.

At the same time, the Fukuki rabbit named Mochi landed on Muxiang's arm, whispered in her ear, and started communicating with her.

After a moment, Muxiang frowned and quickly walked to the professor who was writing and drawing on the map.

"There's a large monster moving around a few kilometers ahead. Moshu is still young, so it's hard for him to accurately describe the monster's species, but it's likely a relatively dangerous species."

"Roar--!"

As if to support her words, a muffled roar came from the woods in the distance.

"It's the roar of the beast dragon species, meow." Yuwan, who was polishing his claws, raised his head and said.

The professor gave it an approving look, "Yes, that's the roar of a dragon slayer."

Mu Xiang suddenly remembered what President Noah had said before they set out, about a hunting group being wiped out by a ferocious Dragon Slasher. Unable to help but ask nervously, "Could it be that ferocious individual?"

"No," the professor shook his head decisively. "That ferocious dragon-slashing creature was too dangerous. It was taken down by a high-ranking hunter sent by the guild headquarters half a month ago. This must be another individual."

Muxiang immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Meow?" Yuwan suddenly put down the weapon in his hand and sniffed hard, "Something is wrong, meow. I smell the scent of dye balls, meow."

"Dye ball?" The professor frowned. "Is someone hunting that dragon-slayer? Or has it been marked for some reason?"

"Moshu didn't mention any hunters fighting monsters," Muxiang speculated. "Could it be Orlan and the others? They used the dye balls to avoid them?"

"It's possible." The professor thought for a moment, took out a flare and fired it into the air.

Yellow flares used to indicate their position lit up in the sky. "No matter if it's them or not, let's just check it out first."

"Roar-!"

Another roar sounded, startling a large flock of birds in the forest.

"The smell of the dye ball is getting stronger, meow." Yuwan stared at the direction of the smell and sound, "That dragon-slaying beast is coming towards us, meow!"

"It spotted us from such a distance?" The professor looked up at the slowly falling flare, "Could it be that the flare just now caught its attention?

Strange, a dragon slayer shouldn't be that curious, unless he's attracted by the smell of blood."

As the professor was speaking, a smell of blood entered his nostrils and he turned around in surprise.

Not far away, Xiang was busy tearing apart the bloody corpse of an elf deer.

Beside it, Muti, also biting his tongue, set up a portable barbecue grill and held up a skinned deer leg ready to grill.

"Why are you guys already eating it?!"

Chapter 260: There is a reason for using a catapult

Looking at the innocent faces of Muti and Xiang, the professor felt a little tight in his chest.

He wanted to scold them, but then he thought again and it didn't seem to be the fault of these two guys.

Muti had told him before that she was going to prepare food for Xiang, and he saw her coming back with the elf deer on her back.

But at that time, no one knew that there was a dragon-slaying person nearby, so no one tried to stop them, but instead condoned their actions.

Who can I blame?

The professor took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Stop eating and get ready for battle."

Xiang turned his head to look at him, swallowed hard the large piece of meat he had just torn off, and licked the deer blood from the corner of his mouth.

Muti was holding a raw deer leg in his hand, with a look of regret on his face, but he still stuffed the deer leg into Xiang's mouth with his backhand.

"Professor, why did you choose to engage in battle?" Mu Xiang beside the professor asked in confusion, "Aren't you considering retreating?"

The professor's face darkened even further, and he only regretted that he had acted too quickly. "If it was two minutes ago, before the signal flare was launched, I would have ordered a retreat.

But now the flares have been sent out, and the hunters using the dye balls will move in this direction when they see the signal. If we retreat like this, we will be calling them right in front of the dragon-slaying beast."

Muxiang suddenly realized, "I see."

It is indeed immoral to just walk away like that.

After understanding the professor's intention, Muxiang quickened his pace and came to Xiang's side, took out more shotgun magazines from the ammunition box, and hung them on the magazine belt.

Zhanlong's weak attributes are water and ice, but her Valkyrie Fire is not suitable for launching water-cooled bullets and ice-freezing bullets, so she is not prepared.

Using normal bullets to deal with the thick-skinned Dragon Slayer is a bit of an underestimation of the latter. In comparison, shotgun bullets are a more appropriate choice.

Muti also wiped his hands and began to load bullets into his rifle.

Seeing both of them preparing to attack, the professor quickly reminded them, "When the dragon appears, don't rush to attack. Just dodge and move around. First, try to force it back with fertilizer bombs."

"Ok."

"clear."

The two hunters responded and dispersed.

Xiang looked at the half-eaten elf deer and felt reluctant to let it go, but was slapped in the face by Yuwan.

"Still thinking about eating meow? Quickly wipe off the blood stains on your body and hide meow, Zhan Long is not a monster you can face meow!"

"Wangwu——"

Xiang had no choice but to spit out the deer leg in his mouth with a wronged look, then he carried the professor on his back and hid in the dense forest.

For a large theropod that was good at running, several kilometers was just a short distance.

Soon, the rumbling sound of falling trees and shaking ground reached the ears of the hunters who were on high alert.

"Here it comes!" Muti shouted, raised his shield, swung his musket, and deployed his weapons.

"Hooray!"

With a ferocious roar, the giant beast, which was over 20 meters long, smashed the big tree in front of it and entered the hunters' sight.

This is a monster that is full of aggression from beginning to end.

Its body structure is compact and sturdy. In addition to the sharp teeth and claws that are indispensable for a carnivorous monster, its body is covered with reversed sharp spines, like scimitars, pointing obliquely forward.

Of course, the most eye-catching thing is the huge alien tail that takes up more than half of its body length.

It didn't look like a limb of a living creature, but more like a giant blade that had been repeatedly polished. The tip and blade reflected a cold metallic light, hard and sharp.

As the dragon-slaying blade's tail swung, the giant trees behind it were like weeds swept by a sickle, and a large number of them were knocked down in an instant, as if nothing could stop the slashing of the blade's tail.

Dino Baruto, hence the name "Dragon Slayer".

Muti, staring at his opponent, couldn't help swallowing.

Her intuition told her not to use the shield to block the huge blade tail. Given the strength of the large steel shield in her hand, it might not be able to withstand the slash of the blade tail.

Zhanlong rushed out of the dense forest and set his sights on the hunters.

As for the little body of the elf deer on the ground, it was too lazy to even look at it. It was more interested in the living prey than those leftovers.

“Roar, ahhhh!!”

The roar echoed in the forest. Muti, who was closer, gritted his teeth and endured the loud noise, but his body inevitably became stiff.

"Beware!"

Muxiang, who was farther away and had a more comprehensive view, noticed that Zhanlong suddenly took half a step back and quickly shouted a warning.

Zhanlong suddenly turned its body 180 degrees with one of its thick hind legs as the axis, and raised its giant blade tail that was more than ten meters long high up, and chopped it down vertically from top to bottom like a real giant sword.

Muti, who had just recovered from the roar, had no time to think. He jumped sideways and pulled the trigger to fire at the empty space, using the recoil of the fire to further extend the distance of his side jump.

Before her feet could even touch the ground, the tail of the dragon-slaying sword slammed down on the spot where she had been standing a moment before.

The blade tail, which was more than one meter wide, cut deep into the ground, and Zhanlong was unable to pull the tail out even with one try.

If such a powerful attack hits you head-on, even if you are protected by a large shield and strong armor and not split in two, you will definitely be smashed into the ground like a nail.

To be honest, she wasn't sure she could withstand this blow.

By swinging his body vigorously, Zhanlong finally pulled out the giant tail that was embedded in the ground.

It turned its head and was about to continue its attack when an inconspicuous small ball flew from a distance and hit its side face accurately.

The brown contents splattered all over its head, and a sickening stench filled the air.

For Zhanlong, who had an extremely keen sense of smell, the stench almost made it impossible to breathe. It shook its head hard and finally got rid of some of the filth.

However, the smell that is lingering between the gaps between the scales of the shell is not so easy to remove.

For a moment, Zhanlong no longer cared about the hunter in front of him. He continued to shake his head and used his short forelimbs to constantly fidget with his head, trying to rub off the stench.