For four or five days, Gordon and Pork Chop traveled between the hunting ground and the camp many times.
Take time to rest when you are tired, and restart the battle when you wake up.
The wounds on the behemoth's legs and proboscis healed several times, only to be torn apart again and again.
Throughout the basin, huge hoof prints, fallen trees, and dark red blood stains could be seen everywhere, and the air seemed to be filled with the faint smell of blood.
It has to be said that this hunting method is wretched and grueling, but it can ensure the hunter's condition and physical strength to the greatest extent - this is the key to winning in a protracted war.
With the sharpened sword on his back, Gordon walked out of the camp gate again, "Are you ready, Pork Chop? That guy doesn't have a few breaths left. If you persist for a day or two, victory will be in sight."
"I'm in high spirits, meow!"
Pork Chop rested on his waist, "Gordon, meow. Yesterday, he was whipped out by the giant beast. Is the injury healed?"
Gordon patted his ribs, gave a thumbs up and said with a smile: "It's okay, it's just a broken bone, just a minor injury. After drinking a few bottles of recovery medicine and having a good night's sleep, I'll be fine!"
"So Gordon still wants to run to the front of the giant beast and seek death, meow?"
"How can a hunter's practice be called death?"
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Unlike those first few days, today's giant beast no longer stays in place for a long time.
It began to consciously move long distances, trying to get rid of the hunter's entanglement.
However, this kind of giant toothed beast with no natural enemies inherently lacks the concept of "escape". The so-called long-distance movement is just leaving the small flat basin and wandering around in the territory.
It even took the half-grown cub with it.
In the stereotyped thinking of the giant beast, the cub is safest only when it stays by its side, even if its own situation is very dangerous.
As if these are two completely unrelated things...
Gordon complained in his mind more than once that if a more ruthless guy were to come, the death of both mother and son would probably be the standard outcome.
Compared with the flying dragon species that are good at flying and some crustacean species that are good at burrowing into the ground, the difficulty of tracking the giant beast can be said to be lower than the lower limit.
The footprints in the snow are so large and deep that a man of Gordon's size could lie directly in them, and unless there is a blizzard or avalanche, they will remain there for a long time.
The blood dripping along the way was the best guide. Following the huge footprints and the smell of blood, the hunter and Ellu walked through the wind and snow.
The majestic figure of the giant beast appeared in their sight again.
Its steps were limping, its movements were slow, and it had completely lost its initial momentum of motionlessness.
It was too weak.
The constant loss of blood took away too much of its physical strength.
While the hunter retreated, it had time to eat.
However, rough and tough wood requires a very long period of fermentation in the stomach and repeated chewing and rumination before it can be slowly transformed into nutrients and energy that can be absorbed.
There was no time to replenish the consumption of fighting and blood loss in the past few days, so he could only rely on the fat stored in his body to hold on.
"Hmph..."
Noticing the arrival of Gordon and Pork Chop again, the giant beast let out a low muffled snort.
It slowly turned around and faced the hunters, while the cub took steps and left alone amidst bursts of pitiful wails.
"Tsk, tsk, I feel like I have become a villain."
Pig Chop glanced sideways at Gordon, "Isn't it Meow?"
"Well, to the prey, we are indeed evil." Gordon smiled and held the hilt of the sword. After being a hunter for so many years, he would not give up hunting for such a thing.
"superior!"
The hunter and Elu rushed out.
Different from the original formation, Gordon went straight to the front of the beast. Instead, he ran towards the back of the beast in a roundabout way.
The large amount of blood loss made the giant beast very weak, and both the strength and speed of its movements were greatly weakened.
As for Gordon, after several days of attrition battles, he has become completely familiar with the movement habits of the giant beast in front of him. This, coupled with his gradual proficiency in courage mode, gave him the confidence to face it head-on.
risk?
You have to take some risks, otherwise you wouldn't be a hunter.
Facing the rapidly approaching hunter, the giant beast let out a long roar, its long trunk and fangs swinging forward as its head swung.
"I knew it."
Gordon stopped his momentum early and flew backwards, "The top priority is always this move."
The tip of the giant beast's nose swept less than three meters in front of him.
Gordon swung his sword to cut off the airflow and continued to charge forward. As long as he could get close to the position below the giant beast's head, in that "dangerous safe zone", the danger of frontal combat would be greatly reduced.
At least he could avoid the threat of fangs, and he already had a lot of experience dealing with that flexible proboscis.
The pig chop behind the giant beast was also waving the cat sword crazily.
The prey's hind legs were already covered with vertical and horizontal wounds. Most of them were Gordon's work over the past few days, and a few were the result of his hard work.
In the past few days, they had broken through the protection of the hair, hard skin and muscle ligaments of the giant beast's legs layer by layer, and finally successfully cut open the blood vessels in the giant beast's legs.
The giant beasts are huge and staggeringly tall. In order to maintain their blood supply, their blood pressure is very high, several times that of humans.
Because of this, the blood vessels, which were not that thick at all, could not heal at all, which greatly aggravated the process of blood loss of the giant beast.
What Pork Chop is doing right now is to enlarge the wound on the beast's hind leg, especially the hole in the blood vessel.
At this time, the giant beast had no time to care about what was behind it.
Gordon had already rushed under its nose, swung his sword and opened a wound on its chin that was not covered by carapace.
The giant beast rolled back its proboscis and tried to catch Gordon. Gordon rolled to avoid it in time. When he got up, he raised his sword and slashed again.
The power of these two swords may not be too strong, but they greatly promoted Gordon's process of accumulating courage.
"continue!"
Gordon grinned and continued to attack with his sword.
"Mooooooo!" The giant beast's tiny eyes turned red, and a large stream of hot white steam spurted out from between its mouth and nose.
It was furious.
Due to a large amount of blood loss, the giant beast is very tired and weak, but it is not afraid of the hunter.
There is no word "fear" in my mind about this behemoth that is almost independent of the ecological niche of the snow-capped mountains.
Facing the roaring beast, Gordon became inexplicably excited.
He couldn't tell whether this was due to the accumulation of courage, the negative effects of the Dino Tyrannosaurus suit, or...
He himself was looking forward to such a head-to-head confrontation.
"Ha! Come on, we won't retreat this time!"
Gordon laughed and raised his sword, pointing forward, "I will keep attacking until you fall!"
As if responding to him, the giant beast stomped its front hooves twice. The decline caused by the massive blood loss was wiped away, and the anger in its heart temporarily pushed it back to its peak.
"He's crazy again, meow!" Pig Chop helplessly stepped up the attack pace.
Gordon has always been like this since his days as a novice, and from time to time he would like to confront monsters head-on.
Opponents include but are not limited to the Big Wild Boar King, the Blue Speed Dragon King, the Fire Dragon, the One-horned Dragon, the Boom Dragon, the Red Pocket, and even the Lanlong...
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Perhaps only such intermittent neurosis can truly understand the meaning of "courage"?
The hunter raised his sword, and the giant beast waved its proboscis.
Just when the two were about to confront each other, a frightening and ferocious roar came from the dark sky covered by the misty wind and snow.
"Gah ah ah ah -!"
A huge dark yellow shadow swooped down from the sky.
