Novel & Cerita Judgement Chain Hunter X Hunter

As soon as the voices vanished, I slowly opened my eyes and I was welcomed by a dark room with a window, letting some of the light crawl inside the room. I reminisced about everything as I was sitting alone in this gloomy place whilst staring at Madreign’s bloody flag. Beside me was a black rose. My attention was then stolen by a bird’s cry. As I gazed at it, it flew away. We fought together, but I was the only one left. If I could just bring back the past, I would. I would love us to reunite again and fly a kite on the mountain. Did I make the right judgment? I . . . brought them to death, and people still call me a hero. Maximaze Lativitus Park, the notorious Death Judge of Normous became

At first, Flint can't get a connection from him but soon they can hear each other a bit clear through their minds. "What happened to you, Flint? There's seem to be a problem to our mind link." "The hunter... I meet her. She injects something to me that makes me weak and cannot use a mind link for the time being." "What? You encounter the hunter?" "Yes!" Flint said. He stops from running and gasped for some air. For the first time in his life, he was out of breath just for running. 'Argh! I'm not fully recovering! I feel tired.'

Moments later, the three looked at Tyler, who was already standing next to Kyra. “You don’t have to retaliate against people who hurt you. There is another creature that will do that for you. Live in peace.” said Tyler. Tyler looked at the man he had treated. “It’s rare to be given a second chance, take advantage of the opportunity I gave you.” The other hunter did not speak. An angel has already been judged for skinwalkers. The skinwalkers stared at Tyler. ‘Is he also a hunter?’ ‘I don’t know, but he’s weird compared to them.’

“I’ll give you guys a pint of beer after the hunt!” Some of the people in our tribe cheered, some waved goodbye and some are screaming our names. “Bring home the heads of the sly bastards,” Polo said as he bids Rendall a goodbye. “We will,” I interrupted them and gently tapped Rendall’s shoulder. “The necklace, Raffi.” I nodded as my father reminded me of the precious necklace he gave. Quinn’s mother is with other hunters so she will not be able to bid her mother goodbye. The three of us waved to everyone who is expecting us to bring home the victory, which we definitely will.

She should've had her guard up, but she was too freaked out from reading about Garin's mom. The younger shifters had told scary stories around the campfires about a blue-eyed demon who killed unwary wolves in a very particular way. They named her The Huntress. To this day, that name sent spikes of ice down Willow's spine. The Huntress was said to kill her victims slowly, using blades instead of bullets or arrows.

Kael felt my intention through the bond and roared in protest, but I sent him the image of what I needed him to do and he trusted me enough to follow it without question. Thorne and the warriors threw the chains the moment Kael drove the Heir-Hunter into the corridor and the silver links wrapped around its legs while the beast thrashed and snapped at anything close enough to reach. Kael leaped onto its back again and used his full weight to force the creature down, while I ran forward and slid beneath its snapping jaws because the brand was now exposed where the plates had cracked from the fight. I sank my claws into the glowing silver mark and twisted hard while the creature screamed and bu

He rambled, concern clouding his features as he looked at me with anger. “Well, this is not as grand as it should be, but it is something, right? Happy reunion, I hope you are happy to see yourself because it will be a pity if you aren't.” The idiot made himself known, flashing his white teeth at us. “What the heck?? You are the one behind all these??” Hunter raged when he saw Liam emerging from the entrance of the room, the chains rattled as he tried to tug his hands-free, I screamed for him to stop when I saw the droplets of his blood on the floor.

General Rhodes' voice came out sharp and the hall was instantly filled with murmurs. I coughed. I ran my eyes across the hall and everywhere fell silent almost immediately. “What do you mean by that, general Rhodes?" General Rhodes stood up from his chair, and took a few steps to the center of the room. “A young wolf named Quinn was found at the border!” “What?” An elder gasped. “He is known to hang around Freya almost every time, and I can say for sure she must have influenced him to visit the training ground.” General Rhodes continued, and I could feel a rush of annoyance rush down my spine.

I watched the whole rotten shape of it arrive in him at once, and for the first time since the ceremony, Cole Shade looked as though he might be sick. "You chose me. It was enough," Tara-Lee said, and she smiled at his ruin. I stopped listening to her. My mother was dying, and I went to her, reaching up for the silver grown into her wrists. The chains reacted. The moment my power touched them, they flared white and threw me across the shrine floor. I hit stone and tasted blood. Behind me, Hunter made a sound I had never heard from him. Low. Wrecked. I turned. He had gone to the wall, to the great iron rings the chains ran through, and he was staring at the metalwork as though it had spoken h

But not unchanged. I could see it in them. The hesitation. The discomfort. The lingering shadows of what they had witnessed inside themselves. And yet— Some of them still dared to speak. To question. To doubt. Fascinating. “You don’t get to judge her.” Hunter’s voice cut through the room. Sharp. Controlled. But burning underneath. “You couldn’t even face yourselves.” Silence followed. Heavy. Uncomfortable. “You failed your own trials,” he continued. “Most of you didn’t even make it past the first choice.”