Chapter 1468 Is sixty old?
Ernest swung his sledgehammer and smashed the head of the herbivorous dragon in front of him.
Under his careful control, there was no scene of blood and brains flying everywhere, and the herbivorous dragon's head still kept its shape intact.
Putting down the sledgehammer, the old hunter stretched his waist.
I complained to myself, "Should we use a lighter weapon? It's really tiring to run around with a sledgehammer on my back just to get some raw meat."
Alas. I am still getting old. I would never have had such an idea before. ”
After muttering a few words, the old hunter put away his weapons and began to peel.
The one he chose as his target was an old herbivorous dragon, walking very slowly, and he was Easily catch up.
< br>This kind of herbivorous dragon is big, but the meat is rough, and it is definitely not as delicious as those cubs.
But no one would kill the cubs for reasons such as taste. br>
What's more, the big old dragon also has much more meat. As long as it is cooked for a while, or made into bacon or sausage, it will also be delicious.
Skillfully peel the skin, remove the meat, cut off large pieces of raw meat as quickly as possible, and then stack them on the cart like stacking bricks.
His speed was very fast. In just a quarter of an hour, the raw meat on the carriage was piled up like a hill.
The remaining parts, such as the meat on the edges and the internal organs in the water, are left in place. Soon, a "scavenger" will come over and take care of them.
“Let’s go, let’s go.”
Ernest jumped on the cart and shouted and urged Bobo (Mammoth) who was pulling the cart.
Bobo started walking slowly, and slowly accelerated as he twitched the reins.
If he stayed here for too long, the strong smell of blood would attract predators. Although he was not afraid of those, they would still be a problem.
Unfortunately, his luck seems not to be very good today.
Not far away, Ernest heard a series of "chirping" sounds that sounded like birds, but more hoarse.
Several blue velociraptors came in groups, attracted by the smell of blood.
These greedy guys did not go to the corpse, but directly surrounded the cart transporting the raw meat.
After all, the corpse is there and cannot run away. They still prefer to attack "prey" that can move.
The old hunter sighed, stopped the panicked and growling Bobo, and jumped out of the car with a sledgehammer on his back.
“There is obviously more meat left on the corpse side”
Ernest was preparing for a quick battle when a strange howling sound came from far to near with rapid footsteps.
Even the blue velociraptors’ attention was attracted, and they all stopped and turned to look in the direction of the sound.
“Uh oh oh——!”
A majestic man wearing an ordinary short coat, a blue velociraptor helmet, and a hunter’s knife in his hand came from the hillside. He ran wildly down and charged towards the blue velociraptors.
Ernest, who had never seen such a scene in his life, couldn't help but curse.
"What the hell is that?"
A blue velociraptor hissed, leapt up with its thighs, and its dagger-like claws seemed to want to disembowel the incoming attacker.
The attacker did not dodge or evade. At the moment when the attack was about to come, he suddenly raised his arm shield and knocked the blue velociraptor to the ground. Then he crushed its slender cervical spine with one foot. Keep moving forward.
The "fleeting" of their companions made the other two blue velociraptors hesitate, but the visitor obviously did not intend to give them time to think.
In the blink of an eye, he came to the second Blue Velociraptor, sideways dodged the Blue Velociraptor's bite, turned around and slashed at the Blue Velociraptor's neck with his sword.
No, it might be more accurate to say it was chopped or smashed.
The sharpness of a hunter's knife is not enough to kill the blue velociraptor with one blow.
But as long as the power is strong enough, anything is possible.
The neck of the blue velociraptor was broken together with the hunter's knife that was only repaired on the appearance level.
The headless corpse twitched and fell to the ground.
The remaining blue velociraptor turned around and wanted to run away, but it was a pity that it was too late.
The newcomer stalked up to catch up with it, clamped its tail with both hands, roared and dragged it to the ground, then pounced on it, held it down, and smashed its head with its arm shield.
In a barbaric way, the giant man who killed three blue velociraptors in a blink of an eye and was covered in blood burst into laughter.
Earnest had obviously recognized who it was.
Picked up a small stone and hit it on the visitor's helmet, making a "clang" sound.
Ernest scolded with a black face: "Who taught you to enter the hunting ground looking like this?!"
With some effort, Gordon took off his helmet and came to Ernest with a smile. , hugged the latter and patted his back hard.
“I’m back!”
The expression on Ernest’s face, which was originally angry, softened.
Pushing away Gordon, who was more than a head taller than him, he scolded: "You are already in your early thirties, why are you still acting like this?"
Gordon winked and smiled, "I just can't act recklessly outside, so I'll indulge myself when I get back here."
He suddenly understood Feng Ying.
When I follow them, I always feel that that guy is stupid.
It is difficult to associate her with "the legendary hunter "White Wind" who is famous in the mainland".
But I heard Aiden and the others say that when Feng Ying led the team, it was not like that
With a laugh of "Hey", Gordon hung his helmet on his waist and picked up the broken sword blade again.
"Instructor, do you still want to strip these blue velociraptor materials?"
Earnest glanced at him, "It can't be wasted. You can get some money in exchange for it. You are responsible for keeping watch. "
Gordon shrugged and looked around. After the instructor finished collecting the materials, the two sat on the cart together.
With a shout, Bobo, who was pulling the cart, started to move.
The wheels squeaked and turned, and after a few seconds of silence, Gordon suddenly said, "You used to pull the cart by yourself.
You also always said that it was troublesome to drive Bobo and the herbivorous dragon. It’s better to pull it yourself.”
Ernest held the reins in vain, his expression as usual, "Yes, I am getting old too, and I am not as strong as I used to be."
If someone else were here, after listening to this sentence, he might I feel the helplessness of a hero in his twilight years.
But Gordon felt that this old guy was acting weak again.
Is sixty very old? Master Samantabhadra of Yanhuo Village and the head of the regiment were all in their late 70s and early 80s.
He turned his head and looked at the old instructor carefully, "I have no strength. Why do I think you can break open Gu Long's head?"
"It's not that exaggerated." Ernest waved his hand.
"Tell the truth, how many stars are you?"
"Hmm"
Ernest pondered for two seconds, "Well, you are already nine stars, there is nothing to hide.
Before I came to Kokot Village, I had just been promoted to eight stars.
Earlier I will still be assigned by the Great Elder to carry out some difficult tasks, but in the past ten years, there have been very few."
"Tsk, I knew it. In other words, if you had continued to develop, you would have reached nine stars already, right?"
Earnest looked at Gordon, "That's not necessarily true. At present, the guild There are more than a dozen eight-star hunters among the active hunters. Do you know how many nine-star hunters there are?”
"How many?"
"You're the only one."
Gordon really didn't expect this answer, "Really or not?"
"There's no need to lie to you. , it is very rare for multiple Nine-Star Hunters to appear in one era.
The Nine-Star before you was at the same time as me, and you are very familiar with it, Master Campbell. It’s a pity that he just became a Nine-Star. Seriously injured and retired.
The person who preceded him was a lady from the dragon tribe, who also retired a few years after Master Campbell retired.
When the two Nine Stars were in service at the same time, everyone said with emotion that this was a golden age, but it was a pity.
As for the earlier generation, it was Master Puxian of Yanhuo Village. "
Ernest sighed with emotion, "If you want to become a nine-star hunter, talent, hard work, and luck are all indispensable.
You have never been stuck by that threshold, so you don’t know what it feels like.
It seems like the steps are there, but I can't get up them. "
Gordon didn't answer.
If you say "I really don't feel it" at this time, I'm afraid you will get beaten.
"So, someone like you Why do people come to a small village like Kokot Village where there is nothing and stay there for a long time? "Gordon asked the question he really wanted to ask.
Ernest looked at him deeply.
"You should have already guessed the answer to this question, right?" (End of Chapter)