Seeing the big sword being directly halved by the black horned dragon, the upper body was thrown into the sky, and the hammer of the sun shoulder to shoulder, his charging pace was obviously stagnant, but after facing the brutal gaze of the black horned dragon, the courage of the hammer did not decrease but increased. He swung the hammer in his hand and charged towards the blackhorned dragon.

Bell saw the silent death of the great sword, saw the charge of the hammer against the water, and he always calmly pinched the giant crossbow.

He's waiting... A perfect time to shoot.

The hammer hunter spun his body, constantly applying centrifugal force to the hammer's body, and then hammered towards the black horned dragon.

The black horns on the head collided with the hammer, and the hammer hunter finally couldn't hold the hammer in his hand, and the hunter's weapon was knocked away, and the hunter fell to the ground.

Although the hammer seems to be a hundred times more reliable than the big sword and the small hand, the monster it faces is the black horned dragon after all! Far more irritable than usual!

So instead of blaming his teammates for their weakness, Bale is doing what he should do best.

The irascible Black Horned Dragon didn't wait for the hunter to get up, it smashed its tail hammer into the ground, smashing a huge amount of dust, and then spun its body..... The heavy tail hammer accelerated towards the hunter under the turn of the black horned dragon!

Now is the time! Bell silently calculated the angle of rotation of the black horned dragon, and then pressed the trigger.

"Bang!" "Buzz!!"

The first is the sound of crossbow bolts being fired, and the extremely tough crossbow strings accelerate the giant ballbow to terrifying proportions.

The second was the sound of the crossbow strings and the air vibrating after the launch, the buzzing sound that shook Bell's almost frozen mind.

The interval between the two voices was only a second, and it took a second for the giant crossbow to reach the black horned dragon at a distance of three hundred meters.

"Boom!" Seeing a cloud of blood explode from the black horned dragon's thigh, Bell automatically made up his voice.

The black horned dragon fell to the ground due to the injury to his thigh and the movement of turning.

Seeing the black horned dragon fall, unable to see its injuries clearly, Bell picked up the telescope and placed it on the bridge of his nose.

The cry of pain of the blackhorned dragon could be heard in the distance, and with the help of the telescope, Bell could clearly see the movement of the blackhorned dragon struggling on the ground. The blackhorned dragon struggled to prop up its body with its intact thigh, and the horns on its head stabbed into the ground. With the help of its head, the black horned dragon staggered to its feet. The wound on his thigh was also revealed in front of Bell's eyes.

The giant bolt pierced the thigh of the blackhorned dragon and got stuck inside, and the arrows and tail feathers of the giant crossbow were exposed, but unfortunately the blackhorned dragon still staggered and limped away, and it seemed that the giant crossbow bolt did not cause fundamental damage to its bones.

Seeing the crossbow bolt pierce the thigh of the black horned dragon, such a heavy blow greatly restricted its movements, so that it did not even have the possibility of running! Bell clenched his fist excitedly, if the hammer could fight the blackhorn head-on in front of him, then he might be able to kill the blackhorned dragon with a giant crossbow arrow.

As if sensing Bell's heartbeat, the hammer hunter picked up the hammer and ran towards the black horned dragon.

Suddenly, something changed.

The sand under the hammer's feet boiled like boiling water for a moment, and then suddenly exploded. Countless sands flew all over the sky, and through the sparsely falling sand, you could see the figure of a ceratosaurus. The hammer vanished, replaced by a ceratop, which arrived just in time.

Bell only felt cold in his hands and feet.

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Taros, the lord of Kantas City, leaned back in his chair in the study, and he looked at his son Soros, who was looking at a scroll seriously, his eyes full of tenderness. A cup of strong tea was placed on the desk in front of his son by the father, and the steam rising from the strong tea covered his son's serious face.

Father felt the warmth of endless endeavor. And the scroll that his son had shown him was also shown to him. As a city lord and as a father who is about to grow old, all this is what he hopes to cultivate in his son.

Soros looked at the scroll in front of him, and as his gaze moved down little by little, he gradually learned everything about the scroll's abbreviation.

The general idea is that the term of office of the lord of the castle is about to expire in half a year, and the person who wrote the scroll urges the election to be carried out, and if the lord refuses, she does not mind using the power granted by the royal family to urge the election to be carried out.

The inscription is the name of the head of the Knights, Elusa.

Soros fell into a low deep contemplation. And the city lord Talos didn't bother him, just watched the steam slowly rise.

I don't know how long it took, but the temperature of the strong tea finally dropped to the point where it no longer produced white steam, and Soros looked up at his father.

"My son, what do you think?" The lord of the city, Taros, called the person in front of him his son, indicating that the person who was talking to him now was nothing more than an ordinary father and son.

Soros's ass seemed to be pushed against a chair: "The royal family intends to take back the rights in Kantas from our family, and we can't just hand it over." ”

"Your father's term has expired, and he has been re-elected." Talos looked at the strong tea in front of him, and the water surface of the strong tea reflected the heroic appearance of the city lord who had once dominated in Kantas, and he whispered.

Soros looked his father in the eye: "Then we're...."

Talos looked into his son's eyes, and a strange light began to shine in his eyes. The idea that both of them immediately withdrew their gaze, regardless of the success rate, was extremely stupid.

Soros picked up the cup in front of him and looked carefully at the tea leaves floating inside, as if he could see the flowers inside.

"Then I'll be the lord of the city." Soros said coldly.

Talos raised the corners of his mouth: "Then you have to curry favor with the voters, the ballots in their hands can determine your future path to the city lord." ”

"Not at all." The young Soros's eyes showed a wisdom that can only be found in the world: "As long as you can get the support of the merchant consortium and the support of the hunters' guild, then it doesn't matter if there are other so-called voters." ”

The city lord sat upright, and he realized that he had underestimated his son: "Then what are you going to do?" There was a hint of joy in his tone.

"I've got a plan, Father, but I'm going to surprise you, but before I do that I want you to give me some necessary support." Soros stood up and said to Talos.

Talos looked at his son, who had grown up but was still playing with a child's heart: "Go, you will get all the help you want." ”

Thoros bowed deeply to the Lord of the City, then took a few steps back and opened the door.

"Wait!" The voice of the city lord came from behind him, and Soros turned around and looked at his father suspiciously.

Talos strode towards his son, stopping in front of his own.

The father stretched out his hand and straightened out the messy collar of his son, who was already half a head taller than him: "I have been the lord of Kantas City for eight years, and my family has been prosperous for eight years, but the burden of the family's prosperity for the next eight years has fallen on you. ”

Soros bowed deeply again, then stepped back and closed the door.

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Dorant, who was hiding at a table in the corner of the Hunter's Guild, looked at the people surrounding the bounty panel, his indifferent eyes scanning them.

The beer he had been sitting in front of him for a long time could no longer bubble.

Suddenly, there was a commotion at the door of the Hunters' Guild, and Dorant turned his head. Dorant, who clearly remembered the faces of many powerful people in Kantas, could tell at a glance that it was Soros who caused all this, the young lord of Kantas.

Although he would love to go up and say to Soros, "Hello, I'm Dorant, I want to make friends with you, but doing so will definitely backfire, and finding and waiting for a good time to communicate with them is the right choice." And not blindly go up.

Dorrant picked up his beer and took a sip.

Soros, who usually never walks into the Hunters' Guild, walked straight towards the bounty panel. He rudely squeezed through the few people gathered around the bounty panel, and when he saw that it was the young city lord, the few who were squeezed out of the way also walked to the side with interest.

Soros looked at the hunting missions in front of him, and one by one, he saw four stars from the bottom one-star mission.

None of them have enough impactful tasks.

He didn't even have the idea to take a serious look, and his gaze went straight up.

That's a five-star mission.

There are two five-star missions, one is the recruitment of the Knights, which seems to have been there for a long time. And the other task looks like it's just been topped.

It was a rescue mission.

Soros tore it off directly.

The young city lord who tore off the task walked to the Kanban Niang in a hurry.

"I'm going to take on this task." Soros's tone did not contain a hint of emotion.

Kanban Niang looked at the young city lord in front of her: "Although you are a high-powered young city lord, but you are not even a hunter after all, and it is really unruly to take on the task..."

The beautiful Kanban girl tried her best to be tactful of her words, but Soros didn't appreciate it.

"My father is the lord of the city, and I can't stand a monster attacking a caravan and slaughtering the people in the place under my father's jurisdiction. I have to die for it!! Soros, who hastily swept the mission brief on the way to Kanban Niang, instantly prepared his own words.

The voice of the young city lord spread throughout the Hunter Guild, and the guild that was noisy and noisy like a market on weekdays instantly fell to the ground.

Looking at the stunned look of the Kanban Niang in front of him, Soros had a cold face and concealed the disdain in his heart.

He turned and walked over to a table and stood on it. Although this action ruined his usual image, he couldn't care about it so much now.

"For this mission, I will assemble a hunting team. Who wants to come with me! Soros shouted to everyone in the Hunters' Guild.

No one responded. Unruly hunters wouldn't embark on such a dangerous mission because of the castle lord or something.

"I'll add six hundred gold coins to this rescue mission!" At this moment, the entire Hunter Guild is boiling again, the wealth is moving, and the original reward for this task is only six hundred gold coins, but now it has directly doubled....

However, the mission is extremely dangerous.

The mission briefing indicates the dangers that may be encountered: one black-horned dragon, and one or more ceratosaurs.

Thinking of this, the hunters' hearts were as if they had been splashed with cold water, and they were quiet again.

There must be brave men under the heavy money, not to mention a task of a whole thousand two hundred gold coins?

1,200 gold coins, converted into silver coins. Use the current exchange rate of 1 to 19. One thousand two hundred gold coins is equivalent to twenty-two thousand eight hundred silver coins. Even if it were divided equally among the four of them, it would be possible to divide three hundred gold coins, or five thousand seven hundred silver coins.

Soros pursed his lips and looked at the hunters around him.