Soul of Burning Steel

The hunter puts on a camouflage net, smears himself with herbal ointment and leaf juice that can eliminate breath, and then raises the short bow and quiver in his hand, and hides in the woods like this.

The wind blew through the forest in the early summer evening, and there was a sound like a sea tide, covering the sound of his footsteps.

It is normal for a hunt to last for several days, or even a week. Even if it is to track the prey, it will take at least half a day. Even if the beasts are not intelligent, their instincts for millions of years can give them a very strong anti-reconnaissance Without the ability of experienced old hunters, ordinary people would not be able to find their lairs and detect their traces at all.

But as it happens, this old hunter is indeed experienced.

It didn't take long for him to find a towering pile of excrement through the footprints on the soil, and then found the target he had already planned in the surrounding area.

A large boar king with a white mane.

Evening is the time for wild boars to move around. Beside a pine tree that seems to have collapsed due to the winter blizzard and is now more than half rotten, this huge wild boar with a thick carapace and muscle layer is using its fangs to push the soil. They rummaged through it for fungi and bugs as their own food.

It seems that because a lot of pine cones can be eaten in winter, this big wild boar king has not lost much fat, and is still as strong as in autumn. By the side of a tree, he observed the movement of his prey from the corner of his eye, and the short bow in his hand was already equipped with a sharp arrow, and he could shoot it at any time.

He is very quiet, a skilled hunter is always quiet and patient, he knows that now is not the time to make a move, the big wild boar king's carapace is extremely thick, even a real silver archer's frontal attack may not be able to penetrate its skin defense , not to mention him, a black iron-level hunter of Yeluzi.

So you need to bide your time.

The hunter is like a real bush, lurking in the shadow of the trees, quietly watching the big wild boar king eating happily.

After an unknown amount of time, the sky gradually dimmed, and he finally heard a short call—after hearing that hum, the hunter couldn't help but cheer up, because he knew that the time had come.

One and a half people tall, three to four meters long, the gigantic wild boar like a chariot turned around staggeringly after being temporarily full, and then prepared to return to its lair. Some toxins, but it still takes a while to digest the fungi that are enough to be used as raw materials for potions. At this time, most of the blood in its body is digesting food in the stomach, and its movements naturally become sluggish.

At this moment, the hunter drew his short bow—his eyes were shining in the darkness, and the night vision ability honed for many years allowed him to clearly detect every change in the prey in the darkness .

And in his hands, the bowstring and arrows that were simply enchanted have lethality that does not conform to their shape. As long as they can hit the vital parts such as the eyes, even a monster with strong vitality like the Big Wild Boar King will be killed by the brain on the spot. destroyed and killed.

Fighting with large creatures is extremely dangerous, especially monsters like the Big Wild Boar King. Its fangs are strong enough to pierce the scales of ordinary dragons, and it can directly destroy small houses with full force. Not to mention human bones, even steel It can't be stopped, so it's best to end the fight with a single blow, the swift action of the raging beast will render the hunter's weapons useless.

However, just when the bowstring was fully drawn and the arrow was about to be shot, a deep and piercing roar appeared in the sky above the forest.

"Boom——"

The sudden strong wind bent the branches of the surrounding trees, and a huge red figure flew over the forest, bringing up countless fallen leaves. Just when neither the big wild boar king nor the hunter could react, the red figure broke away. Open up the atmosphere, run through the woods, and slammed into the big wild boar who was watching the surrounding vigilantly.

boom! !

The powerful shock wave stirred up everywhere, the soil was lifted up, and the fallen leaves scattered all over the sky, and amidst countless fallen leaves, the hunter saw a scene that left him dumbfounded.

The prey he had planned was being thrown to the ground by a red flying dragon with huge wings. The sharp claws had penetrated into the wild boar's thick carapace, injecting toxin.

"Fire Dragon?!"

Seeing this scene, the hunter gasped and almost couldn't hold the bow steady in his hand. He simply retreated behind the tree without daring to move at all.

——Aren't there only one or two creatures like the Charmander in the Black Forest near the Great Ajax Volcano? Their living and active areas are all near the volcano, even the few near the forest are the losers of the competition, and look at this fire dragon...

He poked his head out a little bit and looked out of the corner of his eye. The hunter saw that the Big Wild Boar King was still struggling even if he was in a desperate situation. His fangs were waving wildly with such momentum that even a male fire dragon dared not catch it easily. That is a huge force that is enough to break the tendons of any beast.

But the male fire dragon's claws were highly poisonous and could paralyze the nerves. Even if the wild boar had a certain resistance to poison, it could not resist this poison. After a while, it gradually stopped struggling and stopped moving.

"Roar!!"

With a roar of contentment, the male fire dragon took a hard bite at the back of the big wild boar king. Under the fire dragon's sharp teeth, several big holes appeared in that thick body immediately, and blood flowed profusely. The Big Wild Boar King didn't make any resistance, and it seemed that he had passed out.

After confirming that the prey had completely lost its ability to resist, the male fire dragon grabbed the big wild boar king with its well-developed claws, then flapped its wings and flew straight into the sky.

The strong wings flapped, and the gust of wind could even bend the trees. In a few seconds, the fire dragon disappeared from the hunter's sight.

At this time, the hunter slowly breathed a sigh of relief, and wiped the cold sweat off his head.

——This crisp and neat action, as well as strong physical strength, does not look like a loser who lost the competition at all!

He thought silently in his mind, and he was extremely puzzled.

Why do dragons appear?

In the ice fields further north in the North, there are indeed ice-toothed dragons and even white dragons, but these are just ordinary forests next to the most common poor villages around the mountains, and the most powerful monsters are just a bunch of monsters. A big wild boar king, why did the male fire dragon appear here? Their food should be mammoths and other weak dragon species.

Thinking to no avail, the prey was also snatched by the fire dragon, and the hunter had no reason to stay in the woods, so he got up and sorted out his equipment, and prepared to return to the village to inform the guards of the abnormal situation.

Now that the sky was getting dark and it was entering the night, the stars in the night sky had emerged one by one, and the double moon had already appeared on the horizon, and it was precisely because the sky had dimmed that the hunter vaguely saw a slight fire in front of him.

Did Charmanderus breathe fire before? It's time to start a forest fire... right? etc!

This thought flashed through his mind slowly, and after a few seconds, the hunter thought of a possibility that made his hair stand on end.

Just now... from which direction did the dragon fly over? !

He suddenly raised his head and looked towards the direction where the fire was lit, the direction where the village he lived in was located.

——In other words, the direction the dragon flew from!

A chill suddenly rose from the tailbone and went straight into the brain, paralyzing all his thinking abilities. The terrifying possibility made this extremely calm old hunter tremble, and he almost couldn't hold the weapon in his hand.

The flames in the distance became even bigger. Rather than talking about lights, it might be better to say that something was burning.

"Don't be afraid...my house is by the river, and it's against the wind. No matter how big the fire is, it won't burn."

"They're all right, they're all right!"

He kept repeating it in his heart, comforting himself, but the hunter didn't have any time to stop, he immediately ran away, heading towards his home.

He didn't even care about concealing his figure or concealing his breath. The old hunter used his rich experience to step on stones and solid soil, avoiding moss and soft mud, and quickly passed through the forest.

Finally, he came to the entrance of the forest and saw a scene that made him despair.

Dragon, and fire.