๐๐ก๐๐ฉ๐ญ๐๐ซ ๐๐: ๐๐๐ฐ๐ง ๐จ๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐ง๐๐๐๐
The ghoul is a being close to death, and it is difficult to occur naturally.
They are born in a grave and die in the sun.
A blazing fire that disrupts the harmony of yin and yang and distorts the cause and effect of life.
If there are many corpses near a place with strong magic, you never know.
Such a quantity could never have occurred ‘by chance’.
That means there is a being somewhere in this forest that has imposed artificial conditions.
“Are you here, master?”
Red Ear, dressed in a black robe, was hiding his presence as if he were darkness itself.
“Good work. Do you have any mana left?”
“Yes. I’ve been adjusting it enough, so it should be fine.”
“Really? If it’s too much, you can always withdraw. It’s okay.”
“I understand, master.”
“Where is the direction? I feel like I can feel magic from this way.”
“That’s right.”
Siwoo stared into the darkness in the indicated direction.
He spread his magic power forward to assess the situation.
“Is that where the ghouls are coming out?”
The feeling of sticky, slimy despair flowing out of the shadows like black tar.
Dirty, disgusting, and fierce.
“What should we do?”
“What can we do?”
Siwoo drew magic power from his dantian.
A fierce wave of blue magic power running violently through his body.
‘๐’๐ก๐ก ๐๐๐ฃ๐๐จ๐ ๐๐ฉ ๐๐จ ๐จ๐ค๐ค๐ฃ ๐๐จ ๐ฅ๐ค๐จ๐จ๐๐๐ก๐.’
The more time is delayed, the more magic power will be consumed.
It would be more efficient to eliminate the root cause than to kill all the ghouls.
“Red Ear, support me. I’ll take the lead.”
“I will follow your orders.”
Siwoo’s body ran through the forest like a well-aimed arrow.
As he emerged from the dark bushes, several flickering lamps lit up the darkness in the distance.
Thudโ
He jumped out of the darkness in one breath, and several figures caught his eye.
“What the hell. . . !”
Even before he landed, Siwoo quickly swung his sword and cut two necks.
Blood splattered at his feet.
He expected a counterattack right away, but strangely there was no movement from the enemy camp.
Siwoo glanced at the remaining people.
Two in black robes and three in hunter uniforms.
They didn’t seem to care that two of their colleagues were dead.
They just sat around the campfire, looking calm.
The man who exuded the most dangerous aura opened his mouth.
“Hehehe. Who the hell is this son of a b*tch?”
A hoarse voice like metal scratching from inside the robe.
He was sitting with his back turned, but Siwoo could feel the sticky aura coming from him.
“Well, I don’t know. Judging by the fact that he just killed our men, he must be one of the hunters who attended this meeting.”
Gunner, a sharp-featured white man, replied, stroking his beard.
“Kekek. We are lending you our power. You son of a b*tch. . . . . . .”
“Really, Ivan. We’ll take care of it.”
Ivan grumbled and poked the campfire.
Feeling his ominous presence, Gunner flicked his fingers at the other two hunter-dressed men.
“Robert, Johan, take care of it.”
“Yes, sir.”
“It’s good to be able to find a place this deep. I don’t think it was sent from [๐๐ญ๐๐ก๐ฅ ๐๐ฎ๐ข๐ฅ๐].”
Robert and John, who had received the order, approached Siwoo.
They didnโt hide their murderous intent.
As if they were used to fighting people, they slowly pressured Siwoo while emitting their mana.
The psychology of a monster and that of a human are vastly different.
No matter how many battles a Hunter has fought against monsters, fighting against other Hunters is not common.
โHe reeks of being a newbie.โ
If it were them, they wouldnโt have cut down the two at their first appearance, but they would have created chaos with their skills.
Afterwards, they would have ended up cutting down everyone while blending in with those who were in turmoil.
However, Siwoo only stood still after he had cut the first neck.
It meant that he wasnโt used to fighting other Hunters and that he had never experienced a many-to-one battle before.
Robert’s mouth watered.
He enjoyed killing people.
The reason he follows Gunner is because he can kill more people.
“Can I kill this guy? Johan, you can give up this time. I want to tear him to pieces.”
“You’re crazy. You’re sick again.”
Johan took a step back at Robert’s words.
He didn’t have to hesitate, knowing his colleague’s temperament well.
The only annoying thing is that it’s a hassle to clean up the torn body.
Robert filled his eyes, sparkling with madness, with Siwoo’s figure.
“You will be the cornerstone for the resurrection of Allmacht today. You must have come all the way here to die, but know that it is an honor.”
Robert laughed wickedly and flew into the air.
However, Siwoo did not make any defenses,
He just looked at it and opened his mouth.
In a very annoying way.
“Get lost.”
A flash of light flashed from behind a tree,
Whoosh-!
It pierced Robert’s heart.
“Ughhhhhhhhhhhhh. . . .”
“Robertt!!”
Johan was shocked.
Soon after, Siwoo’s arm moved,
Bang-!
The bastard sword was stuck in Johan’s face.
“What. . .he hell?”
Johan muttered a few strange words and collapsed, coughing up blood.
In an instant, two hunters died on the spot.
Blood gushing out wet the feet of others.
“What the hell is going on!!”
Gunner got up from his seat in surprise at the unexpected situation.
It felt like a cruel joke, not to mention absurd.
“We endured that shitty time to rebuild Allmacht. . . How dare you, an unknown oriental monkey!!”
At Gunner’s feet, where he was expressing his anger,
Hundreds of shapes formed a magical circle in a purple pattern.
[๐๐จ๐ข๐ฌ๐จ๐ง: ๐๐ฐรถ๐ฅ๐ ๐๐ฉ๐๐๐ซ๐]
Gunner’s skill, which manifests in the air with his will.
Twelve long spears filled with venom glowed purple, and a terrifying energy rushed toward Siwoo.
Kwakwakwakwakakang!!
A sharp energy that seemed to tear apart even a huge monster, let alone a person, completely erased the place where Siwoo had been.
But the joy was short-lived.
Gunner frowned, feeling a strange aura.
“Damn it!! How did you, an oriental bastard, block my skill!!”
A thick ice wall surrounding Siwoo blocked all those attacks and stood firm.
“Is that all it is?”
“Son of a b*tch. . . Shut the hell up! That’s a skill I devised to kill that damn b*tch. . . How dare. . . How dare you!!!”