Auto Hunting With My Clones Chapter 67 の小説・ストーリー

“Cara, babe—” “I’m fine…” I spluttered. “I’m just… Rig… I have claws. And I want to hunt.” He looked up at me, his body tense and eyes piercing, tiny pinpoints of light shining in his gaze in the dark. “Cara, just breathe.” “I am breathing! I’m breathing better than… Rig…” A wave of giggles gripped me, and I clapped both hands over my mouth, discovering that I could retract the claws, that they faded into my flesh as if they didn’t exist. But I could feel them there, just waiting. I could whip them out like a switchblade—

"Uncle Jeff!" He caught her one-armed, his other hand reaching for me. I grabbed it, pulling Mara close as Jeff pressed his forehead to mine. "Told you I'd come back," he rasped. Voss's laugh bubbled with blood. "How touching. But it changes nothing." She tapped her ear. "Activate Protocol Phoenix." The ground trembled. From the burning ryokan, a dozen figures emerged— All with my face. The clones moved in eerie synchronization, their glowing blue eyes fixed on us. Jeff pushed Lena behind him, his rifle swinging toward the approaching figures.

"It's so dark and it's getting colder. I decide I have to try to start a fire. I'm looking for sticks trying to stay focused. Someone jumped on me from behind, pushing me down on my stomach. I try to stand up, but they're pinning me. I feel...fur. It's an animal. It's going to eat me. Then I feel it bite down on my leg. The pain...it's unbearable. I can feel it chewing my muscle. I wish it would have started with my neck, so I wouldn't have to feel this." Clara's voice caught in her throat. She took a shaky breath and continued. "I'm trying to move, but it's too heavy. Then out of nowhere it's gone. I don't care what happened, but I know I need to get moving. I try to stand, but my leg gives

Then his body convulsed And split open. Metal beneath skin. Wires, spines, gears. The clone had never been fully human. Not since Phase Six. The prototype wasn’t the final version. He was. And now the real program has been activated. The last thing Noa saw before blacking out? Was the clone’s eyes glowing white And the ship is going dark. To be continued.

"It’s a trick! They want you weak so they can finish us!" The hunters didn't wait for my answer. They were machines of bone and steel, their eyes glowing with a cold, violet light. The man in the black mask pointed a heavy silver cannon at us. "Kill the mother! Capture the seed!" he roared. A blast of violet energy tore through the air. I dived to the left, pulling Leo against my chest. The beam hit a glass bookshelf, sending a rain of sharp crystal shards across the floor. Rowan lunged at the nearest hunter, his claws tearing through its metal neck, but three more took its place. They were fast, moving with a mechanical precision that made my heart race.

My thumb pressed on her clit, rubbing in firm circles while I kept sucking and licking. Clone One looked back at me over her shoulder, her eyes dark and full of lust. She leaned forward, her breasts dangling, and kissed me deeply. Our tongues tangled, sharing the taste of pussy from our mouths – Clone Two's on mine, my own on hers. It was messy, saliva mixing with juices, dripping down our chins. Clone Two's moans grew louder, her tongue working Clone One's clit as her body writhed under my fingers.

I growled at her," but she only giggled back. "Attack and beat him, just don't kill him." I heard her ordering her clone. They charge at me, their claws growing longer with each passing moment. I spun around and slashed at one of the clones, but the clone was surprisingly fast. It lunged forward, leaping high into the air and coming straight down on me. Unfortunately, that was her mistake. I had already prepared for it.

She had become, not to put too fine a point on it, a monster. James dodged and weaved, but somehow the hunter's blades were quicker, burying themselves again and again in his flesh. The fight went on for only a few seconds, and before we could even begin to move in assistance, it was over. James fell to the ground, disgusting fluids dripping from his head wounds. Chloe pulled the hatchets free with a sickening slurping noise and turned to face me. She took her stance. I drew my claws. * * *

“I commend your prowess for making it this far, but this is as far as you-” Cut to the chase already. I ain’t got time for pointless blabbering! I’m onto him with a breath, working my maw aggressively, pounding my hefty paws here and there, breaking the floor and sending tremors through the walls- it’s now it comes to me. This is no longer the haunted maze. We’re inside the Tuyen’s mansion. What a sneaky game indeed. I snag him with a swing of my left paw, smacking the side of his head to send him smashing through a wall. The result isn’t gratifying, it only burns my fury hotter that once again, I’ve fallen for another clone of his.

She took a few shots of what happened and stood there watching with a slow surge of panic that slowly built up in her body. Just as she was there staring at the scene, the sharp eyes of the Z clan men went in the direction where Thyra stood on the cliff. Thyra noticed this too but didn't falter her gaze as it looked as if they were engaged in an eye battle. One of the Z clan men muttered to his colleagues, "She is going to be the first hunt of Alpha Ryker." On hearing this, Alpha Ryker's eyes quickly spun in the direction where the Z clan men stared with a glare so ferocious that if it were possible, Thyra would have fallen dead immediately. It was as if he was marking his prey to be his fir