After climbing the climbing rope, the hunters were much quieter. Under the noisy sound of the torrential rain, there was one heavy wheezing sound after another. It was only at this moment that they realized how steep the road to the summit was, and the hunters clung to the ropes, leaving footprints in the mire, and the next moment they were washed away by the rain.

A sturdy hunter squirmed slowly on the rope.

"Asik, can you hurry up?"

The hunter below him shouted dissatisfiedly, "It's like a turtle crawling, you're out of touch with the guy in front." Do you want to reach the top of the mountain at the beginning of spring next year?"

Asik gasped for air and looked up. The hunter who had gone up before was about five or six meters away from him, and although he tried his best to chase after him, the distance was still being widened. What can be done? He's worked hard, he's so tired now that he can't even speak, and the moment he looks up, the rain drips in his eyes, and his vision is blurred.

Come on, Asik. Didn't you enter the Hunter Academy just to prove to others that you weren't a dead fat man who was good for nothing? I was the hardest working one in the Hunter Academy, and I was about to lose half of my weight when I graduated!

Asik comforted himself in his heart, and only then did he regain his strength and continue to chase after the people in front of him.

"The team is a little disjointed. Dennis kept his eyes on the top, "It's not good news. ”

"What's so bad, there's only one way anyway, just go to the end. Nicole was a little unimpressed, "Don't you see the man's weight, I'm surprised he was able to climb up." ”

Dennis frowned and didn't say anything more. He didn't know how much the hunters had completed at the Hunter Academy, and how much they hadn't learned. At least in Dennis's opinion, that Asik would have a hard time meeting the criteria of a good hunter.

There's no shortage of sturdy hunters in the halls, and in some teams they are required to carry shields at the front. But such a hunter must also be worthy of strength commensurate with his size, so as not to drag down the entire team, and this Asik is obviously completely inconsistent with his strength and size, which leads to the disconnection of the team in this situation.

Although Nicole is right, there is only one path at the moment, just hold on to the rope and go to the top. A normal person, let alone a professionally trained hunter. However, many things are not as simple as they seem, and once the team is disconnected, it means that the hunters lose control of one of the areas.

In case something breaks the rope, then the team is split in two. The team in front lost its way out, and the team behind fell into the abyss.

Just hope things don't get as bad as I thought they would. Dennis thought to himself.

"Hey, what do you think that's that?"

"It's like a falcon—"

"Isn't it, there's a falcon in this environment?"

"What do you think falcons are, a hundred years ago they were the most faithful assistants of hunters, and what is this little wind and rain to them?"

From above came the conversation of the hunters. Dennis looked up and saw a falcon soaring in the wind and rain, many times larger than the average bird, spreading its wings like a lord of the sky. Ignoring the current wind and rain, around the peak, flapping his wings.

This lord of the sky caught the eyes of all hunters. After all, it and its people were once the hunter's best companions. Hunters a hundred years ago did not have the powerful silver crossbow of today, and there were no alchemical weapons that could inflict great damage on dragons. They spend a long, long time training a falcon and eventually making it a companion to hunt with, with the falcon attracting the attention of the prey and the hunter delivering the fatal blow below.

This hunt will continue for many, many years, until the falcon can no longer fly and the hunter has come to lay down his hunting knife. If nothing else, a hunter only has one chance to domesticate a falcon once in his life, exchanging youth for loyalty, and boring for tacit understanding.

But later, with the rapid development of alchemy and alchemy, one hunter after another could hunt enemies that were several times stronger than themselves with the weapons in their hands. Even if hunting dragons is no longer heaped with blood and lives, falcons are good, but they have a huge flaw, that is, they are useless when hunting dragons. Compared to migratory birds, the hunter is the lord of the sky, but compared to the dragons, the falcon is just a migratory bird after all, and no matter what time it is, the dragons are the most powerful creatures in the sky.

In the end, due to the reduction of its role and the long domestication cycle of falcons, the falcons were eliminated in the long river of history. Slowly, even the method of domesticating the falcon was lost with the death of the older generation of hunters.

But this does not prevent the younger hunters from feeling it affectionately. These hunters have grown up listening to stories since they were children, and all of them dream of having such an alien friend who can spend half their lives with them. So they watched the falcon fly, and they longed for it.

Dennis, however, smelled something was wrong. This falcon has flown around the peak a few times, does it live on it? Powerful creatures have a strong sense of lordship, if it lives on it, then this is its territory, and the hunters have invaded its territory.

Hunters also get nostalgic for falcons, but falcons don't. Before they were domesticated, they were birds of prey rather than migratory birds!

Dennis saw the falcon slowly soaring high into the air, and swooped down as the hunters praised its wings.

"Oops!"

Dennis cursed, and [Elnis] was unsheathed, and the cold blade cut through the rain curtain, reflecting the predatory figure of the falcon.

"Ahh

One of the hunters let out a scream as the hunter pounced on him and pecked him hard. It was too far away for Dennis to see his injuries clearly, only to see the hunter let go of the rope and fall with his eyes covered.

Someone tried to catch him, but apparently in vain. The hunter screamed and disappeared into the endless rain.

The whole team was in an uproar. Fear was mixed with the cold air and instantly invaded everyone's body. They watched as their companions lost their lives, and the falcon soared into the sky again, this time no longer the yearning of the hunters, but the fear.

"Everyone!" Dennis roared, "Get down!"

After Dennis finished shouting, regardless of whether they heard it or not, he let go of the hand holding the rope and stepped directly on the shoulder of the person in front of him, jumping up step by step. [Elnis] was grasped by him, the sword that had killed and injured the Dragon Emperor, and it bounced off the raindrops, exuding an icy chill.