"Weird...... Monsters!! ”

Once again, Heliga slashed down and easily slashed one of the hunters vertically. In the process, the surrounding guiding guns and magic continued to beat on Heliga's body like raindrops, but it was unscathed under the protection of a layer of golden light.

A dragon's roar blew away a sniper in the distance, and Heliga used his strength very simply, and within a second, he had already killed the captain.

The Chasseur Corps, which was originally neatly formed and well-equipped, and looked very imposing, has now left behind more than twenty corpses of various deaths - some of them have had their necks broken, some have been pierced through the heart by ice picks, some have been charred by lightning and flames, and some have been simply split in two, and the scene is horrific.

For such a scene, Heliga looked completely indifferent - weren't you dissatisfied with what I had just done? Then vent your frustrations. If you can do it.

This is what terrifies and despairs these hunters the most.

The dense guided machine gun fire could almost sweep the rocks and steel plates into a hornet's nest, but when it hit that layer of light and flame, it was unresponsive, like a silver needle thrown into the sea, unable to cause a single wave.

On the other hand, the young man was a casual torture and killing of those hunters who had experience in dozens or even hundreds of real battles. It's no wonder that the captain was completely insane - after grabbing a submachine gun beside him and firing at the boy in front of him without success, he let out such a desperate wail.

"It's a little rude, but it's also an execution of what I'm supposed to do as a lord - after all, in times of war, special circumstances are treated specially." Seeing that the captain had put down his weapons in a decadent manner, and the hunters beside him had lost their fighting spirit, Helriga also stopped the killing in his hand and asked calmly - as if nothing had happened just now, he just said hello to an old acquaintance, "Now are you willing to talk about it?" He asked not only the captain, but also the hunters around him who were hesitating and hesitating, not knowing what to do next.

A few seconds later, it seemed that several unruly hunters, even in this situation, were unwilling to bow to the enemy - shouting and rushing forward. For this, Heliga also greatly appreciated their courage, and gave each of them an ice pick stuck in his throat as a reward.

After this - no one dared to resist anymore.

The captain of the "......" didn't speak, so he took it as a tacit. In the past, when I was on a mission, I didn't encounter a similar situation, and I was beaten by the other party until I had to stop, which led to the failure of the mission - especially when I learned that I would encounter a super hunting group such as the "Zephyr Brigade" or the "Red Constellation" during the mission, this kind of thing was almost inevitable, and most of the hunting regiments would choose to stop there and not compete with these two tigers for food in their mouths. Of course, there are special circumstances in everything, and if you know that the other party has not dispatched a main force such as the "Hunter King" or the "War Ghost", it is not worth giving it a try.

In that case, the two warring sides would experience a fierce battle that could last for hours, with one side taking the initiative at a terrible cost. The defeated side will choose to withdraw from the battle and, as promised, negotiate the follow-up with the employer who signed the contract; The side that suffered heavy losses in the fire of the hunting regiment, but won in the end, will record the losses in this battle in detail, and go to the original employer, on the basis of which they will be reimbursed and compensated for this part of the loss.

This is the rule of the hunter world - most of the life-and-death battles are nothing more than entanglements of money and interests. Outside of the battlefield, even acquaintances between different chaser regiments are not bad, but on the battlefield, most of them will temporarily suppress this friendship in their hearts - because chasers exist like this.

Among them, there is no shortage of capable people, who can rely on their excellent skills to be constantly poached among the top chaser regiments, and the promised rewards and shares are also rising for such people, the consensus of the hunter world is that "those who have the ability should take more Mira", in other words, they are accustomed to it, and there is nothing bad about it. Perhaps only the "Zephyr" is an exception - most of the members who left the "Zephyr" have completely quit the huntsman industry, and they may go to various illegal or non-illegal industries after this, but they will not join any other hunting regiment, probably because the "Chasseur King" has a different attitude and opinion towards his members.

But even if this kind of fighting each other out of conflict of interest is understandable - what frightens him is the way the other party plays his cards in the slightest.

I didn't have any intention of saying hello at all.,I don't know what to do.,Directly appeared by his side.,And as soon as he came up, he unceremoniously threatened himself.。

After the soldiers who were sent to carry out the mission inadvertently exposed their existence, they directly interrupted their own intentions to test it, and directly slashed those people with their swords - their expressions were still extremely dazed even when they died.

Subsequently, they were attacked by a group, resisting the joint encirclement and suppression of dozens of hunters in such an unbelievable way, and in a few minutes, leaving more than twenty corpses, they had to choose this way of condescension and shame.

No—if you lose to another hunter, you might actually feel a little humiliated because you're not as good as others. But this time, he didn't feel any of this at all, just the joy of being lucky and alive.

This man - invulnerable.

"Really, wouldn't it have been nice to say yes earlier?" The boy shook his head dissatisfied—it wasn't because he felt a little regret for killing these people, or because he felt cruel, it was just because he felt troubled, "I ask the next question, you answer." ”

“…… Be. ”

"Who are you?"

"Hunter Regiment...... Nied Hogg. ”

"I see...... It's one of the notorious hunting regiments. Looks like I didn't kill the wrong person, right? Heliga snorted coldly, and in the eyes of the captain, he felt even more terrible - he was actually ridiculing the death of these two dozen people! Even if it was himself, he had long thought that he was ruthless among the hunters, and that he would not leave anyone who should be killed, but he did not expect to meet a more indifferent and even crazy person today.

"Alright...... That's all for gossip. Tell me about today—why are you, a high-ranking hunting regiment with heavy weapons, appearing around my territory? Why the attacks on the area around the Vault and the Viscount's Palace? Who is behind you, and how much do you know about his purpose? Don't lie – tell all the information you know. ”

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