Demon hunter's Cooking Manual

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Dawn?

Jason was startled.

He had been so focused on fighting the giant lizard that he had completely lost track of time.

But the strength in his body could not lie.

Involuntarily, a smile crept up on Jason's lips.

He liked dawn.

It wasn't that he disliked the night or favored the day.

It was simply because at dawn, in a certain sense, he was the strongest!

"Buy me three seconds!"

Jason yelled back to those behind him.

"Understood!"

"Fire!"

Standing within the temporarily constructed defensive fortifications, Esther nodded and then gave the order.

These defensive fortifications were made of two steel plates and two support axles. When not in use, the plates could be collapsed onto the axles, making them highly convenient for transport and setup. When needed, they just had to unfold the two steel plates and prop them up with the axles to form a simple yet practical defense.

It was particularly worth mentioning that when multiple such defenses were combined, they formed a complete trench that had not only lookout points but also gun ports.

At that moment, following Esther's command, long tongues of fire began spewing from the gun ports.

Rat-tat-tat!

The sound of gunfire was incessant, bullets furiously shooting forth.

The monsters swarming towards them fell like wheat to the scythe, one after another.

Esther let out a slight sigh of relief.

Although there were many monsters, as long as they could be harmed by bullets, they were not to be feared.

Three seconds?

No problem at all!

Just as this thought crossed her mind, Esther's expression suddenly changed.

The monsters, which had just fallen, were getting up again!

Pierced by bullets, they rose once more, completely unharmed!

"Keep firing, keep firing!"

Esther shouted loudly.

The bullets shot forth again.

But to no avail.

"First team, maintain fire!"

"Second team, switch to special bullets."

Edmund, standing beside her, crisply supplemented the order.

Led by Vice-Captain Lites, members of the mobile unit armed with special ammunition like silver bullets and lead rounds quickly joined the fight. They bore expressions of determination and eyes filled with sharpness, just like their comrades.

"For our homes behind us!"

"Kill all these motherfuckers!"

With those words, Lites bellowed with rage.

The submachine gun in his hands, loaded with silver bullets, sprang into action, sweeping a stream of fire across the enemy.

The dark monsters charging from a distance fell to the ground under this barrage, and this time, they did not get back up.

"Silver bullets!"

"Silver bullets work!"

"Everyone switch to silver bullets!"

Edmund, who had been closely monitoring the battlefield, eyes lit up, and he immediately gave the order.

However, the subsequent burst of fire didn't go as expected.

Despite being silver bullets, they didn't seem to inflict fatal wounds on the dark monsters.

Not just the bullets?

What else...?

Lites's words!

Edmund quickly came to a conclusion.

"Everyone shout!"

"We fight for the homes behind us!"

Edmund roared, and at the same time, aimed his submachine gun at a distant monster and fired.

Crack!

With a sharp report, the monster fell to the ground, lifeless.

Upon witnessing this scene, those around him began to shout loudly, "For our homes behind us!"

Their voices were chaotic but ringing loud,

even overpowering the sound of gunfire.

And the monsters swarming them were shot down one after another.

Sss, ssss!

The black humanoid monsters died in droves, their bodies making strange noises as they 'evaporated' into clouds of ash, the air filled with the scent of sulfur.

Extremely pungent!

But more pressing than the stench was the number of monsters.

A barrage of firepower not only failed to reduce their numbers,

but instead, the monsters seemed to multiply endlessly.

More importantly... ammunition consumption!

Silver bullets, as a type of special ammunition, were not standard issue.

Though a batch of them was always kept in the Ang City base armory, under this continued fire, their numbers were rapidly dwindling.

"Captain!"

"We're running low on ammo!"

"Captain!"

"We're running low on ammo!"

The members of the mobile unit reported one after another.

After Lites had fired off all his bullets, he turned to look at Edmund.

He then noticed that Edmund was not panicking but merely looking ahead.

Ahead?

Sir Jason?

Lites blinked, then came back to his senses.

He subconsciously turned his head to look.

Light!

Suddenly, a beam of light appeared in the pitch-black corridor!

The light brought with it a sharp brilliance.

Blindingly bright!

There, a sword!

A 25-meter-long Light Sword!

The moment the Light Sword appeared, Jason, who had been still, stepped forward and swept it across what lay before him.

Hum!

The long sword cleaved through the air.

The swarming monsters abruptly stopped.

And then... they were sliced cleanly in half at the waist.

Their upper bodies had not yet hit the ground before evaporating into nothingness, leaving behind not even a trace of sulfur.

Everyone watched the spectacle in breathless amazement.

Clark and Lites's breath hitched.

They had never truly felt the power of Jason firsthand, and it was only at this moment that they saw Jason act decisively for the first time.

Powerful!

That was both of their initial impressions.

When that 25-meter-long sword first pierced the darkness, it was as if they saw the dawn that dispelled the night.

Clark and Lites were stunned.

And so were the mobile unit members around them.

They all widened their eyes, rendered speechless. Then, as they watched the remaining specks of light from the disappearing Light Sword and the figure standing silently within them, admiration and fervor bloomed in their eyes.

The strong rightly deserved respect.