The sour pterosaur piloted by the hunters landed on the back of the molten mountain dragon, and when it was still two or three meters above the ground, Anhill and Gail released the ropes of the projector and landed steadily.

After making a gesture to keep the sour-winged dragon from flying far, and after hovering nearby, Anhill looked around.

The gray-black basalt floor, the cliff-like protrusions, the magma looming through the cracks in the rocks, the distorted air under the heat wave, and the smell of sulfur at the tip of the nose.

All this makes it hard for hunters to believe that they are standing on the back of a creature.

Even the tremors of the latter's walk are reminiscent of the small earthquakes that occur frequently in volcanic areas.

"It's an 'active' volcano," Gail lifted his visor and fanned the wind with his hand, "Nirvana is hot." ”

Anhill took out a bottle of cold drink and threw it to her, "The daytime temperature of this Gobi is close to forty degrees, and then it is steamed by the heat wave of magma, the heat is natural. ”

Gail pulled out the cap of the bottle, "Bang Chi" put all the cold drinks into her mouth, the sudden cold and freezing made her brain hurt a little, and she covered her head and shivered, "Woo cool!" ”

Anhill smiled, took out a bottle of cold drink himself, and drank it slowly, "You need to take cold drinks (not used in the game) to avoid heat stroke when you are active on the back of the molten mountain dragon for a long time, and you have to report this to the stars, so that they can add cold drinks to the supplies." ”

Gail casually threw away the empty glass medicine bottle, and at this time, there is no need to pay too much attention to "environmental protection".

The glass bottle fell to the ground and shattered into countless fine slags.

Some of the fragments slid into the cracks in the reddish-glowing rock, and soon softened red-hot, turning into part of the magma.

Glancing at the lava-laden crevices, Anhill reminded, "Beware of burns." ”

"Got it~!" Gail grinned and threw him a flying kiss.

Anhill snorted, "Don't waste time, let's get started." ”

The main purpose of their landing on the Molten Mountain Dragon this time was to test the attack effect of various crossbow shells.

Truth be told, when they saw this ancient dragon in person, which can only be described as "magnificent", no one would think that the sword and crossbow bolts used by the hunter could cause damage to such a creature.

Unless a weak point is found, even heavy artillery is nothing more than a joke in front of this guy.

"I always feel like it's useless." Gail muttered as he removed the Black Feather Crossbow and replaced it with a new magazine, pulling the trigger on the ground a few meters away.

"Bang bang bang!"

Three piercing bullets shot out quickly, and then they were bounced off by the volcanic rock ground with lava flowing patterns.

The penetrating shell could not penetrate at all, leaving only a few inconspicuous craters in the ground.

"What's the difference between this and shooting the ground?" Gail lowered the muzzle of the cannon and lost interest in continuing to try.

Anhill was more rigorous, experimenting with all the rare ballistae such as penetrating bullets, scatter bullets, piercing grenades, diffuser bombs, and even dragon strike bullets.

The ground in front of him became cratered, but that was all, not to mention hurting the molten dragon, the other party didn't even notice the attack.

In the end, Anhill could only reluctantly fold and put away the heavy crossbow, sighing: "This is purely a waste of ammunition." ”

"Who's to say it isn't?" Gail shrugged, "If you want me to say, maybe this thing is better, look at those over there, it looks like bare veins." ”

As she spoke, she removed the pickaxe from behind her.

Under Ansill's strange gaze, Gale moved his arms and waist before coming to a cliff-like ridge and clanging to smash it.

"Wow! Look, dear! Huilong Shiye! ”

Can you be serious?"

At the end of today's investigation, the first thing Anhill and Gail did when they returned to camp aboard the pterosaurs was to pass on the information they had detected about the molten dragons to the compilers.

The most important of these is the map.

It may sound ridiculous, but they are indeed drawing a map for the body of a living creature.

The quill slid rapidly, and on the paper several feet square, the topographic map based on the top-down view of the molten mountain dragon was gradually refined.

The person in charge of the drawing is finally no longer the self-proclaimed "half-hung painter" Hayata, but the former brigade Kanban girl Sophia.

The skill of the spectacled lady in drawing maps and sketches was not inferior to that of an experienced scrivener like Alva, and in particular, the skill of the sketches attracted the admiration of several other young compilers.

Halfata and Aiden's expressions were subtle, and only they knew the real reason why Sophia had developed such skills.

At this time, Sophia could neither hear everyone's praise nor perceive the strange gaze of Hayatta and the others, and was completely immersed in her own world.

Her body trembled slightly, her cheeks flushed, and her breathing became noticeably heavier.

"So. Majestic, so. Solemn, the heart of lava that melts everything, the crust of rock that is warm and solid as the earth"

“？”

Gail, a married woman, pointed at Sophia and turned back with a question mark on her head and asked, "What's wrong with this guy?" ”

Aiden smiled dryly and looked away.

Sophia was his first love, and at that stunned age, he had pursued it with all his might.

It's a pity that the "orientation" of this glasses lady is not on humans at all.

Her first love was a broken dragon, and during her time in the brigade, she also had a crazy crush on strange dragons and strange birds.

In her spare time, she was either sketching "Darlings" or sewing dolls, and the room was piled up.

Exquisite sketching skills are also exercised in this process.

In the face of Gail's soul torture, Hayatta struggled to organize the language and explain to her best friend, "Sophia. Well, her love for monsters is unmatched. ”

Xianglan licked her paw and added, "You know why she keeps staring at you?" Because the armor on your body is the Meow of the Broken Dragon, which is her favorite 'Darling' Meow. ”

After a few turns in his mind, Gail, who had finally reacted, looked at Sophia with a little admiration in his eyes.

"We have always felt that sexuality is free, such as gender or something, it's not that it can't be accommodating, but this girl is too free"

Anhill, who had been with the brigade for a while, and knew something about Sophia's fetishes, jumped eyelids, "There are some things, it's better to be more mainstream." ”

"What riddles are you talking about?" Jean, who hadn't understood for a long time, couldn't help but shout and ask.

Evelyn glanced at him, "Children don't need to know this. ”

"Lao Tzu is not a child!"

The atmosphere inside the camp was a little weird due to strange conversations, and just then, Sandstone, who was on guard outside, rushed in.

"There's something strange flying over meow! What a big meow! ”

Due to the previous attack on the Exterminating Dragon, the hunters suddenly became nervous.

They took up their arms and rushed out of the tents, but what appeared in the sky made them fall into a momentary stunned.

"Where did they get the empty boat from Nima?"

The quirky but pragmatic airboat descended slowly, eventually coming to rest in a small ravine outside the camp.

Everyone trotted around and gathered around, just in time to see Feng Ying jumping off the empty boat impatiently.

"We're back with support!"

The pork chop followed, with a forked waist and a belly, "And a lot of big bang meow!" ”

(End of chapter)