Auto Hunting

The first action I took was collecting.

Zek-

A place to reach for the pockets of fallen American hunters.

The ‘harpoons’ and other equipment of the hunters passed into the hands of Yooseong.

Auto hunting needed that.

provided that:

Kieing-!

The equipment itself was not.

A spoon the size of a spoon, but more tightly compressed, awl-shaped blade cuts through the equipment.

Impressive accuracy and speed.

The thing that was made was a thin metal rod of about thirty strands.

All the state-of-the-art features that equipment used to have were barbecue sticks.

We're going to squeeze it into the slot.

Yooseong turned to the hunters.

Tuk-Tuk-Tuk-

He reached out his finger and pressed the blood of the American hunters who had fallen down to release them.

“....... ”

“.......... ”

But they didn't move right away.

With their eyes wide open, they only looked down at their bodies when they had just been freed.

It was not unconscious.

No, it's more of a conscious reaction.

They were not able to control themselves at their own will until Yooseong defeated Grey, but they were clearly awake.

It was just damage.

A spirit, not a body.

Their country, the United States, betrayed them.

They also understood that they had launched a brute force bombing at a time when their survival was not even confirmed.

“I didn't touch the basic equipment. Take care of yourself. Hang in there. ”

Meteors do not close the cracks in which they came in.

Maybe if the Americans stop bombing, they'll get out of the wreckage, even with the power of the hunters.

“I'll bring your colleagues. I don't need your help. ”

“....... ”

The team leader and a few others nod powerlessly.

Nothing else can come out of your mouth except the words of gratitude or request.

“You can't do this. Fucking--”

“Bastards. ”

Some of them burst late into tears.

Yooseong turned around.

‘That much trust in the national system. ’

Alvin's crimes may not end with simply abusing authority he does not possess.

Of course, I didn't feel betrayed as a meteor.

Sphinensleigh splits between the rubbish mountains.

Taxi.

to the extent that the expression is not a waste.

Since I first accepted the term Sphinenslett, it has been an automated hunt that has shown great utilization in Seongwook.

The technology unfolding in the body of Yooseong was already a few steps apart from the original.

Yooseong's experience.

The capacity of CE, the development of the core and the sinus, and the muscles that have been trained through countless extremes.

and the know-how of various technologies that were applied unknowingly.

Whatever touches his feet now, the object is not under even the slightest pressure.

Of course, there is not even the slightest level of physical impact, not even noise.

The Greys couldn't help but notice the meteor's approach.

At last, when the target was near the crack that originally appeared above Natsville, the automatic hunting stopped.

Then he hides behind the garbage mountain and gives a glance.

“....... ”

I saw Yooseong.

‘That's...’

The crack was over Natsville.

Since Yooseong tore the space from the basement of Natsville and reached the ground here, it is normal that the cracks leading up to Natsville should be located above the air.

But the Greys coming out of the crack are on the ground with their legs.

The law of crack generation was not ignored. The crack was definitely open in that high position.

However, the pedestal that filled the gap between the ground and the crack was prepared for the raised peak.

‘It's like... it's like an altar. ’

That peak,

It was definitely not naturally produced.

Although the soil and rocks that make up the land of the wasteland were mostly composed, the junk that made up the waste acid in the middle, as well as the metal and wooden pedestals and seams, etc. were overlooked.

The altar as Yooseong said.

It's like cutting the top half of a pyramid horizontally.

Beyond the rubbish mountain, there was a staircase to the ground where he was looking at Yooseong.

Through those stairs,

Greys are bringing down the loot.

Dozens of hunters, walking like zombies.

And as Yooseong predicted, 'zombies’ were not just humans.

In fact, it was grey and human, and if you didn't pay attention, you wouldn't even know they were on the altar.

Most of the area was covered by monsters.

At least a dozen species of monsters seemed to have at least three positions.

Those are the fighters of the original government that Grey dragged into the world of meteors.

‘You've picked out a very generous selection. ’

Just by opening his eyes, there were no monsters below the hazard rating of three stars.

Of course.

Some of the most dangerous monsters here were apparent.

Yooseong focused on the Greys again.

Through the stairs, there are about twelve of them leading a kind of white walkway.

And under the peak.

There were Greys greeting them.

There were hundreds of them.

There was no litter around the peaks, forming a fairly spacious square, but there was very little room left.

It was a landscape that implied a lot of facts, including that the Greys constituted an explicit society.

What are you waiting for? ’

Autohunting isn't just stopping because of the sightings.

It was a little lower than the peak, and it was stopping behind the top of the garbage mountain on the tallest axis.

Yooseong rolled his eyes.

Soon I could tell.

At the bottom of the stairs,

When Grey, who leads the hunters and monsters, arrives, the crowd that was escorting has split to the left and to the right.

Monsters blend in, but not for hunters, as if they had their own master.

Following the crowd's path, the Greys were dragging the hunters somewhere.

‘Report the result, or whether it is genuine. ’

When Yooseong is guessing his intentions.

The automatic hunting has moved.

Choo-choo-choo

The lightning bolt that Yooseong pulled out of the slot was already in one hand.

What's in the other hand is, likewise, the metal rods that Yooseong pulled out of the slot.

They were the arrows of a lightning bolt.

“.........! ”

I could feel the CE, Yooseong, surging in sheep more than ever before.

Are you using a tattoo? ’

Six tattoos engraved on his body.

Although each of them had special abilities, the basic principle was to create a liver organ that served as a core on human skin.

Therefore, unlike other hunters, for hunters with tattoos, the core itself was almost always empty.

It was because the activated core energy was stored in tattoos.

Likewise, Yooseong's core was stacking up activated energy in tattoos.

The only difference is that even the energy used up by the meteor's core will recover rapidly.

Regenerative energy gradually filled the tattoo.

Temporarily, Yooseong had hundreds of thousands of CE in one body to renew its maximum.

And that trait is,

Job-

It was being converted as a salt of the epilepsy through the lightning bolt in the hand.

-......

-.........?

In the crowd,

Grey notices something's wrong.

But that direction is not a hidden landfill.

Knng.

Right above their heads.

A swift stream of clouds appeared out of nowhere.

“I... I... I... will... yes..."

He didn't reveal his role until later.

A full-bodied CE like never before.

The pressure that pressed the body to the extent that the muscle bone screamed seemed to support the nerve corners with the Taser Gun after another drink.

I felt it when I grabbed the white bag.

This lightning bolt was not something that could be used comfortably no matter what I thought.

"I can't do it anymore…"

Cow, cough, cough.

A tremendous sound is heard, and five arrows are tied to the bow of the lightning bolt.

The target is the crowd, of course.

While Yooseong was‘ charging ’, it was the area where the Greys dragged the hunters somewhere safe.

The next moment,

‘...... A lightning rod. ’

Kuaang!!

A single lightning bolt falls on the meteor as it is.

“Grrrgh!!!! ”

It wasn't the Greys.

It was Yooseong who put the swift black cloud down.

It takes a lot of time to prepare for an automatic hunt.

the efficacy of lightning bolts,

It was a technique that was used by the original owner, Regen.

A lightning bolt from nature, as well as the salt that you used to have. Using a pure brain that is nothing compared to anything else.

Yooseong laid down a bow protest.

And then...

With a boom full of boom.

Five streams of thunder crossed between the meteor and the earth.

Kwa-ang!!!

As you fly, the shredded arrows that were crushed by Qi fade by more than half of their volume.

But that's enough.

Electromagnetic projectiles, actually.

At the point of five shots, there were the most dangerous monsters in the crowd.

But when those five feet hit the ground,

Only the results remained.

Soggy ground and rising smoke.

And the remains of something that once was a creature.

-.......!!

-............!!

I couldn't hear the monsters cry.

It's just that the Grays' mouths open, and their distinctive, almost silent screams and horrors come across the crowd.

Of course, in the meantime,

Kwa-aah!!!

The five new electro-permeable guns were fired at them without enuri.

Arkotodon -

A seven-star beast with strong shoulders stood as a barrier under the command of Grey, who controlled him, but he was useless.

The arrow went past him like a finger to the head.

The lower half of Acottodon was breathless for a moment, but the grey, durable monsters behind it, suffocate without a trace.

-.........!!!

Grey tried to find the pleural effusion, but it wasn't easy.

Kuang!!!

The noise of the artillery was echoing throughout the room, and the shooting was lightning.

Five flashes of light will close your eyes for a moment just by looking at it.

It was a pity for the Greys.

The monsters they were leading, they were some kind of army.

Not only does it have a high star, but its own system of roles is very tightly and efficiently woven.

For example, in the case of Acotodon, it served as a 'barrier’.

A single-star parasitic creature, NitroBat, with nerves, was embedded in the body of a long-range attack monster to handle melee, long-range, and even search.

Maybe if it was a good fight,

They might even be able to fight off a human army of the same size.

It was an easy way to defeat human hunters.

But if there's one thing I'm sorry about,

Whoever attacked them is not currently hunting.

Capture is not even in mind.

Concerns of harm to lives or property are the same.

There was only efficiency.

A desperate sneak shot to slaughter monsters as efficiently as possible, regardless of nothing.

Well, for comfort's sake,

Kuaang!!

At least Grey and the monsters won't feel any pain.

Not in the case of Yooseong.

Lightning bolt.

Every time a bunch of arrows are fired, lightning strikes from the sky are constantly ‘charging’ the meteors.

The maximum amount of pain regained once again.

But Yooseong did not lose consciousness.

Funny, but I find myself amazed.

A thirty-five arrow prepared by the automatic hunting of meteors.

A total of seven firing shocks were shaken from the head.

And I looked down.

Unlike the impact that remains on you,

Maybe it won't recover forever.

“....... ”

Outside where we can tear the crack right now.

Not even Natsville, where the U.S. military bombs so heavily.

"This power..."

A time when he might use it on himself.

Of course, it was a horrific idea, and Yooseong himself was aware of it and was incredibly unconscious.

But...

that the unconscious was going through.

Yooseong, on the other hand, is anticipating the possibility.

It has been the principle of Yooseong so far not to kill people.

Of course, no one in the world has a firm principle.

‘Hopefully nothing like that will happen. ’

I desperately wanted Yooseong.

Well, more importantly, the actions of others.

Goooo-

A blade was formed on one side of his arm.

Monsters and Greys Surviving the Cannon.

It was time for Yooseong to rush in to finish them.

- Stop it.

Voices.

The voice that was transmitted to the brain, not the ear, flew to Yooseong.

- Please stop...

The war that just happened.

As a result of Yooseong's overwhelming power,

It's like flying on a bargaining offer from the master.