"Meow!" The pork chop, tied to the main cable by Gordon and curled into a ball, suddenly let out a frightened whimper.

Gordon squatted down next to the pork chop, rubbed its little head that was completely drenched by the rain and looked embarrassed, sighed and said: "I am not a qualified master, I promised your father that he would take good care of you and take you to practice together to become stronger, but he brought Ling into such a desperate situation."

Instead of responding, the pork chop repeatedly murmured in a tone that seemed to be squeezed out of his throat by fear: "It's a monster meow. It's not a storm, it's a monster meow! Monster of horror"

Gordon leaned down and felt something was wrong when he heard the pork chop.

Pork chops used to be relatively timid, but after two years of training, it is no longer what it used to be, even in the face of the Wyvern, it can fearlessly charge, and this kind of appearance on the verge of collapse has never been seen.

"Oh, that's true."

The professor, who also heard what the pork chop said clearly, smiled bitterly and said to himself, "I'll just say how could a storm of this magnitude form so quickly in the Inland Plains for no reason, it's the one from Lingfeng?"

No wonder the unusual rainfall in the Metabe area in recent months turned out to be like this? ”

"What do you mean?" Gordon asked, "What is it that scares about pork chops?" ”

"Elu has a keen sense that is far beyond that of humans, and even more so with trained hunting cats, who rarely make mistakes in this regard."

"What ??!?"

As soon as Gordon wanted to continue asking, a gaze that made his hair explode was pierced in his back like a needle, and Gordon looked back sharply, only to see the boring gray-black thunderclouds.

Although the sensation only appeared for a brief moment and then faded like a tide, Gordon was certain that it was not an illusion.

As a hunter, if you don't even have this basic perception ability, you should have turned into a dry white bone in the hunting ground.

He could even feel that there was no murderous intent in that gaze, no inquiry or curiosity, no vigilance, only blandness, the kind of indifference that swept the most ordinary pebble at his feet.

"That's . What is it? Gordon asked in a whisper.

"Gods." A word popped out of the professor's mouth that Gordon hadn't guessed at all, "The god who controls the storm." ”

Knowing that he was going to die, the professor opened his telescope again and observed the wall of clouds around him.

Anyway, whether it is facing a natural storm or that "god", life and death are no longer in your hands, so in this case, do something meaningful before you die.

For example, observation, recording the ecology of that guy!

As an atheist, Gordon didn't believe in ethereal beings that no one had ever seen, but what was in front of him reminded him of eavesdropping on the conversations of the upper hunters in the guild.

One of the sentences stood out to him.

- "Those creatures are walking disasters, and just migrating can destroy everything in their path, and when they are angry, they can also destroy civilization." ”

"So, is it an ancient dragon?" Gordon asked in a low voice.

The professor looked back and looked at him meaningfully, "This is not knowledge that you should know. ”

"Even before we die, can't we satisfy our curiosity?" The person who suddenly spoke out was Alva.

The professors were surprised by the slightly excited words of the trainee scrivener, who had the impression that he was a quiet and somewhat submissive child.

"Yes."

The professor smiled self-deprecatingly, "In the face of this almost certain death situation, there is no need to care about those rules and regulations, maybe you will face that existence in a while."

At the very least, you have the right to know how you died. ”

"Haha, it's really pessimistic enough." Gordon laughed, he didn't know why he could still laugh, but it was better than crying.

"The creatures that caused this storm were indeed ancient dragons, and in the literature and legends I have come across, there are at least four ancient dragons that can call for wind and rain and set off storms.

The 'Tianjin Disaster Land' of Sky Mountain only appears in the legends of the Land of Fire, and the ecology is still unknown, such as 'Naruha Suohime' and 'Ifumakaki', and 'Fengxiang Dragon' in Daxue Mountain. ”

"This name sounds a few notches better than the average monster." Gordon muttered.

The professor glanced at him and said in a somewhat dissatisfied tone: "Tianjin Woe Land, Naruha Suhime and Ifu Maki are both ancient dragons that inhabit the Western Continent, and their names are naturally also in the Western Continent.

If you feel embarrassed, you can also use 'Lanlong' to call Tianjin Woeland, which is the name in the literature of the Ancient Dragon Observation Bureau, as for the latter two, so far little is known.

Also, don't compare ancient dragons to 'monsters', even if they're wyverns, that's an insult to them, and if you're lucky, you'll soon see what I mean. ”

Alva, who is obsessed with studying all kinds of magical creatures, is obviously more interested in the ancient dragons themselves than Gordon, "So Professor, which one are we about to face?" ”

"Which one is okay," Gordon said silently again, as a young monster hunter, he lacked reverence for some great creatures.

"The Ancient Dragon Observatory has always been keeping an eye on their movements, and it can be determined that it is not the Wind Xiang Dragon of the Snow Mountain, and the two gods of Wind and Thunder have never left the Flame Land in the south of the Western Continent since ancient times.

However, the observation balloon on the side of the Spirit Peak of the Western Continent had already reacted, and they had lost the trace of Tianjin's calamity a few months ago."

"The Western Continent? Can it fly across the sea?! Gordon was taken aback.

"Crossing the sea is like walking for the ancient dragon."

The professor snorted and continued, "In the Western Continent, 'Tianjin Calamity' means 'calamity from heaven', and it is considered to be the storm itself.

We named it 'Arashiyu' because of its ability to manipulate clouds and wind. ”

Facing Gordon with a look of astonishment, the professor pointed to the hurricane wall that ran through the heavens and the earth around him, "From nothing, create the power of a storm alone!" ”

Gordon looked at the storm around him, which could easily tear the airship under his feet apart with just the aftermath, and swallowed with difficulty, "Is this the ancient dragon that Amos predecessors are facing?" ”

"Boom!"

A burst of thunder exploded in everyone's ears, and the pale blue thunder pierced through the clouds, winding at a speed invisible to the naked eye, spreading out countless branches, illuminating a large wall of clouds in the direction of the starboard side of the airship.

The lightning was so close to them that Gordon could even smell the scorching smell of the air as it was abroded by a powerful electric current.

Through the afterglow of the lightning, Gordon could faintly see a streamlined shadow passing through the depths of the starboard cloud wall, interspersed with some flecks of purple-red light.

It was not dazzling, even a faint purple-red spot of light, but it left several clear and lasting halo trails among the thunderous rain clouds.

The young hunter narrowed his eyes and stared at the great shadow briefly reflected by the thunder, until it disappeared again into the gloomy walls of clouds and wind and rain.

At some point, a stream of warm water vapor enveloped the airship.

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