"He's a red stone?"

All her attention was on deciphering the stone inscriptions, and Ms. Duda, who had not noticed that Gordon had returned, raised her head and repeated her question, "You said the red stone?" ”

"It's meow, it's meow!"

The pork chop pulled out a red stone from the package and held it up in front of Duda.

"That's interesting." Duda stared at the ore and muttered to himself.

"What? Are there any references to these red ores in the inscription? Anhill asked, turning his head sideways.

Duda stroked the brightly colored ore with his fingertips.

"In the description of the prayer ceremony, there is a mention of a ritual decorated with a 'red stone,' which symbolizes a 'comet.'

If I'm not mistaken, I'm referring to this kind of ore. ”

"Does it symbolize a comet?" Gordon whispered.

In recent days, the word "red murder star" has echoed in my ears so many times that hearing a comet will naturally come to mind.

"These ores must be put away and brought back to the Longzhi ship for further analysis and research, I have also found something meaningful in the inscription here, I will quickly interpret and record it first." After a brief addition, Ms. Duda continued to turn her attention back to the inscriptions.

Gordon nodded, didn't bother the archaeologist anymore, didn't run out to wander around anymore, but ate and rested on the spot to regain his strength.

The investigation team composed of scholars and hunters spent more than an hour peacefully.

Gordon, resting against the wall, secretly yawned, while Anhill checked again, counting the ammunition and props he had brought with him.

"Woooooooooooo Lying behind Ms. Duda, the gale that stuck out her tongue, suddenly raised her head, and her triangular ears stood up vigilantly.

The pork chop also sniffed left and right a few times, and the hairs on the tip of the tail were fried.

Noticing the reaction of the tooth hound and Elu, Gordon knew without asking that something was approaching.

"Direction, distance, can you smell some kind of monster?" Gordon asked in a continuous whisper.

Anhill said directly to Ms. Duda: "There is a monster coming, let's evacuate immediately." ”

"Huh? There is less than a quarter left, give me another twenty minutes, no, fifteen minutes! "Archaeologists who are immersed in paleotexts are clearly not very clear-headed.

"Gale."

"Wang!" The gale grabbed Ms. Duda's clothes and threw her on her back.

"It's very close, it's very small! It feels like a monster like a swift dragon, a meow that walks silently! The breath is dangerous, very dangerous meow! "The pork chop speaks quickly.

It sniffed carefully again, "Meow from the west, meow from the west!" ”

Gordon's brow furrowed.

Ordinary five-star dangerous-level monsters, it is already difficult to make the pig chop get a "very dangerous" evaluation, let alone when he and Anhill are by his side.

It should be a monster of the upper rank.

When fighting a monster of this level, both of them six-star hunters had to be mentally uplifted, and it was likely that they would not have time to care about the safety of the scholars.

So he no longer hesitated, and shouted softly, "Gale is holding Lady Duda on his back and waiting for us to attract the attention of that monster."

As soon as we heard the movement of our contact with the monster, Gale immediately carried Ms. Duda back at full speed and rushed back to the side of the dragon ship, understand? ”

"Wang!"

"So what are you going to do?" Ms. Duda, who finally came to her senses, asked nervously.

"We'll have a way out." Anhill said, putting on his helmet.

Gordon directly poured the ghost medicine and sclerosing potion, and then pulled off the visor of the dinosaur armor.

He believed in the judgment of Pork Chop, and ordinary monsters, even if they were six-star dangerous monsters, would not make Pork Chop so fearful.

Seven stars? Or is it more dangerous?!

"Let's go." Gordon let out a low sigh.

The two of them walked silently in the direction of the entrance and exit of the ruins.

Tens of seconds later, they came to the entrance, and Gordon, as an avant-garde, did not rush out of the ruins, but leaned his back against the wall and looked out through the cracks in the wall.

Due to the limited angle of sight, he did not find any trace of the monster, but he did not dare to let his guard down in the slightest.

Even he, whose perception was far inferior to that of Eru and the Tooth Hound, could feel the oppressive atmosphere that diffused in the air at this time.

Undoubtedly, a formidable enemy.

He thought about it and made two gestures to Ansill.

Anhill nodded, and went to the corner to unfold his heavy crossbow and set it up, ready to cover Gordon's movements, but his finger was not directly hooked on the trigger.

It is not wise to attack first and provoke the monster when the monster's hostility has not yet been determined.

Although some monsters are powerful, they are not very aggressive, as long as they don't deliberately attract their attention, it is not difficult to retreat calmly.

The monster that wants to get close to the ruins belongs to this category

With such luck, the hunters have already raised the level of vigilance in their hearts to the highest.

Gordon gestured again, took a deep breath, and slowly walked out of the ruins.

Compared with the reckless sprint, this slow way of walking is less likely to stimulate the monster.

Gordon's nerves tensed, and a few shimmering crimson butterflies floated in front of him.

For some reason, these butterflies, which were less than half the size of a palm, even if they spread their wings, actually made him feel in danger.

He trusts his instincts.

There is a situation, be careful.

Gordon gestured two more times, reminding Anhill and the Pork Chop to watch out for these inconspicuous insects.

In fact, even if he didn't remind him, Anhill and they wouldn't ignore these seemingly weak butterflies - how could ordinary butterflies glow red?

Seeing that the butterfly had no intention of continuing to approach, Gordon breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly searched the surroundings, but still failed to find it.

"The smell, like a meow in the place where the stone was just mined." Pork Chop whispered.

Gordon nodded, and the group slowly probed along the corner of the wall towards the rock wall where the vein had been found.

A larger number of crimson butterflies are gathering here, and they are resting in flocks on the cracks of the ore veins and the ore debris on the ground.

The red light on the wings is uncertain.

Gordon forced himself to take his attention off the eye-catching butterflies, alerting him to every movement around him.

"Meow there!"

Gordon jerked his head to see a giant beast crouching quietly at the top of the ruins, looking down on them.

The carapace's color blends almost with the pitch-black masonry, making it look like it's part of a ruined building, which is why hunters don't notice its presence in the first place.

It has a broad chest and strong limbs, and its compact body is dotted with pale hair at the joints of its back and limbs, which accentuates its almost pure black body even more majestic.

The monster in front of you is familiar and strange.

But in any case, it will not be the kind of good-natured existence, and it is obviously impossible to retreat easily.

Gordon put his hand on the hilt of his sword.

Anhill also raised the muzzle of the cannon, and spat out two words in a low voice, "Thunderwolf Dragon?" Hegemon? ”

"No, it's supposed to be some kind of subspecies." Gordon glanced at the crimson butterflies.

Even the symbiotic relationship with the thunder light insect has changed?

The black beast leapt up and landed in front of the hunters, raising its head to the sky with a terrifying roar.

"Whew-"

As if at the command of the order, the crimson butterflies departed from the veins and flew and landed on the back of the behemoth, burrowing into the cracks in the carapace.

In the next second, a thin crimson arc of lightning flashed, wrapping around its pitch-black carapace and claws, as if it was a wolf from hell.

"Dragon attribute energy?!"

Ps. I haven't had a super dragon flash yet, huh

(End of chapter)