Chapter 63 Burns
If it were monsters like the Big Boar King or the Blue Velociraptor King, the damage caused by Gordon and Urshula would be enough to kill them.
But for the Peach-haired Beast King, who is larger, has stronger defense, and has much more tenacious vitality, this is not enough.
Even though it was covered with knife wounds and bullet holes, in fact, except for the initial sword sleeping slash, the rest of the wounds were superficial superficial wounds, which only caused pain and blood loss, and did not play a role in determining the outcome.
Fortunately, hunters are not in a hurry. In fact, "suffering damage" is the norm when hunting large monsters.
At this time, Oshula has already put on the fourth magazine of lv3 normal ammunition. She only carries five magazines of this type of ammunition in total, for a total of sixty rounds of lv3 normal ammunition.
If you finish them all, you can only use the slightly less powerful lv2 normal bomb.
“Bang, bang, bang”
While the Peach-Hair Beast King was in a state of fatigue, Oshula emptied the magazine as quickly as possible. The lv3 usually loaded twelve rounds of ammunition, which was considered very rich for a light crossbow, but it was still not durable.
Hands and feet, he quickly replaced the last lv3 normal magazine for the Wrath of the Strange Bird. His eyes couldn't help but glance at the few magazines with red marks at the end of the armed belt.
—Fire bomb.
This kind of special ammunition is specially made with fire grass as the main material. It will burn violently when it hits the target. It is very effective for monsters like the Peach-haired Beast King, who have long fur and are afraid of flames.
But I recalled the miserable appearance of the Peach-haired Beast King with his fur all scorched black at the end of past hunting, and Gordon’s suggestion on the way to the wetland.
Oshula hesitated for a second, and finally pulled the magazine strap, pulling the lv2 normally loaded magazine to a position that was convenient for changing.
Let's wait until necessary to talk about fire bombs and the like.
the other side.
For Gordon, who is a great swordsman, there is no such entanglement as Oshura. The only thing he needs to worry about at this time is the sharpness of the explosive knife.
Blood, stains and fat will dull the originally sharp blade.
The fierce battle with the Peach-haired Beast King has been going on for some time, and he can clearly feel that the feeling of the explosive knife's hook when it cuts into the monster's fur is not as smooth as before.
Gordon really wanted to find an opportunity to take out the sharpening stone to straighten the blade and restore the sharpness of the weapon, but right now, the Peach-haired Beast King was in a state of fatigue and his movements became sluggish. It was the best opportunity to attack, so sharpening the knife could only wait. .
Perhaps it was due to the rage caused by the successive injuries, or perhaps the half-burnt piece of nitrocellulose he had just eaten had an effect. The peach-haired beast king, who was already panting, suddenly stood up again.
After a roar, it actually regained its energy.
I saw it beating its chest several times with its claws, leaning down with its arms on the ground, and high-temperature gas with sparks mixed with a pungent stench spurted out from its mouth and swept towards Gordon in a fan shape.
Gordon realized something was wrong as early as when the Peach-haired Beast King was beating his chest.
When a monster makes an unusual move, it is usually preparing for a special attack. This is common sense to hunters.
So, he put away his weapons in advance and began to retreat,
Even so, the Peach Hair Beast King's extremely wide-ranging scorching breath still burned his left arm, and the alloy armor of the refined ore suit had almost no defense against this high-temperature gas.
Gordon felt as if a bottle of boiling water had been poured on his left arm, and the intense burning pain made him groan.
He could feel that the Peach Hair Beast King's eyes were locked on him. At this time, he must not reveal the fact that he was injured, otherwise the opponent would definitely take the opportunity to attack.
“It’s just a minor burn.”
Grinding his teeth to hold back the severe pain, Gordon pulled the corner of his mouth, pulled out the explosive knife again, and took the initiative to rush towards the peach-haired Beast King who had just finished breathing.
It was really tired, and the blood flowing out of the wounds all over its body took away too much of its strength. If it continued like this, it might not be long before it really collapsed.
“Whoop!”
Waving his arms to push the hunter back, the Peach-Hair Beast King roared twice menacingly, turned around, climbed up the rocky mountain with an agility that was inconsistent with his size, and fled towards the distant rain forest.
Twenty meters away, Oshura's offensive has not ended.
A series of crossbow bullets were fired one after another, chasing the fleeing back of the Peach-haired Beast King. Until the magazine was empty, she slowly took out a dye bomb and filled it into the crossbow chamber of Strange Bird's Wrath.
Aim briefly and launch.
"Snapped!"
The special dye exuding a strong smell exploded behind the peach-haired beast king.
This kind of dye bomb is a crossbow version of the dye ball that hunters often use to track monsters. With it, hunters don't have to worry about losing the whereabouts of monsters.
After confirming that the peach-haired beast king was gone, Oshura immediately put away the anger of the strange bird and trotted to Gordon's side.
"injured?"
Gordon grinned and nodded, "Well, my left arm was burned by the burning breath, but it shouldn't be serious."
Oshula's expression immediately became serious, "Take off the wrist armor quickly and take a look. Metal armor like yours has the worst resistance to high temperatures and flames."
With the help of Oshula, Gordon took off his left wrist armor, which was still a little hot.
As expected, his left arm was already covered with blisters, and the skin in two places was even stuck to metal nails.
After careful inspection, Oshula breathed a sigh of relief.
"You retreated in time, but you were burned by the high-temperature gas at the edge of your breath. It's not a big problem. Did you bring the recovery medicine?" As Urshula said, he poured the water from his water bag onto Gordon. on your left arm to cool the skin.
“Take it, take it.”
Gordon took out the recovery medicine and drank it in one breath. He smacked his lips and felt that it might not be enough, so he drank another bottle.
The effect of the recovery medicine was as satisfactory as ever. After drinking two bottles of recovery medicine, he sat down and rested for a few minutes. Gordon felt that the burning pain in the burn on his left arm was significantly reduced.
Even the wounds where the skin was broken and bleeding started to grow new tender pink skin.
Oshula was holding a knife at the side, helping Gordon to open the blisters. Under the subsequent effects of the recovery medicine, these torn afterbirths would soon dry and fall off, and there was no need to worry about infection.
A few more minutes passed.
Gordon moved his left arm. The burning sensation had completely disappeared, replaced by the itching of new skin growth. He nodded with satisfaction, "It's almost done."
Oshula was not unduly worried.
For hunters who travel to hunting grounds all year round and fight with various monsters, such burns on the skin level are no different from scratches. Anyway, they can be healed by taking a few sips of recovery potion and resting for a while.
After reequipping the wrist armor, Gordon squatted half-crouched, placed the explosive knife on his thigh, and began to polish the weapon.
"How are you doing? Do you need to go back to the camp to rest?" Oshula, who was sitting cross-legged and crossed her chest, asked.
"No, giving that guy a night's rest doesn't mean starting over all over again, right? When I sharpen the knife, we'll catch up and finish it off in one go." Gordon said viciously.
Oshula also laughed when he heard this, "What we want is this momentum, let's go! Get rid of it before the sun sets!"
(End of this chapter)