The dragon ship came to a standstill, and Gordon and the others did not run around after landing on the city wall, they knew that someone would find them soon.

Sure enough, a few minutes later, an old man with a small head and a big belly but rather thick limbs hurried over, surrounded by several hunters.

Gordon knew him, Mr. Jerro, the leader of the Metabetat Hunters' Guild.

When I came to Metabeta on a mission before, I had two contacts, a heroic old guy, and at the same time a delicate mind that did not match his "guy-type" appearance.

The old man also recognized the few people in the silver side and the dragon ship in mid-air from a distance, and his first reaction was to be excited, after all, there were strong reinforcements coming.

Then uneasy emotions flashed across his face.

The guild has declared a state of emergency across the continent, Eastern Doruma is under martial law, and the major cities are strained in manpower, and now the sudden arrival of reinforcements is not necessarily good news for Metabetat.

Mixed feelings......

The old man wiped the bare head that had receded the hairline to the back of his head.

He's not the kind of fool who reverses cause and effect, thinking that reinforcements bring bad news and are therefore unlucky.

When he strode up to Gordon and the others, he had already adjusted his mood.

took the initiative to stretch out his rough and powerful big hand, shook it vigorously with the three of Gordon, lowered his head, and pinched the little paw of the pork chop Xianglan, and saw the gale raise the thick dog paw, and also grabbed and shook it with both hands.

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"Welcome to Metabeta, the famous silver-bordered hunter, but unfortunately I can't entertain you properly now." The old guy looked a little regretful, "Our Metabeta seafood is very good, and the dry food is delicious......

"President Jerro, let's not be polite just yet." Gordon laughed dryly.

"Ah, yes, is there any special instruction from the Great Elder?"

"It wasn't the Great Elder who sent us, the overall situation is a little complicated, so I'll make a long story short." Gordon sorted out the language and said quickly:

"Our team was ordered to investigate the attack on the fortress, and according to the analysis of the investigation results, the attackers in the next round of attacks are most likely to be two-headed, the Pavilion Mantis, and the other ancient dragon creature with an unknown body.

The scholars of the Dragon Academy judged that the next attack should be at Metabetat."

The civilian personnel accompanying the old man were stunned, "Two ancient dragon creatures?!

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"What about time? Is there an estimated time for the attack?" President Jerra asked eagerly.

"At any time, it could be tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, or it could be the next second." Gordon didn't play sloppy and went straight to the worst-case scenario.

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role."

President Zara tried to squeeze out a smile, "Thank you for your help, otherwise I don't know what to do."

"Excuse me, how many hunters are there in Metabeta right now?" Anhill asked.

"There are twenty-one elite hunters with three stars and above, and if you are a high-ranking hunter, there are only three of us."

The answer to Anhill's question was a middle-aged strong man next to Chairman Jerro, who was equipped with black horned dragon armor and carried a famous great sword made of horned dragon and black horned dragon materials, the Horned King Sword.

The strong man took off his armor, greeted Gordon and the others, and briefly introduced himself, "Seven-Star Great Sword Envoy, Asa."

"Six-Star Pied Piper, Dorothy."

"Six-star swordsman, DeWitt."

Silverside and Metabetat's hunters introduce each other.

Their faces are not very good-looking, all three of them are hunters from local origin, and their hometown is facing a crisis, who can be happy?

When he saw the face of the great sword envoy, Gordon was in a trance - Iron-headed Asa, a well-known great sword envoy active in the northwest of the continent, is famous for his penchant for charging and slashing dragon chariots.

He has some special relationship with this great sword envoy.

When he left home at the beginning of the year and worked alone in Minagard, he met Asa several times, and had the cheekiness to ask him some questions about hunting and broadsword skills, and the latter did not hesitate to give advice.

Once, when Asa was half drunk, he tried to ask for advice on how to kill him, but Asa did not teach him, saying that his muscles were not strong enough and that he could easily hurt himself.

At that time, Gordon didn't take Asah's words to heart, but when the other party was unwilling to teach him, he giggled and poured wine on Asa while patting his ass.

Asa, who was drunk and confused, showed Gordon a powerful charging move, and Gordon used it to figure it out when he returned.

I didn't experience a lot of strains and sprains, and in the end I really practiced it blindly, but I also left a lot of wrong action habits, and I only corrected it after meeting the master craftsman.

In a way, Mr. Asa might be half a teacher?

Therefore, when Gordon greeted Asa, he was extremely respectful.

Asa was a little strange, but he didn't think much of it.

didn't recognize the leader of the silver-edged hunting group who has become famous in the past two years, and Gordon, who has the name of "Brave", is the boy who pestered him to ask questions.

Gordon felt a little regretful, but unfortunately now was not the time to reminisce, and Mr. Asa was obviously not in the mood to reminisce.

"An attack could come at any time." Gordon gathered his thoughts and said to President Jerro and the three high-ranking hunters of Metabetat:

"This wall is not a fortress, and there are a lot of weapons, but after all, it is not strong enough, and it is too difficult to repel the ancient dragon monsters with it.

We may have to think of something else, the casualties in the head-to-head confrontation will be very large, and the result is not very good."

"Mr. Gordon, do you have any plans?" The female flute messenger named Dorothy was very eager.

"I'm sorry, not yet." Gordon sighed, saying that these were just facts, not trying to elicit anything.

"Well, I actually have an idea, but it may not be reliable." Hayatta on the side raised her hand.

The crowd looked at her.

Hayatta rubbed Xianglan's head and said, "It was my hunting companion who reminded me, what was the purpose of those two monsters attacking the fortress?

It's not to prey on humans, otherwise it's more convenient to bypass the fortress and attack the cities and towns directly, and it's not like the old mountain dragon, for migration.

We know a little bit more about the praying mantis, it's for collecting large devices.

As for the mysterious monsters.

In the two attacks so far, it appears that it has swallowed all the gunpowder and taken away the sharp metal utensils, such as crossbows and dragon guns......

President Jerro quickly reacted, "You mean, give them what they want, so they might leave?

The Pavilion Mantis can't help it, we can't tear down the city wall

Meet it, too dangerous, but mysterious monsters......

Indeed, compared to the losses from the destruction of the city, the stored gunpowder is irrelevant to those metal devices!

We can keep the gunpowder and ammunition needed for the battle, and hand over the rest of the stock as tribute, betting on the possibility of a mysterious monster leaving!"

"Hmm......," Hayatta mused, "give the gunpowder as a tribute...... Maybe that's okay?"

"Uh, Miss Hayatta, didn't you think so?" President Jerro asked stunned.

The expression on Hayata's face was a little dangerous, "My original idea was to pile all the gunpowder together, and when the mysterious monster was about to eat it, it would detonate it in one breath and see if I could blow it up half to death."

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