After consulting with his companions, Gordon made the decision to rest for a few days and continue north after the pork chops returned.

The clue to the Flame King Dragon had been broken, and there was no other reliable clue other than the knowledge that it had indeed fought a powerful creature before it died.

As for whether that monster is the "Exterminating Dragon" that the Grand Master has been tracking for decades, no one can guarantee it.

However, the incredibly powerful claw strike did match the Grand Master's description of the Exterminating Dragon.

In the information shared by the Grand Master, the Exterminating Dragon is one of the few ancient dragons that does not manipulate a certain kind of energy, and does not even have the ability to breathe, and relies purely on physical combat.

Similar situations are generally only found in super giant ancient dragons, such as the old mountain dragon and the Fengshan dragon.

These two are more extreme cases, and they are not without special energy in their bodies, for example, the materials of the old mountain dragon are rich in dragon attribute energy, and the materials of the Fengshan dragon contain water attribute energy.

They have lost their ability to harness these energies because they have been eliminated over countless years of evolution.

Huge enough to ignore any opponent, and the extra abilities will only become a burden to snatch nutrients.

The Grand Master believed that the Slayer Dragon was in a similar situation, except that it relied not on its size, but on its extremely powerful flesh.

Amazing muscle strength, super-fast self-healing ability, excellent flying ability, full of spikes.

All this is enough to make it an opponent that many ancient dragons must fear, even fear.

Since you have decided to continue to pursue such an existence, it is not possible to prepare well.

The shooters, who had consumed a lot of ammunition in order to stop the corpse set dragon, started the collection journey again.

Logistics supply is always the most headache for shooters.

They didn't feel it when they were backed by the star's stronghold, but when they arrived at the isolated research base, they had to do everything on their own.

The only thing to be thankful for is that before the departure they adjusted their supplies and did not carry finished ammunition, but a large amount of gunpowder.

The most expensive ingredients for Spread Bombs and Piercing Grenades, the Diffuse Fruit and the Burst Fruit, are found on the Land Coral Terrace itself.

Combined with the piles of gunpowder, the shooters were able to reconcile several times the amount of ammunition they could carry.

That's why they don't have to worry about running out of ammunition after several battles of high intensity.

The four hunters split up, hoping to collect a sufficient number of Spreading and Burst Fruits in a day or two, as it takes a lot of time to reconcile the ammunition.

Gale leads the sandstone through the colorful reef rocks.

Sandstone bouncing along the way, taking off the new shield behind him every few moments and waving it twice, saying that it was a familiar feel, but in fact he had ADHD who couldn't put down the new equipment.

Strengthened by the excellent bone materials obtained from the bone mound, the sturdiness of its guardian shield has increased by more than one notch.

Gail, who advocates "letting go of oneself", not only did not say anything about it, but grinned and flicked the tufts of hair on the tip of Dettel's ear.

"How about finding an opponent for you to practice your hands?"

"Good meow! I just saw the footprints of the cat lizard dragon! ”

"Cat lizard, don't you think you're dirty with your new shield? At least it has to be at the level of a flying dragon! ”

"Wyvern Meow?!"

"Wyvern scared?" Gail deliberately put on a "That's it?" Expression.

Sandstone held the new shield on top of it, and defended dissatisfiedly, "It's the excited meow of the warrior!" ”

"That's pretty much it." Gail smiled, "Let's press you down, and if you see a flying dragon or something, you can go up."

"But we didn't get the task meow, so it's not poaching?"

"Steal a hairy hunt, run away after a beating, and don't need to be a kar when you practice."

Sandstone scratched his ears, feeling that his master had a point, and he didn't have the slightest sense of his own gradual assimilation.

A man and a cat searched carefully, and as for the real purpose of this trip, they had long forgotten it.

It wasn't long before they made a discovery—a long, narrow claw mark covered in frost.

"The monster that uses frost on the land coral mesaga, the Wind Drifting Dragon, hehehe, good luck!" Gail crouched down with an eyebrow raised, and collected some ice gravel and placed it in the insect guide cage.

The guide worm quickly reacted and flew out of the cage and began to direct the course of the scent.

A man and a cat monster laughed and began to track.

The target's location was very close, and they ran for a few minutes on a naturally formed mountain trail before sliding down a slope to the edge of a cliff.

From here, the path of light directed by the guide worms went vertically downward, and they poked their heads out from the edge of the cliff and looked down.

Sure enough, on the platform below the cliff, a beautiful wyvern with a dark blue color was hanging in the air, screaming condescendingly, as if it was confronting something.

Gail squinted.

The shooter's excellent eyesight made her quickly see that the target locked by the Wind Drifter was actually a person.

She immediately set up her light crossbow [Thorn Crown], reloaded her ammunition, and prepared to support the shot, and Sandstone tightened her shield, sliding down the vines hanging from the edge of the cliff.

But the man was quicker than they were.

She held up a pair of "weapons" that looked like a light crossbow but had a much simpler structure than a light crossbow, and pulled the trigger continuously at the Wind Drifter in mid-air.

Gail, who was aiming at his target, paused.

The moment she saw the man set up her weapon, she thought she had bumped into her peers, after all, the thing in the other person's hand looked like a light crossbow.

However, when it was activated, there was no characteristic roar of ballistas.

This means that the other party does not use "crossbow shells" in the conventional sense, after all, in order to pursue power, even the most basic ordinary bullets will be boosted with gunpowder.

This means that it is certainly not a light crossbow, but some kind of "little toy" that resembles a projector.

Just when she was stunned, several clouds of brownish-yellow mist exploded on the face of the Wind Drifter.

A foul odor filled the air, and it was clear that the man was using a fertilizer bomb.

The pungent stench stimulated the olfactory Drifter, who shook its head vigorously, but could not get rid of the stench, and finally let out a strange scream, vibrated its wings and left.

The man breathed a sigh of relief at first, but then he noticed the light path composed of the air guide insects, and was stunned for a moment.

Her gaze swept left and right.

Soon he saw the sandstone approaching here, and Gale who put down his ballista on the cliff and waved at him, and his face couldn't help but flash an embarrassed look.

Two people and a cat will get together.

Gail looked curiously at the other man, it was an elderly lady, who looked to be in her sixties or seventies, her hair was gray, but her limbs were still strong.

Her bronzed complexion and outfit with the insignia of the Investigation Team prove that she is an investigator who has been operating in the field for many years.

Yes? Sixty or seventy years old, female, active outside all the year round, she seems to have heard of similar characters?

Before Gail could say anything, the other party spoke first.

"I'm sorry, young man, for taking away your prey." The man said apologetically, "That Wind Drifter who ran away, I'll help find it as soon as possible." ”

"Huh? Yes! It's fine." Gail waved his hand, thinking about what to do.

Sandstone was stunned and said, "Actually, we haven't received the task meow either." ”

The other party was stunned for a moment, "Isn't it a hunting target, did you come here to investigate that wind drifting dragon?" ”

Gail was about to say "yes" to fool him, but Sandstone was preempted again.

"It's not a meow, we just want to find it and fight a meow!"

“？” The man's gaze suddenly became strange, and he cast a scrutinizing look at Gail.

Gail raised his foot and kicked Sandstone aside, and said with a dry smile: "This cat is stupid, don't listen to its nonsense, it is talking nonsense!" ”

Ps.

I always thought that Master Wilderness's name was "Wilderness", but when I looked at the canon, it seemed, maybe, maybe not

It should be the master of the wilderness (field investigation) corresponding to the title of master of swordsmanship, but here she uses the wilderness as her name, and everyone is used to it.

(End of chapter)