Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

This is nearly a hundred meters high in the air.

The pterosaurs dare not fly too high. High altitude is the territory of the "king of the sky". It is safest to fly at low altitude and be ready to get into the woods at any time.

Underfoot, the dark green ocean flew by.

Occasionally, there will be giant trees with a height of more than 100 meters. The lush canopy is like a huge green wave. If you don't want to be involved in it, you can only fly around in advance.

The comfort level of flying with a Pterosaur is certainly not comparable to that of flying in an airship.

If it weren't for the specially raised pterosaurs with a rope ring hanging under their bodies, which could be used for support during long-distance flights, if they were just hung by the projector ropes, I would probably be unable to lift their arms after a few hours.

Fortunately, the air journey went smoothly. A few hours later, the hunter and his party arrived at the western part of the ancient tree forest, where the Fish Basket family lived.

Use the whistle to command the pterosaur to descend, and the hunters jump to the ground.

They took a moment to move their limbs. After being suspended for so long, their arms and legs were inevitably a little sore.

Hayata stretched his shoulder joints while observing his surroundings.

Just looking at it with your eyes, you can't see anything strange. The trees are still lush, and insects and birds shuttle among the plants. The environment is no different from the environment next to the ancient giant trees.

But she can indeed feel a tense and depressing atmosphere. This is not a psychological effect, but the result of comprehensive perception and judgment including smell, hearing, touch, etc.

Some people also like to call it "gut feeling".

"You feel it too, right?" Hayata asked his companions.

Urshula hung the light crossbow under his arm for easy use. "Goosebumps stood up."

"Yes." Aziz, who seemed a little out of touch, also suppressed his smile.

"Warning formation, I will open the way, Aziz will protect Mr. Monroe closely, and Oshula will cut off the rear." After giving the order, Hayata looked at the Detel named Caviar.

"Where is your current station? Can you take us there? We need to know some details first."

Monroe translated Hayata's words to Roe.

Fish Roe nodded and led the way at the front, and Pandan also consciously followed. With its keen sense of smell, it could eliminate many potential dangers for the team during the process of exploring the road.

The team of hunters who were on alert did not move very fast. They walked in the forest for more than two hours until the sun went down. They finally arrived at their destination under the leadership of Yu Zhi.

It was a giant tree over a hundred meters high.

In terms of scale, it cannot be compared with the ancient mountain-like giant tree near the Star Stronghold, but the tree crown with a diameter of nearly two hundred meters can still be said to block out the sky and the sun.

The fish roe raised its head and meowed a few sharp words.

There was no movement at first, but after a long time, I saw some Deters, carefully popping their heads out of the tree crowns and gaps between the trunks.

"It said it brought back the 'Big Orc' helper." Monroe translated in a low voice.

There was a commotion on the giant tree, and the Deters seemed to be discussing something heatedly. A few more minutes passed like this, and finally, a rope hung down from the tree.

The hunters looked at each other.

Although climbing a tree may be easier than climbing a rope, since the owner has given you a path, it is better to follow it.

After a lot of effort, I climbed to the top of the trunk. The surprisingly thick branches stretched out in all directions, forming a bowl-shaped area of ​​about 100 square meters on the top of the trunk.

The temporary residence of the Fish Basket Clan is here.

There are about twenty or thirty Detles living here, a small amount of dried fish, insects, mushrooms and other food scattered around the edge of the treetop camp, as well as many fishing rods, fishing nets, and strange-looking fish baskets.

Since coming up, Aziz has been staring at these fishing gears.

The lighting provided in the camp is not a campfire, but some insect cages woven with rattan, which contain some light insects and guide insects.

The light provided by these biological lamps is not too bright, but it is more than enough for Detel, who has excellent night vision.

On the branches and trunks, you can still see some newly carved graffiti, and I don’t know what they mean.

While the hunters were observing the Detel tribe camp.

Detel, who was a little older but not quite old, stepped forward surrounded by his clansmen.

It should be the leader of this Detel group.

The leader is holding a harpoon-shaped bone staff in his hand. The tip of the staff seems to be the bone spur of a swordfish, which is different from the ancient habit of using the skulls of carnivorous animals as the staff heads by the Insect Cage clan on the giant tree in ancient times.

The fish roe came up and meowed, and the leader patted its head happily.

"Meow-"

After comforting the fish roe, Chief Detel gave a low cry and led the tribe to bow to the hunters.

This action seems to mean thanking or apologizing wherever it is placed.

"Unload your weapons and sit down." Monroe reminded the hunters in a low voice.

Hayata and others hesitated for a moment, but finally did so. This treetop camp should be quite safe.

The actions of the hunters made the Deters gathered together holding bone staffs relax a little.

Chief Detel meowed a few times and asked them to do their own thing.

He himself communicated with Monroe.

While the two were communicating, Aziz, who was looking around, noticed that most of the dispersed Deters found a place to sit down, and then began to continue weaving fishing nets and fish baskets.

As a seafarer who grew up fishing, he quickly noticed that these fishing gears were all newly made and looked like they had not been used.

It seems that these little guys haven't fished in the water for a long time.

So pitiful

Monroe's exchange with Chief Deter lasted for a long time.

Hayata, who had nothing to do, habitually polished the Sickle of the Inscription again, scaring the timid Detel away from him.

Finally, the exchange over there ended.

Monroe came back and began to explain the situation, "The story is similar to what I said before about the fish roe, but the fish bone is much more detailed. Oh yes, the fish bone is the name of their leader.

It told me that the fish basket tribe originally lived in a reef area by the sea. They built their homes on the reef with wood and vines, so that they could fish while sitting at home. "

Aziz was stunned when he heard this, it was similar to his hometown of Mojia Village.

Monroe continued, "It says that about forty sunsets ago, a black monster swam from the sea.

It was a dark night without moonlight, and all that could be seen was the terrifying giant mouth and bloody eyes.

The monsters rampaged through the tribe's camp, and many of their companions were devoured and trampled. The rest of the tribe escaped by hiding in the sea.

Then the monster landed on land and has been wreaking havoc in this forest recently.

They didn't dare to get close, but all the larger animals in the nearby forest were eaten. The spirit deer, herbivorous dragon, thief dragon, big thief dragon, and even the overlord of this forest disappeared, leaving only blood stains. "

"The overlord of this forest?" Hayata asked.

"From its description, it should be a barbarian dragon, a dangerous species of dragon that is not distributed in the Old Continent. According to the danger level used in the Old Continent, it is probably at five stars."

"Hunting five-star dangerous monsters." Oshula frowned, "In addition, they have the habit of devouring everything."

Hayata put the Scythe of the Inscription into its scabbard and said, "It should be the Dread Tyrannosaurus."

"A tough opponent."

"The Dino Tyrannosaurus should not be natively distributed in the New World. At least there are no sighting records so far." As he spoke, Monroe looked in the direction of the coastline.

"An individual who came across the sea."