Chapter 65: Hunter Self-Defense Force
The border of L-City and M-City.
Rumble!
A colossal sound of footsteps erupted from between the mountains. A moment later, on a mountaintop, Hamonde stood majestically atop the peak in the arrogant posture of a Tyrant Dragon, looking down at the tiny world below.
"King, where should I find you?" It gazed at the tall buildings of K-City, faintly visible in the distance. After a moment of thought, its eyes narrowed. "Perhaps I can target him through his hero identity."
It smiled faintly and leaped down from the several-hundred-meter-high mountaintop. Whoosh! A gust of fierce wind swept past as it crashed to the ground, stomping on the hill at the base of the mountain.
Bang!
After an explosion, dust flew up, rocks shot into the air, birds and beasts scattered in a panic, and the mountainous area was in chaos.
After a while, the dust dispersed. The ten-plus-meter-high hill had completely vanished, and in its place, two large deep pits appeared, big enough to bury two public buses.
If viewed from high above, one could clearly see that the so-called two deep pits were actually the two footprints of the Tyrant Dragon.
Hamonde paid no attention to the condition of the hill, galloping rapidly towards M-City's shelter. It had lived in K-City for many years and knew its landmark buildings like the back of its hand. Moreover, with shelters frequently appearing in the news in recent years, it already knew the shelter's location well.
"The Terror Dragon Men are on a rampage... based on past monster invasions, most of M-City's residents should have fled into the shelters specially built by the Hero Association. Heh, King, as a hero, if the citizens in the shelter are attacked, will you... rush over?"
"Hehehe, I'll be waiting for you at the shelter... to take your life!"
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"Angel Dash! Angel Dash! Angel Dash!"
At the border of L-City and M-City, Puri-Puri Prisoner dashed forward at extreme speed in an athlete's running posture. His movements stirred up dust from the ground, creating a long curtain of smoke behind him, like the trail of an airplane passing through the clouds.
"Huh, I've reached M-City."
After running for half a minute, he saw that the road signs all indicated M-City, and instantly realized he had arrived. The streets were already deserted, cars were abandoned haphazardly, houses were a mess, and the ground was covered in paper scraps, packages, and other items.
"Where did that Demon-level monster go? It should still be loitering in L-City, right? After all, how could its speed compare to me, who's chasing after handsome men?"
He panted lightly, pulled out his phone, and prepared to search for the latest information on the whereabouts of the Demon-level monster that appeared in L-City.
"Roar!"
Just then, a low beastly roar suddenly echoed from not far down the street.
Boom! Boom!
Some scattered crashing and collapsing sounds followed.
"First squad, draw the monster's hatred and attention! Second squad, attack the monster with firepower! Third squad, act as a reserve, ready to replace injured members of the first and second squads to slay the monster at any time!"
"First squad understands."
"Second squad received."
"Third squad understood."
At the other end of the street, over thirty resounding voices replied in unison, carrying a resolute and tragic aura.
"Brothers, we are pitiful people. Our loved ones died tragically at the hands of monsters. We are also abandoned people, cast aside by our own friends and relatives, living alone in this world, silently enduring the tragedies of the past."
"Monsters destroyed our homes, scattering our wives and children, breaking our families and killing our loved ones. This pain is deeply etched into our bones, causing us endless suffering and unforgettable grief."
"When the monsters arrived, we once yearned for heroes to descend from the heavens and rescue us. However, the heroes we once revered and admired never came. We watched with our own eyes as our loved ones died at the hands of monsters. Besides hoarse screams and sorrowful hearts, we were so powerless and weak."
"Heroes are no longer a power we can rely on and trust. From today onwards, we will fight for ourselves! With our own strength, we will eliminate those heinous monsters and bring peace back to the world!"
"Kill the monsters!"
"We'll be our own heroes!"
"The grief in our hearts is our greatest strength! Without the Hero Association, we can still kill monsters!"
"Captain Axel, we're with you! We will fight for ourselves!"
In front of the monster, a group of men stood, dressed in black-and-white combat uniforms. Their expressions were ferocious, and they angrily waved their fists and roared, seemingly wanting to cast away all the pent-up frustration in their hearts.
"Remember our squad's name — the Hunter Self-Defense Force! We are... the hunters who hunt monsters!"
In front of the men stood a heroic man wearing a black long-sleeved T-shirt with a white vest over it, white gloves, and white combat pants with knee pads. He was Axel, the founder and captain of the Self-Defense Force. Axel's face was solemn, and he passionately and fervently delivered a speech that stirred up everyone's hatred for monsters and courage to face them.
"Hunters!"
"Hunters!"
"Hunters!"
The men let out colossal roars, as if concentrating all their strength in their voices, which boomed like thunder.
"Roar!"
The roars of the Hunter Self-Defense Force members attracted the Terror Dragon Man's attention. The Terror Dragon Man smashed through the obstacles blocking its path with a single impact, and the Hunter Self-Defense Force members were instantly exposed in its line of sight.
"Hunters! It's hunting time!" The Self-Defense Force captain, Axel, stared at the monster, raising his right hand. After a few seconds, he fiercely brought it down. "Move out!"
"Kill!"
The hunters of the Self-Defense Force rushed towards the Terror Dragon Man, wielding their respective weapons. The first squad members held steel ball chains of varying lengths—some ten meters long, some twenty meters, and some even forty or fifty meters—depending on individual strength and group tactics.
They continuously swung the steel ball chains, throwing them at the Terror Dragon Man's neck, calves, forelimbs, and tail, as directed by Axel. After the steel balls with chains made contact with the monster's limbs and tail, they quickly wrapped around them several times, gripping tightly.
"Kill!"
Upon seeing the chains grip the Terror Dragon Man's targeted body parts, the hunters each pulled on their chains. Even a monster as strong as a Tiger-level, caught off guard, was stumbled by the hunters.
Creak! Creak!
The scattered second squad had already launched a firepower attack. The hunters' submachine guns, sniper rifles, and other firearms simultaneously shot at the Terror Dragon Man's weak points, such as its eyes and abdomen.
"Roar! Ahh!"
The Terror Dragon Man's roars and the hunters' screams of agony quickly intertwined, echoing incessantly through the deserted streets, performing a tragically beautiful hero's ballad!
"Roar! Roar! Roar!"
After being hurt, the Terror Dragon Man roared repeatedly in anger. It thrashed its tail, twisted its neck, and stomped its calves, trying to shake off the annoying chains. However, the hunters held the chains tightly, preventing the Terror Dragon Man from escaping.
"Roar~"
After several back-and-forth attempts, the Terror Dragon Man instantly fell into a frenzy. It no longer cared about the chains, lowering its head with the momentum, and savagely rammed into the area where the hunters were concentrated. Its two sharp horns irresistibly shattered the building behind the hunters, then immediately it lifted them, directly flipping the building over.
"Ahh! Ahh!"
After the building collapsed, several hunters who couldn't dodge in time were crushed.
Boom! Boom!
The battle continued.
"Reinforce the first squad with three men! Attack target—the Terror Dragon Man's neck!"
"First squad, spread out according to drill formations to minimize casualties!"
"Second squad, increase firepower and attack the Terror Dragon Man's injured points! Strive to kill the Terror Dragon Man as quickly as possible!"
Axel calmly directed the battle, strategically positioning his forces against the Terror Dragon Man's weaknesses without a trace of panic, gradually expanding the Terror Dragon Man's injuries and striving for an early victory.
"You damned reptile, you actually... actually had the heart to harm young, strong boys?! Unforgivable! You... die!"
Bang!
Just as the Self-Defense Force and the Terror Dragon Man were locked in a fierce battle, an enraged shout, like a muffled thunderclap, suddenly exploded. Immediately, a burly figure descended from the sky, landing a fierce punch on the struggling Terror Dragon Man's head.
Crash! Roar!
A muffled thud and a tragic shriek followed in quick succession. The Terror Dragon Man's head was literally caved in like a bowl, its skull shattered, one of its ping-pong ball-sized eyeballs popped out, and its entire face was unrecognizable, a truly gruesome sight.
After a tragic shriek, the Terror Dragon Man's enormous body swayed a few times, then crashed down with a rumble. The chains on its body clanged incessantly. It groaned in pain a few times, its body occasionally twitching.
After half a minute, the Terror Dragon Man finally fell silent, meaning it was completely dead.
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