Chapter 527 Intermittent Nerves

For four or five days, Gordon and Pork Chop went back and forth between the hunting ground and the camp many times.

When they were tired, they took time to rest, and when they woke up, they resumed the battle.

The wounds on the giant beast's legs and long nose healed several times, and were torn again and again.

In the entire basin, huge hoof prints, fallen trees, and dark red bloodstains can be seen everywhere, and the air seems to be filled with a faint smell of blood.

It must be said that this hunting method is vulgar and tedious, but it can guarantee the hunter's condition and physical strength to the greatest extent - this is the key to winning in a protracted war.

With a sharpened sword on his back, Gordon walked out of the camp again, "Are you ready, Pork Chop? That guy doesn't have much breath left. Just hold on for another day or two and victory will be in sight."

"I'm full of energy, meow!"

Pork Chop put his hands on his waist, "But Gordon, meow, was beaten away by the giant beast yesterday. Is your injury healed?"

Gordon patted his ribs, raised his thumb and smiled, "It's okay, just a bone fracture, a minor injury. I drank a few bottles of recovery medicine and had a good night's sleep, and it's fine now!"

"So Gordon still ran to the giant beast to die, meow?"

"How can hunter training be called dying?"

Unlike the first few days, the giant beast now will no longer stay in the same place for a long time.

It began to consciously move long distances, trying to get rid of the hunter's entanglement.

However, this giant tooth beast species without natural enemies is naturally lacking the concept of "escaping". The so-called long-distance movement is nothing more than leaving the flat small basin and wandering around in the territory.

It even brought the half-grown cub with it.

In the behemoth's stereotyped thinking, the cub is safest only when it stays by its side, even if its own situation is very dangerous.

As if these are two completely unrelated things.

Gordon had complained in his heart more than once that if a more ruthless guy came, the death of both mother and child would be the standard ending.

Compared with the flying dragon species and some crustaceans that are good at burrowing, the difficulty of tracking the behemoth can be said to be much lower than the lower limit.

The footprints on the snow are large and deep, and a person of Gordon's size can lie directly in them. Unless there is a blizzard or avalanche, they can stay there for a long time without disappearing.

The blood dripping all the way is the best sign. Following the huge footprints and the smell of blood, the hunter and Elu passed through the wind and snow.

The towering figure of the behemoth appeared in their sight again.

Its steps were limping and moving slowly, and it had completely lost the initial momentum of being as immovable as a mountain.

It was too weak.

The constant loss of blood took away too much of its physical strength.

It had time to eat while the hunters retreated.

However, the rough and tough wood needs to be fermented in the stomach for a very long time, and after repeated rumination and chewing, it can be slowly converted into nutrients and energy that can be absorbed.

There is no time to replenish the consumption of fighting and blood loss in the past few days, and it can only rely on the fat stored in the body to hold on.

"Hum."

Noticing Gordon and Pork Chop coming again, the giant beast made a low snort.

It slowly turned around and faced the hunters, and the cub took a step and left alone amid the waves of compassionate cries.

"Tsk tsk, I feel like I have become a big villain."

Pork Chop glanced at Gordon, "Isn't it meow?"

"Well, to the prey, we are indeed villains." Gordon smiled and grasped the hilt of the sword. After being a hunter for so many years, he would not give up hunting for such a thing.

"Go!"

The hunter and Elu rushed out.

Unlike the initial formation, Gordon went straight to the front of the beast, while Pork Chop, on the other hand, ran behind the beast in a roundabout way.

The massive loss of blood made the beast very weak, and both the strength and speed of its movements were greatly weakened.

On Gordon's side, after a few days of attrition warfare, he was already completely familiar with the movements and habits of the beast in front of him, and the gradually proficient courage mode gave him the confidence to face the battle head-on.

Risk?

You have to take some risks, otherwise what kind of hunter is it.

Facing the hunter rushing quickly, the beast let out a long cry, and its long nose and fangs swung with its head, sweeping forward.

"I knew it."

Gordon stopped the charge in advance, stepped back and flew back, "This move is always the top priority."

The tip of the beast's nose swept past him less than three meters away.

Gordon swung his sword to cut through the airflow and continued to rush forward. As long as he could get close to the position below the beast's head, the danger of a head-on battle in that "dangerous safety zone" would be greatly reduced.

At least he could avoid the threat of the fangs, and he already had a lot of experience dealing with that flexible long nose.

Pork Chop behind the giant beast was also waving his cat sword wildly.

The prey's hind legs were already covered with wounds, most of which were Gordon's masterpieces over the past few days, and a few were the results of his hard work.

In the past few days, they broke through the hair, hard skin and muscle ligaments on the giant beast's legs layer by layer, and finally successfully cut the blood vessels in the giant beast's legs.

The giant beast is huge and has an amazing height. In order to maintain blood supply, their blood pressure is very high, several times that of humans.

Because of this, these blood vessels, which are not very thick, cannot heal at all, which greatly aggravates the process of blood loss in the giant beast.

What Pork Chop is doing now is to expand the wound on the giant beast's hind legs, especially the rupture on the blood vessel.

At this time, the giant beast has no time to take care of what is behind it.

Gordon had already rushed under its nose, swung his sword and opened a wound on its chin that was not covered by carapace.

The giant beast rolled back its proboscis and tried to catch Gordon. Gordon rolled to avoid it in time. When he got up, he raised his sword and slashed again.

The power of these two swords may not be too strong, but they greatly promoted Gordon's process of accumulating courage.

"continue!"

Gordon grinned and continued to attack with his sword.

"Mooooooo!" The giant beast's tiny eyes turned red, and a large stream of hot white steam spurted out from between its mouth and nose.

It was furious.

Due to a large amount of blood loss, the giant beast is very tired and weak, but it is not afraid of the hunter.

There is no word "fear" in my mind about this behemoth that is almost independent of the ecological niche of the snow-capped mountains.

Facing the roaring beast, Gordon became inexplicably excited.

He couldn't tell whether this was due to the accumulation of courage, the negative effects of the T-Rex suit, or the

He himself was looking forward to such a head-to-head confrontation.

"Ha! Come on, we won't retreat this time!"

Gordon laughed and raised his sword, pointing forward, "I will keep attacking until you fall!"

As if responding to him, the giant beast stomped its front hooves twice. The decline caused by the massive blood loss was wiped away, and the anger in its heart temporarily pushed it back to its peak.

"He's crazy again, meow!" Pig Chop helplessly stepped up his attack pace.

Gordon has always been like this since his days as a novice, and from time to time he would like to confront monsters head-on.

Opponents include but are not limited to the Big Boar King, the Blue Speed ​​Dragon King, the Fire Dragon, the One-horned Dragon, the Boom Dragon, the Red Pocket, and even the Lanlong.

Perhaps only such intermittent neurosis can truly understand the meaning of "courage"?

The hunter raised his sword, and the giant beast waved its proboscis.

Just as the two were about to confront each other, a frightening and ferocious roar came from the dark sky covered by the misty wind and snow.

"Gah ah ah ah -!"

A huge dark yellow shadow swooped down from the sky.