Somewhere inside a facility laced with thousands of hovering equipment and sophisticated gadgets, four people were present next to a giant glassy entrance. Hypersensitive armed scanners kept floating while patrolling the entire lobby.These four individuals were no other than the siblings pairs, Liam and Rose McConnell, and other two were Su and Wu Jiang. Rose and Su Jiang were standing relaxed while leaning to the walls on the opposite side of the hall. However, both of their pupils kept moving two and fro while following Liam's march of nervousness.Wu was quietly sitting on the floor. Rose and Su were just staring at Liam's who kept biting his nails, However, soon enough Wu couldn't help but hissed in annoyance,"Jesus! Liam…" Wu uttered, "Would you please stop already? Calm down….jeez!""...I am calm!""Then stop moving in circles like a fucking chu-chu train! you are so annoying!""Shut the fuck up, Wu…" Liam replied with a cold stare, "Don't act as if you are any better!""Fuck
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~Cough ~Cough~Argh ~Agh"Stop! Stop…"He kneeled on the ground and raised his left arm to stop the clone from attacking. He puked blood on the ground. Both his arms trembled as if he was having seizures. "Just give me a—" ~cough ~cough"Just… let me catch ~huff ~huff my breath…."It was the 15th day in the abyss. The clone retracted the trident away from his neck. He gazed at Creed, painting the ground with blood and spit, expressionless. His shirt was completely turned into a shredded rag, whereas the clone had only minor scratches here and there."You really think this is going somewhere?""What's that?" Creed pushed himself against the ground slowly but his legs gave up as he crumbled on the ground. His body was bleeding from scratches and wounds, he asked, "What do you mean?"~thud.."This new combat technique…" The clone replied, "How come it is making you weaker?""So you felt it on the 15th day?" Creed replied panting heavily, "I felt that on the 7th day… guess that also pro
Inside the uncharted territory of bhu-lok, 102 km southeast, on the outer region of the public shelter, the grassland of åbűth reflected a scintillating hue across the boundless sky. The wind dashed through over the ground, marinating the surrounding with a chronic ambiance.The grassland stretched as far as eyes could see. Beyond the horizon, several silhouettes of huge hills and mountains stood with pride at the farthest edge of the gleaming sky. This was the edge of the outer boundary of the public shelter. Beyond these boundaries, there were no laws. No matter which direction one goes, the only thing that lies outside these boundaries is always crippling chaos.Past these boundaries, one could either be a hunter or the hunted. That is the only law beyond human-made cocoons to protect themselves from the brutality of outside world the so-called public-shelters. They all knew that beyond these boundaries exist undefined paranoia, terrifying creatures and unexplainable phenomenons.
The entire crowd shuffled like a deck of cards. People immediately began to switch spots. Some of the clan-ness individuals started forming groups based on the preferred clan inclusion requirements, whereas others broke off from the group and joined as the individual. Everyone had their own strategy and preference relevant to their own paradigm of success. Regardless, the field turned into a noisy fish market. This collaboration mission was published by the Green Boards association. Surprisingly, these temporary clan inclusions stem from the fact that the Green Boards Association had imposed a strict rule. A limit of maximum head count for each party to be 12, whether it's a clan based or clannless. This was done to level things out a bit. To give clanless parties and solo hunters a fair advantage, and restrict the clan based parties to hogg over entire loot in the hunt. However, this member count restriction didn't turn out as expected. The clans quickly found a loophole. The ent
Colt and Nakiya once again try to suppress their giggles as they look at each other. Agenor cleared his throat just to stop the verbal bullying."Maira…just leave the poor guy alone!" Agenor cut her off, "But you guys do understand that I'm only allowing these kinds of jokes until the kid comes, right?""...the bloody audacity of optimism!" Falco snorted with a disdainful laugh, "If he was willing to join today he would have been here already. I'm telling you, he ain't coming… so let's just fill the form and get it over with!""Come on! You don't know that." Agenor replied, "besides, it's not like we'd be getting a prize for submitting the form so early, so let's just wait until we can!"At this, Colt mustered his courage to interrupt Agenor."Agenor! I kinda agree with Falco on this one… I mean, he was pretty spooked when the Master announced her intentions."Nakiya chipped in as well, adding to Colt's concern. "Yeah. Our goal is just too daunting, almost to the point of lunacy. All
Varun gazed at the guy draped under a dark hood standing right next to him. His fingers curled into fists when he realized that the guy closed the gap between them before he could even blink. He couldn't even sense him until he was standing right next to him, glaring into his eyes. If this was a real life battle, Varun would find himself in a vulnerable spot. The degree of potential threat he posed made Varun take another step back without even thinking. However, Varun's demeanor shifted from feeling threatened to dogmatic when the guy removed his hood. He felt the colossal spike in his pulse when he saw his face. Varun immediately recognized the familiar lengthy scar stretching from his nose to his left cheek, his dark brown eyes. "You… Wait, hold on! Why are you here, Gryffon?""..."Creed replied nothing just kept gawking at him from an arm's distance. Without any reply to any of his stupid question, he picked up his rucksack from the ground. From just a mere touch Varun already
While Agenor took care of form and document, Maira and Creed were fidgeting with their own rucksacks next to each other. The thing about archers is that their equipment needs more attention and preparation than anyone else in the team.Their gears are consumables so they had to keep a check on how much they can carry on a single mission. Maira knew that Creed had packed a huge set of arrows inside his rucksack, but when she peeked at his bag, it was thrice as big as her own. "Just out of curiosity...how many arrows did you bring?" She asked,"216" Creed replied, "Why? Running low on supplies? I can spare some if you need?""Nah! I'm good… but you know bringing so many would slow you down! I understand that you like to plan things beforehand but this is just too much…""I hope you're right…" Creed's fingers trembled slightly, "coz for some I feel that even this much won't be enough."Maira asked, "What about soul armas? How many arrow-type soul armas do you have?""One!" Creed replied