The figure visible beyond the shattered door was someone Han Young-seok knew all too well.
The grimace on Han Young-seokâs face turned to horror upon finding the person held captive in the opponentâs grasp.
âHow did you manage to get Kang Jun-taeâ¦!?â
Kang Jin-hyuk hurled the corpse he had brought along towards Han Young-seok, who stood there in shock, speechless.
The body of S-rank Hunter Kang Jun-tae crashed to the floor, breaking the dust-covered table beneath him.
âDonât worry. You wonât die like him.â
Kang Jin-hyuk had no intention of killing Han Young-seok.
The large-scale rebellion that had occurred within Titan was orchestrated and executed by him.
Kang Jin-hyuk believed that keeping Han Young-seok alive and forcing him to take responsibility would be a better way to quell the situation.
âAre you saying⦠you killed Kang Jun-tae?â
âCanât you see it? I dragged him all the way here for you to check for yourself.â
Lying lifeless on the floor, Kang Jun-taeâs eyes had turned completely white, and he was not breathing.
There was no doubt he looked like a dead man.
âKilling an S-rank Hunter? Are you out of your mind? Do you really think the Association will just sit back and watch this?â
âIf they donât, then what will they do?â
Normally, the act of one Hunter killing another was a grave crime.
The reason the Association had not taken charge was not from incompetence or laziness.
Conflict among Hunters happened countless times anyway.
If they were to arrest every single instance of it, the number of active Hunters would drastically decline.
With a few selected humans given stats, becoming a Hunter was limited, making it difficult to bring in new ones.
Reducing the number of active Hunters was certainly not what the Association desired.
Therefore, unless faced with public backlash like what happened with Tyrant, they wouldnât interfere with minor incidents.
However, that mercy only applied to Hunters of A-rank and above.
The Association had no forgiveness for those without strength or talent.
âThereâs no point in you, a mere C-rank Hunter, boasting! The Association will be all over you once they get a report of thisâ¦â
Kang Jin-hyuk sighed as he grabbed Han Young-seok by the collar.
âUgh!â
Suspended above the ground, Han Young-seokâs feet barely touched it.
No matter how hard he struggled to slip away, Kang Jin-hyukâs grip didnât budge.
âAfter killing two S-rank Hunters, are you still going on about being C-rank?â
âTwo? Are you seriously claiming Jo Won-cheol too?â
âCorrect. I smashed his head real good.â
âNo wayâ¦!â
Kang Jin-hyukâs Hunter rank now meant little more than decoration.
He was merely C-rank as he had not taken a promotion test.
However, if he officially underwent the test, he could easily rise to S-rank.
The Association wouldnât keep someone as talented as him locked away for murder.
In the current era, the number of S-rank Hunters directly corresponded to national power.
Losing two of them was painful, but if more capable individuals existed, the Association wouldnât mourn the loss.
Having worked as an executive in a major guild for an extended period, Han Young-seok surely understood the Associationâs policies.
âDamn it!â
If things continued as they were, Han Young-seok would find himself responsible for the attempted murder of Seo Sang-ho and the fallout from this war.
Kang Jin-hyuk, who had exhibited his dominance, would be treated as a hero with the Associationâs backing once the war concluded.
Han Young-seok wanted nothing more than to avoid such an outcome.
âWhy does this guy keep doing so well?â
A nameless Hunter who used to be insignificant was now favored by Seo Sang-ho.
And now, he even had the power to go up against S-rank Hunters.
For ordinary people, such results were unthinkable, yet Kang Jin-hyuk achieved it so nonchalantly.
Deep down, jealousy bubbled within Han Young-seok.
âWhat makes me worse than that bastard!?â
At 23 years old, when he had awakened as a Hunter, Han Young-seok had poured every penny he possessed into joining Titan.
From then on, he painstakingly worked to build up his specifications.
He endured the disdain of his senior Hunters, doing whatever it took.
Even when no one offered assistance, he pushed through with his plans and eventually achieved results.
It was a position he managed to climb to only through hard work.
âWhy can he succeed without effort!?â
Han Young-seok was deeply disturbed by Kang Jin-hyukâs mere existence.
With every ounce he grew stronger, it stung Han Young-seok like a betrayal of his own struggles.
âLetâs see how far your luck can take youâ¦â
Han Young-seok secretly twisted his wrist without Kang Jin-hyuk noticing.
Suddenly, a syringe needle shot forth from a hidden device concealed beneath his sleeve.
What was inside the syringe was pure basilisk poison.
Even diluted, the basiliskâs toxin had almost left Seo Sang-ho on the brink of death.
Injecting it in its concentrated form was guaranteed to be lethal.
âBe thankful that youâll be dying from this expensive poison.â
He grabbed hold of Kang Jin-hyukâs hand that was securing his collar with one arm.
Then he plunged the syringe into Kang Jin-hyukâs arm.
âHahaha! Itâs over, you bastard!â
Han Young-seok scoffed with satisfaction.
âOver? What do you mean?â
But against all expectations, Kang Jin-hyuk showed no signs of being affected by the poison.
âHuhâ¦?â
Under normal circumstances, Kang Jin-hyuk should have collapsed from the poison spreading throughout his body the moment the needle pierced his skin.
No matter how long it passed, he didnât falter but rather tightened his grip on Han Young-seokâs collar even more.
As he choked Han Young-seok with increasing force, the latter began to cough dryly.
âGack! What the hell is going on!â
Han Young-seok wondered if the device had malfunctioned and checked the syringe for any issues.
It was only after seeing the completely crushed needle that he realized it had failed to penetrate even his skin.
âCould it be⦠the poison didnât work?â
Kang Jin-hyuk reached out, grabbing Han Young-seokâs clothes to tear them apart.
The devices hidden within the rips were exposed for all to see.
âAre you filming a spy movie or something? When did you ever prepare all this?â
Kang Jin-hyuk ripped apart the devices Han Young-seok had prepared with his bare hands.
Since the basiliskâs poison seemed wasteful to destroy, he simply pulled out the syringe whole.
Whiiiirrr.
With the syringe ejected, ominous sounds echoed from within the device, where bright red lights began to flash.
âWhat the hell is this? Is it self-destructing or something?â
âHeheâ¦â
Han Young-seok didnât respond and merely let out a sinister laugh.
âWhatâs happeningâ¦?â
Towering pillars of light shot up around Kang Jin-hyuk, surrounding him.
Kang Jin-hyuk recognized these pillars appeared when someone had used a return scroll.
The presence of such numerous pillars indicated that a significant number of individuals were coming this way.
âA warning device, huh.â
Kang Jin-hyuk, treating Han Young-seok like trash, flung him into a corner of the room.
âGah!â
Han Young-seok collided with the wall, collapsing in a heap.
Amidst the chaos, a group of Hunters from Titan entered the room as Kang Jin-hyuk brandished a baseball bat.
As the cramped space filled with about a dozen Hunters, it was as though a subway during rush hourâair becoming increasingly hard to breathe.
âKill that bastard immediately!â
With Han Young-seok still down, he barked orders, and the Titans instantly drew their weapons.
âCan we please take this outside? I can barely breathe!â
The Hunters from Titan ignored Kang Jin-hyukâs pleas.
The weapons they wielded were primarily daggers and gauntlets, fitting for the tight quarters, proving effective in close combat.
In contrast, the baseball bat would be difficult to wield in such a confined space.
Kang Jin-hyuk had no choice but to put the basiliskâs poison into his inventory along with the baseball bat.
His alternative weapon would be the fists he had since birth.
âWhat are you doing, right now?â
âYou plan on fighting us with your bare hands?â
âYou must be out of your mind.â
The Titan Hunters roared with laughter, mocking him as they eagerly charged ahead.
With barely a meter separating them, they were positioned to attack with just an extend of their arms.
As a result, the daggers coming from the Hunters easily struck Kang Jin-hyukâs body.
However, simply attacking didnât guarantee success.
âWhat the hell!?â
âWhat is this?!â
The Titans, extending their daggers, found their blades halted just before they could pierce Kang Jin-hyukâs clothing.
When looking closely, an aura of faint gold shimmered before the daggers, blocking their attacks.
Employing the aura, Kang Jin-hyuk successfully defended against their attacks while charging his fists with strength.
Winding up as if to cover his entire fist with aura before unleashing it, he aimed directly at the Hunter in front of him.
âGuh!â
The Hunter met Kang Jin-hyukâs punch right in the face and was sent sprawling backward, spitting blood.
Beginning with that one strike, Kang Jin-hyuk knocked down a Titan Hunter after another.
âGah!â
âUgh!â
The cramped conditions left the Hunters with nowhere to escape, falling one after another to Kang Jin-hyukâs relentless fists.
In only two minutes, all of the more than a dozen Hunters lay defeated.
The time it took to boil a cup of ramen was shorter.
âW-what the hell!?â
Han Young-seok lay on the floor, dumbfounded as he watched.
He had known Kang Jin-hyuk was abnormally strong, but the display he had just put on was beyond astonishing.
The Titansâ attacks had been utterly ineffective against him, while the totality of his strength surged through every punch.
What had unfolded was not a battle but rather an infliction of unilateral violence.
âIs that the best you could come up with?â
Kang Jin-hyuk brushed his hands off before glancing at Han Young-seok.
âGuhâ¦â
âConsidering you have no words to say, it seems youâre out of tricks.â
Once again, Kang Jin-hyuk seized Han Young-seok by the collar.
Forcing him to his feet, Kang Jin-hyuk clenched his fist with his other hand.
âJust dragging you along seemed boring, so why not let you take a few hits too?â
Kang Jin-hyukâs fist crashed into Han Young-seokâs left shoulder.
As he felt force seep from the blow, Han Young-seok was struck with tremendous pain.
âUuuah!â
Kang Jin-hyuk released his grasp on Han Young-seokâs collar.
Without a chance to roll away, he hit the ground face first, clutching his broken arm.
Kang Jin-hyuk walked over to the fallen Han Young-seok and stamped down on his knee.
âGah!â
With an agonizing scream, Han Young-seok found both arms and legs trapped beneath him, lashes of pain ripping through his being.
âWhat did I ever do to deserve your unquenchable appetite for my demise?â
Han Young-seok had no time to answer the question, overwhelmed by the roiling pain.
âWhat you did was nothing but throw the first punch. From trying to make issues out of newly discovered monsters to barging into my home.â
Kang Jin-hyuk fully suppressed his emotions, viewing the conflict between him and Han Young-seok objectively.
No matter how many times he thought about it, there was no action that he could accept blame for.
âThe more I think, the angrier I get.â
Recalling Han Young-seokâs previous moves only heightened his frustration.
âInitially I thought I could settle this easily, but thatâs just impossible. Youâll be taking more beatings.â
Unable to control himself any longer, Kang Jin-hyuk smashed down onto Han Young-seokâs remaining knee with his foot.
For a while afterward, Han Young-seokâs screams echoed throughout the room.
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