Chapter 800
Hunters are those who are always in contact with death.
There are no exceptions, whether it be an S-class hunter who knows no one in the world or a subcontractor hunter who rolls around like stones on the road.
The bad luck of death comes to everyone equally, and the hunters were more accustomed to that fact than anyone else.
but… … .
“Holy shit.”
The low-pitched swear words represent everyone’s feelings.
At this moment, what was reflected in dozens of pairs of eyes that shook finely were two hundred or so shriveled corpses.
“Damn it. Has any of us ever seen such a crazy sight?”
Despite the team leader’s question, everyone kept their mouths shut. No, it was accurate to say that I forgot to even answer.
‘What the hell is this?’
Although they are in charge of collecting remains from the rear, they are also hunters. The experience of life going back and forth was basic, and I hated seeing corpses.
In particular, how many deaths have we witnessed through a series of events that have taken place one after another in recent months?
But even those people couldn’t help but feel a chill that sent chills down their spines at this moment.
“… … Didn’t you say that less than two hours had passed since your death?”
A question from someone who breaks the long silence
The team leader bit his lip.
“You may not believe it, but you are right. It was clearly communicated that way.”
“Then it must be one of the two. Either the team leader is deaf or the person who relayed it is crazy.”
“It could be. But neither.”
“well. Judging by the state of the body, it must have been two centuries. What kind of madman told you that it was only less than two hours?”
“Why are you going to ask?”
“We need to check whether it is true. only
If you’re talking nonsense, I’ll give you a punch in the face.”
“good.”
Team leader Moon took out a cigarette before he knew it and continued talking calmly.
“If you really want to do that, go to the Command Headquarters barracks right now. And as soon as you see Magic Johnson, punch him in the face. I’ll take care of your corpses and take them back to your family, so don’t worry about the aftermath.”
” yes?”
“Are you gone yet? You said you were going to find that madman and give him a shot?”
Hunters were at a loss for words.
Rather than the fact that the identity of the madman they had been swearing at was Magic Johnson, the shock from the reality that this order was not wrong was greater.
‘So, is this all true?’
‘Damn it. What’s going on?’
Being a veteran hunter means getting used to the bloody smell rather than the smell of baking pancakes, and even if you quit this job, you can turn into a mortician.
It means getting used to the sight.
The limbs are cut off, the torso is ripped off, and the head is crushed… … .
It’s a sight I’ve already seen. Most of the corpses they witnessed were monsters, but there were also quite a few of their colleagues who ate together.
But even for those who are accustomed to death, it was the first time they saw a corpse like this.
Two hundred or so corpses, dried up without a single drop of blood.
If I didn’t know the series of situations, maybe a hundred if a hundred. They must have misunderstood that they were involved in the excavation of the ruins.
It wasn’t just a corpse, it was like a mummy that had been sleeping deep in the ground for hundreds of years.
‘Shit. Was it possessed by a ghost?’
‘Has this been in less than two hours? Does that make sense?’
It’s not cruel. It’s just more bizarre than that.
To the point where goosebumps all over your body every moment. To the extent that I couldn’t even take a single step closer to that corpse where I couldn’t find even a handful of vitality.
At the same time, a question filled everyone’s head.
‘What the hell did I do?’
Who, what not.
The time when people gulped their saliva at the thought of an unknown enemy they couldn’t even dare to predict. The team leader, his son, deeply sucked on the cigarette in his mouth, exclaimed.
“F*ck. How long are you going to be stunned! Stop thinking nonsense and move now! hurry!”
Surprised hunters, as if they had just woken up, begin to move aesthetically.
And the subordinate who forcibly takes steps to approach the corpses
The team leader, looking at the fields, suddenly realized that he hadn’t even lit a cigarette yet.
‘……Shit.’
He muttered a curse in his heart and threw the cigarette he was chewing on the ground.
However, the hand that touched his parched lips was trembling.
“Rumors are spreading.”
Team leader Choi opened his mouth with a heavy face.
“Everyone is afraid. Stories about the bodies of the fallen are circulating implicitly.”
“Something must be done before it is too late. As it is.
Horsetail that naturally fades. However, the words already heard are enough to understand the meaning.
In my mind, I continued one word that Team Leader Choi couldn’t finish.
‘Before it can move properly, it will collapse from the inside.’
I’m not talking about the appearance of a traitor like Michael Silbert.
This is the most fundamental force that moves the army. means fraud.
‘I am consumed by fear. It’s also very fast.’
There are certain kinds of things in this world that cannot be stopped no matter how hard you try.
like right now
“There were too many eyewitnesses. crackdown
was carried out, but it seems that there was a limit to blocking rumors.”
The Hamgu Ordinance also has limits.
The J1 team that Kenji Yagamoto belonged to was massacred in a bizarre form, and the number of people who had arrived at the scene before me numbered in the hundreds.
Not even the authority of my name could put a padlock on their mouths.
people’s emotions.
Especially since negative emotions of the kind, such as fear, are like force majeure that cannot be controlled.
However, the bigger problem is that the rumors that even veteran hunters who have gone through prenatal battles are afraid of are not simple rumors.
“And it hasn’t gotten very popular yet… …
After hesitating for a while, Team Leader Choi continued with a sigh.
“There are also rumors that make no sense because some people have gained weight.”
“What if it’s a rumor?”
“Or that a prophet is really an agent chosen by God. Or a transcendent being like the Demon King Asmodeus… …
bang
“dog sound!”
Magic Johnson, who jumped up from his seat at the same time as he shouted, widened his eyes fiercely.
“Tell me, Choi. What kind of people are saying such crazy things?”
“As I said before, it is not getting a great response, and it is one of the words floating around, so I cannot specify who it is. The problem is that there are very few people who really believe that nonsense.”
“What kind of world is this now?
A story like a god… … damn it.”
Magic Johnson, who was about to say something, shut his mouth with a harsh curse.
It was clear that the gigantic archmage also realized something he had forgotten about for a moment while he was talking.
That the Hunters are obsessed with superstition more than anyone else in the world.
In a way, it is natural. Whatever the reason for becoming a hunter, in the end, all humans have a desire to survive.
It is a sword and shield that protects mankind, a stick that ordinary people cannot even dream of.
honor.
However, the value that Hunter puts above all else is survival.
What about hunters who risk their lives to keep up with bizarre routines that even sports players can’t understand, clinging to simple and childish superstitions?
If the former believed in superstition to protect the player’s life, the hunters had no choice but to accept it sensitively because it was literally a matter of life.
Moreover, it is even more so when faced with an unknown phenomenon that no one has ever experienced.
“No matter what, you’re the Demon King. They are all just stupid people.”
I stared blankly at the muttering Skeleton King with a spirited expression.
The guy who had already received similar glances several times before immediately understood the meaning and frowned.
“I told you. I don’t even know this body.”
This is not the answer you were looking for.
I tried to suppress my disappointment and opened my mouth.
“It did. So it gave me time to think.”
“… … damn it I am also sincerely curious. What kind of a person is this prophet?”
The Skeleton King sighed and continued.
“But what do you mean you don’t know? This body regained consciousness for the first time at a place called the Gate. All memories before that are hazy. No, you can’t even call that a memory.”
“Any fragments?”
“A dark, ominous space. That’s all I can think of. maybe
That must be the demon realm. Another world beyond the gate. Isn’t it?”
This is a question no one can answer. Magic Johnson as well as me. No, not even anyone in the human race.
Ever since the demon king Asmodeus descended on this world, the land of the dead that exists beyond the dimension became known and shrouded in a veil at the same time.
what exists there It has never been known which catastrophe is alive and breathing.
And it goes through the underworld to the gate
Even the Skeleton King that had flowed in was no exception.
“This body knows only a small part of it. Do you know what surprised me the most since I set foot in this world?”
I responded reflexively.
“club?”
“… … How have you always thought of this body?”
“Illegal smuggler. asshole. Let’s go.”
The Skeleton King looked at me with cold eyes and let out a deep sigh.
“Damn it. yes, of course it’s awesome
It was amazing to give. But the most amazing thing was the encyclopedia about monsters created by you humans.”
” what’?”
“It was the first thing I realized when I saw it. That there are so many different types of monsters. Until then, all I knew was flesh attached to a bone.”
“But you humans, who have been studying monsters for a long time, haven’t revealed everything yet. Isn’t it?”
Magic Johnson answered with a firm face.
“It’s true. Because there was a limit to studying monsters.”
Now, it is a story that only appears in history textbooks.
Humanity wanted more databases even after the cataclysm, and the role of hunters immediately after the end of the war was to capture monsters, not hunt them.
And all sorts of experiments with subsequent dissections.
But that wasn’t enough. There are only low-level monsters like goblins in this world.
because it wasn’t there
“The more you try to capture a higher level monster, the greater the sacrifice. A large number of s-class hunters, including me, came forward… … It didn’t always lead to success.”
“That means.”
“Among the top level monsters that were the most important targets, there were names that completely disappeared like Leviathan or Arch Rich, and there were also monsters with very few populations like Dragons. I couldn’t figure out those things.”
I murmured suddenly.
“The Prophet is likely to be one of them.
It must be high.”
“okay. If, as you guessed, he’s really a monster… … It must be one of the top names we haven’t discovered.”
Magic Johnson continued in a subdued voice.
“And I can assure you, I’ve never seen anyone with this kind of ability since Cataclysm until now.”
It is truly unknown.
I don’t know identity or ability.
And fighting an unidentified foe is the dumbest and most insane thing.
Of course, I’ve been doing that crazy thing countless times.
“Then, there is only one option left after all.”
I can see everyone’s expressions sinking heavily at the single word he uttered. I continued before the voice of dissatisfaction came out.
“I’m leaving immediately. I definitely want to see that new kid’s face.”
one word.
I will use the one word the prophet conveyed to me through Kenji Yamamoto as a guidepost and follow him.
before an irreversible catastrophe occurs.
Even if… … even if it’s a trap
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