After a brief period of chaos due to the opponent's surprise attack, the thugs of "Black Moon" quickly organized an effective counterattack. Because there was no containment of the elite detachment this time, and at the same time, the "Black Moon" was also strongly supplemented with the assistance of the regional branches - plus the commander finally knew that his actions were doing a disservice and obediently shut up, the "Black Moon" counterattack still made the members of the "Red Constellation" feel a little unexpected.

First of all, there aren't too many elite members of the "Red Constellation" who are currently in charge of raiding the warehouse, so in terms of average combat ability, they don't take too much advantage compared to most of the "Black Moon" members who practice the Eastern Martial Arts genre. Second, the defenders of the Black Moon soon discovered that all of the other party's actions were based on the destruction of the warehouse; Therefore, they also learned to be smart, not to go head-to-head with the opponent's long-range firepower, but to turn behind the opponent and suddenly launch an attack - coupled with the fact that the "Black Moon" had the advantage at this moment in numbers, the "Red Constellation" was unexpectedly powerful this time.

"Cut ......" in the face of an opponent who already knows how to deal with himself, if it were an ordinary person, I am afraid that he will choose to temporarily retreat and fight again in the coming day - there is no advantage in terms of numbers and combat power, and the opposite side still occupies the home advantage. But the "Red Constellation" is different - they are the strongest hunters in the mainland, and they have already reached a contract with their employers, so they do not give up this option lightly.

Moreover, everyone present was convinced that the two captains would not fail to notice the difference in their opponents' strategies - they would be able to arrive in time and sweep the three warehouses like a gale.

In general, such hopes are not wrong...... Only this time, it's a little different.

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This is definitely the most confusing thing that Zax has seen in his more than ten years of career as a hunter.

The sun at noon. Dense forests. The sound of rustling, fallen comrades.

As for himself and another companion who was also the captain, they had been pierced through the abdomen, and although they did not hurt their lives, they could only sit down against the trunk of the tree, looking around with a pale face, and clutching the bleeding wound to survive.

"Is it there?" An afterimage flashed, and Zax immediately raised his gun and aimed it at the grass over there for a few shots. A few gunshots that roared even louder in the woods rang out, but only the muffled sound of bullets hitting the dirt—there was no doubt that anything had ever existed there.

"Damn—" Zax turned around, and was about to complain when he was horrified to find a silver awl flying towards his abdomen. He slammed the rifle sideways to block the sudden attack, but what he didn't expect was that the ice pick actually broke the metal rifle directly, slowed down slightly, and hit Zacks directly in the chest - although it was not as sharp as when it pierced through the companion, it still sent Zax straight away.

To add insult to injury, a heartfelt chill spread across the abdomen as the ice pick vanished—the chill dissipated more slowly as the dense trees blocked out the warm sunlight.

What is Desperate Situation? This is a desperate situation. Zax's career as a huntrean, the first time he encountered this, he didn't even see the enemy, and he was almost hit hard - as early as ten years ago, he traveled with the then regimental commander's successor, Randif Orlando, that is, the "son of the fighting god", and was directly praised by the "fighting god" at that time, Zax, the best of his generation, has experienced hundreds of battlefields? How many thousand enemies are swords?

In this experience, he has had the despair of waiting for reinforcements to arrive for a day and a night with limited ammunition when he is outnumbered, relying on the terrain and the will to survive, and finally waiting for reinforcements to arrive, the powerlessness of several people in the face of the top powerhouses, and the crushing victory of countless comrades' corpses - but he persevered. Running out of ammunition? Never mind. Outnumbered? Never mind. The teammates around him fell like leeks one by one? And it didn't matter - Zax thought he was qualified to say that he had seen all the battlefields in the world and faced all the enemies.

But this time...... It's just so weird.

When the twenty or so people of themselves took the path in the forest and rushed to the northernmost "Black Moon" warehouse area, in the depths of this dense forest, a purple light suddenly flashed, shattering the helmets of his companions behind the palace.

Although they didn't expect to be attacked by the enemy here, as top hunters, they reacted quickly and formed a defensive circle. They didn't care about their teammates who had fallen to the ground under the purple light, but took care of their own safety first.

However, what happened next was definitely the strangest thing that everyone present had to admit in their lives - except for the occasional squirming noise, which proved that there seemed to be some special existence around them, they were severely injured by their opponents by nearly a third of their companions without seeing each other's figures at all.

Thunder, lightning, flames, ice picks, and other attack methods that seem to be products of nature, let's not talk about it - why in such a dense forest, where it is obvious that humans are fighting fire, a venomous snake that does not know how to die suddenly sprang out - even if it is then cut in two, before death, inject yellow-green venom into the arm of a team member who is now pale and lying down and resting after being injected with serum?

Why, in an attack that appears to be all magical, is occasionally mixed in with one or two ordinary grenades that are not so powerful?

Abdomen, legs, hands – the opponent's attacks are all focused on areas that immobilize the person, but do not kill them. Except for the unlucky guy who was the first to be hacked to death, there didn't seem to be any sacrifice on his side.

Who can maintain such a mobile ability for ten minutes, which they can't even see?

Who can make himself, a close-range assaulter who ranks first in the entire regiment of the "Red Constellation", not even touch the shadow of the opponent for a moment?

Someone, strange as it may seem, seems to be able to drive a viper to attack his own men?

What kind of existence is this? If it weren't for the fact that the other party's attack was mixed with a grenade or other artifact, they would even wonder if they were being punished by some strange god or demon.

"Who the hell are you!!" Angry, anxious and frightened, finally someone couldn't stand the situation and shouted out uncontrollably.

The hunters are battle-hardened, but they're also human beings – and the powerlessness of drawing their swords and looking around in the face of a completely unknown enemy is enough to break their hearts.

And as if deliberately to appear at this time - a small figure covered in a black cloak appeared in everyone's eyes.