After following the scent for more than a kilometer, Gordon and Pork Chop found the body on a hillside.

It was the corpse of a herbivorous dragon, waving his hand to swish away the buzzing flies around it, and Gordon crouched down next to the corpse to examine it carefully.

The corpse of the herbivorous dragon had a dark red complexion, and judging by the degree of decay, it must have been dead for about two days, mortally wounded in the back, and some huge force smashed its spine, killing it in an instant.

Leaving the corpse and coming upwind, Gordon took a few deep breaths of fresh air and said, "It should be the big monster bird who did it." ”

The pork chop nodded its little head in agreement.

Due to its large spoon-shaped beak that can't chew large pieces of meat, the herbivorous dragon is not on the diet of the great monster bird, but that doesn't mean that the big monster bird with a good personality will not actively attack the herbivorous dragon.

Gordon could roughly imagine the attack on the herbivorous dragon.

- The orange-red bird fell from the sky, and its claws pressed against the back of the herbivorous dragon, and in an instant it fell to the ground. Then, the huge beak smashed down like a giant hammer, easily smashing the herbivorous dragon's spine, which died before it even had time to let out a wail.

In addition to the traces from fatal wounds, the relatively intact state of preservation of the carcass of the herbivorous dragon is also telling.

In the wild, where there is never enough food to eat, the appeal of such a corpse is undeniable, and Gordon believes that within half an hour of the death of the herbivorous dragon, a blue speed dragon has visited the area.

Why didn't they enjoy the meal? The answer is clear, they smell the scent of a superior predator in the herbivores.

According to the information provided by the Hunter Guild, there are no traces of other large monster activities nearby, so the only thing that the Blue Speed Dragon can fear is the big monster bird.

"The big monster bird has a bad temper, but it doesn't bother to run far away from its nest and attack a herbivorous dragon that it doesn't like to eat." Gordon muttered to himself, "That guy's lair should be nearby." ”

As he spoke, he turned his head to look at the pork chop covering his nose, "Pork chop, have you ever seen the nest of a big monster bird when you were in the wild before?" ”

"No meow!" The sound of the pork chop urn said angrily: "The mountain forest where our group lives will not have big strange birds coming to meow. ”

"That's right."

"But I remember when I was a child, my grandmother told us that if you see a super big bird's nest in the forest, you should run and meow, because it is the nest of the big strange bird!"

Gordon rubbed his chin.

Although the story in the mouth of the pork chop is somewhat "the big bad wolf is coming to eat the child if it gets dark and doesn't sleep", it also contains some useful information.

- Monster birds build nests in the woods.

"Let's take this as the center of the circle, go to the direction of the mountains and forests, and search in a roundabout way!"

The afternoon sun shines through the canopy of the tall trees, casting pillars of light in the forest, and the orange-red giant beast raises its slender neck and strolls through it, with an elegant posture and beauty like a painting.

Unfortunately, this beauty Gordon could not appreciate.

At this time, he was reining his breath, hiding in the bushes, and his mind was full of thoughts about how to stab that long neck.

The information provided by the pork chop is very meaningful, and the nest of the great monster bird is in a clearing in the forest.

It was a giant bird's nest made of branches and hay, more than 10 meters in diameter, and perhaps because of its eating habits, it did not have the pungent smell of ordinary animal nests, but it looked very clean.

Gordon wished that the bird would get tired of walking and go back to the nest to sleep, so he could dive over and sleep for a while.

However, it is a pity that after waiting for several minutes, the big strange bird is only walking, and there is no sign of returning to the nest to rest. It seems that there is no need to think about it for the time being.

Since you can't sneak attack, let's go for it! The open space where the Great Monster Bird's nest is located is relatively flat, and there are no dense branches that will hang on the blade, which is a good battlefield!

"Huh~."

Gordon, who made the decision, whistled.

The great strange bird, which had excellent hearing, immediately stopped, its neck held high, its ralph-collar-like crown ears fully extended, and its gaze had turned to this place.

At the same time, another bush far away from Gordon shook violently, and Soso's movement attracted the attention of the great monster bird.

Hiding in the bushes was a pork chop, a tactic they had agreed upon.

Taking advantage of the momentary attraction of the big monster bird, Gordon rushed out of the hiding place, ran wildly and quickly approached the big monster bird, his palm on the hilt of the sword, and the giant scissors hanging behind him were ready to be unsheathed at any time.

The IQ of the great monster bird is not low.

Although the movement of the pork chop gave Gordon a moment to close the distance, the Great Bird soon realized that the hunters who were already charging in front of him were the real threat compared to the mysterious bushes that shook the ropes.

It turned to face Gordon, spread its broad wings, its beak wide open and let out a menacing roar.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!"

For the sake of his future hearing, Gordon had to interrupt the charge, clutching his ears and carrying the deafening roar.

Although the hunter stopped for the time being, the Great Bird's attempt to scare his opponent was clearly ineffective.

As soon as the sound was over, Gordon continued to sprint without hesitation, and in the blink of an eye he was in front of the Great Monster Bird, whose hind feet had not yet steadied, and the hilt of the Great Scisss had fallen into his palm.

Draw your sword and slash!

"Bang!"

The crimson striped shield crab sword collided with the giant hard beak of the great monster bird, smashing its head sideways with the heavy blade of inertia, and at the same time leaving shallow knife marks on the giant beak that were more than a foot long.

"Woohoo!" The big monster bird screamed.

Gordon, who had been successful in his first attack, was so encouraged that he tensed his arms and spun the blade of his sword, ready to slash with an additional blow by inertia.

However, the Great Monster Bird did not intend to give him a chance to attack continuously.

As soon as the giant wings flapped, the huge body was carried backwards for some distance, and the wind pressure swept towards the hunter, hindering his movements.

Gordon lowered his body slightly, stabilizing his center of gravity.

The disadvantages of the heavy metal armor were now the strengths, and the violent air flow away like a river crashing into the reef, and although his movements were once again forced to stop, he did not lose his balance or be blown away altogether.

After a short pause, he shouted and rushed towards the Great Monster Bird again.

"Don't try to run!"

The big monster bird was also completely enraged by the hunter's reluctance, and it jumped on the spot twice, suddenly turned its body, and swept its long whip-like tail at Gordon, who was sticking to it again like a kraft candy.

In the face of this large-scale sweeping attack, Gordon did not choose to resist hard, but quickly estimated the speed and relative distance of the two sides.

Eventually, he swooped forward just as the bird's tail was about to hit him in the head, dodging the blow with a twist.

It's dangerous to limit the dodge time, and the slightest mistake can be self-defeating, and the sound of the scales on the tail of the big monster bird scraping against the helmet seems to be audible, but Gordon doesn't care.

Because he had already used this roll to get close to the big monster bird again.

With the strength of his feet, Gordon swung his greatsword again.

Pick and slash!

(End of chapter)