Chapter 103: Bug Control Stick.
After the battle ended, it was naturally time to clean up the battlefield.
Various fragments and shells were scattered everywhere by the wild wind, but the sword tail and sword spine of the veteran Slaying Dragon landed steadily on the ground.
The Swordsman’s intuition brought a feeling of being watched, which made Jié Jié look around. He suspected that the Commander and the Dragon People Tribe hunter hadn’t left.
But they had hidden in a spot he couldn’t see, maybe even craving his spoils of war.
He absolutely had to take this broken sword tail back. Whether he ate it as a mineral or polished it into a weapon, it was perfect either way.
He bit down on the sword tail, leaned it against a tree, adjusted it a bit, and now he went from a greatsword user to a dual-blade fighter.
These two swords weren’t symmetrical; the broken-off sword tail of the veteran Slaying Dragon was like a small dagger compared to its thirty-meter body length.
With the broken sword tail in his mouth, Jié Jié walked happily, his tail swaying, disappearing behind the mountain.
As he walked, he thought about the traces. Because he often transformed, the traces of his previous form would suddenly disappear in the eyes of the investigation team.
Disappear? Fine, there are plenty of unsolved mysteries in the world. But if the previous trace disappeared and seamlessly connected to another trace…
Then the clues would be too obvious. It seemed that within the range of investigators’ activities, large monsters needed to transform via an intermediate form and travel a certain distance.
While pondering this, he moved through the hills and saw the mine that two Slaying Dragons had been competing for.
This was a cave so massive it looked unnatural. Melted slag mixed with dull coal was embedded in the rocks, reflecting threads of gold under the sunlight.
This couldn’t have formed naturally. Peering deeper into the cave, more gold could be seen, but there was no path leading further underground.
Instead, signs of melting replaced the entrance, looking as if it had been swept by a skirt.
It appeared these were very old traces, already visited by multiple mineral-eating monsters. The exposed minerals had been mostly eaten away, and the location, hidden among the hills, made it hard to find.
“The Glittering Dragon?”
The Dì Mǔ Shén of Golden Land, a super-large Ancient Dragon, and also extraordinarily beautiful.
Her massive body couldn’t possibly hide in the forest. If there were any traces of her movements, he should have detected them immediately.
While thinking, he smashed the rock wall and began eating the large amount of minerals left behind by the Glittering Dragon’s travels.
At this moment, the Slaying Dragon became like a smeltery. After biting the minerals, part of them entered the flame pouch to become materials for breath weapons.
Another part entered the digestive system to be absorbed into the growth of its shell through the body’s circulation.
Like barrels of molten ore being transported, they were finally poured onto the shell, reinforcing the heavy armor of the Slaying Dragon.
Lowering its head, the Slaying Dragon spat out magma from the flame pouch, coating the broken sword tail, watching it turn from a broken blade into an irregular, ugly lump of iron.
“Hmm… Hmm?”
After doubting his own abilities ten thousand times over, he turned into a Sky Dog Beast, not worrying about leaving any footprints on the rocky ground.
Using his beak, he started gnawing on the hot lump randomly, shaping it into a strange-looking blade. He found a hard bone in the nearby pile of bones, tied it on, and turned it into a long blade.
Ha! If I had this sword when I was a kid, all the flowers within ten miles would’ve lost their heads!
Jié Jié, in the form of a Sky Dog Beast, swung the long blade in his hand, feeling delighted.
After noting down the location and hiding the sword, he transformed back into a Smoky Snow Weasel and began tracking the two investigators.
He had hidden many such small tools in his main activity area, including the little mask given by the Odd-Faced Tribe last year.
“He took the broken sword tail away, what a pity. It could have been modified into a simple weapon.”
The Commander regretted.
The investigation team lacked personnel skilled in professional processing equipment. Hunters used their own weapons. If they were damaged, they could currently only produce the simplest and most natural bone weapons.
Materials from monsters that could be simply processed into weapons were even more precious.
“It’s probably for food. After all, the sword tail and shell of a Slaying Dragon can be considered special minerals, part of its diet.”
The Dragon People Tribe hunter maintained his weapon casually while fighting the Slaying Dragon. His weapon wasn’t damaged, but he wanted to sit down and spend some time with his relatives.
A Bug Control Stick is a complex weapon, usually divided into a stick head and a blade head, sometimes customized by hunters into a double-edged sword with both sides as blades.
However, it often has one side as the main center of gravity, equipped with a special launcher that can only fire small things, mainly marking bullets prepared for hunter insects.
Some people consider hunter insects as pets, others as tools, and still others as comrades and family.
He didn’t have any hunter insects. Perhaps he once had a partner insect, but after it died of old age, he released its offspring back into nature.
The mortality rate of hunter insects has always been high. Qualified hunter insects can extract different bodily fluids from various parts of monsters, converting them into bug powder to enhance hunters, making them excellent companions.
Besides firing marking bullets, the launcher of a Bug Control Stick can also be fired during aerial maneuvers, providing hunters with counterforce for brief suspension, allowing them to perform actions and techniques.
“Take this, I’ll go check that Fang Dragon corpse.”
The Commander dragged the Slaying Dragon’s sword spine to the hunter’s side, then went to carry the Fang Dragon corpse that luckily hadn’t been destroyed.
Aside from ecological investigations, there was also the intention to use it as ingredients.
“I wonder where the Smoky Snow Weasel went, will it come back?”
The Commander muttered while carrying the Thief Dragon corpse, worried that if he didn’t bring the Smoky Snow Weasel back, the head chef might not let him eat.
Thinking about this, the Commander felt that his future days would become dark like having done something wrong, and the glowing dishes would leave him, taking the last ray of daylight with them.
Just as his body stiffened, a white figure burst into this gloomy day, bringing back the light, almost making him tear up:
“Oh! Thank heavens!”
The steady Commander squatted down in admiration, opening his saddlebag and inviting the little cutie inside.
Jié Jié didn’t refuse and followed the two back to the base.
As soon as they returned, the key members of the investigation team convened a meeting.
A group of people gathered around the sword spine and Fang Dragon monster the two brought back.
“Apart from Spiny Dragons, there are Slaying Dragons too? This New Continent is truly full of challenges! It makes me excited.”
The Master Swordsman sighed. At this moment, he had set aside his greatsword and carried a Female Fire Dragon katana on his back.
Changing weapons occasionally changes one’s mood. He was a master proficient in all close combat weapons, just more adept at using a few types of swords.
Chapter 104
