As the terminus of the New World leyline, the Land of Dragon Crystallization has a unique energy environment, attracting countless powerful creatures to inhabit here.

Arguably, this is the most dangerous hunting ground in the entire New World.

As a result, the Mission's progress in surveying the area has been limited.

The condition on the surface is basically confirmed, and it is clearly marked on the map, but it is still very easy to get lost in the intricate caves.

A long detour is inevitable, but it's worth the time to reduce the probability of encountering Behemoth.

So, after walking through the caves for a while, they finally found a road sign.

- The signpost of the Odd-Faced Clan.

These patterns are so complex that Barbaca, who grew up in the Old World, knows them, and only a scholar like Mr. Monroe, who specializes in orc culture, can discern the meaning.

Fortunately, they have a more direct approach.

Gordon winked at the pork chop, which nodded his little head, pulled out a delicate bone whistle from his neckline, and blew it vigorously.

It was a gift from the king of the Odd-Faced Clan, and when they heard the sound of the whistle, the nearby Strange-Faced Clan would rush to help.

After waiting in a hidden corner for a few moments, several Strangeface Clans with bazookas and heavy stone knives emerged from the cracks that were difficult for other creatures to notice.

They looked left and right, looking for who had sent the signal for help.

Gordon and his party walked out of hiding.

Realizing that they were not of the same race, the odd-faced clan was very vigilant at first, but when they saw the bone whistle held in the claws of the pork chop, they immediately put down their weapons and became cheerful and enthusiastic.

One of those odd-faced people knows a little bit of human lingua franca, and Pork Chop Babaka also knows a little bit of Old World orc language.

Stumbling through the exchanges, and learning that Gordon and their purpose was to find fellow hunters who had been rescued by the Oddfaces, they began to lead the way.

The road to the Strangeface camp is not easy to walk, and there are some places that the Strangeface can easily pass through, and the hunters can't get into it at all.

At least Gordon couldn't get in.

The Strangeface Clan who led the way had to lead them on a long detour, and finally arrived at the Strangeface camp where the alcohol trio was held at midnight.

"Kababa !!" Babaka rushed in almost crying.

When it left, Ted and Oshura were still unconscious, and Maca, who was slightly injured, could barely sit up.

For a few days, if anyone is most worried, it must be this.

Maca looked a little haggard with her messy hair, but she still smiled and bent down, patted Babaka's head, who was holding her leg and didn't let go, and praised and comforted her.

Then he looked at Gordon and the others, "You're here, it's really this time. It's a shame. ”

"What about the other two?" Anhill asked urgently.

"It's not too good, let's come and have a look." Maca led them to Ted and Osura.

Ted lay flat on the "bed" made of withered twigs and rattans, unable to move, but at least conscious.

Seeing Gordon and the others coming, he pulled the corners of his mouth with difficulty, which was regarded as a hello.

Osura's condition was more severe, her cheeks were red, her lips were bursting, she was unconscious, and she seemed to be suffering from a fever.

The pork chop and pandan immediately began to check.

Maca's injuries were the lightest, except for some burns, the impact of internal organs and a slight bone crack, which had basically healed through taking recovery drugs and recuperating in the past few days.

The reason why he looks so haggard is more because of worry.

Ted and Ozura are not so easy to say.

The two of them had multiple fractures all over their bodies, bleeding from internal organs, torn muscles, and extensive skin burns.

The biggest problem is that they don't dare to take recovery pills in large quantities.

The broken bones of the two of them are no longer something that can be dealt with under emergency treatment.

Taking recovery medicine will naturally promote rapid wound healing, but the bones that are not fully aligned will become crooked and proliferated, which will seriously affect the follow-up treatment, and may even completely ruin the future of being a hunter.

Therefore, after basically out of danger of life, both Ted and Osura, who had woken up, chose to stop taking the drug.

How much pain was endured in it, only they themselves know.

In the past two days, Oshura began to show symptoms of infection, and she almost didn't survive, and if it weren't for the timely support, Maca would have been ready to forcibly give her medicine.

It's better not to be a hunter than to die.

Pork Chop Xianglan wasted a lot of effort, and finally put the bones of these two people together, fixed them, and then poured a few bottles of recovery medicine down.

It is absolutely impossible to heal immediately and rise again on the spot or something.

All they could do was stabilize their injuries.

After discussing the pork chop Xianglan, it was decided to let the two of them recuperate in place for 20 hours until the next night.

With a sufficient supply of recovery medicine, the state of the two should be able to recover partially, at least to the extent that they can be carried, and then find a way to evacuate.

Send these two guys to the airboat, and then a professional doctor will take over the follow-up treatment.

That's when the two of them really have to suffer.

According to the pork chop, the broken bones of the two were not so perfect, plus the inevitable secondary trauma during the handling.

These two guys are full of broken bones, and I am afraid that they will have to be broken and refought once, or even several times.

Without a few months of continuous treatment and recuperation, I don't want to get out of bed, and the final recovery is uncertain at the moment.

Ted was stunned when he heard this, and Osura, who had just woken up, rolled his eyes and fainted again.

Only Maca breathed a sigh of relief, at least, there was no need for her life to be spared, and there was still hope for healing.

Letting Pork Chop Xianglan keep an eye on the gray and white two, Gordon and the three took Makara aside and asked about the battle at that time.

Maca leaned against a rock wall, sat on the ground with her hands on her knees, bowed her head and was silent for a moment before she spoke, "That's . . . Horror creatures like you've never seen before.

It's not like it's supposed to be in this world."

Gordon quickly recounted the information Alva had compiled for them, in order to conclusively confirm whether Behemoth, who had crushed the alcohol, was the world-destroying monster recorded in the ancient ruins.

"There is no doubt about it, it must be it." Maca replied without hesitation, "If only we hadn't treated the scholars' discoveries as boring myths and legends.

If we were more.

Forget it, what's the point of talking about this now, even if you know that, the ending of the fiasco will still not change. ”

The dejection in Maca's tone made Anhill frown.

He could see that the previous fiasco had shattered Maca's mental strength, and if she couldn't get back on her feet, even if her physical injuries had healed, her strength would fall off a cliff.

And at such times, it is most useless to comfort with a good voice.

"Don't think we're safe, in order to avoid secondary trauma as much as possible, we will have to choose a relatively flat route during the retreat."

Speaking of this, Ann Hill paused, stared at Maca and asked, "Do you know what that means?" ”

Maca stiffened, hugged her knees and was silent for a few seconds, and said astringently, "It means that we are likely to encounter that demonic beast again. Behemoth's attack. ”

"You are the only one who has fought against Behemoth who still retains the ability to fight, and your role will be crucial in the event of a fight.

You're a high-level hunter, not a novice, so I don't need to say more.

Of course, no matter what you choose, when the attack happens, we will stay behind and break the back. ”

Gordon stood with his arms crossed, glanced at Anhill, but didn't speak.

This guy didn't say anything serious, but the pressure attached to his words was almost crushing.

If Maca hadn't joined the fight out of fear, causing Silverside to fall in order to cover the retreat of the alcoholic members, no one would have forgiven her, including herself.

If you change to a weaker-willed person, even if you grit your teeth and make the decision to go to war at this time, you will be crushed by fear.

If that were the case, even if Maca said she wanted to join, Anhill would refuse.

But as a strong man who can be promoted to seven stars, Anhill firmly believes that this guy is not that vulnerable.

Maca hung her head and wrenched her hands around her knees.

Anhill watched her silently, waiting for her decision.

At that moment, Babaka squeezed out of Gordon's lap and ran up to Maka.

It placed its hand on the back of Maca's hand.

"Kababa!"

“.”

Maca, who had finally made up her mind in some way, jerked her head up.

"Let's start with it, if there's a chance to kill that guy, the spear stuck in the back of its neck will be mine!

We always think that gun can be used as a worm stick."

Ps.

(End of chapter)