Time came in the middle of the night.

The three people and two cats, who hurriedly filled their stomachs with food and slept in the tent for five or six hours, unloaded the fatigue accumulated during the day, and their mental and physical strength were restored.

After helping each other get dressed and checking the equipment and props, the group was ready to go.

Gordon made his way to the edge of the treetop camp and peered through the sparse canopy.

It was still dark, the clouds obscured the sky, and the moon was only a vague shadow that should have been bright, and the stars were not visible at all.

Although it is not enough to reach out and not see the five fingers, even with the light emitted by the guide insect cage, the visual distance is only a few tens of meters.

Stretching out his hand to feel the wind, Gordon nodded, "The wind and rain have become a little smaller, almost." ”

He looked back at his companions, "Are you ready?" Let's go. ”

The Eluls jumped on top of the hunter and grabbed it.

Alva took off his glasses, put on his windproof goggles, and blew his whistle, and the pterodactyl, which was sheltered in the canopy, landed in front of them, leading them out of the camp and heading northwest towards the center of the storm.

The pterosaurs did not fly very steadily, and even had some difficulty.

Although the wind and rain have weakened slightly, it has only rained from torrential rain to heavy rain, not to mention that they are still carrying heavy "burdens".

As they continued to get closer, the insect cages of several people once again emitted a bright blue light.

The breath of the ancient dragon diffused in the wind and rain.

The hunters harnessed the sour pterosaur with its ferocious nature, and wild individuals dared to wander around the ancient dragon, and the impact was not great.

But the pterosaur above Alva's head was not so good, it kept screaming in terror, and its flight posture became more and more chaotic, and it looked like it was struggling to escape.

Forcing the way forward Alva could crash at any moment, Gordon shouted and made a gesture as the group began to descend.

The group landed in the woods, which was only four or five kilometers from the center of the storm, and it was only a warm-up distance to run over.

"The Ailu people are scouting forward, Hayatta is opening the way, and I am behind the palace, compact formation, pay attention to keep quiet." Gordon gave a quick order.

Pork Chop and Pandan jumped to the ground and ran forward with a jump.

Hayatta adjusted the hem of her skirt and sped up to run, with Alva following and Gordon at the back of the line.

He silently observed Alva's movements and steps.

At this time, the road under their feet is not flat, and on a dark and rainy night in the dense forest, ordinary people who take two steps carefully may stumble over the roots of the trees hidden among the deciduous soil.

Hayata, who was in charge of clearing the way, was not slow, and at this rate, it took more than 20 minutes, or at most half an hour, for them to reach their target location at the center of the storm.

Gordon wanted to make sure Alva could keep up with Hayatta at this pace, and if he stumbled, he could even fall behind.

He would force the latter to return.

Fortunately, Alva wasn't bragging when he said he was experienced in night operations.

His steps are light and powerful, even on muddy ground, he can always find a relatively smooth and solid foothold, not dragged down by the mud at all, and even has a lot of spare appearance.

Gordon was relieved to see this.

It seems that there is no need to worry about this guy anymore, even if there is a fight and an accident, Alva can run back on his own with his tried and tested legs.

After running at this pace for more than a quarter of an hour, Hayakta slowed down.

A kilometer or two further on, the center of the storm, the steel dragon could appear at any moment, and the next action needs to be more cautious.

She began to weave her way by leaning on the fallen woods and rocks of the woods, and the big trees with thick trunks.

In this way, even if the steel dragon appeared in the next second and attacked them directly, they would be able to find cover and dodge as soon as possible.

Alva seemed to be more adept at this mode of action, rolling between cover with his body low.

Although he looked embarrassed with mud and wits with the air, Gordon could see that this guy was still very "good".

Mud can effectively mask its own smell and the heat emitted by the body, which is a good camouflage, and as for those "fuss" tactical moves, it is better than going straight to the point.

As long as you have enough physical strength, it is safest to crawl and roll all the way.

The three of them moved forward slowly, and the time passed like this for another ten minutes, and the wind around them was getting stronger and stronger, and Alva lowered his body as much as he could, reducing the windward side, otherwise his movements would be affected.

The two hunters had no problem, the preparation in advance had an effect, this kind of wind was not enough to reach the level of "wind pressure", and with the multiple protection of armor, talisman and decorative beads, they moved freely.

Hayata, who was walking in the front, suddenly made a "stop" gesture, and the three of them gathered under a decaying and collapsed giant tree, crouching down and hiding.

"Sissip Soso."

Pandan emerged from a bush and ran to them.

It lowered its voice and said, "Meow found it!" Meow in the glade two hundred meters ahead, and it's not quite right to say it's a glade, but the trees and turf in the original place have been swept away by the wind.

The pork chop stayed over there and continued to monitor it, allowing the puppet to come back and report the meow. ”

"What is its condition, is there any visible rust on the scales?" Gordon asked.

The Steel Dragon and the Rusty Steel Dragon belong to the same creature, but they don't feel like the same creature.

Among the ancient dragon species that have a certain understanding, the steel dragon is a relatively mild and insipid species, and even if other creatures invade its territory, as long as they do not show hostility, they generally do not take the initiative to attack.

But the Rusty Steel Dragon is different, perhaps because there will be a fragile period after molting, and the Rusty Steel Dragon before molting is very irritable.

If the opponent is a rusty steel dragon, then a fight is almost a certainty.

"There is no meow, although the light is so dim, but you can confirm the shiny meow on the steel dragon." Xianglan shook her water-stained hair, "And it doesn't look irritable, it's just squatting there in a daze." ”

"At least not the worst-case scenario." Hayatta breathed a sigh of relief.

Gordon pondered for a moment, "Don't hide it then, just walk head-on." ”

"Are you sure?" Alva looked at him in surprise.

"Well, the covert approach is mainly to avoid a sudden attack by monsters and gain a tactical advantage to a certain extent." Gordon explained in a low voice:

"But the steel dragon is in the glade, and we can't touch it quietly, and besides, we don't plan to attack it first.

In this case, sneaking up on the contrary may arouse the vigilance of the other party, and it should be better to walk over head-on. ”

"Okay, listen to you."

Alva took off his leather gloves and rubbed his hands stiffly from the rain.

Pull a sketchpad in front of you, take the charcoal from your bag, and hang it on your chest for easy access.

"You can still draw in this weather?!"

"It's going to be a little blurry, but I can draw a rough one, and go back to dry it and then fill in the details!"

Well, remember not to keep staring into the other person's eyes, it could be perceived as a provocation."

After a final warning to Alva, Gordon and Hayatta stood up, stepped out of cover, harnessed their armor and weapons behind them, and walked towards the glade that had become the eye of the storm.

(End of chapter)