Chapter 90 Unrest III

Name:RE:BORN Zombie Author:Killix_Kreed
*Sounds of heavy gunfire

It seemed like the new man to join Victor and Crockman was not as lenient and indecisive as Crockman. With Crockman, Victor had even taken the liberty to walk back to his house after some minutes of stare-down, and Crockman still didn’t do anything. Keeping in mind that Victor had just killed plenty of his men inside his house, Crockman’s actions could be easily perceived as cowardly. With the new appearance, the response was different.

After Victor’s house was surrounded by men in uniform armour, the next step he took forward towards Crockman and the new arrival was the indication for the men in armour to open fire. The men in armour looked to be wearing some kind of exo-skeletal armour that Victor had only seen in video games and movies from his own Earth. To see it in real life really brought back some good memories from the early 2000s.

Unlike Crockman and his men, this was what Victor had expected of such a situation. He was someone they knew had killed more than a hundred hunters already, and also in a short span of time, this response was the most natural.

Facing the men in armour, Victor was confident that could dodge bullets, not because of his speed, as he wasn’t fast enough yet to achieve such a feat against standard guns, but his reflexes were more than enough to keep the bullets at bay. Of course, when he is receiving multiple gunshots from multiple angles all at the same time, relying on reflexes alone was not going to save him, so the place quickly became a hunting ground for both sides. The armoured men had come as hunters, but in the end, they might have turned out to be the hunted.

Victor quickly closed the space between the closest armoured man, and before his opponent could respond, his head was blown off by one punch from Victor. Victor’s movements were so fast that it looked like a bad animation of just two frames. Seeing that the armour wasn’t too resilient, Victor got to work quickly one by one taking down each of the enemies that had just arrived.

There was one thing that baffled him during this exchange with the armoured men. It didn’t really bother him as such but was more of something that made him maintain caution even though he was winning. From the time these armoured men arrived till now, he had not picked up even a single sound from them when it came to movements or bodily functions like heartbeat, something he could easily monitor when in close proximity. He was able to still keep track of their position through his sixth sense skill even after they threw a smoke bomb everywhere, so that wasn’t the part that got his guard up, it was something else. For these guys to be able to do something as complex as erase their sounds, they couldn’t all have the same power, which meant it was the doing of someone else.

If there was one thing Victor had learned about this world, it was that if there was something an awakened could do, then there would be almost no existence of a machine or technology that would be put in place to do it. This world was more developed technologically than his previous world, but it seemed the presence of awakened had also hindered some parts of development, that, or it was the blatant lack of awakened with powers that concerned technology.

Of course, normally Victor would be a little confident in his skills and strength after learning of his advantage in this world over the rest, but he still didn’t believe he was the only one, and when it came to sound-based powers, he liked being careful. After all, even though he was more into anime and manga, there was no way Victor hadn’t heard of Black Bolt. A guy who could erase a planet if he ever decided to train his voice in soprano. Absolutely terrifying.

There was the point that both powers didn’t work the same, as this one could control the sound waves around a person, while the other was a walking sound bomb, so it was better not to underestimate his opponents. After all, he still hadn’t confirmed if this was all the person with this power could do. There was also the fact that those wearing the armours didn’t seem to be awakened, but seeing as hunters and awakened are not yet superior to bullets and bombs, it is sensible that the normal still has a chance at being a soldier, not to mention, they may also be cheaper to manage.

Throughout the entire process, Victor didn’t use any big or flashy skills, so it was mostly physical attacks or those that he could use covertly, like Touch of Death and Negative burst. Actually, those were the only two skills he used. After killing close to 15, the armoured men started pouring more into the smoke in an attempt to kill or subdue him, as he heard their leader bark out orders. ‘To think that no one has thought to blow away the smoke yet… They still think it is to their advantage.’ Victor thought at that moment as he allowed the enemy to gather themselves within range before using Negative burst.

Five minutes after the first attack began, the area before the leader of the armoured men and Crockman together with his team seemed to just be covered by a wide range of smoke created from the smoke bombs from earlier, and looking at it, both men couldn’t help but get the feeling that something very spooky was mixed with it. The reason however not being because they suddenly remembered a scene from their younger days, but it was precisely because it had gotten so quiet all of a sudden, in fact, too quiet. For the number of people he had sent in to deal with the threat, the fact that the gunshots suddenly died down signified something.

It was possible that his men had killed or apprehended the target and were bringing him out, as since they didn’t make sounds with their steps, it was justifiable that they who were outside would be unable to hear anyone approaching. But even with that, there was also a possibility that the worse had happened. ‘After all, that monster supposedly killed more than 50 high-level hunters on his own.’ The leader thought as the shadow of a figure appeared through the smoke.

Seeing this, the thought going through Crockman’s mind was one, ‘OH SHIT.’

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