SSS-Class Suicide Hunter

4.

As soon as the Commandment fell, hunters poured out onto the streets of Babylon.

- Kill them all!

Hunters were dressed in black uniforms. A Black Dragon Guild. Conflict resolution and death squads, not scouts or raiders, have pillaged the square.

These are hunters in the tower, but never [trained to climb the tower].

- Anyone who fails to present their national ID will be killed for any reason! Those who have been issued a National ID will be killed in less than a week!

- The guild leader has been attacked!

- This is war!

- Destroy all the heat molecules!

Bang, bang!

Gunfire erupts from all over the square.

In the Tower of Babel, the production and storage of firearms were carefully managed. Making a gun as a priest was a crime punishable by death.

However, with the exception of large guilds, they were always preparing for war with guns.

- You maniacs! What the hell are you doing?

Vigilantes were also one of them. They draw their guns and point at the Black Dragon Resistance.

- Move! We have to follow the Guild Master's orders!

- Killing people as soon as you shut up!

- This is necessary to protect the tower! Your Deputy Chief of the Vigilante was attacked and killed!

- But the X.O. wouldn't want this!

- This is what our guild leader wants! Get out of my way!

The vigilantes don't move. The Black Dragon Guild also refused to persuade you.

Two guilds have been engaged. A large group of missing guilds joined the party. In an indistinguishable situation, they bite each other like hungry dogs.

-.......

It was hell that Kim came out of the half-destroyed Manchun building in front of his eyes.

Kim wiped his face.

- Ugh...

A man is dead.

People are dead.

More people are dying.

- Damn…….

There was no hesitation in the actions of those who were pointing at each other. People get hurt every time a gun fires. Dead. So easily gone.

Kim could not understand.

‘They are all guilds supporting the tower. ’

I've heard rumors of bad relations between large guilds. I don't know what happened in the past, but even the old feelings accumulated among the guild leaders.

But I never thought it would be this bad.

‘If only we had a chance, we would kill each other. ’

The top hunters each write legends, so-called heroes.

Why those heroes haven't let their emotions go for years.

Whether there really was no one to intervene between them.

Kim could not understand, but now that he had imagined such [arbiter], he only knew that it was useless.

I felt like I was going to burst.

The dam that was blocking the middle of my heart collapsed.

At that moment, the corpse of the crystal that had been caught on your back fell.

- Boom.

Kim looked at the body during the second payment.

- … Dear Agent.

The crystal was torn apart.

Left leg, left arm, left chest, even left face. With death unauthorized by any human being, the crystal clammed its lips. Only the dead purple eyes met the sky like jewels.

-.......

Static.

Upon lowering your head, you notice the corpse of the Inquisitor this time.

Looking at the last image of the man who was about to do something until the last moment, Duke Kim gripped it.

Yeah, for starters.

Do what needs to be done.

- Yes, I am.

Do what you can.

- What can I do?

I looked at what I had one by one.

Idol. Though it seemed to be a comprehensive object on behalf of the Manchurian Temple, the Manchurian temple was in ruins. Even though I met the priests from the Manchurian Temple outside, I didn't know if they would really obey this idol.

The Black Dragon Glass. It appears to be a means to communicate directly with the Giant Guild Master, including the Black Dragon Master. But since declaring the proclamation of the Black Dragonist, it has remained silent all the time.

Yourself. You're nothing but an E rank hunter. I didn't have any strength.

- Power...

I knew one who had that power.

Kim turned his head.

Babylon, first floor of the Tower. In a large city, the gold price of the land was the central square, so there was a three-story building that was built on top of the central square.

The explosion in the square was relatively intact as to how much magic was used.

The face of a man who seemed to always be fine, too, came to mind.

- The Advanced Guild...

Kim ran there.

5.

- What the fuck? What about his fucking tail?

He said.

I was filled with irritability that prevented me from taking a nap.

-.......

Kim laughed once more. The death of the Inquisitor. Many more deaths. I said I would help, and I wanted to help, but the Black Dragon Juice was cut off and refused.

[You're young.]

[But he's powerless.]

[I don't need it anymore.]

If you were more hands-on than you are.

If only he had the power to control the salt.

-.......

Kim gripped his teeth.

I didn't even have time for self-pity.

He squeezed his voice.

- It's an emergency…… Mr. Executive Chairman.

- It's mandatory. I know. But I also know I'm good at screwing it up. Confucius, you don't work for your guild. Why do you have to be such a dick? What about Crystal, Vice President?

- Here...

Kim laid down the body of the crystal. The corpse of the Inquisitor.

The play was silent.

- When?

The streamlined eyes were calm.

What that calmness meant, Kim was hard to fathom.

- Right after we entered the meeting... There was a traitor inside the Pantheon. The bomb went off, Inquisitor Died, and Crystal's sister.......

- Why are you fine?

- The crystal wrapped around me.

Puck!

Kim was on his knees. It was a play that kicked my shin.

- Ugh.

As you hold your head up, you still look down at your man with a calm, casual face.

- Man cub.

-.......

Since when did you two become so close? Hey, Duke Kim. Crystal's a lot younger than you. Horses and moods make you look older, bluer than you are. What now…….

-.......

- No, thank you. Did Crystal leave you any last words? Please do your best to clean up this mess. Huh? What do you mean I have to save people...?

- The Secretary of Crystal... he's expecting that.

- Of course you do. So I still take care of scum like you.

Kim could not even look up at the play.

I lost my crystal because I didn't have the strength.

On the other hand, the crystal had power. If you risk your life, the power to save one human being in front of you.

Whether it was a natural reflex or an accidental discovery of the killer's location sooner than Duke Kim, the result was simple.

Kim couldn't do it, and he could do it.

-.......

Because it was angry and unfair, because it hated, because it was pathetic and sad, Kim couldn't even look at play.

Gaze into the air.

Thanks to you, I was able to see something else.

- Anyway, mate. I know what kind of temper you are. It's just gonna fit right in. So you're saying...

Flash.

Very fast.

-Stay away!

Kim hung up on him.

At the exact same moment, a blue spear flew out of the air.

Shhhhhhhhh...

The power of the spear wrapped in the blue error was immense. The salting agent quickly raised the error to protect the whole body, but perhaps it missed a short time. The veils of salt fire were torn by the spear of blue salt.

- Oh, my God.

The moment appeared to Duke Kim, who was in the closest place to the salt.

And...

- Ugh!

I put my foot up, knee up, back out, and reached out my hand-- smacked the spear of blue.

In the Spear of Deafening, a blue error was raging. The storm of human fists and error approached him as if he had become a mixer.

- Aaaah!!

After one scream, the prodigal Kim kneels on his knees. A few spots of bleached flesh fell on the floor of the head, head, and floor.

The ones that landed slowly like flying snow feet, were probably Kim Gong Gong's bones.

- Damn it, we're clear!

One hunter landed from the sky.

I looked at him for a moment from the skillful Kneeling Duke, then took my eyes off the Hunter.

- Who are you?

- I'm a saint!

I looked at the bloodshed of Kim.

Then I saw Hunter declare himself a saint again.

- Fuck you. You just shattered half the people, and she's burning to death.

- This is the name the tower gave me.

- The tower's a bit of a Naming sensation, though. Why the fuck is she here?

The saint took a deep breath.

She screams as if she's been waiting for this moment for a long time.

You killed my only grandfather!

The saint boasted of bright blondes. I've never seen such blondes play so well before. Even if there was, they weren't blondes in their age group who would call him "Grandpa."

- I don't know if there are one or two kids who have parents because of me... Who's your grandfather?

- Marcus Calenberry!

The eyes of Hunter, who claimed to be a saint, tingled.

In that name, I raised my eyebrows slightly.

- Sword?

My great-grandfather's honor!

I haven't heard that name in a fucking long time. You're my granddaughter? Since he was originally old enough to do sand tomorrow, he probably has a granddaughter of this size.

- The devil...!

- Yeah, I kind of am. Speaking of the devil.

The relaxer clears the body of his henchman again, becoming a corpse.

- Is it your fault the shell's on fire?

She clenched her fist.

She wanted to tell you. The property of the Calenberry family. The power that treasure has accumulated. The mysterious phenomenon of the Towers is hardened. How they manipulated and moved.

And I wanted to tell you. The Manchurian Shrine was easy to predict and use because it could be persuaded by anyone just following the rules. The leader of the Black Dragon Guild who hated the outside world and somehow wanted to connect with the other kingdoms. How you stabbed and knocked down that loose opening.

I did not.

While leaving the burning tower behind, the saint only said this.

- Grandpa died in the tower, by you.

-.......

- So I kill the tower, I kill you.

He smiled sideways.

- If you say so, it's his fault. I didn't know anything in English, and he killed me. You look like you've seen a number of murders and you're shaking like shit. Actually, the killer wasn't me, he was him.

- Bullshit!

- That's what you've been doing. A murdering granddaughter with a murdering grandfather who can't cheat blood.

- The killer is you, Salt. No, it's useless to talk about. Die!

The saint swarmed with blonde hair.

- Ha.

I looked down at the white dot that was flowing on his palm. I didn't know which building was the dust spilled as it collapsed, or the bone fragments leaked by Kim Jong-un.

However.

- I feel like shit.

I felt dirty.

I always felt dirty when something happened that I didn't know was happening.

- I don't have to stall here. You're gonna have to kill him.

The Blue Orb explodes and the Red Orb hits.

A moment later, a scream flows through the blue and red smoke.

- Aaahhhh!

- Yeah, I remember now. You have the same eyes, the eyes.

I closed my eyes and opened them.

- As soon as I saw him, he had the same look in his eyes as a scumbag killer. Oh, you can't even look at me like I'm in shock. Did your grandfather just teach you family class or something?

- Yikes, yikes, yikes...!

- The world teaches you how to hate, how to chew people, how to kill people. Amazing school.What's fucking amazing is that after teaching you that, you love and cherish each other, and you just hope that your kids will get better, and they will.

He continued to play even though the screams mixed with smoke made his ears deafen.

- I don't understand. I can't understand you better when I look into your eyes.

Hands-on.

Now I see Hunter burned to a crisp with charcoal.

I bent my lower back, adjusted my gaze, and looked down.

- How can a person like a person? Isn't that right?

The last part burnt up.

One hunter who had been ashamed of his grandfather's vengeance for many years died like that.

I slowly raised my back.

- Oh, it's tingling.

I stretched my head a few times and looked around the landscape.

- That's bullshit.

Outside the mansion was burning. I think I can raise a huge army of ruins just by gathering the snow-catching ruins. Screams and gunfire never ceased in a world filled with ashes and smoke.

Don't you think so, Alba?

I looked down at Kim, who played well.

In a dazed ritual where he lost one arm and bled out too much, Kim could not even look up the play. He also did not ask for Kim's gaze.

- I don't know.

He muttered.

- So are you. So is the crystal. I don't know how people like people can do that.

I looked up at the sky for a moment.

- Well, they work for me because they're idiots.

- Sir, I...

- Oh, I got it. Don't talk any more.

Kim shakes his hand and stops him from muttering powerlessly.

What a nuisance.

First of all, familiarity.

- You don't have to worry about anything. I'll take care of everything.

While he was bleeding too much, Duke Kim muttered in a daze.

- How...?

- But there's always a way.

Salting agent.

The handy hand shaped the gun.

He wrapped a red error in his hand, making it look like a bullet.

- You wouldn't know.

- Yes...?

- My skills are a bit of a dog.

Get it!

The bullet of flame pierces the brains of the play.

Kim looked up in horror as he watched as he died.

Kim would not have known the meaning of his death until the end.

[You're dead.]

But...

"I" knew.

[Returns to 24 hours ago.]

The world is breaking apart.

.

That's it.

I opened my eyes.