Call it instinct or a Hunter’s sixth sense.

The fact that Ha Jun-tae still hadn’t gotten up.

The fact that his opponent hadn’t even flinched, despite being beaten to death for 20 seconds.

And the fact that he could see his opponent’s silhouette through the dissipating smoke.

“Are you done?”

Chilling.

Sung Chang-won got goosebumps from the voice that he had heard before he could see his opponent’s face.

This, this was absurd.

It wasn’t impossible, it was just absurd.

No matter what kind of artifact, magic item, or buff he had, there was no way he could have taken an A-Rank Hunter’s skill like that and still be alive and well.

However, Siwoo’s appearance, as he revealed himself, was without a single wound.

His clothes were torn and charred in places, and there was blood on them.

However, there wasn’t a single scratch on his skin, which was being washed by the rainwater.

“You. . . what the hell are you?”

“Why do you want to know?”

Siwoo smiled, twisting the corners of his mouth.

“Damn, what the hell do you want?!”

“I don’t want anything in particular.”

“What?”

“I just wanted to teach you junior some etiquette.”

“What the hell is thatㅡ”

Before Sung Chang-won could finish speaking.

Bam!

Siwoo’s fist slammed into his face.

With that one punch, Sung Chang-won lost consciousness.

🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷

𝚊𝘸𝙚𝘣𝐬ᴛ𝐨𝕣ɪė̇𝔰.ᴄȯ̇𝕞

BAM!

“Augh!”

Ha Jun-tae sprang up, writhing in excruciating pain.

His eyes darted around, and he saw Siwoo looking down at him.

“What the hell? Hwang Jeong-gu’s little shit—”

Siwoo’s foot connected with his side.

BAM!!

“Gah! Aghhh!”

Ha Jun-tae could feel it with his keen Hunter’s senses.

His ribs were breaking, one by one, with each kick.

Just from a few kicks, several bones were broken in the body of an A+ Hunter, a body incomparable to that of an ordinary person.

‘𝙄 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚!’

He clutched his side and crawled on the floor.

Even breathing was agony.

He couldn’t understand the situation, and he couldn’t understand the pain.

First, he had to get away. He had to survive!

“Little shit?”

Siwoo’s voice was as cold as ice.

BAM!

“Kyaaak!”

He crushed Ha Jun-tae’s ankle bone under his heel.

He curled up like a shrimp, clutching his ankle.

His whole body was trembling.

“Gahhhhh!”

“Shut up.”

“Gagh! Gagh! Gag!”

Ha Jun-tae tried desperately to cover his mouth, but Siwoo looked away.

There, Sung Chang-won was unconscious, blood trickling from his nose and mouth.

Siwoo put his hand on Sung Chang-won’s face.

Nine letters glowed gold within a circle, and the wounds healed instantly.

“Get up.”

Then, he punched Sung Chang-won hard in the face.

BAM!

There was a loud crack as his skull hit the cement floor.

“Gahhhhh!”

Sung Chang-won cradled his head with both hands and rolled around.

Who would have thought that they would wake up in so much pain, in the middle of the night, and not even from a hangover?

“Hey, you’re noisy.”

“Gahhhh! Gahhhh!”

Siwoo didn’t say a word.

He kicked Sung Chang-won’s writhing body, sending it flying.

BAM, the sound echoed as Sung Chang-won’s body slammed against the cement wall.

A tremendous shock ran through his back and waist like electricity.

“Gahhhhhh. . . .”

He couldn’t breathe.

From head to toe, he felt paralyzed with pain.

“I said you were noisy.”

Sung Chang-won muffled his screams with both palms, gagging.

He must have been barely holding back his tears and moans.

“Come here.”

Ha Jun-tae and Sung Chang-won limped over to Siwoo’s words.

They were both covering their mouths with their hands.

The place they were in was an abandoned building.

It was a place Siwoo had previously bought and often used for ‘such occasions’.

His gaze turned to the trembling pair.

His eyes held no pity, like a Siberian tiger looking at two rabbits.

‘Pre, did you eat well?’

【𝕀 𝕒𝕥𝕖! ℕ𝕠𝕥 𝕓𝕒𝕕!】

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[𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐖𝐚𝐯𝐞]

━Rank: A+

━Description: A series of small explosions occur on the target that has friction with the fist. Effects include burns, searing, pain, and bleeding. The size and time limit of the explosions vary depending on the caster’s ability.

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[𝐈𝐜𝐞 𝐁𝐨𝐦𝐛]

━Rank: A+

━Description: Creates a sphere of cold air that explodes. Effects include frostbite, pain, and reduced speed. The size and power of the bomb vary depending on the caster’s ability.

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“Hey.”

Ha Jun-tae and Sung Chang-won flinched.

“This is my ‘Rehab Center’.”

Siwoo said, pointing to the abandoned building.

“I gave it that name because when you come in here and go out, you become a different person.”

“. . . . . . .”

“. . . . . . .”

“It’s time for you to change too.”

“. . .Yes.”

“. . .I understand.”

They forced out their answers.

They just had to get through this moment somehow.

They could go outside, recover with potions, and then fight properly prepared.

Hwang Jeong-gu’s tricks were unknown.

But whether it was a buffer or an artifact, it must have its limits.

‘𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙗𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙙, 𝙬𝙞𝙣𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙩𝙧𝙞𝙘𝙠𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙝𝙞𝙜𝙝 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙢𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙮.’

‘𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙨 𝙝𝙪𝙢𝙞𝙡𝙞𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜. 𝙊𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙢𝙮 𝙥𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙧 𝙞𝙨 𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙚𝙙, 𝙄’𝙡𝙡 𝙨𝙢𝙖𝙨𝙝 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙞𝙣.’

Siwoo smiled knowingly as he watched them.

He could tell their answers were false with his mana waves.

“Then let’s begin.”

[𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐖𝐚𝐯𝐞: 𝟏𝟐𝟎𝐬𝐞𝐜]

Two circles rose from Siwoo’s arms.

The caster’s will and mana mixed together, creating a brilliant ritual that burst into a red flash.

Pshhhhhhhhhhh-

A huge amount of steam rose up.

“I basically like to give and take.”

“W-Why is my skill. . .??”

Sung Chang-won was so flustered he couldn’t speak properly.

Even at a glance, it looked more powerful than when he used it.

Siwoo swung his fist.

Pwaaaaaaaangㅡㅡ!!

A huge shockwave tore through the air.

Kwang!!!

A series of explosions rang out from the fist embedded in Sung Chang-won’s stomach.

The deafening roar shook the entire abandoned building as if it were tearing it apart.

Stop.

Siwoo, who was about to swing his fist again, clicked his tongue.

Sung Chang-won spat out blood and collapsed.

His charred entrails were visible through the hole in his stomach.

“Damn, is this body a sponge?”

Siwoo kicked Sung Chang-won’s head.

Then he turned his head and looked at Ha Jun-tae.

“P-p-p-please spare me. . . .”

He trembled like a dog.

It was not very impressive for an A+ Hunter who was the 3rd Squad Leader of the [𝐆𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐑𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐆𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐝].

“I’ll spare you. Don’t worry.”

Siwoo smiled broadly and swung his fist.

Kwagagagagagang!!

The sound of the explosion shook the building.