Lagren looked at the Ghouls in astonishment.
In fact, as a contact for the Monster Hunters, only a few things that could shock Lagren. Ghouls wouldn't at first, but when the numbers exceeded the hundreds, it did.
Lagren knew what made the Ghouls feared.
Their huge figures granted these monster inhuman strength, their skin that felt more like iron could ignore small-caliber handguns as well.
As long as they gained the geographical advantage, one of the monsters could easily wipe out a group of ten fully armed men.
Judging from the number of Ghouls in front of Lagren, they were enough to send half of Eiders into a vortex of destruction.
"Back off!"
Lagren shouted at Smith while he raised his gun and squeezed the trigger.
Bang!
The scattered rounds from the shotgun were fired, the Ghoul in front of its firing range was enveloped wholly, its flesh was ripped apart.
Roar!
