Monster Hunter: I can accept monster quests!

Chapter 49 The Dark Shadow Hidden Deep Underground ★★★★★★

"There's still time."

Chen Yan murmured.

As long as you hold the knife tightly, there's still time.

His eyes reflected endless flashes of sword light, and his ears echoed with the endless cries of blades.

Flower Cat brandished its sword at his left eye, while the Ember Blade Dragon Slayer lashed its tail at his right eye. When he opened his eyes again, all he could see was himself and the sword in his hand.

The scabbard, which concealed the crimson, blazing blade, emitted a mournful cry as extraordinary heat rapidly filled the area.

Grass and trees spontaneously combusted and turned to ashes, and streams boiled until they dried up.

Harley, who was only three steps away, felt as if she had been thrown into volcanic lava. Her skin cracked at a speed visible to the naked eye. She looked at Chen Yan in shock.

Good heavens, is someone with this kind of aura and skill level not even worthy of shining the shoes of Zhanlong?

It seems her parents were right not to let her play with the katana.

Within a radius of ten miles, dust filled the air.

Chen Yan drew his sword half an inch, the crimson blade enveloped in black smoke and dust. The extreme sharpness and the unrestrained explosion pressed against the narrow blade, which the stone-forged body could not withstand, and cracks appeared and spread at a visible speed.

Even faster than the sword broke was his physical strength. His body lost consciousness in an instant as the power drained him, and a few white hairs even appeared at his temples.

But one cut is enough.

"Flying Blade Slash..."

Just as Chen Yan was about to unleash this earth-shattering strike, the little horned dragon pendant clinging tightly to him suddenly let out a mournful wail filled with fear, grievance, and extreme sadness.

It's still so small, why does it have to face the terrifying Mudfish Dragon, and then the even more frightening Chen Yan? The outside world is so scary, it wants to go home...

All emotions ultimately culminate in a primal, instinctive cry from the depths of one's being.

mom!!!

The earth groaned in anguish.

Amidst the little horned dragon's mournful howl, the ground within a radius of a hundred meters suddenly collapsed, then surged back up half a second later, and a black horned dragon so large that it filled Chen Yan's entire field of vision burst forth from the ground.

Its crimson eyes quickly locked onto the only cub it had been searching for for many days, as well as the mudfish dragon that harbored ill intentions towards its only cub.

So you're the one bullying my son?

A furious roar that shook the heavens and the earth shattered the air, and a devastating shockwave swept across the entire area. Chen Yan had no choice but to sheathe his sword and assume a defensive stance. With not enough hands, he could only cover the little horned dragon's ears as he flew backward, but before he even landed, he witnessed a horrific scene.

When the enraged and maddened Mrs. Blackhorn appeared, the excitement in the Mudfish Dragon's single eye vanished, replaced by a clean and pure despair.

If it had known this would happen, it would have preferred to have died in the mud...

Despite Chen Yan's blurred vision, tinnitus, and blood spurting from his face, he could still hear a chilling sound of flesh and bones cracking.

Through his blurred vision, he could only see the slimy body of the Mudfish Dragon being pierced by the huge horn of the Black Horned Dragon, with blood, internal organs, and broken bones spraying out like crazy.

The black-horned dragon lady, still not satisfied with piercing it through with her horns, used it as a weapon to perform a bloody plowing act for everyone present.

It plowed the ground for dozens of meters under its own power, leaving a trail of blood that stretched from its feet until it crashed into the mountain wall and stopped. The hard rock was dented by the impact. Under the horns of this enraged Black Horned Dragon, the Mudfish Dragon couldn't even let out a scream and painfully "slept" away.

Only then did it calm down, swinging its horns and smashing a pile of meat mixed with bones onto the ground.

Chen Yan looked at the Black Horned Dragon Lady, who was displaying great power, and gave a wry smile.

"Madam, should you come earlier or later... I just spent my life and hadn't even had a chance to enjoy it before you stole my kill. I'm so upset."

Mrs. Blackhorn stopped in front of Chen Yan, blood still dripping from her horns. She stared intently at the little horned dragon, who, seeing such a large and unfamiliar beast, burrowed into Chen Yan's arms in fear.

Mrs. Blackhorn's gaze towards Chen Yan changed, from looking at a rock to asking, "Are you also a villain who stole my son?"

Chen Yan gasped for breath, enduring the pain that was everywhere in his body. Under the unfriendly gaze of Mrs. Blackhorn Dragon, his hand, which was about to touch the little horn dragon's head, hung in mid-air.

The little horned dinosaur's forehead was already shiny from being polished, and the thought that he would never be able to polish it again left him feeling empty.

"You silly little dragon cub, you can't even recognize your own mother! Go on, smell it, see how its scent differs from ours..."

The little horned dinosaur blinked its eyes. This little guy was quite clever. First, it clung to Chen Yan's arm to cover itself, and only after it was covered with a shell did it dare to timidly raise its head, stretching and shrinking its body as it approached, sniffing the scent of Mrs. Blackhorned Dinosaur's wing claws.

He paused for half a second, then took another big sniff.

My body trembled slightly, but I could already smell the scent of my mother that was etched into my genes.

It whimpered as it climbed off Chen Yan, clinging tightly to Mrs. Blackhorn's wing claws, whimpering and howling as if it were scolding him for coming to find it so late, or perhaps celebrating that it had finally found its mother.

Mrs. Blackhorn lowered her head and licked the little horn several times with her tongue. Looking at the plump and strong cub that resembled a second tabby cat, she was very satisfied. She sheltered it under her wings, glanced at Chen Yan, and turned to slowly walk back to the burrow she had crawled out of.

Feeling the bubbles in his mind transform into a roulette wheel, Chen Yan waved his hand with difficulty.

"Congratulations! Congratulations!"

Then he saw a reward that shouldn't have appeared in the rewards list, and then he saw the pointer finally stop steadily on this extra reward.

[Task completed.]

【Call for Mom!】: Your roar sounds just like the scream of a newly hatched horned dragon cub. It might summon Mrs. Blackhorn, or some monsters that want to kill the horned dragon cub.

Chen Yan almost fainted; he would have been better off just fainting.

Having failed to win any of the rewards he had been eagerly anticipating, Chen Yan felt like dying after all his hard work over the past few days. He forced out a few strange cries from his throat, spitting out every single word he could think of.

Harley, who was walking slowly with her hand on her lower abdomen, couldn't understand. Just as she was about to reach out to grab Chen Yan, the calm ground beneath her feet suddenly rippled again, and Mrs. Blackhorn Dragon returned.

It looked at Chen Yan with a puzzled expression. The cry was familiar, but no matter how it looked at it, it couldn't possibly have given birth to a cub of that shape. However, since it was already here...

It leaped up, swung its tail axe, and slashed three times horizontally and three times vertically at the "perhaps still alive" mass of flesh, cutting it into six pieces.

Whether it was dead before or not, it must be dead now.

Mrs. Blackhorn let out a satisfied sigh of relief. Just as she was about to crawl back into the hole, she discovered that the little cub had escaped from under her wing again.

The little horned dinosaur wriggled headfirst into Chen Yan's arms, whimpering and rolling around in his embrace, making Chen Yan grit his teeth. Chen Yan gently patted it, just like he did every night to lull it to sleep.

After enjoying itself for a while, it looked up at Harley again and whimpered.

Harley understood what the little guy meant. She squatted down, hugged the little horned dragon into her arms, and gently stroked it. She stroked it very carefully, not missing a single detail from head to tail, and finally pinched its little wing claws.

"Go on, you naughty little one, don't make your mother worry anymore."

The little horned dragon also rubbed against her palm with reluctance.

Then he took a half step back, tilted his head back, and let out a childish roar.

The cat, which had been hiding in the grass, suddenly appeared in front of it, its tail between its legs. Under Mrs. Blackhorn Dragon's gaze, it squeezed out the most sincere fawning expression it had ever shown in its life.

"Little Horned Dragon, Flower Cat, I'll miss you so much!"

The little horned dragon knocked the cat over with its headbutt and slapped it wildly with its wing claws.

Although it didn't hurt at all, the little horned dragon cried out pitifully, finally letting it vent its anger at being ridden as a mount every day.

The little horned dragon looked back every few steps, tears streaming down its face.

Chen Yan tried to sit up straight, smiling and waving at it. Harley wiped her eyes, her lips pursed tightly, looking at the little guy with reluctance. Even the usually playful cat unconsciously lowered its tail.

Mrs. Blackhorn Dragon took it with her and left.