329 Hunters

The trip was very fruitful, and it was Nefes who killed Nalia, saving him a lot of trouble. However, many problems were still exposed.

For example, the most crucial question is—why would a company target you?

Through the divine power of the [Death Prison], Li Aoz transformed Nalia into a corpse. After questioning her, he suddenly realized. "So Andrew Verrazzi Red King for divine revelation."

That's not surprising, that's not surprising at all.

"As someone who excels at both the social and narrative ends, it's not surprising that they realize my existence is unusual."

As for whether Li Aoz Red King realized he was Lioz... it's hard to say.

"What I feared has come true. Lioz had just advised me to go to Red King and turn him to my side—and now, Red King has come looking for me first!"

Although Li Aoz knew perfectly well that the two things were not necessarily for the same reason, he would never again believe the advice given by this old fogey Lioz.

After finishing his business, Li Aoz did not delay and immediately changed to a new flight to the location of the Hunter's Gathering.

Twelve hours later, the Marsil Star Transport docked at the second port on Kailan Star.

Upon arrival, Li Aoz discovered a problem: Kailan Star is a Gemini Stars system, consisting of two planets, A and B.

His destination was planet B, but his visa was only valid for planet A, so the shipping company sent him directly here.

"Never mind, I'll just fly there myself."

Looking out the window, Li Aoz really didn't want to waste time changing his visa, so he activated a spatial rift, jumped to a nearby star system, and activated [Pegasus Wings].

However, despite Li Aoz's low-key and conservative behavior, he still attracted the attention of some people when he stepped into the star field.

Click!

The camera focused, capturing the moment Li Aoz tore through the spatial rift, his Aurora Wings unfurling outwards, a breathtakingly beautiful sight. The photographer couldn't help but whistle. "Wow—how novel! This is the first time I've encountered Deified Person on this path to godhood. Is his ability related to space? He's so beautiful, he must be a [Dominator] type. Interesting..."

The photographer was a young boy with short blue hair and bluish-gold eyes. Transparent strands of hair, like jellyfish tentacles, hung down beside his ears. He held the camera with great interest, admiring the photos he had just taken.

"Xue Yi, what are you doing? We're going to be late!"

A restless young woman shouted over, "Mr. Disville is a veteran hunter with a lot of influence. We were only able to visit him privately because of my mother. If we're late, he definitely won't let us participate in the gathering..."

Xue Yi put the camera away, turned around and smiled calmly, "Here it comes—don't rush, Xue Ling, I'm just taking a picture to remember the occasion."

Xue Ling glared at her younger brother and said irritably:

"Beautiful scenery is everywhere in the universe, but there are no more than 100,000 hunters in the Abyss who can fight against [Society], let alone Silver Hunter like Mr. Disville, who can be said to be the top hunter in the Abyss! Even those Narrative-level Civilization do not have as much understanding of the classification and habits of [Society] as he does."

"Is it really that exaggerated? The Hunters don't even have an organization, let alone Kappa (10) in charge."

Xue Yi shrugged.

"This has nothing to do with strength; the Hunters are a respectable group of people."

Xue Ling shook her head:

"Most of them are victims whose hometowns have been swallowed up by [society]. They often rely on themselves alone to accumulate power and fight against [society] for a long time in order to prevent more Star Abyss citizens from being poisoned by [society]. You should respect them."

Xue Yi smacked her lips, unconvinced:

"Alright, even if they are powerful, we have the Narrative Civilization, so we don't need their protection at all—but speaking of which, are they very wealthy?"

"You brat—they are indeed rich, but they have no incentive to consume. All their savings are either used to improve themselves or to find and eliminate [social] citizens. Therefore, they have many Social Institution under their control, which are exactly our targets."

As Xue Ling spoke, she glanced indifferently at the spaceship that had just entered the station in the distance. A large number of strange people, covered in bruises and with strange expressions, were quickly unloaded from it. They looked at everyone with suspicion.

They exuded the aura of Zeta-rank (6), but unlike ordinary soldiers, these people did not have the dashing and heroic qualities of soldiers. Their eyes were just more sinister and cold than those of ordinary people.

"That's the hunter."

Xue Ling nodded and whispered, "Did you see the man leading the group, the one wearing the bronze ram's head demon medal?"

Xue Yi looked at the front of the crowd: the man in the lead wore a skull mask, his strong body was nearly two and a half meters tall, his black hair was long and flowing, and he carried a huge Magic Guidebook on his back, which was fixed and wrapped around his body with chains. His eyes were cold and his ears were like the wings of some kind of bird, with pointed tips that extended backward.

Compared to others, he exuded an indescribable aura of Terror. Although he appeared to be a Spellcasters, he did not wear Crystal Armor. Instead, like a [Mechanic], he was covered in a large number of Department of Machinery, and his left hand had been replaced with a prosthetic body.

Xue Yi felt a deep darkness just by looking at him, as if her vision was being sucked away by him.

"His name is Azrael Kindley, nicknamed the Iron Angel. He's a Bronze Hunter, which means he has at least three Society members on his hands."

Xue Ling explained, "You sensed something was wrong, didn't you?"

"When I look at him, I feel a twisting sensation. It's very uncomfortable." Xue Yi tugged at her collar and said awkwardly, "I feel like my eyes are going to be twisted out of their sockets by his silhouette."

"That's right—because he comes from the Lower Star Abyss."

Xue Ling nodded and said:

"His homeland was swallowed up by the [Machine World Society]. After decades of exile, he managed to secure a spot in the Deep Abyss Squad. He only returned last month with the previous batch of Deep Abyss Squad. Although his strength hasn't reached the Kappa-rank, he earned the opportunity to dive with those Deep Abyss Squad seeds through his own abilities. Xue Yi, you should learn from him. This trip to see Mr. Disville is also paving the way for your future path."

"Heh, it's just returning from diving into the Star Abyss, nothing special."

Xue Yi, unconvinced, tilted her little face up and said innocently, "Didn't our father also dive down with the Deep Abyss Squad? When Daddy returns as Kappa-rank in a few years, our Snow World Civilization will immediately join the second tier of Interstellar Civilization! We won't even look at these stateless Freemen!"

"Xue Yi! You can't think like that. Every hunter is a respectable warrior. They have lost their homes and are in immense pain, yet they stand up for the sake of countless families! You can't say that about them!"

Xue Ling scolded, but she did not deny Xue Yi's words at all, and even laughed, "But when Father comes back, our civilization will have Kappa (10), and will no longer be a weak country in the universe that relies on tourism and low-end product manufacturing."

She was deeply moved when she mentioned this. "We no longer need to use four trillion snow pearls to exchange for a large spaceship, we no longer need to sell our people's labor cheaply, and our people no longer need to be exhausted and die in sweatshops—with Kappa (10), we can make friends and do business with more powerful civilizations. Good days are indeed coming soon."