Hunter of the Perished World

Luckily, the inn wall is thick, and the rifle doesn't penetrate the exterior of the building.

Wargrave wanted Ramfil alive, but here he was penalized for being an enforcer.

Wargrave enforcers don't die from a few shots fired. That's why the enemy is pointing a gun at you. The enemy doesn't even know there's a shaman in here, and with or without a hostage, it's as long as they have a target.

Hunters are never on the side of justice.

They are virtually close to hyenas and tend to be even more so if they are bounty hunters who make human hunting their business.

They could blow up a couple of buildings if they could kill Ramfil now. Hunters can do almost anything like Slater for their own purposes.

Solarium's hunters are now after Ramfil and have nothing to lose.

Ramfil was under the covers and chewing on such simple facts. Frey, who has just regained consciousness, is unable to concentrate on this random gunshot.

“What the hell! ”

Tata, Tata, Tata!

“Hunters are after us. Stay still.”

“What do I do?”

According to Elizabeth, Ramfil grips his teeth.

I can do this alone. But now Ramfil had to protect Elizabeth and Frey.

Gurgle!

A chipmunk rolls in through the pierced window, and Ramfil quickly retrieves it and throws it out the window.

Boom!

“Ugh!”

The tremendous noise made Elizabeth deaf, and Frey did not understand the situation. The building is not safe. If the enemy fires a grenade, this little room will turn into a mop.

We have to change our position. Ramfil doesn't know where the hunter is from to where he's being herded.

As Sosa pauses, Ramphil quickly brings Elizabeth and Frey out into the hallway.

“He's hiding underground. I'm their target. But they can think of enough to hold you hostage. So..."

After speaking up, Ramfil senses something ominous.

These guys left everyone behind. This may be to prevent unnecessary damage to civilians, but these people are not that nice.

Just now, the head of the nest, the commander, announced the start of the hunt, risking his life. What do you think those crazy bastards are gonna do when they leave everyone behind?

There were only three hunters waiting inside this building. It's much easier for hunters to occupy this building in the first place if there's a battle going on.

But I didn't.

"No way!"

“We have to get out of here. ”

“Where to?”

“Not here! Hurry up!"

Ramfil slams them on both sides and slams himself through the windows of the opposite building as if he didn't need to think.

And then...

Kukwakwakwabang!

The bomb buried in the basement of the inn building exploded and the building itself collapsed.

As expected,

They were thinking of burying Ramfil alive in the first place. All they have to do is bring Ramfil to Wargrave, and we don't have to disable him.

Simple, but incredibly violent.

“Ow!”

“Aah!”

Elisabeta and Frey scream from the impact of landing on this floor, and Ramfil rushes straight into the alley.

Tata, Tata, Tata!

Immediately, the shotgun hits Ramfil's feet, and Ramfil hurdles down the alley, moving between cover and cover. Luckily, the building was dense, so the alley was as complex as cobwebs.

Ramfil was very quick to judge the situation, and in this urgent situation it was always Ramfil's greatest asset.

Ramfil, who had kicked and smashed the bars of the basement building in the corner of the alley, pushed Elizabeth and Frey straight into it.

It would be safe here. Thinking I have to.

“Wait here. ”

“La, Ramfil! ”

Frey calls out to Ramfil with an anxious look on his face, and Ramfil wraps his hands around Frey's sheep balls.

“I'll be back. I'll be back. Wait. Okay?"

“Ugh, yeah. Yes.”

Ramfil swooped up onto the rooftops of the surrounding buildings, straightaway kicking up the walls of the building. Rapidly soaring into the air, Ramfil was able to turn the L20 into a rifle mode like an acrobatic and catch the eye of all the hunters herring on the rooftops nearby.

Heave-ho!

With the transformed L20 rifle in hand, Ramfil mutters, grinding his teeth.

“Now, look who's being hunted. ”

Flash!

The L20 laser rifle emitted a blue flash.

The hunters' response was quick and immediate.

As soon as the overwhelming advantages of the highlands disappeared, the hunters immediately switched the strike points and started shooting at Ramfil. The number of known hunters surpasses a hundred.

They're not all carrying assault rifles. Someone is combining grenade launchers, and someone is holding a sniper rifle.

And someone.

Boom!

He's got a sniper rifle.

Ramfil sees the hole dug through the side of the hidden stone wall and feels like his skull is glowing. Even if Ramfil has a cyborg and a Devil Hunter's Darkbone, he'll die if he gets hit like that.

Ashfile-grade Darkbone energy can match a chariot grape, but now Ramfil's Darkbone is a shell.

It is impossible to output that much.

‘Those annoying people.... ’

Ramfil shoots straight at the visible enemies, shifting his cover. With every flash of light, the ferocious hunters burst into the target point on the laser, with no exception, but there are too many enemies.

Tatattan!

Overwhelming shots, and sniper rifles piercing through shelters with no room to lift their heads.

Boom!

The breaths of the hunters were truly terrifying. Fortunately, it was a constant movement under the cover of fire, and if anything stood in place, the sniper would be caught in the crossfire without raising his head.

As a cyborg, it was a massive attack using a sniper rifle that didn't kill you when you were incapacitated.

"Tsk."

I've got a lot of weapons ready for this.

My daughter.

Ramfil removes the clip from the flare gun at a distance from the extraction point, then counts the time.

And then...

Boom!

I threw it high in time and slammed my head to the ground and closed my eyes.

Flash!

After a flare bang explodes from the sky, Ramfil heads up and leaps to another building.

“Ahhhh!”

“Eyes! My eyes! ”

“Flashbang!”

Wargrave Soldiers don't use flares, but Ramfil's been out in the world for almost three years now.

I'm used to fighting Humans.

Flash, flash, flash!

Ramfil slaughtered the hunters, splattering his rooftop across the landscape as his enemies were slaughtered by the L20.

However, the hunters are also good, and some skilled hunters have taken cover as soon as they see Ramfil thrown into the air.

Hunters are clearly worse equipped than Wargraves.

But they have always acquired the skill to make the hunt impossible.

Dig a trap and ambush it.

Ramfil clears one of the rooftops and crosses over to the next, pretending to have been hit by a flare bang underneath, watching an enemy in protective custody lay with a gun pointed at him just coming up.

Ramfil is now quite adept at fighting Humans.

But it wasn't a battle with hunters.

They look at the absolute opportunity and know how to kill their breath. Ramfil's enemies were mostly life-threatening, and Ramfil knew how fear based behavior was expressed.

Because I knew how those who feared death moved, I was able to kill my enemies. Wargrave is on the move, and Ramfil is able to respond to knowing the operation.

Slatters are terrified to death.

But just like the dean of the nest gave me my share and sent up a kill signal.

No hunter fears death.

That's why skilled hunters are the worst enemy for Ramfil. Because they are castrated, they even use the behavior of enemies who use fear.

Ramfil is now perfectly exploited.

“Oh my…. ”

As time stands still for a moment, the eyes of the hunter who is aiming for him intersect with the muzzle, Ramfil. It's too late to counter fire. No matter how powerful Ramfil is, he can't dodge while he's in the air.

You can't follow a hunter's finger just by pulling the trigger once you've finished aiming.

Like one laser is enough to kill an enemy.

The enemy also,

One shot to defeat Ramfil is enough.

Even a hunter pointing a gun at him knows that a shotgun isn't the best way to defeat Ramfil.

A pump-action shotgun loaded with slugs.

Boom!

“Huff!”

The shotgun fires and hits Ramfil's right chest with authenticity.

Heave-ho!

“Ugh... ”

The circular ramfil sighs terribly, and the hunter reaches out and reapplies the shotgun to Ramfil's shoulder.

Boom!

“Huff!”

Boom, boom!

A hunter you don't know.

The dean of the nest is dead, and he's not even in charge of this hunt. He's just one of the many hunters here. It's no different than the dozen hunters Ramfil killed in this short battle.

However,

Boom, boom!

“Huff!”

He breaks Ramfil.

Those are the hundreds of hunters Ramfil is dealing with.

So it's probably natural for Ramfil to lose. Ramfil's chest was crushed, shoulders smashed, and knees shattered.

“Ugh, ugh... Cough! ”

Throwing up blood, Ramfil saves him from being helpless.

So easy?

Ramfil has broken through the siege of countless Wargrave Soldiers. A Lamfil that slaughtered many slatters unharmed.

A Lamfil who had the upper hand in the battle against the dreadful White Witch Frey.

But barely.

A shotgun just looks like this?

Ramfil could not believe the situation. It was hard to believe the situation was now disabled by a hunter carrying only a shotgun, not by battles with chariot grapes or cyborgs.

“Too confident is the easiest prey. ”

Ramfil bites his teeth as the nameless hunter looks down at him, muttering unconsciously.

Ramfil finds himself at some point arrogant.

Being arrogant, I was not cautious, because I was confident that I could somehow get through this alone. You move recklessly, allowing the ambushing hunter to strike. The enemy, on the other hand, waits for one moment to disable himself, holding his best weapon.

The biggest enemy was not a skilled hunter, but himself who had always won.

Ramfil's words are pitifully stuck in his heart.

It's not your first defeat.

But it is not the White Witch, Demon Hunter, or Wargrave that has brought us this terrible defeat.

He was a hunter in a shabby coat who didn't even know his name.

“The world is vast. Shot.”

He only smoked one cigarette. Ramfil grips his teeth.

‘Not yet, not yet. ’

However, the body does not listen to words. The cyborg reinforcement frame didn't crush your body, but you were hit by a shotgun bullet at close range. The body should be considered nearly crippled.

However,

Ramfil is no longer Ramfil of the past.

[Impossible body damage detected.]

[Dark Bone Energy Remaining, 0.00%]

[Forced physical restoration using physical energy.]

And then...

Ramfil felt the Darkborn quickly reconstruct its body using its own lifespan.

The hunter finishes his hunt and doesn't give Ramfil much attention as he fires a flare.

And the moment he turned his head, Ramfil was already standing behind him.

“Uh, how? ”

“You're right. ”

Squeak!

Ramfil smashes the hunter's head in one swoop, and his head bursts open without a second reaction. Flying brains and flesh.

“The world is vast. Hunter.”

Ramfil returned what he had received.

If it wasn't for the Darkborn, it would have been disabled there.

Remembering that, Ramfil continues the fight. Unlike any other enemy you've encountered so far. Each hunter is skilled in deception and deception.

Because everyone fights in a different way, the hunter cannot be seen as a shaped enemy.

We didn't know it when we were traveling together, but it made Ramfil realize how annoying and annoying it was to be a hunter.

That's why Ramfil reacted a little more cautiously, a little more sensitive. You do not move quickly, but take cover and sometimes climb up to the alley, sometimes to the rooftop, to confront your enemies.

Enemy weapons were also varied.

Shotguns, grenades, sniper rifles, buckshot for rifles.

Most of them could be fatal if each one was hit. I didn't know who would attack, and I didn't know what tricks to use.

The sniper rifle pierces through the cover for a long time, and the enemy's space grip is strong enough to keep moving.

That's why the fight was almost consuming.

Tata, Tata, Tata!

Ramfil jumps out of the pouring saturation into the alley and rushes out to change position. Just a few steps across the building wall, he leaps up to the roof, shoots two people before the hunters react, and then runs back down the alley.

But even then, the hunters responded.

Phage job!

Pulse Bomb!

Pulse bombs drop there, causing a powerful EMP wavelength, just as frightening to watch Ramfil drop.

EMP is a rat poison for cyborgs. It does not become incapacitated, but the computer system embedded in the body temporarily fades away.

Ramfil ran down the alley feeling a significant drop in body function in no time.

“Crazy bastards... ”

High-fire weapons had their own way of controlling the cyborgs. The slaughtered hunters have now surpassed thirty, and Ramfil is getting weary.

However, there are more survivors than dead hunters.

The more allies die, the more violent they become, rather than more terrified or terrified, and they throw a hidden spleen at each other.

This is too much. Hunters don't think so.

We're almost there. Like I was even thinking about it.

The hunters were persistent and fierce.

“Hah... Hah..."

With his physical abilities down due to the impact of the EMP, Ramfil was exhaling from the corners of the alley.

Tatattan!

Once again, the hunter finds Ramfil's location and fires his rifle, jumping in the opposite direction. Ramfil's tiredness has caused him to lose his concentration.

Maybe that's why.

My daughter.

Ramfil runs through the alley and realizes too late that he hit the handrail.

"Oops!"

Kukwakwakwabang!

“Grrrgh!"

Hunters find the best way to deal with their enemies.

Ramfil moved back and forth between the rooftops and the alleyway, and someone else installed a booby trap.

Ramfil barely gets up after rolling the floor a few times, being pushed into an explosion.

“Th-those bastards... ”

It doesn't have the power to regenerate as harmless as the White Witch.

Not as overwhelming as the dinosaurs you encountered at the Hive.

It is not surprisingly powerful, as Ashfile has shown.

But I had never been so persistent, bizarre, and annoying.

Ramfil was detecting a booby-trap made of a new handrail. Once you've been hit by an explosion, you're just one step closer to death.

Don't get hit in a row.

And then...

Hunters take one more step from there.

The bombs they planted were not just booby-trapped, some were remotely explosive.

You set off a remote bomb installed by hunters who saw the booby-trap explosion and knew its location.

Kukwakwakwakwakwabang!

The act of not caring how many buildings fall around it was crazy enough for them to become enemies of Solarium even if they end up hunting Ramfil like this.

That might mean that the hunters at Solarium are that great, but it was the worst for Ramfil.

“Ugh... ”

Ramfil is exposed to multiple explosions and sees collapsing buildings pouring down on him.

One time, I was careless and lost.

So I moved carefully this time and did not hesitate.

But even without being careless, Ramfil is once again defeated by the hunters. No matter what I did, the persistent attacks of hunters who were digging for weaknesses were insurmountable.

Hundreds of hunters.

It was a much worse nightmare for Ramfil than it was for the Wargrave Armored Forces at this moment.

Kuku Gugu Bow!

The collapsing building crashes over Ramfil.