Blood of the Hunting God

The hunter moved forward step by step, but only saw more fragments, more fragments belonging to the people who had stayed here.

Those who are panicking and running around.

They came to this place.

They hid here trembling and frightened.

They waited for the knight who had escorted them to return and take them to a place of real safety.

They haven't been able to wait for anyone to come back.

tread--

The hunter continued to walk forward.

He finally saw the end of the darkness, something at the end of this small cave with a depth of only 30 meters.

A... baby carriage?

Among the torn clothes was the battered baby carriage leaning against the cave wall.

The hunter's footsteps stopped.

And the figure sitting not far in front of the stroller also slowly raised his head.

【…】

There seemed to be a sound coming out.

The figure in the darkness stood up tremblingly, as if making some noise.

But the hunter heard nothing.

He just kept his eyes on the other party's withered, wrinkled and wrinkled skin almost like tree bark, looking at the traces of festering, the traces that had solidified again after the original corruption.Deformed and hideous.

【...Quick... ■■...】

Once again, a voice seemed to squeeze out from the completely dry throat.

The voice was muddy, as if he wanted to sing some song.

The thing stood up completely, allowing the hunter to see what the thing really looked like.

human face.

A distorted human face that almost completely lost its original appearance.

From the bald scalp, to the cheeks, to the neck, and then to the torso, and even the face covered with limbs.

Countless faces made howling expressions, but no sound came out.

It was a...a monster made entirely of deformed human faces.

This is 【Howling Spirit】, its real appearance.

Chapter 70: Goodnight Time

Silently, as if roaring.

The twisted monster rushed out suddenly, and those terrifying faces opened their fangs to the hunter at the same time.

click-

The meat saw collided with the monster in an instant, tearing those squirming faces.

The hunter's brows were slightly frowned. He grabbed the meat saw and swung it forward violently. He even used the meat saw to lift the monster into the air, and then chopped it out with another blow. The face-fused monster flew out and rolled several times in the rubble pile.

so weak.

Feeling the touch of the blow just now, the hunter frowned a little more.

Could the power of this thing be so weak?

It is obviously a monster with a large amount of filth gathered from the breath. Although it is not as strong as the King of Martyr King who desires knights, it is at least a monster of the level of the earth-burrowing worm or the mountain of corpses.

But this feeling is completely wrong.

As far as the hunter felt from this round of confrontation just now, this thing can at most be compared with those big crocodiles in the wilderness, and it is even worse than those deformed crocodiles. At least the crocodiles cannot be directly chopped off by the hunter.

【...Sleep... Let's go...】

The murmuring whisper sounded again.

It seemed to be a song.

A song that has almost completely forgotten the tune and cannot sing the lyrics, but is still trying to sing.

The deformed monster with its human face stood up again and greeted the hunter.

The deformed human face sprayed out dirty and highly poisonous mucus, the twisted limbs stretched out, and the human face on it lit up its fangs and came towards the hunter to bite.

For these attacks, the hunter just took a step back, bent slightly to avoid the attack, and after roughly judging the attack distance of this thing, he rushed forward in the gap between the monster's next attack, and the saw knife changed The broken giant sword slashed down, directly cutting off one of the opponent's outstretched arms.

【…】

Countless faces were grinning again.

It opened its mouth again, as if it was roaring, but there was no human face making any sound.

On the cut off dried flesh and blood, those human faces melted quickly, together with the decay of flesh and blood itself, there was nothing left in a moment.

Seemingly, being able to see the faces calm down at the last moment.

Are they still conscious?

Are they waiting for release?

The hunter raised his head and looked at the twisted monster that had lost an arm.

[...Quick...quick...sleep ■...]

It seems that the girlish singing voice has become a little clearer.

Soft, singing like a lullaby.

Are you coaxing someone to sleep?

Gently holding her in her arms, the small body in her arms.

Even now, I still haven't forgotten, the one I need to protect...

whoosh-

The sound of the wind became intense in an instant.

The twisted monster, the speed suddenly increased

Moved up a level.

The hunter turned sideways to avoid it, and a large piece of rubble was thrown up on the ground beside him.

So fast!

The hunter's pupils suddenly tightened.

The loss of an arm doesn't seem to have any effect on the thing at all.

On the contrary, as if a part of the burden on the body has been relieved, the combat effectiveness of this thing has been improved instead.

whoosh-

The sound of the wind vibrated once again.

Click!

The heavy meat saw was replaced by a flexible walking stick, and it bounced off the ground in the instant of dodging, turning into a long whip.

The hunter's figure and the monster's figure crossed each other, followed by the monster's body being bound around the waist by a long whip of thorns turned into a cane, and then the monster's body was thrown into mid-air by the hunter, and then hit hard on the ground. It landed on the ground, and then was pulled by the long whip and flew directly towards the direction of the hunter.

At this moment, the hunter was already holding a hideous cannon with his free left hand. While the monster was flying towards him, the muzzle was facing forward, and he pulled the trigger at the moment when the monster was about to hit him.

boom! ! !

Amidst the raging flames, the twisted monster was blasted out by the hunter again, and its body rolled blackened to the ground.

Even though the speed has improved, the skill is still far from enough, completely like the feeling of an ordinary person who has never fought before.

Coupled with the huge disadvantage of body weight, every attack of the hunter can easily knock it into the air. If you use a weapon such as a cane and a long whip, you can directly drag this thing to play with kites. It can't find the north if it is smoked.

Enemies who don't even have the toughness to move are really not enough for hunters.

Was it just such a thing that caused the deaths of the three hunters?

The difference between the dream and the reality has reached such a gap, which makes the hunter feel a little unreal.

Hunter's expression looked a little heavy.

This is my own fault.

If at that time, he hadn't wandered outside the town for too long, and had made the choice to go together when he found that group of hunters going deep, perhaps such a thing would not have happened, and such a tragedy would not have happened up.

No, even these hunters shouldn't have followed him into danger.

They will participate in this mission. Originally, a large part of the factor is that the executioners of the Star Lord will come to hunt them down, so they cannot stay in the town.In addition, hunters know almost nothing about the Corrupted Fields and the Cursed Forest, and the materials carried by a single person are limited.

But now they were getting deeper and deeper into the danger zone, into areas that even hunters would not enter.

This is a dangerous place that only those heroes who have tried to hunt the gods will set foot on, and because they are now being targeted by the star gods, the enemies are even secretly interfering, making this place even more dangerous and terrifying.

What if I choose to leave this team and go forward alone?

Wouldn't it be better if you relied on yourself alone?

The hunter couldn't help but start thinking about the feasibility of this plan.

【Hurry up... go to sleep...】

It was soft, as if someone was singing.

The hunter raised his head and saw the monster whose body had been smashed to pieces, and stood up unsteadily again.

【Sleep...sleep...】

【Hurry up... go to sleep...】

Slightly hoarse, sluggish and intermittently repeating singing voice.

Hunters seem to be able to see such a picture.

I saw a gentle girl holding a small baby with a smile on her face, singing a song softly to lull the baby to sleep.

I saw a distorted girl with a decomposing body holding a baby, trying hard, trying to sing again.

Consciousness has long sunk into the abyss, and self is constantly dissipating every moment.

But what I still haven't forgotten is your existence.

No matter what, I will never forget...

Click!

The blade deformed and cut out, colliding with the figure of the pounced monster in an instant.

Chapter 71: Slaughtered Prey【Howling Spirit】

【Everyone... stop...】

[Don't do this again...don't...]

【Why...became like this...】

The nightmare in memory, even though a long time has passed, is still so clearly imprinted.

The body gradually collapsed, rotted, and twisted, self-awareness gradually dissipated, and bloodthirsty desires began to occupy the remaining thoughts.

Everything that was once cherished and cherished gradually faded away from its original color until it completely disappeared.

Naturally, he fell into madness.

And who can maintain himself in such horror?

However, such a method does exist.

I don't know when, and I don't know who discovered it first, such a method.

【No... stop...】