Humanoid Meat Grinder

Meanwhile, at the other end of the dense forest.

What are you doing here?

"We are here on orders to escort supplies and, incidentally, assist you in conquering the monsters and accomplishing your great task."

"I recall that, given your disgraceful behavior last night, your Father King has already disqualified you from participating in the hunt."

Prince of Calydon glanced coldly at his two uncles, who were surrounded by a group of knights, his brow furrowed.

"Your Highness, we know we were wrong and deeply repent. Therefore, we have received the forgiveness of His Majesty and the Queen. Please allow us to join the team."

The two men exchanged a glance. The older man, carrying a shield and holding a javelin, stepped forward and pleaded with considerable humility.

"Put down the supplies and go back!"

Prince of Calydon rudely refused his two uncles' offer to join him. The various teams had already narrowed their encirclement and were positioning themselves to meet up. They would soon be able to stop the demonic boar, and he really didn't want to cause any unnecessary trouble.

However, just as he was about to steer his warhorse forward, his two uncles rushed up with mournful faces, grabbed the horse's legs, and begged him with snot and tears streaming down their faces.

"Your Highness, all the prestigious families of Calydon have participated in this hunt."

"Look, we even brought the God-forged Weapon for this hunt. If we're turned away and return empty-handed, what face will our Demigod Family into the royal city have left?"

"Yes, please give us a chance to repent, Your Highness. We held you when you were little. Even if we don't consider that kindness, can you bear to let your own family be disgraced because of this?"

The two elders were playing the family card and resorting to shameless crying, while the hunter from Calydon couldn't help but whisper among themselves and give them strange looks.

Prince of Calydon's face darkened, but he suppressed his anger and waved his hand in tacit approval for them to join the group.

Those two old guys are shameless, but he still has a sense of shame!

Driven by their vanity of participating in the Calydonian Hunt and enjoying hero treatment upon returning to town, they will stop at nothing to gain an edge, truly bringing shame upon the royal family Calydon.

Unfortunately, her mother always disregarded right and wrong and sided with her two brothers.

These two old men were still not satisfied, and even when he was a child, they instilled some extremely selfish ideas in their prince nephew.

For example, "From now on, he should be close to the Gu family line" and "The royal power belongs to them half".

When the Calydonian Boar were rampaging, they didn't have the courage to eliminate the disaster. But when the heroes arrived, they wanted to join the hunt and were no longer content with their lot. Sooner or later, they would cause trouble because of this.

Meleager sneered inwardly, his resentment towards his two uncles deepening.

At this moment, the two middle-aged men who had recently joined the group were no longer obsequious to Prince of Calydon. Instead, they arrogantly ordered the hunting party members to carry several supply boxes.

"Arrows, Magic Potion, and armor—why so many?"

The heroes looked at what they had been given and couldn't help but be a little surprised.

Their supplies were not just ample, but rather extravagant.

"At that time, let's take the other teams..."

"Ahem, after we gathered the supplies from the other teams, we spent our own money to buy more on our own."

"Haha, that's right. If you can win the Calydonian Hunt, you'll have to thank us brothers properly."

The two middle-aged men exchanged a glance and smiled smugly.

However, as Prince of Calydon gave them a cold look, the two who had been boasting about their achievements instinctively shrank back, forced a dry laugh, and followed the group, tightening their encirclement.

Meanwhile, the two elders, harboring ulterior motives, secretly grumbled to themselves.

We've done so much, all for the sake of Calydon!

The highest honor of this hunt is only worthy of our two Demigod Family. If your good-for-nothing father and you little bastard don't appreciate it, we might as well switch to a sacred bloodline to take power.

As the Magecraft resonance spread among them, the various teams began their exploration.

Having learned from their initial encounter, the heroes were not in a hurry to venture deep into the forest to search for the Original Demon Boar alone. Instead, under Prince of Calydon's call, they gradually advanced into the entire forest step by step.

Groups of large and small demonic pigs, startled by the disturbance, collapsed to the ground, groaning in pain, after being bombarded with rounds of arrows and Magecraft.

The heroes stepped over the corpses of these rabble soldiers, followed by regular human teams who were responsible for cleaning up the scene, breaking down the remains of the demonic boar into chunks of flesh, and transporting them back to the city to either distribute to the people to vent their anger or to offer as sacrifices to the gods to boost morale.

Human soldiers skinned the demon boars, stored the hides, and used them as raw materials to make Leather Armor, thus strengthening the power of Calydon.

Unconquerable monsters are called terrifying disasters.

The monster that can be defeated is called the Gift of Self.

However, after clearing out several waves of demonic boars, the hunting team's advance went exceptionally smoothly, with only the swamps, dense fog, demonic vegetation, and poisonous insects causing some trouble.

As evening approached, the sun began to set in the west.

The dense fog and the lush foliage of the forest obscured the view, causing the surrounding area to darken earlier.

Prince of Calydon, who was in charge of overall coordination, was considering whether to contact the heroes to set up camp and delay their actions for another night before taking action again.

The team exploring ahead was met with screams and roars, as rising magic bullets and whistling arrows exploded sharply in mid-air.

In the thick fog, a terrifying shadow, more than ten meters high and as majestic as a small mountain, revealed its ferocious outline.

In an instant, a whooshing sound arose, the earth trembled, and the monster roared as it charged forward, its bewitching red and blue afterimages stirring up a chaotic gust of wind in the forest.

Meanwhile, the vibrations coming from the ground became increasingly chaotic.

One, two, three...

Ten, a hundred, a thousand...

Large and small demonic boars emerged from the mud, from behind bushes, and from underground caves, bursting through the thick fog like a torrent, and surged towards the hunting party.

These beasts attacked us under cover of darkness!

Seeing this powerful counterattack, everyone's gaze sharpened, becoming more cautious and serious.

"Let the small and medium-sized magical beasts go; leave those to the outer garrison and hunters. Prioritize killing the large magical beasts, and lock onto that primitive species. Make sure it doesn't escape!"

Prince of Calydon remained calm in the face of danger, drew his sword, and spurred his warhorse into a fierce charge.

On the left, a towering figure over 2 meters tall leaped out, and with a casual punch, all the large and small demonic pigs in its path had their brains splattered out and died instantly.

"Roar!"

The Original Demon Boar seemed to sense the danger, roaring and calling out, as its offspring rushed forward to intercept the charging little giant.

Dozens of large demonic boars pounced on him and pinned him down.

Suddenly, a dazzling golden halo rippled out, and these troublesome monsters in the eyes of others instantly turned into splattering blood and mud.

Broken bones, brains, and flesh were flung in all directions, turning the surroundings into a grotesque, scarlet rain.

Covered in blood and thick fog, the Original Demon Boar, having accelerated its charge, raised its tusks and slashed sharply at the Hercules.

"Bang!"

Amidst the muffled explosions, distorted patterns of light spread out, turning dozens of trees near the battleground into flying wood chips and clods of earth into dust.

Two figures, one large and one small, were each sent flying backwards.

That felt great! That felt great!

Heracles leaped out of the pile of corpses, laughing heartily, venting his emotions with unbridled joy; his bulging muscles resembled those of a snake or python.

The dizzy and disoriented Original Demon Boar rolled over on the ground. Realizing that Heracles was not easy to deal with, it used its offspring to hold off the hunter on the other side and turned to flee in the opposite direction.

The heroes, their blood boiling with excitement, immediately shouted and chased after the monster.

Most of the javelins and arrows missed their mark, and even the few that did hit were easily deflected by the divine patterns on the fur, leaving no wounds whatsoever.