One man and one dog, wandering in the world of Monster Hunter

Leaving the place where the Kappa Frog slept, Link led Phyllis towards the territory of the previous Sickle Dragon.

"It's been so long, I think the Kamaitachi Dragon King has returned. I wonder if the Blue Bear Beast is dead."

Link was thinking as he walked, and soon he stopped at the place where the Blue Bear Beast had stopped before.

"The territory of the sickle-weasel dragon is ahead. What are your plans?"

Link raised the heavy crossbow on his back, and his eyes swept across the dense bamboo forest in front of him as sharp as an eagle. He raised his hand and pointed at the bamboo forest in front of him, asking Phyllis beside him.

He didn't know Phyllis' hunting habits yet, so he couldn't help but feel curious and wanted to see if this three-star hunter had any special techniques for hunting monsters.

"No, just go ahead."

Phyllis's answer was clear and concise, and she seemed very confident in her abilities.

Link frowned slightly, he didn't expect that this elegant-looking female hunter was actually a reckless man, but he didn't say anything else.

Every hunter has a different way of hunting, and he can only respect Phyllis's choice.

The two walked through a narrow forest path and entered the depths of the bamboo forest.

The bamboos here are towering into the clouds. The sunlight shines through the gaps onto the ground, creating mottled light and shadows. The bamboo leaves sway gently in the breeze, making rustling sounds.

Suddenly, a sharp roar broke the silence in the forest.

Link and Phyllis immediately held their breath and stared straight ahead.

A group of sickletail dragons appeared in their sight. They were strolling leisurely and did not notice the presence of Link and Phyllis.

Seeing this, Link calmly stepped back a few steps and protected Phyllis in front of him.

"They are your prey. They don't need my help."

In the wild, hunters who have not accepted the same quest generally will not help, because it is difficult to distribute the spoils afterwards, so Link asked this question.

"No need. A group of gregarious bird dragons are no threat to me."

"Okay, watch out for their tails."

Link nodded, reminded Phyllis, then stepped back, found a rock that could hide his body, hid there and observed secretly.

Seeing Link hiding, Phyllis did not hesitate. She took the two swords from her back, held the swords with her backhand, lowered her body, lurked in the shadows of the leaves, and quietly approached the group of sickle-weasel dragons in front.

The dual swords used by Phyllis are called Rogue Dual Guns Type 1, and their materials come from a monster called the Poison Dog Dragon King.

It was a social bird dragon similar to the sickle-like dragon. Unlike the sickle-like dragon that used its sharp sickle tail to harvest its prey, the poisonous dog dragon, as its name suggests, hunted by spewing poisonous mist from its mouth.

Once the prey is poisoned by them, they will gradually lose strength over time and eventually become at their mercy.

It's a rather cunning creature.

The same goes for the rogue double guns made from their materials. Venom is injected into the magazine. When the trigger is pulled, the venom will flow into the blade with the help of the mechanism, poisoning the injured prey.

Phyllis did not rush directly towards the sickle-tailed dragon king, but first came to the outskirts of the area where the sickle-tailed dragon group was most densely populated.

Link observed Phyllis's movements carefully and saw her take a deep breath, raise both swords above her head, perform some sword dances, then change to holding the swords in her right hand. A stream of red air then wrapped around her curvy body.

It seems very unscientific.

But Link, who had been trained by the village instructor, knew that this was a dual-sword technique called Demonization.

Link had tried it before, and this move would cause his energy to drop rapidly, but in contrast, his agility would almost double.

It is a powerful technique that consumes energy in exchange for a violent attack.

call out!

As Phyllis' figure flashed like lightning, she came to the middle of the sickle-weasel dragon group and waved the two sharp blades in her hands without hesitation.

Dance wildly.

A double sword technique that involves swinging both swords at an extremely fast speed to continuously cut the prey.

Phyllis's movements were swift and precise, and every swing of the knife was full of power and beauty.

The group of sickle-weasel dragons were stunned by Phyllis's sudden appearance. They growled and tried to attack Phyllis.

But Phyllis's dance steps were even faster. Her double swords were like two flexible silver snakes, drawing graceful arcs in the air.

Under Phyllis's control, the pair of flexible knives slashed across the sickle-weasel dragon's neck accurately and sensitively. Each cut would cut the sickle-weasel dragon's vital points, causing a splash of blood. The blood spurting from the wounds dyed her skirt red, adding a touch of madness to her.

The bamboo forest was filled with a strong smell of blood, and the group of sickle-weasel dragons began to become confused. They were simple-minded and could not understand why this seemingly skinny creature was so powerful.

"Roar!!!"

With a roar, the sickle-weasel dragon king who discovered the intruder screamed, trying to calm down the chaotic sickle-weasel dragon group.

But after roaring, he was embarrassed to find that almost all of his men had been slaughtered. Except for a few who stayed by his side, the rest fell in a pool of blood.

"Heh, the most troublesome thing about bird dragons that live in groups is numbers. Now, you're done."

Phyllis raised the corners of her mouth under her veil and sneered.

For hunters, monsters that live in groups are more dangerous than lone dragons. Since they cannot see behind them, sneak attacks from behind by small monsters are fatal.

So the first thing she dealt with was these troublesome little brothers. As for the leader of the tribe, it would be much easier if she fought alone.

Seeing his men being slaughtered, the sickle-weasel dragon king stopped roaring. His orange-yellow eyes gradually began to glow with blood as the blood surged up to his eyes. He twisted his feet and waist vigorously, driving the sickle tail behind him, creating a gust of wind, and the sharp tail blade was in front of Phyllis in the blink of an eye.

"..."

Phyllis, who had been prepared for a long time, would naturally not be hit by such a simple attack. She moved her beautiful legs in stockings and slid to avoid the tail of the sickle-weasel dragon king and went around its side.

As she dodged the attack of the Kamaweasel Dragon King, she pulled the trigger with her slender fingers. The double blades of the revolver passed through the base of the tail, bringing up a layer of faint purple halo. Then, while the Kamaweasel Dragon King did not turn around, she quickly ran towards the remaining few fish.

Link, who was observing from a distance, noticed this and knew that Phyllis, a skilled three-star hunter, had not only injured the Kamaitachi Dragon King, but had also taken the opportunity to poison it.

"What a smooth skill."

After secretly praising her, Link looked up again and saw that the remaining few sickle-weasels had already died under Phyllis's knife.

Link was not surprised to see this. Although the protective ability of the sickle-weasel's hair and scales was not weak, it was still a bit weak compared to the hunter's weapons specially made for hunting monsters.

Coupled with Phyllis's extremely fast movements, it was not uncommon for her to kill them instantly.

All his subordinates are dead, and now the Kamaitachi Dragon King is left alone.

"call."

Phyllis let out a long breath, and she waved her arms vigorously to disperse the blood around her body, then she held the knife in her backhand again.

The demon-like state consumes too much energy, and with her physical condition, she cannot maintain it for long. During the battle, finding the right opportunity to catch her breath is also an important part.

In the bamboo forest, the breeze blew, and the bamboo leaves rustled. The lonely sickle-weasel dragon king looked around, looking at his dead fellows, his blood-red eyes revealing sadness.

"Itachi, I'm going to send it today."

In this situation, looking at the miserable appearance of the Kamaitachi Dragon King, Link couldn't help but give it a line.

Hearing this, Mi Lu beside her rolled her eyes and felt speechless.

Others are in such a miserable situation, and you are still here making sarcastic remarks.

So heartless.

"The world is unpredictable. Who could have thought that in the morning, he was leading his men to siege the king of the blue bear beasts, but in the afternoon, all his men were killed and he was left alone to face the desperate situation of a powerful enemy."

Link sighed inwardly as he watched the Kamaitachi Dragon King retreat step by step under Phyllis's continuous attacks.