“Huff, huff, huff!”
Drip, drip!
After some time passed, Han-Yeol’s entire body was covered in blood. Even as a Transcendent Master, his ragged breath tasted like blood, and he was on the verge of exhaustion.
The fight against Andras the Demon King was truly a do-or-die situation. Han-Yeol had faced many difficult opponents in his life, but the fight with Andras was on another level. Against Andras, it was all about blocking as many of his attacks as possible and making one meaningless counterattack out of every hundred blocks.
If there was no time limit, Han-Yeol would have surely died.
[Hahahahaha!]
Whether he knew about Han-Yeol’s feelings or not, Andras laughed aloud, relieved to be able to fight with all his might for the first time in a while. Though, he couldn't fully enjoy it since his powers had been sealed.
Crack!
With a stretch of his neck, he let out the little bit of frustration that remained.
[It’s been a while since I’ve used my full strength in a fight. You are truly the strongest person in the human world. Hahaha!]
‘Damn it, I almost died!’
His time was finally up and Han-Yeol barely managed to contain the urge to curse at him, just in case he wanted to fight again.
[Human.]
Han-Yeol was cursing Andras in his mind when he was caught off guard by the sudden mention.
“A-Ah, y-yes!”
[Why are you so surprised? It’s as if you had been caught cursing at me in your head. Hahaha!]
“A-Ahaha... Right.”
‘He’s necessarily sharp, damn it.’
Andras had said so as a joke, but Han-Yeol actually cursed at him, so he couldn’t help but feel attacked.
[Here, take it.]
Tap!
“Thank you.”
[Hehehe. No need to thank me. I’ve been going insane because I wanted to fight so badly, so as long as I can do that, this is nothing.]
Andras gently tossed the Black Stone to Han-Yeol as promised. Andras would not hesitate to use manipulative and deceitful ways to trick humans. However, the demon race was an honorable race that never broke any promises.
[I’ll take my leave now.]
“G-Great work.”
[Khaha, let’s have more fun next time, human.]
“A-Ahaha.”
‘Screw you, I’m never doing this again!’
Although he was smiling on the outside, Han-Yeol really didn’t want to face Andras ever again.
‘I need to get to level one thousand before I can take on Andras.’
He had never felt so frustrated in combat since he had become a Hunter.
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Thankfully, Andras retreated to the demon world like he said he would.
Han-Yeol, covered in blood, waited for more than ten minutes after Andras disappeared. After confirming that his aura had disappeared completely, Han-Yeol finally let out a sigh of relief and lay down on the ground.
“Phew, I survived!”
Thud.
The sandy, rocky ground wasn’t exactly clean to sit on, but it didn’t matter since Han-Yeol was dirtier right now.
The first person to approach Han-Yeol was Stewart, who best understood his feelings.
“Good work.”
“Ha, I feel like dying, Stewart.”
“I understand. When a Demon King who is worshiped by us lords reaches peak boredom, all the lords have to join forces to relieve him.”
“Ugh!”
Just like he said, Han-Yeol slept really well.
In terms of how well he slept, his original plan was to rest for two days, and after that, he was going to destroy Emperor Qin’s army. However, he slept so soundly until the third night that his plan was extended to four days.
“Huh! I slept for three days?”
To Han-Yeol’s disbelief, Stewart simply replied in a cool tone. “That’s right.”
“Oh my god!”
‘Three days!’
The stronger his abilities became, the faster he recovered, so now he just got three hours of sleep every other night and still felt refreshed. But this time, he didn’t just sleep for three or thirty hours, but for three whole days. So, it only made sense that Han-Yeol was shocked.
But Stewart couldn't really understand what all the fuss was about.
“Hasn’t it been your wish to get a good night’s sleep for a while now? You slept for three days. Isn’t this something to celebrate, not something to make a big deal out of?”
“I know, but why did it have to be this time!”
‘I have to take the Gray Stone from Emperor Qin as soon as possible!’
This treasure that could kill the Dragon of Destruction couldn’t fall into the hands of the hyenas.
During his days as Harkan, Han-Yeol had fought the dragon once. Thus, he knew firsthand how strong it was, and the power of the gem could become the best or worst weapon depending on how someone used it.
‘Those who serve the Dragon of Destruction can destroy or seal the treasure, but depending on how they use it, this power to kill the dragon can also be used to protect it. If this unlimited power falls into their hands, I might not be able to handle them even if I level up and increase my skills.’
Han-Yeol was determined to prevent such a terrible thing from happening.
[I guess we’ll have to collect the gems on Earth as soon as possible.]
‘That’s right.’
There was no time to waste sleeping like this.
Despite the fact that he was not a night owl, Han-Yeol ordered everyone to prepare for battle. As a result, the Black Orc army bustled again.
The battle with the Demon King’s army caused the Black Orc army to lose a whopping thirty percent of their power. They went from a hundred thousand members to seventy thousand.
“Ha! Time for war again!”
“Kwaaa!”
“We’re still hungry. Ha!”
Despite their heavy losses, the Black Orc army cheered at the sound of war. The deaths of their comrades were unfortunate, but to them, dying in battle was an infinite honor, not something to mourn.
Many members of the Black Orc army had died, but the effects of the predation skill had made the survivors significantly stronger, compensating for their loss. It was natural for orcs to lose their lives in order to become stronger.
They cheered once at Han-Yeol’s declaration of war and quickly started to prepare.
“Master, you’re actually starting at night? You never do that.”
Han-Yeol responded to Tia with a very annoyed look.
“Yeah, I still don’t like going out at night even as a Hunter, but this isn’t something I can push back just because I’m lazy. So, I’ll have to start even though I don’t want to.”
Even when the feudal lord’s army was attacking Southeast Asian countries and countless people were dying, Han-Yeol never moved at night. The time of day didn’t matter during battle, but he never started anything at night.
“Haha, well, aren’t you one diligent master.”
“Eh, it’s still a bit much to call me diligent.”
Even Han-Yeol had at least some conscience.
“Then, let’s say that you’re diligent just for today.”
Snap!
At Tia’s somewhat accurate remark, Han-Yeol snapped his fingers and pointed at her with a bright expression.
“That sounds good.”
“Hahaha.”
“Ha.”
Stewart had to deal with another headache.
[...]
Noras watched all of this unfold, unable to understand the language being spoken. Instead, he focused on meditating, preparing himself for the battle to come.