Book: 2: 145

Book 2: Chapter 145

“I’m serious.”

Joanna’s eyes were bloodshot. Her hair was a mess and her skin looked dry and lifeless. It looked like she had been awake for more than two nights straight.

Shaking her head, she continued in a low voice.

“The Association President isn’t in Pilsky Tower right now. I thought you would know where he was, but...”

Lukas remained silent.

Neil Prand.

Lukas had intended to choose this man, the President of the Hunter Association and arguably the strongest human, as his final team member.

Of course, he knew that Neil’s twisted mindset was not something he could easily fix. However, he thought that he would be able to change it slightly with a bit of teaching, and he’d believed the qualifiers would have been the perfect opportunity to do so.

It was that thought that brought him to North America, but he found that Neil Prand had already disappeared from the Association Headquarters.

“Did he say anything before he disappeared?”

“If he did, we wouldn’t be so panicked right now. We checked the surveillance cameras in the room... Look at this. Up until the moment he disappeared, he had been laying on the bed.”

Joanna pointed at a monitor, upon which was the footage from Neil’s sickroom.

After being treated by Arid, there was no longer any risk of him losing his life, but he had still been unconscious. And he should’ve remained in that state. According to Arid, he would need about a week before his condition was completely stable.

But suddenly,

Neil’s upper body raised like a puppet being controlled by strings, and his head turned to look in a certain direction for no apparent reason.

—Or at least that’s how it appeared to anyone other than Lukas.

“He continued to stare blankly in that direction for a while before he got up, walked out of the view of the camera, and disappeared.”

“...”

“...of course, this isn’t the first time he has disappeared on his own. But I’m worried because he’s not in the best condition right now.”

‘I see.’

Lukas clicked his tongue as he looked at the footage replaying on the screen.

He had been a step too late. This was the thought he had as he stared at the sparks of electricity bouncing in the direction Neil was staring.

“Are you talking about the rumors that the Five Dukes appeared?”

“That’s right.”

The Sword Saint, Jong Ho, nodded as he returned his sword to its sheath.

“I thought those rumors were probably false, but...”

“But?”

“Not long ago, I felt a great disturbance in the sky.”

Jong Ho let out a laugh.

“Can you read the heavenly ki too?”

“Of course I can’t. What I felt was closer to intuition.”

“Ah... you’re talking about back then.”

Two terrifying presences had flown across the sky in the blink of an eye. They flew beyond the clouds so they couldn’t even catch a glimpse of what these beings looked like, but one of them reminded Lee Jong-hak of something.

The Duke he met in Africa.

And the other was a being that was even more powerful. So much so that they were on a completely different level.

At that time, even Lee Jong-hak had trouble breathing as he felt the terrifying presence fly past. A few of the weaker hunters even directly fainted, foam dripping from their mouths.

“They came from the direction of Busan.”

“Hmm...”

Jong Ho stroked his chin slightly.

Suddenly.

They felt an enormous presence appear in the sky above them.

Jong Ho looked up at the sky and sighed slightly.

“...that’s a frightening amount of pressure. However...”

“Yeah. That’s not a Demon.”

Nevertheless, neither of them relaxed or removed their hands from their swords.

However, when the owner of the immense pressure in the sky revealed themself, their expressions had no choice but to change.