Hermit Nessingwali, the bearded man, seemed to have a very cheerful personality. He took the initiative to greet everyone and even handed over several vines.
At first, Fang Linyan and the others didn't know what this thing was used for until they saw Albavin biting the head of a vine and drinking it.
Fang Linyan bit it and found that the taste of this vine was somewhat similar to a water-enhanced version of sugarcane. He only needed to bite one end and press it gently, and a lot of juice would emerge from it. The taste of the juice was lighter than the taste of sugarcane.
Immediately afterward, Hermit Nessingwali took out several plants, then mashed them in the stone nest next to him, added water, and let everyone smear it on their bare skin.
The smell of this mixed juice was not particularly strong, but it was very special. At first glance, it smelled like the strange smell of essential balm mixed with eel blood. It was very recognizable.
To put it simply, after smelling this smell, the first thing you would think of was this liquid concocted by Hermit Nessingwali.
"Okay, I've already heard about it. Your time is very tight."
Hermit Nessingwali clapped his hands and said, "So I'll make a long story short."
"First of all, I have to tell you that your target is an old Romanian horned dragon. Its name is Dortmon, and it was injured 2 months and 3 days ago. The location of the wound is at the junction of its neck and chest."
"The wound was caused by a triangular thorn made of high-carbon steel. There are as many as 12 small barbs on its surface, and the grooves on the triangular thorn will cause blood to flow continuously. This triangular thorn is difficult to pull out unless we use surgical means."
"So, if Mr. Dortmon hasn't been to the hospital recently, then when we find it, it must not be in its best state."
After hearing this news, the rest of the people also showed a trace of relief on their faces at the same time, but Hermit Nessingwali said,
"However, this also means that it will be in a sensitive, irritable, irritable, and crazy state at any time. Once such a fierce beast is caught near it, the whole team is very likely to lose the upper hand and cause a disaster!"
"Although everyone has applied the potion I concocted on your bodies, the potion can only block the smell, but it can't block the keen hearing and vision of the Romanian horned dragon. This is a terrifying creature flying at an altitude of 10,000 feet and can even see the sheep moving on the grassland 50 kilometers away!"
"Therefore, everyone must be careful when approaching Dortmon's lair! Otherwise, be prepared to deal with its orange-red hot dragon breath. Of course, you also have another option, which is to pray that it'll miss its target... "
The Goat nodded with a solemn expression and said,
"Okay, I got it."
Hermit Nesinwari then took out a wine flask and drank a mouthful.
"Lastly, I have an insignificant request. If you can really kill Dotemon, please sell me its second horn. For that, I can refund you the full amount of the guide fee."
"I have to explain that the reason I bought Dortmon's horn is to first cut off a part of it, then grind it into powder and make it into a special ointment."
"My deputy, that stupid Grom, saw Dortmon during the last hunt. He roared, 'You can kill me, but you can't defeat me', and charged straight at Dortmon."
"So, although he's lucky to have survived, he still needs this special ointment to completely recover his health. I'll put the remaining part of the horn in the showroom. After all, I'm only 11 centimeters away from killing Dortmon. "
Vulture asked curiously.
"Why 11 centimeters?"
Hemet Nessinwali said.
"Didn't I just say that Dortmon has a triangular thorn?"
Vulture said,
"Yes."
Hemet Nesingwali sighed regretfully.
"If the triangular thorn could penetrate another 11 centimeters, it would've pierced into Dortmon's thoracic gland. Although it's a powerful beast with two hearts, its thoracic aorta would've been severely damaged once the thorn pierced into its thoracic cavity! Blood would've flowed rapidly into the lungs through the passage created by the triangular thorn. "
"Therefore, once the situation worsened, Mr. Dortmon's right lung would've been filled with blood. Even a dragon with a strong vitality would've choked to death by his own blood …"
Crespo couldn't hold back his instincts and retorted.
He retorted, "How can you be sure that it'll have such a good effect?"
Nessingwali sighed and said,
"Because the triangular thorn was fired from my Arcanite Rifle … Before I pulled the trigger, I prepared for this for three months and dissected seven Romanian Horned Dragons with my own hands before I found this weakness."
Ou Mi interrupted the discussion between the two at this moment.
"Mr. Hermit Nessinwali, as long as we can kill Dotemon, all the horns on his head will be yours. You can then treat your partner while processing the remaining horns and hang them on the wall as spoils of war! So, it's time for us to set off! "
Hemet Nesinwari revealed a polite smile.
"Thank you for your generosity, madam! But I have one last thing to say. The strain on my right arm hasn't healed yet, and the recoil of the Arcanite Rifle is very strong, so it's actually very risky for me to aim and shoot. "
"So, I'm only responsible for leading the way. Once we enter the battle, I'll be the first to evacuate. This is also the condition we agreed on beforehand."
Albavin also smiled.
"I've been entrusted by Harg to help you evacuate quickly in a dangerous situation, but fighting against Dortmon is a very dangerous thing. It's difficult for me to intervene directly. I'm very sorry."
Ou Mi said.
"No problem."
Crespo angrily said in the party channel, "Don't worry.
"I think this shorty lacks confidence in us. Even if Ou Mi directly gave him all the horns, this guy's tone is still perfunctory. It's exactly the same as the girl who was lying on her stomach eating potato chips while watching a drama and asking me to hurry up!"
Max suddenly said,
"Brother, I think you should find your own reason. I've never encountered such a problem before."
Crespo:
"Go away!"
***
Next, Albavin took out a flying carpet and invited everyone to sit on it. The carpet then flew away quickly.
During the flight, they were attacked several times by the flying creatures, but they were all easily dealt with by Albavin. All he had to do was scatter a cloud of yellowish-green powder, and the bats with sharp fangs flew away in fear.
Not only that, Fang Linyan noticed that the flying carpet controlled by Albavin also cleverly avoided the nests of some powerful creatures. It could be seen that he was also very familiar with this place.
After flying for about half an hour on the flying carpet, a towering mountain peak appeared in the distance. Its shape was in the shape of an umbrella. Its appearance was very obvious. It looked like a version of Mount Fuji covered with lava at the top.
Not only that, but what was different from the surroundings was that there was not a single blade of grass growing on this mountain. Black and red rocks were everywhere, and there was even black smoke rising from the top of the mountain. Even the surrounding spring water was milky white and constantly bubbling, giving off a strong smell of sulfur.
Hermit Nesingvar said in a low voice, "Prepare to descend.
That's Dortmon's nest. Under normal circumstances, it will bathe in the magma pool above to relieve the pain caused by its wounds. "
"Of course, it's just relieving the pain. Because the metal used to make the triangular arrow is infiltrated with arsenic and chromium, these 2 elements will continue to be released slowly, constantly stimulating Dortmon's wounds and causing it to suffer severe pain."
"The high temperature of the magma pool relieves the pain by accelerating Dortmon's blood flow and taking away the toxins faster. Unfortunately, these toxins will accumulate in its liver. The symptoms may be alleviated in a short time, but after a long time, the accumulation of toxins in the liver will exceed the threshold, and its health will decline sharply."
Omega said,
"Okay, got it."
Soon, the flying carpet stopped behind a large rock, and it was at the downwind of the lair. Hemet Nessingwali looked at Fang Linyan and others who were quickly dispersing. He took out a wine pot and took a sip, then he finally asked curiously, "Don't worry.
"What are you doing?"
At this time, Fang Linyan and others were surveying the surrounding environment, while Omega was measuring the nearby distance with a serious face. It seemed that he was setting up his best rune array.
Only Max was stretching his limbs. After hearing this guy's question, he asked curiously,
"Get ready to fight."
Hermit Nessinwali said in astonishment.
"Then where's your hunting equipment! You're going to deal with a dragon. Where's your alloy steel rope net and your crossbow launcher? Where's the asbestos cloth you used to cover the dragon's breath! "
Vulture happened to pass by at this time, so he interrupted,
"We're in a hurry. We don't have time to prepare those things."
Hermit Nesingvar opened his mouth wide and said,
"Guys, I admire your courage, but what you're doing is undoubtedly suicide!"
Vulture laughed, then he shrugged his shoulders and went to do his work.
At this time, Albavin's face also became serious, and he said seriously,
"Everyone, what you're facing is a terrifying killing machine! Its weight is more than 4 tons, and its wingspan is not less than 15 meters. The temperature of the flames it spits out is more than 1,700 degrees. It can easily melt gold into liquid. When it hits with all its strength, it can even overturn a main battle tank! "
"I owe Hag a big favor, so I promised him that I will save your lives no matter what. But in the current situation, I think it's very likely that I can't do it … Huh? You, what are you doing!? "
At this time, Albavin's tone was in a rare panic, because he suddenly saw Ou Mi taking out a strange-looking horn from his arms.
This horn was somewhat familiar. It should be made from the horn of some animal, but there were runes engraved on it. Under Ou Mi's grip, the runes lit up one by one and shone with blue light!
Then, Ou Mi put it to his mouth and blew hard!!!
"Woo woo … Woo woo woo woo!!!"
A vast and boundless sound directly spread out. Wherever the sound passed, the birds that were supposed to take flight seemed to be bound by an invisible force, and buried their heads under their wings.
Not only that, the other beasts also shrank and trembled under the influence of the sound. They returned to their nests one after another, and those whose nests were far away immediately found a nearby hiding place to hide …
The name of this bugle horn instantly popped up in Arbavin's mind.
O 'Sullivan!!
Only the alchemists of the O 'Sullivan family were able to refine such a mysterious horn.
It was made from a cow's horn, and the key point was the 17 mysterious runes engraved on it. When magic power was injected into it, the 17 runes would emit different sounds according to the amount of magic power injected.
Of course, the horn would be damaged after a few uses (usually no more than five times), so it was a consumable.
The sounds emitted by the horn were very similar to the specific cries of certain dragons or mysterious creatures. For example, it could simulate the cries of courtship, or the roars of anger. Of course, it could also simulate the roars of challenge. That's right, it was the sound that Ou Mi was blowing!!
Intuitively speaking, as long as the Romanian Horned Dragon Otemon was not deaf, he would know that another wandering dragon had come into his territory. The wandering dragon would point at his nose arrogantly and provoke him, "That's right, Otemon.
Big or not, call me daddy!
Most of the time, Dotemon's reaction was to lunge forward and tear the damned comrade who dared to challenge his authority into shreds. Then, he would eat the comrade's steaming internal organs and spill their blood all over his territory. Only then would he be able to appease his anger!
Albavin's face changed drastically. He immediately threw out the flying carpet again and shouted,
"Go! Come up quickly! "
Hermit Nessinwali, the short and strong guy, showed extraordinary agility. He jumped onto the flying carpet almost at the same time as Albavin, then shouted for Fang Linyan and the others to get on the flying carpet.
However, these people were all stunned on the spot, while Ou Mi blew the horn of challenge again!
A ferocious head suddenly popped out of the dragon nest in the distance. It was the Romanian Horned Dragon, Otemon. It locked its small angry eyes on this side, then flapped its wings and swooped down towards this side.
At this time, Albavin realized that his previous prediction was still too conservative. This guy's wingspan was at least 20 meters. At the beginning of its flight, a large amount of fiery red magma fell from its body. At this time, its dark green scales were shining with a metallic light.
The most eye-catching thing was the three pairs of long golden horns on its head. They were both weapons and courtship tools, like the tail feathers of a male peacock.
Its bronze vertical pupils had locked on this side. Although this guy did not see the bold fellow dragon who dared to provoke him, he saw the humans here. These were also creatures that Dordmon disliked very much! Because these guys had an ordinary smell, and the injuries on his body were caused by them.
Therefore, Dordmon flapped his wings faster. He couldn't wait to pour his dragon breath on these humans. Their wails in the flames could make the great Lord Dordmon feel a little better.
Seeing that Dordmon was flying towards them quickly, Albavin urged the flying carpet to leave without saying a word.
His movements were so hurried that even Hermit Nessinwali was caught off guard and almost fell down. Fortunately, this short and strong guy grabbed the tassel of the flying carpet next to him in time and avoided the fate of falling down.
Before Hermit Nessinwali had time to complain, he heard Dordmon let out a low roar. The roar did not sound powerful. It was similar to the "quack" of a goose encountering a stranger, but it was deeper.
This was also the characteristic of the Romanian Horned Dragon before it released its dragon breath!
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