Monster Hunter: Wild Pointer

The hunters, wearing invisible clothes, gathered and approached from different directions.

They were as careful as possible, but after all, they were not hunters specialized in dense forests, so their clothes and armor inevitably touched and got caught on branches and leaves, making some noises.

Fortunately, the Tailclump Dragon was not a monster with keen perception, and it was concentrating on the delicious food in front of it, so it did not notice the approach of the hunters.

After reaching a position where they could launch an attack, Orlan made a "standby" gesture to his companions, and they carefully hid themselves.

He did not intend to interrupt the Tailhammer Dragon's feeding and launch an attack immediately, but planned to wait for a while.

Unlike carnivorous omnivores, herbivores digest fiber-rich plants slowly, especially monsters like Tailhammer that use wood as their main source of nutrition, which have a very long digestion cycle.

There is no need to worry that it will recover its strength immediately after eating a few bites. It is better to let it eat a belly full of wood first, and its movements will become even slower.

The few of them waited quietly until the Tailhammer Dragon swallowed the softest and softest part of the rotten wood, raised its head and shook its body, ready to leave here and look for new food.

Orlan gave the order to attack.

"attack!"

He and Muti rushed out of the bushes together.

Muti had no intention of concealing his whereabouts. He rushed in front of the Tailhammer Dragon with a "Heavenly Aha!" The noise scared the Tailhammer Dragon that was about to leave.

Orlan was faster than her. While the Tailhammer Dragon's attention was distracted by Muti, he had already arrived at the Tailhammer Dragon's feet and launched an attack.

The black mist on the Tailhammer Dragon's legs dissipated temporarily, and the highly swollen muscles returned to relatively normal dimensions, but the torn skin was not so easy to heal.

Orlan's attack targets are those cracks in the epidermis. Without the protection of thick keratin, his sword blade can more easily penetrate into the muscle tissue and release sleeping toxins.

Muti's offensive also began, with roars and the roar of artillery fire one after another.

The swordsmen fought fiercely, and Muxiang and Seabuckthorn carefully got into attacking position.

The man and the cat kept a safe distance of more than 30 meters from the Tailhammer Dragon, and Seabuckthorn opened fire first.

"Boom, boom." With a few muffled sounds, the shells filled with incendiary drew a high arc and landed on the back of the Tailed Dragon.

Because it was a projectile, the kinetic energy damage of the cannonball was so small that even the Tailhammer Dragon could not notice it. It was roaring and raising its horns, trying to knock the swordsman in front of it away.

Seabuckthorn took the opportunity to quickly complete the reload, and then fired a second round of shells, ensuring that enough incendiary agents would fall on the back of the Tail Hammer Dragon.

"Alright, meow!" Seabuckthorn shouted after completing the task.

Upon receiving the signal, the swordsmen immediately stopped attacking and retreated from the battlefield.

The enraged Tailhammer Dragon was about to give chase when a flash bomb landed in front of its eyes. The strong light affected its vision but failed to stun it. However, it was enough to cover the swordsmen's retreat.

The Tailhammer Dragon rushed left and right, swinging its tail hammer and madly attacking the non-existent enemies around it, knocking down and smashing countless trees.

Muxiang retreated while raising the muzzle of the gun and rapidly fired a string of flaming bullets.

After watching with his own eyes those flame bombs fall on the Tail Hammer Dragon, bursting into several balls of fire and igniting a big fire, Muxiang quickened his pace to catch up with his fellow swordsmen and disappeared into the shadows of the forest.

On the back, a raging flame was spreading. The incendiary agent mixed with the melted fat, causing the flames to seep into the wounds and skin gaps. The pain caused by the high temperature burning became more and more severe.

"Moo, buzz, buzz—."

Driven by an instinctive fear of fire, the Tailhammer Dragon, whose vision had not yet fully recovered, roared and spun its body on the spot.

The swung tail hammer easily crushed the surrounding trees and vines. As the body swung, the Tail Hammer Dragon spun faster and faster.

A large amount of grease and combustibles were thrown around as it spun at high speed. Fortunately, everything in the dense forest was moist enough, so it did not cause a larger-scale fire.

The flame, having lost its fuel, gradually dimmed under the suppression of the violent airflow.

After just a dozen seconds, the fire burning on the back of the Tailclout Dragon was basically extinguished, and the few scattered flames were completely suppressed as it rolled after landing.

The Tailhammer Dragon was panting heavily and was severely exhausted, so it was unable to stand up for a while.

"Boom, boom!"

The familiar muffled sound startled the Tailhammer Dragon.

Several more incendiary bombs were fired from the dense forest and landed on it, followed by a series of flame bombs.

Flames exploded, and the fire that had been extinguished for less than a minute began to ignite again on the back of the Tail Hammer Dragon.

This battle without any "honor" continued until evening.

Muxiang's incendiary bombs were only used as ignition, and there were still quite a few left, but the incendiary bombs of Fire Dragon No. 7 had been used up.

Even so, Seabuckthorn was able to hold on until now because he was being frugal and only fired one or two incendiary bombs each time.

The Tailhammer Dragon tried to fight the hunters to the death.

But in the dense forest with complex terrain, it was impossible for it to catch up with the hunter and Elu who were determined to run away.

And whenever it wants to eat or lie down to rest for a while, the "boom boom" sound that is almost engraved into the depths of its soul will sound again.

In the end, it simply found a small stream where it usually drank water and lay down in it, finally solving the dilemma of its body repeatedly catching fire.

At this time, its back was already charred black, the originally plump meat hump disappeared, the shriveled skin was burnt and fell off, and the thick muscles underneath also turned a dry dark red, obviously necrotic due to the high temperature.

The stream only delayed its fall slightly. The wounds soaked in the water could not heal, and the flowing stream continued to take away its blood, heat and physical strength.

The strong body that could easily destroy the giant tree now found it difficult to even stand up.

Due to blood loss, hypothermia, and the continuous accumulation of sleep toxins, the eyelids of the Tailhammer Dragon felt as heavy as if they weighed a thousand pounds. If it relaxed even a little, it would fall asleep in the next second, but it still held on.

Instinct told it that if it fell asleep at this moment, it would probably never wake up again.

No longer needing to hide, the hunters emerged from the shadows of the forest, came to the stream, and stared at the dying beast.

Muti turned her head away reluctantly. She knew that when dealing with dangerous monsters, one should use any means necessary. But looking at the giant beast that was as majestic as a mountain in the morning and now looked so miserable, she couldn't help but feel sad.

I kind of regret taking on this mission.

Orlan walked to the stream, drew his Shadow Spider Shield Sword, and looked directly into the Tail Hammer Dragon's eyes.

"Come on, this is the final battle."

As if it understood his words, the Tailhammer Dragon roared and stood up from the cold stream. Black mist emerged from its legs, injecting the last bit of strength into its dry body.

"Moooooooooooooooooo!!"

The ground beside the stream was crushed by its hooves. Although weak and dying, the "Nature's Hammer", which should not be underestimated, launched a final charge towards its opponent.

Orlan held up his shield, stood ready, and stared at the horns of the Tail Hammer Dragon.

At the last second before the collision, Orlan suddenly accelerated, lowered his body and slid under the body of the Tailhammer Dragon.

Having put all its strength into this collision, the Tailhammer Dragon was no longer able to stop and turn around. It rushed straight out for twenty or thirty meters and fell headfirst into the pit trap set in advance by the hunters.

"Hurry! Hurry! Put it to sleep!" Orlan jumped up and urged loudly.

Seabuckthorn approached at a rapid speed and dropped five or six tranquilizer bullets into the hole.

"Moo-!"

With a long cry of grief and anger, the Tailhammer Dragon, which had already reached its limit, dropped its head heavily to the ground and lost consciousness.

"Only a fool would compete with you in strength." Orlan put away his weapon and grinned.

Muti came over angrily and kicked him in the calf.

Chapter 212 Can I Eat It? 0v0

"So, boss, what should we do with this guy, meow?" Looking at the Tailhammer dragon that was in a deep coma in the trap, Seabuckthorn turned around and asked Orlan.

Orlan was stamping his numb feet.

Muti didn't use her full strength just now, but it was only because of her "full strength". If this guy really used all his strength to kick someone, he could kick the person away.

Therefore, even though he was wearing armor, Orlan's calves still felt numb and painful.

Fortunately, Muti's anger came and went quickly. After kicking, he immediately bowed and apologized. After a loud "I'm sorry!", he ran to watch the sleeping Tailclump Dragon with Seabuckthorn.

This made it so difficult for Aolan to find the first words to argue with her.

Glancing at the gloomy Aolang with amusement, Muxiang asked with a smile, "The primary goal has been achieved. What are your plans for the secondary goal?"

Orlan understood what she meant.

The anesthetic bullets used for capture can put the monster into a deep coma, but a deep coma does not mean death. It is still possible for it to wake up from the coma if it is subjected to too strong stimulation.

What does "intense stimulation" mean? If you slice open the nearly two-meter-thick tail of a Cercosaurus bit by bit, from the skin to the muscles, blood vessels, bones, and nerves, it clearly qualifies as "intense stimulation."

Not to mention whether this guy will wake up, just the task of cutting off the tail will keep them busy until late at night.

"Can't we take the whole Tailhammer back?" Muti suggested. "The workshop owner wants to see the complete Tailhammer. Wouldn't it be better if we bring him a complete Tailhammer instead of a Tailhammer?"

Aolan glanced at her speechlessly. "How are we going to bring it back? If it's just a tail hammer, the airship we came here in would barely be able to carry it.

At worst, we can let the airship transport the tail hammer back first, and then we can find another way to get back.

But the entire Tail Hammer Dragon weighs over a hundred tons, and even a large airship might not be able to carry it. Do you want to carry it back?"

Muti shook his head frantically.

She can carry a hundred kilograms, but forget about carrying a hundred tons.

"So we have to chop it first and then peel the ingredients, meow?" Yuwan asked while licking his paw.

Many times, capturing is not necessarily about bringing the monster back alive, but about hunting more efficiently.

Between a monster that is seriously injured and dying but may fight back at any time, and a monster that has lost consciousness and cannot move, the latter is naturally easier to deal with.

Faced with the question about fish balls, Ao Lang wanted to nod.

After all, this Tailhammer Dragon had been burned over and over so many times, its skin was burnt and its meat was cooked. Not to mention how much effort and cost it would take to bring it back, it might die on the way if things weren't going well.

Even if they finally overcome all difficulties and finally transport it back to Metabetat alive, the guild probably won't buy it in its entirety. After all, the city of Metabetat was rebuilt not long ago and there isn't even an arena. There's no use having such a living monster.

By then, they will have to pay for the transportation themselves, and the cost may be several times more expensive than the total amount of materials that can be extracted. It is not cost-effective no matter how you look at it.

It’s better to kill it now, collect the usable materials and take them back. It’s easy and cost-effective.

But when his eyes fell on the Tailhammer Dragon again, he swallowed back the word "OK" that was about to come out of his mouth.

After hesitating for a few seconds, he said, "What do you think? Should we write a letter to the guild to report on the situation of this Tail Hammer Dragon?"

"Report?" Muti tilted his head.

Mu Xiang reacted first, "You mean the dark mist?"

"Well, we haven't been hunters for very long, but we've seen a lot of monsters. This is the first time I've seen anything like this. Is it a rare case? Or is it due to some environmental factors?

Scholars might be very interested in this Caudal Hammerosaurus, though reporting it would not be of any direct benefit to us."

"I agree!" Muti raised his hand. "Or maybe we could just send the urgent letter directly to the professor? That would save us from all the reporting steps."

"Makes sense."

"Professor?" Muxiang was a little curious.

"I met a dragon scholar before. He works in several academic institutions including the Paleontological Scribe Team and the Academy. His status seems to be quite high." Aolan explained briefly.

"I see."

Seeing that his companions had no objections, Orlan took out the signal flare used to notify the airship and launched it into the sky. "There should be a carrier pigeon on the airship. Ask the pilot to borrow it.

Fortunately, this place is not too far from the temporary camp. It seems we will have to take turns guarding this guy for a few days."

After waiting for less than an hour, the small airship appeared above them.

The bad news was that there were no carrier pigeons on the airship, but the good news was that the airship pilot took the initiative to take on the burden of the messenger and planned to fly the airship to Dongdoruma to deliver the letter.

According to him, there are not many opportunities to go to Dondoruma at public expense, and if this matter is reported, the guild headquarters may even give the Metabetat Guild a credit.

After watching the responsible airship pilot leave, the sky darkened completely when the airship disappeared into the horizon.

Orlang lit a bonfire not far from the Tailhammer Dragon. The moment the fire started, the Tailhammer Dragon, which should have been in a deep coma, actually made a "grunt".

The hunters were so frightened that they drew their weapons.

After repeatedly confirming that it was just an accident, Orlan, who was still a little frightened, moved the fire to a location slightly further away from the Tailhammer Dragon to prevent the jumping flames from irritating the poor big guy.

Muti Muxiang returned to the temporary camp and brought camping tools.

Orlan stayed where he was to prevent any passing small monsters, such as the dog dragon, from eating the "corpse" of the Tailhammer Dragon.

Although this guy is not dead, he is almost dead. If he is besieged by a group of velociraptors or dog dragons, he might be bitten to death in a nightmare.

"Thank you for your hard work. Here's a gift." Muxiang smiled and handed Aolan a palm-sized package wrapped in leaves. "If you're not used to cold food, you can lightly toast it for a better taste."

There was no need for Aolang to guess what was wrapped inside. Muti next to him was holding a bamboo stick in his mouth.