Blood of the Hunting God

With no time to escape, two big hands suddenly stretched out and grabbed the hunter's torso.

With the explosive sound of "click", Paxide Cole directly spit out his internal organs and bones from his mouth.As if squeezing toothpaste, this huge monster crushed the torso of the seriously injured hunter, causing him to spit out the flesh and bones in his body mouthful.

"Uh-uh-uh-"

One mouthful after another, the broken internal organs were spit all over the floor.

"Ouch... ah... ah..."

The constant stream of blood from the mouth, from the ears, from the nose, from the eyes, and that broken thing.

The wide-eyed Paxideker stared at the furious giant monster in front of him, staring at the deformed and distorted face.In the trembling, his throat squirmed hard, and his mouth

Reluctantly opened his mouth, he spit out a mouthful of bloody phlegm, and spit it on the face of the monster.

boom!

In the gunshot that sounded the next moment, it was the other remaining eye of the monster that was shattered.

The stern roar sounded again, and the monster, which had completely lost its sight, howled and ran, bumped into a tree not far away, and then tripped over the tree roots and rolled to the ground amidst the wailing sound. disappeared into the darkness.

Paxide Kerr fell to the ground, among the blood and flesh he spit out, blinked, moved his eyes, and looked at the trembling not far away, who was already a little unconscious, but It was still difficult for Drauen to fire a shot.

"Still... like a man..."

The murmuring voice could no longer even be heard by himself.

Closing his eyes, the hunter, whose whole body had been crushed, finally lost his voice.

"how come……"

Everything happened in the blink of an eye. Abigail's eyes widened, and she couldn't believe that Paxide Cole, who was still talking just now, fell to the ground at this moment, unable to stand up anymore.

Subconsciously, she wanted to rush forward, to go to the other side to help him up.

But Brereton held out his hand and stopped Abigail.

"You should go."

He spoke in a calm voice.

"Mr. Parkside Cole he...he..."

Abigail's voice trembled and she couldn't complete the words.

"He went a step ahead of me, and I'll find him for a drink later. You should go now, or you won't be able to go if you don't."

Brereton's voice was still calm, and there was even a hint of relief.

Can't go?

The girl froze for a moment, then looked into the distance, and saw crooked figures walking out of the dark jungle one after another.

They've been stalling for too long in the fight.

Already more monsters have been attracted, more dangerous and terrifying monsters.

"Go, go, the filthy monsters will give priority to those bloody corpses and dying people, you can still go now!"

Brereton's voice became serious at this moment.

"But, but you..."

The girl who realized something raised her head in panic, and reached out to grab Brereton's palm.

"Take her away."

Then, as the middle-aged man sighed, Horold reached out and hugged Abigail from behind, pulling her up and hugging her in his arms.

The moonlight greatsword came out of his hand, fell to the ground and turned into light spots and disappeared.

Horold nodded slightly to Brereton, opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he turned around without saying anything, ran away quickly with Abigail in his arms, and disappeared in the Behind the bushes.

The girl's cries were very clear from behind, and Abigail, who couldn't accept this kind of thing, was struggling hard, wanting to come back and continue fighting side by side, and wanting to kill the hunters who had no chance of escape. take away.

Silly child, I really don't know where a simple and innocent silly child like you can be raised.

However, in this way, there will be no regrets left.

Brereton smiled, and looked at Gilbard who was limping over with a giant sword beside him.

"Look at your appearance, what do you sound like?"

Gilbard looked at Brereton and sneered, with a somewhat disdainful expression on his face.

"It's as if you're going somewhere, um, can't that guy stand up?"

Brereton laughed and shook his head, but looked at Delaune who was still sitting on the ground not far away.

"He's dying. It's heart failure. You know, that's what happens when you're in torture for too long."

Gilbard sighed, looking at Delauen's expression with a pity.

"That's it, it's okay, it's just a question of who comes first."

Brereton nodded slightly, then raised the light hammer in his hand.Gilbard beside him also raised his sword, and the two of them stopped in place, blocking Horold and Abigail who were running farther and farther behind them, standing upright like two door gods. with.

Delaune, who was still sitting on the ground, barely raised the gun in his hand, trying to deal with one or two more enemies, but lost his strength because his heart stopped beating, and his body slowly collapsed.

Those twisted things rushed forward with sharp fangs, and were cut and smashed by the giant sword and hammer. One after another, they bloomed in the blood that was constantly spreading and splashing. coming.

"Ha ha……"

Run, run again.

Horold hugged Abigail, who was struggling and wanted to go back to continue fighting, and weaved through the trees, rushed through the bushes, and jumped over the winding roots.

The branches on the bush scratched his forehead, and the red blood flowed out little by little, onto his eyes, onto his cheeks, and finally onto his lips, and then dripped down. fall down.

The dripping, flowing, warm blood.

-------------Chapter Dividing Line---------------

From ignorance to growth, to becoming a hunter, so far, it has only been 32 years.

Brill

Dun originally thought that his life should be the same as other hunters, killing and indulging, and then one day the mission failed and was killed by monsters, or barely lived to be five or sixty years old, and then died suddenly due to physical weakness and filthy erosion.

In the final analysis, the fate of hunters is like this.

They are cursed, they should be able to become heroes, but in the end they have become filthy guys who accommodate all kinds of religions and filth, and they have long forgotten their past missions. There is no such thing as a so-called On the bright end.

Originally, I should also be one of the group of muddleheaded guys.

But later, my mind changed.

What is the reason?

【Ah, Uncle Brereton is here!I want to hear new hero stories! 】

[Uncle, is there anything delicious to bring today?Is there sugar and cookies or something? 】

Xuerong and Pu smiled and surrounded him, looking forward with anticipation.

【Oh, bring something here again, let's save it for dinner tonight】

【No trouble, no trouble, actually the kids like staying with you very much】

The smiling Mona patted herself on the shoulder lightly, looking seriously at her expression of talking.

【Hmph, you are really weird, you actually like to run to such a place full of brats】

[Let me first say yes, don't use your brains, huh?Helping with cleaning, what's wrong with you, right? 】

The expression of Disma who pretended to warn him when he ran to the trust house when he was fine.

Speaking of which, why did you decide to do this?

Is it because the child died and his wife left him?

The filthy power is like tarsal maggots, and it has been deeply rooted in the body without knowing it.I once longed for a normal family, longed to have a child, and could keep this child away from those misfortunes and disasters, but in the end, I didn't even have the right to have a child.

Then, I don't know why, probably because I hope that the children who have lost their families in these sustenance houses can at least be a little bit happier.

But, even such a wish... can't be fulfilled?

click-

The hammer crushed the monster's head.

chap!

The giant sword cut the bodies of several monsters.

Breathing became more and more heavy.

The body is getting heavier and heavier.

And the distorted monsters are still rushing out one after another.

These strange creatures with completely twisted bodies have human-like skin, but most of them have already shown very serious decay.Their bodies are much shrunken compared to ordinary people, but their blood vessels are abnormally thick, and the result is as weird as the whole body is covered with earthworms.

These roaring monsters have quite terrifying speed and strength. The two of them only fought for less than half a minute before they were hit by these monsters and rolled on the ground. Their weapons also fell down and they rolled to nowhere. up.

【Roar! ! ! 】

A monster rushed in front of Brereton with a screaming roar, and wanted to bite it off, but was blocked by Brereton with his hand embedded in the shield, and then pulled out a self-defense dagger from the protruding eyeball of the thing He stabbed in and killed him on the spot.

"call……"

At this moment, his head was already in a mess.

I tried hard to support my body and wanted to stand up again, but I didn't even have the strength.

Ah, so, is this my end?

Turning his head, he looked at his companion beside him.

The blood-stained giant sword had fallen to the ground, and Gilbard himself had disappeared among the monsters, and he could not see where he was.

So, this is indeed the end.

The sound of howling, roaring, chewing and tearing sounded together.

Brereton, who could no longer feel these sounds, closed his eyes, welcoming his own peaceful sleep.

In that peaceful sleep, he saw the children pushing open the door and smiling at him. They took his hand and carried him forward, who could not walk anymore. In a twilight, he walked towards the All are waiting in his home.

Close your eyes.

The man no longer wakes up, but sleeps forever.

The hunting god team, the rotation team in the right center, has also been wiped out from this moment.

And farther away, in the dark forest, Horold, who was struggling to escape, saw those bloodthirsty and brutal monsters gradually appearing behind him, and soon he realized the distance between the two sides. They have been gradually shrinking and getting closer to each other.

"We have to run apart."

The man who had been in a panic all this time took a deep breath, and suddenly made up his mind and said to Abigail.

"Separate, run separately?"

Abigail, who was still in a daze, repeated subconsciously.

"Yes, we must run separately. If we stay together, we will definitely be caught up. If we run separately, at least one of us will have a chance to survive."

Horold said firmly, put Abigail down, and pointed to the front of the dense forest.

"You continue to run forward, I run to the left, understand?"

"Whether these things choose to chase you or me, one of us will survive."

"You're a mature girl, you know what you're supposed to do, come on

Let's go! "

After a brief exchange, the man ran away, toward the right.

Abigail stretched out her hand, wanting to say something, but before she could say anything, she could only look away.

The group of monsters in the rear was still approaching, the girl had no room for hesitation, she could only grit her teeth, turned around and continued to run forward.