NBFF 70

A dark night had descended.

One by one, hunters emerged from among the bushes and surrounded the abandoned factory.

The hunters had completely suppressed their mana and concealed their presence. After taking up their assigned positions, they exchanged glances.

“…It’s dead silent.”

“Both targets have been confirmed to have arrived. But all the cameras that were operating have been destroyed.”

“They’re quick to catch on.”

The hunters were speaking Japanese, not Korean.

Each of them drew a sharp blade with a metallic shing.

“They say the woman inside is a legendary first-generation hunter. Now that we’ve come this close, there’s no point in hiding our presence. She can probably see straight through our numbers.”

“Hah. Even so, she’s still a rat caught in a trap.”

The man who snorted placed his hand against the wall.

A wave of mana spread from his body, and his detection ability began reading every…