Hunter of the Perished World

Krrrrrrrrr!

“Here comes the shaman! ”

Fierce thunderstorms and violent rains make it impossible to maneuver the gunship occupied by the air. Gunships will only fall if they do not leave this point. Ramfil senses a significant drop in the accuracy of the plasmagan aiming at him. The storm made it difficult to maneuver, so it was a natural result.

The lack of plasma gun fire is wearing off, and soon it's completely gone. There is only one meaning to that. Enemies have begun to withdraw. Executives who were literally slaughtering their fellow enforcers were able to cope well without gunship assistance.

Therefore, enemy enforcers have also begun to withdraw. Enemy enforcers were already down by half, and there were only fifty gunships left. The raiders have sustained more than half the damage.

If the enemy has begun to withdraw, it is reasonable to track them down and eliminate them.

But no one could think of catching up with the Enemy Enemy Enforcer who fled through the collapsed walls.

The commanders who had to give command had not responded long ago, so there was no mission for each of them.

Cough!

In the fierce thunderstorm, your blood turns into a river and flows miserably.

“Take care of the wounded! ”

According to someone shouting, those who survived began to clean up those who were still breathing.

The enemy's guerrilla attack left allies with a near all-out war, not a guerrilla.

Although the difference in available power was significant, the damage caused by the drought force added after being completely harmed by the enemy guerrillas was enormous.

And Ramfil sees the horror, and he realizes it.

You have the Darkbone and Terraframe protocols, but your feet are tied to a few gunships. Combatants are merely combatants. They can't turn the tide of war upside down.

Ramfil is clearly aware of his limitations. And perhaps the booze that the archangel would have caused would have changed the course of the war.

If we fought man-to-man, we wouldn't be able to fight against Ramfil at all. But Ramfil only killed a few executioners in this war and shot down a few gunships, and he was unable to stop this massive death.

But a shaman could.

Combatants and shamans.

Ramfil realized the intrinsic difference in the gap.

I'm not desperate. I'm just realizing the reality.

And Lamfil, staring blankly at the horror, was frightened to think of the most important thing to worry about in such an urgent situation.

“Mister!”

You hear a shout from the bunker. Gene is already facing Leona from the bunker entrance. Through the storm, Ramfil notices that Leona is fine, and Jean doesn't give you a big hug.

As if you knew what you were doing, you just twisted Leona's head with your right hand.

Ramfil realizes that the horrific feeling that his heart was about to sink was tilting.

Ramfil and Jean aren't the only ones who have to deal with all this. Leona has also become trustworthy and trustworthy.

Now I can truly admit it. You don't have to kill yourself for failing.

Even though Leona was small enough to stand on her own, Ramfil was strangely disappointed to see her.

I also felt overwhelmed by my heart.

“Then, let's leave it over there... ”

Gin will take care of the rest of Leona's crew. Then Ramfil has a job to do.

You have to, but no one can do anything about it.

Eliminate the retreat troops.

Ramfil is determined to make the gunship squad pay enough.

The difference between a fighter and a shaman is clear. However, Ramfil was well aware that he still could not become a shaman.

If so, we're just doing what the fighters do.

Reducing the number of enemies was enough for Ramfil.

The gunship squadron begins to withdraw with the storm. Enforcers begin to flee, and even though the missing command system is retreating, they are unable to push their guns towards the overwhelming enforcers.

More than half of the allies didn't die, but they were all trembling, hiding in their corners, swallowed up by an enemy named Fear.

This storm reversed the gunship, but also left behind a huge canopy called the rainfall, in which the soldiers remained silent, concealing themselves without courage in the darkness.

The shaman came, but the absolute fact that one life is one does not change. Throwing yourself to death is also possible when pushing someone's back. In the middle of the night, the hostile attack struck the blind spot of the Allied forces who secretly laughed at the command who had been repeating only retreat.

What's a gunship and what's an executioner? It was the commander who fell and fled like a leaf in front of the power of magic. However, the low power of the command, which seemed to have waited as soon as it was building a place where the power of magic could not be reached, has allowed anyone to admit the fact that they didn't want to.

Without the power of magic, they must be prepared for the destruction of the commander's guerrilla operation. Laser weapons didn't work, and they were blocked from attacking enemies from the sky.

Everyone has realised that magic is the only spear they have and a miserable shield. Especially when Wargrave is miserable.

With Asura gone, this war will remain an absolute defeat.

Allies that realized the horror did not put a bullet in their head after them, shouting or excited in front of the enemy fleeing. Rather than when the enemy tramples on you. With only one hurricane like this, the Allied forces of Wargrave are more miserable as they retreat.

That's why he was free to flee, and no one stood in his way.

But there's still one.

There was one time when he did not retreat.

Gurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

Galahad sensed another explosion in the iron forests that emitted an extremely high heat to evaporate even the rainwater spilled.

I also saw the intense incandescent light blasting towards me through the middle of the Iron Forest.

Kuoooo!

Galahad avoided the incandescent light that shot through the sky. However, in exchange for avoiding, all the trunks that lifted their bodies into the air disappeared, missing their connection to the flesh.

Curr...

Therefore, the iron rim associated with it also stopped rotating and withered rapidly. Without being connected to the flesh, Galahad's power was unusable. Galahad crashes to the ground, watching the iron forest become inert, and the massive forest quickly vanish into flames.

‘As expected, it doesn't work. ’

Not a single step in the spleen that consumes enormous power breaks the Terraframe.

And in the red flame that envelops the dead forest, the enemy approaches with an enormous old man.

“This is the end of your trickery! ”

Charlotte rushes like a beast to Galahad, who crashes to the ground. The connection to the Iron Forest was severed for a short time, but my power was not available. Charlotte, who was attacked because of her inability to maneuver, was now attempting to attack Galahad in the opposite situation.

However, Galahad opened his eyes to Charlotte's appearance rather than the dismemberment.

Even the terraframe could not have survived the attack in the great iron forests, and more than half of the reaction gloves were destroyed.

Reactive Armour in cyborg disease is the skin itself. So, Charlotte, whose reaction gloves were half destroyed, was literally looking hideous with her skin peeled off.

With the skin of half of his face torn off, it was hard to see the evil appearance of the metal frame flashing. Mechanical man, when the skin is peeled off, the essence shows everything horribly hostile. Galahad cries out, seeing Charlotte's true nakedness as ugly as her deforming skin.

“Who are you to say you're a monster? ”

Charlotte replied.

“Only a monster can kill a monster like you! ”

Tsk, tsk!

Charlotte's fist shot Galahad's fallen body to the ground.

“Hehe!”

“Willing to be a monster! No, you will! ”

Whee!

The arc saver, which began its rapid activation in Charlotte's left hand, is slammed down towards the body of Galahad, where it was cut down.

Boom, boom!

Archaver's energy shot to the ground was dipped into Galahad's body, and an immense flame erupted. Charlotte breathes a harsh breath.

The lower the cyborg procedure, the fewer body organs the machine replaces. Megaframes plant bone, skin and gigaframes plus wires with extreme strain into muscle fibers.

And Charlotte with a terraframe.

Charlotte is a machine in every part except the brain. Bribery has also been replaced with special drugs to enhance psychoactivity and cognition, so it is safe to see that there is nothing human about Charlotte except the brain.

It's raining fiercely and it's pouring down the metal frame of Charlotte. The rain that flows through the machine's surface, like tears, was sweeping Charlotte's mechanical eyes down and falling on a silver chin without a hitch.

Charlotte was looking down at Galahad's body, which was supposed to have vanished while moving her mechanical eye.

“If I was just a monster, I'd be dead by now. ”

Galahad, however, was still gazing at Charlotte from a distance away from the area where the energy had already exploded, as if it had been completely undamaged. Obviously, if Galahad were made of matter alone, it would have shattered into the arc saver's intense energy wavelength.

Visibility was extremely limited due to the rainfall, and there was no sign of Charlotte so far away.

Shoot me! Cough!

Galahad mutters quietly.

“Do you know why nightmare boats are called nightmare boats? ”

I hear voices in the heavy rains. Galahad had already lost its original appearance, its smooth skin, and therefore had transformed from a voice as beautiful as an angel to an unwilling voice like the devil's whisper.

Galahad, a strange creature that travels back and forth between angels and demons.

Charlotte, strangely enough, responds to conversations in useless battles. Even if that's not the case right now.

“It's what people call it. ”

“Yes, it is. ”

Both, I know.

Spending time with useless conversations, measuring each other.

Whose power will be ready first. Galahad's use of iron forests has wasted considerable force and it appears to be a skin change.

Just now, Charlotte also consumed significant power from the Archaver energy blast.

“But there is a reason for the rebels to call nightmares nightmares nightmares. Of all the boats in the world, I've been the only one called a nightmare for a long time, and Lancelot is the only one except me. ”

I'm not telling a story.

They're just both buying time. We don't know whose power will be ready first.

Galahad, under his feet again, is preparing to send out a cane and surround Charlotte.

“And me and Lancelot survived the nuclear blast. ”

Even the ash file survived the nuclear blast and lost considerable Dark Bone energy, throwing itself into Gene's phantom vane and killing itself.

And how the two nightmares survived. Galahad looks at Charlotte and says,

“A nightmare. ”

“What was that all about? ”

“Dreams don't exist. ”

A nightmare is a nightmare. Dreams don't exist. An existential nightmare, an unrealistic baggage bond.

There were many boats in BH, some called nightmares in the world, but there were only two boats in the world that Ashfile claimed were nightmares.

Why?

“A true nightmare's double bond means you can antimatter your own flesh in addition to your own strength. ”

The body of Galahad is now half-blurred, like a ghost. Charlotte doesn't see it, but the raindrops are just passing through and hitting the ground without touching Galahad's body.

Galahad and Lancelot were both able to antimatter the flesh. Unlike the existing meaning, they use it as the meaning of phantomization.

Thus, they were able to survive the extinction of the nuclear explosion. It's very simple. Ghosts don't just disappear in a nuclear explosion. Even if you can fight with one photon sword, you can't kill ghosts with material damage.

That's why the explosion of energy just now also did no harm when Galahad ghosted the body. If you solve the phantomization, the entity will be hit, but ultimately, you cannot kill Galahad with the Arc Saver, Charlotte's most powerful weapon of attack.

However, it is also not the case that ghosting does not affect reality.

Birth can exert physical power in reality, and Galahad, who is a ghost but not a ghost, can do damage to reality even if he ghosts the body.

How absurd.

Enemies cannot attack themselves, but they can attack their enemies.

Second combat.

This time, Charlotte must defeat the intangible enemy.

Kuku Gugu Bow!

Again, translucent trunks rising from the ground begin to wave towards Charlotte.

“Take the fight to the enemy! ”

I will put an end to this life of carnage!

Galahad screams into his heart.

It is possible to kill the enemy.

It is possible if you die.

So if you don't avoid a fight, that moment will definitely come.

“Antimatter.”

Just like Galahad was preparing for.

Kuang!

“Yes."

Charlotte was also getting ready.

Charlotte digs into Galahad's body, ignoring the trunks rushing towards her in an instant. It's impossible to kill a Gallahead-class ghost with a photon sword. Photonic bombs, they're all meaningless.

But the enemy lunges. Like there's nothing to be afraid of.

No, it's like...

“I knew that already! ”

Charlotte's eyes glow.

Charlotte went to see the battle in India later, and was the executioner of the dead? I searched. I knew everything there was to know about the fight. We know what they were like when the bomb went off.

I know that a Nakhon in front of me is an enemy that can antimaterialize in the flesh.

That's why I've been waiting for this moment. It is only now that we are antimatter that we can truly inflict a fatal injury!

“Die, monster. ”

Just like Galahad wanted to put a stop to the killing.

Charlotte is also desperate to write the first sentence of the war.

The Sword device that pulled out the arc saver emits a white light this time.

[Photon Collapse Lv.10.]

It's not a photon sword. Galahad freezes, watching the unstable decay of space caused by the sword emanating from a boiling white turbulence.

“Yi, this! ”

[Depart.]

A massive wave of light rips Galahad apart. At the same time, even the surrounding storm blows to shockwaves.

Krrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

A massive white turbulence swept through Charlotte's front in a clearing with rapid pouring of rain.

It looked like lightning that stretched out from the earth was engulfing the sky.

It was photodisintegration, not compared to photodisruption vs. antimatter.