Badump! Hal’s fingers wrapped around the weapon as a faint chill ran up his arm. It wasn’t the kind of cold that numbed—it was the kind that bit, it was more like a cold whisper that gave you the chills, and sent your mind freezing. Slowly, he drew it out of the Forge. The first thing that caught his eye was the handle, which wasn’t metal. It wasn’t wood either. It was a bone, gray and veined, smooth yet rugged, as if it had been carved from the spine of something ancient. Strange runes coiled around it, without shimmering with lights as rune symbols normally did; it just lay etched into it, bold and cold. Then there was the blade itself, a long, curved edge of pure obsidian-black, thin and sleek, gleaming under the faint light that filtered through the jungle canopy. And right in the middle of the blade, a molten streak glowed like lava trapped in stone, it felt so cool, yet the feral vibe it gave off was unmistakable. Hal’s breath caught. The weapon was taller than his tor

The Hunters happily expressed their joy at seeing Hall, immediately standing up from their spot, and intending to approach him perhaps to give him a hug for swiftly taking care of their problem. But they immediately stopped in their tracks when Hal raised a hand to his lips, signalling for silence. The Hunters stood frozen, their faces a mix of confusion. Hadn't Hal taken out Leon already? What else was the issue now? Then, Green cautiously asked. "W-what's the matter?" Hal glared at the fainted Leon, the bastards who deserved a proper punishment rather than a knock to the head before fainting, then he spoke up. "Looks like Leon brought along unwanted visitors." He sensed a handful of presence hiding in the forest; right now wasn't the time to worry about some idiot curly-haired baboon, who called himself Loen. There were bigger matters at hand, after all. Shrug After sensing Hal's glare, the Kanarins undid their stealth and came out of the shadows, revealing themselves. At a

"Attack!"When the boss issued the order, the Kanarins rushed forward with their spears pointed in front of them in a stabbing position.The Jaguar mounts were initially at the forefront, before the Devil dogs mixed with them from behind, so when both sides collided, the mounts were the ones to suffer the first attack.Stab! Stab!The Kanarins got low, and pointed their spears upward and forward, catching the jaguars in their necks.Roar!The two animals, which had suffered the attack roared out in pain, as they trashed about, slamming away their oppressors in the process, before slumping to the ground, while they slowly bled out.Indeed, the mounts were just Mutant-tier monsters after all.The Kanarins who were thrown away by the attack from the dying mounts, swiftly stood up and joined the battle again, but this time the Devil dogs had fully joined the battle, and with their accurate hunting skills, had already dropped two Kanarins, reducing the total number to ten.At the same time

AARRRRGHHHH! The painful scream of the Boss monster resounded across the forest, silencing every other sounds. The lightning-induced flame rapidly burned its flesh, peeling the skin off it, and leaving it in a mangled, shredded mess. But this wasn't enough to completely end it. The effect of Hal's ruin spot, came to an end, and the Boss monster slumped to its knees, its head hanging between its shoulders, with smoke swirling up from its body. The monster was in a really bad state already; the lightning had had more effect on it, compared to when it struck Hal. This was due to two reasons, Hal reckoned. First, it was due to all those Qi impeding strikes, he had dealt him earlier. The accumulated strikes had totally stopped his Qi supply, making his body, just like that of an ordinary monster, with no special strength to resist, hence it had received the full brunt of the lightning, unhindered. Also, it may have been just a little, but the 'Lightning Orb' had slightly amplified t

Inside the second strongest and largest Guild, in Kansas, The Hollow Syndicate. A rather interesting news found its way to the owner of the Hollow Syndicate, and the currently active S-rank Hunter, Steven Holmes."Are you sure about this?"Does anyone knock on their boss's door with unconfirmed information?Chief of the recruitment department, Liam Ford, nodded his head."Yes, sir, we received this info from the Organization, earlier today."Every major Guild had one or two informants, within the Organization.It might not be a legitimate thing to do, but it was a necessary measure to stay one step ahead of the other Guilds. Keeping up with the latest news on emerging talent that may suddenly appear.However, earlier today, the inner informant of the Hollow Syndicate, had given a rather curious story. After careful consideration, Liam decided to visit his boss's office to share the news.'Why? Because the Vanguard Guild was involved.'So, he figured that this information was worth sh