𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟑𝟒𝟓: 𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐖𝐚𝐫 1
“Whew─”
White smoke scattered through the cold air.
Ryu Ji-hwan stared into the distance with sharp eyes as he smoked a cigarette.
Demons incessantly swarming towards him.
He exhaled another puff of smoke, reminiscent of the ruined world.
Complexity enveloped his body like a cold winter wind.
IZIZ was insufficient to combat the Archdevil or Fallen Angels simultaneously.
They possessed abilities far surpassing ‘Misteltein,’ and their aura alone was enough to instill despair.
Had Jin Do-wa not created a path at the time, most IZIZ members would have perished.
Perhaps even all of them.
“Ugh, the world is suffocating. When will this damn war end?”
He rubbed his haggard face, contemplating the desperate situation once more.
After Min Siwoo’s disappearance, the war situation had deteriorated, eventually collapsing to an irrecoverable state.
IZIZ had been steadily hunting down demons, devils, and Nephilim after recovering their strength, but it was merely a drop in the bucket.
Unless the fundamental problem was addressed, killing a hundred or a thousand of the demon dregs would not solve anything.
“Damn, those wretched monster bastards.”
And the solution to that fundamental problem was the annihilation of each race’s leadership.
Mephistopheles, Bablehner, and Slime (Antichrist).
TL: It really says Antichrist lol.
These three masterminds had plunged the world into chaos from which there was no escape.
How many people had died?
Hundreds of millions? Billions?
No one knew.
Because there was no time or energy to count them.
The heads of each country, those incompetent people, gathered for meaningless meetings, failing to reach a consensus and merely wasting time.
“Of course, they’re either embezzling money or colluding with the demon race.”
Ryu Ji-hwan criticized the current situation as if to himself.
There was no hope.
Although ‘Misteltein’ and the high-rankers were putting up a fight, it was merely a defensive measure.
They had to take down at least one of the three pillars first.
Otherwise, all would perish or become slaves.
But who could do that?
“That bastard Min Siwoo . . . Will he return?”
Ryu Ji-hwan bit down hard on his cigarette filter.
It wasn’t that he felt camaraderie with Min Siwoo or considered him humanity’s last hope.
However, he did think he was necessary.
At this juncture, there was no one else who could be a game-changer except Min Siwoo.
Perhaps not even all of ‘Misteltein’ combined.
“Boss, a fearsome aura is approaching from the canyon!”
At that moment, Yeo Jin-sik approached him with a grave expression.
“There should be a trap set by Jin Do-wa in the canyon, right?”
“Yes, but . . . .”
“Oh, I don’t know what kind of guy it is, but he’s broken all my barriers.”
Jin Do-wa, who had suddenly appeared, interjected from the side.
“Who destroyed the barriers set by an SS-rank?”
“Well, the barriers I set up aren’t that far away, so they’re not very powerful.”
“That’s true. How strong does it seem?”
“I’m not sure, but . . . stronger than me.”
Ryu Ji-hwan frowned at Jin Do-wa’s answer.
Jin Do-wa was currently the strongest among their group.
He wasn’t a combat-type Hunter, but he possessed abilities that allowed him to fight on par with Choi Dae-soo.
If such a man affirmed that his opponent was stronger than him, it was likely true and then some.
Ryu Ji-hwan ground his cigarette into the dirt.
“Wake up all the members. And let’s wait inside for now. We might be lucky enough for it to pass us by.”
IZIZ was currently using a cave halfway up a mountain as their hideout.
Jin Do-wa usually spread a barrier to prevent enemies from approaching, making it a relatively safe place.
Sometimes, enemies like Nephilim would break through the boundary, but this was the first time Jin Do-wa had said that an opponent was this strong.
“Should we send Albino and Bicataur to the front first?”
“Yes. I can’t say for sure since it was just a fleeting sense I got, but they’ll be defeated quickly if we send them.”
“Then we should wait inside the cave─”
“Oh, damn it! It’s right in front of us!”
Jin Do-wa, who had been talking, suddenly put on an urgent expression and took out a prayer bead from his arms.
The magic power gathered in his dantian erupted from the prayer bead and was forcefully released forward.
Zhe────ng!!!
“. . . What the hell is that?”
Jin Do-wa’s scorching attack was completely devoured by the opponent’s momentum, scattering like embers.
Jin Do-wa was too stunned to even flee.
Even if the opponent was stronger than him, it was the first time he had encountered such a clear difference in strength.
Fleeing would be meaningless.
As he was thinking this, the opponent emerged from the white smoke.
A knight clad in jet-black armor.
The fearsome aura emanating from the armor was immense, but the problem was the sword he was holding.
A terrifying magic power flowed ominously, as if it could cleave the world in half.
It was like a giant dragon, alive and breathing, glaring with bared teeth.
“Damn . . . What is that? A Fallen Angel?”
Ryu Ji-hwan’s eyes widened in shock.
He had intended to join forces with the IZIZ members to attack, but the enemy before him far surpassed his imagination.
Three against one? No, even one against one might be impossible.
At that moment, the other IZIZ members who had been inside the cave came out and stood beside them.
“Boss . . . Are we going to fight?”
Kaleo asked, his forehead beaded with sweat.
“. . . . . . .”
Ryu Ji-hwan couldn’t answer.
The thought of the enemy learning of their plan to flee crossed his mind.
Could they really all survive?
At that moment, the approaching black knight stopped in his tracks.
A cold tension, like a taut piano string, gripped them.
“Hey, it’s a familiar face.”
A familiar yet unfriendly voice echoed.
Siwoo removed his black armor and sword and looked at them.
🔸🔸🔸🔸🔸🔸
“You could have just come quietly, but you had to break the barrier and cause a fuss.”
“Should I have knocked before entering? You’re talking nonsense.”
Ryu Ji-hwan, who had calmed his surprise, retorted to Siwoo, who in turn responded with harsh words.
“Hahaha. Boss, why don’t you just say you’re glad to see him? You’re lucky it’s my dear. If it had been a Fallen Angel, we would all be dead.”
“Shut up, Crow! Glad to see you, my ass! And why do you keep calling that bastard ‘dear’?”
“Well . . . because I like him?”
Crow sat down next to Siwoo with a smirk.
“Wow. Are Hunter Min Siwoo and Crow really lovers? Should I give you some space for your honeymoon?”
“Jin Do-wa, be quiet.”
“Oh, why is Boss Ryu getting angry?”
Jin Do-wa grumbled as he took a sip from his ceramic liquor bottle, and Ryu Ji-hwan glared at him with displeasure before turning to Siwoo again.
“By the way, how did you find this place? Jin Do-wa’s barrier should have prevented our aura from leaking out.”
“I wasn’t actually looking for you guys. I had finished my basic preparations . . . I just happened to stumble upon it while looking for that bastard’s corpse.”
“Ah . . . that bastard.”
Ryu Ji-hwan nodded.
“He’s not dead yet, do you want to see him?”
“Yes.”
He led them deep into the cave.
Crudely driven iron stakes and a person connected to them came into view.
“Merlin.”
Siwoo muttered in a cold voice.
Merlin was alive, but his condition was far from intact.
“He’s been put under an illusion.”
Siwoo speculated, looking at Jin Do-wa.
“You noticed right away.”
“I could sense your magic power.”
The scribbles on Merlin’s body were all Jin Do-wa’s own ritual symbols, drawn with a brush.
“Those with broken minds cannot recover.”
Merlin, who had once been filled with venom, now stared blankly into the void, drooling.
Siwoo glared at Merlin.
“You’ve managed to keep him alive.”
“Well, I made a promise to you. And Jin Do-wa said it wasn’t a comfortable illusion.”
“What kind of illusion is it?”
“A kind of hell. They say that even an ordinary person would turn white-haired within a week.”
He had heard of it before.
Excellent illusionists could trap their enemies in a ‘mental prison,’ never releasing them until they died.
Upon closer inspection, Merlin’s muscles were twitching subtly, and his expression was twisted as if he had seen something terrifying.
“I’ll be satisfied with this for now.”
Siwoo raised one corner of his mouth and looked at Jin-Do-wa and Ryu Ji-hwan.
If he was alive and suffering, that was enough.
🔸🔸🔸🔸🔸🔸
An eerie evening.
The occasional cry of a night beast echoed across the plains.
As if shadows were rippling, a section of darkness stirred, stirring the heavy air.
At first, it seemed like only a small piece was moving, but soon, the entire darkness began to ripple like a giant wave.
Thousands of shadows emerged, cutting through the wind like spilled black ink on a white cloth.
Quiet and swift, like a malicious rumor spreading.
An army composed of demons, devils, and Nephilim of the Fallen Angels.
They were a single greed and multiple horrors.
They were filled with murderous intent, like the dead rushing forth, their fangs bared.
Their target was the shelter hidden beyond the plains.
A sanctuary for humans hiding from the war.
They intended to hunt down and devour the humans until dawn, like predators toying with their prey.
They wanted to indulge in violence and death, drunk on screams throughout the night.
A smile crept across their faces.
──────────Kuku-kukuku!!!!
At that moment, a blinding flash erupted from the center of the shadows.
Magic power surged from all sides, and magnificent rituals intersected the darkness in succession.
“Kyaaaaaaaaaaagh!”
“An ambush!! An ambush!”
━Kyakyakyakyakyakyak
The demons and Nephilim howled into the void.
The humans’ attack was nothing new, but this surprise attack was different from anything they had experienced before.
Its momentum and scale were on a whole other level.
“Do you think I─will allow you to set foot on this land?”
At that moment, a lofty voice echoed from high in the sky.
The demons’ gazes naturally turned upward.
A human floated in the void, looking down upon them.
“This evening─it seems there will be a crimson rain.”
Shamal, the world’s number one Hunter who had never willingly boarded ‘Misteltein,’ had a gleam in his eye.
His second finger twitched downward.
At that moment, black dots that had been hidden by the clouds fell towards the ground.
Hundreds of missiles and bombs.
Kuku───────kakakakakakakaka!!!
A deafening explosion shook the earth, and a thick mushroom cloud rose high into the sky.
Thousands of troops were vaporized in the unbelievable attack.
It was a clear victory by all accounts, but Shamal did not descend to the ground.
He gazed at the swirling dust and smoke, then slowly opened his mouth.
“Why don’t you─come out and show yourself?”
A faint wind blew as if in response.
And the black fog writhed and gathered in one place, and a majestic voice flowed out.
『You are like moths that rush into a flame』
Archdevil Mephistopheles glared at Shamal with crimson eyes.
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