The first to attack was Matt, who shot off at high speed towards the most powerful guy.
"I'll take care of this bastard, take care of the rest!" he shouted. He then gave him a powerful punch that hit so defense magic but ended up sending the mage slamming into the back wall with a powerful impact that caused nurous people to start to fight back.
With the most powerful one out, the other hunters grinned and began to fight back in force.
"Everyone, shoot to kill; no need to go easy on these bastards!" The leader who had been in trouble with Matt earlier was leading his mbers as he fought one of the A Ranks and an undead.
His way of leading was not in a strategic way but in a chaotic way. Soon, he started shouting things like, 'Old man from the south, beat that bastard you're stomping to a pulp with your hamr.'
But in the south, nothing happened. The man standing at the foot of one of his hunters let out a yell to try to wriggle free, but the next thing he heard was a cry of pain coming from the north, from one of his companions whom a huge hamr had smashed.
This leader was not bad; he had ntal control of what was going on in the battlefield while fighting against a strong guy, and he could throw that kind of scream to generate confusion in an ideal way.
This was an interesting thing to see.
Soon, that sa guy let out another scream.
"Giant mammoth, are you an idiot? You've got one in the back. Hit it with your spear!" Many were confused, but those about to ambush anyone present saw their hairs speculating as to what would happen.
They didn't expect one of the smaller mbers of the group to heed that call and throw a small dagger at high speed behind him.
There was no one there, in fact. That dagger flew at great speed into a section of the room.
Matt, who had been interested in this guy's manner of leading, reached behind him and grabbed the dagger coming at incredible speed toward him.
"You bastard, I said Giant Mammoth, not ant with legs! What are you doing attacking one of our own? Looks like soone doesn't want their share of the rewards!" the leader shouted after seeing this, looking really angry about this.
He even shot a fierce glare at his group mber, then looked at Matt.
"Sorry, Hunter, these idiots are nervous!" He spoke.
Matt simply smiled and used the sa dagger to launch a powerful attack towards the mage fighting him.
This mage was not as skilled as the one he had faced before.
He wasn't even as powerful but simply cunning because he had many magics to move away and strike.
Still, Matt never moved away from him. He was always a step or two away from him, so he kept him at bay during the fight.
And with the shouts of the leader, people were falling. Halfway through the combat, the other group ca in with a roar to make the battle more unbalanced.
'It's almost ti.' Matt thought and looked down below him.
'I've been moving strategically this whole ti, and this guy hasn't noticed. He's pretty much an idiot.' He thought.
A few seconds later, the screams of those being razzed ceased.
Matt was standing in the middle of the room, about 10 feet away from the mage he had been fighting, who was wounded with several nails all over his body. All of these nails were touching his bones, making them extrely painful.
"Tsk, you fucking bastard. You fight so dirty." The most powerful mage was in great pain, but he had not given up yet.
He didn't care that his compatriots had died. All he cared about was the organization, and that was it. The rest were disposable people; he didn't even care about the death of the Genius Mage, whom he had been charged with caring for.
The hunters drew their swords from the victims and looked at the center of the combat.
"New Hunter, you can't against a single opponent? That's pitiful for soone who could beat so easily." Shouted one of the hunters, with a big sinister grin, and jumped towards Matt.
"Let help you then!" he shouted, but his spear was not aid at the mage but at Matt.
At the sa ti, the two teams surrounded the room.
"New Hunter, I think it's ti for you to hand over whatever treasures you have; you have no escape!" both groups shouted simultaneously as if they had practiced it.
Even the group that was being nice to him had drastically changed their act and now targeted him.
Matt smiled slightly and took a small step to the side when he felt the attacker coming up behind him. That made this guy pass straight through without being able to hit anything, and in one smooth and swift movent, the hunter's head left his body.
"A person with barely 8,000 power, and he still thinks he can kill ? Heh, these Vampire Hunters are a joke." Matt replied as the hunter's head rolled on the ground.
That shocked the other guys, but they soon felt an extrely powerful oppression girding over them.
Matt's power had been unleashed; he was no longer trying to hide it. Right now, he was fighting with all his vampiric power, counting his saint sword, which was in his hand.
"Vampire!"
"You bastard, you're a vampire!"
Several of them scread in shock; even the leader of this Low Deal branch was in shock.
He hadn't expected to et a vampire here. Besides, he was much more powerful than he had shown a mont ago.
"Damn bastards, you are in cahoots with vampires to destroy us; GO TO HELL!" shouted the mage, who was flying now and imdiately pulled out two items that glowed with a purple light, also hexagonal.
He raised both hands and opened his mouth to summon great magic.
"Mines Expl...!" Before he could finish speaking, he felt sothing cold pass through his throat, and his whole body suddenly beca deathly cold.
The magics he wanted to summon were stopped in mid-air by a dinsional movent from Matt.
"Alice, it's now!" he shouted at that mont.
Then, Alice, who had been going unnoticed the whole ti, appeared behind the hunters. With all her power unleashed, she swung her sword ferociously at several of them, decapitating them in a mont.
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