In order to prevent Gordon from being overly distracted during the battle, Oshura deliberately simplified the coordination process.

Generally speaking, the swordsman should run frequently and adjust his position to attract the attention of monsters, so that the shooter can fully fire and maximize the output.

However, considering that he had a poor tacit understanding with Gordon and the latter's lack of experience in team hunting, Oshura felt that it was better for him to take the initiative to cooperate with him.

Fortunately, he is a light crossbowman, and he can move relatively quickly even if he is in the state of a gun, and if he wants to change to a heavy crossbowman, I am afraid that it will be a bit of a headache.

Gordon also knew that the other party was kindly trying to lighten his burden, so he simply nodded yes.

At the same time, I silently told myself in my heart that I must be careful when I take out the knife for a while, and I must not chop up the few "brightly colored hairs" that Oshura regards as treasures......

Now that he knew that the Peach Fur Beastmaster was still sleeping, he couldn't continue to waste time.

In this world, there is no great sword envoy who can resist the temptation of standing on the face of a sleeping monster and coming with a charged slash!

Gordon, of course, is no exception.

This non-martial attack is called "sleeping slash" by the hunters, and if there is a sword or spear in the team, it will definitely be handed over to them.

Whether it's the charged slash of a big sword or the dragon cannon of a gun, it is a super powerful move that can determine the outcome with one blow.

While the monster is asleep, sneaking up to its weakness to remember the cruelty, can there be anything more refreshing in this world?

It's really ......

It's a couple of barrels of bombs, put them next to the sleeping monster's head, and then the art blooms.

Because of this, the vast majority of swordsmen and spearmen, including Gordon himself, don't like the barrel of bombs.

Why don't you sleep with me?

My greatsword is already hungry and thirsty!

Seeing Gordon's abruptly quickened pace, Pork Chop and Oshura glanced at each other, they both knew what the former was thinking, and they couldn't help but laugh in unison, and they both quickened their pace and chased after them.

When the overly dense vegetation in the rainforest becomes sparse, the rocky mountains of the destination also come into the hunters' sights.

This rocky mountain reminded Gordon of the dragon's nest he had dug up in Shuretsen Hill a few months ago, but there was no resemblance between the two structures.

If there is one thing in common, it is the scarcity of vegetation.

- Rocky ground is not so easy for seeds to take root.

As for where the Peach Fur Beast King is the hunting target, there is no need to find it at all, and the loud purring sound is the best guide.

The two of them and a cat lightly walked around a boulder four or five meters high, a pink behemoth, and lay on a flat rock bed and fell asleep.

Looking at the big guy in front of him, who was more than four or five times the size of an ordinary peach-haired beast, Gordon finally knew why the pork chop kept calling it "big fat".

The bulging black belly is reminiscent of the pot-bellied merchants in the business district.

No, much more exaggerated than that.

The gaping mouth looked like a hippopotamus, and Gordon couldn't help but wonder if this guy had just swallowed a whole boar king before he fell asleep.

Don't think so much, let's get started!

Just as Gordon was in his place, rubbing his hands together and preparing to pull out the blaster, a pean-sized stone slammed into the back of his head.

Gordon quickly stopped his movements and looked back, only to find that it was Oshura who was hiding behind the boulder waving to him, and kept saying "Come here!" The shape of the mouth.

Interrupted, Gordon walked quickly to the latter's side, he lowered his voice, and his tone was a little dissatisfied, "What are you doing?" ”

"I almost forgot to tell you." Oshura also lowered his voice to a very low level, "The Peach Fur Beastmaster sometimes suddenly inhales and puffs out his stomach to bounce the enemies in front of him, be careful......"

Gordon: "......"

Isn't this guy a little confused about the occasion and the point?

Although the information on the monster's attack method is really important, can't you remember to say it earlier?! This is the lair of the peach-haired beast, and it may be discovered by other peach-haired beasts at any time!

To the laughter of Oshura, Gordon muttered back to the still sleeping Peach Beastmaster and drew the blasting knife.

Before he began to charge, he looked up again to see that Oshura had arrived in a suitable position to attack, set up the wrath of the light crossbow monster bird, and even took the time to compare his heart with him.

Gordon then boldly lunged forward, carried the blaster to his shoulder, and began to build up.

The power flowed and condensed in his body like a trickle of rivers and seas, and the muscles all over his body were like steel cables pulled to the limit on a winch, and the sound of muscle fibers breaking seemed to be heard in his ears.

As a faint red light that was hard to see with the naked eye flashed across his body and blade, Gordon exhaled and slashed the blaster in his hand with all his might.

"Drink!"

With a powerful low cry, the blade of the Bursting Knife, formed by the hook claw, slashed heavily at the junction of the Peach Fur Beastmaster's neck and shoulder, which resembled the position of a human trapezius.

If the muscles here can be severed or severely injured, one of the forearms of the Peach Fur Beast King, and even most of his body, will be affected.

Of course, the better choice is the throat, but unfortunately, the huge and sturdy chin of the Peach Fur Beastmaster blocks the throat and even the chest tightly, and there is really no room to start, so he has to retreat to the second.

The sleeping Peach-Haired Beast King has relaxed muscles, and the effect of his attacks is also very good.

With the blessing of great strength, the sharp claw blade smoothly broke through its fur, cutting and tearing its muscles, until it slashed into the shoulder blades, and then was stuck.

"Hoohoohoo!"

The Peach-Haired Beastmaster, who had suddenly been hit hard, roared and was about to roll over and jump, but the right arm it used to support its body was right on the side where Gordon's slash hit.

Under the support force, the huge wound on the shoulder and neck was further torn open, which made its arm weak, and it couldn't stop rolling to the ground again, and it was difficult to get up for a while while struggling.

"Aha! Good job! ”

In the distance, Osura, who had been preparing for a long time, immediately pulled the trigger, and one powerful crossbow after another bombarded the hips and back of the Peach Fur Beastmaster.

In fact, what she really wanted to hit was the huge nitrified mushroom that was curled around the end of the peach-haired beast king's constantly flicking tail.

She knew very well that once the Peach Fur Beast King came back to his strength, he would definitely eat the mushroom as soon as possible, and with his unreasonable metabolic ability, eating it would make most of its wounds heal in a very short time.

Not to mention that the nitrifying mushroom, due to its powerful stomach acid, will transform into fiery breath (and fart), posing a serious threat to hunters.

The magazine was full of twelve LV3 bullets, and in less than ten seconds, all of them were fired.

However, in the face of the big mushroom that beats wildly with the tail of the Peach Fur Beast King, no matter how good the marksmanship is, it is in vain, and whether it can hit or not depends on luck.

It just so happened that she was never a person who was favored by luck, and although all the twelve rounds of ammunition were fired at the Peach-haired Beastmaster, none of them hit the real target.

"What the hell is XX!" Osura, who hurried to change the magazine, couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth.

However, at this moment, a small inconspicuous barrel of explosives was thrown out of a corner where no one was paying attention.

"Boom~."

The small burst of flames did not cause any actual damage to the Peach-Haired Beastmaster, but the scattered sparks that fell on the flammable and explosive nitrified mushroom ignited it in the blink of an eye, turning it into a dazzling fire.