Crossing the Grand Canyon was not an easy task, so Gordon and his team had long since made a complete itinerary with the advice and help of Grand Master and the Workshop Leader.

On the first night, climb over the mountains into the Grand Canyon, then follow the valley floor to the second barrier of the peaks, hide in place, rest and spend the day dangerously avoiding the annoying sour dragons.

So far, the project has been well underway.

Pork Chop even took the time to run to the location where the last time it and Gale Storm came, and found the Oddface graffiti.

The paint is stable, and the graffiti on the rock wall has not blurred after nearly two months.

The pork chop took out its small notebook and compared it with the patterns copied at that time, and the graffiti did not change.

This is an important piece of information.

Pork Chop had consulted the orc scholar Monroe with this pattern, who told him that it was a signpost left by the King of the Odd-Faced Clan.

The purpose was to tell the tribes that followed it that it had gone to the opposite side of the Grand Canyon.

If it returns, it should have changed the road signs, and since the road signs have not changed, it means that the king of the Odd Faces is still in the north of the Grand Canyon.

If you have the chance, Pork Chop would like to meet the king.

Because Mr. Monroe told him that it was under the teaching and leadership of the king of the Odd-faced tribes that many of the Strange-faced tribes in the New World had mastered the use of gunpowder weapons.

With the support of firearms, the Odd-Face Clan has leapt from the bottom of the ecological niche to the middle level and even higher, and sometimes large monsters have to walk around them when they see them.

It's legendary.

It wasn't until the middle of the night, when all the sour pterosaurs had fallen into a deep sleep, that the hunters came out of the crevices where they were hiding.

According to the plan, they will climb the second mountain barrier and climb over the Grand Canyon this night.

Several people quickly filled their stomachs with dry food, filled bottles of strong running pills, and then began to climb.

This time it was a climb in the Grand Canyon Valley, and given the danger of being attacked, it was necessary to be fully armed.

For hunters with excellent physical strength, climbing with bare hands is not too difficult, but equipped with hundreds, if not hundreds of kilograms, of a full set of armor, weapons and bags, the difficulty and danger increase exponentially.

People can hold it, but stones may not be able to hold it.

To avoid accidents, they connected each other with ropes.

Gale is the best at climbing, and Gordon, who is the heaviest and most prone to falling, is at the bottom.

They climbed steadily and cautiously, but when they reached the middle of the rock wall of the mountain, an accident happened.

The rock bulge that Gordon was stepping on could not support the weight and shattered.

His quick reflexes and strong hand strength allowed him to grab the edge of another rock for the first time, but before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the already unsturdy stone fell from the rock wall.

Gordon, who had lost his support point, almost fell, but fortunately there was a safety rope to hang him.

The three people, three cats and one dog above only felt a huge force attacking along the safety rope, dragging them down, so that they could be suspended and pulled down together.

Fortunately, there were enough people, they gritted their teeth and held on to the most dangerous seconds, and Gordon also stuck back to the rock wall in time, found a new strong enough support point, and finally saved the day.

Before they could breathe a sigh of relief, a series of strange noises from below caused their faces to change drastically.

The sound of the rocks falling and rolling woke up several sleeping allosaurs, and they flapped their wings and took off, the sound of quacking echoes through the Grand Canyon, and more sour pterosaurs were awakened by them.

The group hurriedly stopped their movements and quietly stuck to the rock wall, hoping that the sour-wing dragon group would quickly regain their calm and not find them.

Unfortunately, it backfired.

The hunters are dressed in stealth clothing, and the hunting cats are small and inconspicuous.

But the huge size and the strong wind carrying a bunch of pungent materials on its back quickly attracted the attention of a sour pterosaur not far away.

The attack began.

"Ga ——!"

"Whoa!"

More and more sour pterosaurs were attracted and kept clamouring towards the gale, which was tied to the safety rope and could not dodge it at all, so it had to roar and bare its canine teeth, turning back and gnawing to try to fight back.

Under the fierce movement, more sour pterosaurs were attracted to it, and sooner or later the gale would not be able to hold on, and the situation became more and more critical.

At this point, there was no other choice, Gordon gritted his teeth and yelled, "Anhill! Gail! Shoot back! Shoot down, one end is one!

Pork chops! Watch the opportunity to use flashbangs! ”

Since everyone was climbing on a near-vertical rock wall, they could only use one free hand to handle their weapons at most.

Anhill clamped the fierce moment [Shi Yu] under his armpit with great difficulty, aiming at the target and shooting accurately, with the volume of the heavy crossbow and recoil, it is considered a blessing from God if it is not shaken.

In this extreme case, it is possible to hold a light crossbow in one hand and fire it, but it will not last long, and the shooting accuracy will also be affected.

Fortunately, the distance was close enough, and a large number of targets were less than twenty meters above her head, and under continuous fire, two sour pterosaurs were soon shot down by her.

"Watch the stock!" Anhill shouted a reminder.

He was glad that he had reloaded the heavy crossbow in advance, and the usual ammunition capacity of the nine rounds of the fierce [Shi Yu] was also quite impressive.

But the problem is that he can't reload at all!

It is difficult to hold a heavy crossbow with one hand, and the other hand has to fix the body, how to change the ammunition?

"Hah! Look ahead! ”

Gail laughed out loud and performed a wave of stunts of biting the magazine with his mouth, leaving Ansiel stunned.

If he wants to imitate, the position of the heavy crossbow magazine slot is relatively far, and he can't reach it even if he wants to.

With Gail, a relatively stable point of fire, the pressure of the gale was a little less.

Under the roar of continuous fire, more sour-winged dragons gathered, and the danger was still not resolved.

"It's now!" The pork chop screamed.

Together, along with Pandan and Sandstone, who had just become a hunting cat for two days, it threw a flashbang in its paws.

The bright light swept everywhere, and the effect of this wave of flashbang offensive was surprisingly good.

Almost all of the gathered sour pterosaurs were stunned, and most of them lost their sense of balance directly, screaming and smashing against the rock wall, falling to the bottom of the valley.

The sound of heavy objects falling to the ground and the sound of tooth-aching bones shattering were endless.

The sour pterosaurs besieging them were suddenly cleared.

Gordon was stunned for a second, then shouted, "Well done!" ”

"Now is the time to continue upward!" Hayatta reminded loudly.

The gale that was frightened by the acid pterosaur roared, and climbed up desperately, dragged down by the safety rope, and the hunters' climbing speed increased a lot.

Further afield in the canyon, the sour pterosaurs are constantly drawn in.

However, it was not the people, cats and dogs who were trying to climb on the rock wall that attracted them, but the sour pterosaur corpses at the bottom of the valley with broken tendons and a strong smell of blood.

They are like a flock of voracious vultures, swarming down to snatch and peck at their kind, who may not have completely died.

At this time, the hunters didn't care about any whispering and hidden, and all of them burst out at the fastest speed and marched towards the top of the mountain with all their might.

After a long time, when the sky was faintly silvery white, they finally climbed out of the Grand Canyon and came to the top of the second mountain range.

The long full-throttle climb caused the hunters' chests to rise and fall violently, and they greedily breathed the moist air from the summit of the early morning.

Until they set their sights on the world across the Grand Canyon.

At this moment, as if they had been choked by the throat, the hunters held their breath.

(End of chapter)