Lagren looked at the Ghouls before him in shock.
In fact, as the liaison for the Monster Hunters, there were very few things that could shock Lagren, the same goes for the Ghouls.
However, over a hundred Ghouls exceeded his expectations.
Lagren knew how powerful the Ghouls were.
Their huge bodies granted them strength far beyond a common man, and their skin was as hard as iron armor, allowing them to ignore small-caliber handguns.
As long as the terrain was suitable, the monsters could easily wipe out a team of 10 fully armed men.
Now, the number of Ghouls was enough to plunge half of Eiders into a whirlpool of destruction.
"Retreat!"
Lagren shouted at Smith, but he raised his gun and pulled the trigger.
Bang!
The shotgun fired a projectile in a radial pattern, engulfing the nearest Ghoul and tearing its flesh apart.
Roar!
The pain in his body made the Ogre roar loudly, but his roar stopped abruptly.
The long-handled axe was as big as a door, swinging down and splitting the Ghoul in half. Then, the axe swung to the left, sending one of the Ghoul's legs flying. At the same time, the nearest Ghoul was sliced in half at the waist.
Thick blood splattered all over the ground, bringing with it a pungent stench.
The Ghouls were stunned for a moment before they roared one after another.
The death of their kind and the fresh blood stimulated them, causing them to instantly charge at Lagren.
Lagren didn't retreat.
Behind him was his hotel.
His guests were staying in his hotel.
Protecting the guests in the inn was his heartbeat.
Over a hundred Ghouls surprised him, but it wasn't a reason for him to retreat.
Kak, Kak!
Bang!
A clear cocking noise later, the shotgun spat out sparks again.
It would also be the last time it fired.
At the next moment, the shotgun was infused with Lagren's powerful strength and blasted out with a layer of afterimages, crashing into the head of the charging Ghoul.
Bang!
The tremendous force caused the Ghoul to fall to the ground with a thud.
It didn't die, but the dizziness caused it to lose its footing. The Ogre was immediately trampled into meat paste by the charging Ogres.
At the same time, the charging speed of the Ogres slowed down.
It was a very short pause.
However, it was enough for Lagren.
He held the end of the battle-ax with both hands, slightly separated his legs, and abruptly exerted strength from his waist. Then, his legs crossed with the strength from his waist.
Wu!
Wu wu wu!
After a loud thud, continuous thuds followed. Lagren spun around and dashed into the Ogres like a powerful blender, splashing blood and flesh everywhere.
In a breath's time, more than ten Ogres had been killed.
But more ogres continued to charge forward.
After the initial unstoppable momentum, the battle axe in Lagren's hand became slower and slower. In the end, when another Ogre fell to the ground, Lagren panted heavily.
It wasn't without reason that he became the liaison for the Monster Hunters but not the Monster Hunters.
He was strong enough, even the Ogres couldn't compete with him, but he didn't have enough stamina. It was because of the innate factors and the acquired injuries.
Roar!
The roaring Ogre came out again.
The battle-ax was swung down heavily, the Ogre fell to the ground again. Lagren's panting got heavier, to the point that he couldn't even lift his battle-ax anymore.
Lagren grinned when he saw the Ogre in front of him.
A grenade appeared in his hand out of nowhere.
"Hey, have you seen fireworks before?"
Lagren asked, his index finger ready to pull the pin.
However, Smith was faster.
Like a mirage, Smith suddenly appeared on the scene and crashed into the Ogre.
Bang!
The two disproportionate bodies were like a car and a truck, but in the end, the truck was sent flying. Not only was it sent flying, but the other trucks were also dragged along with it.
The Ogre's charging momentum was halted again.
Smith grabbed Lagren and retreated quickly.
"Let me go!
You bastard! Why are you still here?
You bastard! "
Lagren scolded loudly when he was grabbed by the collar.
Lagren was infuriated.
He was angry that Smith didn't listen to him and left first.
Or more precisely, Smith didn't bring Saya and the other girls with him.
"Take a break.
I'll help you stop them. "
Smith didn't care about Lagren's scolding, he placed Lagren in front of the hotel entrance and dashed towards the Ogre again.
Looking at the Ogre baring its fangs and brandishing its claws, Smith's eyes showed a sense of shame.
He was scared just now.
That's right, scared!
When he saw the black mass of Ogres outside the hotel, he instinctively wanted to run.
Perhaps his strength could grow quickly, but the heart of a powerhouse wasn't something that could be easily acquired, especially for someone like Smith, who was used to ambushing.
In the past battles, he always won by catching the Ogre off guard, so Smith never thought of facing the enemy head-on, let alone this many Ogres.
However, Lagren's shout and the many Ogres charging at him woke Smith up.
At that moment, he kind of understood why Lagren didn't allow him to become a Monster Hunter.
Based on his performance just now, he would be tarnishing the Monster Hunter's name.
"Courage!
The courage to face a powerful foe!
You didn't allow me to become a Monster Hunter because you saw that I didn't have that?
Then … "
"Please wait and see."
Unknowingly, Smith, who addressed the hotel owner respectfully, crashed into another Ogre like before.
However, unlike before, when he retreated upon contact, this time, Smith dashed forward.
He fought with his bare hands.
The Blood Kin had a way of fighting with their bare hands, but after the rise of firearms, such a way of fighting seemed to have left the stage.
However, the instinct that flowed in his blood wouldn't go away.
Even though he was just a mixed Blood Kin, when his battle instinct was triggered, he instantly turned into a ghost under the night sky.
His nails sharpened.
His steps became swift.
As he floated, blood flowers bloomed on the Ogre's body one after another.
Unlike Lagren's open and straightforward battle style, Smith's fighting style was strange and tricky, making it hard to defend against. However, both of them shared the same essence: killing the enemy.
Therefore, when the members of the Special Operations Team appeared, they were completely stunned by the scene in front of them.
Bodies of Ogres were scattered on both sides of the street like garbage.
The two warriors, who were covered in blood, stood in front of the door of Stove-grilled Fish. They did not take a single step back.
That's right, warriors!
Every member of the operation team who saw the scene before them gave the title of warrior to Lagren and Smith, especially Mier who just came down from the car. Her heart was the most shaken.
Mier had fought the Ogres before, so she knew how strong they were. It was a monster that required a fully equipped team of Spec Ops members to fight, and it must be discovered first. If they were ambushed, it would take at least two teams of people to deal with it.
But now?
The two of them annihilated over a hundred Ogres.
What if the Spec Ops had to deal with the Ogres?
Perhaps …
The bad thought made Mier feel bitter in her mouth.
She thought of Kieran's words again.
'Cows and sheep like to live in herds, while beasts prefer to roam alone.'
At first, she wanted to convince Kieran with a reason like 'only lions in a group would dare to hunt an elephant, while a lone tiger could only roar on an empty stomach'.
However, what she saw just now made her give up on the idea.
There was only one reason why beasts couldn't roam alone: they weren't strong enough.
Lions might need to travel in herds.
Tigers that roamed alone might not have a high hunting rate.
But …
What if it was a dragon instead?
There was nothing that a dragon breath couldn't solve.
If there was, a second breath would be enough.
With the Spec Ops' participation, the ambush from the Ogres seemed to be coming to an end, and the battle seemed to be ending as well.
But as the stench of blood and flesh spread, pairs of ruthless and cruel eyes appeared in the thick darkness.
Ogres.
Ghouls.
Shapeshifters.
Blood Kin.
Werewolves.
Souls of the dead with translucent bodies roaming the area.
The Spec Ops members quickly gathered their men and formed a thin line of defense with their cars.
Mier looked at the countless monsters in the darkness, her forehead breaking out in cold sweat.
She felt nervous.
No one around her wasn't nervous.
Even Wier's knuckles turned white as he gripped the hilt of his sword.
The night breeze was blowing slowly.
No one knew which monster was the first to roar.
Instantly, countless monsters jumped out from the darkness, forming a monstrous wave and crashing down on the thin line of defense.
Kaboom!
The cars were blasted into the sky when they came in contact with the monsters.
The monsters opened their bloody mouths wide, saliva splashing everywhere.
They couldn't wait to taste the delicious flesh and blood.
Dak, Dak, Dak.
The sound of footsteps suddenly traveled into the field. The footsteps were supposed to be light, but they were not drowned out by the roars of the monsters.
Quite the opposite!
It was getting clearer.
It was getting louder and louder.
It sounded like thunder, echoing in the scene, but when one listened carefully, it was silent. Instead, a deep black shadow appeared before their eyes.
From the initial upper body to the complete body, the black figure slowly walked out of the shadows. The deep black color made the shadows seem lighter. The black figure slowly walked forward as if it was taking off the outer clothes called shadows. When the outer clothes fell to the ground, the black figure slowly walked out of the shadows.
He glanced at the monsters that were charging at him like a tidal wave.
Immediately, the charging monsters halted their steps.
Then, he turned around and walked away.
He passed through the pale-faced members of the Special Operations Division.
He walked steadily to Lagren and Smith.
His voice sounded clearly.
"You guys are blocking the way.
It's late, I want to rest. "
At the same time, the sound of an explosion rang out.
That was …
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