Supreme Hunter in the Post-Apocalypse

ghtly in a black blanket appeare

and the thick smell of blood could

ual silence, vaguely, there see

e entering the hotel, leaving a

ned to the limit, and extreme fear froze on his face. All that r

shed out from under the door like a spring,

his skin told him that the blood was still wa

her body was thrown into the corner of the room, and the bed made of rough wood completely collapsed. The girl was wearing a coarse but very clean skirt. The exposed skin, whether it w

had bec

ned black and red by the splattered blood. Blood was still pouring out from the fragments of the limbs, forming puddles several centimeters deep on the groun

chopped up and

ting in the middle of the h

ike a waterfall, or a strand of silk, the e

were gaps all over the blade, and there were many fine tendons hanging from it. Only when dealing with furious iron-armo

showed a rainbow-like smile, and under the sunlight streaming in from the window, the t

oothold among the limbs all over th

and threw herself into his arms, kicking fle

was still soft and warm. Even though it had been soaked

ndages wrapped around the boy's body, even pulling him very painfully. The

as lacking most was clean water. In this era, the first thing everyone faced every day was survival. In the face o

hotel, and someone shouted: "Outsiders have killed peo

tal knocking could be heard from time to time. According to the sound,

er the black blanket. Half of the blade was amputated, leaving only the sharpest tip. Every sawtooth on the blad

was already comparable to the m

or. The girl stopped crying, and her beautiful blue eyes flickered around the room and landed on the s

d it ve

nife. He kept the girl behind him, quietly looking at the door and windows. Although the windo

ely became quieter, showing the sheriff's authority, although it wasn't enough. "Let me

sheriff, and the crowd immediately exclaimed, followed by

ous voice suddenly sounded outsid