LIGHTNOVELWORLD Chapter 122 - Necro Hunter
Chapter 122: Necro Hunter
“Where is this…? Just a moment ago, I was saying my final farewell to Diaochan…”
“I was standing on the divine judgment stage… What is this?”
“…I see now. I finally understand. Jin-ah Lee, your true identity is a ‘Necro Hunter.’”
The two heroes slowly opened their eyes, awakening in the present world, their bodies devoid of souls. Yujin, realizing the situation, turned his gaze to Jin-ah Lee.
A Necro Hunter.
A profession within the Hunter series that was not only rare but so elusive it might appear only once in several centuries.
In the game *Hunter’s Blood,* this was one of the hidden professions that Shin-woo had yet to unlock, just like the Monster Hunter.
The Necro Hunter’s ability was, of course, the resurrection of corpses.
Each person had a clear limit, and usually, resurrecting even one corpse required a tremendous amount of resources, skill, and time.
‘Jin-ah Lee… your talent has finally reached this level, huh.’
Lancelot, who had been resurrected as a knight of the Round Table by her when she was not even ten years old, swallowed in admiration, having long recognized her extraordinary talent.
Meanwhile…
“What is happening here?”
“A dead body… Could it be that I was forcibly revived? This is blasphemy.”
The difficulty of being a Necro Hunter might have seemed on par with that of a Beast Hunter, but it was, in fact, far more insidious.
This was because the subjects they dealt with were not beasts that followed only the strong but humans with complex thoughts and diverse life stories.
Even if one managed to resurrect them, if they couldn’t be convinced, they wouldn’t perform at their full potential.
However…
“I will now implant the current situation into your memories.”
“Oh…!”
“Scenes are appearing in my mind…”
Jin-ah Lee had never failed in this aspect. She forcibly implanted information about the current situation into the two heroes.
“Lu Bu Fengxian, I have Diaochan’s corpse in my possession.”
“…What are you trying to say?”
“Wouldn’t you like to live with her again? I can make that happen.”
“Kekeke… Hahahahaha! To think that you would dare speak so boldly before me, Lu Bu Fengxian! You must have a lot of guts, Goguryeo woman! But I like it!”
She baited the man, starved for love, with the promise of a woman.
“Saint Joan of Arc.”
“Jin-ah Lee, please put me back in the coffin. My body belongs to Him. I have no desire to live again.”
The Saint was so devout that convincing her seemed impossible.
“If you don’t use your power, this world will perish.”
“…!”
“Will the Saint chosen by God merely stand by and watch as His world is destroyed?”
“That… that’s…”
If you don’t help, the world will end.
Jin-ah Lee manipulated the situation, presenting herself as a savior and urging the Saint to join her for the sake of the world.
“This is the front line. If we lose here, there will be no tomorrow, as you saw in your memories.”
“……”
“Saint, your power is needed.”
“…………Very well.”
Thus, all of this was for a peaceful world!
With that, Jin-ah Lee successfully convinced even the Saint and clapped her hands, satisfied, before turning her attention back to Yujin.
“Well, everything is ready on this side. Are you going to continue?”
“Of course…”
“…?”
“I have the chance to fight the strongest in human history. Haha! Why would I give up on such an exciting opportunity?”
“Is he a human? …Though there’s an oddly ominous beast mixed within.”
“Beast or human, it doesn’t matter. If you try to stop my path, I’ll defeat you all.”
Yujin carved a sharp aura across his entire body.
Joan of Arc was about to raise the banner of freedom.
“I’ll handle this.”
“Alone?”
“Yes, I like that guy.”
Lu Bu Fengxian stopped his allies, stepping forward alone.
“Hey, old man. Just so you know, it’s better not to touch my body carelessly—?!”
Yujin was about to warn the powerful man.
But in the next moment…
*Smack!*
Despite having turned his entire body into a mystical-grade blade, Yujin’s body was sent flying into the wall, injured from the force of Lu Bu’s punch.
*Thud!*
“Gah?!”
“You fool! Getting cut in battle is only natural! Hahahahaha!”
***
Transformed into his monster form, Leon could now simultaneously declare ‘three statements’ with his Absolute Declaration.
First, he commanded his father, who was charging toward him.
“All living beings before me shall cease their actions.”
He issued this command to freeze his father’s movements. Next…
“All oxygen within this sight shall vanish.”
This would cut off the essential condition for life—breathing.
And finally…
“An endless bombardment shall rain down until death.”
He unleashed a barrage of explosions, shaking the ground, targeting the spot where his father stood.
*Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!*
“Amazing… Even though it’s Father, it seems Brother Leon is stronger since it’s from 20 years ago…”
“No, that’s not true! My brother is still… going to be fine, right?!”
“Yes! The battle isn’t over until it’s over, right?”
“…How can you two be more worried?”
Ria and Lady Riverine were sweating more than Yulian.
Of course, they trusted Shin-woo as usual, but this time, his opponent was their own child.
They were worried that Shin-woo might intentionally lose.
‘This is my victory.’
Meanwhile, Leon was confident of his victory, certain that his technique of blocking breathing, stopping movement, and dealing continuous damage from all sides would prevail.
“Krurrrk!”
“What?!”
Just then…
*Snap!*
Shin-woo stretched, breaking free from the Absolute Declaration’s commands.
He quickly leaped behind Leon, inhaling again, and as for the bombardment—no matter how much was fired, it didn’t hurt him.
“Krurk…”
‘Straight punch…’
To end it, he prepared to deliver a punch that would barely miss, aiming to make Leon lose his focus.
But…
“Krurk!”
‘Punch!’
“Holy sword Durandal, unleash the divine power.”
Leon, anticipating this, drew Durandal.
As the sword unleashed its divine power, four holy shields were summoned around Leon to block his father’s punch from all directions.
“Krurrrrk…!”
‘Durandal’s shields! Is this the ‘Absolute Defense’?!’
“The four shields of God. They can block your punches at least four times.”
Impressive.
Even though I wasn’t serious, my hand throbbed slightly from hitting that shield.
‘The number of times Durandal can block Father’s attacks is probably four at most…’
Despite being from the past, Leon knew he couldn’t afford to let his guard down against his father. He calculated in his mind how to secure victory.
First, he set his life at five.
The holy shields of Durandal would block at least four attacks, so he had that many chances.
He had to figure out how to defeat his father within that limit.
In close combat, he was at a disadvantage.
No matter how advanced his Monster Transformation was, it was still a replica.
There was no way a replica could beat the original.
He believed that the key to victory lay in his ability, which his father didn’t have—Absolute Declaration.
“Krurrrk…”
‘Kyokushin Karate…’
Just as he was thinking,
“Krurk!”
‘Side kick!’
*Boom!*
“W-What?!”
Leon’s mind, which had been planning his strategy, went blank in an instant.
All four of Durandal’s holy shields, which he had counted on to block at least four attacks, had been kicked aside, sent flying.
“What is this…?! Did he break through the divine power’s release right away?”
No matter how strong Father was, could this even be possible?
His father was currently at his weakest, 20 years ago.
Even so, this power… what could it be?
A tiger is still a tiger, even as a cub.
Even 20 years ago, Han Shin-woo was still Han Shin-woo.
Forced into close combat once again, Leon reluctantly…
“Fatherrrrrrrrrr—!!”
He drew the remaining sword at his waist, beads of sweat dripping down his face.
***
Due to the monster appearance alert, the areas surrounding the Hunter Association branch were in a state of emergency.
People hurried to shelters.
Those who couldn’t evacuate in time rushed into nearby shops that were hastily locking their doors.
Amidst all this…
“Um, excuse me, sir?”
“……”
“Wouldn’t it be better to hide under the table?”
“…Are you worried about me?”
“Yes? Ah, yes…”
While everyone else in the café in the middle of the city hid under the tables as if it were an earthquake drill,
One man sat calmly, sipping his coffee and gazing at the cityscape as if he were admiring the view.
The café worker swallowed nervously as she looked at this rugged yet handsome middle-aged man.
But then it happened.
“You have beautiful blonde hair.”
“Yes… Ah, thank you…”
“How old are you?”
“M-My age? I’m 24…”
“You’re young. Youth is also appealing.”
The man stood up, gently grasping the café worker’s chin and turning her face toward his.
Despite the noticeable age difference
—at least ten years—the young woman’s heart pounded, her face flushed, captivated by the charm of this middle-aged man who seemed to have plenty of experience with women.
“It’s a pity. If you were in my world, I would have made you mine.”
“Oh… um… t-thank you…?”
The man, as if lost in a memory, brushed her blonde hair once more. He then placed a small jewel on the table in place of payment and left the café, walking out into the emergency-stricken city alone.
He was on his way to meet the woman he had once loved more than anyone else.
“Sophia, I’m coming now.”
Finally, the future Han Shin-woo began to move.