Chapter 63
Author: Aster_Pheonix
last update2026-05-08 23:59:10

The abandoned subway station breathed decay.

Rust clung to every inch of metal. Broken tiles crunched faintly beneath Miles’ boots as he stepped forward, the echoes of his movement carrying through the hollow underground like whispers of something long forgotten. The air was damp, thick with the scent of mold and stagnant water. Above him, fractured concrete beams sagged like broken bones, and the faint drip… drip… drip of water somewhere in the dark created a slow, suffocating rhythm.

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    Six bodies lay scattered across the shattered subway floor. Blood stained the cracked concrete while broken weapons rested beside lifeless hands. The metallic scent of death lingered heavily in the air, mixing with the faint smell of smoke and dust from the destroyed station. Miles stood in the center of it all completely unharmed, his breathing steady and his expression calm. Not a single trace of panic or exhaustion could be seen on his face, yet his mind was far from relaxed. His cold gaze drifted across the corpses briefly before settling on the single thought that refused to leave him alone. Shield Guild. “So they’ve already started moving,” he muttered quietly. The realization settled heavily in his chest. This was no longer simple recruitment pressure. Sending hunters after him inside the Outlands meant they had already crossed a dangerous line. Whether the order came directly from the guild or from someone acting behind the scenes no longer mattered. The threat was real

  • Chapter 66

    Six bodies lay scattered across the shattered subway floor.Blood stained the cracked concrete while broken weapons rested beside lifeless hands. The metallic scent of death lingered heavily in the air, mixing with the faint smell of smoke and dust from the destroyed station.Miles stood in the center of it all completely unharmed, his breathing steady and his expression calm. Not a single trace of panic or exhaustion could be seen on his face, yet his mind was far from relaxed.His cold gaze drifted across the corpses briefly before settling on the single thought that refused to leave him alone.Shield Guild.“So they’ve already started moving,” he muttered quietly.The realization settled heavily in his chest.This was no longer simple recruitment pressure. Sending hunters after him inside the Outlands meant they had already crossed a dangerous line. Whether the order came directly from the guild or from someone acting behind the scenes no longer mattered. The threat was real either

  • Chapter 65

    The moment the command left the leader’s mouth, “Kill him,” the subway station erupted into chaos.Five hunters surged forward in perfect coordination, their movements sharp, practiced, and undeniably lethal. Steel flashed beneath the dim station lights as blades carved through the air from multiple angles, every strike calculated to end the fight instantly.For anyone else, it would have been unavoidable.For Miles, it was slow.His perception sharpened with unnatural clarity. Time did not truly stop, yet it felt as though reality itself had bent around him. Every footstep, every twitch of muscle, every flicker of killing intent unfolded clearly before his eyes.The first attacker rushed from the front, aggressive and direct, his blade aimed straight for Miles’ throat. The second came from the right, low and fast, targeting his ribs. The third moved silently behind him with precise, measured steps while the remaining two lingered for a fraction of a second, waiting for the perfect mo

  • Chapter 64

    Miles took a slow step forward. “Do you really think I’m that stupid?”None of them spoke now.None of them moved. Miles’ gaze swept across the group—slow, deliberate, dissecting.“You’ve been tailing me since the city,” he continued. “Keeping your distance. Watching. Waiting.”His lips curved faintly—not into a smile, but something far less forgiving.“That’s not curiosity.”Another step.“That’s intent.”The leader’s expression darkened.Miles didn’t stop. “You’re not scouts,” he said flatly. “You’re not here to learn anything.”A pause.Then—“You’re bandits.”The word echoed.Heavy.Ugly.Real.One of the men flinched.Another cursed under his breath.Miles’ voice remained steady as he continued.“The outlands,” he said, “no laws. No surveillance. No immediate response from the association. He gestured faintly around them.“A perfect place.”His eyes sharpened.“To rob hunters.”Silence.Oppressive.Unavoidable.“It happens all the time,” Miles went on. “Groups like yours… targeti

  • Chapter 63

    The abandoned subway station breathed decay.Rust clung to every inch of metal. Broken tiles crunched faintly beneath Miles’ boots as he stepped forward, the echoes of his movement carrying through the hollow underground like whispers of something long forgotten. The air was damp, thick with the scent of mold and stagnant water. Above him, fractured concrete beams sagged like broken bones, and the faint drip… drip… drip of water somewhere in the dark created a slow, suffocating rhythm.Miles stood still.His senses stretched outward, sharp and alert—far beyond what any ordinary hunter could perceive. Every subtle shift in air, every faint scrape of movement, every suppressed breath hidden in the darkness… he felt it all.They were here.And they knew he knew.For a moment, nothing happened.Then a low clap echoed through the station.Clap… clap… clap…From the shadows ahead, a figure stepped into view.A man in his late twenties, dressed in dark combat gear reinforced with light armor

  • Chapter 62

    The air shifted instantly—heavier, wilder, more dangerous.But to Miles… It felt familiar.Comforting, even.He didn’t waste time. His body leaned forward— And he sprinted.---Not far away— Hidden behind a cluster of rocky formations—Six figures watched silently.Hunters.Their gear was more refined than the average Outland scavengers. Their posture, disciplined. Their presence… intentional.One of them lowered his binoculars.“That’s him.”The others focused their gaze.Miles’ figure disappeared into the distance at high speed.The man at the front—clearly the leader—reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone. He dialed a number.It rang once.Then— “Speak.”A cold voice answered from the other end. The leader straightened slightly.“He’s entered the Outlands.”A brief pause.“…Good.” The voice on the other end was calm.“You know what to do.”“Yes,” the leader replied.Another pause. Then— “Failure is not tolerated.” The line went silent.The leader lowered the phone slowly.

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