"Boom!"

After a loud bang, the huge figure swayed backwards, as if drunk, with Venus in its eyes.

The walls of the ancient tree cave were covered with rubble, but there was no trace of Fichte.

Where is he?

The Jawed Dragon shook its head, recovering from its dizzy state, and searched everywhere for the hateful creature to no avail, leaving it in a dark green patch of sight.

Enraged, the Jawed Dragon didn't want to think anymore, it was going to burn that guy and his hiding place to ashes!

There was a wriggling of the laryngeal bone, and the special organ fire pouch accelerated the secretion of flammable substances under the stimulation of adrenaline, and as the brute-jawed dragon opened its big mouth, it spat out.

"Boom-"

The flames are burning, the air is burning, and the plants are burning!

The entire inside of the tree cave began to burn!

The air heated up rapidly, and the scorching heat made the brute-jawed dragon's mouth feel dry. Although the flames could not harm it, the heat caused by the burning caused it to gradually lose water from its body, and its hunger quickly increased.

Growing hunger afflicts its stomach and brain, it can't control its thoughts, it needs to hunt and eat!

"Boom" "Boom" "Boom"...

The brute-jawed dragon strode away and drove towards the hunting ground in his impression, and as for that annoying little thing, who cares?

Fichte hid on the side of the "Beast Path" outside the hollow of the tree, his eyes reflecting the skyrocketing fire.

From guiding the Jawed Dragon to hit the cave wall, to spitting flames to consume physical strength, to now the Barbarian Jawed Dragon leaving because of hunger, everything gradually entered Fichte's calculations.

So a beast is a beast, and until they learn to control their desires, they can never become top hunters.

This kind of glory can only be truly experienced by intelligent beings!

It's time to hunt!

Fichte's eyes lit up with a sparkle that was even more intense than fire.

Huge black shadows leaped through the forest, the Jawed Dragons moved rapidly, swaths of trees overwhelmed, broken vines splashed. The omen dragonfly with its tail flashing flew in a panic in the air, flashing red; The hare burrowed alertly into the burrows in the grass; Even the gray-white immortal insects hanging from the trunk of the tree were shaken down by violent shocks.

A thin figure uses a hook to move quickly, following closely.

Fichte had to keep his eyes and ears on track, keeping an eye on his surroundings while tracking the Jawed Dragon.

While most monsters would be too intimidated by the ferocious aura of the Jaw-Dragon to come near, that was in the past; Since the Molten Mountain Dragon came across the sea, the monsters in the New World have become more manic, and even the overlords on the periphery of the Ancient Tree Forest have no shortage of challengers at this time.

Now, though, it seems that the challenger has not appeared.

Following the path that the brute-jawed dragon had crashed through, and soon through the dense forest, a valley with abundant water and grass appeared before Fichte's eyes.

"Here......" He hid in the shadow of the trees, and through the gaps in the leaves, he saw flocks of herbivorous dragons wandering comfortably by the water's edge.

They didn't realize that danger was coming.

The sneaking brute-jawed dragon swooped out, spanning a distance of tens of meters in three or two steps, and the bloody mouth bit straight into a herbivorous dragon that had no time to react.

The herbivorous dragons scattered in panic.

The bitten herbivore dragon whined a few times, and gradually stopped moving.

"Here's your chance!" Fichte's eyes flashed, and he jumped out of the shadows and ran towards the Jawed Dragon.

The Jawed Dragon was so focused on eating that it didn't notice the hunter approaching quickly behind him.

"A little surprise for you!" Fichte raised his hand and shot a scattering walnut, a common type of projectile munition in the forest, which exploded and made a loud explosion that, for a hearing-sensitive species, was tantamount to scratching a blackboard with a fingernail in the ear.

"Crackling—"

The flying walnuts hit the side of the jawed dragon's face, and the sound of the explosion was like a string of enthusiastic firecrackers, and the brute-jawed dragon was so frightened that the meat in its mouth fell back to the ground, and its eyes were dazed and at a loss.

Seasoned hunters won't miss this opportunity!

Fichte pulled out the sword behind him during the sprint, jumped forward and stepped on the bent knee of the brute-jawed dragon, jumped again, and the shield of his right hand in mid-air slammed on the low-hanging front paws of the brute-jawed dragon, and the body that was about to fall flew up again, the height had reached five meters, and the head of the brute-jawed dragon was level!

"Eat my chick pecking rice!" Fichte's body spun in the air, and the knife in his left hand stabbed into the huge eyeball of the brute-jawed dragon with the speed of rotation!

"Roar!"

The jawed dragon threw his head away in pain, Fichte was thrown several meters away, and he rolled on his back to unload the impact, and jumped up with his right hand on the ground, shaking off the flesh from the sword in his left hand.

That string of flesh and blood blurred things is the eyes of the brute-jawed dragon!

But now is not the time to take advantage of the victory.

Fichte looked at a brute-jawed dragon with blood in its sockets, roaring wildly, leaping and crashing through the valley, spewing flames everywhere, already in madness!

For hunters, the prey that falls into madness is the most terrifying and the best to deal with.

At this time, there is no other possibility than to provide a target for the monster to vent its anger.

Fichte only needs to wait for his prey to burn out his anger and exhaustion, and he can easily take what he wants, such as the life of the prey!

A true hunter with plenty of patience.

Fichte took out the pieces of meat and the "barbecue mates" and prepared to feast in the woods first. After running so far with the Brute Jaw Dragon, he was already hungry.

...

"Damn, why are there so many such shit in this place!" Kuro swung the heavy crossbow in his hand, blocking the yellow-green monsters that flew up one after another.

All the ammunition in his ammo bag was emptied, everything that could be hung on his body was hung on his body, and everything that didn't matter was thrown away, and the ammo bag had been used by him as a "stretcher" for Saldin. With Saldin on their backs, they were able to get back to the investigation base as quickly and safely as possible.

But it backfired, not far from the battlefield where the brute-jawed dragon ran out, and he encountered this group of more than a dozen yellow, yellow, green and green thief dragons near a tree hole in a low-lying area.

Although a single weapon is not as heavy as Kulo's weapon, it can't hold a lot of it!

Reluctantly squirting down a few raptors with shotguns, Kuro himself was caught in a fierce battle, running out of ammunition but unable to break out of the encirclement.

"Damn, if it weren't for ......" Kuro suddenly stopped, Saldin must be fine, he had to send it out, and use his remaining leg to guarantee!

With his back against a corner of a rock wall, he took advantage of the gap between the attacks of the dragon group and fired a difficult flare into the sky.

"Come on, please!" Kuro held off a fluttering raptor with a heavy crossbow in one hand, raised his leg to block another sinister creature that sneaked up, and without hesitation drew his dagger and stuck it in the other's head.

Although the number of raptors is decreasing, Kuro's stamina is decreasing faster!

"It's not good to use ballistas, you have to keep an eye on your ammo and keep an eye out for refills."

Kuro never imagined that the scene that the teacher had imagined more than a decade ago would reappear in his own body.

"Uncle Ben has always cherished ammunition!! He roared angrily, threw out the thief dragon biting his hand, and then pushed the heavy crossbow forward, emptying the thief dragon in front of him, preparing to take the opportunity to break out.

At this moment, a large sword whistled past his ears, scraping the short hair around Kulo's ear, and then slashing the two thief dragons in two, and the blood exploded to the ground.

"Yo! Luckily, I wasn't late! "A strong man with pigtails descended from the sky, drew his big sword and swept away thousands of troops, sweeping away the thief dragon.

At the same time, a flickering red light stabbed out from one side, and after a moment's pause, the light and shadow flew, slashing several thief dragons into pieces.

Seeing this, the remaining thieves all scattered in panic and fled. The group of thieves and dragons is like this, bullying the weak and fearing the hard, and when encountering an invincible strong enemy, they will not hesitate to flee; But once they find that the other party can be bullied, and even when they have no power to resist, even if they are ordinary natural enemies, they will rush up and bite a few bites.

"How are you, are you alright?" Kelly reached out and pulled Kulo, who was half-kneeling on the ground.

"Do you see Uncle Ben looking like something is wrong?" Kuro wiped a handful of the stinky blood on his face, "Please escort us back, Saldin is in urgent need of treatment now." ”

"What? What happened to Sardin?! ”

"I don't have time to explain, I'll send it back first. Big man, help get Uncle Ben's ballista. Kuro loosened the strap on his back and held Saldin in front of him, so as to avoid causing secondary injury, which was forced to be carried behind his back before, but now it is different to be protected.

Several people surrounded Kuro and hurried towards the camp.

"Kulo senior, Saldin he...... What about Fichte's predecessors? Is he okay? Alyssa said a little anxiously, she hadn't noticed it just now, but now when she came back to her senses, she found that the trio of her predecessors seemed to be missing Fichte.

"That guy said he was going to take back the brute-jawed dragon's whip and give it to Saldin to mend his body, but I couldn't hear the monster's movement here, so I should have run deeper."

"What?! You've encountered a Jawed Dragon? Barn frowned, "That guy is not simple, on the outskirts of this forest, he is definitely the toughest prey!" ”

"Huh?! Isn't that senior dangerous?! I... I want to help him. Alyssa tightened the knife in her hand and wanted to turn around, but she glanced at the unconscious Saldin worriedly, hesitating and wondering what to do.

Seeing the girl's worries, Kulo said as he walked: "Go quickly, if it weren't for that guy's carelessness, Saldin wouldn't have been so seriously injured, and it just so happened that Uncle Ben didn't worry about him hunting alone, so you can help take care of it." With the two of them here, there won't be any problems. ”

"That ......"

"Go ahead, Aibo, and stay safe."

"Go and come back quickly, recommend the group." Barn patted his chest, indicating that everything was with him and that there was no need to worry.

Alyssa nodded vigorously, turned and disappeared into the forest.

Deep in the forest, fiery red flames reflected fiery scales, and a great shadow swept through the air, bringing fear and death. Fichte lay beneath the bloody corpse of the brute-jawed dragon, staring intently at the fading shadows in the air.