Monster Hunter from League of Legends

"What a coward." Fain showed a trace of disgust on his face: "If he had stood up and challenged me, I wouldn't have been in trouble even if he lost. But he went to ask others for help? Tsk tsk..."

After hearing Faan's words, the two bearmen nodded in agreement, even though they were enemies.

"The Frost Witch's dogs are all such trash. Even if they die, their souls will not receive the attention of the Ancient Dao."

"Then why did you come here?" Fan asked.

"It was the roaring thunder that guided us." The bear man answered, and the bear skin covering his body flickered with a tiny white light like static electricity.

"The Immortal Thunder senses your wildness. Honestly, this makes us jealous, since you don't even wear animal skins..."

As he spoke, the bear man clenched his fists, and his already burly body continued to swell, with dark, messy hair emerging from under his skin. In just a moment, he turned into a giant black bear with a body nearly four meters long, crawling on all fours, and a pair of horns.

The once clear sky darkened drastically, thunder rumbled, and a strong wind surged. It had transformed into a pure beast, sharp teeth protruding from the 'man's' lips, dripping with a foul, brownish-brown mucus.

"I will follow the roar of thunder and bring you the trial of the storm!"

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The word count is finally enough for the book to be put on the shelves. I will update about 1.2 words every day for a week. I will update two words today and then update more words tomorrow when the book is put on the shelves.

Remarks and rewards for listing

It’s on the shelves, it’s on the shelves, it’s finally on the shelves.

This book was uploaded on the 4th of this month, and today is the 14th. Excluding today, I've updated 118,000 words in nine days. That's an average of 12,000 to 13,000 words a day.

I basically update until 4am every day. I'm really impressed. When I told my editor that I'd be releasing my work this week, they were shocked because if I updated too much and released it too quickly, it wouldn't be recommended. And the truth is, normally, an author would update k a day, go through a full recommendation process, and then have a smooth release schedule about a month later.

But I have to wait until this Friday to start arranging recommendations for this book, and if I want to finish it, I have to wait until the 15th of next month. Even if I am in a hurry to put it on the shelves, I will first take a round of recommendations and then put it on the shelves next Friday.

But after thinking about it, I decided to just release it this week. It's okay if there are no recommendations, just donate two boxes to get it on the charts and sell it out... The main reason is that, although it sounds a bit strange to say this, I really prefer to just smash the treasure chests and then release it as soon as possible, because I am that kind of passionate author.

When I'm passionate about writing, I write so smoothly and naturally. I can even write without even looking at an outline. By contrast, when I ponder for a long time before writing slowly, meticulously crafting each word, my results are much worse.

Honestly, I'm quite speechless. But when I think about it, it's mainly because I'm emotionally invested in the writing process, and this emotional investment actually resonates better with readers who like this genre.

In contrast, meticulous craftsmanship, to me, is a double-edged sword. If the signals aren't aligned, the finished product will be a mess, like the assembly line. Even if it's recommended, it's still just a sideshow...

The tone of this book was set from the start. It was pure harem fun—after all, the League of Legends universe was there, so if you wanted to write something deeper, you didn't need to force it into fan fiction.

And why I suddenly wrote this book.

I’m short of money because I have a damn anal fistula.

It started as an anal abscess, but once it developed, it was likely to develop into an anal fistula. I went to the hospital for a checkup, and sure enough, I already had a fistula.

At first I didn't want to tell anyone, but then one day my girlfriend's friend came over and noticed I was wearing a hospital bracelet. "Are you in the hospital? What's wrong with you?" she asked.

As we all know, people are always embarrassed to talk about these kinds of lower body diseases, so I just glossed over it and didn't say anything. On the way out, my girlfriend went out to see her off, and then my friend asked her, "Do you have any problems with your vagina?"

At that time, I felt that there was nothing to be ashamed of about anal fistula.

During the surgery, I discovered a hemorrhoid, so I removed it as well. Because the fistula was discovered early and only a shallow one, I was only hospitalized for a week, and then had to change the dressing for a month.

Seriously, when you have an anal fistula, you become more open-minded about some things – especially daily dressing changes.

After a month of suspension, medical expenses, hospitalization fees, water, electricity, rent, etc. are the biggest expenses, so I started writing a new book and updated it as soon as possible.

This book is a harem-themed adventure story, so excluding some characters like celestial beings and demigods, there is no clear power level classification. The power of the characters is floating, and it will rise and fall for some reasons, so don't worry about the power, just focus on the story.

I have been updating the blog at a rapid pace recently and I am mentally exhausted. I have not had time to correct many typos. Today I have finally reached the required number of words. I plan to take a break and save some drafts for the upcoming update.

It will be on sale tomorrow at noon, and as usual, a reward will be offered.

After it is put on the shelves, the daily minimum guarantee is 4k, 100 monthly tickets, 100 blades, 12000 rewards and an additional 2k.

If you have blades, throw more blades. The more you get, the greater the harvest.

I won't set a limit. After all, I put it on the shelves without taking any recommendations. I rely on my own two boxes to attract traffic, so I shouldn't be able to give out much reward. I will definitely update it on the day of the release, and I will also take my time after it's over...

Chapter 54: Bearman Attacks.

As the voice fell, the bear man started running.

The huge and burly body was like a galloping chariot, and its thick limbs were covered with layers of lightning. It pounced forward, and Fan drew the long sword behind him without thinking.

Clang! !

With a flash of blade, the fiery red Faan transformed into a streak of light, dodging the bear man's heavy blows while the long blade in his hand turned into a stream of light, slicing through the bear man's flesh. However, the bear man seemed to feel no pain and even roared with satisfaction.

"Not enough! Not enough! Thunderbolt!!"

Thunder wrapped around his arms, arcs of silver light streaking across his jet-black mane. Amidst the crackling sound, Faan couldn't even tell whether the stench in the air came from the collision of ionization and mist, or from the flesh and blood of the bear man himself.

Sharp claws broke through the air, and the thunderbolt lightning left five dazzling light tracks in the sky.

Clang! With a swipe of his sword, Faan slashed back. But the effect was completely different from before. This time, the Flying Dragon Blade not only failed to cleave the bearman's flesh, but it also failed to split the thick, tough skin. Only a few streaks of pitch-black bristles scattered with the blow. Before Faan could draw his sword to defend himself, the bearman's sharp claws swung violently, sending Faan flying.

In the air, Fane quickly regained his center of gravity, and with the strength provided by his dragon-like muscles, Fane stabilized his body just before landing.

Standing there, Fane took two breaths and looked at the bearman with a serious look.

After a simple confrontation, Fane was able to confirm that the bearman in front of him was no ordinary bearman.

Although ordinary bearmen could receive Volibear's favor and thus possess greater power, they still retained some human characteristics. However, this giant bear, in terms of its stature, build, and strength, far surpassed the strength of any known bearmen.

Among the Ursine tribe, those who are more powerful and noble than the Lost and the Ursine, and who command the beasts for Volibear, have a unified title, which represents their representation of all the wildness in this world—

"You're not wild enough."

The Hunter Lord growled, "I can sense a purer wild impulse hidden within you! Let it burst forth! Come, bring it out! Please my Lord with your true wildness!"

In response to this, after a brief silence, Faan suddenly ended his fighting stance under Ashe's somewhat puzzled gaze, and stood up again after taking a deep breath.

"Indeed, it's just that it's too difficult to inflict effective damage with the R4 Flying Dragon Blade..."

Faan felt helpless.

The Flying Dragon Blade Red Leaf, as a weapon of rarity 4, is only mastered by a few hunters even in the Monster Hunter world.

Why? Because the materials used are genuine Fire Dragon materials. Defense equipment, for example, can be obtained by secretly gathering them in high-risk areas, but Fire Dragon materials are incredibly difficult to collect. You either have to pick them up or steal them. A head-on attack, where you'll have to strip the materials after victory, is too risky.

In terms of material quality, the Red Leaf of the Flying Dragon Blade in Faen's hands was actually quite high. Even some of the rarer Defense Force equipment and bone-based equipment in the game were far less valuable and powerful than the Red Leaf in Faen's hands. However, other materials were in short supply. I had thought that upon reaching the New World, I would be able to complete a new round of enhancements by collecting them. But who would have thought...

The New World won't be accessible anytime soon. My future self obviously can't just focus on the attributes; my equipment must also keep up.

Thinking this, Faan grasped the blade and performed the ritual of drawing the sword, as Ashe looked bewildered and the Beast Hunter Lord's gaze grew increasingly serious. With the movement, Faan's palm was easily cut open, but the flesh that twitched to the sides did not drip a single drop of blood.

On the contrary, particles of hard phosphorus gushed out from the flesh in his palm and continuously spread towards Faan's body. The once lifeless armor seemed to come alive in that instant. As Faan's blood gradually heated up, the boundary between armor and membrane gradually blurred, until the armor seemed to melt and pour onto Faan's body.

Zi La La——

The skin disappeared along with the hot blood, and there was no gap between the fire dragon's scales and Faan's body.

Fine lowered his upper body, arching his back. The muscles on his broad back throbbed constantly, and two lumps bulged from his shoulder blades, wriggling and struggling constantly, as if something was trying to break through the flesh.

Whoosh!

A pair of flesh and blood membrane wings tore through the phosphorus armor on the back, and the broad wings spread out behind the body. With a slight shake, blood plasma as thick as molten fire fell like raindrops.

Seeing Faan's transformation, Ashe's eyes widened. In contrast, the Hunter Lord's gaze was filled with excitement and passion.

"Yes, that's it, that's the feeling! Abandon all that so-called civilization and rationality! A bloody reckoning is coming! Return to the ancient path, and the raging thunder will bless you and me!"

"call……"

To the astonishment of the Beast Hunter Lord, after entering the dragonization, Faan did not lose his mind. Instead, he raised his eyes again, and the wildness that had been growing continuously retreated in an instant, and the balance between reason and wildness was reproduced in the dragonized vertical pupils.

"What are you resisting?!"

The hunting lord was furious.

"Embrace the wildness in your blood! Respond to the instincts of the beast spirit! Return to the ancient ways!"

The smell of sulfur filled his nostrils, and Fane's eyes were filled with burning fighting spirit.

"Who cares about your old ways and instincts... Are you annoying me?! I want to go hunting!!"

As he spoke, Faan's wings spread out, his legs tensed, and then, with a sudden, violent explosion, a resounding boom erupted, a massive crack appearing in the solid ground. Debris flew everywhere, and Faan's body instantly transformed into a single force. Facing the Hunter Lord's furious eyes, his right arm, covered in hard phosphorus and swirling with raging fire, struck him squarely in the abdomen like a meteor.

Bang! Without the protection of bones, the Hunter Lord's soft abdomen was deeply inwards struck by the iron fist. With the impact of the force, the extremely stretched muscles left a clear outline directly through his spine, making it seem as if the Hunter Lord had been blasted through by a single blow.

Immediately afterwards, power exploded, like a football deformed by a powerful shot. As the impact spread, the four-meter-long body of the Beast Hunter Lord turned into a black shadow and was blown away.

But as Volibear's spokesperson, the Beastmaster recovered from his gaffe almost immediately.

He suddenly stretched out his claws to the ground, and the hunting lord who was knocked away suddenly slowed down. His limbs were inserted into the ground, leaving four deep grooves as the power was removed.

Recovering his form, the Hunter Lord stood up again. His once massive limbs were already ripped and bloodied from the intense, high-speed friction. But the Hunter Lord didn't care at all, instead staring at Faan with uncontrollable fury.

"Use your blood to atone for your sins to my Lord!!"

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Chapter 55: The Hunting Lord.

"Use me to atone for your sins? Okay! Come on! That's what I thought too!"

With his wings spread, Fane stood in mid-air, feeling the energy rapidly draining from his body. Without blinking, he threw two small golden pills into his mouth and swallowed one of them.

These are not simple herbs. These secret medicines transformed through learning ancient dragon alchemy begin to take effect the moment they enter Fane's body, forming pure and rich energy to quickly replenish Fane's lost physical strength and battle damage.

His throat burning, Faan raised the long sword in his right hand, which seemed to come alive and burst into flames. The blazing dragon flames surrounding the blade not only did not extinguish, but instead burned more fiercely.

"hunting!"

Opening his hands, the broad and warm palms in Ashe's memory were now covered with hard phosphorus, with dagger-sharp nails growing on them. His right arm held a knife, but the flying dragon knife that once required both hands to control now seemed extremely light in Faan's hands. He only needed to hold it with one hand to control it naturally.

With a sudden flap of his wings, two gusts of wind erupted to either side of Faan's back. Looking at the Beast Hunter Lord, whose body was swirling with lightning, Faan's wings vibrated, a cold glint flashed in his eyes. He instantly leaped up, his wings slashed open, granting Faan aerial agility. The sharp blade in his hand turned into flames, streaking through the air in a long arc, piercing the Beast Hunter Lord's chest.

Upon seeing this, the Beast Hunter Lord roared, and his seemingly bulky and burly body showed agility far beyond his appearance. Lightning flashed up, and before Fane got close, he suddenly swung out, his sharp claws cutting through the air, and five dazzling lightning bolts broke through the air, as if to smash Fane directly.

With a shudder of his flank, Faan, in mid-air, passed by the lightning as lightly as a feather. Coming close to the beast-hunting lord, he mercilessly chopped down the bear's head with his long sword.

He used his arm to deflect Faan's blow, blood splattering as blazing dragon flames clung to his body. The flames burned his torn flesh, and the pain that penetrated deep into his bones caused the Hunter Lord to roar piercingly. But this did not make the Hunter Lord retreat, but instead further unleashed the savagery within him. With a flash of black light, another bear claw, like an iron hook, struck Faan's head!

If it were an ordinary person, not only would their head be shattered, but their upper body would probably be shattered as well. However, Fane did not shy away. Instead, he raised his head the moment the bear's paw landed on his head, and with the remaining force from the blow being deflected, he smashed towards the Hunter Lord's bear head!

"bump!!"

Totally unexpected that Faan would attack in this way, the defenseless hunting lord only felt a sharp pain in his head. His soft brain was impacted, and the constant collisions in the cranial cavity left a lot of bruises and blood clots. Then a strong feeling of drowsiness took over his brain. After slapping his claws, his huge body retreated uncontrollably, staggering and almost falling.

After hitting the Lord of Hunting, Fane did not attack. Instead, he was knocked to the ground by the Lord of Hunting with one claw, and a shallow human-shaped pit was directly smashed into the hard soil.

Reluctantly climbing to his feet, Faan's forehead was gushing with blood. The slashing blow had been interrupted, the force of the impact being dissipated by Faan's headbutt. But force is reciprocal; even this partial reaction caused a buzzing sensation in Faan's head. Even without further examination, Faan could sense the cracks in his skull and the contusion in his brain.

This is assuming the [Assault Dragon's Hard Head] entry. Under other circumstances, Faan would have been like a high-flying bird crashing into a stone wall. Whether the stone wall was damaged or not is unknown, but the bird's head is likely flattened.

He didn't care and chewed up the other secret medicine in his mouth and swallowed it. The moment it entered his body, the secret medicine turned into pure life energy and flowed to every part of Fan's body.

When the beast-hunting lord finally regained consciousness and roared, he saw the original Faan once again raise his head. In his dragon-man form, the proliferation organs that simulated the fire dragon's flame bag began to continuously transform life energy into blazing flames. The temperature in his throat and chest surged, and the energy boiled. The scorching heat made Faan's chest and neck seem like a piece of iron heated to a thousand degrees, a dazzling white incandescence.

With a flick of his head, three fireballs, each nearly a meter in diameter, burst through the air. Feeling the intense heat, the dazed Hunter Lord roared. His jet-black fur erupted in a fierce flash of lightning, his flesh tensing. Even so, the Hunter Lord roared in pain the moment the fireballs struck and exploded.

The high-temperature dragon flames weren't pure flames; within them lay an organic fuel, a gasoline-like substance synthesized through a flame sac. The heavy impact had already severely damaged the Hunter Lord's head, and the molten flames that poured out from the explosion clung to his fur and flesh, constantly burning them.

"Roar!!!!"

The Beast Hunter Lord struggled continuously and in extreme pain, tearing his own flesh and skin to pieces. With the blood flowing out and the broken flesh and blood, he peeled off all the 'molten flames' that adhered to the membrane!

Meanwhile, seeing the fireballs were effective, Faan raised his head, ready to fire another six-hit combo. However, just as he lifted his head to activate the flame bag, he felt a burning pain in his throat and chest. Not to mention Faan's current dragon-man form, even a true fire dragon couldn't sustain its breath for long. And let alone this highly compressed molten fireball?

If you are not careful, burning your throat is the least of your worries. There are also fire dragons that have died tragically due to excessive use of stress response, which resulted in their throats melting.

But as I said, it was a fire dragon.

Covering his throat and coughing twice, Fane took out two large recovery pills and a bottle of cold drink from the space and threw them into his mouth together with the bottle.

The sharp teeth, which had become extremely sharp as it transformed into a dragon, bit the glass into pieces and swallowed it along with the medicine.

The broken glass shards did not stay in Fane's throat for long. They only slightly stimulated the organic melt in the flame bag, and soon the glass was quickly liquefied and became part of it.

Through alchemical refinement, the enhancer made from bitter worms can maximize the potion's effectiveness through its unique alchemical properties. Furthermore, through the enhancer's effects, the cold drink made from frozen mushrooms and honey also begins to take effect rapidly the moment it comes into contact with the chest cavity.

The cold drink quickly cooled the fire bags in Fane's throat and chest, and then the recovery medicine and secret medicine worked together to speed up the repair of the burned tissue.