Chapter 514: Just This Chapter

At first glance, it looked like a flying dragon, but the orange-red monster's frame was much slender than the flying dragon. It raised its huge spoon-like beak, smashed a small tree in two or three times, and then dragged it away with it in its mouth.

The small tree was dragged to the clearing in the forest and stacked together with the large pile of withered yellow branches.

"Gu quack!" Torn apart by its claws and giant beak, the small tree quickly turned into countless fragments. After a little tidying up, it became part of the pile of dead branches.

——This is a nest that has not yet been built.

For scholars, especially the team of scriveners who focus on studying monster ecology, the scene of a giant strange bird building a nest in front of them is a rare and "ecological data" of great research value.

But for hunters

Yay! It's a lair! It's a pity that I wasn't sleeping.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter whether you are sleeping or not."

Gordon walked out of the shadows in the forest and walked straight towards the big strange bird, "Porkchop, you don't have to take action. Just use a flash bomb or a sonic bomb to blow it down when it's about to fly away."

"Okay, meow." Zhupa touched the tool bag behind him, "When it's almost done, come down and set the trap, meow."

The conversation between one person and one cat did not lower the volume. The words and footsteps immediately attracted the attention of the big strange bird with keen hearing.

Its ears were wide open, and it looked warily at Gordon, who was walking towards it.

The big strange birds occupying the middle and upper ecological niches are not without natural enemies, but they are deeply rooted in the instinct of the group, and the predators that must be vigilant obviously do not include small people like the one in front of them.

Then the big strange bird stretched its neck and let out a demonstrative roar.

"Gaaaaaao——!"

The fan-shaped auricles played a role similar to a loudspeaker. The huge sound wave forced Gordon to pause for a moment. After the sound wave stopped for a while, he continued to move forward.

When the distance between the two was less than twenty meters, the big strange bird finally couldn't bear it anymore and rushed forward with a strange cry.

Gordon stood firm, held the sword in both hands, adjusted the muscles and joints of his body, and stared at the giant orange-red bird that was speeding towards him.

A gesture of courage.

Although it is only a three-star dangerous monster and has a slightly funny nickname like "Teacher Yangkuku", in fact, in the eyes of many hunters, especially novice hunters, the big strange bird is a very troublesome existence.

The shape, momentum, carapace, flight ability, body structure, and breathing ability are all similar to those of the flying dragon species, only slightly inferior.

Hunters who can successfully hunt it will be initially recognized as having the strength to challenge the flying dragon.

In the Hunter Guild, there are several similar monsters, such as water dragons, sleeping birds, salon kings, strange dragons, etc.

If you don't hunt this kind of monster alone, the guild will not give it the qualification to challenge the four-star promotion task. Therefore, these monsters also have the saying "veteran certificate".

Of course, Gordon had already crossed that threshold long ago, but when he turned around, he faced the big strange bird again wearing a novice armor with almost no defensive effect.

It still feels a little "stimulating" to some extent.

Gordon gripped the hilt of his sword tightly—he wanted this stimulation.

The big strange bird lowered its head slightly and pointed the tip of its huge beak at the hunter who was standing still.

At the last moment of the attack, Gordon spun around and slipped away, but the crisis was not over. Following the giant beak were sharp claws that could easily cut open the chest and abdomen of a large creature.

An inexperienced hunter would inevitably be in a hurry at this time, but Gordon swung his sword in time and used the reaction force from the hilt to slide again, successfully avoiding the collision attack of the big strange bird.

"Um"

Gordon did not take advantage of the situation to pursue, but pondered on the spot and experienced it for a moment.

There was no particularly obvious feeling, except that the moment he dodged the attack, his heartbeat accelerated for a moment.

But this doesn't seem surprising.

The monster would not give him a chance to think slowly. After realizing that the attack failed, the big strange bird roared angrily, turned around, raised its giant beak, and struck down like a hammer on a walnut.

Gordon again showed courage and dodged in time.

But this time, after dodging the attack, he immediately picked up the sword and entered the charging posture.

One paragraph, two paragraphs, three paragraphs, release!

Three sections of charged slashes fell on the big strange bird's thigh. Due to the poor sharpness of Bernard's sword, the wound caused by this sword was not deep, but the huge force still made the big strange bird scream. .

"Gah!"

Gordon's eyes lit up slightly.

It's this feeling, my heart is beating fast, something seems to be ignited in my body, and I am accumulating power a little faster!

Gordon jumped back, preparing to put some distance between himself and the big strange bird, so as to experience the feeling.

However, the big strange bird that had been stabbed in the leg obviously didn't have such a good temper. It shook its head and chased after him with strange screams.

"Tsk, annoying."

Gordon, who was maintaining his courageous posture and experiencing that feeling over and over again, clicked his tongue impatiently.

Facing the giant orange-red bird that rushed toward him, he subconsciously picked up the sword and entered the charging posture. The feeling of charging and accelerating still continued.

Before the big strange bird pounced on him, he successfully swung the charged slash in his hand.

"Gahwu!"

Bernard's sword, which was not sharp but still heavy, was like a hammer, swinging the big strange bird's head to the ground. Due to the rapid approach, the unsteady big strange bird staggered and fell over, struggling and screaming.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The sound of the heart beating rapidly can almost be heard directly with the ears.

Courage, fueled by fear, was burning in his chest.

"This feeling." Gordon paused.

He used to think of it as the excitement of fighting and didn't pay much attention to it, but now, he has some new ideas.

Refine it, control it.

After a while, his heartbeat gradually returned to normal, and the fiery emotion had dissipated.

This time, he failed, but there was nothing to be discouraged.

Gordon smiled and raised his sword again-he had found the trick.

Facing the fear that came, calmly responding naturally can gather "courage", but the most efficient way is to face the monster, face the fear, and attack!

Staring at the big strange bird that climbed up, Gordon licked the corner of his mouth.

"Keep going, keep attacking, let me practice again."

In less than half a month, Gordon and the transport airship of the Dragon Calendar Institute went to the ancient forest four times.

The last fourth time, the target was still a big strange bird subspecies-the blue strange bird with a danger level of four stars.

When he saw the signal, he led the transport team to the dying blue strange bird, which fell into a deep coma under the effect of the trap and the capture anesthetic bullet.

The young dragon-man researcher couldn't help but feel pity for this big guy with an indigo shell.

Like the three big monster birds before, they were all killed by Gordon with a blunt sword, well, they were beaten half to death.

Gordon promised the chief researcher to try not to damage the wing membrane, so apart from the wings, there was almost no intact shell on these guys.

Under normal circumstances, hunters' hunting philosophy is to "cut off one finger", but Gordon wanted to let these big monster birds last a little longer and practice with him more.

Pull out all the fingernails on ten fingers

The young researcher carefully approached Gordon who was standing beside him with his arms crossed.

The Berna suit, which was white and new half a month ago, had long been stained with blood stains into a dirty red and black color.

The Berna sword, which was roughly refined from ore, became like a saw, and the broken blade was soaked with blood stains that could not be cleaned, exuding a pungent bloody smell all the time.

It was the first time that the boy saw someone wearing novice equipment to look so scary.

"Mr. Gordon?"

The young researcher swallowed his saliva, calmed down, and said: "Thanks to your help, we have collected enough large bird wing membranes.

In this way, the power sails and directional sails of the Dragon Knowledge Ship have the best materials.

Well, then, do you still need to continue hunting large birds? If necessary, we can continue to send people."

"No need."

Gordon raised his eyes and smiled: "The basics have been roughly grasped, and then it's time to find some 'powerful' opponents and conduct actual combat."

".Ah, okay."

The young researcher was not sure if it was his own illusion. He seemed to see a trace of azure light disappearing from Gordon's eyes.