Bear School Astartes-Chapter 687 - 670. Intrusion

Just as Lann and Gaffi approached the severed tail of the Fierce Jackal Dragon, Lann’s ears twitched slightly.

He immediately held Gaffi in his arms and leaped sideways, rolling away.

"Pop!"

A mass of dark purple viscous liquid smashed onto the spot where they had just been standing.

This time, Lann’s dive-roll covered at least five meters, but as he regained his balance and half-squatted on the ground, he cautiously faced the liquid with the side of his body.

He raised his hand to shield his side face.

Facts soon proved that such caution was highly necessary.

A crackling sound suddenly emanated from the purple liquid mass.

Just like the sound of fruit exploding when Wende first shot the Fierce Jackal Dragon in the eye with his projectile.

Amidst the crackling, the viscous, gelatinous liquid mass suddenly exploded.

A portion landed on Lann’s raised forearm, but due to the nature of the liquid.

Only half was blocked by the arm’s scale armor, while the other half landed on the side of Lann’s face.

Just a breath, and the Demon Hunter’s body mechanism for counteracting toxins began to operate.

The toxin was concentrated in the blood vessels, turning them black, making muscles and skin pale.

The toxicity was not so bad, equivalent to a bottle of Magic Potion.

But as long as you come in contact, you’ll be poisoned... this kind of attack method is quite convenient.

As Lann thought about it, he wiped the purple toxic liquid off his side face with his gloved hand reinforced with steel armor.

Gaffi suddenly jumped out of Lann’s arms, fully alert in the direction of the attack.

"It’s the Poisonous Demon Bird meow!"

Gaffi screamed shrilly.

"A monster has rushed in meow!"

A bird-dragon type ferociously crashed through the branches and tangled vines at the edge of the dense forest, opening its large mouth towards the hunters on the clearing.

Covered in vibrant green feathers and scales, similar to peacock feathers, reflecting oily colors under sunlight.

Its feathers and scale armor were strikingly colorful, while its tail seemed to be made of concentric rings, with purple and green interwoven, conveying an obvious ’this thing is poisonous’ feeling.

Its jaw had excellent elasticity like rubber, which also seemed a little comical. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

But having tasted the poison of this creature, Lann didn’t find its danger any bit as humorous as its appearance.

"Are you done yet?"

Cautiously watching the approaching Poisonous Demon Bird, Lann called out to Wende without turning his head.

"Almost there! New World monsters are damn more fierce than Old World ones!"

Wende’s voice accompanied the sound of a machete slamming into flesh, showing he was already putting in a great effort.

In this world, hunting monsters is about keeping pace, sometimes a ferocious attack, sometimes slow grinding.

But Wende threw out a small bag of powder-like stuff towards Lann.

"This Fierce Jackal Dragon has been beaten out of its guts! Mix its excrement with stink powder to make stink bombs, which can drive away monsters!"

Lann reached back and caught the small bag Wende threw, it landed in his hand.

Excrement is already disgusting to humans, but for monsters surviving in the wild, it is just a familiar scent, even nourishment.

However, mixing in the Hunters’ made stink powder into the excrement to make stink bombs was different.

This stink powder changed the nutrient-laden smell in monsters’ senses into an ’unhealthy’ pungent odor.

"Alright." Lann took a deep breath, resignedly saying.

He was actually no stranger to monster excrement; even in the Magic Middle Ages world, using excrement to infer monsters’ survival conditions and active areas was normal behavior.

Demon Hunters often had to deal with monster excrement.

But personally for Lann... he had seldom done this sort of thing since implanting the genetic seed.

So much so that he developed some psychological resistance now.

But quickly, Lann suppressed this emotion.

He was essentially not a pretentious person but someone who emphasized practicality.

"Gaffi, keep it tangled for a few seconds." "Meow!"

The orange-furred Elu cat shouted a battle cry while vigorously throwing the boomerang in its hand.

The boomerang hit the Poisonous Demon Bird’s face accurately, but the cat’s strength was indeed limited; the blow only made its head tilt without any substantial damage.

However, it seemed to anger the Poisonous Demon Bird, its comical face started flushing red.

Its wings flapping, claws frantically scratching the ground.

But this time was enough.

The excrement beaten out of the Fierce Jackal Dragon was as big as a pot, Lann deftly took some, mixed it with the stink powder Wende gave, and rolled it into a ball.

Then loaded it into the projector on his left arm armor.

Understanding that hunting wouldn’t be a clean and pleasant task, he still decided to wash this thing first before using it again when he returned.

After Gaffi’s boomerang angering the Poisonous Demon Bird, jumping crazily, nearly five seconds had passed.

Lann had already re-positioned himself within the projectile’s range.

The Poisonous Demon Bird had changed its posture now, its body stood upright, vividly colored wings also fully spread.

Birds tend to make themselves look larger facing battle as a deterrence.

Poisonous Demon Bird seemed to have this instinct too.

But in Lann’s view, this made it easier to shoot the stink ball onto the big bird’s body.

However, just as Lann raised his arm, already aiming at the side of the Poisonous Demon Bird, the colorful bird suddenly spun around.

Turning the face initially towards Gaffi to Lann’s direction.

Seems this guy judges threat by body size.

Lann now stood about ten meters from the Poisonous Demon Bird, at this distance, he wasn’t much worried.

After all, its long-range attack means should be just like the previously wrapped explosive fruit poison liquid mass.

At this distance, Lann was confident he could dodge such ’slow’ attacks.

But Lann had evidently not kept in mind how not simple the monsters of this world were.

A lump of pink ’object’ suddenly inflated out from the Poisonous Demon Bird’s wide open mouth!

This scene made Lann wonder ’did it eat bubblegum and is blowing a bubble’.

But soon, Lann realized... that was the Poisonous Demon Bird’s tongue!

This guy not only had a rubber-like chin with excellent elasticity, even its tongue was similar.

In an instant, the tongue stretched out of the bird’s mouth inflated to two times larger than its head!

Looked grotesque and horrifying.

This tongue didn’t just inflate; inflation was only a prelude to the attack.

The pink muscle flashed in the air, akin to a snapped rubber band suddenly released.

"Snap" and it struck Lann’s chest!

"Damn..."

The curse burst out reflexively didn’t even have time to complete.

Three hundred kilograms of self-weight in this tongue’s strike, propelled with such force, flew out like a sheet of paper!

But almost simultaneously, a dirt-yellow small ball shot out from Lann’s projector.

The stink ball smashed into the feather collar on the Poisonous Demon Bird’s neck, breaking into a cloud of dust upon impact.

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