Chapter 1543 - 975: The Hunters at This Moment

Chapter 1543: Chapter 975: The Hunters at This Moment

The squad walked in Ring Tower City.

As they turned the last street corner.

The iconic spires and heavy stone walls of the solemn and majestic headquarters of the Judgement Court were already clearly visible.

Right in front of the gate at the wing where the Demon Hunter Affairs Department of the Judgement Court’s seventh coordination office was located, they saw several other groups of people.

A squad with all members dressed in leather armor marked with dark red claw marks, and the captain was a burly man with an old hideous scar on his face.

It was the Blood Scar Squad.

Another squad seemed more secretive, with even their fingertips covered in specially made black gloves.

This was the Shadow Claw Squad.

There was also a squad equipped with sophisticated crossbows, scanning the surroundings sharply.

Sentinel Squad.

The three teams together numbered over a dozen people.

"Scarface!" "Shadow!" "Shadow Claw!"

"Ha, it’s you guys, you bastards!"

Almost simultaneously, the captains or members of the squads recognized each other, their faces showing surprised and familiar smiles.

With the number of active demon hunter squads dwindling, those still active all knew each other—they were old comrades battling evil in the darkness together.

The simple greetings and fist-to-shoulder salutes weren’t yet finished when the surprise in their eyes quickly turned into seriousness.

Scarface Captain touched the scar on his face, his voice deep: "The Judgement Court called all of us back... it seems it’s not just a ’vacation’ to the Tariel Continent."

Apparently, they were all recalled, and they had thought about the mission on their way.

For demon hunters, the first thing that comes to mind is the Tariel Continent, after all, on other routes, they basically have no work left.

Making them do ordinary things like common Night Watchers, then obviously wastes their abilities.

Unless they actively request it, otherwise it’s meaningless.

Naturally, going to the Tariel Continent is the most likely.

But now that everyone is here, the mission is not that simple.

"There must be big work."

The Shadow Claw squad captain flexed his fingers wrapped in black cloth, his voice raspy.

Just as they exchanged knowing glances and were about to walk into the Affairs Department together, the space above the empty ground next to them suddenly twisted.

It was space teleportation.

Moreover, with teleportation directly landing at a precise location, the level of the person teleporting was obvious.

An instantaneously stable and precise teleportation gate unfolded, opening directly at the entrance of the Affairs Department.

To open directly here, it was clearly a Legendary Level powerhouse.

In the glow, a group of people came out.

Their equipment was distinctly different, more exquisite, unified, shimmering with a restrained energy luster, the uniforms embroidered with a unique emblem.

It was not the mark of the Night Watchers, this was clearly a team emblem of their own.

Their demeanor was also more composed and sharp, with an aura of having gone through countless battles, facing the true core of the Abyss.

The leader was a tall woman, her gaze sharp as a hawk, a short blade with a flowing mithril glow hanging at her waist.

"Demon Slayers?"

Sharp Claw whispered in surprise, his tone filled with incredulous astonishment.

Nightingale’s eyes also widened, looking at those former "star" teammates, now the elite among Night Watchers—the members of the Soul Guardian.

Upgraded from the Explorer sequence to the Guardian sequence.

They had their own team name.

Their members were all former Night Watchers, simply put, an elite guardian squad composed of demon hunter troop elites.

The squad was named Demon Slayers.

You could tell their specialty just by the name.

Even they returned?

Under the metal mask of Shadow, the eyebrows furrowed almost imperceptibly, with the emerald pupils slightly narrowing.

Sharp Claw took a sharp breath, even forgetting to urge further.

Seeing the Soul Guardian Squad appear here, everyone instantly understood.

This mission that urgently called all of them back was probably far more important and dangerous than anything they had imagined before.

The appearance of the Demon Slayers was like a boulder thrown into an already restless pond.

After a brief dead silence, it was the Demon Slayer captain "Fang" that broke the silence.

Her gaze swept over the Shadow squad and several other teams, a trace of surprise and the joy of reunion mingled in her sharp eyes.

"Shadow? Scarface? And you guys..."

Fang’s voice carried a raspy note, but the confidence of having faced true battles was clearly discernible.

"I really didn’t expect even you to be here. So, the rats in those underground holes are finally cleaned out by you?"

Her tone had a familiar teasing.

Sharp Claw immediately reacted like a cat whose tail was stepped on, the previous shock instantly replaced by discontent.

"Ha! ’Cleaned out’? We wish! Chasing those not even qualified as Inferior Demon nutcases every day, spending days tracking them, just to clean up some worthless fools who only just learned to draw circle curses! It doesn’t even count as a warm-up!"

He waved his arms in frustration.

"Tracking, locking, assaulting, cleaning the battlefield... the process almost etched into my bones, boring enough to grow mushrooms! It’s all damn this kind of ’sacred’ shit-shoveling job!"

Nightingale immediately nodded in agreement, her tone full of helplessness and longing.

"Yes Fang! You in Tariel can still dig relics and chop real demon spawns, while we? The points are stable, but life is too dull. Our demon hunter skills are all spent dealing with sewer rats."

Rock nodded steadily and in a gruff voice said: "Safe is safe, just... too safe."

Even Snooze who seldom spoke muttered softly: "Bones are about to rust..."