Primitive forest.

Rainy night.

The giant tree species up to hundreds of meters tall completely blocked the moonlight.

The thunderous water flows down from the canopy of giant tree species, not like rain, but more like a waterfall.

Small waterfalls flow into the forest in a scattered manner.

Finally, shallow puddles formed in the lowlands of the humus belt.

The puddle soon became a pond.

There was tranquility all over the place.

On the slanted branches above a pond is the nest of a giant blue harrier.

The original owner of the nest was missing.

At this moment, the hunter in disguise was creeping inside.

The cold raindrops hit him, making a sound of fine sound.

But he always kept his motionless posture, his eyes staring ahead.

There.

There is an open-air nest.

There are more than twenty large elliptical spheres in the nest.

That's the egg of the Thunder Dragon!

Near the nest, there is a low mountain bag that is not common in the primeval forest.

Like the lurking hunter.

No matter how wind and rain hit, the low mountain bun remained unmoved.

A lively demonized squirrel jumped over from the mountain bag.

Make sure there are no barriers ahead.

It happily sent a message backward like a whistle.

After a while.

Hundreds of squirrels jumped over in the rain.

The scene is very novel.

The hunter held his breath and raised his vigilance.

But I waited until all the squirrels passed the low mountain, and nothing unusual happened.

The rain is getting heavier.

...

"It's been raining for five days."

Roger pursed his lips, his expression slightly severe.

Although he had deliberately avoided the small waterfall flowing down from the giant tree species, the humid air was still madly diluting the unique "disguise" on his body-

It was a mixture of feces and urine from the Thunder Dragon.

The taste is very strong.

But Roger had food and accommodation.

As an excellent monster hunter, this is something that must be done.

A week ago.

He led the team of hornlike demons into the primeval forest, and soon discovered traces of the Thunder Dragon activity.

Under the tracking of the Ultimate Hunter.

He found the nest.

The more than twenty dragon eggs in the nest made him salivate.

But the rockery next to the dragon egg reminded him.

This is not just a dragon egg.

It's even more bait.

The cunning dragon is far more than ordinary monsters.

Although they are already at the top of the niche of the original forest, they do not directly hunt prey, but choose a more physically efficient model that is waiting for work.

This pattern actually doesn't quite conform to the laws of super predators.

But in Mistera, nothing is possible.

For example.

The place where the bones buried is obviously a wasteland.

But at its southern end, there was a primeval forest full of giant tree species and giant monsters.

This is something that cannot be explained by common sense.

All Roger could do was accept this setting.

Then, through careful observation, we can find out the flaws of the Thunder Dragon.

Look at it now.

These dragon eggs are the biggest flaws.

But this is also the bait that the female thunder dragon deliberately released to the greedy.

In this deep jungle.

The identities of predators and prey are always in a delicate dynamic balance.

Until the last moment, no one knows who will win.

...

The Thunder Dragon is very patient.

Roger is the same.

But the problem is that once the scent on his body dissipates, there is a danger of exposing his position!

"Wait a half day."

Roger silently counted the time.

The rain was falling.

A group of terrifying clawed beasts came early in the morning.

They tried for a while near the Thunder Dragon's Nest.

In the end, he ran away alertly.

The female thunder dragon was still motionless.

At noon.

The smell on the body dissipated so much that it could hardly smell it.

Roger crawled silently from the giant Blue Harrier's nest.

...

The plan to steal eggs was declared bankrupt.

Roger was not discouraged.

He came to the temporary camp six kilometers away.

The camp is built under a tree hole of a giant tree species.

In that shallow and narrow entrance.

It is a particularly open underground space.

Compared to the colder surface.

This place is warm and moist.

A large conference room in the camp.

There are more than twenty small rooms.

The hardworking hornlike demons avoided the soft humus layer while digging.

He dug up a hard soil layer about 30 meters underground.
To be continued...