Hunter of the Perished World

"Chip? That's it. They're all gone. I told you it was a rhythm."

Leona briefly asked where she got those chips and said the monsters had robbed the town. The South Korean Peninsula in SMCP was wiped out, and Leona rode in a junk wagon and plundered the slaughtered free city chips.

Now, of course, it's all Gin.

Leona heads to Fortress. Gene just left without knowing for sure what he was going to do.

I wanted to ask you to take a huge chip and turn it into a hunter.

"At least I know you look like the best hunter, and if you think I'm good enough to protect my body, I'll let you go. Don't worry."

Leona doesn't want to live under the influence of weakness anymore. That's not why I thought I wanted to be a hunter for no other reason. Of course, Gene laughed at that.

"That's a good excuse."

Jean frowns.

"Do I have to scratch like that? It's pretty desperate for me."

Monsters aren't the only threat to the wilderness without touching it. Leona also wants to be a hunter to protect herself from humans, just as a hunter doesn't just hunt monsters.

"Physical limitations are not overcome by learning skills."

"Still a little better. Is that wrong?"

"... Yes."

Gene sighs, and Leona smiles with her mouth closed to see if winning a single word.

"But what the hell are you? Why does eating chips make you feel better?"

Leona picks up the chips and asks, "Are you sure?" Gene said as if it wasn't something new.

"My body is half mechanical. And the machine fuels the chip. Got it?"

"Oh... What a surprise..."

The reaction seemed to be amazing, and I was about to lose my pulse. Jean was the first person to know when she heard about Darkborn.

"Is that what all hunters do?"

"No, not all of them."

Of course, it wasn't something I could explain, but Leona didn't ask for more. Because the body was made of reinforced frames, Gene had an unparalleled power over ordinary humans. Of course, many of these strengthening and auxiliary abilities are unavailable and lead a life of indefinite wealth.

Gene didn't tell me that much.

Nor did he say that he must drink the blood of the devil.

Gene and Leona have only just begun to pay the piper back to their original goal.

"What are you going to do?"

It included a lot of questions. How to find the demon, how to kill it, and how to turn yourself into a hunter.

As a result, they asked me where I was going.

"I can't kill a demon now."

"Why?"

"He even has the power of the immortal. Although it seems to be a relatively low adaptability among other forces."

"What is the immortal?"

"Just think of it as a demon that won't die."

"What is that, a scam?"

It is fortunate that you do not possess the power of the immortal, but Gene's tools now do not provide you with a perfect way to hunt. I smiled bitterly at the straightforward expression of Jindo Leona. Even a demon-hunter can't hunt what doesn't kill him.

"So I had to seal it up a long time ago."

"Seal?"

"Yes, seal. He's got to be a Demon Alliance, to be exact."

"I'm so sorry, I can only understand what you're saying so far. Why don't you make it easy for me?"

"You have to assume that the creature is partly composed of five demons: foreign bodies, witches, immortals, witches, and vampires. Of course, it's just a guess.... I don't know if they have dragons or demons."

But what Gene needs to do is clear.

"Sealing the White Witch's immortal traits and killing her with a phantom vein is the only way now."

Leona nods her head to see if she's tired of saying she doesn't understand. Seals the immortal power to separate the immortal from the witch's power. And the only way to kill the rest is with a phantom-vein or armor-bearing weapon.

All you have to do now is gain the power of the Seal and strengthen the weakened Phantom Bane.

"Where are you going?"

"There are two options. Find a Sealer, extract the power of the Seal directly from the Seal Jeans."

"What are you going to do?"

"About two months upstate, there is a place called the Celestial Planet."

Gene's gaze became distant to the north.

"I'll be there first."

"Is there a seal there?"

"Yes, immortals are sealed in the catacombs of Saturn."

Gin and Leona walk hard.

The White Witch is not completely immortal, so she won't need to draw out all the sealing power.

"Are you mistaken?"

"It's dangerous, but if you're wrong, the immortal may be released." "

"……."

Jean shakes her head in horror. It's like going into the lion's den to catch the culprit.

Finding the devil isn't so urgent right now. You must first find the tools to hunt the Devil. Leona looks at Gin and asks if she remembers walking.

"Wouldn't it be easier to find someone who's a sealer? It won't be dangerous."

"Unfortunately, I don't know where he is. Not that I know of."

I'd rather go to a place I know than go around the world looking for a person.

"Who's the sealer? A magician I've heard so much about?"

"Wizard.... I guess there's still that kind of nonsense going around, huh?"

Gene smiles in relief. In fact, it might not be any different from magic or magic.

"The Sealer is a demon hunter like me."

Leona opened her eyes wide.

"Immortal hunters, to be exact. Ah.... This must be the first I've heard of you."

It was Leona who didn't even know what the Demon Hunter was, so it was no wonder she didn't understand what Jean was talking about.

"Demon hunters are originally destined to deal with devils professionally. Immortal hunters in charge of immortals have sealing skills for a reason."

"Ah…. Then what's your responsibility?"

Gene stares at Leona and says,

"Well, I acted in all sorts of ways... Technically, I'm Witch Hunter."

"…… I feel pretty bad when I'm joking."

Leona's face turned white with that vile remark.

"I'm not kidding."

But Gene was no more a joke. Gene walks forward without looking at Leona. And he added.

"That's why the exception I left you is special."

Seriously, Jean was a witch hunter.

That's why it was hard for Leona to accept her actions as an exception. Leona feels strangely unacceptable to see such gin.

"I feel like I heard a fucking weird confession."

When Leona talks with her poop chewed face, Gene grins.

A witch hunter with a witch.

A witch who wants to be a hunter.

A strange group walks into the wilderness and heads north.

"Ugh... Ugh..."

The prototype, the White Witch, opens her eyes at the foothills of the deep mountains. The witch crawls out through the soft, fluffy feathers that are covering her.

The black hawk flickers at you, just in case the witch gets hurt, and holds it between her feathers until she wakes up.

Queeeeeeee...

The black hawk clenches his head as if to ask for a compliment, and the witch strokes the head of a black hawk larger than herself.

"If it wasn't for you..."

The battle with the Wargrave warriors is also a struggle, but an attack by a demon-hunter is truly a pain that shakes the foundation of existence. In fact, she was somewhat deprived of her powers. If I didn't have the strength to rush to the situation, I might have died.

The witch stroked the black hawk several times with sincere gratitude.

'I was too arrogant.'

Thought I could break Wargrave Fortress on my own, but one fighter tied his feet. There, even the most unexpected demon-hunter attempts to kill himself.

I thought it was just a legend. It is an absurd belief created by those who fear evil, and even if there were, they should be gone by now.

But as she fought her first battle, a demon-hunter appeared. Of course, the Demon Hunter was pierced through the heart, but the White Witch could not forget the look of the terrified Butcher.

A true demon-hunter would never die like this.

The witch seemed to have goosebumps all over her body. I felt my body burst in one step, and the more I cut off the strange sword, the more my soul was torn.

Just the thought of such a hunter chasing after himself made the witch look blue. The witch thought her power was absolute. But even in the first collision, the witch realized that the world wasn't green enough to experience defeat.

But the witch thought it was better to lose. It was a blessing for her to run into a powerful enemy called the Demon Hunter.

The witch stroked the black hawk's head and said,

"I can't do this alone."

It was the Black Hawk that summoned her so urgently that she was able to survive. Her power is strong, but she is limited alone.

We have a job to do. If it's hard on your own, you can surround the monsters. The monsters on the Korean Peninsula are low-level, but they attract some very powerful monsters from the wasteland and swamp to form an army of monsters. With enough troops, Fortress could crush anything.

Even a flying demon-hunter will be powerless in front of the monsters that form an army.

Vengeance will slow down a little, but when she reappears in the world, the whole earth will finally be swept away by the waves of true destruction.

"Let's go."

Queek!

The Black Hawk, who was given the will by mere words, put the witch on his back and began to flap his wings.

The black hawk rises violently and begins to fly to the other side of the sky. No one knew where they were going.

Gene and Leona are headed north. He had not yet left the Korean Peninsula, but he hoped that he might be able to leave the Korean Peninsula in about a week's time.

Even after civilization is gone, there is still a season in the world.

No one is counting the dates anymore, but a clock built into the Darkborn was able to tell the date.

It is now past July and entered August.

"Crazy…."

Leona is pacing in the scorching sun.

"It's hot... I'm going to die..."

It was frightfully hot for Leona, who was distracted. The sun was intense, and under the blazing sun, Leona rolled up her sleeves and walked her legs, but she was covered in sweat.

Jeans, on the other hand, were still in a coat. Without a drop of sweat, the gin was walking in a random manner.

"No matter how much I think about it, don't you think I'm not the Devil?"

"……."

"Is that what you think? There's no such thing as a burning demon! Damn it! It's unfair!"

Leona did evil in the sun, but all she came back with was hot sun. It was unfair. I was branded as a demon and discarded from Jean, but I didn't have to wash my eyes and look for any evil advantages.