Chapter 496: Night Hunting (Ⅱ)

"Come on, dad, at least Allen doesn't complain as much as you do." Clark said with a smile.
The old man of Gordon gave him an angry look, took off his shotgun behind his back, and strode toward the bushy beach, as if to prove that he wasn't old enough to be compared to a little boy.
"Grandpa! Wait for me!" Allen picked up his shotgun and chased him up with two happy dogs.
Joan followed behind the boy and looked across the riverbank. A clear stream flows from the depths of the dense forest, bypassing the hills and gentle slopes covered with dense legumes such as alfalfa, meandering through the flat grassland, providing sufficient and clean for the thousands of horses living here Water source.
Since the "withered monster" broke into the ranch, this seemingly calm river has become a restricted area. If the horses come to the river to drink water as before, they may be attacked by monsters disguised as bushes. For this reason, the herdsmen had to abandon this natural water source, and drove the horses down the river to drink water.
There are bushes or thick or sparse bushes growing on both sides of the beach, standing quietly in the night, swaying the branches with the wind, and casting a messy black silhouette on the river reflecting the moonlight, making Joan feel inexplicably scary.
Every bush in front of him seemed so suspicious, as if withered lurks everywhere, his sense of crisis made his nerves tense.
Old Gordon stopped in front of a thicker bush, and raised his hand to signal Joan, Clark, and Allen not to move closer.
Joan has activated the "Dark Vision" enchantment special effect of "Emerald Eyes", and night can't hinder his vision, but he really can't see anything abnormal in the bushes that are a hundred feet away.
"Mr. Davis, did you see the withered monster?"
"It's too far away, I can't see if there is a withered monster hidden in the bush. If you continue to get close, there is a risk of ambush." ​​The old man patted the magic crystal shotgun, and there was a confident smile on his face: "Fortunately, I don't need it. We are personally involved in danger, my "old man" will help us find the way."
The old man loaded a shotgun, raised his gun and aimed at the opposite bush to pull the trigger.
A shining spark was emitted from the muzzle, accompanied by a sharp blast of wind. The bullet fully accelerated by the magic crystal circuit disintegrated itself at the brake that was free from the barrel constraint, and the large amount of iron sand wrapped in a thin layer of lead was like The heavy rain spread to the trees, and the shrubs fell down, and the broken branches and leaves splashed all over the sky.
Allen also filled his magic crystal shotgun with shotguns, following the grandfather's way and shot a shot at the bushes, and the huge bush shook violently.
After the two shots were fired, the withered monsters hiding in the bushes were injured by the iron sand from the shotgun. They gave up their camouflage in exasperation. The branches gathered into two long arms, and the roots pulled out of the soil were twisted into a pair of thick legs. Become a seven-foot-high, half-human, half-tree monster, take a big step, and approached Davis' grandson with a slightly dull and aggressive attitude.
Old Gordon stared at the human-shaped shrub that burst out of the bush, reminding his companions: "That's the'Brick Monster', the largest number of the three'Bitter Monsters', with great strength, but slow action, only Will beat the enemy with branches, there is no danger of not being close to them."
"No, Dad, those'cute little saplings' are in danger."
Clark grinned and squeezed his fingers, striding toward the dead branch.
"Hey! Stupid man, don't go--"
The old man of Gordon tried to drink the frost giant, but Clark rushed to the dead branch like a reckless horse next second, punching himself in the trunk.
Frost Giant's seemingly random punch, pouring into the dead branches through the bark, like detonating a bucket of alchemy gunpowder, and the terrifying fist force blasted the monster on the spot!
Clark withdrew his fists, brushing off the wood chips falling on his body without turning his face, and turned to another dead branch.
The dead branch attacked first, throwing out branches to cling Clark.
Frost Giant shook his shoulders at will to break the tough branches. He kicked the dead branches with one foot, stepped forward to make a foot, and broke the trunk of the monster.
The shadows in the trees shook, and more withered monsters woke up and joined the battle.
Clark rushed into the densest area of ​​the monster, lifted a dead branch monster with both hands, and used these two thick activated shrubs as weapons, sweeping like a windmill, sweeping down the dead branch monsters approaching one by one. broken.
Joan watched Clarke's mighty figure penetrate into the enemy group, as if a tiger broke into the flock of sheep, unstoppable, not only admired the frost giant's powerful fighting ability, but also worried that he was too aggressive to fall into the encirclement, and quickly caught up.
Clark is like a humanoid bulldozer, leaving only stumps and leaves everywhere, the withered monsters lurking in the trees are mostly pulled out and torn by him alone, and occasionally there are one or two monsters who have escaped frost giant palms He was also shot down by Davis and his grandson.
Joan walked along the way, and even had no chance to cast spells, it was completely playing the role of watching the masses.
Joan stopped boringly, thinking about whether he would become a Hawthorne of Jordonheim and flew into the air to help Clark and Davis grandson search for prey.
At this moment, there was a rustling motion in the bushes in front, and then there were many activated vines that were creeping against the ground.
"Clark! Watch out for the vine monsters!" Old Gordon shouted for warning, his voice anxious.
The Frost Giant stepped back two steps alertly, keeping a distance of about twenty feet from the group of "wild vine monsters" that crawled to the ground, and lured them away from the complex terrain of the bush, and came to the sand-covered one. Flat river beach.
The dead vine monster leaped out of the nest, chasing Clark's footsteps and crawling to the open and unobstructed river beach, and found Clark stopped, just like a crowd of snakes swooping up, climbing up his ankle, and in a blink of an eye Wrap this frost giant from head to toe, as if parasitic on a tall tree, trying to strangle Clark alive and his flesh.
Joan saw that Clark had deliberately induced large groups of vines to attach themselves, but he did not know what Clarke would do next. Witnessing this frost giant being entangled in layers of python-like vines, it was almost impossible to see what it was, and the whole person became bloated and clumsy, and he was worried about Clark's situation.
After a moment of thought, Joan took out a glass bullet and planned to cast "Mage Assault Palm" before Clark was crushed by the vine monster to help him get rid of the vine entanglement. However, before he even started to cast the spell, the vines that were wrapped around Frost Giant suddenly tightened, and then crackled and crackled.
"drink!"
Clark uttered a powerful battle roar, slammed his muscular arms, and instantly broke the dense vines wrapped around him, and the broken vines slid down from his body one after another. Snakes everywhere.
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