Monster Hunter OL Legendary Road Chapter 240 Hunting the Snow Lion King

Chapter 240 of the text hunts the Snow Lion King

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Chapter 240 of the text hunts the Snow Lion King

Ilufa Snow Mountain, snow all year round. Under the low temperature at high altitude, even in the middle of summer, it is still snowy.

Keida stroked the snow that had been pulled out of the ground, and the cold touch in his hand made him feel a sense of novelty - most people who had never seen snow were like this, but fortunately he came here alone, and he was not afraid that his humiliating actions would be seen by others.

He came here to complete the trial of the three-star hunter and complete the crusade of the Snow Lion King alone.

Even though he was expelled from the Hunter Guild, this Hunter Guild still existed in Keida's heart.

Whipping him forward.

Walking on the snow, the female fire dragon suit that can be reshaped with a few gold coins gives Keida a lot of weight, and with it, one foot deep and one shallow foot in the snow.

It's very difficult to move, and if he's fighting monsters right now, the harsh environment is enough to drag him down.

Realizing this, Keida was no longer in a hurry to look for the snow lion, and he learned to walk on the snow step by step. However, without the guidance of the old hunter, this self-exploration seems to be very bumpy.

As the night fell, the wind of ice like a blade on the Irufa Snow Mountain hit Keida's body, and the female fire dragon suit was not very warm by itself, and in the strong wind, it was like a tree that could be blown down at any time.

The footsteps gradually stabilized on the snow, and the ice condensed on the helmet on his head, and the feathers that were raised high in the sky were icified, and the scales of the female fire dragon on her body condensed into a thick layer of frost.

The constant coldness of his body tells Kida that he must drink a bottle of hot drink to protect himself, but when he reaches out, there is only one bottle left in his waist bag.

To replenish the hot drink, either run to the bottom of the snowy mountains to find wild peppers and bitter insects to reconcile, or run back to Mejepoltan to buy them - both of which go against Kida's basic skills of hunting in the snow and in the extreme cold. Keida knew there was a hunter's camp nearby with supplies, but he didn't want to go at all.

Banned and expelled from the Hunters, Keida didn't think he would be able to get enough supplies from the Hunters' Guild.

He sighed softly, then put down the hot drink in his palm. Tighten your fanny pack.

The coldness of the body can be warmed with a burning heart!

The night had passed, and after spending the night in a manic gale, Kida's ability to walk through wind pressure and snow had risen to terrifying proportions. Walking on top of the snow is like standing on solid ground.

Although a night of blowing in the wind taught Kida the art of fighting in the snow, it didn't come without a price.

The alloy helmet was frozen in terrible ice, sticking the mask to it, unable to lift it up.

After struggling for a moment, finally giving up on this difficult move, he strode towards the depths of the Irufa Snow Mountain.

The body temperature was constantly being taken away by the strong wind, but fortunately, Keida's patience was good, and in a state of gnashing his teeth and trembling, he was able to hold on until he found a cave.

He casually killed the three white speed dragons occupying the cave, and then he got inside. Finding some dry firewood, he pulled out a punch bottle from his fanny pack. Opened the vial, which was originally used to amplify the arrow's power, poured out some flammable punch liquid, and carefully preserved the remainder.

There's no place to add to that stuff now.

After doing all this, he pulled out the knife that was almost frozen, placed the blade on the alloy armguard, and scraped it.

The unpleasant sound of metal grinding came to my ears, and with a skillful scraping, a few sparks splashed onto the firewood contaminated with the strike liquid, and the flammable hit liquid poured into flames, and then burned along with the firewood.

The warmth in front of him instantly drove away a lot of the coldness on his body. To fill his stomach, Kedar tilted his helmet slightly towards the campfire.

The ice that had condensed at the joints of the mask and helmet slowly melted, and it wasn't long before Kida was able to lift the mask up and sniff the still-cold air.

Sensing the hunger in his belly, Keda pulled out his hunting knife to strip the edible muscle from the white speed dragon and roasted it on the campfire.

The campfire was too small, and there was too little firewood to roast the meat of the White Dragon, and after realizing this from the bottom of his heart, Keda just roasted the meat a little warm and sent it to his mouth.

The smell of meat filled his mouth, and Keida, who had filled his stomach, did not dare to talk about sleeping or anything else. There has to be enough to do with a limited flame.

After roasting the cold leg and melting the ice residue on the leg armor, he regained a lot of mobility.

Soon, without firewood, the bonfire went out.

The night struck again, and a manic and fierce cold wind blew through the mouth of the cave, making a whirring wind.

It seemed like a sleepless night, and Keida reluctantly put his hand on the extinguished firewood, and the rising white smoke gave Keida a chance to squeeze the last shred of warmth from the campfire. Soon, the white smoke from the campfire was gone, and the cave was unusually cold at this time.

Well, now it's time to sleep.

With the delicate bottle of hot drink in his hand, he made a decision in the cold whether to drink hot drinks in exchange for a good night's sleep.

Left entangled, right entangled, Keda is still reluctant after all.

After all, it's the last cold drink.

In order to be able to preserve more warmth for himself, he got up with difficulty and surrounded the corpses of the three white speed dragons, accompanied by the smell of blood and the residual body temperature of the white speed dragons, it was finally not too cold.

The difficult life in the snowy mountains and the volcano seem to be completely reversed, and the volcano hates to have to eat cooked food and run around shirtless, and the sight of the campfire is as terrified as the sight of the ancient dragon. And in the Irufa Snow Mountain, I can't wait to sleep with a bonfire.

With such a ridiculous idea, Keida fell into a groggy sleep.

In the freezing sleep, Keida opened his eyes instantly.

The absolute intuition of danger awakened him, did not dare to get up to check, opened his eyes slightly, and then pricked up his ears ...

The frenzied cold wind crashed against the rock at the entrance of the cave, making a whirring sound of wind, and in the midst of this noisy wind, a trace of breathing came into view.

There are monsters approaching!

Shocked, then Keida propped up his body, then rolled over and pulled out the sword.

Luckily, the night before, a bonfire had melted the ice slag that was hindering his movements, making Kida's movements quick and agile.

A large red snout poked into the cavern, white steam stinking, its mouth protruding from its mouth with long, sharp yellow fangs, and two long pale yellow mustaches skimming to the ground from either side.

Snow Lion King! Chapter 240: Hunting the Snow Lion King