Hunter of the Perished World

Frey wasn't offended by wearing enemy clothes, but he seemed to be in a rather complicated mood.

I changed my clothes and got enough supplies for the trip to Srinagar. I will stay here today and tomorrow and depart.

Even if it is safe, it was a battlefield, so the whole group decided to stay in the same room. The house itself was large enough for five people to stay.

Leona is sitting in a chair, rearranging her firearms. Though I may be able to use my psychic powers, the weapon has kept Leona alive all these years. That's why the gun was always kept clean in Leona's hands.

“Quiet.”

Leona mutters dazed.

“The war seems to have subsided for a while. The command is fully retreated towards Kabul, and the Allied forces are descending the mountain ranges to regroup. ”

As long as there is no way to deal with Asura and the supersonic, the enemy is forced to retreat, and the Allied forces are also maintaining their forces. It was like the night before the storm, but it was definitely quiet right now.

The rest of the group rests, and Elizabeth, who needs the most rest, similarly sits across from the camp preparing her weapons and watches the pierced window.

“I've never been to a place like this. ”

“Of course.”

At Gene's words, Elizabeth nods quietly.

“Do you feel anything special? ”

“I can feel it. Not as a shaman, though. ”

It was a feeling I felt when I walked past the encampment and into this castle.

It's full of faces and faces of everyone.

“I feel the despair of many people. ”

Obviously, they made it to the end of the battle, but there was no joy in anyone's face. Regular warfare, of course, does not bring joy to victory. There is no assurance that people will die until the war is over, and that they will not be excluded from themselves.

If you think about yourself who will die there and become a corpse, it is even weirder not to despair.

This war only brings despair to all of Pia. The whole thing is a commandment performed by Asura, and this group is on the move to seek her help worthy of being called evil.

So Elizabeth couldn't hide her distraction.

“Why does Asura want to be king of the world after doing this? ”

Elizabeth hesitates, and Gene shrugs.

“I don't know. ”

The devil hunters dreamed and thought being king of the group was part of it, but they didn't wonder why.

Thinking about it, no one knew why Asura wanted to rule the world. Gene only dismissed it because it was a dog. I could only surmise that there would be some belief.

This happens in a single war. It may not have been Azura's idea that the Red River appeared, but it is certain that Azura will not stop when that happens.

“I don't know why, but I know how. ”

“How?”

“Fear is a very easy means of eliciting submission. ”

There is, of course, fear of Azura in people's despair. Despite not having a proper conversation with the soldiers, there was widespread despair and horror.

In addition to the group that originally ruled, Wargrave was also terrified of Azura. Rather, the fear is even greater because it is not under the control of Asura. Gene was overwhelmed with horror and despair, but he could only figure out how Azura wanted to rule the world.

“If the war ends with a group victory, it will be easy for Asura to swallow the Wargrave. ”

God rules over life and death. How can it be so terrible to kneel to that god?

In fact, it is not that different from God. Tactical predictions of the enemies by calling the rain, resurrecting the dead, and striking the dots are inevitable.

Jin was able to see the fear of Azura from the commander in chief here.

So there's nothing to talk about. Everyone originally thought that Azura was a fanatic, but the more they went through it, the more they got bored and later accepted it.

Asura is truly an unworthy creature fit for a king. Thus, Azura would rather bring obedience to itself out of their despair and fear.

I say submission, but it would be more like submission. Despite Gin's suggestion, Azura was able to jump a dozen flights of stairs in an instant towards his goal of becoming king of the world if he successfully completed this war.

That's what it means to have Wargrave.

“If Asura becomes the king of the world, what a world…. What would it look like?"

Elizabeth was afraid.

What kind of world would a man dream of becoming king by using the power of a commander look like? No matter how much I think about it, Elizabeth just doesn't think it should happen.

Gene thought differently about what Elizabeth said.

‘And how many people must be sacrificed in the dreams of monsters. ’

The words Ivan de Calz said as he was dying were in my head.

The dream of Asura has already eaten many people's lives. Carls' dream will probably be no different.

And yourself.

How many people's lives will your dreams consume.

If you give up being a demon-hunter, the essence of it doesn't change. Isn't happiness the most dangerous dream in a world where happiness has become a cheap joke?

Gene is trying to kill Carltz just to grab happiness. Jean knew that her dream was no different from Azura.

I'm not sure of anyone here.

Participation means standing by Azura and fighting, and helping Azura by not knowing what will happen after Azura rules the world.

Because of this, Elizabeth is not happy to accept this situation.

“Is this really the right thing to do? ”

There was only one thing Jean could say to Elizabeth, who was mumbling nonsense.

“It's a rough world to live in. ”

In the end, it is a world that is hard to walk properly. In this situation, even thinking about Khaltz was overwhelming, there were too many things to assess even Azura's intentions.

And away.

Kwam! Kwam!

You start to hear a loud noise.

It was a long way, but everyone was nervous about the noise.

“Is it an attack?”

Ramfil gets up from his seat, and he gets up along the way.

“Sounds pretty far, let's check it out. ”

If there was a battle on the battlefield, then the fight was likely to be massive. And Frey's strength has not yet been restored, but it was premature to join the battle.

Jin leaves the burinake room, and Ramfil follows.

Boom, boom!

Hearing the distant explosion, Leona quickly combined the parts and finished loading them, and her hands were clearly skilled.

Heave-ho!

After finishing loading the bullets, Leona looks out the window, relaxed.

“I hope it's nothing... ”

Elizabeth may have remembered that Frey and Leona had been at war. I watched unrealistic people die as an army and an army collided. Frey slaughters it with his own hands, and Leona tramples people with a monster.

As a butcher, they knew how easy it was for a man to die. Death disappears after a certain degree.

It just unfolds before my eyes like a landscape.

Leona's expression hardens to gauge the noise and her distance.

As a result, it was as Leona wished.

“It's nothing to worry about. ”

Galahad, stationed in Castle, has solved Jean's question.

“What kind of commotion is this if not hostile? ”

“The undead.”

“Undead?”

Ramfil has a dangerous aura of Galahad in front of him, and the word Undead echoes through his head.

The Indus River flows near Islamabad, and of course it is the Red River. The monsters who drank the river became undead. Everyone in the vicinity fled or died.

That's why it's easy for the undead to target the undead.

Therefore, this was an invasion, not an invasion.

“Monsters and people, all of them dead at night, are being haunted all the time. ”

The undead who were silent in their faces have raided at night, and the battle against the undead has already become almost routine at this outpost. Monsters are not intelligent, and undead, especially active at night, attack the base in droves through the darkness.

“It's not dangerous, so don't worry. ”

No matter how dangerous the undead are, this is an Allied Node with Wargraves and groups. You have enough firepower to burn the Undead.

Galahad doesn't have to go out on his own. The undead aren't attacking systematically with the will, they just rush into the garrison at night.

I'm not an undead enemy. It was just a nuisance that I needed to reinforce the night guard.

Gene and Ramfil returned to their quarters, saying Galahad had had nothing to worry about. This place didn't fall apart in the Undead. However, Jin's expression was not so good.

“Are you worried about something? ”

“Well…. It's just snow. ”

The undead are just a nuisance. However, the undead who were revived by the strong-willed rebellion would not be under Asura's control.

A third enemy appeared, never to be seen as a blessing in this war. Above all, the command post was Kabul, and the area would be relatively less affected by undead and river water.

Soon, only one enemy was added to the Allied forces.

Even the smallest variables can create a surprising situation. Therefore, Gene was not sure whether he could regard the situation as just a ‘nuisance'.

“I hope nothing more troubling happens. ”

Gene had no choice but to hope so.

Voodoo!

From a distance, you hear the gunfire of monsters tearing through the Undead.

Saturation continues for the undead on the outskirts of the Islamabad outpost.

Voodoo!

Even though Undead's body is tough, it only explodes like a balloon in front of the heavy machine gun saturation with .50 BMG rounds piercing the steel plate.

It makes it difficult to recognize the shape on one foot and only disappears on the third.

These undead have no intelligence of dodging bullets and getting out of guns. That's why this is just a general firing exercise that we can't even practice. The undead creatures move swiftly, but honestly, and all they have to do is put a bullet in that honest path.

“Damn…. ”

The machine gun shooter smashes the incoming undead, frowning and muttering. Wargrave Soldier, holding the Browning Heavy Machine Gun, has a bad look on his face as he feels the joy of destruction and slaughter.

Seeing the undead struggling to get one step closer to death, I couldn't help but be cheerful.

The same was true of slatters in the group that were aiming for the same machine gun. Even those with power who were originally slaters who enjoyed killing did not laugh in this honest and merciless killing.

That was essentially what Wargrave soldiers had in common with the group they couldn't get along with.

The reason everyone breaks the depressing saturation is simple.

Gruuurrggh...

That's what I'm talking about, living and not dying.

If I die and become chopped meat like that, I'll become a monster that stops moving.

Knowing that, the more the undead act, the more desperately they die, the more confident they are that they will die as they are. The mortality rate is close to zero in the fight against the undead every night. Hardly any casualties.

Ammo consumes but the undead do not pose a threat.

Just dealing with the undead, the soldiers are complaining of almost erratic stress. That was between the group and Wargrave.

Boring defensive warfare has been a daily event since the foundation of the Islamic Marad advancement, and it's all about confirming everyone's future.

What happened every day means that eventually you get used to it, regardless of the fate you see in the undead.

And when people become accustomed to something, they are clearly relieved to some degree.

When you are relaxed, you are careless.

Not properly checked, not properly identified. It merely aims a bullet at an unaware move. The system becomes loose, and the atmosphere tells them to take care of it.

It's easy to defend one area with a single machine gun. That's why the troops deployed to the undead line were quite small. As soldiers do, the top has been instructing the iron-hardened perimeter, but they have learned that it is not necessary in the field throughout the building of the base.

The defensive line is smaller than usual and only the lower ranks carry machine guns.

The undead are the third enemy, but they are not the real threat.

But...

Puck!

“! ”

What happens if the third enemy tries to use the real enemy?

A silencer shot to the head in an instant, the machine gunner and the other gunman scream without even screaming. Machine gun turrets have been stunned in an instant by another silencer shot, terrified to confirm their deaths.

A part of the defense line collapses in an instant, and the nearby shooters have yet to notice that the buildings have been rendered invincible.

And in an instant, several shadows appeared where the machine gun shooters were. Wearing black, they look closely around and see that everything is quiet around them.

[A21, report infiltration status.]

[This is A21. You disabled SW21 points.]

[A20 approaching SW20 point. Disable the rear machine gun artillery at that point.]

[Copy.]

[Primary purpose is disruption, not annihilation. At this point, there is no fighting with the Enemy Enemy Enforcer. Don't engage if you run into an executive squad. More than.]

They were special forces sent by the command, and there were only four of them.

But all four are enforcers.

Individuals have the best combat power and are much better at maneuvering and destroying than a chariot alone. Four in a row. They take a crack at the undead and disable their defenses.

The incoming undead become allies of the invaders, disrupting the ground, and a total of a hundred enforcement-class infiltrators perform destruction inside the encampment.

Enemies of the enemy are allies.

The command was determined to use this mysterious ally properly.

The undead advance, and the enforcers begin to infiltrate the Islamabad outpost one by one.

They were about to send in a hundred enforcers to avenge a tremendous Special Ops operation that had once been defeated by Jin.