Hunterxhunter Dark Continent Novels & Stories

Especially because they’d included the part about him being a caring man, and ended with me saying I wanted him to be free of the darkness, to cut back again to him walking all alone, eyes down, wearing all black like back then. They faded to black and the Up Next screen for his solemn narration voice to say, “Up next on this Haunters season finale special.” The following quick montage showed twenty seconds of the highlights of the next episode. Meaning the worst of it all, the harshest one-liners from the interviews and even things I had no idea had happened.

"Let's get those damn trackers out of us." We waited an extra day, just in case more came. The mountain remained eerily quiet, the snow undisturbed except for the tracks we had left behind. By the time the sun began to dip behind the trees, casting long shadows across the frozen ground, we were packing up and heading down. The whole thing felt wrong. Orin. Jade. Werewolf hunters turning into what they hunted? All of it felt off. What was the point of it all? The truck came into view, buried under a layer of snow, and I couldn’t have been happier to see it.

While Vicoliz was busy pulverising the face of Finite, Bella decided to question Naomi. "Tell us what we need to know?" "Well I once belonged to a group called Hunter X. The main purpose of the group was to have control over Asia, and we killed most who stood in our way. We eradicated most supernaturals who stood in the way of our leader, and hunted those that our leaders believed will pose future threats. In short The Hunter X group is the only group of Supernaturals alive in the whole of Asia" Naomi elucidated with a sad face.

Mariana explained with a heavy sigh. “A hunter bitch left a trap in the old mall the clan lives in? And you said this was over a month ago? She wouldn’t happen to have been an Egyptian bitch?” I asked, my sister, having my full attention. And given that Khalid was in my space, the call had his too. “Exactly. And Adio scumbag.” Mariana snorted. I want to tell her that Adio hunters aren’t all scum, but Khalid seems to be the only exception. I don’t count his sister. She’s a werewolf hybrid, not a hunter.

Unlike the two girls currently wondering what was wrong with Kirou's head, Old Oak's face adopted a smile which wasn't a smile for Kirou to see before he spoke. "You can choose not to accept this quest, but I'm sure you won't like the results." With the smile that wasn't a smile still on his face, Old Oak placed the letter in Kirou's hands and he received a quest notification from the system. [System Message: You have received the quest ] Quest: World Quest: Rank: S Level: Any Description: Traces of movement from beings of the Dark Continent has been found on the Southern Continent. Inform members of the respective guilds on the Sout

Then static. Then the hunter speaks again, his voice clipped. “He has gone dark, sir. Gone cold. Not even our strongest scryers can detect his aura anymore. He is, ahem, well protected.” The screen flickers with internal noise as Xavier straightens in his chair, rage simmering in his jaw. “Protected by what?” he growls. The hunter hesitates. “We don’t know.” “Useless,” Xavier snarls, slamming his fist onto the marble table. “Years of tracking. Funds. Blood. All for nothing?!” The hunter speaks again, clearly shaken. “There’s… something else.” Xavier’s growl deepens.

Each massive, desperate barrier disappeared the exact millisecond it brushed against the encroaching darkness. The Hunter unleashed a deafening, reality-shaking roar. For the first time since humanity had encountered the cosmic giant, genuine, unadulterated rage exploded from its body. Volatile dark energy erupted from its massive form, bathing entire continents in a harsh, black light. The cataclysmic attack struck the shadow directly. Nothing happened. The darkness absorbed everything. It consumed the energy, the kinetic force, and even the light itself. It was gone in an instant, as though reality had fed the shadow willingly.

“Earis will destroy the world after the death of a dragon and a newborn! The hunters will bring Carnage unlike any we've ever seen before and your perfect Luna will lead us to our deaths!” A loud static ringing buzzed inside my head. HXP protocol from the hunters, checked. Dragon, checked. Soon to be newborn, checked! WE'RE DOOMED!

Xander chuckled softly, his eyes gleaming with malicious delight. "Rescue, you say? Oh, how predictable. But know this, Dakota, the shadows are my ally. I command them, and they will be your undoing." As Xander finished speaking, the room plunged into darkness, enveloped by an inky blackness that seemed to devour all light. Dakota's heart raced as he relied on his acute senses to navigate through the void, his movements cautious yet purposeful.

blood thirsty. As the footsteps grow closer, I push myself forward to see through his eyes…if sending more this way kept them away from Josie, then send the entire fucking army. But it isn’t the hunters, it is pack members of the Dark Phantom pack, even faces I recognise slightly from the short trip to Clear Waters. “Are you done?” Jaxon’s voice calls me forward, my wolf relinquishing control back to me as I shift into human form. Jaxon stands before me, his men taking out the final hunters as they already laid bleeding out on the floor.