After Gordon and the others finished their report, the Tulong village chief immediately sent a letter to the guild headquarters, and the brigade leader also released the peregrine falcon that had been following him, not knowing who to deliver the message to.
You can even guess on your knees how much the guild will attach importance to this information about the presence of the "Black God".
Although at the biological level, Tyrannosaurus is classified as a flying dragon species.
But in the eyes of people other than scholars, this ancient monster, which is no less powerful than an ancient dragon and can cause large-scale droughts, is no different from the ancient dragon species in all senses.
After sending the letter, the village chief personally visited the local assembly hall and banned all missions to the lava canyon area, including exploration missions.
In order to prevent any unsuspecting hunter from going there to dig or knock the guard stone, the clanking sound would wake up the sleeping Tyrannosaurus.
Gordon Hayata found Ansir and Feng Ying, who had returned to Naguli Village a few days in advance, and explained the situation to them.
They began to prepare for the possible battle that would follow.
Regardless of Feng Ying, who has not yet been promoted to a high position, if the guild really sends an order to conquer the Tyrannosaurus, the other three members of the Silver Bian Team will not be able to refuse.
It is better to prepare everything in advance than to rush after the order comes.
Rest, preparation, tactical discussions, and then waiting...
Gordon couldn't tell whether his mood these days was anticipation or nervousness.
More than half a week has passed since they brought the news back to Naguli Village. Finally, they waited for a response from the guild.
This time, the guild did not use carrier pigeons or peregrine falcons to deliver the message, but directly sent a high-speed airship.
Ancier guessed that the messenger from the guild was on board the airship. Since this event was serious, sending a messenger to deliver the news was obviously more reliable than flying two birds.
Gordon believed that those who came by airship were the support team dispatched by the guild.
If Tyrannosaurus is as powerful as the ancient dragon species as the brigade leader and others said, it would obviously be too much for the young team of the Silverborder Hunting Group to deal with it alone.
Several teams cooperate with each other and jointly attack is a normal option.
However, neither of them guessed correctly.
What jumped out of the airship were two heavily armed hunting cats. As for the messenger, there was obviously no need to be so armed to the beard, but it was a support force...
Is it too perfunctory to send two hunting cats alone? !
"Meow--"
The leader is a particularly sturdy Ellu.
Among Ellu, Pork Chop can definitely be regarded as a "strong man", but this Ellu's figure is even taller and stronger than him.
The gray-blue hair is frizzy, and it is obvious that it is rarely licked and taken care of. Many parts still have scars left after injuries, which is the opposite extreme from the oily and smooth pandan.
The word "cute" that can almost be bound to Elu cannot fall on this leopard-like guy. Even the flesh pads of the cat's paws are tattooed.
Gordon looked at it carefully, and then twitched the corner of his mouth. The word tattooed on the cat's paw was "tough".
It can be regarded as carrying the image to the end.
The other one is even more surprising. The hair on its body is mainly black, and only the tip of its nose and four paws are milky white.
Obviously, it is not Elu at all, but a Meralu, which is what everyone often calls the "black cat".
Unlike the "white cat" Elu, Meralu is mostly unwilling to integrate into civilized society. She likes to move in groups in the wild and loves stealing. She is one of the "small monsters" recognized by the guild, and her position is similar to that of the Strange Face Clan.
This Melalu seems to be a female, with the same strong body shape, but her physique appears to be much more "normal".
It had a piece of wood in its mouth, looking lazy. There were also a lot of scars on its body, and even most of its tail was broken off, as if it had been bitten by some kind of monster.
Looking at these two hunting cats that had "not to be trifled with" written all over them, Anhil suddenly felt that something was hard to say.
Maybe Gordon was right? Are these two the support sent by the guild? A superior hunting cat?
"I always feel that if you are kicked out of the team and replaced by these two, the strength of our team will be improved to a higher level." Anxier said to Feng Ying half-jokingly.
Feng Ying bared her teeth and claws, but she didn't dare to refute anything in front of the two hunting cats.
She felt that she really might not be able to beat these two...
The leader of the hunting cat came to Gordon, its voice was rougher than the average Ellu, "I am a member of the guild's hunting cat team, Bone Meow. Is this Gordon Meow?"
Gordon always felt that the person standing in front of him was not Elu, but an experienced hunter, and this man had a habit of humbly calling him "I"...
Maybe this is what the pork chop will look like in ten or twenty years?
Putting aside those thoughts, Gordon took the initiative to reach out his hand, shook the paw of Ellu named Bones, nodded and said: "Hello, I am Gordon."
"This is my companion, Fire Scythe Meow."
The Melalu raised its chin perfunctorily as a greeting, obviously not very approachable.
Bones continued: "The purpose of the guild sending us here is to guide the Tyrannosaurus back to the depths of the volcano. I hope you can provide us with detailed maps and route information..."
Listening to the conversation between Gordon and Bones, Feng Ying looked a little surprised. She poked Anxil, "Are hunting cats and follower cats different? Is this the first time I've heard this statement?"
Hayata also looked over, and she was equally curious about this issue.
Anhil turned his head and explained in a low voice: "There is no hard and fast distinction. They are all hunting cats. You can roughly understand it this way. Follower cats more often follow hunters and assist hunters in fighting, while hunting cats tend to hunt alone. .
Qualified hunting cats are very rare, and I only saw them for the first time when I arrived at Bernard Village. They have fighting skills that are no less than those of excellent hunters. With mutual cooperation, they can also hunt large monsters.
In fact, due to its fast movement and stealth characteristics, it can often do better than hunters in reconnaissance missions and other aspects.
I have heard that the guild has a special team that specializes in guidance. They are responsible for guiding many high-risk monsters and even ancient dragons that are "running around" back to their original habitats.
I originally thought they were specially trained hunters, but now it seems that they are probably the Cat Hunting Team. "
"That's awesome, meow!" Zhupa looked at the two senior cats with admiration.
Xianglan was secretly looking at the Meralu. When she was a child, she was bullied by a wild Meralu in Balubare, so she was a little scared.
Melalu, named Fire Scythe, immediately noticed its gaze and looked back. Pandan was so frightened that she quickly retreated behind Hayata.
Huo Lian curled his lips in disdain, which made Xiang Lan, who was cowardly and proud, very angry.
"Don't you have to follow the hunter and carry out the mission alone?"
After listening to An Xil's explanation, Feng Ying whispered to herself, "Does it sound similar to the 'Secret Team' in Yanhuo Village?"
Huo Lian's gaze turned to Feng Ying. Its hearing was very good, and it could clearly hear what Feng Ying and others had just discussed.
The black cat bared his teeth, "The secret team of Yanhuo Village, meow? The leader, Dongfeng, is more powerful, meow, but the other guys are just average, meow."
Bones, who was talking to Gordon, turned around and slapped the arrogant Huo Si's face with a claw.
"The Yanhuo Hidden Team is not weak, Meow. The leader, Dongfeng, is a senior who deserves the respect of all hunting cats. No disrespect, Meow."
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