The Mythical Hunter has Returned - Chapter 26



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Episode 026

“Do you want me to find meteorite ashes?”

“Isn’t there any?”

“It’s not missing, but why are you asking for something that no one is looking for because it’s useless?”

Jooman Choi clicked his tongue and asked.

“I have something to use.”

“hmm… . “Just wait a moment.”

Jooman Choi, who had been rummaging through the back of the warehouse, came back with a dusty face and a sack.

“Is this it?”

“okay. That’s it. I don’t know where I’m going to use it, but just take it. “Anyway, we got it a while ago because we thought we might have a place to sell it, but it was in bad stock so we put it in the warehouse.”

Meteorite ash.

A discarded item that no one uses.

It mainly appears in Abyss level and above, but no one has picked up that item.

There is one reason.

As Choi Joo-man said, it is useless.

In the early days of Advent, many people put this ashes in their bags, thinking that they might have some use for it.

Alchemists, wizards, and many other heroes and gods have conducted research, but there is only one conclusion.

‘It’s of no use anywhere.’

It caused a rejection reaction when synthesizing items, and caused trouble by causing strange chemical reactions during the process of forging steel.

Now, if you put it in your bag, you’ll be called a crazy person and it’s treated like a trash item.

That’s why Choi Joo-man also looked at me like I was a strange person.

I opened the bag containing the ash.

There was white, light gray ash with an acrid smell.

I put my hand in my pocket and lightly touched the ashes.

It felt like a rough decision.

The decision was so sharp that my finger got stuck.

“The thing is clear.”

“What are you trying to use it for?”

“I’m curious. “I want to test why no one is using it and whether it might be of no use.”

“Really?”

“yes.”

There was no need to say anything about its purpose.

There is no need to risk being identified as a suspect.

Because the ash from this meteorite will play an important role in Hephaestus’s attack.

This useless ash that no one is looking for will become an important item for me.

“Thank you for the items.”

“Thank you for helping me resolve the bad inventory.”

While wearing a bag containing meteorite ash on his belt, Jooman Choi checked the items he had taken out from Kibisis and asked.

“But are you really planning to sell these items?”

“yes. “I plan to sell everything.”

These were gifts I received from Gunther after dealing with Siegfried.

Sandals of the Nordic Vikings that give you vitality just by wearing them, beards of the Dwarves, helmets of the Vikings, and all kinds of material items.

Except for Balmung, everything was handed over to Jooman Choi.

Even if I had it, I had no use for it.

Even if you put it in Kibisis, it will only take up space, so it is better to organize it quickly.

“How much?”

“Seven thousand. “Let’s buy it for 7,000.”

“Let’s go over 9,000.”

“Uh huh. “If it’s 9,000, there’s nothing left.”

“Every single item is of enviable high quality. Even 9,000 is a frugal living. “If you don’t like it, let’s pass it on to somewhere else.”

If you go somewhere else, you can get these items for up to 100 million won.

However, the reason for selling it to Choi Joo-man even at a loss of 10 million won was to make a small investment to make transactions with him easier in the future.

Considering the long-term benefits of continuing my relationship with him, a born merchant, this amount was nothing.

At those words, Jooman Choi grabbed my wrist.

“Ehe, but if I leave right away, will it be used? I can’t bargain. Haha.”

“Are you going to give it to me for 9,000?”

“okay.”

“Then I’ll take one of these with that money.”

“… “You thief.”

What I pointed to was a spell book that could imprint fire resistance magic.

It was a one-time order form that evaporated once used, but since it was Class A, it was worth about 100 million won.

If you think about it, each side gave up 1,000 each, so it’s a good thing.

This spellbook was the last thing I was looking for before conquering Hephaestus.

“Tsk, take it yourself.”

“Thank you.”

This spell book is to be applied to the monk’s armor right before the fight with Hephaestus.

At least it will allow him to withstand Hephaestus’ fire a few times.

“But why are you buying these things?”

“Isn’t it an iron rule here to keep customer secrets?”

“Yes, but… . “Tsk, when you say it like that, I have nothing to say.”

After disposing of the last items at Jooman Choi’s store, I returned home and reorganized my equipment and skills.

“You said your arm was broken…” .”

The arm broken in the fight with Ares will not be easily healed.

Wounds obtained from fighting between gods cannot be easily healed with magic.

It was good news that the guy’s arm was broken, but that didn’t mean I could relax.

Even if combat was not his specialty, his power could not be ignored as he was one of the 12 gods of Olympus.

‘Even the 12 gods of the past are bound to shed blood once they descend on this world.’

There is definitely a way to kill him.

Hephaestus, unlike other gods, had two fatal weaknesses.

In order to win, you had to attack all of its weaknesses, and that requires meticulous preparation.

‘I have to see how far I can use it.’

I check my level and find strategies that I can use.

That was my own hunting method.

A lone sword in his left hand, a solo dance in his right hand.

Dokmu’s durability went down to 15 due to the fight with Siegfried.

‘Even if I use up all my durability, I end up killing Hephaestus.’

There is still a bottle of unused poison left.

This is enough to re-create weapons.

at the same time.

‘It’s also the last resort I can use.’

It was my personal weapon that I could use at the end, when there was really nothing left.

And the giant’s sword and Balmung inside the kibisis.

[Nine-Headed Viper – Grade A]

[Effect: Increases resistance to poison. The probability of becoming addicted is greatly reduced.]

[Witch of the Lake – Grade A]

[Skill: Mother’s Love]

[Effect: Recovers 10-50% of stamina in proportion to the stamina lost when cast.]

[Cooldown: 12:00:00]

[Germanic Hero – Class A]

[Skill: Hrunting]

[Description 1: Like a famous sword that becomes stronger the more it drinks blood, it becomes stronger as it kills enemies.]

[Explanation 2: The more you kill strong enemies, the stronger you become.]

[Status Abnormality: Berserker – Level 2]

[Attack power increases during battle. There is a combat penalty when defending]

3 skills currently registered.

[Song of the Nibelung – Grade A]

[Skill: Dragon Grab]

[Effect: When cast, the opponent is pulled closer with the power of a dragon.]

One skill that has not been registered yet.

Lastly, the high priest’s armor that will be engraved with a class A fire resistance spell.

‘The necessary preparations are complete.’

All that was left was to take action.

‘Given Hephaestus’ personality, he probably thinks he lost to Ares.’

You are probably filled with anger by now.

His anger, like an active volcano, would be wreaking havoc inside the Pantheon.

That’s right.

‘No one dares enter his room.’

This meant that if I entered the Pantheon, there was a high possibility that it would be a one-on-one fight between me and Hephaestus.

It doesn’t matter if you run into a guild member.

‘There are very few combatants.’

Most of Hephaestus’ guild members had blacksmithing as their main occupation, and although they did fight, there were many who kept it as an assistant job.

Even if I were to meet him, there wouldn’t be many people who would threaten me.

‘The important thing is how to infiltrate.’

Luckily it wasn’t difficult.

Because I know the opening that leads to the Hephaestus Pantheon.

This is a flaw in the Pantheon that even Hephaestus, who pursues perfection, is unaware of.

* * *

“That’s amazing.”

I looked at the Pantheon of Hephaestus rising like a huge mountain.

Pantheon.

It is a temple that worships the gods, and is now a mysterious space used by the gods who have descended on this world as their residences and guild headquarters.

Each pantheon possessed the power of its own god, and the gods used their power to bless new guild members.

The pantheon of Ares, the god of war, contained buffs related to weapons and combat, the pantheon of Freya, the goddess of abundance, contained the power to heal wounds, and the pantheon of Hephaestus contained the power to increase the probability of producing equipment.

The front of the Pantheon was filled with blacksmiths who came to create their own weapons using the power of authority, as well as new guild members to receive God’s blessings.

And the noise that naturally occurs when people gather together.

Kang-. Kang-. Kang-.

There were numerous blacksmith shops lined up in front of the Pantheon of Hephaestus.

The sound of a hammer striking metal rang out clearly along with the intense heat.

Unlike the dwarves, who each had their own small blacksmith shop and manufactured everything from start to finish, the blacksmith shop in front of the Pantheon here seemed to have a fairly thorough division of labor.

A blacksmith who controls fire.

A blacksmith who melts and shapes iron.

A blacksmith who only forges.

A blacksmith quenches forged iron and sharpens the blade.

And even a blacksmith who specializes in making and assembling spear poles and sword handles that are connected to iron.

Numerous blacksmiths gathered together to operate a single forge.

The texture was amazing, but I felt it the moment I saw it.

‘It’s not enough.’

The process of forming iron was far short of the dwarves’ technology.

Because they lacked power, they borrowed the power of machines, but even so, they could not overcome the gap.

From forging process to quenching.

There wasn’t a single thing I didn’t like.

‘It sucks.’

I felt like I knew why Hephaestus was wary of the dwarves.

God’s weapons were much better than those of the dwarves, but the level of the guild members was far inferior to that of the dwarves.

Was it three years from now that Hephaestus began secretly killing the dwarves one by one?

‘You son of a bitch.’

They killed others to obtain an exclusive supply of weapons.

Angry, jealous, and a twisted perfectionist who wants to destroy everything he doesn’t have.

That was Hephaestus.

In his previous life, Hephaestus died a year before the final battle.

The cause of death was his jealousy.

Lee Hyun said he wanted to make a weapon stronger than Longinus, the God’s Spear, and suffered an accident while using the lava of the Etna volcano, which can burn even a god.

Hephaestus, the god of volcanoes, melts into lava and dies.

‘It means that even gods are not invincible in this world.’

It means that gods also bleed and die.

The noise of people around the Pantheon continued.

But those weren’t my interests.

Among the people filling this place, are there people I should be wary of?

‘I can only see regular guild members near the Pantheon.’

The gods would select the most religious and talented among the numerous guild members who joined their guild and bestow special blessings that were different from others.

These were the people commonly referred to as ‘apostles’ of the gods.

They have absolute loyalty to God, and some feel as if they and God are one family.

‘That’s a stupid idea.’

The gods had no choice but to use even the apostles.

I thought of my comrades who believed in God until the very end and fought together until the final battle.

Smith, an American who was an apostle of Apollo.

Miyamoto, an apostle of Vishnu.

Jang Man-cheol and others who fell in love with Thor’s power and became his apostles.

They were all apostles of God, and they all possessed monstrous power that could overwhelm even heroes.

It is said that Jang Man-cheol fought six heroes alone.

The Apostle was an opponent to be as careful as Hephaestus.

Of course, if all goes according to plan, there is no need to fight them.

When I reached the main gate of the Pantheon, I saw the top of the Pantheon, which I could barely see all the way through without bending my neck.

‘As of today, the pantheon of Hephaestus disappears.’

I clenched my fists and entered the front door.

No one stopped me.

That’s right too.

The Pantheon of Hephaestus here was not only a blacksmith’s workshop, but also served as a store selling the items made there.

okay.

Anyone can enter.

That was the flaw of the Hephaestus Pantheon.

“Welcome, customer.”

The clerk approached me.

“Is there something you are looking for?”