Chapitre 11: Chapter-11
For instance, if you are a warrior of the fourth tier, you have the ability to knock out a powerful force of terror with a single punch, but you might not be able to catch up to a hunter of the second tier who is agile.
It should come as no surprise that hunters of the second tier are unable to penetrate the defences of soldiers of the fifth tier. In a nutshell, there is an implicit form of authority structure that exists between mutants.
On the basis of the little boss's running speed, it is possible to infer that he is a first-order agile hunter. This boss is pursuing Alex very closely.
Even though it is only a first-order in this inaccessible ruined city, ordinary people belong to an aristocratic existence in comparison to them.
Because first-order hunters can only exist as civilians in medium and large towns, forts, and shelters, this "aristocrat" is willing to come forward and grab a bowl with ordinary refugees. The reason for this is that first-order hunters can only exist as civilians slightly more than refugees.
However, if you go out into the wild countryside, you will find that hundreds of ordinary refugees have enshrined the treatment of the king.
At this juncture, there is a division in the nobility of ability. In the event that it is a rare first-order controller, it may be afforded the same status as a knight within the organization.
Uh...
Alex stared at the eschatological hunter who was closing in on him, fully aware that there was no way he could avoid being robbed.
He would not believe that he was a hidden mystic scholar because, if that were the case, then he would not have had such a string of unfortunate events occur on this day...
Because a little bit of the physical strength that was recovered by sucking the giant beetle's brain medullary fluid was used up in more than half of the fights, the speed also slowed down quite a bit in order to leave enough physical strength to fight when the beetle was running. This was done in order to preserve the remaining physical strength to fight.
Alex knew he was getting closer to the "nobility" behind him when he heard the sound of running and cursing coming from behind him. He did a rough calculation and determined that he would be caught up by them in less than ten seconds!
Has today come to be my moment of checkmate, perhaps?
The bone dagger tainted with ghost spider venom was within reach of his right hand at the blade of his waist. As long as he is able to inflict moderate damage on his opponent, he is allowed another turn.
Despite the fact that he is aware of the limited potential of this opportunity, which is solely due to the fact that the other party is a mutant.
Over the course of the past five years, I have been fortunate enough to survive numerous dangerous situations, such as the siege of the tyrannical race, the group attack of cannibals, the betrayal of my teammates, and so on.
And there is no question that their very own chances of survival have increased in a linear fashion.
On the other hand, in these final days, "blood" stands for everything.
Even if you are an experienced hunter who has spent decades living in the wilderness before the last days, your marksmanship will not be as good as a first-order vision-enhanced hunter's.
The truth is not fair, and especially not in these final days.
"Boy, try to spread the girl and run away!" This is your last chance to run, because wait, your hands and hamstrings will be drawn by me! " "Boy, try to spread the girl and run away!"
The Faceless Boss puts psychological pressure on his prey by chasing after them frantically while smiling sinisterly at them. They were the ones who were being chased.
"There are only five seconds left."
Alex paid no attention to the danger lurking behind him and instead took a rough reading of the sound coming from the back. He kept the opposing side within striking distance of his attacks.
In point of fact, he had already cast a glance at the leader, who was adorned with a crossbow around his waist. He had the ability to lift the crossbow and shoot himself in the foot, but the opposing side did not do so.
Because the hunters of these final days employ a peculiar form of psychological manipulation when they play with the hands of their prey.
Alex, who mocks his own psychology by pointing the finger at the other side, wants to give the other side an unstoppable opportunity to counterattack!
Hold on just a second!
a distance of about thirteen meters!
The amount of time it takes you to blink is the benchmark for first-order speed hunters.
Alex fired without even a hint of a drag, then abruptly turned and waved the deadly dagger on the edge of the blade, chopping out in the air!
At the same time, the little leader, just as he had guessed, rushed up behind him within seconds and also raised the steel knife with a strong wind, severely chopping Alex's neck!
However, Alex's sneaky move made him appear out of the blue. Regardless of how quickly he moved, his adversary's subsequent attack was no more effective than brushing up against the blade!!!
His eyes widened in amazement, and he was able to make out the green blade that was held by his adversary. It was already way past the closing time. This is another one of the drawbacks of having a fast computer...
Oh, no.!!
On the back of his finger that was holding the steel knife, he had the dagger that was tainted with the venom of the Ghost Spider...
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
Power Stone 
-- Power
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