The strange dragon cub is very energetic, even a little too energetic.
As the hunter carried them back to the camp, they were trying to eat two pieces of meat from the hunter.
Ordinary people may have been dripping with blood, but neither Gordon's [He Yao] nor Hayata's black dragon armor can be chewed by the tiny teeth of two cubs.
I just wiped the saliva all over them, which was a bit disgusting.
"It's a pity that I didn't bring anesthesia for capture." Gordon sighed when he returned to the camp. "It's better to calm down after being numb."
"After all, we are just here to collect round cactus." Hayata pulled out the strange dragon cub that was sucked on her armor again, found a strong string, tied them tightly, and stuffed them. into the storage box.
The Poison Dragon and the Strange Dragon belong to the same order of the Strange Dragons (belonging to the Superfamily Du Weisauridae and the Superfamily Ophiosaurus respectively), and are very closely related. The cubs of the two have similar shapes and habits, and both have tenacious vitality.
They were anesthetized, frozen, and packed back then, but the poisonous dragon cubs were still alive and kicking. Presumably, these two strange dragon cubs would be fine if they were tied up for a few days without eating or drinking.
Seeing Hayata placing the strange dragon cub, Gordon looked at her and said, "The ball cactus for the collection mission were collected yesterday. The ingredients for the competition are also prepared. The plan is completed. What should we do next?" ?”
In fact, Gordon didn't mean much. He was just thinking about the next action in a literal sense. However, his words and words in the past few days caused Hayata to have some over-interpretations.
She looked slightly panicked and took out a strange baby dragon from the storage box that had not been put in for half a minute. "How about we get one to eat first? As for the ingredients for the competition, one should be enough." Got it!"
"Uh, that's fine too."
Gordon didn’t think they could win the award relying on the “ingredient” of the strange dragon baby, so he didn’t think there was anything wrong with eating it in advance. “So how should this thing be made, roasted in the same way as the poisonous dragon baby? It’s a pity that it’s not Bring out the pork chop."
Realizing that he was overthinking, Hayata secretly adjusted his mood and recalled: "When I was in Bokai Village, the village chief's mother-in-law cooked it for me once, and she ate it stewed.
Use Bobo's bones and meat to make soup, cut the cleaned strange dragon cubs into small pieces, fry them and then pour them into the soup to stew slowly. Then add potatoes, carrots and other stew-resistant vegetables, and wait until the ingredients are all soft and mashed. You can eat it later.
delicious! "
"Sounds good." Gordon swallowed, "There's no Bobo here. I'll kill the herbivorous dragon later, and it should be about the same.
As for vegetables, can cactus be stewed? "
"I don't know." Hayata shook her head blankly, "Isn't this usually used for salads?"
Their thoughts have completely turned to food.
"What other vegetables can be found in the desert? Rock fruits? Dragon fruit? Tropical pineapples?" Gordon mused.
“It’s all fruits”
"Let's go look for it together. Stew whatever you find!"
"Okay!" Hayata threw the strange squirming dragon cub back into the storage box, and happily followed Gordon out of the camp.
This large oasis is not a high-level hunting ground. The strange dragon, which is the most dangerous monster in the entire region, has been beaten to the point where it hides in underground caves and dare not show its head.
The two high-ranking hunters were running rampant in the oasis like bandits.
Hayata found a magical berry that was actually hot to hold in her hands. She also picked up a magical mineral tree whose shape and color were almost exactly the same as real flowers. Unfortunately, she couldn't eat them, but she thought they looked good, so she put them away and prepared them. Go back and put it in the vase.
Gordon collected a lot of peppers, dug up a particularly large cactus, and killed a herbivorous dragon that was not in good spirits and probably suffered from heat stroke.
It wasn't until they couldn't take it anymore that the two returned to the camp.
They couldn't find any suitable vegetables for stew, so they changed their focus. What vegetables did they want? Put more meat in it to make it pure meat, and sprinkle in two more peppers. Why won't it be fragrant?
With her hands full, Hayata had her mouth filled with a hot mystery strawberry by Gordon. She hissed and picked up the strange writhing dragon cub, and ran to the water to kill and peel it.
Gordon stayed in the camp, picked out the meaty parts of the herbivorous dragon, poured them all into a large iron pot near the camp, and stewed them all in one pot.
After all the ingredients were put into the pot, and the two of them were squatting beside the iron pot with the alluring aroma, drooling, Hayata suddenly said, "What do you think Feng Ying and the others are doing now?"
"I don't know." Gordon dug out a piece of watery cactus pulp with a knife, put it in Sehayata's mouth, then ate a piece himself, and said vaguely: "Maybe he was lazy and sleeping."
"Get the hell out of it!"
Feng Ying roared and pushed open the Black Horned Dragon's head, then inserted her sword into the shield and launched a super solution that was fully charged with defense and fully charged.
The blazing electric ax blade swung with all her strength and struck heavily on the head of the black horned dragon, at the root of the left corner.
This was already an unknown number of attacks. Finally, the huge curved horn covered with slashes and cracks broke completely from the root and fell to the sand beside it.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaao——!" The black-horned dragon shook its head and let out bursts of miserable howls.
Feng Ying set up her sword and shield again. Her face was stained with blood and sweat and she was breathing heavily. The blood stains were those of the Black Horned Dragon and some of her own.
It was almost dark at this time, and from early morning until now, the fierce battle without stopping had been going on for almost the entire day.
Her throat was so dry that there was no trace of moisture. Feng Ying could only roar feebly in her heart: Isn't it true that I am hunting the Black Horned Dragon alone?
Sister Maka has been providing guerrilla support, and even specially attracted a horned dragon to fight with the black horned dragon. Unfortunately, the effect was average, but the horned dragon was badly beaten by the black horned dragon and ran away in despair.
The question is, where is that guy Ancil? ! The sound of the ballista firing has stopped for a long time. This is not how you touch fish!
If that guy had fired with all his strength, the battle would have been over by noon!
Just as she was thinking about this, a ghost projectile shot into her body, injecting some new strength into her tired body, followed by another recovery projectile.
"Snapped!"
Feng Ying, whose face was splashed by the liquid, stared at her eyes, turned her gaze, and saw An Xil put away the heavy crossbow in the distance and made a "come on" gesture to her.
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This bastard! Just trick her into coming out to challenge the Black Horned Dragon!
Feng Ying, who was losing her temper, took a deep breath and said, "Then I'll show you a one-on-one fight!"
Facing the Black-horned Dragon with its lowered head, Feng Ying slid sideways and dodged to the left side of the Black-horned Dragon.
This half of the dragon's horns has been shattered by her. While the attack range has been greatly reduced, most of the black horned dragon's head has also lost the protection of its horns, and the flaw is obvious.
"untie!"
The slashing sword and large shield instantly switched to a giant axe, seizing the opportunity when the black horned dragon missed the collision, and hit it hard on the side of the face with a big blow.
The black horned dragon's head suddenly tilted, its center of gravity became unstable and it stumbled forward.
Feng Ying saw the opportunity and pulled the flying insect, leaped close to the black-horned dragon's head again, and knocked it to the ground with another top-down transcendent attack.
Seeing the black-horned dragon howling and falling to the ground, Feng Ying raised her hand and made a rude gesture.
"boom!"
Another reply bullet hit her in the back of the head.
(End of chapter)
