I Became the Wrong Race

78 – Monster (4)

The situation was obvious to anyone who saw it.

I am the one at a disadvantage. I am still the one being hunted.

Although they say they killed a lot, the number of hunters was still large.

They have even prepared everything to deal with a monster like me.

He had a lot of experience in these types of battles, so he was pushing me while minimizing damage.

It was my first time experiencing something like this. The feeling of being hunted was clearly filling my mind.

Will Isla be okay? What about Lorian and his uncle?

Is there no one alive and dead?

The despairing thoughts that came to mind were quickly stopped by the murderous intent flying towards me.

Kaang!

Deflects incoming arrows. A crossbow that was deflected by the blade of a swung sword. Countless arrows were flying from beyond the crossbow that hovered in the air.

Do not avoid that trajectory. I can’t avoid it anyway. Even if your agility is 20, you are not at the level of dodging an arrow flying in your direction.

So, understand the trajectory as much as possible and swing the sword. Spread your legs slightly and extend the flipped blade from bottom to top.

Instead of extending it, return the flipped blade to its original position.

The arrows are pushed out with a “Ta-da-dang” Sound. Still, it couldn’t stop them all. The arrow that could not be blocked tore through the regenerating armor.

I was aiming for this from the beginning. I clicked my tongue and pushed my body back. Soon, bang.

Arrows stuck on the floor exploded. The explosion and fragments that rose at the end of the glow had the power to tear apart even the body of a homunculus.

If even the blood and armor are not intact, it will be over if you get hit. No matter where it hits the upper body, the neck is broken along with it.

I held my breath because I knew that.

The feeling of being eaten away by metallurgy.

However, we cannot step forward hastily. And if you make a mistake, you die there.

The body doesn’t get tired and debuffs don’t work, but the mind is different.

My mind is not a perfect fortress. I knew more clearly this time. My mind is extremely weak.

Just like any other human being.

I met the rushing hunters with arrows flying again.

He swung his ax wide, outside the arrow’s path. Byeongjanggi rushing toward me, tracing the shape of a full moon.

I sharply struck it away, holding the sword with both hands and widening the distance.

Sigh, with the sound of a shape-shifter hunter taking a deep breath, the ax strike was aimed at my whole body.

Swinging an ax soaring from bottom to top. When I tilt my head slightly to avoid that, it flips over and hits me from above.

When I caught the slashing ax with the edge of my sword, threw it to the side, and swung my fist, the hunter let go of the ax without hesitation, took out two daggers, and dodged my fist.

And puff, puff.

There’s a hole in my arm. I did it even though I knew it would be meaningless. The face of a woman similar to Isla but different was emotionlessly trying to kill me.

This is a gap that has already been forced open. I tried to kill the woman by swinging her her pierced arm her, and the hunter threw her her body her her her back her against him.

Perfect avoidance. An art that only the flexible snow leopard shapeshifters can do.

However.

“I saw it three times.”

My face hardens at the words I chewed out. I stamped my foot without even trying to return the fist I had swung.

Boom, the ground shook and I lowered my posture and whipped my head.

An attack heavier than any blunt weapon on the ground right now slams the shapeshifter’s body into the ground.

Cough, the ground is shaking and the hunter’s eyes are rolling. I raised my leg high and tried to trample.

Piiiiing, quaang!

Suddenly, an arrow of light struck my side and pushed me away.

A very heavy blow. The arm that blocked it felt tingly for a moment even though it was immune to the mourning debuff.

And in the place where they were pushed out, a hunter was waiting.

A snow leopard human waving his arms while making a sound like “Kwao”.

Do it yourself!

The claws protrude from the body. Before the pain could see in, I jumped forward and fought back.

A feeling of resistance running through my hands. Two severed arms at the end that was almost vaguely felt.

I lunged forward with my shoulder towards the shapeshifter with both arms cut off.

Kwaa!

The shapeshifters retreat, and arrows fly like something filling the space between me and the hunter.

Knock!

I pressed my right foot firmly into the ground and extended the star blades behind my back like wings.

[Explosive leap]

Then the world stretches out. A long red trace follows the point where the sword is aimed, cutting off the head.

Before the severed head even fell to the ground, there were hunters rushing towards me.

Many. Dagger, axe, curved sword and machete.

All weapons that are also used as tools. That’s because he’s a hunter. I held my sword tightly as I took a deep breath.

I love you!

Tilt your head back to avoid the arrow that comes first. As the missed arrow explodes and causes the body to stumble, a hunter with an ax approaches, taking advantage of the gap.

A hunter whose limbs have already changed into a mixture of those of a snow leopard and a human. The ax he swings leaves a white trail.

Boom, boom, boom. A series of attacks targeting the head, eyes, and neck in turn. As I dodge and pull my body back, the tree touches my back.

As if sensing an opportunity, the ax moved loudly and I put my foot on the tree.

[Explosive leap]

And then, boom.

The hunter who hit my shoulder coughs up his blood. I grab my ankles before I fall, and use the momentum pushing my body to turn around.

Kwasik!

He then hits the dagger hunter who was trying to rush in.

Quad deud deud deuk!

I can’t breathe for a moment. Something bit my neck.

It’s a snow leopard. Giant snow leopard. It is a ‘full transformation’ that goes beyond ‘partial transformation’, which is a talent given to shapeshifters.

A technique to transform into an idealized beast.

The hunter who used that transformation to become a huge snow leopard bites my head.

It was hanging from a tree and then crashed down. Die. Blood flows from the mouth, and the neck bones become tattered.

If I move too hastily, my neck will break with my own strength. Like a bug.

I stumbled around with a huge snow leopard hanging behind me.

Phew!

He covered the raised blade of his hand with the Precious Blood and stabbed it into the snow leopard’s belly skin.

It suddenly occurred to me. It is said that dogs and cats do not give up their stomachs to protect their internal organs, and giving up is an expression of loyalty.

So hit it directly in the gut. I gritted my teeth and added the effect of the iron man to the blood.

The effect of the Iron Man is to fire pellets due to the explosion of the armor.

The stomach skin is torn with a suppressed thud, and internal organs and blood are flying everywhere.

The transformation group is increasing. My neck almost broke. I straightened my tattered neck bones and saw countless arrows rushing towards my head as if they had been waiting.

Among them was an arrow made of light.

A blow that has already pushed me away. If you get hit now, your neck will be broken. As he desperately throws his body and hides behind a tree, the tree where the arrow was stuck explodes and tilts.

As I crawled and rolled on the floor to avoid being crushed, an arrow stuck in my leg.

I managed to hide myself behind a tree, but there was no time to rest.

Kirik.

A noise ring in your ears. When I quickly tilted my head back, something sprouted on my shoulder.

It’s an arrow.

Kwaang!

Exploding arrow. The arm held the sword fell, and I quickly rolled my body to the floor and kicked the tree.

The tree, which was already dangerous, tilts. The hunter who was unable to avoid falls with a look of exhaustion.

He catches the falling hunter’s head and slams it on the floor, and he becomes quiet.

I leaned against a tree that had broken and stuck to the ground.

I barely let out a heavy breath and covered my severed shoulder.

A temporary silence came. There was tension in the peace that was offered to both parties for reorganization.

It reminded me of a game I once played.

It was an extremely military FPS game made in Russia.

I was wondering why I was doing something like this if I was going to go to the military anyway.

Maybe I should have worked harder. While thinking, I slowly removed my hand from my playing shoulder.

It wasn’t much different from what I experienced there. A situation where it is not easy to come forward because we know each other’s location and know each other.

The moment you see even the slightest loophole, you’re tense and paying attention to end the situation.

Reorganization was both a business and a business. Drink healing potions, drink buff potions, check scrolls and weapons, and organize people.

On the other hand, all I do is play. Taking time is definitely at a disadvantage.

Is there something missing? Is there any way to turn this situation around?

I turned my attention outward and looked around, so I was able to notice it first.

Ha, laughter flowed.

“Hey.”

No answer comes back. I know what I hear anyway.

“You know what? That I am a monster.”

Still quiet. But it doesn’t matter. It’s obvious that you’re concentrating.

The upcoming popularity. Hunters spread out left and right, targeting me.

I said, feeling them.

“But at the same time, they are also people.”

“… ?”

The hunters stop with a puzzled look. It wasn’t hard to understand, but I don’t understand.

Because the situation was very unexpected.

Maybe that’s why they soon realized the situation.

The price of spending too much time and troops trying to catch just me has come.

“Counterattack!”

The crowd moves along with the words being shouted. Exactly the very short gap I was aiming for.

Kwahiah ahhhhh!

A tree stuck on the ground flies up when I kick it, and the two hunters who were trying to approach me startle and bow.

It’s a handshake. Before I knew it, I was approaching and swung my hand.

A hunter loses his head and a hunter aims his crossbow straight at me and shoots.

But it has already been read. Bow your body as if you were swinging your fist. Stretch your legs with your back naturally rotating.

Although the foot is lightly stretched, the power is not light.

Jump!

Another person dies with the sound of flesh and bones crunching. I looked through the hanging trees and the broken and scattering sawdust.

Lorian wears red armor all over his body and fights while wielding a true sword.

A mourner who stirs up enemy lines against hunters with skilled yet powerful, linear movements.

And then Isla catches the flying javelin in the air and turns around to throw it back.

Isla threw down her spear and our eyes met.

The expression changed. The usual expressionless expression was mixed with relief, joy, sadness, and an expression of wanting to explain.

Anyway, her behavior was similar to those around her.

There is definitely a connection between her and them.

However, it is not something to consider right away.

I believe in Isla.

She honestly asks me if she can like me in the future, and I believe her when she says that she will continue to love me even if I fall in love with her, even if it is close to her brainwashing.

How can he be a man if he can’t trust the woman he says he likes?

I smiled and ran forward.

Kwahiah ahhhhh!

The dirt flew, and my heavy body stretched out the world and swam on it.

Before you know it, the battlefield is getting closer. Among the scattered fields and dense enemies, I found the being I had been looking for.

A hunter looking at me holding a bow made of blue light.

A man who strangely resembles Isla. He quickly aimed the bow at me and set the arrow on the string.

Clearly the hunters were strong.

The cooperation was amazing and the technology was so expert that it was a pain in the ass.

But that doesn’t mean there isn’t a focal point. All that cooperative power does not work without a central point.

So I approached the man.

So far, I have been watching the situation from a safe distance.

To the hunter who periodically attacked using powerful means.

After the leap was over, I turned my back to the tree and hid.

Bang, quaggang!

The flying arrow of light hits the ground and destroys the tree.

But I moved quickly from tree to tree. The power of 22 soon became excellent mobility.

However, there came a section where even that was impossible.

A vacant lot without any trees. That’s probably why that hunter also settled here.

He knew it, and I knew it too. As their eyes met, he shot three arrows in an instant.

Burning with light, literally a beam of light.

The rushing arrows are fast. And it’s strong again. Even if I get hit, I will be temporarily incapacitated.

But that was what I was aiming for.

The moment I approached, he was focusing on me to fire a shot that was impossible to avoid.

The concentration is so intense that nothing else around you can be seen.

I was in those blue-grey eyes, and nothing else besides me came in.

It catches up. The fuselage vision is amazing.

That’s why it works. I pressed my feet firmly to the floor in confidence.

[Explosive leap]

The gathered muscle power explodes.

The body flies faster than an arrow. At the same time, the hunter leader also fired an arrow in the direction.

At the same time, an arrow flies in, embroidering the air with light.

Since my acceleration has been increased, if I get hit, I won’t even be able to recover.

So avoid it. My acceleration hasn’t been achieved yet.

I almost planted my left foot on the floor.

The body that should be launched due to acceleration slips. Turn your left foot around.

Place it at the end. The moment you pull out the foot that was stuck.

Quaa!

My body moved in a gentle curve.

Dust rises, and the world becomes blurry due to reduced acceleration.

The face of the hunter leader was visible in it. He looked embarrassed, shocked, and stiff.

I missed my move. Because I was focused, because I was concentrating with all my might to respond to even the slightest signal.

That’s why I missed it.

Just like I did when Lorian decapitated me.

Blood Knight Vision.

Moon shadow.

Before I knew it, I was standing next to the hunter leader, clenching his fist.

His eyes are on me. Confusion and admiration. Does she have an exciting personality like Isla? I suppress the questions that come up in my fist.

Oh my gosh!

A fist filled with acceleration lands in the face.

The area below the neck transforms and endures. But the body tilts, the eyes roll over, and then it’s over.

Even with the instantaneous transformation, I was on the verge of losing consciousness. Did I barely survive?

It’s great, but it’s already too late.

I opened my swinging fist and grabbed the hunter by the collar.

I don’t know judo. There is no technology. Because I didn’t learn.

Then what remains is strength.

Grinding my teeth, I twist my body and give strength to my arms.

Raise your right arm high. Turn your body as if carrying it on your shoulders.

What you are doing is extremely barbaric.

Whoosh, the legs raised high cross the air.

Kwaa aa aa!

The hunter leader rose up from the ground and plummeted to the ground.