Fresh blood seeped through the cracked asphalt of the Gatot Subroto Toll Road. The night air in Jakarta felt incredibly thick. It was tainted with the smell of copper and burnt flesh. Beneath a sky that burned as red as blood, the last remnants of humanity's defense line slowly crumbled.Eka panted heavily. His lungs burned like they were being pierced by a dozen needles every time he took a breath. As an E-Rank Hunter, his physical body could not yet gather the internal energy known as Qi. He certainly could not manipulate it. He relied purely on the last drops of his drained physical strength. His palms trembled violently as he gripped the hilt of a standard steel sword with a chipped blade. "Watch the attack from the left." Sopian yelled.Sopian vaulted over a pile of shattered concrete. The muscles in his arms bulged tight. As a D-Rank Hunter, his physical density was one level above Eka's. He could not control Qi yet, but the swing of his sledgehammer possessed pure destructive

Eka stepped out of the ruined minimarket. His boots stepped on the cracked asphalt slick with black fluids. The morning air brought no warmth, only the smell of sulfur, thick smoke, and the metallic tang of blood that pierced the lungs.Ahead of him, the sea of death was waiting.Hundreds of C-Rank Demons stood tightly packed, covering the entire main road. Their forms were disgusting. They were a mix of insects, reptiles, and wild dogs with protruding exoskeletons like armor plating. Their savage breaths echoed off one another, creating a thin mist in the cold air. They all stared at Eka with ravenous hunger. However, it was not the hundreds of C-Rank Demons that made Eka feel like he was being choked. On top of a half-collapsed pedestrian bridge, exactly fifty meters in front of Eka, two entities stood looking down at him. They were A-Rank Demons, the absolute peak of the food chain in this mortal world. The first was a three-meter-tall humanoid with blood-red skin. It wore the r

Drops of volcanic ash rain once again struck the ruined toll road asphalt. A cold wind blew fiercely, carrying the metallic scent of blood and spilled guts. The suffocating silence was instantly shattered by the delayed roars of hundreds of demons. Time began to tick again.The terrifying gravitational pressure that previously forced the Hellhound and Kuro-Oni to submit vanished without a trace. The Hellhound shook its massive head, looking confused. Liquid magma dripped from the giant dog's jaw, burning the human bones beneath its paws. Kuro-Oni quickly stood back up. He gripped his serrated katana tightly, scanning the area to find the source of the pressure that just forced him to kneel.However, no entity had descended from the sky. No god stood on the street. In the middle of the cracked little crater, there was only Eka's body lying face down, covered in blood.Suddenly, a low chuckle was heard. "HAHAHAHA. FINALLY. I CAN FEEL THIS SENSATION AGAIN."The voice came from the body

Rain began to fall, soaking the ruined toll road asphalt. The water droplets mixed with volcanic ash were a murky gray. The sound of the rain blended with the hiss of hot steam rising from the burning car wrecks around Eka. The rainwater slowly washed away the puddle of thick black blood beneath his boots. Eka stood with his shoulders rising and falling. The cold air pierced his bones, but the burning heat from the wounds on his stomach and right arm was far more dominant. Dozens of Forest Hound Demons surrounded him. They stalked forward with hunched postures. Their dirty black fur clung to the skin wrapped tight around their ribs. Thick saliva dripped from between their yellow, rotting fangs. The glowing red eyes of the E-Plus Rank predator pack were locked tightly onto Eka's body. A hoarse and heavy laugh echoed inside Eka's skull. "Just die right here, trash vessel." The Hellhound's voice sounded incredibly arrogant and full of mockery. "Your body isn't even strong enough t

The impact produced a deafening explosion. The air around them shattered. The shockwave swept up dust and asphalt gravel, forcing Siti to cover her pale face with both hands. In front of her, Eka stood in a crossed blocking stance. The God-Slaying Sword was wedged perfectly between the wide-open jaws of the centipede-wolf Demon General.The forward momentum of the Peak C-Rank Demon was brutal. Eka's boots dragged backward across the asphalt, carving two shallow trenches for two meters. His already torn left calf muscle now screamed under the pressure, spilling fresh blood that soaked right through his cargo pants. The bones in both of Eka's arms creaked loudly, groaning under pure physical pressure that was thousands of times heavier than his human body could bear. The red blade of the ancient sword was stuck between the demon's rows of sharp fangs. Thick green saliva dripped from the demon's jaw, landing on the sleeve of Eka's shirt. The fabric hissed and burned. The deadly acid m