MTL - Monster Hunt: Notes From a Hunter-Chapter 713 protection of the wind

  Chapter 713 The Protection of Wind

  Fengying who reacted was almost crying, almost pounced on Anshir.

  Hayata quickly persuaded her to come back, and explained to everyone that she was adapting to the protective effect of the new equipment through "actual combat".

  Whether you believe it or not, at least it gave Fengying a step down.

   There are also people who don't know how to live or die, such as a certain sunny boy from the pen hunting group. He seems to find it very interesting and takes the initiative to challenge Gale.

   Then he lost his dinner and was beaten hard by the gale that was in a bad mood.

   Aside from his status as a newcomer, Aiden, who has nearly four-star strength, has long been an excellent hunter who can stand on his own, but he was suppressed by a tooth hound unexpectedly.

  Although Aiden didn't use a weapon, Gale also didn't use his fangs and claws.

   Julius and the others were amazed by Gale's fighting power, and they could be regarded as saving some face for Fengying who "fighted with dogs and won with difficulty".

  Looking at the laughing hunters, the head of the brigade with a slightly heavy expression also showed a little smile on his face.

  The battle is approaching, it is better to be willing to laugh than to cry.

  The day of the expedition.

   Before dawn, fully armed hunters had already gathered on the deck of the Isana.

  Anshir repeatedly counted the pile of ammunition boxes that looked like a hill. The number was so large that it had to be hauled by a cart, but he still felt a little unsafe.

  Natia could not help but look at this guy a few more times. All along, she felt that she had been cautious enough in hunting preparations, but there was a more neurotic one here.

  Hayata was helping Fengying to check the armor straps, and found that the latter was basically tied in knots.

   This kind of armor is secure enough, but it is inconvenient to adjust. Once an injury needs emergency treatment, it will become very troublesome, so I have to help her re-fasten it with a sigh.

  Fengying, who was held down by Hayata, stared, curiously looking at the weapons of the pen hunters.

  Sister Nadia’s weapon is the most common dragon-derived light crossbow, the "Phoenix Fire Dragon Cannon". According to Anshir, this is the most suitable ballista for firing fire bombs.

Huh? Did you only have one weapon? Anshir said whether he brought three or four.

   "Master's brother" is carrying a pair of swords that should be made of Tyrannosaurus material. What is it called, "Tyrant's Wrath"?

  Well, it seems that everyone likes the look of the Tyrannosaurus weapon.

  The long spear that Uncle Will uses is a pair of bright long spears that seem to be cast from gold.

I heard that this is a superb weapon called "The Lost Tower of Babel". It looks like it is forged from pure metal, but in fact it also adds super precious materials such as the heavy shell of the Golden Fire Dragon. The shield is said to be able to block even the attacks of ancient dragons.

real or fake?

  Brother Aiden, well, that pair of swords looks ugly, it seems to be called "Fenglong Sword". They are all antiques excavated, but they are not as beautiful as Master Gordon's epitaph.

  Brother Aiden is not good enough!

  While Fengying reviewed the hunting group equipment one by one, Gordon looked to the edge of the sea of ​​clouds.

  There has been a golden-red glow dimly over there. Perhaps in the next second, the rising sun will emerge from the sea of ​​clouds and illuminate this small village "in the sky".

   "Are you waiting for the moment when the sun rises?" The team leader walked over with a smile, "It will probably take more than ten minutes."

  Gordon retracted his gaze, "No, the whole sky is gray, nothing to see."

   "That's right, don't forget to go to the temple. Believe it or not is the same thing. Don't let others dove." The head of the brigade crossed his arms (he really likes this) to remind.

   "Yes." Gordon replied helplessly, "Let's go, everyone, let's go to the temple first, and don't let the monk wait too long."

   "Mom, mommy! I'm scared to death!"

   Walking down the nearly 100-meter-long, old, and even dilapidated suspension bridge, Fengying's voice was trembling.

  At this time, the hunters are at the highest point of the entire Sky Mountain range. This single peak also named "Sky Mountain" is shaped like a sharp sword, extremely steep, and almost impossible to climb.

  The only way to go up is through the suspension bridge built between the side peak where Sinard Village is located.

   "This suspension bridge is really... a bit exciting." Gordon sullenly pretended to be calm.

   During the 100-meter walk, he probably broke four or five planks.

   Below the suspension bridge is an abyss where you can’t even see the bottom. If you fall, no matter how many stars you are a hunter, you will be dead anyway.

  Thinking that he would have to walk back along the suspension bridge later, he regretted it very much.

   It's time to release that dove with eyes!

  The faces of Julius and others were also not very good-looking, especially the spearman Will who was wearing a defensive heavy armor. He didn't dare to step on those tattered wooden boards, and he moved on the main rope the whole way.

  The short distance was less than 100 meters. This middle-aged tough guy who didn't change his expression when facing the heavy beetle dragon car was already pale.

   Julius sighed softly, "Let's go."

   Everyone stabilized their emotions and trembling legs, and filed into the temple built inside the mountain.

  This temple is not gorgeous, and there are even very few traces of artificial carvings. It is just that countless whirring small windmills are inserted on the surrounding rock walls.

   Walking through a long bridge made of stone pillars, the hunters came to the depths of the temple.

  A monk in a pure white robe is sitting here. On the rock wall behind him, there is a mysterious pattern embossed, like a blooming flower, or like a sun spreading light, which attracts people's imagination.

  With a peaceful smile on his face, the sky light from the top of the cave enveloped him.

  The picture in front of me, combined with the gentle sound of the wind up the mountain, reveals a touch of divine beauty.

  However, Gordon just wanted to beat his squinted eyes at this moment.

   What a broken bridge, terrible

   Taking a deep breath, suppressing the desire to squeeze his fist and complain, Gordon said: "Monk Zheng, we are here."

  Here comes in full armor.

  Monk Zheng’s expression froze for a moment, and he also realized at this moment that the tall, strong and heavily armored hunters crossing the bridge were obviously different from his thin body.

   No wonder everyone was murderous.

   Coughed lightly to hide his embarrassment, the monk stood up and prayed in an ancient language.

  The hunters gradually calmed down amidst the weird rhythm, but pleasant prayers like a breeze.

  The resentment in the heart and the restlessness about facing a powerful enemy are like fallen leaves blown by the wind, swept away.

  The spirit and heart become clear, this feeling is very strange, maybe a bit like a hunting whistle? But less directly.

  Gordon suddenly felt that this trip to the temple might really be a worthwhile trip.

  The great monk who finished his prayers bowed slightly to the hunters, "The seal of the forbidden place has been released, and everything will be handed over to you."

  The hunters nodded in response.

  The monk was shaking his pure white and solemn robe, got up and came to the rock wall, took down several small windmills inserted between the rock cracks, and handed them to the hunters one by one.

  Gordon clearly remembered that Julius once told him that the windmill had a special meaning to the people of Sinard Village. It was a bridge for them to communicate with the "wind", and outsiders were not allowed to touch it.

   At this time, the monk was handing over the windmill to them, which obviously had some special meaning.

   Probably a talisman or something?

  Looking at the small windmill in his hand, which was no bigger than the palm of his hand, Gordon thought for a while, and inserted it into the gap in the armor at his waist.

The others followed suit, with Hayatta sticking to his waist following Gordon's example, Julius and Nadia on his chest, Anshir, Aiden, and Will on their shoulder armor, and Fengying It was directly poked into the ponytail, and the small windmill whirled above her head.

  The monk was watching this scene with a smile.

   "May the wind guide you."

  (end of this chapter)