"......" may not have expected that the attacker in the shadows would really appear according to his words, and several members of the "Red Constellation" who were still in good health and still retained a certain amount of combat power did not react for a while, and stood on the spot.

In this oppressive air and strange silence, the other party didn't seem to care too much about his reaction, but still maintained a very slow speed, approaching this side little by little.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zax couldn't help but glance up and down at the person in front of him - although the whole body was wrapped in a loose cloak, making him look much larger, but Zax himself recognized it at a glance, and the person who came was probably only a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy. The boy walked calmly, as if he didn't take the group of elite chasseurs on the other side seriously at all. In his hand, a short blade that exuded a strange chill was holding it in his hand, shining with an emerald green light under the reflection of the sunlight that penetrated the dense forest.

"You ......" Zax didn't know where he got the courage, but he asked in this extremely oppressive atmosphere. He swallowed, plucked up his courage, and said to the young man who had already locked his eyes on him, "Who are you......"

"For now, it's the enemy." Unexpectedly, the other party gave an answer that sounded like nonsense. If you heard the other party say this before the battle, the big bosses on your side would definitely be unable to help but laugh - but after the nightmarish duel just now, or the unilateral torture, no one dared to anger the other party even the slightest.

Although the other party's current action is very flawed, and it seems to be only an amateur level, Zax still doesn't dare to underestimate it - not to mention anything else, just because he can't catch the other party's amazing ability to act just now, it's not something he can handle.

"Are you an ally of the Black Moon?" Zax asked again. There is no mention in the intel that the Black Moon is hiding a master of this level - then it must be an ally of the Black Moon from somewhere else. This is even more strange, if it weren't for the hidden power of the "Black Moon" itself...... So what kind of master is able to completely hide himself in intelligence?

“…… Until you get out of here, count it out. There was no trace of emotion in the other party's voice. After another cold reply, the other party seemed to have no intention of continuing to fight with his side, and just turned his gaze to the other side of the forest, where they used to house the wounded. There were already several hunters lying there, badly wounded and unable to move. As for the corpses that were hacked to death before the war began, they were left hanging there and left no one to care.

It's not that these "Red Constellation" hunters have disregarded their comrades to such an extent that they are unwilling to even clean up the bodies of their companions - it's that they really can't pull their hands out.

"......" Zax's brain raced. In front of everyone, there were two cold facts: first, the enemy of unknown origin in front of him was so powerful that he and another captain, as well as dozens of top elite hunters, were powerless in battle. Second, the other party seemed to be deliberately avoiding too much killing, otherwise the wounded lying in another woodland at this moment would only be corpses scattered here.

And the other party's statement just now is also extremely obvious. Zax realizes that the "Red Constellation" has always been proud of its high task completion rate and employer satisfaction, and he is afraid that this time he will have to discount it under his own hands.

It's not unprecedented, and the mission objectives have not been achieved perfectly—but most of those are just due to mistakes in command or operations. Although Zax was annoyed, he was still not convinced, feeling that if he could give himself another chance, he would definitely be able to complete the task without regrets. And it is true that he himself has been refining his craft, and there are fewer and fewer cases like this. Only this time, the situation of the mission not being able to be completed is too special - an opponent who is too strong to be defeated, an opponent who is not expected by intelligence, suddenly appears, making all the plans and plans come to naught.

The scales of decision naturally tilt in the direction of reason. They are hunters, not warriors who pursue honor, nor are they dead soldiers who defend their homes and countries and have no way out. It's natural to be paid to do things, but it's not impossible for a hunter to refuse a mission if the employer's money doesn't match the goal he is going to deal with.

Fifty million Mira, hiring two Red Constellation brigades, destroying three warehouses, and doing everything in their power to kill the Black Moon is the employer's request - it makes perfect sense under normal circumstances. But now the plan had changed, and a huge mountain range in front of him that he couldn't climb over anyway.

"I see...... This time, let's retreat. It took a long time for Zax to grit his teeth and make such a decision. He looked at the other party with a sincere gaze, hoping to get the other party's consent.

The boy nodded imperceptibly. It was such a small action that made Zacks' hanging heart completely let go, and it also made the remaining soldiers breathe a sigh of relief. They are elite soldiers, and even if they die in battle, they will not complain, and they have long been prepared for this, but that does not mean that they can not show fear and weakness when facing a monster that they know is impossible to defeat.

They're not outright battle maniacs like Bloody Shelly. They just treat the battlefield as their workplace and do what they have to do, but they don't enjoy all of it.

Zax himself had a real sense of escaping from hell. After nodding slightly, the other party's attention was no longer on his side. The boy gave a casual last glance, and then decided to leave.

That's how it should be.

"You ......," his hands trembled, unable to even stand - his fellow captain, who had been lying there recuperating and had come here with Zax, stood up in annoyance.

The old hunter's pride was deeply hurt by the fact that he didn't take himself seriously - what he had never mentioned to anyone was that his character did not allow others to look down on him.

Everyone else was already dominated by fear, but the anger in his heart was beginning to awaken.

Eventually, anger overwhelmed reason.

The axe had already been shot out of the way—it didn't matter, he pulled out the pistol at his waist and pointed it at the boy who had already turned.

"This distance...... I'll see how you hide! ”