Chapter 398 The cloaca can do more than lay eggs

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Gordon and his entourage first slipped away, then chased, and finally chased the poisonous dragon, torturing it all day long.

Worried about causing too serious damage to the poison dragon, Hayata had already stopped. Maka was the only one wielding the fire dragon stick, using the fire from the tip of the stick to drive the poison dragon around.

Then they were forced to give birth repeatedly, "delaying" the hunters.

That is to say, the poisonous monster dragon's nerve center is relatively simple, its brain is not very developed among flying dragons, its IQ is not high, and it has no concept of "dignity".

If this were to be replaced by the Thunder Wolf Dragon, monsters like the Thunder Wolf Dragon, which are arrogant by nature, would have long been humiliated and fought with the hunters.

At the end of the day, the hunters also gained a lot.

The Poison Monster gave birth six times in total, and they collected a total of twenty Poison Dragon pups.

After all of them were turned over by Pork Chop with the anesthesia ball used to capture them, they were tied into strings in groups and hung in high places in the cave, out of reach of ordinary monsters.

I'll collect them in groups when I get back.

Gordon and Ted had been "meat targets" for a day. Although their armor showed no wear and tear, the surface of the armor was stained with the mucus and saliva of the poisonous dragon cubs.

After returning to the camp, I had to give it a good scrubbing.

"By the way, do you think the number of babies this guy is giving birth to is getting less and less?" Ted, who was following the poison dragon like a pervert, waiting for it to give birth, asked, touching his helmet.

More than an hour ago, the egg sac that the Poisonous Monster Dragon gave birth to for the sixth time was only less than half a person tall, and the number of cubs inside was only two.

"Nonsense, the Poison Monster Dragon is also a flying dragon species, and it is ovoviviparous. How can it lay hundreds or thousands of eggs at a time like fish or insects?

The cubs in the belly are probably almost squeezed out by us, and it’s getting late, so let’s get ready to finish. "

"Wouldn't it be a waste of running for more than an hour?"

Ted shouted: "Just wait until it gives birth for the last time. Seven is a good number. Even if it only gave birth to a fart, I will admit it!"

"Okay." Gordon quickened his pace, "Then try harder and let's go up together to help."

"What help?"

"Inducing labor."

Ted choked, feeling that something was wrong, but it didn't seem to be wrong.

"No matter! Let's stop it first!"

The two began to accelerate their charge. After overtaking him from the side, they drew their weapons and stood in front of the poisonous monster dragon that was trying to escape.

Gordon shouted and struck the ground with a slash. The explosion of flames caused by the Fire Dragon Sword made the poisonous dragon lean back and scream, and it quickly stopped.

Maka, who was chasing after the poisonous monster dragon, waving the fire dragon stick and spreading his teeth and claws to drive the poisonous monster dragon away, was a little confused when he saw this.

"What are you two doing, are you finally ready to give it a good time?"

"That's not the case. I just think it's almost done. I'm going to push it one last time. Regardless of whether it can be born or not, we will end the hunting and collection after this wave."

"clear."

Four hunters approached together.

Ted charged forward with a large shield, hitting the poisonous dragon directly in the face. He raised the muzzle of his gun and fired a blank cannon, stimulating the poisonous dragon with sound.

Hayata was attacking with the back of a knife, while Gordon and Maka smashed their fire-attribute weapons on the ground and used the rising flames to intimidate them.

The poisonous monster dragon, which was not injured but was already very tired, bumped left and right, but was still unable to break through the siege of the hunters.

Although the appearance is weird and the face is hateful, the cowering look gives people an inexplicable feeling of pity.

Gordon reluctantly put away the Fire Dragon Sword, "That's about it. I think it really can't give birth. We don't lack those two."

After Hayata and Maka heard this, they immediately put away their weapons, and they also felt a little intolerable.

Only Ted, who was thinking about food, was still holding up his big shield and pushing it into the face of the poisonous monster dragon.

The poison dragon was breathing heavily, purple saliva mixed with poison dripping from its mouthparts. In order to fight back against the hunters, it almost vomited out the venom.

"Aha! It's coming!" Ted shouted excitedly.

The poison dragon presses its tail to the ground. Hunters who have witnessed this scene several times know that this is the action of the poison dragon before giving birth.

"Okay, Ted, let it go."

Ted put away his shield and gun, and stepped back to get out of the way.

The poisonous monster dragon that had laid down the mass had no intention of continuing to fight against these ghost-like "two-legged monsters". It staggered away and disappeared into the depths of the dark cave.

"Hahaha! I said I can squeeze it out a little more. Look at this thing. Is it bigger than the previous one?"

Ted rubbed his big hands together excitedly and walked towards the mass, "How many delicious little cuties will there be in it?"

Gordon felt something was wrong, "No. Do you think this thing is a little different from before?"

"It's different."

After taking a closer look, Hayata was convinced: "The egg sacs before were not so purple."

"The mucus in the egg sac is not enough, and some venom is mixed in?" Maka tilted her head and guessed, and then reminded loudly: "Hey, bald head! Be careful, it may be poisonous!"

"I know! If you don't touch it, how can it explode?"

"boom!"

The purple mass exploded, and the solid liquid soaked in purple venom splashed everywhere.

The power of the explosion was not too great. Ted, who was heavily armored, staggered back two steps and fell to the ground.

The originally light golden alloy heavy armor was covered with an indescribable purple substance.

Gordon and others were not affected because they were far away.

"Hey! Brother Ted, are you okay?" Gordon approached cautiously and asked loudly.

"Ahem, cough, cough! I'm fine! Ahem! XX! I'm poisoned! What the hell is this thing?!"

Ted's angry yell made everyone sigh in relief.

Gordon thought for a while and said with a straight face: "The tail of the Poisonous Dragon is the cloaca, not the egg sac. It is naturally excrement."

"XXX!"

Although there was an accident in the end, the hunters finally came back with a full harvest.

Even a little too full.

The total weight of more than twenty poisonous monster dragon cubs exceeds 200 kilograms. Even with the physical strength of the hunters, it is inevitable that they will feel a little strenuous.

Carrying too much weight can lead to additional dangers, and walking in the snow can be inconvenient.

So they decided to take half of it back first.

After the remaining part was tied firmly, it was temporarily stored in a higher stone crevice somewhere in the cave.

Before leaving, Pork Chop smashed a dye ball into the seam of the stone to facilitate positioning and cover up the smell. He was ready to pick it up again tomorrow.

On the way back, Ted kept picking up snow from the ground and wiping his armor.

This is not only to clean up excrement, but also to remove venom and toxins stained on the armor and even seeping into the gaps in the armor.

Otherwise, no matter how much antidote you drink, it won’t work.

Although they were in a hunting ground and did not dare to laugh loudly, the smiles on everyone's faces never stopped.

Except, of course, Ted.

If Gordon hadn't tried hard to stop him, this reckless man who didn't have much idea about ecological protection would have really planned to rush back, put a gun in the poison dragon's butt, and fire a few dragon cannons.

Seeing Ted cursing, Pork Chop made a calculation in his mind.

Tell Oshula about this later.

When I learned that Osura was hit by the peach-haired beast king's excrement, this guy laughed the loudest, and he still uses it to make fun of him from time to time.

It's time for retribution.

Ps.

This is also my personal experience - what materials should I use in P3? It seems to be monster juice? I went to find the Poison Monster Dragon and waited for it to lay eggs. I didn't pay much attention to the fact that the eggs it laid were purple, and they were blown away.

(End of chapter)