The Mythical Hunter has Returned - Chapter 40



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Episode 040

“Kwaaaah!!!”

Gunther’s ax tore through the large man’s shoulder.

“Haha! Aren’t you too weak! “If you want to excite me, you’ll have to bring someone stronger!”

The sight of him swinging an ax while covered in his enemy’s blood was enough to instill fear in his enemies.

Even more so if the opponent is an ordinary person who has never even seen a fight.

“Khahahaha!”

Me too, but Gunther was also a famous fighter.

How could he have been given the title of slayer?

There was no one who could block his axe, at least not here.

Of course, there was no one who could stop me.

It was enough without having to take out the hammer of Hephaestus.

The dragon slayer pierced the neck of the traitor who was attacking me, and then cut off the leg of the one who attacked me with his sword.

Phew!

“Wow… .”

The blade passed through the enemy’s heart.

Magic poured down on me as I was dealing with the enemy.

“Death falls!”

Blue water poured down where I was standing.

My body felt numb when it touched the liquid.

“The power given by God will kill you!”

When the priest saw me covered in blue water, he shouted in triumph.

“The poison is quite strong.”

The body of the apostate I had just killed turned blue in an instant and rotted away.

It was clear that it was a fairly strong poison.

however.

[Resists poison.]

Unfortunately, it didn’t work for me.

“The power is good, but the magic choice was wrong.”

I glared at the priest.

“Keuuuuu… .”

Perhaps because he thought the reason the poison didn’t work was because of the difference in realm, the guy’s body trembled when he made eye contact with me.

He put the limp body aside and approached the priest.

“Kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk… . “You son of a bitch!”

The priest, looking at the bodies of the gruesomely dead figures, stretched out his hand and fired a spell.

Ice picks flew towards my body.

Pabababat!

“Don’t you know it’s no use?”

Among the sharp ice picks, not a single one could reach me and flew through the air.

I grabbed the guy by the collar.

And then he put his finger into the mouth of the guy who was trying to bite his teeth.

“Suicide is difficult.”

It’s an obvious tactic.

To prevent information from being revealed, he commits suicide with poison hidden in his teeth.

After removing the means of suicide from him, I shook my hands and said.

“Now, shall we talk?”

“Keueuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck.

There are so many things I want to ask.

“Is this all your work?”

I pointed to the altar set up next to the port, the sacrificial items filling the beach, and the people who were astonished in various ways when they saw us.

“Sir, God will punish you!”

Although he was trembling with fear, he shouted that God would punish me.

It’s God’s punishment.

He doesn’t know that I am the one person in this world who will not fear God’s punishment more than anyone else.

“God… . “Who is the god you believe in?”

“Oh, Lord Jormungand will punish you!”

It’s a lie.

Although he glared at me with unwavering eyes, I was able to understand it instinctively.

That the god they believe in is not Jormungand.

“No, not those obvious lies.”

I grabbed the guy by the collar and pressed the tattoo around his eye with my hand.

“This is what you really believe. Azur, right?”

“Jormungand… .”

“Azur, god of the sea. “The tail of a god who lost his home in a destroyed world is engraved so clearly, but I don’t know why he’s telling such a lie.”

“What on earth are you saying… .”

The priest pretended to deny it until the end.

okay. I get it.

If you go that far.

I spoke to Gunther, who had cleaned up the last remaining pieces.

“Gunther, please tie this guy up.”

“Okay.”

“Go, how dare you! I am the priest of Jormungand! The one who insults me is Jormungand, the god I trust… “Ugh!”

Of course, that wasn’t the place to be scared.

While Gunther was covering that guy’s mouth, I pulled out the ink of truth from Kibisis.

A sacred object that can detect the truth and lies in all words and writing.

I sprinkled a drop between his eyes.

“Now, ask again. “Who is the god you believe in?”

“That’s foolish. You’re asking a question that already has an answer. Yes, Jormungand is my god!”

A priest shouts, showing blood vessels in his eyes.

However, contrary to his boasts, the ink on his forehead was turning bright red.

“I get it.”

It was working properly.

“Next question, are we really doing human sacrifice?”

“Yes.”

The food turned black again.

‘Crazy guy.’

I didn’t feel any guilt about sacrificing a human being.

It seemed as if it was natural.

My jaw tightened at the disgusting madness.

‘Well, all apostates are like this.’

Those who sacrifice someone for their own purposes without any hesitation.

I suppressed the feeling of my stomach turning and continued to ask questions.

“We are gathered here to unseal Azur, the god of this world, right?”

“It is blasphemy! “Do not make a mockery of our faith!”

This time it was vividly red.

I slapped the guy in the face.

Wow!

“Wow!”

“From now on, only answer yes or no. “I know that if I say something useless, there will be punishment.”

“You son of a bitch… .”

Wow!

“Wow!”

“All you are allowed to do is yes and no.”

The guy’s eyes were full of hostility.

“I guess that human sacrifice was ultimately meant to kill Jormungand?”

“cheeky! Our faith is in Jormungand… “Wow!”

Wow!

There was no need to hear an answer.

Because the answer turned red again.

It was confirmed that the goal was to kill Jormungand and bring down Azur, the god of the other world.

But two questions still remain.

“Are there people who help you other than God?”

“… … .”

The guy closed his mouth.

I think he’s trying to resist by saying he won’t answer anymore.

‘It won’t work out the way I thought.’

Because the truth ink sprinkled on my forehead was still red.

It was clear what he was thinking.

The food of truth did not only respond to the words and writings of the other person.

Read and react to the meaning contained in actions.

That is why it is ‘the ink of truth’.

Because it reveals the truth harbored by the person covered in food.

It was a moment when I realized why it was an S-class item.

Red.

“Is that helper Thor?”

“God will punish you.”

Instead of answering, the guy who said something random started trembling.

Blood flowed from inside the mouth.

The face began to turn an earthy color.

‘The poison was still there?’

no.

It’s not poison.

At that moment, the red whale tail symbol on its face began to glow.

The light gradually spread throughout the body, and the glowing parts began to become increasingly hideous.

A strange change in which horns appear on the head and scales appear on the skin.

The body of the strange creature began to swell more and more.

“Gunther! “Let go of him!”

At the same time as he said that, Gunther released the arms he had bound, and I smashed the head of the guy, whose appearance was no longer human, with a hammer.

Damn it!

“Ugh!”

That was the final death of the last guy.

I kicked the body of the guy who was crushed from the horns to the head by the hammer.

Boom, the body flew into the sky and exploded in the air.

Pow!

With the explosion, the poison that had spread throughout its body was scattered on the altar.

“This is self-destruction… is it?”

“It seems like they didn’t want to say who was behind it.”

But I saw.

Before it transformed, the food that was sprinkled on its head stained it red.

Because he chose to commit suicide to hide what he knew, the response was that it was a lie.

‘If Thor is really a helper… .’

It makes sense that in his past life, Thor had a reason to kill Jormungand at the right time.

The photos were particularly clear and elaborate, as if they had been put together.

‘It’s difficult.’

The biggest problem was that the god of mankind used apostates for his own self-interest.

Because it meant that they were more bastards than I thought.

Although it wasn’t certain information, the mere fact that it was a possibility was something to think about carefully.

“All the questions asked seemed like Zen questions.”

“Did it look like that?”

“Well, did you find out anything? I think the author denied most of your questions. “I couldn’t get the right information.”

I had no intention of getting a proper answer from him anyway.

This was just a procedure to confirm the authenticity of the news I had seen in my previous life.

“Is it really true that human sacrifice was performed to bring down the god of this world?”

“yes. That’s for sure.”

“But what about there being a person behind it…” . “You know something, right?”

“No, I asked just in case. “It’s a shame I didn’t hear an answer.”

I saw the priest who was now a miserable piece of flesh.

“What are you going to do now?”

I turned my head at Gunther’s words.

“Well, the priest just said that there was a monster… .”

“Not human… hey?”

“Did you just see it too?”

“Ahhhh, my God…” .”

There were citizens there who were hostile to us and trembled with fear.

It was normal for people to tremble, and some even fainted due to weak mental strength.

People who were deceived by the priest’s words and believed in human sacrifice.

Even if I was deceived, my guilt did not go away.

the problem is.

‘It’s not me who judges their crimes.’

For ordinary people who are not awakened, there is a legitimate judicial process to punish crimes.

You can’t apply the standards of an awakened person to ordinary people.

Unless they try to kill us.

If they had just seen that, they wouldn’t have tried to fight us.

“What was that just now?”

Gunther also asked me with surprised eyes.

“It was definitely the devil. He has never seen the devil in person, but he looks just like the one recorded in oral tradition.”

“It’s similar.”

“Are all apostates like that?”

“That won’t be it. “I only know that it has something to do with blessings from the gods of this world.”

Gunther fell silent.

“It’s a blessing from God… . “It’s similar to the gods who created guilds.”

Those words brought back the last memory of my past life.

How the apostles who believed in God gradually turned into monsters by their hands.

Some lost their egos like dolls, some lost their bodies, and some became devils.

The terrible scenes I had seen in my previous life overlapped before my eyes.

I closed my eyes tightly.

I didn’t want to see that anymore.

At least… .

I never wanted to experience the betrayal of people who believed in the gods as good again.

This is not for the greater good.

It’s just that I’m annoyed by the gods who lie and ignore fate.

“Dojin, are you okay? Why are you sweating so much? .”

When I opened my eyes to Gunther’s voice, I saw him examining my condition.

In that split second when I closed my eyes, sweat was pouring down from my entire body.

My whole body was drenched in sweat.

“… it’s okay. “I was thinking about the past for a moment.”

Let’s focus.

Now they have come to prevent Jormungand’s death and utilize him.

‘Wake.’

After catching my breath, I saw people under the altar looking at us with fear and hatred in their eyes.

We didn’t care how they looked at us.

The reason I helped them was because only by killing these apostates could Jormungand’s death be prevented.

“We need your help. “Does anyone have a boat?”

“… … .”

Everyone remained silent.

I just look at them with eyes filled with hatred and fear.

“Is there no one who can help you?”

“Leave!”

The old man looked at us and shouted.

“Well, you broke our hopes! Because of you we… .”

When the old man tried to blame us, Gunther glared at him as if he couldn’t understand.

“Murderer!”

“Our God will punish you!”

“kill it!”

“Report it to the police! “Catch all the murderers!”

Madness began to creep into the voices blaming us.

The voices that started as one person gathered together and grew louder.

It was then.

“We are here to help!”

A group of people were approaching the altar where Gunther and I were standing.

Even just a moment ago, these were people who were shut out of the city center and trembling in fear.