The Dark Slayer's

[S2] Chapter 2: The Giant Wall

The long shotgun was aimed straight at a large enough forest bhabi. The legs were still running, trying to catch up to the bhabi. Without a warning, the index finger pulled the trigger, and the rifle fired a bullet at high speed.

The bhabi screamed when a bullet hit his abdomen. Blood began to pour from the wound, and the bhabi wriggled on the ground. My steps slowly approached the bhabi.

"Heah .... What am I supposed to do with this bhabi?"

As I pensively thought about what I should do to her, the bhabi dragged herself away. Suddenly, one bullet shot from the rifle in hand, making another wound on the bhabi.

He was still screaming, then started crawling again. His struggle made me overwhelmed. However, it would be better if you just die, fucking bhabi. The sound of gunfire reverberated, finally one bullet that shot right into the bhabi's head, and managed to make him die.

"Well, time to eat." I lifted up the blood-soaked body of the bhabi, and placed it under a tree as I searched for firewood.

Even though I have gathered a lot of wood, I still have not thought of how to ignite the fire. However, luck still accompanied, I found a piece of wood that was quite large. I put the wood on the ground and started looking for a piece of twig.

A twig about the size of a thumb with a taper tip, I continued to rotate on top of the wooden branch earlier. As time passed, sweat now soaked all over the body. The sound of friction between the two woods, echoed and began to make sparks.

Finally, the fire was successfully ignited after trying its hardest. My breath was thick, but my hands still had to pile firewood on the fireplace.

"Good thing this place is close to the river." I returned to look. "But, how to clean this bhabi skin? Can I just bake it? Ah, I'd rather just cook it up."

After a while of cleaning the bhabi in the river, I immediately set up a few pieces of wood to cook this bhabi. Without thinking about the shape, a piece of wood was sent from the mouth of the **** until it penetrated his stomach.

Long story short, I have devoured a quarter of the body**** that, after cooking it. It feels so bland, especially this self must clean the remnants of feathers that stick there.

The fire that was burning, has now been extinguished. The rest of the bhabi meat I wrapped with leaves, then put it under the clothes.

After drinking from the river water, I sat leaning under a tree. "Maybe living like this is enough. But ... My wish has not yet been achieved."

Suddenly the ground shook, this self had involuntarily stood up. Thick smoke soaring high, the sound of so many explosions, began to fill the ears. Glancing southward, my eyes could see a rain of missiles hitting the ground.

All obstacles one by one I pass. Hands crossed over the head, and the leaves are now scattered. This move was getting faster, the gasping breath and the feeling of being tired, had been defeated by fear.

An erratic breath, adorning every step I took. Heavy, chest tight, can no longer afford to run.

So tired, this leg suddenly relaxes and makes the body fall down. Ignoring the surroundings, I got back on my feet, forcing myself beyond the limit, in order to survive.

An explosion so great, it echoed in the ears. Still ignoring what happened. With a stagger, I forced this leg to keep going.

"Ga .. haah .. wat!" A word, cut off by the breath, came back.

This chest tightens and starts to heat up. No longer able to run. However, for the sake of survival, this had to be bypassed.

Suddenly, a wave of air shot down my body from behind. I staggered, rolling several times on the ground until I knocked down the bushes that were in front.

Just behind the bushes, there is a large field at the end of which there is a giant wall. In the middle of the wall, there is a wide entrance.

Immediately this self rises, then forces the body to run again. The heart pumps blood at high speed. Breathing is fast, and the head starts to get dizzy.

From the back, the smoke quickly crept towards me. This view is starting to be unreasonable, fatigue is really torturous.

Nah! I refuse to give up! I have to stay alive! The goal is still not achieved.

"I'm not giving up!"

Such a strong determination made me ignore all the suffering I was going through.