Chapter 76: Snake Hunting (2)

Chapter 76: Snake Hunting (2)

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Ouroboros, often called the most feared terror group in the Frosimar Chronicles.

Their belief was that the end and the beginning of the world were connected. To create a new world, they thought, the current one must be destroyed. They seemed more like a religion than a crime group.

Their influence spread all over the empire, with many branches even in the capital, Hubris.

One of their secret branches was in the business district of Hubris.

"It's too quiet."

In a big room at the top of a building, a man with green hair tied back in a bun spoke. He was looking out over the city.

This man's name was Clint Debowel.

He was the boss of this branch.

"I don't like it."

Clint didn't like the peaceful night view of the city.

He wished for the city to be in chaos, on fire, and full of screams.

"But it won't be long now."

Muttering to himself, Clint looked at a pure white dagger in a glass box next to him.

It was as powerful as legendary artifacts, a second piece needed to use the real power of the Frost Queen.

The reason this piece was here was simple.

Each Ouroboros branch in the capital took care of its own acts of terror, or disasters. The disaster that Clint's branch dealt with was connected to the Frost Queen.

'Once I get the Frost Queen's breath tonight...'

He'd be closer to seeing the city as he wanted it.

In his eyes, there was no way he wouldn't get the ring.

After all, it was a mission led by Sharin May, one of the top leaders in Ouroboros.

On top of that, the special team sent to steal the breath was one of the strongest in the branch.

There was no way they could fail.

Thinking about the coming frozen city and the world on the brink of ruin, Clint felt a thrill of excitement.

"Boss!"

One of his underlings rushed into the room, looking worried.

"What is it?"

"We've got an intruder."

"An intruder? How many?"

Clint asked his underling, looking serious.

After all, this was a secret branch that no one had found out about before.

If they knew about this place, they must have a lot of information and power.

But his expression changed when he heard what his underling said next.

"There's... just one."

"...Is he crazy?"

For a moment, Clint looked at his underling as if he couldn't believe it, then spoke in a cold voice.

"What are you waiting for? Take him down."

He didn't know how the intruder had discovered their location, but surely one person alone could do nothing.

Yet, his perception quickly shifted.

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"Huff, puff!"

Jeff, the leader of the special Ouroboros team, gasped for breath as he looked at the massive building in front of him.

"I... I made it."

A glimmer of hope lit his eyes.

Was it because he had run non-stop, heart pounding?

Jeff had reached his destination without being caught.

"I need to... report this quickly."

Even though he felt like he might faint from exhaustion at any moment, he didn't stop.

He had to report the defeat of his team and the incredible power of the one who defeated them as soon as he could.

However, his goal was futile from the beginning.

"Thank you."

With the quiet voice from behind him,

Stab!

A single pale hand pierced his chest.

"Guh, gah!"

His eyes filled with shock and pain, Jeff slowly turned around. A man was smiling at him.

"Thanks to you, I found it."

A being that defied logic - the one who had killed all of his team with ease a while back and who could use magic inside a mana-blocking barrier.

It was Zion.

"Damn you..."

Only then did Jeff understand that everything had been a trap set by Zion from the start, but it was too late.

With his last breath, Jeff's life left him completely.

Zion, carelessly discarding Jeff's body, looked at the five-story stone building in front of him.

-We are engaged with the intruder... Can't hold on any longer... Aaaargh!

"What on earth..."

Director Clint mumbled, taken aback by the terrifyingly rapid disappearance of signals from the combat units.

What was happening?

The layout of this secret branch, where he resided, differed from conventional buildings.

There were no central corridors or passages, only interconnected rooms, and to ascend to the next floor, one had to traverse through all rooms.

And yet.

"...Is this speed even possible?"

Yes, with a significant stretch of imagination, he could fathom someone breaking through the rooms alone.

But he couldn't understand this speed.

Ten seconds.

The intervals at which the signals from the combat units safeguarding each room vanished.

A speed only achievable if there was an extreme difference in ability, like an adult versus a child.

As Clint murmured, signals kept disconnecting.

Along with it, the sound of explosions neared.

A word surfaced in Clint's mind as he heard the resounding echoes.

Predator.

An entity destined to hunt all other beings.

Clint acknowledged the existence of such predators.

No, he had actually encountered one such individual.

Although he hadn't directly witnessed it yet, he strongly sensed that the intruder causing this havoc was an entity born with the fate of a predator.

The instant they crossed paths, Clint was certain he wouldn't stand a chance and would be torn asunder.

'It's too late to flee.'

There was no hope that Sharin May would arrive here in time.

"Director!"

As the booming sounds drew closer, the other organization members gazed at Clint anxiously, seeking instructions.

'In that case...'

With this thought, his eyes sparkled.

Crash!

He shattered the glass box next to him.

And Clint gripped the pristine white dagger within.

With that, immense cold energy erupted from the dagger, rapidly plunging the room's temperature below freezing.

The water glass solidified instantaneously, and frost began to form all around.

"Director, that's!"

The organization members stared at Clint in surprise, but he remained silent, his gaze fixed on the door.

'There's no other choice.'

Using the dagger's power might derail his plans, but it was far preferable to everyone perishing and their relics being pilfered.

A chilling, luminescent white light began to coalesce around the dagger Clint clenched.

Unable to resist the dagger's formidable power, the surrounding air began to freeze.

'One shot. The moment they enter, I'll unleash everything into this one strike.'

Even if the intruder bore the fate of a predator, they wouldn't be fully on guard until the door swung open.

If he timed it perfectly and released a blow equivalent to a high-level Grade 7 frost magic, there was a chance.

No, if he landed the hit, it was even plausible to claim their life in return.

The booming noise was now directly outside.

'Please...!'

Despite his ragged breathing, Clint's concentration was at its pinnacle. As he tightly gripped the dagger.

Finally, the sturdy wooden door was blasted to smithereens.

And from behind it, a shadowy figure emerged.

At that moment.

From Clint's dagger, a concentrated blast of cold energy was unleashed, metamorphosing into a massive ice dragon in an instant, lunging towards the intruder, Zion.

Frost Dragon's Fang.

The most potent attack Clint could muster with his dagger 'Frost Fang'.

As anticipated, the ice dragon froze everything it grazed, and within seconds, it stood directly before Zion.

Ultimately, the ice dragon opened its gargantuan maw to consume Zion.

'Hit...!'

At that moment, a sense of exhilaration filled Clint's eyes.

At that moment.

Everyone in the room, including him, witnessed it.

Slowly yet swiftly.

The medium-length sword swung by Zion.

From that sword, a line carved into reality.

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