The void felt absolutely freezing. Pitch-black darkness swallowed the subconscious dimension, cutting off all sounds from the real world. Sopian's ragged breathing, the sound of tearing flesh, and the fiery explosions from Aris's sword suddenly vanished without a trace. Eka fell to his knees. His body in this dimension mirrored his physical condition in the mortal world. His shirt was torn to shreds, soaked in the black blood of the demon he had just killed. He coughed violently. Clumps of blood spilled from his mouth, staining the invisible surface beneath his knees. The surge of Qi that had just exploded to break through to a Level C Hunter was still thrashing inside his veins, struggling to adapt. Right in front of him, hovering ten feet above the ground of nothingness, a gaunt-faced man sat cross-legged in the air. Sabeni looked down at Eka. The man rested his chin on the back of his hand. His glacier-cold eyes showed no hint of sympathy. There was only the pure arrogance of a

The sound of colliding metal resonated all the way up to the top of Camp Bogor's steel walls. The heavy blast that struck the main gate made the concrete floor under Budi's boots tremble violently. The man almost lost his balance.Budi swallowed hard. As a Level B Hunter leading the western gate division, his instincts immediately read the scale of that impact. That was not an attack from a pack of low-level wild demons. An explosion that loud could only come from a mid-to-high tier Demon going on an absolute rampage."Commander! Something is breaking down the gate!" yelled a guard with a deathly pale face. His hands shook wildly as he gripped his makeshift rifle."Open the main gate right now!" Budi roared. He pulled his greatsword from his back. The veins on his neck bulged hard. "Those Hunters we used as bait must all be dead in the Northern Sector by now. Only a Level B Demon could output that kind of destructive power. Ready your weapons! I'll chop it

Eka and Budi's gazes met under the dim light from the remaining embers in the fireplace. Budi stood tall with his thick rock-plated sword raised high. His eyes looked at Eka with deep satisfaction, waiting for a plea for mercy from the young man cornered against his bedroom wall. Thin smoke billowed from their previous weapon clash. The sharp smell of dry earth mixed with sweat filled the air in the room."Do you have any last words you want to say, you damn Hunter?" Budi repeated his question. His laugh sounded degrading, echoing among the destroyed furniture. "Did you think you could enter my room undetected? You must have killed my guards outside. But in front of me, you are just a breathless little kid. Where are the rest of your friends? Did they leave you here to die alone?"Eka did not say a single word. His breathing was rapid. His right wrist throbbed with pain, as if a rusty nail was driven right between his bones. The young man stared into Budi

The sound of heavy metal smashing against the interrogation room's steel door was deafening. The walls of the central headquarters hallway shook violently. Baskoro stood with a beet-red face just five steps away from the door. The Supreme Leader of Camp Bogor hadn't had the chance to walk far when an incredibly thick aura of death seeped out from the gaps of the room. He felt an aura that made the hairs on his neck stand up, followed by the very clear sound of cracking bones. "Destroy the door right now." Baskoro roared. The veins on his neck bulged hard. Four large-bodied guards swung their Qi-coated sledgehammers simultaneously. The ten-centimeter-thick steel door dented inward. Its hinges screamed, nearly detaching from the concrete wall. Inside the dark room smelling of metallic blood, Eka pressed his chest. Fresh blood dripped from his nose, falling onto the floor already wet with the blood of t

Time in the narrow hallway seemed to stop. The tip of Baskoro's metal-element coated giant axe was less than a handspan from Eka's forehead. However, the heavy weapon never landed. The air around them suddenly became incredibly dense and heavy. The throat-choking smell of sulfur mixed with bone-piercing cold seeped out from the shadow beneath Eka's boots. Baskoro widened his eyes. Cold sweat instantly drenched the hard-faced man's temples. His B-Rank Hunter instincts screamed a lethal warning. He roughly canceled his axe swing, pulled his body back, and leaped backward until his spine crashed against the remaining concrete pillars in the middle of the hallway. "What is this?!" Baskoro yelled in panic. He pointed his axe forward, his eyes staring at Eka's shadow that now spread to cover the hallway walls. Eka did not answer. The young man coughed violently. Fresh blood spurted from his mouth, staining