Chapter 740: Dark Tyrant

The desert nights were indeed cold, but with plenty of firewood and windproof cloaks, the hunters had a comfortable night's sleep.

Before dawn, Anhill got up and woke up his companions, and the group quickly filled their stomachs with dry food while completing the last preparation before departure.

"Let's go."

This improvised three-person team, under Anhill's orders, left the camp and targeted the dune cave where the dragon's lair was located in the guild's intelligence.

On the rough sandy ground, hunters run silently.

Taking a deep breath of dry air, Maca ran briskly, an environment she had been familiar with since she was a child, and although it was dry and desolate, it gave her a sense of familiarity like swimming fish back in the water.

Feng Ying and Anhill's faces were slightly strange.

Accustomed to riding tooth hounds in the hunting grounds, they felt like they were missing legs.

Why are you running so slowly?

"Baka!"

The little Odd Faces who were exploring the front like a hunting cat suddenly stopped.

"There is a situation."

"Kababa Kara."

Maca frowned, calmed the buzzing insect on her right arm, and reached out to gesture to her companions behind her.

"Alert, dunes, opposite, large monsters."

Anhill and Feng Ying slowed their pace, suppressing their breathing and presence, and the three of them cautiously climbed to the top of the sand dune and looked down.

An earthy yellow two-horned beast with a body length of more than twenty meters was lying on the flat sand below the dunes, perched and rested.

"Diaboros (Ceratosaurus)." Anhill muttered to himself silently.

This large monster's ability to perceive hearing and vibration is astonishingly acute, and anyone who stands up at this time and the footsteps are a little heavier will wake up the big guy.

Under the command of Anhill's gestures, the hunters kept their stomach and slowly slid backwards, until they left the dunes, they stood up, and quietly retreated two or three hundred meters away, and then began to whisper verbal communication.

"Detour."

Anhill's idea was very direct, "The black horned dragon is guarding the dragon's nest every inch, we don't need to make any extraneous branches, bypass it, and go directly to the dragon's nest." ”

Maca hesitated, "What if the Horned Dragon follows the sound after the battle breaks out?" It's not a few kilometers away from the dragon's nest, and with the territory of the ceratosaurus, these two can be said to live together, and there is a high probability that they are partners. ”

Anhill shook his head slightly, "The blackhorn dragon is more irritable than you can imagine, and theoretically the horned dragon will never approach the dragon's nest where the blackhorned dragon is."

Around the time of childbirth, female ceratosaurs, which are hormonally transformed, will expel or even kill their mates as invaders. ”

"Is that so?" Maca blinked, looking a little surprised.

Drink two less bottles of wine and read two more books."

"I was wrong" Maca decisively admitted her mistake, and Feng Ying stuck out her tongue.

"Babaka." Anhill looked at the little Oddface, "Are you sure you can approach the Horned Dragon without waking it up?" ”

"Kababa!"

"It said yes."

Anhill nodded, took out a dye orb and placed it in Babaca's hand, "Shove this under it, be careful not to break it, but make sure it will break it when it rolls over and stands up." ”

Babaka understood Anhill's intentions and jumped on the spot, "Kababa! ”

"It said yes."

I understand that, too! Go ahead and be careful. ”

Babaka replanted the mask on his head and disappeared into the ground, and after a few minutes, it returned, bouncing happily.

"It's arranged, right, good, let's go around to the dragon's lair."

With some effort, bypassing the area where the ceratosaurus was, the hunter and his party came to the vicinity of a huge sand dune.

Or the sand dunes are a little inappropriate, this is basically a sand mountain.

According to Maca, there is a huge cave hidden under this huge sand dune.

At the top of the large dune there is a funnel-shaped hole for large wyverns to fly in and out, and then there are two entrances and exits nearby, both leading to the underground caverns.

"This is the best nesting place within a radius of dozens of miles, and as the overlord of this area, if you have a black horned dragon to produce nesting, you will definitely choose here."

"You've been here?"

"I've been here a few times before."

"Very good, which entrance is suitable, you will lead the way."

"The hole at the top of the dune is definitely the fastest to jump into, there are piles of sand underneath, so you won't get hurt if you're careful, but it can also jump directly on the face of the black horned dragon.

If you want to be stable, let's come from this side, keep up, this way. ”

The terrain of the underground cave is very complicated, and Anhill is very glad to have Maca, a "local", to lead the way, otherwise he may have made a mistake even with a detailed map.

A large part of the underground caverns here are not so much "caves" as canyons eroded by wind-blown sand over countless years, and the blazing sunlight of the desert shines through the cracks in the rocks.

And the temperature is relatively stable, not as sharp as the temperature difference between day and night on the ground, it is actually quite comfortable, and there is no need to drink cold drinks.

"No wonder it's nesting here." Feng Ying muttered quietly.

Maca, who was at the front, made a "silence" gesture and motioned for her companions to slow down.

They walked lightly through a narrow passage until they finally came to a huge cavern beneath the great sand dunes.

On a pile of sand made of yellow sand, which was as delicate as flowing water, a pitch-black horned dragon was curled up there, sleeping soundly.

The hunters exchanged glances and quietly moved closer.

Feng Ying regrets it now, very much regrets, she should find a few small monsters to chop along the way, accumulate some energy, and open a red shield for the shield axe first.

Now the sleeping slash opportunity in front of her can't be used to solve the transcendent solution, and she is very uncomfortable.

Actually, she was thinking a little too much.

Even though they tried their best to keep their footsteps low, when they approached the position of the black horned dragon less than thirty meters, the sleeping black beast still woke up from its sleep.

The bloodshot scarlet eyes suddenly opened, and it stared at Feng Ying in front of it, and the furious aura that seemed to crush everything made the scalp tingle.

Secretly swallowing her saliva, Feng Ying stopped the urge to sneak behind and cut off her tail, pulled out her weapon, set up the horned dragon shield axe, and faced the black horned dragon.

I'm avant-garde, I'm avant-garde, I'm avant-garde

The black-horned dragon shook its head as it stood up, raised its giant head and took a deep breath, and was about to let out an earth-shattering roar.

At this moment, an extraordinarily large crossbow turned into a line of fire, shot from a distance, and exploded at the moment when it was about to hit the side neck of the horned dragon.

A fiery golden-red fireball enveloped the head of the black horned dragon with its upper body.

The black-horned dragon, which had just woken up and was still a little unconscious, was directly overturned to the ground, struggling, and letting out bursts of furious howls.

Opening supernova?

Feng Ying was surprised, but she still rushed forward as soon as possible, pressed against the head of the black-horned dragon who was constantly struggling to get up, and quickly swung her sword.

She had to grab the target's attention as soon as possible.

"Tsk!"

Maca also released a hunting insect to absorb the essence of the monster, while moving quickly and launching a guerrilla attack.

The black-horned dragon, which had been beaten inexplicably, supported the ground with its strong wing claws, stood up, and its already scarlet eyes were filled with tyrannical blood at this time.

"Whoa, whoa——!"

The dark tyrant of the desert, utterly furious.

Ps. Since the supernova in this book is a special ballista, then the hunting skill gauge is not considered, only the cooldown.

(End of chapter)