On the snowfield, snow piled up far beyond the horizon, but with so many hunters gathered there, it was
n't a problem.
If the snow melts, that's it.
Even the hunters who follow Woo Jin-cheol have flame skills, so it doesn't even have to be the final bos
s.
No, it would have been better if Choi Jong-in had not come forward.
The final person's firepower would not only melt the snow, but might also completely burn away any mea
ningful traces buried beneath it.
Huruk! Huruk!
With Woo Jin-cheol at the center, the association hunters started to melt the snow and thoroughly searc
h under the snowfield.
The remaining hunters without flame skills began to build camps in suitable places.
Since we don't know how long we'll be staying here, we decided to set up a more substantial base rather
than a simple tent.
In particular, he devoted the most effort to forming a defensive line to protect the towering ice pillar in th
e center.
"… … I guess I'll have to live long to see this."
Woo Jin-cheol, who was suddenly looking at the thoroughly protected ice pillar, muttered with a look of s
urprise.
Sirka.
The ice pillar where the ice elf, who was Seongsuho's colleague, was trapped was, according to Seongsu
ho's words, like an egg that could wake up at any moment.
And the story goes that the moment the egg breaks is the moment when Sirka inherits the power of the
Lord of the Cold and is reborn.
"… … I never thought that the day would come when I would have to protect the descendants of the Lord
of the Cold."
The monarch of the cold.
I'm in a situation where I have to personally protect the descendants of the author who once murdered Ch
airman Koh Kun-hee.
Although it is said that the enemy of my enemy is my friend, I couldn't help but feel a mixture of emotion
s when I was in this situation.
"I guess I've lived too long… … ."
Woo Jin-cheol was once again making a vain expression and calming down his mind.
'No, did time go backwards first?'
After the world was completely reset, Chairman Koh Kun-hee enjoyed a long and healthy life and passed
away.
With the respect and admiration of countless people.
I also wondered if it would be meaningful to ask for a blood debt from my young descendants for somethi
ng that has become a non-existent thing in today's world.
'A temporary alliance to deal with a greater enemy. That's it for now.'
Woo Jin-cheol's position on Sirka was exactly like that.
Besides, electricity was electricity.
He did not fully understand the extent of power these beings, known as monarchs, possessed, but he kn
ew that they were at least beyond the realm of human beings.
When Sirka becomes a monarch safely, she will be of more help to Sung Jin-woo and Sung Su-ho than a
nyone else.
… … At the same time, he knew all too well how powerless humans were in this war.
As he suddenly thought about that, a bitter expression crossed Woo Jin-cheol's lips.
'Humanity has no role to play in this war anyway. We are just hostages holding back Hunter Seongsuho's
ankles.'
A terribly sobering assessment.
But what can I do? It's an obvious fact, and I've already experienced it once.
Woo Jin-cheol realized, painfully and painfully, how helpless the human race was at the end of the world.
'So, if we don't just mess around with useless noise, we can get somewhere in the middle.'
Yeah, if we compare it to war, it would be like civil defense.
Thinking about that, Woo Jin-cheol snickered.
'Still, that's fortunate. It seems like the role of supporting him from behind is now taken on by his son.'
Seongsuho.
Seong Jin-woo's only son.
After seeing his power with my own eyes.
Woo Jin-cheol felt relieved for the first time in a long time.
The heavy burden that had been weighing on both my shoulders disappeared like melting snow.
Especially that night, when I went through the gate that he opened for me and fell asleep on the soft bed
at Ajin Hospital while getting an IV drip… … I was able to sleep soundly for the first time in a long time.
Insomnia, something I've been suffering from for so long.
Dark circles under the eyes that had been hidden by sunglasses disappeared overnight.
...flaw.
That's why even this foolish laugh couldn't help but escape my mouth.
And then, without thinking, he blurted out the words in passing.
"Now that the real war has begun, I guess I can take off the unbecoming title of Association President."
… … ?!
"...ancient?!"
"What, what are you talking about all of a sudden?!"
All the hunters working nearby to clear snow were startled by his sudden shocking remark and doubted th
eir ears.
No, what did they just hear?
The world's best Woo Jin-cheol is resigning from his position as president of the association?
Why all of a sudden?
Considering the enormous presence and influence of Chairman Woo Jin-cheol in Korea, it was impossible
to think of anyone who could take his place.
But Woo Jin-cheol was sincere.
"Preparing for war. That was my role and goal."
And truly… …with a relieved expression, he smiled at the bewildered hunters.
Black sunglasses sparkling against the dazzling snowy landscape.
"And no matter how much I think about it, I still think that the position of Chief of the Surveillance Divisio
n suits me best."
… … ?
The hunters couldn't hide their confused expressions at his words.
'Suddenly the surveillance department?'
'What on earth is the president talking about?'
'If it's the surveillance department... ... .'
The Surveillance Department is a department that suppresses crimes committed by hunters and subdues
criminals.
In other words, it's more of a PvP battle than a dungeon raid.
The Surveillance Department was a group armed with skills optimized for dealing with fellow humans rath
er than dealing with demons.
And once.
In a lost history that no one now remembers.
'Chief Woo Jin-cheol' was an elite agent with the strongest interpersonal combat power in the surveillanc
e department… … .
"In short, this is what I mean."
Knock knock, knock.
Woo Jin-cheol relaxed his shoulders, which had become noticeably lighter, and slowly took out his weapo
n.
"Now I can take off that cumbersome hat and go back to being a hunter."
… … !
That was the moment.
Down below, the voices of hunters who were excavating traces of the 'bank' buried in the snow could be
heard simultaneously.
"Found it!"
"I found a suspicious stone tablet!"
"I can feel the magic… … no, it's getting bigger!"
Whoaaaaah-
Before they could finish speaking, the waves of magical power were transmitted to all the hunters in the
area.
And Woo Jin-cheol, who was the first to sense the danger before anyone else, took a stance and glared a
t the place.
"Come. Everyone, prepare for battle."
Flash!
Suspicious slab.
As the snow gradually melted, the frozen slab of stone beneath it began to glow.
Then, 'humans' rushed out from the unidentified gate that had been created above.
"What the heck, why is it like this here?"
"I barely escaped from Ryu Zukang… … ."
chinese.
The Chinese people, who exuded an extraordinary aura at first glance, looked around the snow-covered fi
elds and grumbled.
The Chinese people who appeared covered in blood, not knowing what kind of chaos they had been throu
gh, were obviously villains.
They found themselves surrounded by Korean Association Hunters and smirked.
"Huh? What are these guys?"
"Want to do it with us?"
Clearly, the current situation is one that even the Chinese villains could not have predicted.
Yet, they never seemed to be intimidated, but instead showed a bitter smile.
Even at this moment, the number of Chinese people walking through the gate is at least in the hundreds.
On the other hand, there were only a few dozen on the Korean side.
Clear numerical superiority.
Even in Korea, there was no S-class final boss at the moment.
To make matters worse, there were several A-class Chinese villains mixed in there.
In that tense situation, Woo Jin-cheol spoke to them in fluent Chinese.
"You guys, you've crossed the border."
"What the heck, you little punk?"
"whatever."
It wasn't worth responding to each and every one of their glaring comments.
Because Woo Jin-cheol has already confirmed it.
The strange weapons they hold in their hands.
The design is very reminiscent of a sickle… … .
"Foreign news. That's what we named it for now."
"...what?"
Woo Jin-cheol decided to call the weapons made by the 'Doctor' 'foreign weapons'.
And based on her experience using them, Hasul also knew how powerful those alien weapons were.
but.
Then what do you think?
"The villains of other countries carrying foreign news agencies have crossed the border, so we will enforc
e their actions."
Phew!
Despite the enormous disadvantage, Woo Jin-cheol took the lead and attacked them.
"Tongue, President!"
Even the Association Hunters waiting nearby were taken aback by the agility of the speed.
At the same time, the Chinese villains laughed at him, radiating a murderous aura from their entire bodie
s.
"You stupid kid!"
"You come to the place of death on your own two feet!"
Yes, that's right.
At least that's what it seemed like.
In their eyes.
But again, Woo Jin-cheol is a former head of the surveillance department.
As he was an elite agent most specialized in PvP, his main skill was also like that.
Especially in this age where people have vowed to resolve issues between people among themselves.
"Area debuff."
… … !
In that moment, a silent wave spread out from Woo Jin-cheol.
That was the beginning.
All the skills he had unleashed were engulfing this area one by one.
"Attack power weakened."
"Slow down."
"Dunned senses."
"Ignores defense."
"Blocking the view."
… … ?!
In that moment, the Chinese villains' expressions hardened.
Suddenly my body felt heavy, I felt weak, and my vision became dark.
"Oh, you're crazy!"
"Such a trivial skill!"
Even though they were flustered, they tried to counter the debuff skills he had deployed by generating th
eir own magic power without saying a word, showing how well the villains had survived the chaos.
But even so, it was useless.
Two years after the cataclysm.
The chaos they had been living in lasted only two years.
Shukak!
"… … ?!"
One head was blown off by Woo Jin-cheol's sword.
I can't even scream.
Swish! Flash! Swish!
In the blink of an eye, the next and the next necks were blown away.
"… … Stop it!"
"Ugh?!"
Yes, that's right.
A human, not a demon.
When facing fellow humans, Woo Jin-cheol was invincible.
Woo Jin-cheol wiped the blood from his face and looked around at his subordinates and gave them an ord
er.
"What are you doing? Let's kill them all and retrieve the foreign messenger."
"… … Yes, yes!"
A thunderous reply, a beat behind, burst from their mouths.
At the same time they realized and said:
What did Woo Jin-cheol mean when he said earlier… that he would return as a hunter, not as the preside
nt of the association?
Over the past two years, the tremendous achievements that Chairman Woo Jin-cheol has built up.
Outstanding political and administrative abilities.
Every path he has walked has been the history of the Korean hunter world, and he was the person who w
as most suited to be the president of the association.
But that wasn't all.
He was… … a hunter.
He is a skilled warrior who is more suited to the name Hunter than anyone else.
He was a true warrior who did not even spare his life in front of the enemy.
Hehe.
Woo Jin-cheol, who had cut off dozens of heads in an instant, was smiling.
So freeing.
"This is the kind of situation where you say, 'I'm okay with dying.'"
I was sick of selling my body.
Paaaaat-!
Woo Jin-cheol frowned as he looked at the countless villains still crawling out through the gate at this ver
y moment.
And I quickly realized why so many of them had flocked to this ruined place at this very moment.
It's Sirka.
They had nothing to gain from this place except the elf princess trapped in the ice.
It was a shame that Choi Jong-in had to be sent on a business trip to another place at a time like this, bu
t there was already an alternative.
"Come out, Mr. Hwang Dong-soo."
[Call me Grid. It is the name my lord has given me.]
Gooooo-
Woo Jin-cheol's shadow grew longer, and the shadow soldier Grid raised his giant body.
And he raised his fist at the invaders who came from China.
With an extremely evil, extremely villainous smile.
[Welcome, criminals contaminated with cult religions.]
Boom!
Grid, a former high priest of the Foreign Church, struck them down with all his might.