Global Disaster: I Will Slay Gods In This Second Chance!-Chapter 55: Hunter

When night arrived, the 13th Demon Hunter squad gathered in their van once more.

With knowledge of the Second Era Ending Calamity, they knew that this case wasn’t as simple as it seemed.

Akihito looked at the phone in the van, fingers interlacing nervously.

The others were relatively calm, expressionless even.

Then, when the sixth minute passed, the phone suddenly buzzed.

Everyone’s expressions turned heavy, their brows creasing.

Zold calmly grabbed the phone and answered the call, putting it in speaker mode.

[13th Demon Hunter Squad?! Captain Starks?! Requesting backup! More than ten rogue awakeners appeared in the western area!]

Without even waiting for Zold’s orders, Seiji flicked his wrist.

Chck!

He started the engine, and the car surged forward, leaving behind a trail of thick white smoke!

Brmm!

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Kyokotsu Ward, West Area.

"Surrender now! All of you are surrounded!"

The police chief shouted at the empty street, raising his hand.

The streets were utterly silent.

’Ten awakeners...’

This was the first time a large group of rogue awakeners had been involved in the same crime.

Not only that, but the suspected Limited Individual hadn’t made their appearance yet.

The more the police chief thought about it, the heavier his heart became.

As time passed, the heavier the silence became.

Even with the police chief’s experience and resistance to nerve-wracking situations, his hand was still quivering from the tension of his muscles.

Woosh!

Just as he was feeling anxious, a beep suddenly resounded behind them, headlights flashing on their position.

The police chief instinctively turned around. When he saw the familiar white van, his expression immediately relaxed, showing an eased expression.

"Captain Starks!"

The police chief called out as he hurriedly walked to them.

Hopping out of the van, the 13th Demon Hunter Squad all had solemn expressions.

Their gazes were fixed on the street, scanning all directions.

Stepping outside, Zold immediately spread his spiritual sense to the maximum.

With the quality of his spiritual energy, his spiritual sense could spread outwards of at least a 500-meter radius.

Woosh!

Very quickly, he sensed multiple spiritual energies.

"Three on the left, two on the right, and four scattered in the area..."

Zold’s eyes lowered, pondering deeply.

After a brief pause, he turned around and gave instructions to the other members.

"Akihito, Ayase, and Seiji. Go to the left. There are three rogue awakeners there. Be careful."

The three of them quickly nodded.

"Namita, go to the right. You’ll be fighting two rogue awakeners. Be careful."

Namita nodded slightly, showing no worry.

Then, Zold paused. He turned his head around and stared at the silent street deeply.

"I’ll look in the entire area."

"Go!"

Hearing that, the other members showed no hesitation and vanished from their positions.

Zold also disappeared in a flash.

Woosh!

Seeing this, the police chief and other officers couldn’t help but fall silent.

Efficient, quick, and calm...

"This is a Demon Hunter Squad..."

The police chief muttered, his lips dry. His tense nerves relaxed as he brought his arm down.

’We can only hope they succeed...’

At this moment, while Zold was chasing the scattered "awakeners", he couldn’t help but ponder deeply.

Which demonic spirit was this?

He recalled all the demonic spirits he knew, filtering those that could control people or monsters.

Then, he also factored in the demonic spirit’s peculiar obsession with targeting families with daughters.

’Obsession...’

Zold’s frown deepened, a name appearing in his mind.

’...’

He lowered his gaze.

’Could it be...?"

There was a particular demonic spirit that met all the conditions of the case.

This demonic spirit was among the top in terms of potential and strength, if left alone, they could even destroy a nation.

But the problem was that this demonic spirit only appeared at the mid to later stages of Hell’s Paradise.

Most era-ending calamities have stages of severity, growing more and more dangerous as time passes.

If it really was that demonic spirit, then there was a huge problem.

’The calamities are being accelerated?’

Zold slowed down, a deep frown etched on his face. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

If that was true, then...

Considering everything that happened so far, it could only be that demonic spirit.

The Demon of Sentiment.

Thinking of this, Zold immediately spread his spiritual sense as far as he could again.

Killing the rogue awakeners was useless, as long as the Demon of Sentiment was still alive, they could revive endlessly.

After a while, Zold narrowed his eyes.

"There you are."

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On the right side of the western area, Namita walked in an empty street, his eyes cold and lifeless.

He raised his hand, materializing a deep red mask.

[Hunter — Roleplay].

Without hesitation, Namita put the mask on his face.

The mask immediately sank on his flesh, seamlessly blending in with his face.

His eyebrows had thickened slightly, and his eyes gained a cold, piercing stare.

Four new abilities appeared in his mind: [Armed Mastery], [Subtle Presence], [Extreme Odor Sensitivity], and [Analytical Mind].

Using the following conditions:

1. In the process of hunting a living being,

2. Prey does not know they are being hunted,

3. Emotions must never fluctuate,

4. The environment must be dark,

5. Master of psychological analysis.

Namita exhaled softly, then he inhaled with his nose.

He closed his eyes, applying his extreme odor sensitivity in action.

The world darkened in front of him. Then, countless threads emerge, leading to different locations.

Each thread corresponded to a different scent.

He separated the scents of objects and living beings, focusing on the latter.

When experienced hunters look for their prey, they don’t just smell their prey’s scent.

Intent could also be scented.

He further separated the scent of living beings, focusing on those that had no significant emotional fluctuations or hostile intents.

Based on the information he knew, these rogue awakeners were simply puppets controlled by a demonic spirit.

Unlike humans, they didn’t have the unique intent of "life".

A brief while passed, then Namita opened his eyes.

He found them.

Taking a deep breath, he followed the scent unhurriedly, as if he wasn’t afraid his prey would escape.

He stopped by a tree, leaping over it calmly.

Then, he made another jump to the roof of a house nearby.

All of his actions were subtle and precise, leaving no noise.

Namita slowly walked from roof to roof.

His dark coat fluttered against the wind.

Then, he stopped.

He took out a pistol from his chest pocket, lowered the muzzle, and aimed it at his prey’s head.

In front of him, a man was on all fours, ears pressed against the roof’s surface, seemingly eavesdropping on the house below them.

The man didn’t sense Namita’s approach at all.

He continued to eavesdrop, unaware of his impending doom.

Then, Namita soundlessly fired.

Pst!

The pistol was equipped with a silencer, leaving only a faint sound.

The man widened his eyes, his throat hitching.

"Ah..."

But before he could shout, he felt his throat burst apart.

Namita soundlessly fired again.

Pst! Pst! Pst!

He fired until the man’s entire head appeared like a smashed melon.

After a few seconds, he stopped.

Namita blew the muzzle of the gun, staring at the corpse indifferently.

He waited for a couple of minutes to confirm that the man was dead.

Once he was certain, he shifted his gaze, staring at another location.

There was still one more prey.

Namita began moving again, his steps always unhurried, as if what was to come was an inevitable part of life.

To a hunter, a prey would never escape once it entered their eyes.