Hunter Academy’s Greatest War God

Chapter 373:

Six Altars Hidden in 12 Islands.

When Lee Hyuk first heard of this operation, he had asked Shin Ha-yoon.

Will Shin Yoo-seong’s party really go to find an altar spread throughout the secret world? What would happen if the entire party left the altar and came up to the sky island?

[No, don’t worry.]

However, Shin Ha-yoon smiled leisurely at Lee Hyuk’s question. He replied casually, leaving his signature on the subjugation work involving billions of people.

[There is no such thing. Yooseong is going to save that kid.]

Just for a moment.

Lee Hyuk thought for a moment that was really short. Could it be that the reason for Shin Ha-yoon’s assertion was that of his family? Did he understand Shin Yoo-seong’s feelings because he watched his childhood?

But that was only half speculation.

[People praise him as a rookie, but I can see his essence.]

The story that came out of Shin Ha-yoon’s mouth was not the kind of warm sentiment Lee Hyuk expected.

[Abandoned…a little child who is overcome with a sense of defeat and longs for the attention and love of others…]

Lee Hyuk knew. That this is Shin Ha-yoon’s method.

[Do you have the courage to let go of the candy you’ve gotten so far and the hand you’ve been holding?] He

easily finds others’ weaknesses and sore spots and doesn’t hesitate to sprinkle salt on those wounds for that purpose.

[On the other hand, I’m different… I threw them all away.]

This wasn’t a matter of strength, but a difference in mindset before entering the war.

that buck that buck that buck

At the sound of footsteps walking towards him, Lee Hyuk raised his sword.

“I didn’t know you guys would help Shin Yoo-seong’s party.”

black uniform. neat hair. A hunter with a sword on his waist like himself with an expressionless expression that doesn’t look like a drop of blood will come out even if stabbed.

Sreung-

The Hunter drew his sword with a cold metal sound and focused his gaze on the windy field, not on Lee Hyuk.

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Spring has not come yet. The winter wind was too cold, and the leaves dried by the cold were dead.

“Right.”

Now, the dry winter waiting for spring. However, relationships are not seasonal. Isshin knew that spring would not come if he waited silently.

“…This sort of remoteness is definitely not for me.”

Even if you don’t do anything, you believe that things will get better with time because it’s comfortable. If you really want something, if you really want that person to be happy, you have to act.

“But you’re out of luck.”

Even if that person chose not to be by his side, Isshin chose to raise his sword.

It’s funny. Although he was doing something that he laughed at as childish, Isshin was convinced that this was the right answer.

“I was just trying to be that person.”

It was a very belated realization.

He thought that the reason why Sumire’s gaze remained on the violets was because of sympathy, and the sense of loss she felt when Sumire left was anger stemming from resentment.

However, the emotions he felt were not sympathy, pity, resentment, or anger. It took me a long time to find that simple answer.

Isshin needed a lot of introspection before taking up the sword for Sumire in this position.

okay. One thing is important. The fact that he raised a sword for someone.

“…I want you to know what you are doing. Ha-yun never forgets the person who got her into trouble.”

To Isshin, who finally found the answer, Lee Hyuk’s threat was ridiculous. What are you afraid of right now?

Are you afraid of failure, regret, or death?

“Not raising a sword at you, not sharpening teeth… Are you saying that is the correct answer?”

Isshin laughed.

Lee Hyuk is the vice president of Gaon. I had no intention of belittling it. Anyone can see that he was a Hunter with outstanding skills.

Even so, Isshin laughed at Lee Hyuk.

“I envy you. How could you come forward with such a half-hearted mind?”

He is now trying to correct the regret that is more fearful than death.

He regretted the day he met the girl squatting in front of the flower bed on a rainy day and looking at violets, and regretted doubting his qualities, saying that with a weak heart, he could not become a strong hunter.

Why couldn’t it be you who gave me warm words even though I found it much earlier? Why couldn’t it be you who believed in that potential?

Unfortunately, it was not him who made Sumire smile again, who believed in Sumire’s potential, and who was chosen by Sumire.

Sumire’s choice is Shin Yoo-seong.

Maybe it won’t change for the rest of my life. That’s why I took up my sword. This is not a lighthearted desire to help someone. It is a noble ritual to let go of regrets.

“…I always prepared for death when I took up the sword.”

Red demonic energy rose from Isshin’s sword. The agony of the heart was swept away by the waves of mana. The rough waves sweep away all that is disturbed and move on. It erases the anguish and returns the mind cleanly to nothingness.

Isshin chanted like this while entrusting himself to the waves.

“…You are a blood-crazed ghost.”

From the beginning, he had no intention of going into battle with the blood he had cut off a pitiful monster. If you pledged to go to war, you must risk your life. You must fight with the thought of shedding your own blood, not the blood of others.

“Drink my blood.”

okay. let’s pour Let’s pour out everything we have inside. If you can’t win with your skills, you just have to be determined.

“Eat me.”

You can sacrifice your blood and sacrifice your flesh. So pour out everything.

“Light up a white flame.”

Isshin felt something flowing through his sword. It wasn’t about swordsmanship or mana. What dwells in the sword now is the determination that melted away all of Isshin’s passions.

“…Walk through the night that will never end.”

Isshin slowly opened his eyes. The light seeping through the cracks in her thin eyelids was like moonlight on a dark night.

“Hundred Ghost Night Trips.”

Like Isshin’s promise, a white flame rose. However, contrary to his noble heart, Isshin was not given a hand by a winged angel, but by a vicious demon.

“Kuh…”

Immediately after feeling the terrible grip of something inside his body, Isshin spat out blood with a smile. Blood flowed little by little even from his open eyes, but Isshin’s sword glowed even more intensely.

“You are so mad.”

Despite Lee Hyuk’s tone of contempt, as if he were fed up with it, Isshin remained calm.

“I told you. They say they have different resolutions.”

bang-!

Isshin’s body exploded like a bullet. The demons who took the pure blood of their master willingly lent the forbidden power.

However, Lee Hyuk was also by far the strongest in close combat among all of Gaon’s sophomores, and he was also a student who became vice president after being chosen by Shin Ha-yoon.

“Hold on. Dool.”

Lee Hyuk prayed for the name of one of the evildoers who terrorized all of China on his sword.

Hundreds of hideous demons nested in Isshin’s sword and tried to take his blood, but the gigantic wild boar’s form stood firm.

“Strong. Even though I blocked it properly, my hands are shaking… It’s the first time I’ve been driven to this extent even after using my characteristics.”

However, Lee Hyuk absorbed numerous artifacts under Shin Ha-yoon. His potential was no less than that of a 6th grader, and his experience was not lacking either.

The same goes for Lee Hyuk, who surpassed the level of a student a long time ago.

“But… that’s about it. It’s not something you can win just because you’re desperate.”

Quaang!

The blunt power of Dool cut through Isshin’s sword. The power transmitted through the sword was like a monster weighing dozens of tons, not a human being.

“…Keugh!”

Isshin was helplessly pushed away by the terrible vibration created by the power wave. The altar was within sight. If Lee Hyuk was defeated, Isshin could hand over the glass heart to Sumire.

Then, for the first time, thanks to you, you could have seen Sumire happy. However, Lee Hyuk was too strong an opponent.

“Tear it apart. Anguish.”

Borrowing Lee Hyuk’s sword, the monster with white wings and black fur swung his forepaw. The sharp claws became three sword strikes and attacked Isshin.

fault!

Stepping back, Isshin felt the monster’s claws slide past his body with the difference of a piece of paper.

“I feel good. If I had blocked it, the other claws would have torn my body.”

Isshin withdrew, wiping the blood from his mouth. The light of the Night of the Hundred Ghosts continued to grow stronger and stronger, but I felt the blood in my body gradually decrease.

“You have that power…”

Lee Hyuk smiled lightly. It was ironic that a swordsman who casts ghosts was surprised by a swordsman who casts monsters.

“Have you heard of the Essence of Power? Bosses higher than level 6 do not lose their power easily even if they are attacked…”

In a severe case like level 7, the area itself could become a desolate area where humans could not live, or a large city where people lived would suddenly disappear. In some cases, it became like a tropical rain forest. It’s all because the essence of power contained in the boss mob has taken root in the ground.

“I can extract the essence of the power that resides in the ground.”

Lee Hyuk’s kind explanation was to instill despair. It was to engrave in his mind how extreme the difference in skill between himself and Isshin was.

“…There are 60 types of Essence of Power that have been extracted. I have only used two of them.”

For a normal human being, upon hearing this, it was the right thing to put down the sword and declare abandonment.

“Give up. You can’t beat me.”

However, Isshin looked at Lee Hyuk and raised his sword with a faint smile. Even so quietly.

“…I told you. that he had already prepared for death. Nothing has changed.”

declared death.