Monster Hunter: Wild Pointer

Yuwan shook his head confidently, "No, meow. There might be some small monsters hiding somewhere, but there are no signs of large monsters nearby. I confirmed that yesterday, meow."

Yuwan's answer made Ao Lang feel relieved. He made a few gestures to his companions, and the three of them and two cats slowed down and moved forward slowly.

The most painful one was Seabuckthorn. The tracked structure of the artillery vehicle could adapt to various terrains, but the slower the speed, the harder it was to step on it. However, it was impossible to let it give up the artillery vehicle, so it had to grit its teeth and move forward slowly.

A moment later, they arrived at the edge of the Tailhammer Dragon's lair.

Unlike the lush and leafy scene imagined by hunters, the lair of the Tailhammer Dragon can be described as empty. Trees of all sizes have long been uprooted by it, and even small trees as thick as calves have been flattened by its hooves.

Rotten wood, branches, large pieces of moss and soil are piled up in a mess. This is the nest of the Tailhammer Dragon.

The bloated giant beast was curled up in its nest, sleeping soundly.

It has a pair of huge horns that are somewhat similar to those of a bull, but much more majestic than those of a bull. The structure of its head and face is also slightly similar to that of herbivores such as cows and camels. Its limbs are short and thick, its hump-like back is high, and its body structure is very compact.

Just looking at it, it feels hard and tough, with incredibly thick keratinized skin layered like armor, covering its entire body.

Soil accumulates in the cracks of the skin; the soil is thin but surprisingly fertile.

Large patches of moss, grass leaves, and even small shrubs grow on it. Coupled with its solid body like a mountain and its skin with a color and texture similar to that of rock, it looks like a small hill at first glance. Especially when it is sleeping and motionless, it is easier to be mistaken for a real hill.

When they were less than a hundred meters away from the nest and could clearly see every detail of the target's body, Orlan raised his fist and signaled his companions behind him to stop.

"The trees, rocks, and other obstacles in this area have been cleared. It's too open and unsuitable for us to fight."

Hiding behind a bush, Orlan lowered his voice to his companions, "Don't show up yet. I'll go wake it up and lead it to the battlefield we chose yesterday. Then we can officially start the battle."

Muti and Muxiang nodded in unison.

Muti actually felt a little regretful. As someone who had practiced greatswords before, he couldn't help but feel itchy when he saw the sleeping monster. He really wanted to sneak over and give the monster a close-range dragon cannon or something.

But as Orlan said, doing so might cause the monster's attention to focus on her during the seduction process, disrupting the subsequent battle plan, so she had to hold back.

"Click."

"Crack."

Although the battle has not officially broken out, the fighting has already begun from this moment on.

Muti, Muxiang, and Seabuckthorn all loaded their guns with ammunition, ready to attack at any time.

Orlan walked out from behind the bushes where he was hiding alone. He no longer had to be cautious and strode directly to the sleeping Tailhammer Dragon. He took out a dye ball from behind his shield and smashed it directly on the Tailhammer Dragon's head.

The strong-smelling dyed juice splashed on the face of the Tailhammer Dragon. If it were any other large monster, it would have jumped up at this moment and angrily looked for the "prankster".

But the Tailhammer Dragon just snorted loudly, stretched out its rough big tongue to lick the dyed juice that fell to the corner of its mouth, and continued to sleep.

Aolan: “?”

Is this guy just too good-tempered? Or is it that the smell of dyed fruit isn't particularly pungent to a herbivorous Tailclover?

Like smearing hot pepper sauce on a sleeping Muti's face, a little pungent but okay to lick?

Since the dye ball is useless, the only option is to be more direct.

Orlan drew out his one-handed sword, quickened his pace, and came before the Tail Hammer Dragon, which hadn't woken up at all.

Under the envious gaze of Muti in the distance, he leaped up and chopped the tip of the Tail Hammer Dragon's nose with his sword.

The sharp blade successfully cut through the keratin on the face of the Tailhammer Dragon, but the thin sword body was quickly caught between the skin and fat layer. Although blood was successfully drawn, the wound was narrow and shallow.

Given the size of the Tailhammer Dragon, such a wound wouldn't even be considered a scratch, but the tip of the nose is a sensitive area after all.

The Tailhammer Dragon, startled awake from its sleep, let out a roar and opened its eyes slightly.

Orlan quickly put away his weapon, turned around and prepared to escape, but he didn't expect that the Tailhammer Dragon just grunted twice, buried its head in his arms, and went back to sleep.

It's like a person who is woken up by the buzz of a mosquito. Between swatting the mosquito and continuing to sleep, he chooses the latter.

Aolan: “.”

A little angry.

"call out--"

Just as he was planning to find a new attack angle, gather strength, and launch a more fierce attack, a whistle came from behind.

Orlan stopped moving, turned his head sideways, and saw Muti standing up from the bushes where he was hiding, waving his hands at him vigorously.

I'll do it! Let me wake you up! My weapon is powerful!

Orlan sighed and tilted his head towards her.

Then you do it. I'll just put in a little more effort to get its attention back when I lure it.

Give it a hard time!

Chapter 203 It smells so good, I want to taste it, but I can’t

After getting permission, Muti ran out from his hiding place, walking towards this side with a "dong dong dong" sound.

Orlan quickly made several "quiet" gestures to her, indicating that she should speak softly and not wake up the sleeping Tailhammer Dragon. Only then did Muti slow down his pace and tiptoe to the Tailhammer Dragon.

She walked around the huge tail club and came to the arms of the curled-up Tail Club Dragon. The latter's big head was arched here, and she subconsciously wanted to target it.

Orlan raised his palm again, signaling her to pause, and then beckoned her back with a vigorous motion.

Muti was confused, but he chose to follow the command and temporarily stopped the attack. He ran out of the arms of the sleeping Tail Hammer Dragon and looked at Orlan in confusion.

Orlan wanted to explain to her that the head of the Tailhammer Dragon was not a weak point. Although the meat quality was not as poor as the body covered with layers of keratin, the skull was extremely hard and had strong impact resistance.

Studies have shown that the Tailhammer Dragon is similar to many horned even-toed ungulates, and has the habit of fighting each other through horn-toed collisions to determine mating rights.

Considering the terrifying impact of the collision between two giant beasts weighing hundreds of tons, the strength of the skull and cervical vertebrae of the Tailhammer must have been exaggerated to an astonishing degree.

It is certain that Muti would not be completely unscathed by this dragon cannon, but it is estimated that it would only blow off a piece of the scalp. Apart from making the Tail Hammer Dragon go crazy due to the severe pain, it would not have any substantial attack effect.

It is better to target the hump on its back.

The hump of the Caudal Dragon is essentially similar to the hump of a camel. Both are organs used to store fat, but their purposes of storing fat and energy are somewhat different.

Camels live in a desert environment with a shortage of food. Once they encounter an oasis, they must eat a lot and convert the food into fat in order to survive the vast and desolate sea of ​​sand.

The Tailhammer Dragon had no such needs. The dense forest area where it lived was very rich in resources. Wood and branches and leaves, which were its main food, could be found everywhere, so it did not have to worry about food shortages.

The main purpose of their storing large amounts of fat is to support the movement of their huge bodies.

As long as the mountain-like body moves, it will consume a lot of calories, and the energy density of plants, especially lignin, is very low compared to meat, and the digestion efficiency is even lower.

Although the Tailhammer Dragon has four stomach chambers, it still needs to rest for a long time and ruminate repeatedly to gradually digest the wood it eats.

(Picture from Mushroom)

It is difficult to maintain normal walking by relying on the calories provided by real-time digestion. Once entering combat mode, the little wood in the four stomachs cannot be converted into energy in time to drive the huge body to fight.

The fat stored in the hump of meat exists to deal with this situation.

In combat, these fats will be quickly consumed and converted into energy to support the Tailhammer Dragon in high-intensity activities.

In short, fat is the necessary fuel to support the Tailhammer Dragon in combat, and the meat peak is the fuel tank that stores this fuel.

If the meat hump can be destroyed, causing the Tail-hammer Dragon to lose a large amount of fat, its sustained combat capability will be greatly reduced. When the remaining fat is exhausted, the Tail-hammer Dragon will collapse due to exhaustion.

Orlan was unable to explain all of the above to Muti in detail through tactical gestures, and the Tailhammer Dragon was sleeping soundly just a few meters away, so he couldn't conspire loudly and verbosely.

So he pointed directly at the fleshy hump on the back of the Tailhammer Dragon, and his meaning was very clear - attack there.

Muti liked this kind of simple and clear instruction. She raised two thumbs to show that she received it, then bit the tip of her tongue and tiptoed around the hill-like Tail Club Dragon and came behind it.

Selecting the most conspicuous fleshy peak in the front, Muti unfolded his gun, stabilized his center of gravity, entered an impact-resistant posture, and prepared to release the dragon cannon.

Before pulling the trigger, she looked up at Orlan again to confirm the attack signal.

While Muti was adjusting his attack position, Orlan came in front of the Tailhammer Dragon, ensuring that the Tailhammer Dragon would see him the first time it opened its eyes.

Meeting Muti's gaze, Orlan nodded, signaling that she could attack.

Muti habitually wanted to yell "Dragon Cannon!" and then pull the trigger.

Suddenly remembering that he was waking up from sleep, he quickly stifled his loud voice in his throat, opened his mouth and lip-synced, and "shouted" "Dragon Cannon" in a whisper, then started the ignition mechanism under Orlan's speechless gaze.

Energy accumulated at the muzzle of the gun. After a few seconds of accumulation, blazing flames accompanied by smoke gushed out of the muzzle.

“BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM!!”

Even though he was equipped with heavy armor like the Rock Dragon Suit and adopted an impact-resistant posture to stabilize his center of gravity, Muti still slid back several meters under the push of the recoil.

The recoil is so strong that the power of the Dragon Cannon fired at full power is naturally astonishing.

The "composite outer armor" composed of shrubs, moss and a thin layer of soil was blown away by the explosion, and the flesh and blood underneath was not spared.

In order to facilitate the changes in the state of the hump of flesh under the large-scale storage and consumption of fat, the skin covering the hump of flesh is very elastic, but lacks the protection of thick keratin and is relatively fragile.

Under the close-range bombardment of the dragon-strike cannon, a hole as big as a wellhead was blown out in the large fleshy peak near the neck of the Tail Hammer Dragon.

There are fewer muscles and blood vessels inside the meat peak, and it is almost entirely soft fat. The exploded fat particles splashed all over Muti. Under the high temperature of the dragon cannon, the air was even filled with a burnt smell similar to that of slightly burnt barbecue.

This meat peak should be delicious when roasted. By the way, the meat peak of the tail hammer dragon seems to be a very high-end ingredient.

Muti shook his head vigorously, forcing himself to stop the outrageous thought of going up to take a taste, quickly folded up his rifle, turned around and retreated.

The power of the gunlance dragon cannon is naturally not comparable to the random jump and slash of the one-handed sword.

If the previous sword strike was like a mosquito biting the tip of the nose, then the dragon cannon strike just now was a powerful punch from a strong and beautiful girl with all her might.

The Tailhammer Dragon suddenly woke up from its sleep. It growled, supported the ground with its horns and forelimbs, twisted its bloated body, and turned over to stand up.

Of course, the Tailhammer Dragon noticed Orlan who was almost standing on the tip of its nose, but the severe pain came from behind it, and in its subconscious, it did not think that such a "small animal" in front of it could cause such a degree of harm to itself.

The burning pain on its back was just like being bitten by a female fire dragon. It suspected from the bottom of its heart that there was a female fire dragon standing behind it.

Orlan, who was about to carry out the lure plan, would not let the Tailhammer Dragon divert its attention so easily, not to mention that Muti had not had time to retreat into the jungle.

If the Tailhammer Dragon turned around and saw the fleeing Muti, it would be strange if it didn't focus its attention on her.

As the main vanguard, Muti does need to attract the target's attention, but not now. Her heavy armor is not suitable for leading the Tail Hammer Dragon to run in the dense forest. It is better to wait until the next stage to let her appear.

Before the Tailhammer Dragon could turn around, Orlan raised the horn he had asked from Seabuckthorn and blew it hard.

"Didu—"

The shrill sound of the flute echoed in the dense forest, stimulating the nerves of the Tailhammer Dragon, which had become tense and sensitive due to the sudden attack.

The Tailhammer Dragon paused in its movement of turning, anger burning its mind, and it momentarily ignored the fact that "the attack came from" behind it.

The small dark yellow eyes were fixed on the little thing in front of him that was making a shrill noise. There was only one thought in his brain, which was not very developed compared to its huge body.

——Crush this little thing in front of you into pieces!

"Moo! Moo!!" The low and muffled roar startled countless birds in the dense forest. The hind hooves as thick as the roots of giant trees dug up the ground. This was a sign that the monster was about to launch a charge.

Orlan smiled, put away his horn, and waved provocatively at the Tailhammer Dragon as he retreated.

"That's it, follow me!"

Chapter 204 You just keep chasing me!

"Boom! Boom!"

The frequency of the Tailhammer's steps is not high, but the stride is quite large and very heavy. Every time this behemoth weighing over a hundred tons lands on the ground, it causes the ground to tremble, like a continuous small earthquake.

If the distance is a little closer, you may even feel a little unstable.

Aolan noticed this and kept a safe distance of more than one body length from the Tailhammer Dragon.

This guy looks fat and moves slowly, but his size is there after all. Once he starts running, his speed in a straight line is even faster than that of the hunter.

Orlan relied on his own flexibility and agility to constantly change the direction of escape, or use the obstacles everywhere in the dense forest to change his route.

For a giant beast weighing over 100 tons and running at full speed, it is not easy to change direction temporarily.

It may take two or three hundred meters to turn a ninety-degree corner to barely avoid falling. It is even more difficult to avoid obstacles such as huge rocks and trees, so you just lower your head and crash into them without caring about anything.

Aolan turned over and jumped over a piece of fallen rotten wood whose diameter was almost as thick as Fu Fu's height. Before he could run forward far, he heard a loud "boom" behind him.

The Tailhammer Dragon, chasing at full speed, raised its head and used its curved horns to lift the piece of rotten wood into the air. The rotten wood weighing several tons drew a high parabola, flew over Orlang's head, and crashed to the ground twenty or thirty meters in front of him.

This scene shocked Orlan so much that he quickly changed his strategy. He no longer dared to use these obstacles, which were at most stumbling blocks for the Tailhammer Dragon to hinder its movements. Instead, he made more frequent and larger-angle turns to force the Tailhammer Dragon to turn continuously, so as to maintain the distance between them.

Although doing so will result in a lot of unnecessary travel, it is necessary to expend this little effort in order to ensure the smooth operation and one's own safety.

After chasing and fleeing for about one or two kilometers, leading the Tailhammer Dragon in a roundabout way, Orlang suddenly felt that the thunder-like footsteps behind him were gradually slowing down and becoming lighter.

He turned his head to look back and found that the Tailhammer Dragon had actually given up the pursuit. It slowly stopped and went to a piece of rotten wood covered with mushrooms. The wood had collapsed for a long time and had become soft and rotten, and started to bite it.