Hunter of the Perished World

Gene sees the two of them coming down from Junkwagon, looking forward to cracking their heads open with a shovel.

"Ugh, yeah? A hunter...?"

Carl rolled his eyes like he was asking why.

"We're screwed...."

Leona shudders with a pale complexion. Gene points to the ledge just outside of Junkwagon.

'Get off.'

I didn't know it was both such gestures. Leona, of course, is strangely afraid of the knife, leaving the steering wheel behind.

"Shouldn't we turn it off?"

"Y-yeah!"

The knife lowers itself from the junk wagon, jumping to and fro.

"Do I have to explain what the hell it is to start a junk wagon in the middle of an unmanned area?"

"Well, that's..."

"It's crazy to make noise when you don't know what's around here. This is not a ground artillery support fortress, and there are no troops you can swing."

Gene points to the land where he is standing.

"This is a wasteland. It's crazy that slatters ride junk wagons because junk wagons are unstable, but also because of the noise they want to destroy."

A group of monsters roaming around may hear the sound and come for you. Gene explains why Carl's actions were wrong, and he nods with a blurry expression.

"I'm sorry.... My thoughts were short...."

"Well, yes, sir. It's because Uncle Carl doesn't know..."

"... You don't think I know you're trying to sneak out?"

"I'm sorry!"

Leona grimaces as Gin stares at her feet and shouts for help.

"Don't do anything useless. I'm stuck here waiting."

"Y-yeah!"

"Of course!"

One of the new Wargrave officers is in the ground, but Carl nods his head as if it's wet. Gene starts shoveling again quietly. To the extent that Jin was clean and angry, what Carl just did was a very careless act.

Leona taps her blade as she smiles still.

'He hates Junkwagon almost as much as the enemy.'

'I see.'

'You have to understand.'

The two muttered so loudly, their mouths clammed as if they could hear the gin. Somehow, Carl couldn't help himself.

'Make a mistake. What the hell is wrong with you?'

Lieutenant Carl was, of course, confident in his power. I have also participated in hunting in the MCP and hunted monsters with overwhelming power. However, the journey with Gene has been boring.

Overly cautious, quiet and discreet.

There was no fresh pair of knives fighting the monsters that would crush them with firepower saturation.

"Tsk, all hunters are cowards, so their superiors are right. '

I couldn't get over the idea that Gene's actions were the way of cowards. Once the monsters arrive, sweep them away and retrieve the chip. The sword stares at the shoveling gin as it rumbles through its insides.

He thinks the hunter may be a veteran, but he is too selfish and strong. You take a different rough path, saying the path you can take is dangerous, and you seem to think your choice is always right.

"A creature of the saved zone. I can handle a hundred of them. '

You don't need the hunter's strength, you just need the coordinates. If this weapon is held by a sword, we can overcome any kind of threat.

And what's with the coat? Isn't it hot in here? I'd be disappointed in your looks. '

Everything was annoying when I didn't like one. If it wasn't for Leona, I wouldn't have accompanied that hunter.

Pearl

Suddenly, however, the hunter pulls something out of his coat, as if he had read Carl's mind. Carl couldn't help but react to that sudden behavior.

Chop chop.

A hunter aims an AKM at Carl.

"You crazy bastard!"

"Ahhhh!"

The blade quickly activates the reactive gloves, hugging Leona by her side.

Tadada-da-da!

Soon the Assault Rifle's ammunition blazes with flames.

However, nothing touched the reactive gloves of the activated knife.

"Kqueek!"

However, Gene's bullet struck something behind the knife. As soon as he turned around, he was forced to distort his face.

"Well, what the... This is…."

"Glub! Glug! Turn off."

A man who had turned into a beehive was twisting his body in a blood-boiling bubble. Gene said, replacing the rifle's magazine.

"Vagabonds. Come here."

Lt. Carl quickly pulls back, holding Leona in his arms in confusion. Though it became a beehive, the body did not stop moving completely.

"That there is.... Did you know?"

"I always think there's something around."

You don't have to be particularly vigilant about your surroundings, so you find the enemy first before they attack you.

If Gin hadn't shot him, the vagrant wouldn't have noticed, and Leo and Carl would both be strangled.

"Of course, I found it before, but I have to be careful with those things, so I'll just say I'm sorry."

Gene tucks in the AR and pulls out the automatic shotgun between the vacant spaces.

"Consider it a punishment for ignoring adult words."

The noise of the Junk Wagon awakens the vigilance of the vagrant hiding in Aad Point. The blade is looking at the formation of something more and more shaped from the foaming corpse.

"Since this is a fight caused by your negligence, I will charge you well for any extra expenses, including ammunition. Do you agree?"

Heave-ho!

The Gene who loaded the PowerShell asked.

"Well, let's...."

Carl nods furiously, noticing that he almost blew his head off without knowing it. Gene aims at the creature that emerges from the corpse.

Boom!

A huge blue flame erupts from the shotgun.

Kukwakwakwabang!

In addition, a larger blue flame erupted at the target point.

7.62mm-bugshot is a shotgun shell retrofitted.

In the same way, conventional shotgun bullets can be modified in that way. The power cell that filled all the pellets of the shotgun with high-explosive chip powder was naturally large enough to explode, so the shotgun that Jean fired flew like it was torn apart by a backstorm.

Naturally, the beastized vagrant's torso disappeared without a form. Despite the obvious, Gene gestures to the group to back off.

“Gel type. Stay back."

‘There's a reason he didn't die of speech. ’

Although it was shattered by the power cell explosion, the beastized vagrant's flesh was getting back together again. It was hard to see the blood slime that was floating like a pile of slime. Leona is always preparing to make her move not too far from Jin, and Carl stares at the vagrant with a firm expression.

“What kind of monster is this? ”

“You've never seen a vagrant before. He doesn't turn into the kind of monster we know. ”

All vagrants are necrosized in their own way. It does not change into a form of a monster that is already known. As you face the monsters of the MCP, you have no knowledge on the outside.

Carl felt a strange sense of self-esteem.

“Beware, the beastly vagrant may attack in some way." ”

We didn't know whether it was near, remote, physically striking, or any other bizarre way.

That's why it's best for the vagrant to die before becoming a monster and stop the monstrosity itself. A fight, including uncertainty, is the fight every hunter hates the most.

The distance to the bloodshot mucus was approximately twenty meters, and the blade was holding out its weapon while activating its reactive gloves and staring at Gin.

“What do you do at a time like this, huntsman? ”

“Obviously. What are you asking? ”

Heave-ho!

Gene fires a completely different bullet this time with an automatic shotgun between them and aims at the enemy.

“Attack is the best defense. ”

Boom!

The flames poured down from Saiga's barrel and hit the bloody mucus exactly. Dragon Breeze bullets, they don't explode from bullets, they literally fire superheated fires.

Most monsters are susceptible to fire, so it's often the answer to a monster you've never seen before.

However, the mucinous creature explodes with a frightening burst of fire.

“Dead…. Is it?”

“No, it's vaporized. Move!”

However, the enemy was not dead, but vaporized and the fog around him was shifting. Leona and Carl run in opposite directions from the suspicious-looking red mist, scared to death by Jean's words. Whatever it is, it seems obvious that the moment you inhale that red mist will become quite troublesome.

Flash!

The blade sharpens the Laser gun a few times towards the rear, but it is of no use to the vaporized one.

The laser pistol with the blade looks like a simple pistol, but a dizzy lower monster is a next-generation weapon that can be turned into ash on a single foot. Power is not the same dimension as conventional firearms, although there is not enough ammunition. However, Carl gripped it and cried out that it didn't work at all.

“The weapon doesn't work at all! ”

“Just run! ”

The red mist was coming towards the three as if alive, and its speed was faster than the speed of three.

Running was the same for Gin.

Running away.

Hunters think.

‘Explosive immunity. ’

‘Laser immunity.

‘It may be a weakness to see you avoid the flames, but you'd better assume it doesn't work. ’

‘Gel, slime type is naturally explosive and flame, unlike absolute weakness in lasers. ’

‘It doesn't work at all and vaporizes itself. Gel-type can only be divided or proliferated.... Did you become a vagabond and gain special abilities? No, it's unlikely. ’

"He's not a Vegabond. ’

‘That individual should be fine as long as he's physically immune. ’

‘A physical immunity monster in the form of a gel. ’

Hunters judge.

‘Ectoplasm.'

"Enemies are spirits." No wonder the attack didn't work. ’

Fight with the Old Magic Force. ’

Every hunt starts with specifying what it is.

“Ghost-type! Don't even think about it! Run! ”

“Ghost?”

“Ear, ghost, ghost! ”

Leona and Carl both reacted differently.

Shhh!

The red fog was already on the verge, and Jean quickly pulled the amulet out of her arms and brought it straight to her mouth.

I breathed my last.

Kyahhhh!

It was the ‘Fiend Flute’ that was shown to Lieutenant Carl not long ago.

“Aah!”

Not only did the red mist take a step back because of the eerie sound, but Leona, who was running ahead of him, rolled in horror. Lieutenant Carl had a chill on his back, too. Gene stops running and holds the Devil's Flute in one hand. You take out your weapon in your other hand.

Brace yourselves!

In Gene's right hand is a spiky, colored dagger that doesn't fit in time. It was just like a giant lifting a Tuhanded sword that was hard for others to lift with one hand.

Proximity to Gin, who likes to fight safely, is certainly not her taste.

But because it's not your taste, it's also not something you can't do.

“Hey, hunter! You saw the weapon didn't work! ”

Lt. Carl stares at the enemy with a knife that doesn't even work with a laser pistol like a madman.

“Just watch. ”

The camp retreats, running toward the red mist once more.

Queek!

The red mist stiffens with the sound of the demon's flute, and Jin swings his sword at you.

“Hehe!”

Aaaaah!

“Kuaaaak!”

Despite a simple catastrophe, Gene breaks the red fog in half as if it had torn something apart. The red light rising from the cracked fog clearly shows that it has taken damage.

The moonlight in Gene's right hand, the moonlight in Tuhandsod, is not the light of metal.

It is a blood glow that overlaps and overlaps the blood of the demon that entered when making this giant amulet. This is also an amulet.

The sword of the axilla molar. Phantomvein.

Amulets are made from the blood of demons. But that doesn't mean you can make a single amulet out of one blood.

Blood from demons, vampires, and foreign bodies was used to create the phantom vane.