After using recovery bullets to teach Feng Ying a lesson and making her understand that children should not swear, Anxier loaded the magazine of the paralysis bullet into Shigure.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!" Three paralysis bombs exploded on the Black Horned Dragon almost at the same time.
He quickly changed the magazine, and after a brief pause, three more paralysis bullets were fired. After emptying three magazines in a row, the already weak Black Horned Dragon twitched and hissed, entering a state of paralysis.
Ancier changed the ammunition again, this time loading ice-free bullets that were extremely lethal to the Black Horned Dragon.
A series of icy ammunition hit the main point of the Black Horned Dragon's chest, large swaths of frost spread on the wound, and the Black Horned Dragon let out bursts of painful roars.
Now Feng Ying and Maka realized that Ansir was ready to end the battle.
The attack mode of the two people suddenly changed. Taking advantage of the black horned dragon being in a paralyzed state unable to resist, they brandished their weapons with all their strength and launched a strong attack.
The black-horned dragon, which had exhausted its energy in the previous long battle and suffered heavy injuries, failed to make any splash under the suppression of Ancier's full firepower.
The dark tyrant fell wailing.
Feng Ying, whose hands and feet were weak, also sat down on the ground, breathing heavily.
I don’t know if it’s because the armors are all black, but the Black Horned Dragon simply had his eyes on her car, and he stayed there all day long.
Even the battle against Tian Yulong, she did not find it so difficult or tiring. After all, there were too many seniors in front of her in that battle, bearing most of the pressure.
But this time, it’s not like hunting alone. After all, Maka has been covering for her more than once or twice as a shortstop, and Ancier is holding down the battle from a distance.
But if she has done more than 60 to 70% of the work, it should be fine.
Anhir walked over slowly.
Seeing the former's spotless appearance and brisk smile on his lips, Feng Ying gritted her teeth and jumped up, rushing to argue with him.
"You fish!"
Anxier ignored her and commented with a smile: "Well done. Although there is still a long way to go before truly reaching the top, at least I have touched the edge by standing on tiptoe."
"You fish!!!"
"I don't share the reward for the task of hunting the Black Horned Dragon. If you win the food contest, my 200,000 z will also be yours."
"Okay, I forgive you." Feng Ying muttered and lay back.
Maka also walked over with a smile and handed a water bag to Feng Ying who was lying on the ground with her body stretched out. "I don't want my share anymore. I'll give it all to you. This time I can get the materials of the Black Horned Dragon to make equipment. That's enough." It’s profitable enough.”
"Really?!" Money injected new strength into Feng Ying's exhausted body, and she sat up immediately.
"Really." Maka smiled and patted Feng Ying's head. "Speaking of which, we have to find the egg of the Black Horned Dragon first. I hope it has laid eggs."
"Kabaga!" The little Qimian tribe jumped.
"You said you knew where it was?"
"Kababa!"
The little Qimian tribe pointed to the dark area deep in the cave, running and jumping to lead the way, and Maka quickly followed.
Feng Ying and An Xil looked at each other and chased after him curiously.
They didn't go too far, about two hundred meters, when they saw a huge dragon's nest made of a large number of branches, hay, and some animal bones.
An oval-shaped giant egg, nearly seventy centimeters in length and diameter, stood alone in the center of the nest.
The dome has an obsidian-like black background as its base color, with silver-like stripes all over it. It does not look like a biological egg, but rather like a work of art carefully carved and polished from marble.
An Xil chuckled, "It looks pretty good."
"It's a pity that the stripes are silver." Feng Ying rubbed her hands and sighed, "Based on that guy's aesthetics, if these were gold stripes, or simply gold with silver stripes, or silver with gold stripes, there would probably be no need to knock them apart to compete. The champion would already be It’s ours.”
"This egg is twice as big as a fire dragon egg. Can it be carried?" Anhil looked at the girl with strange powers in the team.
"I can carry it!" Feng Ying shook her sore arms, "It's half a million z, and I can carry it even if I'm exhausted!"
After stripping materials and transporting the dome, Feng Ying and the other three were busy until midnight, and rested for another night in the camp. When they returned to Lockark, it was already noon the next day.
In order to prevent the dome that Feng Ying had high hopes from being smashed, Maka drove the sand boat with extra caution on the way back, which made Ansiel feel a little better.
But it was just a little better. At this time, he was lying in the dock of the Sandy Ship Group, retching. I am afraid that this symptom will continue for a while.
The captain of the ship came over curiously. He was well-informed and immediately recognized the giant egg that Feng Ying and the others brought back.
Twisting his curly mustache, he said in surprise: "Ceratopsian egg, a rare thing. It's not easy to steal. How did you avoid its violent mother?"
Before Feng Ying and the others could answer, the captain glanced at the pile of black horned dragon materials stuffed in the cabin of the sand ship, and the corner of his mouth twitched a few times, "Okay, pretend I didn't ask."
Carrying a black and curled dragon horn on her shoulder, Feng Ying looked arrogant as she jumped off the sand boat.
She could think of a way to carry the ceratopsian egg, but with the black horn, she had to carry it back to the assembly hall and tavern to show off!
The captain of the ship, who saw through Feng Ying's thoughts, said "Hey" and called a member to lead the camel over. He smiled and said: "You guys are really good at it. Gordon Hayata is also back. He is better than you." Less than an hour early.”
"Master Gordon? What did Master Gordon and the others bring back?" Feng Ying suddenly became nervous.
She and "Local Snake" Maka confirmed that the ingredients in the desert are rare and rare. Unless someone is lucky, ordinary hunters should not be able to find ingredients rarer than ceratopsian eggs.
As for the high-level hunter, it’s hard to say. Which big shot cuts off the tail of an ancient dragon species and comes back? What’s the point of competing?
Of course, this is just a metaphor. There shouldn't be any high-ranking hunter provoking ancient dragon species for money, and the guild will not allow it.
But the monsters at the top are not just ancient dragons. If Master Gordon and the others bring back monsters like the Tyrannosaurus and the Hellwolf Dragon, who will she talk to to reason with them?
Whether it tastes good or not is another matter. The rich man likes this kind of powerful and rare creature that is not seen on ordinary days.
"They, they brought back a strange baby dragon. It was squirming around so disgustingly." The captain grinned, "I didn't even know that thing was edible."
"Oh?" Feng Ying immediately threw away the big stone in her heart and clenched her fists excitedly.
She has never seen a strange dragon cub, but she has seen a poisonous dragon cub.
That guy hates such ugly and disgusting things. No matter how delicious they are, she won't like them!
Master Gordon and Sister Hayata, who pose the greatest threat, are no longer feared.
Businessmen? The least thing she worries about is the merchants. All the merchants can get are things that money can buy, and the damn rich people don't like them.
As for the local high-ranking hunters in Lockark, according to Maka's introduction, the eight-star old man with the highest level and the strongest strength has a serious personality and disdains to participate in such entertainment competitions.
Seven-star Maridan went to hunt the Thunder Dragon, and the remaining six-star hunters didn't know that guy's preferences. Even if they participated in the competition, they probably wouldn't be able to come up with anything more attractive than Ceratopsaurus eggs.
Victory has already been won, half a million z is mine!
(End of chapter)
