Hunter: Tonight, Germain joins the hunt

On the evening of January 27, a heavy rain suddenly fell on Meteor Street, catching everyone off guard.

The rain was heavy, crackling on tiles, wooden boards, plastic bags, and piles of corpses.

The corpses were all horrible, with distorted faces and dense hands and feet stretching towards the sky like black thorns.

Sheila stared solemnly at the pile of smelly corpses that would not be dealt with until tomorrow morning. She was silent for a long time and couldn't help but sigh.

How could it become like this?

When she heard about the war dilemma that Meteor Street was currently facing, she said goodbye to Kate and rushed back from a long distance, exhausted.

Unlike Germain and Xiaodi, no one in Meteor Street knew what she had done for the time being, so she was still considered a Meteor Street person.

Meteor Street really needs any living force now... No, it should be said that one-fourth of Meteor Street needs her.

One quarter of Meteor Street is controlled by a surviving elder, and three quarters of Meteor Street is controlled by the terrifying Zaiyi Luo.

Zaiyi Luo...

After several months of war, the residents of Meteor Street, who were originally proud and unyielding, have become confused and hesitant.

All the fighting forces of Meteor Street - elders, Phantom Troupe, combat troops, etc., have appeared, but they have all been defeated by Zaiyi Luo's forces.

What's more terrifying is that those who are captured by Zaiyi Luo's forces will experience extremely terrible torture.

The final fate of the captives is either to become food for the Chimera Ants, or to become neither human nor ghost, and become a member of the man-eating Chimera Ants.

It is already a very terrible thing to have the body eaten up, and now even the will of freedom and independence has been deprived. This is a heavy blow to Meteor Street.

The fact that they can hold the last quarter of the area is the result of fighting bloody battles day and night, constantly pulling the battle line back and forth, and doing their best.

As for reinforcements, they simply don't have much resources for this.

Those "gangs" that had worked closely with "Meteor Street" only sent a small force in at the beginning to try to hunt down the "New Ant King" and "New Ant Queen".

After the unexpected annihilation, the gangs stopped their activities and ignored the current poor situation of "Meteor Street".

They are like this, not to mention V5, the Kajin Empire and other countries and regions.

"Meteor Street" is like a garbage can for them. There is a war in the garbage can, and they don't need to care. They just need to be careful not to let it overturn.

What's more, in the past few months, these countries, regions, and organizations have made a lot of money just by selling arms, first aid drugs, stimulants, etc., almost squeezing out all the capital of "Meteor Street".

In addition, there are also some people who have crazy ideas, thinking that if all the people in Meteor Street become more terrifying Chimera Ants, then it will be more profitable to cooperate with them...

In the end, the only people who are really willing to help "Meteor Street" are people like Shira who have walked out of "Meteor Street".

Her "psychic ability" - "accumulated strong luck" did not seem to work wonders in the direct battle in the daytime.

Because of the constant bad luck, her body was bumped, scratched, and covered with mud, it really looked like a day of fighting.

It looked like Mickey Mouse's heart headdress, which was originally a pair of ears, but one of them disappeared.

Looking at the rain curtain made of big raindrops outside the awning, Shira felt too much anxiety in her heart, and then she couldn't help but reach into her pocket.

She took out her mobile phone, pressed the button, and saw her call record in the fluorescent light.

I...was it right to call them? Can I really save "Meteor Street" by doing this?

Perhaps, the people of "Meteor Street" would rather die than have the help of "traitors"?

However, "Meteor Street" is currently facing a reality that is more terrifying than death, that is, being replaced... completely replaced.

When it comes to combat power and malice against the outside world, the people of Meteor Street are actually completely overshadowed by this group of chimera ants.

If the "replacement" is completely completed, they will be more "Meteor Street people" than the people of Meteor Street...

Not only that, for the people of Meteor Street, when the physical body and spiritual will can be controlled and become another person, the death of complete annihilation is actually a great blessing.

Sheila sighed again.

Suddenly, some incredible sounds came from the torrential rain, which immediately aroused her vigilance.

She couldn't help but quiet down and listen, and the people of Meteor Street wearing protective clothing around her also slowed down their pace, trying to hear something from the violent raindrops.

But the rain was so heavy that it almost drowned everything.

Finally, when several shadows rushed out from the darkness, shouting in panic, people began to realize that something bad had happened.

They were all from Meteor Street.

Their protective suits were torn by something, revealing their bright red blood, which spilled randomly on the muddy ground and was washed away by the rain.

They were pale and stumbled.

Some rushed towards Sheila and the others, some stumbled and fell to the ground, and some knelt down in despair, praying for religious salvation.

One person finally rushed out from the rain curtain, as if he had lost his last breath, and fell under the awning, gasping for air.

"Help... Help..."

Sheila squatted down and tried to help him up, but found that he was shaking as if he was naked in the ice and snow.

His legs were more like stepping on the slippery ice, and no matter how hard he climbed, he couldn't get up.

He kept falling down, and his nose and face were swollen. He didn't even notice the dark red blood flowing into his mouth.

"Here it comes... the 'devil'... again..."

Sheila couldn't help but hold her breath at this moment. She knew very well what the "devil" this Meteor Street person was talking about.

It's a bit strange, but in a poor and crowded place like Meteor Street, there are indeed religions, cathedrals, and priests.

However, the cathedral, which was originally a gathering place for orphans in Meteor Street, had completely fallen a few months ago, and the statues and crosses in the cathedral were completely defiled.

Even the respected old priest who almost watched many young people in Meteor Street grow up, betrayed his faith and became a cannibalistic demon.

Then, these demons, amidst the rapid rain and drumbeats, laughed inexplicably and broke into everyone's field of vision.

Someone screamed, and then there was a bang bang bang of gunfire, which made Sheila's eardrums hurt.

Sheila felt her heart pounding, and her breathing became uncontrollably rapid. She quickly reached out and tried to drag the man on the ground to a safe place.

But the sound of bullets also rang in the rain.

The demons also use guns, and as they win many battles, they seize more and more, and their weapons and equipment become better and better.

After several ding ding ding sounds, Sheila seemed to hear the crisp sound of a stapler, and then she saw the flesh and blood of the person she was dragging flying all over her face.

The man completely fell down, and he didn't even have time to scream. What Sheila dragged away with all her strength was just a heavy corpse.

The exchange of fire in the rainstorm continued, but the demons had better weapons and equipment, and their physiques were far superior to those of ordinary people, even better than most Nen users.

The demons beat the people of Meteor Street back step by step, and soon had to give up this block, and had to leave some people who could not evacuate in time.

Unfortunately, Shira was one of those who could not evacuate in time.

Pah Pah Pah——

She panicked and got into the garbage dump next to her, and pushed many garbage bags on herself and buried herself.

Breath——Breathe——

Hiding in the stinking garbage dump, Shira heard that this small encounter for the demons was basically over.

However, there were occasional gunshots and screams, which were the executions of people who tried to escape or resist, or maybe they just wanted to play.

By now, they have fallen into demons and have long lost their human nature, becoming more tyrannical, vicious, and gluttonous.

They do need to capture captives and let the "Queen Ant" Zazan transform them into their own kind, but they don't need to capture all of them, just some of them.

After all, transformation is not 100% successful, and the captive's physique and luck are also important.

Later, Sheila heard the sound of someone tearing meat, and she saw two demons cutting a human into pieces through the gaps between the garbage bags.

They are eating people...

Once she realized this, Sheila couldn't help but have the urge to vomit, and she did her best to prevent herself from vomiting.

However, now she regrets it very much.

Did she rush back to Meteor Street from the Kajin Empire day and night just to become a meal in the belly of the demon?

Sheila never wanted such a bad luck to happen to herself, and she couldn't wait to use the "accumulated strong luck" and prayed silently.

Don't find me, don't find me, don't find me...

However, things didn't go as she wished.

A rustling, creepy sound rang out.

The garbage bag on Sheila's head was pushed aside, and the rain splashed on her face. She squinted her eyes and barely recognized a tall silhouette standing in front of her.

"Take a look, what did I find? There's another one here."

A rough, scaly hand grabbed Sheila's throat, easily pulled her out of the garbage pile, and held her in his hand.

No - no - no -

Sheila sobbed and punched and kicked, trying to break free, but the big hand gradually exerted force, forcing her to almost suffocate, and her neck was all red.

"Tsk tsk tsk..."

The devil stared at and enjoyed the scene with appreciation, sticking out his tongue and gently licking his lips.

"I realized a long time ago that when you are extremely scared, it is the most delicious moment for me."

"How tragic! You don't have the chance to transform like us, and you will never be able to taste this deliciousness... Can you still hear me? You are not going to die, are you?"

Sheila was indeed about to lose consciousness. She made a gurgling sound in her throat and her tongue couldn't help but spit out. Black spots were eroding from all around her retina. In a few seconds, the darkness would completely swallow her.

But she didn't want to die.

I don't want to die.

I don't want to die.

Tsk——

As if to respond to her inner prayer, a sharp whistle came from her ears, and then there was a blue light that was enough to pierce the darkness and save her!

"Ahhhh——" A scream that did not belong to her rang out.

Sheila fell to the ground, and she coughed violently several times before her consciousness and senses returned to her control.

When she looked up, she found that the demon that had been pinching her throat had disappeared.

No, that's not right, it's still here, but... only a charred, scattered piece is left.

Just a moment ago, it died a violent death due to some kind of power!

It was destroyed like this? ! What happened? !

Sheila opened her eyes wide, and her sight was involuntarily attracted by the moonlight sword emitting holy light in the hand of the black-robed man standing next to her.

"Sheila?" Germain pressed the brim of his tricorn hat, and his black eyes looked at Sheila, "It seems that we came at the right time."