Blood of the Hunting God

Since then, he has been guarding himself, silently killing all monsters that dare to invade, and has been wandering in this ruined town every day, clearing away the approaching monsters, and bringing peace to this small refuge. Mr Hunter.

The little girl firmly believed in her heart that this silent guardian would be able to crush all vicious enemies.

Tick-tick-tick-

It seemed that some of them were not tightly wrapped, and the blood dripping from the bandage fell to the ground drop by drop.

Tick-tick-tick-

In the alcohol bottle that was thrown down because of a little haste during the bandaging, the liquid medicine slowly fell to the ground along the mouth of the bottle.

Tick-tick-tick-

On the meat saw that was covered with the twisted monster's flesh, the filthy and foul-smelling blood was dripping rhythmically towards the ground.

【Blood!Blood! !Blood! ! ! 】

A monster thirsting for blood, a thing that retains the appearance of a human, but whose limbs have been deformed and distorted to the point of being completely out of shape, howling, crying, begging, screaming and moaning, its body trembling, writhing, twitching, shaking, and crooked Then, one after another, they rushed towards the hunter in front of them.

What the hunter didn't tell Abigail was that there wasn't "something" drawn to the blood of the man he'd saved.

It was the bloodthirsty people in a small half of the town. Nearly a hundred of these twisted monsters came over one by one.

[Give me blood! ! ! 】

Felling over from mid-air was a woman who was crying and festering, her limbs had been twisted more than two hundred degrees.

click-

Moving footsteps, the meat saw slammed into the air, and the sound of sharp metal friction was accompanied by sparks that polished the darkness, followed by the flesh being torn and pierced, mixed with the sweet and bloody fragrance.

click-

The heavy blow hit the woman's already rotten head straightly, and the skull was shattered in one blow, almost the entire blade of the knife went into the face.

tear-

Then there was the extremely violent movement of the hunter, holding the handle of the knife tightly and pulling forward, the black rain of blood scattered in all directions, like a silent dance.The crying woman stopped crying, the split vocal cords were still vibrating silently, together with the pierced chest and abdomen trembling silently, finally quieted down.

The bloodthirsty monster that was split in half no longer thirsted for blood.

【Blood!more blood! 】

【Help!help me! ! ! 】

[There is still blood!kill me!Blood! ! 】

More crying didn't stop, those things were still approaching, and those things were still coming fast.

Their faces are ferocious and bloodthirsty expressions, twisted to the point that their facial features have been completely deformed, but the voices that come out of their mouths are indeed pleading and sad, as if they are seeking an impossible relief.

Are they really monsters?

Have they really lost themselves and lost their minds?

Hunters don't need to know the answer.

Kacha-! ! !

Taking a step, the meat saw deformed and flipped over, just caught the neck of a bloodthirsty man, and was violently torn apart by the hunter.

The dust was rolled up, and it was the hunter's footsteps that slid suddenly, and his body moved a distance of two or three meters in an instant, avoiding the two bloodthirsty men who rushed over.

Kacha-! ! !

The third transformation of the meat saw is that the hunter takes a step back to get out of the way of a sharp claw swung by a bloodthirsty man, and then swings the meat saw with his backhand.The deformed and ejected blade made up the distance that could not be reached originally, and with a heavy centrifugal force, it directly smashed the bloodthirsty man's sky cap.

Crack——Crack——

Crisp and pleasant, the sound of bones breaking apart and pieces piercing into flesh and blood.

Boom!

But what followed were more bloodthirsty people, sealing off the hunter's space to move.Finally, a violent blow hit the hunter, and the huge force sent the hunter flying out, crashing into a wooden cart on the corner of the street, smashing through the wall and falling into the hall of an abandoned building.

Even an ordinary individual possesses a power that is completely irresistible to human beings. This is why hunters have been avoiding these large teams of blood-thirsty monsters, and strive to hunt one-on-one every time. .

But today, it is not impossible to let go of the principle a little bit and stop being so cautious.

After all, even if it's really killing them all in one go, it's not impossible, isn't it?

The hunter stood up and stretched out his hand to block the claws of a bloodthirsty man rushing into the house. Before the other party swung the next blow, the hunter's fingers suddenly stretched out, piercing the monster's rotten flesh. The chest pierced through the ribs with a chilling crackling sound, directly pinching the squirming heart.

puff-

In the blood that spilled out again, it was the monster with a ferocious expression that gained eternal tranquility.

【Blood!give me blood! ! 】

【Give me blood! ! ! 】

One figure after another, they rushed over in a frenzied manner one after another.

Torn, torn, more limbs were torn apart at this moment.

Pierce, break, swing the blade, and let those fang-like teeth bring peace.

Injured, bleeding, they finally got what they wanted and made him hurt, but I bleed, do you have the ability to get it?

tear-

On the mask, the hunter who was also stained with ferocious madness, the scarlet eyes

His eyes seemed to be mocking these swarming horrors.

A dance, and another dance, called the dance of repose, for every corpse that leaves the grave.

In the blood, something seemed to emerge from these howling bloodthirsty people and poured into the hunter's body.At the moment they were killed, at the moment they were still forever, something seemed to disintegrate and pour into the hunter's being.

It was something like a sigh echoing in the blood.

click-

The meat saw, almost completely dyed black, decapitated the last bloodthirsty man.

Surrounded by collapsed houses one after another, they were shattered by the bloody fight.The corpses of those monsters were mutilated and shattered from the ground to the walls to the roofs of some buildings, except that they were no longer moving.

87 bloodthirsty people, half the size of a town, were all killed by the hunter's blade.

"..."

The blood on his body seemed to be on the verge of drying up.

There should have been some way to supplement it, but I couldn't remember it.

It seems that the original self should be stronger and not be so embarrassed, but I can't remember it.

The hunter staggered to the ground and stopped breathing.

【Blood... blood...】

【Need... blood...】

More bloodthirsty people gathered as if they smelled something, and stopped in confusion on the street full of corpses.

Only the smell of his companion's corpse, no fresh flesh and blood.

Why not?Obviously there was something a second ago.

The strong smell of the dead bloodthirsty covered other traces, and these monsters had no way to continue their pursuit and find the dilapidated library in the ruins.

And in a half-collapsed building a little farther away, the hunter opened his eyes, woke up in front of a lantern with a faint fluorescent light, stood up slowly with the support of several pale and illusory things, held the The meat saw that has become clean.

Looking down the street from here, I could see the monsters gradually dissipating.

Well, mission accomplished, time to go back.

He untied the lantern and held it in his hand. After seeing the pale and illusory creatures disappearing around him, the silent hunter pulled his mask, walked away from the small building, and headed towards the library where he lived temporarily. go.

Chapter 5: Touching

"La~la~la~?"

In the girl's soft humming, it was Abigail who, after treating the wound of Disma who was still asleep on the bed, put away the blood-stained tattered coat of the tall man and wiped his forehead. sweat beads on his face, then left the room and sat down on the bench in the hallway.

The hunter has not returned yet.

But the girl knew that he would return safely.

The taciturn hunter who always stays quietly in the corner with a meat saw in his hand.

After losing her memory and waking up in this strange place, she has been silently protecting her hunter.

Gently shaking her little feet, Abigail closed her eyes, leaned back slightly, and leaned her little head against the wall.In the darkness, the wind outside the building blew, and the little girl hummed a song in a low voice again, as if using the howling wind as an accompaniment, gently mobilizing her little emotions.

Actually, you don't know Mr. Hunter very well, do you?

He has always been so taciturn, has never said a word, quietly.

The mask covered his face, and he couldn't see the expression on his face, as if he wanted to hide his heart in this way.

But why do you still feel that he can be trusted and relied on?

call--

The sound of the wind gradually increased, blowing the bricks and tiles on the roof and making a sound.

To a child, the sound of this gust of wind is like howling ghosts and howling wolves, but Abigail, who was sitting quietly in the darkness, just closed her eyes, stretched out her hand silently, and put it on herself as if feeling something. top of the head.

Ah, I remembered, I remembered again.

At the moment when we first met, the hand on top of my head.

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"Ugh..."

At the beginning, it was because of the pain from the confusion of consciousness, and it made a low moan.

"Ugh...ah..."

Then, as the sight gradually became clearer, the sound of tinnitus sounded and faded away, and the smell of dust filled the nasal cavity, making her cough involuntarily.

Dirty, cracked wooden floors looked like they had been rotten and tattered, accompanied by a musty smell.

Dim moonlight shone into the house from the broken windows, the tables and chairs had been overturned, and the broken dishes were covered with dust, almost indistinguishable from the color of the ground.

where is this place?

At that time, the shrunken and frightened girl was just thinking like this.

I don't know why I came here, I don't know how I came here, I can't recall my past, I don't know anything except my name.

At that time, the girl whose emotions were tightly gripped by the fear brought about by the strange and unknown world shrank towards the corner of the wall, cringing, as if as long as she locked herself in a narrow corner like this, she could gain safety. cringe.

slam-la-

Then, the sound of the fallen wooden slats and sundries being turned over was heard.

That is a

The tall figure, wearing a hat, and well-styled attire seem to consider both practicality and gorgeous decoration. The mask covers the face that can reflect emotions, but leaves the position of the eyes so that the girl can see the moonlight. Those cold eyes that seemed to have no emotion.

slam-la-

Then, the tall hunter walked towards Abigail.

Those pieces of wood and sundries were kicked out loudly, the sound of heavy footsteps trembling on the wooden floor, the hunter's shadow turned into a huge shadow and completely covered Abigail.Silent, without a trace of emotion, his eyes stared straight at the petite girl. It didn't look like a human being, but a monster in human skin.

The cold light flickered. It was a strange weapon full of sharp jagged teeth held by the hunter, just like the fangs of a monster.

Terrifying and frightening, just looking at each other can make people tremble.

"You, who are you?"

"Don't, don't come, don't come!"

Unable to suppress her fear, the little girl even began to tremble in her voice.

thump—

The hunter's footsteps continued to sound.

Will he hurt himself?Does he make himself hurt?