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

Chapter 305 The trap I just set!!!

"Hoohoo, damn, that unicorn can really run."

The young Dragonite raised his hand to wipe away the sweat dripping down his cheek, his fingertips running across his skin, wiping away a thin layer of sand.

Looking up at the endless desert before him, the golden sea of sand was rippling with twists under the scorching sun, as if an invisible giant beast was silently mocking his powerlessness.

He sighed helplessly, silently cursing his luck.

I originally thought it was just an ordinary hunt, but I didn't expect this unicorn to be so cunning and tenacious.

Just when he set up the paralysis trap and was about to capture it, the giant beast suddenly spread its wings and flew away.

The hunt, which could have been completed in just a few minutes, turned into an extremely long-distance tug-of-war because of this accident.

In order to complete the hunting commission, he had to follow the footsteps of the unicorn and go deep into the desert.

Fortunately, although the horned dragon is a flying dragon, flying is not its strong point. After chasing for a while, he successfully found the traces of the monster's predation through the pungent smell left by the dye ball.

"Go, fly up to the sky and take a look."

He took out a bottle of insect-raising essence from his arms and fed it to the hunting insect lying on his right arm. Then the young dragon man who was using the insect-controlling stick ordered it to take off.

The well-fed hunting insect flapped its wings reluctantly, rubbed the dragon man's cheek lightly with the sharp horns on its head, and then flew away.

Not long after, the hunting insect that caught the flying dragon's pheromone flew back and conveyed a message to the dragon man through body language.

"Ha, there are two different traces of flying dragons, and a terrifying aura."

After years of living together day and night, the young dragon man quickly understood what the insect hunter meant. He frowned and felt something was wrong.

Monsters usually have their own territories. Since there are traces of two flying dragons moving nearby, it means that this unicorn has entered the territory of another flying dragon while escaping, which is not good news for him.

You have to know that his purpose of hunting the Unicorn is to obtain the True Red Horn on its head. If the True Red Horn is destroyed during the fight between the two monsters, then his hunting this time can basically be declared a failure.

"Let's take one step at a time."

He sighed, touched the hunting insect that was resting on his arm again, then the dragon youth took out a cold drink from his waist, uncorked it, tilted his head back and took a sip. The cold liquid flowed down his throat, instantly dispelling the irritability and fatigue in his body brought about by the scorching heat.

The hunting boots made a slight rustling sound as they stepped on the soft yellow sand. The sand under his feet flowed away on the soles of his boots. The wind blew up the fine dust, which hit his leggings and arm guards, making a crackling sound.

The sun was shining brightly in the sky. After walking for a while, the hunting insect on my arm suddenly moved, as if it had sensed something. It vibrated its wings twice, making a warning buzzing sound.

Seeing this, the dragon youth glanced down at it, then quickly reached out, took out a yellow coarse cloth cloak from the prop bag behind him, and wrapped it around himself.

During this period, the Hunter's Guild had not yet discovered the new continent on the other side of the world, and craftsmen had not invented invisible clothing that could conceal the body. When hunting, hunters could only use this primitive and simple method to cover their tracks.

Although it is simple, it is sufficient. The dragon youth wearing a yellow cloak almost blends into the surrounding desert environment. As long as he does not jump onto the monster's face, it is difficult for these monsters in the desert with poor eyesight to find him.

Crouching slightly and slowing down his pace, the dragon youth moved cautiously like a cat.

He knew very well that in an open and sensitive environment like the desert, visual concealment was important, but what was more critical was controlling the vibrations caused by his actions.

Whether it is the powerful and cunning Triceratops, the more ferocious Ceratopsian, or even the relatively weaker Cynosaurus, they are all unusually sensitive to the tremors of the earth.

These monsters, which can launch surprise attacks from underground, have unusually developed sensory organs in their bodies, and even the sound of a stone falling to the ground can alert them.

The dragon youth took a deep breath, letting his breathing become smooth and long, and his heartbeat gradually slowed down.

He tried to make each step as light as a feather, first lightly touching the ground with his feet, then applying force slowly and evenly to reduce any possible vibration.

The yellow sand only sank slightly under his footsteps, without making any sound.

After climbing over the sand dune in front of him, he saw the horned dragon he had been looking for on the other side.

But he did not rush to launch an attack because the unicorn was in a bad condition at the moment.

It is on guard, or rather, it is trembling.

This trembling is not due to cold or weakness, but is a sign of extreme alertness and tension.

The young dragon man could clearly see that the ferocious one-horned dragon was trembling slightly at this moment. Its body was as tight as a bowstring, its legs were slightly bent, and its wings were spread wide, ready to escape from some unknown threat at any time.

The One-horned Dragon's proud red horn was pointing directly to the ground, trying to use this method to resist the attack of the unknown enemy.

The young dragon man keenly realized that things were not simple. He quickly looked around, trying to find out why the one-horned dragon was so nervous.

Sure enough, not far from the unicorn, he noticed some abnormal signs.

On the sand, several tiny cracks are gradually expanding, and some huge creature is moving slowly underground.

The gap was centered on the Triceratops, and it was cruising around its side without rushing to attack. It was playing with it like Felynx teasing the Poochon.

This tense and exciting situation forced the young dragon man to lie down on the ground and disguise himself as a corpse.

A monster that could tease a unicorn at will was definitely not something he could deal with.

"Unlucky! It looks like this hunt will end in failure."

With a slight sigh in his heart, the young dragon man gave up the hunting mission and prepared to go home after watching the show.

Before long, the unicorn could no longer bear the increasingly heavy pressure in the air, and finally couldn't hold back and let out a low roar.

The sound was like an ancient horn, echoing in the desert, carrying endless fear and despair.

It flapped its wings violently, trying to escape from this area that made it feel extremely uneasy. The huge wings stirred up a strong wind, which rolled up the dust all over the sky and brought about a sandstorm.

Dust flew in the air like countless tiny blades, cutting through the sight.

It was at this time that the lurkers underground stopped playing.

The existence hidden in the sand finally revealed its true face.

As the ground shook violently, the earth's crust cracked in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, a huge figure suddenly jumped out from the sand, as fast as lightning, carrying endless pressure and murderous aura.