Hunter of the Perished World

Krrrrrrr!

Abnormally, the Sarwin cloud vomited out the brains first. And soon, with a massive gust of rain, the earth was flooded with rain.

Shoot me! Rrrrrrrrrr!

“Uhhh! ”

“It's raining!”

Krrrrrrr!

The bad weather that started with a single bolt of lightning did not take a minute to bring a torn gust of wind and unexploded rain.

The shabby tent you set up to make your camp was pulled out in an instant and scattered into the air, and all the slatters you were working on were appalled.

Needless to say, Slater's camp had quickly become a ruin.

The sky shone and vomited lightning, and some were quite seriously injured by the hurricane winds and flying objects. Because it was night there, the visible distance was reduced to close to the extreme.

“What a fucking lightning bolt! ”

One slater screams at the whale, but the voice doesn't reach anyone else. It was such a turbulent storm.

This open field has little place to avoid the storm. The wind continues to flutter. This is no ordinary storm. Pretending to touch a spiritual place filled everyone's head with the idea that luck had been robbed.

Even though the storm was beating quietly, my face was warm and I couldn't even open my eyes.

If there was only one place to hide, it was right through the cave at the cliff.

Slatters realize that because communication was already impossible, they crawl almost to the breaking point. Some lost their sense of direction and wandered off into the wrong place.

Not many people were able to enter a cave where one person could barely enter. The slatters squeeze into it almost as if they were embedded.

“Don't push! Don't push me, you bastards! ”

“Come on, feet! Foot, foot! ”

“Su, choking.... ”

The storm did not stop while the fierce quarrel between those who had already entered and those who were about to enter. Ultimately, most slatters were attached to the cliffs and became mountain invoices that breathed little by little whenever the wind changed. The firing points everywhere were saturated, but they were turned into hell as soon as they entered.

“Chew…. What the hell is going on...? ”

“I didn't like it at first. You're a scourge because you tried to squeeze something suspicious like this! ”

Two slatters clinging to the cliff like a ripper shout.

Despite following Asura's orders, many slatters were reluctant to destroy such a place that seemed to be full of spirit. Everyone has a little faith in superstition, and the superstitions they know are not touching this place.

In fact, one way or another, the word "bewildering" hit a spiritual place and spread among the slaters. Some of the slatters stuck in the shaft are suffocating.

After one day like this, we really die.

This ominous trance does not seem to have ceased.

“You have to bounce. ”

Instead of being exposed to the rain overnight and found dead the next day, we have to find a place to escape this infernal rain. Whether you're looking for a ruin or a cave, you need to bounce off somewhere and find a way to live.

If we hang on to the cliffs like this, we'll only die in this cold storm. It was impossible to find the field commander of the slatters in this storm.

When people thought that they might all end up dead, it was definitely junk wagon that came to everyone's mind.

Everyone knows it's crazy to be running around in a junk wagon like this. I wonder if it's going right, and it could literally be torn apart by the wind like a piece of paper.

However, if you are going to die from this storm, you better do something and die.

A few jogged away from the cliff to the junk wagon parking lot.

Due to limited vision, someone jumps in the wrong direction.

No matter how strong the wind is, it's not enough for a lump of iron like a junk wagon to fly away. Due to the weather conditions that are impossible to run in, the slatters that jumped fell or lowered their bodies and crawled in clumps. We have to run everywhere and find a place to avoid the rain.

The relatively clever slatters pick out relatively large junk wagons and hide themselves in the cargo hold. As long as the cargo hold is within reach, it's a bit cramped, but you can avoid the rain.

Not all junk wagons have cargo compartments for people to get into. As some of them hide in the cargo bay, others start imitating it, and the garbage spreads, starting without even knowing if there's a slater hiding in the cargo bay.

Despite the unprecedented storm, the slatters are in a panic.

And some slatters drove their junk wagons off somewhere. At this rate, you can find rocky jaws or cliffs or abandoned buildings somewhere.

I was going to.

Ahhhhhhhh!

“Well, what the... ”

But they didn't go far, and they felt something rushing in the rain of darkness.

Kiheeheeheeheehee!

There's a wave of ghosts coming. The storm that arrived first left the slatters in chaos, and a wave of demons swept in to cook their prey.

A swarm of ghosts attracted by the interstellar energy of the Sealing Jinn spread like wildfire and swept through the satellite area. Originally, it was almost impossible for so many ghosts to gather. However, the energy emitted by the seals was strong enough to pick up the scent from a very far away place.

In fact, there is no reason for ghosts to be lured. Like wingworms in the light, ghosts are drawn to powerful spirits. These seals, sealed by immortals, recognize the scent of even the demons beyond the heavens.

The wave of ghosts arrives once, and even the ghosts are drawn near extinction.

And they started attacking the slatters with instinct.

“Huff-puff!”

Suddenly, a ghost passes through his body and a slater falls unconscious.

Similar situations were happening all around. Ghosts did not physically damage them as if they were crazy, but tormented their souls.

Overwhelming fear and fear.

Another catastrophe overlapping the bad weather is raging to tear the souls of the slatters apart.

Of course, the demons rushed to the celestial moon as well as under the cliffs. However, unlike the terrestrial planets, everyone hid in the Supreme Court, where they were perfectly able to cope with demons, and the demons were unable to attack the people of the Celestial Party.

Ghosts flock to a place where ghosts can roam.

“Huh-huh-huh…. Huhuhuhuhuhuhu!”

Tata, Tata, Tata!

Possessed slatters firing their guns.

“Die!”

Cock, cock!

“Mia, Mimi, Mimi, you crazy bastard! ”

Kukwabang!

Someone in the Wave Cave splashes a chipmunk and fires with the surrounding slatters. Someone who waved his head with dozens of weeds died spilling blood from a hole called the Whole Body Pit.

Some people were possessed and killed, or lost their minds and invoiced alive, or harassed by demons and hideous jugglers.

This situation that overlapped the storm was hell itself.

“What the hell is going on here? ”

Lamfil mutters nervously.

The group dodges an inclement weather in the armored car. And I was nervous about all kinds of auditoriums everywhere.

Fortunately, the ghosts were unable to enter the cramped armored car because the ultrasonic rate had set the margin for the situation. The ultrasonic rate was focused on the mind, sweating cold sweat in the cramped parchment installed in the cramped armored car.

“I guess they didn't stay still on Saturn either... ”

Gene was aware of the existence of the craniotomy and its effects. Jin briefly explains to the group what countermeasures were taken on Saturn. But it might be a good idea to burn it for a few seconds.

However, even if we reactivate the cranium, the demons will not retreat. So, when the situation was cleared up, we had to do a fairly large exorcism and salvage on Saturn.

Shamans are not supposed to drive out demons.

Shamans use ghosts more often than they chase them. Astronomers have studied the magic spells of the perm in particular environments, and this is more like what shamans really are.

“How are you holding up?"

The ultrasonic response to Gin's question nodded.

“Yes, fortunately it's almost a bust…. ”

Despite the sudden set-up of the margins due to lack of preparation, the ultrasonic rate was perfectly blocking the demons. Leona looks anxious as she feels the warm energy on the outside.

Things have changed. If the storm had stopped, many of them would have survived crawling in a junk wagon. But now that the ghosts have appeared, they've shot each other and the bombs have begun to explode, we have to assume they're nearly wiped out.

It's not good in the long run. Here, even if we win, the group will come back for revenge. After all, handing over the satellite is never going to happen, but right now, it's just a choice to keep this crisis in the future.

Shoot me!

The sound of the rainstorm hitting the armored car has caused a lot of noise to erupt. And no one has heard the engine sounds of the rough bike mixed in the thunderstorm.

You must know magic to fight shamans.

Slatters know how to kill people, but they don't know how to kill ghosts. There is no remedy because it is not easily accessible. Their weapons had no effect on demons, and the demons were running wild.

Slatters don't know how to kill demons.

But there is at least one.

The person who was riding in a two-wheeler car with his whole body soaked, was listening to roaring noises and loud noises in the fierce rain.

“ ……. ”

The scene of Abigail was not seen properly. The person wearing the mask of Asura was wearing black leather jackets and black leather trousers, and she could tell just as much thanks to the long black hair falling behind the mask and the silhouette of the leather outfit.

I've traveled a long way to manage another region with instructions for surrendering to the moon. I could not stay in one place because I was short of ten bodies to rule a vast area.

But I didn't think a satellite could do this kind of reverse engineering and do this kind of grand magic.

Parker!

Some demons rush in beside her, frying the light and vanishing into thin air. She looks at it in silence. There was no expression on her face, but the ominous energy in her body was clearly speaking of anger.

‘Strange.’

She walks through an unsettling ghost and overwhelming ideal climate.

‘This level of weathering is impossible unless it's heavenly. ’

She gets off her bike slowly and walks into a haunted area.

‘Are there any other archangels besides me and the priest…. Then the world is a lot bigger than I thought. ’

She slowly pulls the mask off her face, wrapping it around the left side of her head, obliquely. The pale white skin, red lips, and gorgeous facial lines clearly appeared in the lightning.

‘Or maybe the priest is playing tricks on us. ’

Why would that drunkard interfere with himself in any way? You can't tell even if you think about it. However, there may be a secret in this region of the moon that attempted to take over the tactical advantage by further discovering and capturing the magical advantage.

She pulls the scroll out of the bosom of her leather jacket. I made this arrangement out in the world.

As a celestial alchemist and an entrepreneur, she has written many tricks on her scroll.

Unlike the extraordinary rate at which she rushed to hide herself, she has explored how to use her powers quickly, accurately and powerfully.

It reminded me of a passage in the law, and the food was scattered into the air.

A kidney is perfect for catching demons.

As the prey gradually took shape, there were numerous warriors in the darkness who only had the brightness. Each and every one of the warriors in the suit is a kidney from the past. Someone has a spear, someone has a lunar calendar, someone has a knife, someone has an attitude.

In the past, it was just superstition, but kidneys are no longer superstition. The kidney actually has the power to eradicate the prey.

I went all over the world looking for the pulse of forgotten kidneys. It was a blacksmith who recreated a kidney by digging up a forgotten legend. Some shamans have found such old kidneys and made themselves guardians against them.

However, Asura uses them as spears, not as shields. The kidney, which was said to be more comfortable with shaman life, had passed by Azura. The kidneys became her practical shield and spear when she searched for many ominous places.

Although operations are limited in the fight of the fatherland, kidneys can't be as useful as this.

Hundreds of kidneys flew in front of her in shape and ordered a massacre.

“My eyes are dizzy, put them away. ”

With this silent nod, the kidneys of Baek Baek begin to rush around on spiritual horses.

Two or two!

Queek!

Queeee!

The sound of the kidneys slaughtering demons echoes through the sky with the sound of rough horse footsteps. Even the same archangel has a different class. She spent time sharpening her powers and creating countless amulets.

She pulls out a dull yellow orb from her chest. Then he stared at the orb and recited a single word.

“Excavate the spell." ”

Scary to the end, the murky beads are removed, and a shock wave erupts around the bead.

Boom!

And the raindrops that touched the shockwave began to retreat from afar, and the shockwave that reached the sky quickly swept away the clouds, as well as the storm and raindrops, like a broom. The rain stops in a single moment and the clear moon shines down on the earth.

Now there are only ghosts left, and the ghosts have been slaughtered by the kidneys indefinitely. Asura glances around a satisfactorily cleared storm.

Yongle nucleus, female head. To find this, she reaches to the land where the dragons have fallen asleep. I went to save Bondi's blood, but I couldn't, and I was able to save the molten core. The Yongnuke had enormous value and usefulness to take that risk.

[Darkborn Energy 19.94% close to alternative energy efficiency limit.]

[You cannot restore your maximum energy level with alternative energy.]

[Find the Devil's Blood.]

However, in order to use the molten core, it had to use that much energy. She frowns, looking at the message in front of her eyes.

How can I get what I can't get? But you don't have to save it. It's enough now. She stands under a clear night sky. Slatters trembling against the cliffs are puzzled when the sudden rain stops.

She shouts in her mask again.

“Your king is here! ”

With that single shout, the faces of the terrified slatters brightened at once.

“Here comes the king! ”

“We're alive! ”

Slatters start running beside Asura as if they were rescuers.