Chapter 1213 The Gun Belongs to Me!

As the end point of the New World vein, the Dragon Crystal Land has a unique energy environment that attracts countless powerful creatures to live here.

It can be said that this is the most dangerous hunting ground in the entire New World.

Because of this, the investigation team's progress in investigating this area is very limited.

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

It is inevitable to take a long detour, but in order to reduce the probability of encountering the "magic beast" Behemoth, it is worth spending some time.

In this way, after walking through the caves for a long time, they finally found a signpost.

——The signpost of the Strange Face Tribe.

These patterns are very complicated, and Babaka, who grew up in the Old World, doesn't recognize them. Only scholars like Mr. Monroe who specialize in studying the culture of the Orcs can distinguish the meaning of them.

Fortunately, they have a more direct way.

Gordon winked at Pork Chop, and Pork Chop nodded his little head, took out a delicate bone whistle from his collar, and blew it hard.

This was a gift from the king of the Qimian tribe. When they heard the whistle, all the Qimian tribes nearby would come to help.

After waiting in a hidden corner for a while, several Qimian tribes carrying rocket launchers and heavy stone knives came out from the gap that other creatures could hardly notice.

They looked around, looking for who had sent out the distress signal.

Gordon and his party walked out of their hiding place.

When they found out that they were not from the same tribe, the Qimian tribes were very vigilant at first, but when they saw the bone whistle held in the pig's claws, they immediately put down their weapons and became cheerful and enthusiastic.

One of the Qimian tribes knew a little bit of the human common language, and the pig Babaka also knew a little bit of the Old World Orc language.

After a stumbling exchange, they learned that Gordon and his team's purpose was to find the hunter companions rescued by the Qimian tribes, and they jumped and started to lead the way.

The road to the Qimian tribe camp was not easy to walk on. Some places where the Qimian tribe could easily pass through, the hunters could not enter at all.

At least Gordon couldn't get in.

The leading Qimian tribe had to lead them to take a longer detour, and finally arrived at the Qimian tribe camp that took in the alcohol trio at midnight.

"Ka Ba Ba Ba Ba!!!" Babaka almost cried and rushed in.

When it left, Ted and Oshura were still in a coma, and Maka, who was less injured, could only sit up with difficulty.

In the past few days, if you want to say who is the most worried, it must be it.

Maka has a messy hair and looks a little haggard, but she still smiled and bent down, patted Babaka's head who was holding her legs, and praised and comforted him a few words.

Then he looked at Gordon and the others, "You are here, this time is really... embarrassing."

"How are the other two?" Ansel asked anxiously.

"Not too good, come and see." Maka led them to Ted and Oshura.

Ted was lying flat on the "bed" made of dead branches and vines. Although he couldn't move, he was at least conscious.

When he saw Gordon and the others coming, he pulled the corner of his mouth with difficulty, as if to say hello.

Oshura's condition was more serious, his cheeks were red and his lips were peeling, he was unconscious, and he seemed to be running a fever.

Pork Chop and Xianglan immediately began to check.

Maca was the least injured. In addition to some burns, his internal organs were impacted and his bones were slightly fractured. After taking recovery medicine and recuperating for a few days, he has basically recovered.

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

Ted and Oshura are not so easy to say.

The two had multiple fractures, internal bleeding, muscle lacerations, and large areas of skin burns. If it weren't for the secret medicine, they would have died.

The biggest problem is that they dare not take a lot of recovery medicine.

The situation of the two people's bones being broken all over their bodies is no longer a level that can be dealt with under emergency treatment.

Taking recovery medicine will naturally promote the rapid healing of wounds, but bones that are not fully aligned will grow crooked and proliferate, seriously affecting subsequent treatment, and may even completely ruin their future as hunters.

Therefore, after basically escaping from life danger, Ted and Oshura, who had woken up, chose to stop taking the medicine and hold on.

Only they themselves know how much pain they endured.

In the past two days, Oshura began to show symptoms of infection and almost died. If the support had not arrived in time, Maca would have forced her to take medicine.

It is better to not be a hunter than to die.

Zhu Chop Xianglan spent a lot of effort to finally align the bones of the two people, fix them, and then force them to drink several bottles of recovery medicine.

It is absolutely impossible to recover immediately and get up again on the spot.

All they can do is to stabilize the injuries of the two.

After discussion, Zhu Chop Xianglan decided to let the two recuperate on the spot for 20 hours until the next night.

With sufficient supply of recovery drugs, the two people's condition should be able to recover to a certain extent, at least to the extent that they can be transported, and then find a way to evacuate.

Send these two guys to the airship, and then professional doctors will take over the subsequent treatment.

Only then will the two people really suffer.

According to Pig Chop, the broken bones of the two people were not so perfect to begin with, and the secondary trauma was inevitable during the transportation process.

The broken bones of these two guys may have to be broken and reassembled again, or even several times.

After several months of continuous treatment and cultivation, it is impossible to get out of bed. The final recovery situation cannot be determined at the moment.

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

Only Maka breathed a sigh of relief. At least, his life was safe and there was still hope of recovery.

Asking Pork Chop Pandan to keep an eye on the two gray-white people, the Gordons and the other three pulled Ma aside and asked about the situation of the battle at that time.

Maka leaned on a section of rock wall, sat on the ground with her hands and knees, lowered her head and was silent for a moment, then said: "That is a terrifying creature that has never been seen before.

It simply doesn’t look like an existence that should appear in this world.”

Gordon quickly recounted the information compiled by Alva to them, in order to finally confirm whether Behemoth, who defeated Alcohol in a crushing manner, was the world-destroying monster recorded in the ancient ruins.

"No doubt, it must be it." Maka answered without a trace of hesitation, "If we hadn't regarded the discoveries of scholars as boring myths and legends before.

If we more.

Forget it, what's the point of talking about this now? Even if you know that, the ending of the tragic defeat will still not change. "

The decadence in Maka's tone made Ancil frown.

He could see that the previous tragic defeat had broken Maka's mental strength. If she could not regain her strength, her strength would plummet even if her physical injuries had healed.

At this time, it is most useless to comfort someone nicely.

"Don't think we are already safe. In order to avoid secondary trauma during the transportation as much as possible, we will have to choose a relatively flat and easy route during the retreat."

Having said this, Anhil paused, stared at Maka and asked, "Do you know what this means?"

Maka's whole body became stiff. She hugged her knees and was silent for several seconds. She said in a solemn voice: "This means that we are likely to be attacked by the monster Behemoth again."

"Among those who have fought against Behemoth, you are the only one who still retains the ability to fight. Once a battle breaks out, your role will be crucial.

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

Of course, no matter what your choice is, when the attack occurs, we at Yinbian will stay behind. "

Gordon stood aside with his arms folded, glanced sideways at Ancil, but said nothing.

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

If Maka did not join the fight because of fear, causing Silverside to be destroyed in order to cover the retreat of the alcoholic members, no one would forgive her, including herself.

If it were someone with a weaker will, even if he gritted his teeth and made the decision to join the war, he would still be overwhelmed by fear.

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

But as a strong man who could be promoted to Seven Stars, Ancier firmly believed that this guy was not that fragile.

Maka lowered her head and twisted her hands tightly together around her knees.

Anhir looked at her quietly, waiting for her decision.

At this time, Babaka squeezed out from Gordon's legs and ran to Maka.

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

"Kababa!"

"."

Maka, who finally made up her mind, suddenly raised her head.

"Let's make a deal first. If I really have a chance to kill that guy, the spear stuck behind his neck will belong to me!

We always thought that gun could be used as a bug stick."

Ps.

It’s hard to beat Mr. Bei without pulling a stick!