Blood of the Hunting God

"But we won, it's just that, with so many sacrifices..."

Solal, who was sitting leaning against a few pieces of gravel, shook his head, looked at the heavily killed and injured hunters around him, and sighed.

More than 20 hunters died in this battle, and most of them belonged to the team, veterans with a lot of combat experience.But in the face of such a powerful filth monster

In front of the beast, no matter how skilled and experienced he is, he still cannot escape such a huge sacrifice.

But, at least at this moment, the battle finally ushered in the end.Humanity has won once again.

Thinking like this, Solal looked silently at the huge corpse lying on the ground next to him, and looked at the corpse of the silent monster Horfus, which had begun to rot, and just kept silent without expressing any emotion words come.

【Silent Monster Horfors】

prey slaughtered

Chapter 130: The World

Where did the response come from? ? ?

After dealing with the worms, the hunter who parted ways with Abigail and rushed to other combat areas suddenly stopped in a daze.

Just at the moment just now, a huge invisible echo suddenly poured into his body, almost catching up with the sum of the echoes of the two powerful monsters he beheaded [Martyr King] and [Forgotten Knight Wreck]. Quantity up.Although the number of echoes does not necessarily determine the strength of the monster, an echo that is so huge must be the reward that can only be obtained by killing an extremely powerful monster, that is to say...

Soon, the hunter smelled the bloody aura spreading from the gradually dissipating black mist ahead.

There was a suppressed howling sound, which belonged to the heavy panting of a dying person.

The fighting nuns ran back and forth among the ruins. Most of them had consumed a great deal of strength. Many of them had even turned pale due to continuous release of healing spells, and fell to the ground even unable to stand still. Then he rested aside with the support of his companions.

Among the collapsed buildings, the hunter saw the corpses of two hunters who had fallen together. The woman who had lost her lower body and half of her head leaned on the shoulder of a man whose whole body was bloody and bloody. The combat nuns and medical staff who were going back and forth to treat the wounded didn't even have time to collect their bodies.

The hunter had a slight impression of these two people. They seemed to be subordinates of the man named Sangwi from the hunter team that had fought with Tardif.

What are their names?Have you ever heard their names?

It seems that it didn't come...

Continue to move forward, through more people coming and going.

For the hunter who was injured in the eye, the doctor pulled out the eyeball while his companion held him down.In the absence of anesthesia, the doctor could only do it directly, and the result was the howling of the hunter who was almost going crazy and the body struggling frantically.

A hunter whose legs had melted was lying on the pile of rubble and wailed helplessly. The companion next to him used a long sword instead of a surgical tool to cut open the half-dissolved leg bit by bit. Cut off and separate completely necrotic parts.Some novice hunters who couldn't help in the battle and were in charge of assisting rescuers obviously found it difficult to face such a scene, and some of them even vomited out because they couldn't bear it.As for the hunter himself whose legs had been fused, he had already passed out at the moment, and he was very lucky in a sense.

Shouts sounded from not far ahead, and some people carried the mutilated hunter's body quickly through the ruins, bringing it to a makeshift bonfire.The corpses of hunters who can be identified will be quickly registered, and then thrown into the fire and directly incinerated.The corpses of hunters that are too damaged to be identified will be kept temporarily, but only for a few hours at most, because the filth can quickly spread the deadly plague with a curse through the corpses. After the battle, there will always be a large number of missing persons, and there may be many corpses that were hastily burned without being able to identify them.

Hunters could smell the burning, scorching odor wafting from afar.

Moving on, there are more collapsed and dilapidated houses, more dirty blood, and dead people.

The corpses of those wolf monsters were purified one by one, and the scarred soldiers guarded the purified church personnel to prevent any wolf monster that was not completely dead from suddenly violently hurting people.

Not far away, a crazy woman threw herself on a crushed mutilated corpse and howled loudly, preventing the hunters who were responsible for burning the corpse from approaching.The hunter heard someone talking not far away. It seemed that the woman's two children pushed the woman out of the window at the last moment when the house was destroyed, allowing his mother to survive.

Messy sounds sounded on the other side, and people carried a dead body out of a barely intact building. It looked like an old man with gray hair, but he didn't look like he was killed by a monster, because the hunter saw the old man There was a purple strangle mark on his neck.

Suicide?

The hunter looked through the shattered windows of the building and saw someone inside undoing a hanging rope.Looking carefully, the hunter stared at the overturned sign in front of the house with a little surprise, and recognized that this place was the store where he bought biscuits for Abigail before.

When he walked to the main entrance of the store, the hunter saw four or five corpses that had already been loaded into the vehicle for transporting the corpses. There were old people, young men and women, and half-grown children.Most of the bodies are covered with gnawing marks and hideous wounds caused by sharp claws, which shows the pain in the process of their death.

It seems that these corpses should all be moved from the store just now.

That is to say, this family

The store probably won't be open anymore, right?

Remember Abigail said, those cookies taste good.

The hunter stopped and watched as the family was transported away. After a simple registration, they were thrown into the fire, burned into ashes under the blessing of fat, and no longer separated from each other.

The crying still didn't stop.

In the dilapidated town under the night, as the flames rose, the dark smoke rose and drifted away.

The whistling wind carried a bit of coldness, making the hunter at this moment feel a bit of indescribable solitude.

Different from Yanan in the vague memory, which has turned into a dead place rampant with monsters, Xingkong Town, such a bustling and popular place, has now turned into such a miserable appearance.

A sad voice sounded from the front. The hunter turned his head and saw another dead man being carried over surrounded by many wounded hunters.

This person is...

The hunter has a little impression of this person, because he has accepted the other party's apology not long ago. If I remember correctly, this person also had a fight with Tardif because he humiliated himself, and Tardif pulled out a tooth abruptly. .

"Sangwi the Hunter, you died a hero, may you rest in peace."

The hunter heard the eulogy read out by the teaching staff, and said that he had never paid attention to the other party before, and it was only at this time that the hunter realized that he did not know the name of this person.

Did you die as a hero?

The silent hunter finally just walked past this group of sad-looking people silently.

He didn't pay attention to this simple funeral, and he didn't pay attention to the appearance of the other party being thrown into the fire.He has seen enough of such things today, at least at this moment, he doesn't want to watch any more.

For myself, there are more important things to do.

The hunter who raised his head looked forward, and then saw someone sitting and resting against the wall not far away, one arm was hung by a rope, the other arm and one leg were wrapped in bandages, and he looked quite embarrassed after taking off his helmet Tardif.

And beside Tardif, Solal, who also took off his helmet and looked drenched in sweat and blood, was extremely exhausted.

There is also Disma, who is currently being tied up and kept in a coma. On his head, he can still see swellings that are obviously knocked out by metal objects. It seems that for hunters who are temporarily insane The system is too late to deal with it, so this method can only be used to ensure that such hunters will not cause trouble.

"You look like you just fought a big victory."

Tardiff, whose face hadn't dried off the blood and sweat, grinned.

No, you obviously won a big victory.

The hunter looked at the huge monster lying dead on the ground not far behind the two, and couldn't help but have such thoughts in his heart.

I probably know what happened to those sudden and huge echoes.

But having said that, it's fine if you can absorb the echoes of the small wolf monsters around you after being killed by hunters. Can such a large and powerful monster be transmitted to you even though it is still far away?

It is difficult for hunters to describe this feeling of getting something for nothing, um, how should I put it?Cool? !

hum-

But soon, the hunter heard some kind of sound in the distance, the sound of bursting, spreading the blood.

He turned around and looked at the several hunters who were leaving quickly beside him, and then realized that the battle was not over yet.

Chapter 130: The Arrogant Disciple

The smell of blood continued to spread.

Tremors came from the ground, and the enemy seemed to be far away, but the hunter could already feel the strong oppression.

And, why is it so familiar?

The frowning hunter stepped forward among the ruins.

Rumbling--

The violent tremor suddenly sounded again.

Some voices came from a distance, inaudible, extremely messy voices.

There are hunters gathering in that direction, and there are quite a few of them.

boom -

Another violent tremor, this time the hunter had to squat down slightly to maintain his balance and avoid falling.

A crackling sound sounded from beside him, and the hunter turned his head, clearly seeing a huge crack spreading from a broken wall beside him.

"You're here, Mister Hunter, it's a good thing you're okay."

The bloody breath approached from the side, and the hunter heard a familiar voice ringing out.

Turning his head, he saw Father Malman holding a long sword, blood all over his body, and a tattered robe.

His staff seemed to have been broken, and the remaining half was tied around his waist, and the long whip he had used before was also missing.Not only that, but the hunter also noticed that Marman had large and small injuries in many places, and his hands were also torn apart. It was hard to imagine that he became like this after fighting against such a terrifying enemy.

Apart from the earth-drilling worms and the silent monsters here, is there a third powerful monster that entered Starry Sky Town?

The hunter clearly realized this at this moment.

"Come with me, we need a powerful combat power like yours now."

Malman panting

Qi, did not use healing spells, but signaled the hunter to follow him quickly through the ruins.

Walking among the broken roads, the roaring sound was almost non-stop, and the hunter could feel that the thing that made the sound was gradually moving, constantly moving somewhere in the town, and gradually approaching a certain direction.

That direction...is the side of the church...

"I heard that you once confronted the caller Elvis and survived?"

Wiping the blood flowing from his forehead, Marman turned his head to look at the hunter who was following him.

No, that thing actually killed me.

The experience of being forced to ignite yourself and then go up to fight and then be killed is not a good experience. Until now, the hunter can still recall the feeling of burning flesh and blood all over his body.

However, it is naturally impossible to tell Malman about the resurrection, so the hunter just nodded.

"Then, I think you have already understood. That's right, the third powerful filthy monster that broke into this town is the caller."

Marman said with a stiff expression. Under the night, his cheeks showed a bit of dead gray in the firelight of the ruins.

Caller Elvis.

For thousands of years, there has never been a terrifying nightmare that hunters can kill.

There are lost legends that this abominable thing used to be an incomparable future hero, an existence that must be respected by the gods, and had a great power that ordinary people could not imagine before being polluted.

But after turning into a filthy minion, it became the most terrifying existence in the entire corrupt field.

No matter how elite fighters are, they cannot persist under its power, and even the most skilled warlocks are unable to destroy it.For countless years, this mobile natural disaster has been hovering over the wilderness. All attempts to wipe it out have finally ushered in failure, and few survived.Even in some heroic stories and legends, the hunter who survived the caller Elvis is enough to be called a great hero.

"After looking through all the ancient books, there has never been any information about the caller Elvis entering the town. This is the unprecedented first time..."

Marman walked through a relatively intact street, explaining the situation to the hunter in a low voice.

"It...maybe it was attracted by some kind of force, or it might be someone secretly leading all of this."

"But no matter what, this monster has entered the human world, and it is no longer just active in the wilderness like in the past."

"William and I have tried our best to mobilize nearly half of the hunters in the town, but to deal with this thing, crowd tactics are meaningless..."

"I know that this is a bit difficult, but Mr. Hunter, it is now the moment of life and death for the whole town. I know that you have already experienced a considerable battle, but I hope that I can continue to rely on your strength here."

Malman's voice is extremely sincere, or in other words, this man has never faced others with a hypocritical attitude.

The hunter thought back to the way the man stood next to the reformed children in the underground area of ​​the church, and then thought of the way the man fought to the death when the town was facing disaster.He couldn't help being a little confused, and it was difficult to understand this strange man.

Is this guy supposed to be a good guy or a villain?

However, in any case, at least for now, they are on the same front.

"..."

Clenching the meat saw tightly in his hand, although the hunter still didn't say a word, his killing intent already showed his attitude.

He will completely expel this horrible thing from this town.

"Okay, then, let us kill this evil thing here."

Marman's voice also carried a hint of coldness.

Wait, kill?

Now the hunter was a little confused.

Although the battle with the appealer Elvis in the wilderness was short, the hunter was quite impressed by the crazy voice and the extremely terrifying destructive ability released all the time.Even now that he has decided to face that thing again, the hunter just wants to use infinite resurrection to try to lure that thing away from the town, and he doesn't have the confidence to kill him at all.How about you, a human being without the ability to resurrect actually wants to kill this thing that is comparable to the ultimate boss?

"It seems that even Mr. Hunter, you don't have the confidence to deal with that thing?"

The expression on Marman's face did not change at all.