The hunter put on a camouflage net and applied herbal ointment and leaf juice to eliminate the breath, then lifted up the short bow and quiver in his hand, and hid into the woods.

The wind blew through the forest in the early summer evening, and a tide-like sound sounded, obscuring his footsteps.

A hunting takes several days or even a week is normal. Even if it is chasing prey, it will take at least half a day. Even if the beasts do not have wisdom, their instincts for millions of years can still give them strong anti-reconnaissance capabilities. They are not experienced old hunters, and ordinary people cannot find their nests and detect their traces at all.

But just so happens that this old hunter is indeed experienced.

In less than a long time, he found a tall piece of excrement through the footprints on the soil, and then found the target he had already planned around him.

A big wild boar king with white mane hair.

The evening is the moment when wild boars are active. Next to a pine wood that seems to have collapsed due to a winter blizzard and has now rotted more than half of the rotten one, this extremely huge boar with a thick carapace and muscle layer is arching the soil with its fangs, searching for fungi and bugs from it as its own food.

It seems that because it is because you can eat a lot of pine cones in winter, the big wild boar king did not fall much fat, but was still as strong as in autumn. The hunter wearing a green-brown camouflage net was half-real next to a tree behind the wild boar, observing the movements of his prey from the corner of his eyes, and the short bow in his hand had already been hit by a sharp arrow and could shoot it out at all times.

He was very quiet, a skilled hunter was always quiet and patient. He knew that now was not the time to take action. The big wild boar king's shell was extremely thick. Even a real silver archer attacked head-on, it might not be able to shoot through its cortical defense, let alone him, a wild black iron-level hunter.

So you need to wait for the opportunity.

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

I don't know how long it took, but the sky gradually faded, and he finally heard a short scream and heard the hum. The hunter couldn't help but feel refreshed because he knew that the time had come.

It was a huge wild boar, half a person tall, three or four meters long, like a chariot, shaking and turning around after temporarily filling his stomach, and then preparing to return to his nest. Its strong body can resolve most of the toxins, but it still takes some time to digest the fungus that are sufficient as raw materials for magic potions. At this time, most of its blood in its body digests food in its stomach, and its movements naturally become slow.

At this moment, the hunter pulled up his short bow. His eyes flashed with a ray of light in the darkness. His night vision ability that had been tempered for many years could allow him to clearly detect every change in his prey in the darkness.

In his hands, the simply enchanted bowstrings and arrows have lethality that do not match their appearance. As long as they can hit key parts such as the eyes, even monsters with strong vitality like the Big Wild Boar King will die on the spot because their brains are destroyed.

Fighting with large creatures is extremely dangerous, especially monsters like the Great Wild Boar King. Its fangs are enough to pierce the scales of ordinary dragon species. Its full force can directly destroy small houses. Not to mention human bones, even steel cannot be stopped. Therefore, it is best to end the battle with one blow. The quick action of the furious beast will make the weapons in the hunter useless.

However, just as the bowstring was already full and the arrow was about to be shot, a low and extremely penetrating roar appeared in the sky above the woods.

"Roar Boom"

The sudden strong wind bent the branches of the surrounding trees, and a huge red figure swept over the woods, bringing countless fallen leaves. Just when neither the big wild boar king nor the hunter could react, the red sound broke through the atmosphere and penetrated the woods, hitting the big wild boars who were observing the surroundings with vigilance.

boom!!

The powerful shock waves stormed everywhere, the soil was lifted up, and the fallen leaves were floating in the sky. And among the countless fallen leaves, the hunter saw a scene that stunned him.

The prey he had booked was now being pounced on the ground by a red dragon with huge wings. His sharp claws had penetrated deep into the thick carapace of the wild boar and injected with toxins.

"Male Fire Dragon?!"

When the hunter saw this scene, he immediately took a breath of cold air. The bow in his hand almost couldn't hold it firmly. He simply retracted the tree and did not dare to move at all.

Isn't the male fire dragon the only one or two in the black forest near the Great Aes Volcano? Their living and active areas are near the volcano, and even the few heads next to the forest are losers in the competition. Look at this fire dragon...

He poked his head a little and observed it from the corner of his eyes. The hunter saw that the big wild boar king was still struggling even if he was in a desperate situation. Its fangs were waving randomly, and his momentum was so great that even the male fire dragon dared not take it easily. It was a huge force enough to break any beast's tendons.

But the male fire dragon's claws are highly toxic and can numb the nerves. Even if the wild boar has a certain anti-toxic ability, it cannot resist this toxin. Not long after, it gradually stopped struggling and stopped moving.

"Roar!!"

With a satisfied roar, the male fire dragon aimed at the back of the big wild boar king and bit it hard. Under the dragon's sharp teeth, several large holes immediately appeared on the thick body, and blood was flowing, but the big wild boar king did not resist at all. It seemed that he had indeed fainted.

After confirming that the prey had completely lost its resistance, the male fire dragon grabbed the big wild boar king with its developed claws, then flapped its wings and flew directly into the sky.

The powerful wings swinged, and the storm of wind even made the trees bend. Within a few seconds, the fire dragon disappeared from the hunter's vision.

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

This quick and neat action and strong physical strength are completely different from the loser of competition!

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

Why do dragons appear?

There are indeed ice-toothed dragons in the ice fields further north, and even white dragons appear, but this is just the most common ordinary woods next to the poor villages around the mountains. The most powerful monster is just a big wild boar king. How could the male fire dragon appear here? Their food should be mammoths and other weak dragon species.

Thinking without results, the prey was also stolen by the fire dragon, and the hunter had no reason to stay in the woods, so he stood up and sorted out his equipment, prepared to return to the village, and notify the guard of this abnormal situation.

As the color gradually became darker today, and as it turned late at night, the stars in the night sky had appeared one by one, and the two moons had appeared in the sky. It was precisely because the sky was dimming that the hunter vaguely saw a slight fire in front of him.

Did the male fire dragon spit out before? Could it be that the forest fire would be lit... right? Wait!

This thought flashed slowly in his mind. After a few seconds, the hunter thought of a possibility that made him feel creepy.

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

He looked up suddenly and looked in the direction where the fire light was coming, in the direction where the village he lived.

That is, the direction the dragon flies!

A chill suddenly rose from the tailbone and went straight into his brain, numbing all his thinking ability. The horrible possibility made the extremely calm old hunter tremble with his hands and almost couldn't hold the weapon in his hand.

The fire in the distance was even bigger. It was more like a burning burning than a light.

"I'm not afraid... My house is by the river, but it's still in the direction of the wind, so I can't burn it."

He comforted himself in his heart, but the hunter had no time to stop. He immediately ran away and rushed towards his home.

He didn't care about hiding his body or hiding his breath. The old hunter used his rich experience to step on stones and solid soil, avoiding moss and sludge, and quickly passed through the forest.

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