Eleven hunters for such a level. They must be pretty weak… Micheal judged inwardly as he stared across the marble field, at the supposed leader of the group. He had his hands tucked behind him, appearing casual and unassuming. Cassandra was different. She was starting to panic, upon seeing the size of the group and the scary looking men in their formation. She whispered to Micheal, “We can still turn back.”“Don't you trust me? It'll be fine.” Micheal smiled behind his mask. Soon, the two groups met in the center of the field. A tense wind wafted by, and only after a full minute, did the huge man speak. “Greetings, fellow hunters. That's quite a small hunting party you got there. Aren't you afraid of an ambush? You must be quite strong if you can challenge this level with only two members.”Micheal inwardly sneered. He didn't fail to notice the hidden threat in the man's statement. Rather than respond, he glanced at Cassandra instead. The lady snapped out of her daze. She chuckled

The underground cave quickly descended into chaos. The hunting party had split into two groups. One group was trying to track down the lady from the Phantom class, who had seemingly blended with the environment. As for the other group, their eyes flickered with malice as they slowly closed in on Micheal. Micheal chuckled and adjusted the mask on his face. He said with a smile, “You know, deep down, I was indeed hoping you were one of the scumbags who robbed people of their hard-earned rewards.”He reached into his pocket space and slowly retrieved a dagger with a jagged edge and a blood-red glint to it. Sharia’s blade. Brandon's eyes narrowed. He held out his hand and said to his companions, “Don't come any closer. That's an Epic-grade weapon. It most definitely has an enchantment.”“I'll personally tear this arrogant fool limb from limb.” He grinned and cracked his knuckles. “Boss, are you about to use that?” A lady asked from behind. Brandon nodded. “Naturally! I should fight an

Micheal and Cassandra returned to the mansion. Upon entering the foyer, they heard a clattering noise from the kitchen. Micheal went on high alert. He tossed his mask aside and immediately rushed up the twin staircase, heading straight for the source of the noise. Cassandra was right behind. They barged through the double doors and saw the place in a mess. Kara was on the floor, her body stained with flour. Frying pans and pots littered the aisle, their contents overturned. It was obvious that she had been trying to make some food. Micheal's mouth gaped slightly. He looked at Cassandra, and the lady covered her mouth, suppressing a laugh. “Kara,” It was only until he spoke that the little girl became aware of their presence. She flinched, springing to her feet instantly. “Sorry! Sorry! I'll clean up the mess right away…”“Kara, it's me. Calm down.” Micheal slowly approached her. The girl slowly raised her head, and her eyes widened instantly. “Oh, Micheal! Sorry about all this… T

[SEVERANCE] [SKILL TYPE: ACTIVE] [SKILL INFORMATION: FOR A DURATION OF 3 MINUTES, DESIGNATED TARGET WILL BE EXTRICATED FROM EXTERNAL EFFECTS SUCH AS BUFFS, DEBUFFS, HEALING] Micheal read the text with careful eyes. After reading, he raised his head in thought. Designated target? Do I count as a target? Could I, potentially, use the skill on myself? It might come in handy when I have to fight those Priests Cassandra spoke of… The boy cleared his throat and sighed dejectedly. “I haven't even had the opportunity to test out any of my other skills. I might have to set other matters aside for now and head to the highest floors. If I have skills like this, there's no doubt that others possess other insidious ones too.”“Outcast Law” was a skill that increased his stats whenever he was fighting without allies. “Divide” was a skill that could isolate any designated target in battle, locking them in an invisible dome that would prevent others from interfering in the battle. It was someth

Despite Cassandra calling to him, Micheal did not answer. His gaze was dead locked on the girl seated in a corner, and his feet carried him towards her without thinking. His figure cast a shadow over the blonde girl, causing her to look up with a terrible grimace. “What do you want? Please, go away.” She said in that tiny voice Micheal still remembered like it was just yesterday.He had originally wondered why she did not recognize him, before remembering that he was currently wearing a mask. And a cloak, for that matter. His true appearance had been completely concealed.Micheal contemplated revealing his identity, and at the same time, wondered if it was best to leave the girl be. After all, it wasn't like they'd been friends or anything. Amy had simply kept to herself back in Winchester. She did not necessarily help him, but she did not treat him terribly either. It did not occur to him that he had been standing there for more than a dozen seconds already. Other hunters in the ha