Hunter of the Perished World

There's no commotion. Shudha sprints from the Node, waving a flag, and the angry people gather beneath her, regardless of whether they can resolve their rage.

The collections and shelters that were set up in the city in the tower had already fallen and have been reduced to ashes, and the commoner's officials, who were the nobles' slaves, were strangled on every street and were no exception to their families.

People hated those who bullied the nobles more than the nobles.

It was happening in front of the parents, killing the child and tearing the parents apart in front of the dead child.

They do not hesitate to find and kill those who oppressed them, and their streets flutter with blood. The nobles are in the tower, but there are many other things to kill besides the nobles.

Those with noble crests and those who whispered the noble's name hung from the spear after their throats were cut.

Ramfil felt frightened as he watched the rage turn into madness. People were laughing, killing people. I couldn't find a single piece of guilt on anyone's face.

It was a slaughterhouse when we looked closely, but the view was like a festival when we looked from afar. Ramfil was also accustomed to killing, but was confused by the massacre of these crowds.

“That's scary.”

Not everyone in the city has ever seen such a scene, and Saladin mutters in a cold sweat.

“I agree.”

Lamfil also felt a similar feeling to Saladin. Apart from him, we don't yet know what these angry mobs will do.

“I might seal off the tower and attack it with mortar fire." ”

“Maybe they'll choose to be driven out. ”

The luxury and wealth of the tower is never self-sufficient. If there are no taxes, and the food supply is blocked, the tower will collapse on its own. That's why the collapse of the tower was self-evident, as long as people had already taken it up.

Of course, it was a conjecture that no one knew the truth about the bomb buried underground. Saladin chuckles.

“With this mad crucible, I wouldn't worry if the revolution succeeded. ”

A land that does not require hunters.

Salahadin had no idea that this madness would bring about such a world. This was just violence, and it was going to cause even more chaos. Then the hunter has more work to do.

Saladin mutters and continues to walk, worrying for no reason.

Soon, they arrived near the outer wall.

“Good thing you didn't shoot us before we went in. ”

Ramfil mutters as if annoyed, looking at the outer wall.

A large number of soldiers died in the turret. Angry crowds are angry, but not foolish. You do not fool yourself into the turret kingdom on the outer wall as long as you almost become a bullet fodder.

Salahadin tries to leave the alley.

“I'll go first. You can ask for protection by showing them the family crest. ”

“No, if they shoot, it's dog death. I'll go.”

Of course, Ramfil didn't intend to send an important aide into the beehive.

“... If you can do this for me, isn't it a human psychology? Your reaction, I'm surprised. ”

“I am a Gigaframe-grade cyborg fighter. ”

There were other secrets, of course, but I didn't intend to tell you there. Of course, Saladin was a megaframe, so he didn't know what to say. It's just a guess as to the fact that Ramfil is a cyborg fighter.

“Are you okay getting shot? ”

I don't know about the past, but I don't anymore.

“‘That much’. ”

“Hey, that's a 12-millimeter machine gun. You can get away with that? ”

“I'm not lying. ”

Clearly, the harsh machine gun was unlike any other assault rifle in terms of firepower. Although not a monster that eats 20mm rounds like the NTW20 Jean uses, Salahadin was hard to understand, saying it was okay to get hit with a machine gun that fueled it.

Of course, it was because he didn't know Ramfil.

“Good…. Once someone talks, tell them they're protected by the Windell family. I'm not gonna shoot you. Be careful."

“You'd better not shoot. ”

Lamfil adds with a bloody smile.

“You don't want to die. ”

Saladin ponders briefly.

The truth is, they're all lies, and Ramfil might just be a lunatic.

Whatever Saladin is thinking, Ramfil walks out to the outer wall.

"If you don't want to die..." ’

Maybe it's time to meet Leona.

He was unfamiliar with Leona's tone.

Glug! Glug!

Gaaaah!

Gene tears one of the disabled medium-sized Lycanslopes with a single swing of a steel blade and looks around. The steel blade that draws the Dark Bone energy is like a whip that crushes everything it touches.

I was activating night vision, so I didn't need a lantern in the dark.

Gene smiles bitterly as she slowly sees the blue chip extracted from the corpse with the extractor inserted.

There's no need to live on chips anymore. Nevertheless, he couldn't fix the habit, so Gene was still collecting chips.

Like Saturn, the obsession with the chip did not disappear, even if it was sealed in the soul. All kinds of monster hunts go back to the days when Gene was a demon-hunter.

The dizzy creature can no longer bother you without threatening Jean's life. The unused underground tunnel is wide, and monsters prowl about, of course. Gene walks through a dark tunnel, looking for the creature's movements.

Darkbone energy has always maintained 100 percent, and Gene's heart now automatically produces pind blood.

You don't have to take the chip, you don't have to take the demon's blood. What Ashfile's death brought to Gene gave him powers he could not have imagined.

Nevertheless, Gene did not abandon his obsession with efficiency, as was his obsession with chips. That's because Gene lived for 200 years, half of whom were demon-hunters, and half of whom were hunters.

I lived a hundred years with the power of an unbeatable man, and I lived another hundred years without the power. That's why I couldn't erase my time as a single hunter.

That is why Gene has not thrown away any more of the unnecessary weapons.

Gene met Leona as a hunter. Jinn also knew that the demon-hunter and the hunter had lived a completely different life.

The Demon Hunter Gene was a murderer, a madman, a demon-hunter.

Jin, a hunter, is just a wandering romantic with only one goal-- to survive. I had no purpose, no strength, even though I was mad.

Thus, Gene gained more full power than in the past, but sometimes he was reluctant to go back.

Leona couldn't figure out how to accept herself. Demon hunters often find it hard to understand even the same demon-hunter.

The way Ash files were treated even negatively. Demon hunters are hard for ordinary people to understand, and even extraterrestrial beings are reluctant.

So, Gene couldn't figure out whether Leona would accept what she had turned into.

I won't give up the Dark Bone's power, but I'm not going to use it too actively.

Monsters roam the long abandoned tunnels. Gene suddenly wonders as he walks down the tunnel.

‘Abandoned for a long time...' Hmm... '

For that matter.

Something...

And even before finishing his worries, Gene could see something.

In a space connected to the other tunnels, which acts as a hub, there is a pile of stuff piled up so hard that it reaches the ceiling of the tunnel. It wasn't a natural pile of rocks or dirt.

‘Cement...? ’

It was something with cement on it. Gene was able to guess its use without difficulty.

You stacked something up and covered the cement so the monsters roaming around wouldn't touch it. What in God's name could you possibly have stored in this basement to do such a useless thing?

Ordinarily, I'd pass by, but Leona is in the city of the tower.

If there was anything suspicious, Gene needed to figure it out. The pile of cement was more than seven meters high and was considerable circumference. It looked like that would be the shape of a giant seal made of cement.

Gene approaches around a massive pile of cement, extracting dark bone energy from his fingertips and slowly and seamlessly cutting it. It was a careful gesture because I didn't know what was inside.

And little by little, I could see Gene in there, tearing the cement apart and crushing it.

“ ……. ”

There was a heavy metal box in it, not one.

Inside the pile of exposed cement was a subtle filling of such boxes. I don't know what it is, but Gene noticed that this cement was covering a lot of these boxes.

Gene, who examined the box, was able to check the wires and devices that were there and make a decision.

‘Super High Capacity Chip Buster.... ’

It's clear what it is.

This is a bomb. One box is enough to blow up a building.

What if it's stacked this high?

It would show you enough explosive power to literally blow this area up. Gene pulls back slowly from the box after the nonsense has disappeared.

‘There's no progress...' This could be progress, too. ’

It's easy for Gin to guess the bomb and its use. Gene has seen a lot of what the people who have done to keep it from being taken away, and that makes it hard to understand, but not hard to guess.

These bombs lie in the depths of the earth, waiting for orders to be issued one day.

‘Hmm…? ’

Gene could also find another unusual part.

“This... ”

Gene saw that and couldn't stand the laughter.

Glug! Glug!

Then, you hear the sound of a monster approaching from afar.

“Fun place, after all. ”

Gene pulls out his steel sword and starts loosening his hands.

Leona's in trouble now.

“Damn it…. ”

You walk down the tunnel with your lantern turned on, and Leona feels extremely devastated.

“Why…. Really?"

“I'm in a bit of trouble. It's hard to explain... ”

I couldn't raise the spirits. A moment ago, mental fatigue was no joke, either because I had put all my strength into blowing up the iron gate. Even the rolling mint on the ground was hard to detect.

I tried to call him quietly, but he didn't show me that he didn't understand his intentions.

Otherwise, you might have run away saying, "This is a time to lose control." A powerful monster doesn't have the power to wield it.

In the past, monsters didn't attack Leona, nor did they actively help her. The status quo is the same as the situation where the witch's power was not available at all.

Soon, it was no longer a voluntary or targeted situation to receive Gurmin's help.

Rudy was walking this tunnel relying solely on Leona.

Kick, kick! Glug!

You hear the screams of the monsters around you, and Rudrey is terrified because she didn't think this tunnel would look like this.

“When the monster comes.... What do I do?”

“Stay close to me. ”

Even if the Psychics can't be used, the Witch and Leona won't be attacked by monsters. But there's a problem. Shortly after meeting Gene, Leona had no use for the psychic.

Clearly, even back then, the monster didn't attack Leona.

However, the Gene next to him attacked as many times as he could. He doesn't know it, but the monsters may be attacking Rudred.

I used my mind to force it, and it consumed all my strength.

Most importantly, the monster was not the problem.

If there is an underground tunnel, Leona has a good sense that there will be monsters there.

The original plan was to get the exit information from the monsters coming through here and disrupt the pursuers. But right now, we have no information on how to get out of the underground tunnel, and we can't distract the pursuers.

Ironically, if the monsters you thought could be used as absolute allies wanted to attack Rudrey Windill, Leona had to fight the monsters.

Leona had no idea how long it would take for the psychic wave to recover to its available level.

It may not be a matter of a day or two, as Frey used the foreign body's power and was unable to regain his strength for two years.

Ludrey is walking next to Leona, like Leona said. Seeing Leona's unusual expression, Rudrey also sensed that the situation was getting worse than expected.

“What if I detonate the bomb...?" ”

Leona grips her teeth as if she didn't want to think.

“You'd better hope that Shimach Wyndril chooses as Rudrey Wyndril's parent, not as Mister Wyndril's. ”

You need to want to feel more irrational but unable to hurt your child as a parent. Ever since Rachael opened the door, the incident started to flow rapidly. Staying in the tower was dangerous, and going outside was dangerous.

Leona was not one to sit idly by and wait for her fate. That's why I entered this most dangerous underground tunnel.

“Don't be afraid. ”

I promised Rudy Windill I'd show him the world.

So, Leona was going to keep that promise.

I survived without being distracted. Such forces were given to him additionally, but he felt he should not rely too much on them.

That's why Leona lived as a hunter. The easiest way for you, not to eat blind money while hunting monsters. I fought and fought as a bounty hunter while fighting my enemies.

Leaning against her essence as a witch, she thought it was a sin to just be drunk with her strength and live in a path that was too easy.

Constantly thinking that his power is not absolute.

I struggled to survive.

Leona waits for the day to see Gin again. When I ran into Gene again, I constantly thought about who I might be.

There was always one answer.

I'm Leona.

Not a witch.

"Hunter" Leona.

I wanted to be able to confidently say. I want to face him again like that in front of Jin.

I was born a witch, so I have no choice but to live as one.

I was born a witch, but Leona desperately tried to live as a person, to speak freely.

He raises his gun.

“I think there's a tracker coming. ”

The sound of a human foot sounds like a hallucination from a distance, and Rudrey mutters anxiously.

The sound of the chaser's footsteps approaches from a distance.

Leona hides herself in the dark in a gap in the tunnel, waiting for them to get close.

She's not a child anymore.

Leona feels the weight of the AKM in her hands in the dark. It was a rifle that Gene made for little Leona.

Leona measured the length and weight of the rifle and smiled.

‘Now, it's small. ’

Gene's weapon is now small to him.

If I see Gene again, I'll ask him to make another rifle for me. If you can't afford it, you can ask him to buy it.

Leona smiles, overwhelmingly happy to imagine it.