Hunter of Mysterious Creature

Chapter 852 - 94: Materialized Desire

Although the original owner had envisioned such a scene in his mind, when fantasy turned into reality, the intense sense of unreality made him feel as if he were in a dream.

Moreover, the pile of chips here was far more than he had imagined...

He couldn’t estimate how many chips were piled up like a mountain, but he knew very well that this was a fortune enough to rival a nation’s wealth... The original owner, stunned by the shocking scene before him, didn’t even realize one thing: Since its opening, the Dragon City casino hadn’t produced as many chips in total as a corner of this little mountain.

In the original owner’s current understanding, chips equaled money, and with so much money, he could accomplish almost anything he had wanted to do but couldn’t...

Missions, rewards, gambling debts... the original owner no longer cared about any of that. His only thought now was to claim this mountain of golden chips as his own.

"This... this is..." A stunned voice came from behind as three mercenaries walked out of the tunnel, staring ahead with undisguised shock... and greed in their eyes.

At this moment, the original owner suddenly rushed to one of the mercenaries, drew a dagger, and plunged it into the side of the mercenary’s neck. Then, using the dying mercenary’s weapon, he took the mercenary’s body as a shield and pulled the trigger at the other two mercenaries!

The deafening gunfire echoed in the vast rock cavity, and the other two mercenaries hadn’t even reacted to what happened when they were shot and fell to the ground — although they were wearing bulletproof vests with added ceramic and carbon fiber composite armor on vital areas, the bullets still penetrated their bodies and shredded their organs.

For ordinary people, this was an era where offense far outweighed defense. The weapons they were equipped with were designed to effectively harm anomalous creatures, with caliber and single-shot charge significantly upgraded from pre-anomalous creature war human personal weapons. In the face of ten-millimeter caliber full-power rounds, that thin layer of armor was no different from a sheet of paper.

After taking down the three mercenaries, the original owner immediately aimed the gun at the female Hunter who had just emerged from the tunnel.

The female Hunter was also a bit dazed by the sudden turn of events, but facing the muzzle of the gun, her muscle memory saved her life — she reflexively rolled aside, dodging the last two bullets in the magazine, then quickly got up and retreated back into the tunnel.

A distinct clicking sound came from the gun’s empty magazine — besides the terrifying recoil, the most obvious cost of increasing bullet caliber and charge was the drastic reduction in ammunition capacity per unit.

In the old days, a standard automatic rifle magazine typically held between twenty and thirty rounds, and there were even extended magazines holding forty or fifty rounds, or large drum magazines for up to a hundred rounds. But in this era, except for soldiers equipped with power armor, no one would use such equipment anymore.

They were simply too heavy.

In the old days, the standard ammunition stock of an assault rifle for the Xiazhou Federal Army was 200 rounds, but now it had been reduced to 50 rounds. The weapons carried by these three mercenaries used ten-round magazines, but even so, the weight of a single magazine was much heavier than a thirty-round 5.56X45 NATO magazine.

The original owner fumbled to remove the empty magazine and reached for the magazines attached to the mercenary’s body, but the barely conscious mercenary suddenly struggled violently now, making it temporarily impossible for the original owner to pull out the magazines from the plastic holder on his waist.

The other two mercenaries were dead, but they had fallen a little further away, and retrieving their weapons would take at least two seconds.

The original owner didn’t think too much and immediately discarded the automatic rifle, rushing into the tunnel with a dagger in hand.

He dared not hesitate for even a second... if he let the female Hunter escape, it would all be over!

"You’re fucking... you’re fucking insane!" the female Hunter shouted as she saw the original owner charging into the tunnel. However, when she noticed the original owner wasn’t holding a gun, she suddenly turned around with a grim smile.

"You don’t think you can take me out with that little knife, do you?" the female Hunter said coldly.

Her ability was night vision and the ability to switch to thermal imaging sight at any time. Although this ability wasn’t very useful in close combat, it didn’t mean she was just a support-type Hunter.

The female Hunter turned off her flashlight, and the light in the tunnel diminished by half, her eyes emitting a faint red glow.

The original owner let out a cold laugh, also threw away the flashlight, his eyes glowing with a ghostly green light.

It could only be called a coincidence, but both of them had very similar Meme Abilities, which instantly shook the female Hunter’s confidence.

In Sun Hang’s first-person view of the original owner’s memory, he could fully experience the original owner’s ability — in the pitch-black vision, the female Hunter’s body outline was highlighted by a bright green fluorescent line, and her every move, even the slight rise and fall of her chest as she breathed, could be clearly seen in the original owner’s vision.

"You’re dead," the female Hunter said, "Your dagger is too short."

"On the contrary," the original owner replied in a low voice, "Your whip is too long."

The female Hunter paused, and in the next second, she swung her whip towards the original owner.