𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟗𝟔: 𝐖𝐚𝐫 𝐑𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐞 𝐓𝐞𝐚𝐦 2
Siwoo sat cross-legged in a training ground.
The magical power that had erupted from his dantian was circulating through the mana veins of his body, reaching every corner of his nervous system.
“Huu.”
He slowly exhaled the breath he had inhaled deeply.
His muscle tissue was filled with magical power, and a gentle warmth filled him.
Siwoo gathered the magical power that enveloped his body into his dantian and dug deeper this time.
Beyond the dantian, the core.
Siwoo had killed seven dragons in the other world and absorbed their hearts, which were the source of their ether, as cores with Pre’s power.
The seven hearts were acting as a second dantian in Siwoo’s body.
The magical power passed through the dantian and reached the core.
A vast and boundless space where the dark blue power of ether dominated the vast space.
If there was someone who could control all this power freely, that person would be an existence that transcended the flesh of a dragon.
Siwoo was able to freely use up to two of the seven cores.
‘Another wall has been broken.’
However, in the recent battle with Baba Yaga, he had been able to use two cores to their maximum, and as a result, his body, which had been repeatedly destroyed and restored, was able to break the boundary of three cores.
New growth is always accompanied by pain.
The ‘Art of the Half-Dragon’, which he had maintained for a long time, had left an overwhelming aftereffect on his body.
Using ether to exceed the physical limits of a human being caused excruciating pain that grated on his bones.
All of these things pushed Siwoo to his limits.
Of course, thanks to Pre, he was able to heal his body every second, so there were no major direct injuries, but the mental stress and pain that accumulated could not be healed by Heal.
Siwoo swept through the newly opened third core with his magical power and felt his expanded realm.
‘Every time a core opens, the ether capacity increases exponentially. How can I not break through the core?’
【𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐩 𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐞, 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐩 𝐨𝐟 𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞. 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐝𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞.】
“Are you going to keep talking nonsense?”
Siwoo opened his eyes as he sharpened his magical power.
Just as Pre had said, people began to enter the training ground.
They were members of ‘Misteltein’.
The others were the same as usual, but three of them faced Siwoo with determined expressions, as if they had made up their minds.
“Have you made up your minds?”
Siwoo asked, looking at them.
“Yes. Even though you are stronger than us, we decided to fight you directly to judge whether you are strong enough to teach us.”
Kiplagat stepped forward and replied.
“I think you can do it. Besides, the superiority of hunters is something you have to know by fighting directly.”
“Of course~ And you’ve never proven your strength in front of us. . . yet.”
Cerberus trailed off awkwardly and avoided Siwoo’s gaze.
In fact, Siwoo had expected some backlash from ‘Misteltein’ to some extent.
And he didn’t think that fewer people would oppose him than the three of them.
It was natural for existing members to assert their orthodoxy in any group they joined, and Siwoo had secretly hoped that this would happen.
The obvious difference in skill that he had to show them someday.
“Then can I assume that everyone else agrees with my opinion?”
“Apart from the three of us, we’ve decided to do so.”
“Good. Let’s get started.”
Siwoo got up and dusted himself off.
Mad Horse asked Siwoo with his arms crossed.
“Who do you want to fight first?”
“. . . . . . ?”
Siwoo tilted his head and looked at him.
“If you can’t choose, we’ll decide the order arbitrarily. What do you think?”
“I think there’s a bit of a misunderstanding.”
“A misunderstanding. . . Are you saying that you’re not challenging us now?”
Mad Horse twitched his eyebrows, his eyes gleaming like a beast.
“No, the challenge is correct.”
“Then what part of it is a misunderstanding?”
“I’ll rush you all at once.”
“. . . . . . .”
Mad Horse, Kiplagat, and Cerberus stared at Siwoo with expressions of disbelief.
“Why is that?”
“Hey~ You’re not saying that you’re going to fight all three of us ‘Misteltein’ at the same time. . . right?”
“Hunter Min Siwoo. I know you’re strong, but this is really a difficult problem to just pass over. Like Cerberus said, are you saying that you’re going to take on the three of us by yourself?!”
Kiplagat also asked in an agitated voice, as if he couldn’t believe Siwoo’s attitude.
As the saying goes, even a broken tooth is still a tooth.
No matter how low their evaluations of them were and how much he disliked them, ‘Misteltein’ was not a place that had been bought with money.
A position in the transcendent world earned solely through skill.
“Don’t you think you need to fight at least 1:3 to make you want to be taught by me?”
However, the man in front of him underestimated their abilities.
How else could he have said such a thing so calmly?
Mad Horse was about to retort, but Kiplagat raised his arm to stop him.
Kiplagat’s arm was trembling slightly from the simmering anger.
“Fine. We’ll fight the three of us together, as you wish. However, we won’t hold back, and we won’t stop fighting until you pass out or surrender. Do you agree?”
“I agree. Let’s leave the judgment to our own consciences.”
“Alright.”
Kiplagat took off his coat and threw it on the floor nervously.
A dark, resilient, muscular body was revealed.
Magical power surged from his dantian, and an oval-shaped, long and pointed mask, a spear, and a wooden shield appeared.
Mad Horse sighed as he watched him finish his preparations.
“Now there’s no turning back. I will fight without shame, even for the sake of my ancestors’ spirits. Be prepared.”
“That’s what I wanted to hear.”
Mad Horse unleashed his magical power, and a warbonnet (eagle feather hat), a breechclout top made of buffalo hide, and two axes in his hands appeared.
Cerberus said nothing to Siwoo and simply drew his magical power.
He didn’t materialize a weapon with artifacts like Kiplagat or Mad Horse, but instead, a huge shadow rippled beneath his feet.
‘Since I’ve provoked them this much. . . I’ll do it sincerely.’
Siwoo smiled to himself as he glanced at them.
He had set up a 1:3 handicap because he might not be convinced if he just barely won after a long fight.
In fact, this was like a losing battle for Kiplagat, Mad Horse, and Cerberus.
Because even if they won, it would be a draw, and if they lost, it would be a disgrace.
They had accepted this fight, which they would have never accepted if they had died, because of Siwoo’s tremendous achievements over the years, their debt to him, and on the other hand, the rising anger and their competitive spirit towards the strong.
“Let’s begin.”
Siwoo snapped his fingers.
“Arrogant!”
As soon as he finished speaking, Kiplagat charged at Siwoo at a terrifying speed.
[Lord of Ecstasy: Proxy]
Kiplagat’s spear flashed with a bright yellow light, and the tip of his spear plunged down like a Lightning Flash.
Kwagaaaang!!
As if a bomb had exploded, a deafening roar erupted, and the floor of the training ground, which had been covered with several layers of magical defense barriers, shattered in places.
Siwoo quickly dodged the attack and checked the movements of the others.
When fighting multiple opponents, you have to keep an eye on the actions of the people behind the one who is attacking you right now.
At that moment, a huge darkness rose from the ground.
A swift and rapid ambush, as if a trap had been sprung on its prey.
The darkness opened its mouth as if to swallow Siwoo in one bite and bound his limbs with shadows.
‘This isn’t—just simple shadow magic?’
Siwoo frowned as he tried to shake off Cerberus’ attack.
The flow of magical power in his body, which had been bound by the shadows, was tangled up and he couldn’t exert any strength at all.
Even when he tried to circulate his magical power properly, it spun out of Siwoo’s control like a broken compass.
“Everyone makes that expression when they first receive his technique. I’m sorry, but the match is over!”
Mad Horse approached with heavy steps and raised his axe.
A huge bear-like figure began to ripple behind him and its aura began to rise like crazy.
“Your challenge was foolish. Even if it had been 1:1, it wouldn’t have been enough, but you dared to make it 1:3.”
Kiplagat’s furious voice followed.
The tip of his spear glowed bright yellow again and lunged towards Siwoo’s abdomen, which was tightly bound by the shadows.
Overwhelming blows came from both sides.
Kiplagat and Mad Horse were confident in their victory.
They would end this match on their own terms, without even having to go as far as Cerberus, who was standing far away.
Their weapons had already reached Siwoo’s skin.
Even if other ‘Misteltein’ were to receive Siwoo’s teachings after this match, they would at least realize that they had nothing to learn from Siwoo in this match.
Kiplagat’s spear pierced through Siwoo’s abdomen.
No, it seemed to have passed through.
In an instant, the whole world came to a standstill.
The gleaming spear stopped, and Mad Horses axe stopped on Siwoo’s shoulder.
Flying stones, falling drops of sweat, and fine particles of dust.
Everything was clear to the eye.
They said that the fights of masters took place in 1/1000 of a second, or even more, so was this the realm he had reached now?
Kiplagat’s gaze, which had been thinking that, turned to Siwoo’s face, and at the same time, he met his eyes.
At that moment, Kiplagat saw a faint smile spread across Siwoo’s face.
‘What is this situationㅡ?’
In this frozen time, he alone was moving slowly.
A cold and eerie aura erupted from Siwoo’s body.
Kiplagat and Mad Horse wanted to scream at the situation that was unfolding in front of their eyes.
This wasn’t really time stopping.
It was just that Siwoo was moving much faster than them, at a speed that far surpassed them.
At that moment, a strange armor-like thing appeared on Siwoo’s forearms and shoulders.
From that moment on, the aura that Siwoo exuded began to change by 180 degrees.
Crack . . . crack!!
Siwoo tore apart the shadows that had been binding his body like pieces of paper and swung his right fist in succession like lightning.
ㅡㅡ!!!!!
Kiplagat and Mad Horse flew dozens of meters and crashed to the ground.
Cerberus, who had belatedly judged the situation, released all of his power.
As expected of a man who had reached the realm of the transcendent, his mana and aura were overwhelming.
The darkness that had gathered on the ground twisted and formed a shape as large as a house and growled.
His alias, the gatekeeper of hell, Cerberus (Κέρβερος).
Hwarrrook!!!
Three flames condensed from the three-headed dog’s mouth and poured into one place.
Siwoo faced the flames that seemed like they would melt the ground and spread his palm towards Cerberus.
Zzzzeuk!!!
A cold blue energy overwhelmed all the incoming flames and froze Cerberus in an instant.
Shadow magic couldn’t normally be used to cast ice magic, but it was possible for Cerberus because he was in a state of manifestation.
“Haa.”
A white breath escaped from Siwoo’s mouth.
His cold gaze stopped at Cerberus, who was standing there with a dazed expression.
Tak.
Before he could even flinch, Siwoo’s figure disappeared.
Kwagaaang!!!
Immediately afterwards, a magical wave that fell vertically from the sky crushed Cerberus’ body.
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