The Huntsman Of Death:A Gamer's POV As Side Character

Chapter 11 13:Crest Fallen Dessert

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Walking out, I noticed many pairs of eyes staring at me. I didn't know their intention, not that I needed to guess.

Time to find a scammer to scam... I mean, hire a tour guide.

Many demons, despite trying to act uninterested, looked around me curiously.

'They might either be wary of me or thinking of a way to rob me.'

Soon, I found a hunk.

A half-demonic human who, despite being huge, looked malnourished.

"Stay away."

His words stopped as I slammed a pouch containing coins on the table.

.......

Emerging from the inn, I traveled to the wasteland through the gates.

The heart of the Demon Continent's desert was a desolate, unyielding wasteland that stretched as far as I could see. There weren't any direct gates from human land to here, so I had to fork up quite a sum.

I hope the investment pays off without me ending up in a grave.

The air was thick with oppressive heat, mingling with the dark ash drifting down from the sky like fragments of an ancient curse.

Each breath tasted of bitterness, scratching at my throat and lungs. Shadows from jagged rocks fell across the sand, distorted by the eerie, pale sun that barely penetrated the ash-laden clouds overhead.

The ground underfoot was a dense, dark gray sand, rough and unyielding, stretching in uneven dunes and hardened patches.

Here, the sand seemed almost alive, as if each grain held a memory of violence and despair. Gusts of wind swept over the dunes, stirring up small clouds of ash and sand that clung to my clothes and skin, their edges as sharp as needles.

Standing alone in this vast, desolate expanse, I felt the weight of the place bearing down on me. I pulled my cloak tightly around myself, the coarse fabric scratching against my skin as I adjusted the turban wrapped around my head and face. Only my eyes were exposed, narrowed and cautious as they scanned the horizon.

In my grasp, a figure knelt, shoulders sagging and breaths shallow, his body already broken by the relentless desert. His torn clothes clung to him in patches, barely concealing bruised and battered skin. His head was bowed low, and each labored breath rattled in his chest.

So much for being the strongest.

'Did this guy run on steroids to get this big without much strength?'

Walking around, I traced the contour of a tree, looking for the main trunk.

"It should be around here," I muttered while stretching my hands.

Despite maintaining a calm facade, I started getting anxious as the sun was sinking fast.

It might be troublesome once it completely sets.

The world slowly went black around me, and dusk was around the corner.

Just then, the tree slowly started to vibrate as if coming alive.

"Fuck... I am coo..." I swallowed my curse as, through the thick foliage, I finally found a small manhole.

My eyes lit up, and I sprang up toward it, emitting a crunching sound that echoed as my steps crushed the scattered dry barks.

Reacting to me, the trees began to converge, commencing movement by swaying branches. Rolling the corner of my eye, I spotted a sharp tendril shoot up.

I stomped the ground, jumping up.

CRANG!

Somersaulting in midair, I rolled on the ground, avoiding more branches while pulling out a few sets of grenades. Biting the pin, I pulled it and threw it.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

The tendril shots blasting toward me exploded in a series of explosions. The fire cloud even carried toward me.

"Damn!"

I swallowed hard as I fired from the left while branches from the right approached. The front had already been lit, and a burning, piercing sensation had already shrunk my skin along with fragments scratching me.

In an instant, I arrived at the decision that it was...

"Now or never."

With a scream, I braced myself, running through the sea of flames that alerted the tree. It shot through the fire, but by that time, I squeezed my body and jumped into the hole.

Then, finally, a voice echoed through the darkness, deep and resonant, as if spoken from the depths of the earth itself.

'I found it.'

That was my final thought before the darkness all around swallowed me.