๐๐ก๐๐ฉ๐ญ๐๐ซ ๐๐๐: ๐๐๐๐๐จ๐๐ค 1
The door to the core opens.
The boundless sea of magic power, like the vast ocean, billows.
He draws some from the immeasurable source of power and spreads it evenly throughout his body.
A chill runs through his entire body as if ice water had been injected into his veins.
Siwoo bit his molars so hard that his jaw ached.
Didn’t they say that great power comes with great responsibility?
The overload he felt in his body as soon as he used ether made Siwoo’s mind sharp.
He catches his breath.
Do Kyung-hoo’s rushing fist comes into view.
The epitome of Do Kyung-hoo’s swordsmanship, which he had often seen when they fought monsters together.
There weren’t many monsters that could withstand the [Mountain Cleaver] and maintain their form.
At least as far as Siwoo could remember, they had all been cut in half and died.
‘๐๐ต’๐ด ๐ด๐ฉ๐ข๐ณ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ฏ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ ๐ด๐ข๐ธ ๐ช๐ต ๐ข ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ค๐ข๐ฅ๐ฆ ๐ข๐จ๐ฐ. ๐๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐ข๐จ๐ช๐ค ๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ด๐ข๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ช๐ด ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ฉ๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ.’
Indeed, Do Kyung-hoo’s skills were as sharp as a sword could cut, as if he hadn’t been slacking off all this time.
Siwoo infused some of the ether he had drawn into Balmung.
His dantian’s magic power was well-received by Balmung, but the ether felt like it was being swallowed with difficulty.
The blade of the sword trembles.
Balmung screams, just like Siwoo’s muscles.
He seemed to be struggling as unbearable power was poured into it.
“Just bear with it for a bit.”
Siwoo raised one corner of his mouth and raised Balmung.
Then he swung his sword down towards Do Kyung-hoo’s fist, which had come right up to his nose.
Time seems to stretch out like a string.
The ligaments and muscles holding the bones together tear and are restored by the healing ability at the same time.
Before that recovery is over, it tears again.
Blood flows from Siwoo’s mouth.
The auras of the swords clash.
ใ กใ กใ กใ กใ กใ กใ กใ กใ กใ กใ กThud!!!
Flames explode and flood the smoke screen with light.
The shockwave rips through the ground, crushing and overturning the bedrock.
“Ugh!”
People squeezed their eyes shut.
The belated roar vibrates their eardrums as if they were about to burst.
Do Kyung-hoo watched Siwoo’s every move with his eyes full of fighting spirit.
‘๐๐ฐ ๐ฃ๐ฆ ๐ฑ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ค๐ช๐ด๐ฆ, ๐ ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ด๐ข๐บ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ฎ๐ข๐จ๐ช๐ค ๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ด ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ค๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ฑ๐ถ๐ณ๐ฆ. ๐๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ค๐ข๐ฏ ๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ถ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ญ๐บ ๐ถ๐ด๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐ข๐จ๐ช๐ค ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ด๐ถ๐ค๐ฉ ๐ข ๐ฅ๐ช๐ง๐ง๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต ๐ฏ๐ข๐ต๐ถ๐ณ๐ฆ?’
If he couldn’t figure out the cause, Siwoo would win this battle.
The moment the [Mountain Cleaver] tore through the atmosphere and rushed at him, an overwhelming amount of magic power suddenly surged up from Siwoo.
An amount of magic power he had never experienced before.
No, it wasn’t simply a matter of more or less.
‘๐๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ ๐ฑ๐ถ๐ต ๐ช๐ตโ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ฑ๐ต๐ฉ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ด ๐ค๐ฉ๐ข๐ฏ๐จ๐ฆ๐ฅ. ๐๐ต’๐ด ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ค๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ค๐ญ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ๐ณ.’
Do Kyung-hoo tried to organize the feelings he felt in his head.
Some might wonder why that feeling was important, but it was an important matter for Do Kyung-hoo.
As a Hunter, one must be able to sense and detect even the smallest changes in the surrounding objects, including one’s opponent.
You can only be called a good hunter if you can detect even the smallest changes, such as the color of your eyes changing during battle or the tips of your fingernails turning a different color.
Because those small parts pile up and pile up to make the price of life.
“Are you done with your attack?”
At that moment, Siwoo’s cold voice was heard, and a blue sword appeared from between the flames.
“My swordsmanship. . . You’re still completely fine even after breaking it.”
Do Kyung-hoo looked alternately at Siwoo and the chaotic scene with wide eyes.
He was unharmed even after facing the [Mountain Cleaver] head-on.
It was common to inflict at least a major injury, though he might not die, but Siwoo didn’t show any signs of life.
“No, it was impossible to wound your body in the first place. I forgot that you were a regenerator.”
“You would have overcome that level of handicap if the three of you top rankers had joined forces.”
“Hahaha! You’re not wrong. I was too complacent, believing only in numbers! Anyway, the only thing I can trust on the battlefield is my sword!”
Do Kyung-hoo rushed towards Siwoo, putting his ears forward.
Cawwwwwwwwใ กใ กใ กใ กใ ก!
Siwoo twisted Balmung and blocked the falling blade at an angle.
Perhaps because he had lived his whole life wielding a sword, his strength was extraordinary.
“Kuk. . . I’m sorry, but blocking isn’t all there is to a sword.”
Carddddddduk.
The sword came down, scratching Balmung’s surface, and aimed for Siwoo’s arm, which was holding the handle.
Siwoo pushed his hand to deflect Do Kyung-hoo’s sword and immediately stabbed his opponent in the body.
Do Kyung-hoo quickly twisted his body to evade the attack and swung his sword sideways.
The swordsmanship narrowly misses Siwoo’s head and passes by.
Siwoo, who clicked his tongue inwardly, gripped the handle and reacted quickly.
Cawwwwwใ กใ กใ กใ กใ กใ ก!!
Balmung, which was drawn across the ground, is blocked by the sword.
Do Kyung-hoo’s pungent laughter can be seen beyond the crossed swords.
“Hahaha! This is fun, this is fun!”
The strongest swordsman in the Republic of Korea unleashes a series of attacks like a downpour.
Siwoo’s hands move erratically, dodging or blocking Do Kyung-hoo’s attacks.
In an instant, dozens of exchanges take place.
Siwoo infused ether into the ring.
โHihihihihihing!!
Pumirmir snorted and appeared with Siwoo on its back.
Siwoo blocked Do Kyung-hoo’s blade and turned Pumirmir’s body 180 degrees.
“You’re running awayใ ก Ugh!!!”
Do Kyung-hoo, who thought his opponent was running away when he saw his back, had no choice but to vomit out a gag.
Pumirmir’s hind legs kicked his torso.
Quaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaang!!
Do Kyung-hoo’s body was embedded in the smoke screen wall.
ใ๐๐’๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐ค๐ข๐ง๐ ๐๐ฎ๐๐๐ฒ, ๐๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ข๐ญ ๐๐๐ง’๐ญ ๐๐ ๐ก๐๐ฅ๐ฉ๐๐! ๐๐ง๐ฌ๐ญ๐๐๐, ๐ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ ๐ ๐๐ซ๐๐๐ค!ใ
Prepared alcohol dishes unfold in front of Pre, who flaps his wings.
A dark black magic circle emits a cold aura.
[Song of Iron: Iron Fist]
A solid, heavy lump of iron rushes out of the magic circle and flies towards Do Kyung-hoo.
“No, you can’t, Grandmaster!”
At that moment, Benedict’s staff was swung and the fist stopped in mid-air.
“The duel is not over yet, Master.”
Lo-an’s voice follows.
He had materialized [Somersault Cloud] and was preparing to fire an electric shock at Siwoo.
“It seems like you’re finally getting the hang of it.”
“Hahaha~ That’s right! Lo-an and I are starting to understand each other’s minds!”
“. . . No, that’s never happened.”
“But time is up.”
“Yes?”
“I’ll let you know your strengths and weaknesses later when you come to your senses.”
“Now, just a moment!”
Siwoo smiled and moved quickly.
“No, ha, stop. . . Gak!”
Ppeeeeeeeeeeeeeeek!
And then he began to put them to sleep one by one with his fist filled with the power of ether.
๐ท๐ท๐ท๐ท๐ท๐ท
โCrowel. . . What is the status of the mission you were assigned this time. . .?
Crowel made a difficult face at Diakan’s voice coming through the receiver.
Until recently, he had spent time searching for the organization that had tried to assassinate Siwoo, and recently he had been busy uniting Cargill Juan’s supporters.
It wasn’t that he had wasted time, but he was nervous about the report because he couldn’t see any major results.
“It’s going well, Diakan-nim.”
โI see. . . I’ve heard that the people of the current vice-president’s faction are very close-knit. . . . Are you working on disintegrating them?
“Even without that, Cargill Juan said he had spies in place, so we decided to meet today. They played the role of getting into the vice-president’s faction and passing on information about the place.”
โIs that so. . .? Use them well. . . I hope you can get your hands on the HSIU headquarters as soon as possible. . . . That way, ใPandemoniumใ’s future plans can. . . go smoothly. . . .
“I’ll keep that in mind.”
Crowel replied in a very tense voice.
In the ใPandemoniumใ hierarchy, which consisted of 9 Hierarchies in total, the 3rd Hierarchy and above belonged to the executive level.
It wasn’t simply a matter of rank.
Their abilities were also incomparably higher than those of the 4th Hierarchy.
‘๐๐ฉ๐ฆ๐บ’๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ค๐ถ๐ณ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต ๐ฉ๐ช๐จ๐ฉ-๐ณ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ด, ๐ด๐ฐ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ฅ๐ฐ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ฆ๐น๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ค๐ต?’
Except for people like the doctor who he was dealing with directly, they were all famous rankers.
However, most of them had been branded as criminals and erased from the rankings.
“Oh, Diakan-nim. I have one thing I’d like to ask.”
โWhat is it. . .?
“Can you tell me how Kaise’s team is doing in eliminating Min Siwoo? It’s not unrelated to the mission I’m in charge of.”
โWell. . . Blackwood and Min Siwoo are in a cooperative relationship. . . There hasn’t been much. . . progress on that side either. However, they say they are preparing thoroughly. . . and will definitely take care of it. . . .
Crowel recalled the information on Min Siwoo.
The information and content about him were being updated all the time, but the more he did, the clearer it became that he was an untouchable being, and he couldn’t find any information about his weaknesses.
But what does it mean to prepare thoroughly?
‘๐๐ฆ๐ญ๐ญ, ๐ธ๐ฆ’๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ค๐ญ๐ฐ๐ด๐ฆ ๐ข๐ฏ๐บ๐ธ๐ข๐บ. ๐ ๐จ๐ถ๐ฆ๐ด๐ด ๐’๐ญ๐ญ ๐ซ๐ถ๐ด๐ต ๐ฎ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ฏ ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ด๐ช๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ด๐ด.’
Kaise had shamelessly contacted him and asked for information about Min Siwoo, but Crowel could not bring himself to contact Kaise and ask him about the progress of his work.
He was a man who was hard to get close to because he couldn’t see what was on his mind.
“Then can we assume that Min Siwoo’s disposal is still a long way off? There is a meeting at the HSIU headquarters in a few days, and the outcome will vary greatly depending on Min Siwoo’s attendance.”
โIs that so. . .? I’ll tell Kaise. . . Tell him to take care of it so that Min Siwoo doesn’t get sent to the United States.
“Yes, I’ll leave that to you.”
โYes. . . . Keep in mind, Crowel. . . . The headquarters must be in the hands of ใPandemoniumใ, no matter what happens.
Diakan ended the call with his last words.
Crowel checked the screen of his smartphone and let out a long sigh.
“It’s hard, it’s hard.”
Thanks to his penchant for backhanded dealings, he had risen to the position of 4th Hierarchy, but this project was not easy after all.
Since it was an organization in charge of awakened criminals, there were far too many sharp-witted Hunters.
‘๐๐ง ๐ค๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ๐ด๐ฆ, ๐ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฌ ๐ช๐ต ๐ธ๐ข๐ด ๐ข ๐จ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฅ ๐ช๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ข ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฑ๐ญ๐ข๐ฏ๐ต ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ช๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐๐ข๐ณ๐จ๐ช๐ญ๐ญ ๐๐ถ๐ข๐ฏ ๐ด๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ๐ข๐ญ ๐บ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ๐ด ๐ข๐จ๐ฐ. . . . ๐๐ถ๐ต ๐ช๐ต’๐ด ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ฆ๐ข๐ด๐บ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ช๐ต ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ ๐ง๐ณ๐ถ๐ช๐ต.’
Crowel was in charge of planting spies in various circles to obtain information or take control of organizations.
However, HSIU was difficult to infiltrate because of its ironclad reputation.
But just then, when the president of the HSIU headquarters died, Crowel began to exploit the organization’s internal strife in earnest.
Cargill Juan was the perfect person for ใPandemoniumใ’s purpose.
Smart.
“Come in.”
Crowel said to the door.
There was a cough, and someone opened the door and came in.
‘๐๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ท๐ช๐ญ.’
It was Cargill Juan.
He sat down in the chair opposite Crowel, stroking his thick mustache and accompanied by two unfamiliar figures.
“Long time no see, Crowel.”
“Yeah, it’s been a long time. Want an apple?”
“I don’t mind. You eat plenty yourself.”
“Well, yeah. But these are new faces?”
Crowel picked up an apple on the table and took a bite.
“Oh. . . They’re the friends I told you about before. They’re the ones who are working hard in the vice-president’s faction. Say hello?”
Cargill Juan spoke to the men sitting on either side of him.
“Ohใ ก Our employer’s friend, nice to meet you. My name is Marco.”
“Dear comrade! We eat tacos together! My name is Martinez!”
Marco and Martinez smiled brightly at Crowel.
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