Hunter x Hunter: Tonight, Germain joins the hunt

Chapter 30: The Land of Mud, Lord of Crows

German saw and heard quite a few new and interesting things along the way.

A compound-eyed insect, so huge that it was larger than several airships combined, just buzzed past overhead.

Black dots as small as fireflies passed by my feet, occasionally lighting up a tiny flame.

The plants that seemed familiar yet twisted and weird stretched out their thorny vines, skinny branches, and plump fruits towards him, and emitted strange pollen.

Following the north indicated by the compass, adhering to the principle of "no stopping, no touching at will", German continued to move forward.

After climbing a small slope, he finally left the wilderness.

A field of brown and yellow reeds emerged in the open space before my eyes, stretching to the left and right with no end in sight.

These reeds grow as tall as trees in the human world, and where they take root is gray mud.

Germain glanced at the pocket watch he had brought with him.

The pocket watch showed that he had been walking for half an hour.

So he decided to take a rest in front of the reed field and took out the compressed biscuits and water bottle.

After taking a sip of water, German opened the memo on his phone, which had no signal at all, and recorded it in concise words.

"Human world time, January 1th at 14:1 a.m., we were heading due north from the dry river valley. Half an hour later, we took a short rest in the muddy land. We saw and heard..."

As his fingers tapped the keyboard rhythmically, he suddenly felt a strange breath approaching quickly.

Turning around, Germann met the eyes of a crow.

This crow is about the same size as the crows in the human world, and its feathers are just as shiny black.

However, it has several scarlet eyeballs, located on the head, abdomen, wings and back.

At this moment, all these eyeballs were rolling and staring in different directions.

His eyes were dull, but it made him look even weirder.

It stretched out its short, sharp beak, pecked at the backpack that German had placed aside, and then retracted.

Then it tilted its head and looked at German for a few seconds, then pecked the backpack again.

Want my backpack?

German reached out vigilantly, snatched the backpack back, stood up, took a few steps back, and stared at the crow.

The many-eyed crow's eyes blinked at the same time, and suddenly it opened its beak and let out a strange cry.

The reed field, which was originally as calm as a lake and as tall as the trees, responded within two seconds after the ripples caused by the strange cry spread out.

The sound of flapping wings came from deep in the reed bed.

A large black shadow surged into the air and flew over, like a swarm of locusts or a rolling dark cloud.

Dozens of many-eyed crows either landed on the tips of the reeds or circled above Germain’s head.

This meant that hundreds of scarlet, dazzling eyeballs were staring at him.

Germain immediately found himself surrounded by a flock of many-eyed crows.

This is trouble.

They screamed for a while, making a deafening noise.

The mixed group of crows suddenly launched a dense attack.

They covered the sky and the earth like a huge black net falling from the sky.

When this crow's web falls on a wild beast, it usually takes less than three minutes to eat up all its flesh and skin.

Even the bones with only some flesh left would be dragged by crows into the bottomless mud.

These bones and pieces of flesh will nourish this muddy land to make it more fertile and the reeds to grow taller, allowing it to continue to exist as a natural nest for the many-eyed crows.

German didn't want to end up like this.

The moment the crows circled and descended, Germann had a bronze flamethrower in his hand.

call--

The flames were like snakes, spewing out from the tiny nozzle of the ejector, engulfing and igniting the "dark clouds" surrounding him. In an instant, the "dark clouds" turned into gorgeous "fire clouds".

"Ahhh-"

The cries of crows and the hissing sounds of burning sounded like a terrifying music score.

Most of the crows fell like small fireballs in an instant.

The remaining people also screamed and flew into the air, cutting through the sky and escaping far into the depths of the reed forest.

So, is the problem solved?
Germain stopped the flamethrower.

He didn't dare use it too much. Every time he used it, it was like burning the gas stored in his body as diesel or gasoline, which was extremely wasteful.

German moved his toes again and kicked the motionless, smoking, charred mass of flesh at his feet.

He looked over and over again, and those creepy eyeballs were all closed.

I heard that crow meat is sour and hard to swallow, but I don’t know if it’s true.

Germain had no intention of trying it himself.

He didn't want to stay here for long, and after taking a look at the muddy land and the reed forest, he wanted to leave.

Suddenly, the area near the reed field became quiet.

There was no sound of crows' cries or the chirping of unknown insects, as if this place had suddenly become a barren land.

The sound of wind whistling came from far away in the heart of the reed forest, pressing the tall reed roots to the sides, revealing a muddy path.

Countless skulls, skeletons, and finger bones gradually emerged from the gray mud, like wild beasts crawling here, staring at German with empty eyes.

Something is coming.

Germain had a premonition.

Then it appeared deep in the reed forest.

This is a tall and burly demon beast sub-human, covered with dark wings, its face hidden in the chaotic shadows, only the corner of its sharp beak is vaguely visible.

Click.

Walking upright, it used its dark red claws to trample on the numerous bones buried here, crushing their fragile bone shells and pressing them back into the endless abyss of mud.

Scarlet eyes opened on its head, neck, and abdomen!

Since most of its body is pitch black, it looks like eyeballs peeking at the outside world from the cracks in the darkness.

The Lord of Crows walked slowly towards Germain, walked out of the mud, and looked down at Germain.

German noticed that among its densely packed eyeballs, one eyelid closed silently, which was particularly conspicuous.

After a while, his left arm began to feel numb, itchy and wriggling.

Having a bad feeling, he pulled open his sleeve and saw a small bulge on his elbow.

A moist crack appeared there, and an eyeball bulged out. It turned left and right twice, then stared straight at German.

Pressure +5

Germann ignored the textual reminder of the "Hunter Badge" materializing, and also ignored the extra eyeball on his left arm.

He picked up the bronze flamethrower and blew orange flames at the Lord of Crows.

Generally speaking, the more hair, the weaker the fire, this is true for the Storm Ripple Moth and the Crow Flock.

However, the wings of the Lord of Crows were as thick as a shield and could block fire. When they were raised, they blocked the invasion of flames.

When it flapped its wings, the flame made a dull popping sound and bounced back in front of German's eyes.

German retreated in time and avoided the backlash of the flames.

Due to the gas consumption and poor effect, German removed the flamethrower and replaced it with the more familiar musket and meat saw.

After he put a small ball into the pocket of his hunter's robe, he threw his backpack far away and walked a few steps around the tall Lord of Crows, observing carefully.

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(End of this chapter)