𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟑𝟐: 𝐒𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨 2
“Sicario Kartel. . . .”
The Hunters grimaced at the sight of the masked figures.
However, they couldn’t decide what to do, as they were torn between anger that they had finally seen the faces of those they wanted to catch, and confusion that the Sicario Kartel had shown up on their own.
Above all, this situation was not in line with the intentions of the [Elephant Union], so it would not be an exaggeration to say that the Sicario Kartel had the upper hand.
They did not expect to be ambushed on their way back after striking out.
It was literally a blow to their pride.
Moreover, the hunters’ morale had sunk to rock bottom due to the failed operation and the fuss about the spy.
It was only natural that their morale would fall further when the Sicario Kartel suddenly appeared.
The Sicario Kartel members, who read the subtle atmosphere of the [Elephant Union], chuckled and aimed their weapons.
“Our boss is amazing. Look at how perfectly timed this ambush is.”
“Kuhahaha. Isn’t this all because we have a ‘friend’ over there who gives us information?”
“Let’s be careful not to hurt our precious informant.”
“I think he said his colleague would offer his neck this time?”
The Hunters knew that these words were blatant sarcasm and a strategy to shake them up.
However, there was a big gap between accepting it rationally and feeling it emotionally.
‘𝘋𝘢𝘮𝘯. . . 𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘯𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘵?’
‘𝘕𝘰, 𝘪𝘵 𝘤𝘢𝘯’𝘵 𝘣𝘦. 𝘈𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘶𝘴, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦’𝘴. . . .’
‘𝘞𝘩𝘰 𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘶𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘯𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮?’
The Hunters of the [Elephant Union] glanced at their colleagues who had their backs and mulled over what they had said.
Suspicion is like a snowball; even if it starts out the size of a fist, it grows to an incredible size the moment it starts rolling.
They began to worry that the colleague behind them might suddenly turn around and put a knife to their neck.
While anxiety was eating away at their unity like a fungus.
“Choi Kang-yul of the [Mad Dog Guild].”
Choi Kang-yul suddenly stepped forward and bared his teeth at the Sicario Kartel.
“I will defeat you all and take you into custody.”
“Kuhaha. Did you not hear what we just said? Are you trying to get backstabbed by our informant while you’re busy looking at us?”
“It doesn’t matter.”
Choi Kang-yul raised his momentum and glared at him with unwavering eyes.
“I only deal with the enemy in front of me.”
“Ooh! The young one acts quite boldly. Then, I guess I have to show you the real world.”
Jaime, the second-in-command of the Sicario Kartel, took out two Colt revolvers and fired them at Choi Kang-yul.
Ta-ang! Ta-ang! Ta-ang!
It was an attack without warning, but Choi Kang-yul had learned from Siwoo how to build a solid shield, and he deflected all the bullets.
As soon as he repelled the attack, he unfolded the ritual and built a magic circle.
[Celadon Flower: Seven Flower Petals]
A blue-green flash completely engulfed Choi Kang-yul.
Jaime fired bullets at his opponent.
The sound of the loud firing rang in his ears.
Although it seemed as if he was shooting randomly, he was in fact aiming only at places where the mana density was low, so he could quickly break even a flimsy shield.
‘𝘐 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘶𝘯𝘬 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘯𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘯!’
However, Jaime soon realized that Choi Kang-yul’s shield was much stronger than he thought, and he immediately took out his scimitar.
At that moment, Choi Kang-yul rushed forward.
The force of his overwhelming spirit felt like a huge mountain.
Jaime instinctively dodged without even realizing it.
Thud!
Choi Kang-yul’s downward swing dug into the spot where he had been standing and completely overturned the ground.
It was the formidable strength of a beast that could turn the world upside down.
“You punk! You said you’d take me into custody? Is this killing me or taking me into custody?”
“It’s okay. I just need to bring a body, no matter what.”
Jaime felt a chill at Choi Kang-yul’s nonchalant tone.
‘𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘨𝘶𝘺 𝘪𝘴 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘴. 𝘐𝘧 𝘐 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘨𝘰, 𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘢 𝘩𝘶𝘨𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘮 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳. 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦, 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯 𝘰𝘣𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘤𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘻𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯.’
He infused his mana into the scimitar.
His senses became sharper.
The surroundings were noisy.
Thanks to Choi Kang-yul’s preemptive attack, the Hunters of the [Elephant Union] and the Sicario Kartel members were fighting all around.
Choi Kang-yul did not let down his guard as he looked at Jaime’s scimitar, which had turned bright blue.
No, rather, he became calmer and his head grew colder.
‘𝘓𝘦𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘎𝘶𝘪𝘭𝘥 𝘓𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳’𝘴 𝘢𝘥𝘷𝘪𝘤𝘦. 𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢𝘯 𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘮𝘺 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘴𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥, 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘯𝘵’𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘳—.’
He visualized Siwoo’s teachings and applied them to the battle in real time.
The scimitar’s sharp blade slithered like a snake, aiming for Choi Kang-yul’s vital points.
Even if he had a shield, the high mana density around the blade seemed to make him vulnerable to stabbing attacks.
Choi Kang-yul carefully observed the opponent’s shoulders and deduced the direction of the incoming blade, evading the attack.
At first, he couldn’t do it as well as he thought he could, so he got a few cuts here and there, but his evasion rate increased with each attempt.
“You little rat!”
Jaime clicked his tongue and swore at Choi Kang-yul.
He needed to deal with these guys quickly so that he could contact Burdeos on time.
If he delayed even a little, who knew what that crazy bastard would do.
As Jaime’s impatience grew, he began to sweat and make more reckless attacks.
‘𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘱𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘯 𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘳.’
Choi Kang-yul noticed the opponent’s impatience and slowly lured him in before punching him when he saw an opening.
Bam!!
Jaime’s body flew more than ten meters and crashed into the outer wall of the building.
“Damn it. . . a mere kid is. . .!”
Jaime, who had been blown away, released all his rage and mana and flew toward Choi Kang-yul like lightning.
🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷
“Who the hell are you guys?”
Burdeos asked the men who had suddenly appeared, his eyes blazing.
The amount of mana they were emitting and the aura they exuded were extraordinary.
Burdeos gauged their abilities in a split second and tried not to show any weakness.
“Are you Mr. Burdeos?”
“Yes, what of it?”
“Nice to meet you, my name is Alkesul. I’m kind of a day laborer for Veneno Kartel. . .”
“A day laborer!”
Alkesul said with a sly smile in his narrow eyes.
“Veneno Kartel. . . Alejandro, that idiot, even called in you good-for-nothings.”
“Hahahaha. Good-for-nothings, huh? That’s harsh.”
“Did that bastard not tell you about the boss of Sicario Kartel?”
“He did. He said the bastard interfered with his business.”
“Kekekeke. There are many people I have to kill today. Hell will be crowded.”
Burdeos growled at him as he pointed a machete at him and released his mana.
Alkesul looked at him with an indifferent expression and then patted Liu Xing on the back.
“I’ll give it to you.”
“Then, I will take his head!”
Liu Xing walked towards Burdeos, his black uniform adorned with an elaborately embroidered dragon.
“My name is Liu Xing!”
He pulled out the sword he had at his waist.
It was a Chinese-style sword, not pointed at the end but wide like an ax, a heavy broadsword.
“I don’t need to know your name!!”
Burdeos infused mana into his machete and swung it at Liu Xing.
Clang!
A sharp crackle echoed like the sound of two sharp objects devouring each other.
Liu Xing fought back without backing down, swinging his sword at the joints and vital points of his opponent.
“Oh, Burdeos, you fight better than I thought? I thought you were just a good-for-nothing, just like Alejandro.”
Alkesul watched their fight with amusement, snickering.
“Who are you?”
Siwoo asked him, frowning.
“Oh my. Are you still here? Weren’t you going to try to kill Mr. Burdeos anyway?”
“So what?”
“We’ll take care of it, so please leave.”
“Ha.”
Alkesul chuckled at Siwoo’s grinning face and fired a sword off shotgun at him.
Kwang! Kwang!
Alkesul quickly unfolded his demonic energy to block the impact of the bullets that came in succession.
“Oh my? Did you not hear what I said?”
“I am. You want me to kill you.”
“Hahahaha. . . you’re funny. . .”
He put away his laughter and took out a long steel fan from his arms.
“It’s much better without that annoying laughter.”
“I really don’t understand. We’re offering to do your job for you, so why are you making things unnecessarily complicated?”
“Your demonic energy was annoying.”
Siwoo fired more bullets at him.
The rough firing sound tore through the air and headed for Alkesul’s forehead.
“Ugh!”
Alkesul opened his fan and shook it left and right, filling it with demonic energy.
In an instant, a powerful wind that seemed like it could blow away everything gushed out of the fan and blew towards Siwoo.
Kwa━━━ga!!
!
Siwoo built three layers of mana shields as he watched the sudden gust of wind.
Mana was woven together into a solid defense, wrapping around the outside.
The wind enveloped Siwoo and swirled around him.
Alkesul, realizing that the opponent’s mana shield was strong, added demonic energy to the wind and accelerated his fanning.
Kuwishuwishuwish!!
In an instant, the shield was torn to shreds and the surrounding boulders flew towards Siwoo, scattering around him.
【𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐩 𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐞, 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐮𝐩 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧!】
Pre then poked his head out and unfolded the ritual he had prepared.
Thousands of symbols, letters, and shapes were drawn at Siwoo’s feet, creating a magic circle in an instant and emitting a dark flash.
[Song of Iron: Horned Dragon]
A huge black dragon made of solid iron emerged and swallowed all the boulders that were flying around.
“Damn. . . I told you to prepare a proper defense magic.”
【𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐟𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐞!】
Siwoo’s mana drained away as the horned dragon shot towards Alkesul like a ballista.
Its razor-sharp teeth and scales that looked like they would cut you if you even touched them tore through the air.
Alkesul gritted his teeth so hard his jaw ached.
He was first embarrassed because the attack did not match his skills and attributes.
He poured as much of his demonic energy as the fan could handle into it.
“Did you think you could kill me with such a skill!?”
Alkesul swung the fan with all his might.
A monstrous gust of wind gushed out of the fan, which had greedily devoured his demonic energy.
As if the wind god Huracan was roaring, the heavens and earth twisted, and the ground began to turn upside down.
Burdeos and Liu Xing, who had been fighting fiercely, stopped fighting and retreated far away, unable to withstand this powerful and unpredictable force.
“Hahahaha! Nothing will survive this wind! Rise high into the sky and fall to your death!”
Alkesul did not stop fanning.
He had suddenly used up a huge amount of demonic energy, so his mana veins felt like they were breaking, but he pushed himself to continue the attack.
Boom!
A deafening roar erupted as the gust of wind and the horned dragon collided.
As powerful mana and demonic energy clashed, the surrounding area lit up and the surrounding buildings shook.
Javier hurriedly left the place with two captive Sicario members.
If he stayed there, he would likely get caught up in it and die.
“Will the horned dragon break through it?”
【𝐈𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐦𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜 𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐠𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭. 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐛𝐮𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡, 𝐡𝐞’𝐬 𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐳𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬.】
Siwoo clicked his tongue and pulled Balmung out of his arms.
“Let’s switch to close combat.”
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