‘What kind of monster is this?’
One of the Hunter’s eyes was filled with despair, the other with terror. In terms of Monsters, North Korea was something of a ‘clean zone’. The population was small for its land area, and the quality of its Hunters was not high, so the frequency of Gate occurrences was naturally low.
The level of the Monsters they faced was also mediocre. To the North Korean Hunters, who had lived like sheltered flowers in a greenhouse, the opponent before them was nothing short of a catastrophe.
Whoosh.
It was just a simple swing of an arm. If the laws of physics existed normally in this world, half the Hunters’ bodies should not have been blown away like that. However, Octiens’s physical power was on a level that far surpassed ordinary laws.
Forget evasion or defense; wherever his arm reached, everything was destroyed.
“You bastard!!”
Flash.
Dozens of strands of pure white lightning flew out and struck Octiens’s back. It was the last resort of one of the few remaining S-rank Espers. Its power was far more formidable than the anti-tank cannons they had once prided themselves on.
Flash. However.
Octiens, who they expected to at least flinch, paid no mind and continued to clear out the surrounding Hunters. Even as blinding lightning struck him countless times, Octiens didn’t even blink.