I Became a Hunter with the Heavenly Slaughter Star Trait. - Chapter 86

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Episode 86

Episode 86

I ran blindly following the voice.

Colosseum Center.

There was a pillar of fire burning with tremendous intensity.

A pillar of fire that looked like it would burn my entire body just by looking at it.

This place had no particular explanation even in the blueprint.

-Whoooooosh!!!!

As I unconsciously stopped due to the overwhelmingly strong heat,

“You must go!!!”

The voice that had been guiding me shouted again.

-Rummmmmble!!!

“Aaaaaaahhhhh!!!!”

From behind, I could hear the screams of elves being torn apart by the saw blades.

Burn to death VS get shredded to death?

The number of survivors was already cut in half.

There was no time to think.

-Whoooooosh!!!

I leaped into the pillar of fire.

-Whoooooooosh!!!!

The hot flames engulfed my body.

“…Huh?”

But surprisingly, my body was fine.

Only my combat suit had burned away.

‘Which means…’

From now on, I’d have to fight without even the most basic protective gear.

I looked around my surroundings.

The space inside the pillar of fire was about the size of a basketball court.

And the number of elves who had broken through the pillar of fire was about 20.

Considering that the final number of survivors was 10,

this was already double.

Even so,

-Whoooosh!!!

“Huff, gasp!”

Elves were still breaking through the pillar of fire and entering.

23.

25.

27.

30.

Apparently,

there were some who knew about this pillar of fire trick from the beginning.

When it reached 30,

“…”

“…”

The elves inside the pillar of fire exchanged silent glances.

And then,

-Whoooooosh!!!

-Stab!!!

The elves inside the pillar of fire,

-Thruuust!!!!

began stabbing the elves who were entering behind them.

“Aaaahhh!!!”

“Ahhhhh!!”

Elves who collapsed without even being able to set foot in the pillar of fire.

Until no more elves tried to break through the pillar of fire,

-Stab!

-Thrust!

-Thruuust!!

the slaughter continued.

“Haa, haa…”

Huff, gasp…”

No more elves were entering the pillar of fire.

In other words,

‘From now on, all that’s left is killing each other.’

The already stuffy space filled with tension.

All 30 of them looked like cornered rats.

-Glance.

I assessed the elves’ positions with a sidelong look.

An instinctive action to kill them quickly along the optimal route.

-Grip…

Each elf readjusted their grip on their swords.

Even though their faces were covered by masks, I could almost see their expressions.

Skills were sealed.

Items couldn’t be used either,

the combat suits we had were burned away,

and our stamina wasn’t in perfect condition.

Of course they’d be anxious.

Moreover,

‘They must have entered thinking they would definitely survive…’

More than double the survivor quota was here.

What did that fact mean?

‘The test isn’t over yet.’

The elves’ swords that had been pointed toward outside the pillar of fire,

soon began turning toward each other.

No, to be more precise.

“…If we’ve come this far, we should follow the law of the jungle, right?”

Someone chuckled and muttered.

It was the one who had stabbed the most elves trying to enter the pillar of fire.

‘Law of the jungle?’

Why do these bastards always go on about the law of the jungle and survival of the fittest?

Don’t they know that the more they say such things,

the weaker they look?

“Everything is for His Imperial Majesty!”

“…For His Imperial Majesty.”

“For His Imperial Majesty…!”

The four or so who looked weakest were pushed toward the center.

‘As expected.’

Of course, that includes me too.

As a human, I was smaller in build than most elves.

Besides, the ones who entered the pillar of fire early on….

‘…wouldn’t know.’

How I moved outside.

Entering the pillar of fire means having basic skills.

They know this, so they’re working together to kill the weak first.

Should I consider this the instinct of survival of the fittest too?

-Swish!

I gripped my sword in reverse.

This way is more efficient for killing in one strike.

“…!”

One of the elves cornered in the center flinched when he saw me.

But that was only for a moment,

-Whoosh!!!

One elf burst forward first.

He wasn’t cornered,

But he didn’t look particularly strong either.

He probably moved faster because of fear.

Fear that he might be next.

-Swish!

Pretty fast.

And,

Cunning enough to aim for the waist instead of the neck.

Even if he can’t kill in one blow,

He intends to inflict a fatal wound first.

-Swoosh!

I naturally twisted my body to the side and deflected his sword.

And then,

-Clang!

When I lightly struck his blade,

-Whisk!

The sword flew away in an arc.

-Thud!

His hand awkwardly frozen in mid-air,

-Crack!

I grabbed and twisted it,

“Urgh!!!”

The elf staggered from unexpected pain.

-Thwack!!!

When I struck the staggering elf’s face with my knee,

-Crack!

The sound of his jawbone breaking rang out.

“This isn’t enough, is it?”

I can’t let the first one off easy.

I need to make an example of the one who attacked first.

-Thud!!!

I wrapped one arm around his neck,

-Rip!

And tore off his mask.

A delicate face typical of elves was revealed.

I met his eyes and grinned wickedly.

“I don’t have any particular grudge either?”

And then,

Deliberately using the hilt instead of the blade.

-Thud!!

-Crack!!

I struck his forehead until his skull cracked.

“Ah, ahhhhhhh!!!!”

The elf’s head was soon covered in blood,

-Thud!!!

-Thud!!!

-Thud!!!

But I didn’t stop.

“Urk! Gugh!”

Finally, the elf went limp, foaming blood at the mouth.

-Whoosh!

I lifted his body,

-Thwack!

And threw it at another elf who had pointed his sword at me.

“Argh!”

Toward the staggering elf,

-Thunk!

The sword I casually threw hit his thigh.

It must have hit the artery perfectly,

-Gush!!!!!

Blood spurted from his thigh.

-Thump!

When I kicked the head of the kneeling elf,

-Crack!!!!

His neck snapped back with two streams of blood from his nose.

He died in a pose that looked like some goal celebration.

-Hesitate….

-Hesitate….

Maybe because I killed the second one so quickly.

The elves who had been pointing swords at me began hesitating and backing away.

Meanwhile,

“Sp, spare me!!!”

“Please! I’m the same as you… Gah!!!”

The elves who had been cornered like me,

-Stab!

-Thunk!

-Thunk!

Were stabbed multiple times by their own kind’s swords and collapsed.

“Huff, huff….”

The elves, soaked in their kinsmen’s blood, looked toward me.

“We should kill that bastard first.”

When someone muttered, the remaining elves’ swords turned toward me.

“Is that so?”

I don’t know if I should call this good intuition.

Or bad intuition.

Should I thank them for finding their own place to die?

“These bastards who don’t even have the skills came all the way here…”

I grinned and stepped forward, one step at a time.

“They must be shitting themselves.”

Whatever the case, the opponents are elves, the strongest race in this world.

Even if it was just luck, making it this far means they have the skills to back it up.

Anyway, they survived the free-for-all,

and the colosseum traps too.

So even for someone like me,

taking them all on at once would be…

‘Difficult.’

But why am I not feeling nervous at all?

I’m actually calm.

I can’t use skills, items, or anything.

Far from feeling like my hands are tied,

I even feel like my body is light.

-Sshaaak!!!

A sword barely grazing past my neck.

One wrong breath and I’d be dead instantly.

‘This feels real, doesn’t it?’

But why is this fun?

-Swish.

I deliberately slipped between the swords.

-Thunk!

-Thwack!

Two swords simultaneously piercing the elves’ chests.

“…!!”

“…?!”

Before they could even register the blades that had pierced them,

I pushed them in deeper.

-Crunch!

Just twisting them slightly in that state,

blood spurted out like a fountain.

“Hahaha!”

This is totally like a water park.

Rather than pulling out the swords stuck in their hearts,

it’s faster to snatch the swords from the weakened elves’ hands.

-Whoosh!

As soon as I gripped the sword, I immediately threw it,

-Thwack!

Direct hit.

So why do you attack in groups?

Even throwing carelessly hits them all.

“This bastard…!!”

Of course,

that’s not the only problem with the elves.

-Claaang!!!!

Head-on confrontation.

Because of their overwhelming skill difference compared to other races,

they only engage in head-on battles.

-Stab!

I blocked the attack with one sword,

-Stab! Stab! Stab! Stab!

and cheerfully stabbed the side of the elf who was honestly trying to split my head open.

“Isn’t this a vital spot?”

“Ugh, huk! Gah!”

“Anywhere you stab is a vital spot, you bastard!”

What are you going to do by protecting your neck and heart?

Don’t you die when stabbed elsewhere?

-Stab!

-Thwack!

-Slash!

-Swish!

Stabbing, slashing, stabbing, slashing,

swinging my sword with excitement.

Before I knew it,

only 10 remained.

“Huh?”

Somehow,

no one else was attacking.

‘If it’s 10…’

It’s over.

They know this too,

so they’re not attacking anymore.

They’re just waiting for the horn announcing the end of the promotion trials to sound.

Wow,

these are pure…

Nothing but pathetic bastards.

Must be a racial trait.

“Survival of the fittest.”

As I muttered quietly,

-…!

-…!!

The elves were startled by my words.

“That’s your rule, isn’t it?”

-Flinch…

The more I stepped forward,

the elves began hesitating and backing away.

“Why are you backing out now?”

-Gulp…

“I’m saying I’ll play by your rules?”

-Swoosh!

I pulled out a sword stuck in the crown of a fallen elf’s head.

“St, stop!”

“The promotion trials are already over!”

“The 10 survivors have been decided!”

“The horn will sound soon!”

At those words, I raised my head to look up at the sky.

-….

-….

-….

I can see the ship floating in the air.

I can see the Elf Inspector preparing to blow the horn to signal the end of the Promotion Trials,

and the attendants getting ready to set off fireworks.

The flames of the Pillar of Fire are also gradually dying down,

-Waaaaaaah!!!

and the cheers from the elves in the spectator seats….

But,

not yet,

I don’t hear the horn sound,

the fireworks haven’t gone off,

the Pillar of Fire is still burning,

and the elves in the spectator seats don’t seem to know it’s over yet?

Then it’s not over yet, is it?

The completion notification hasn’t even appeared yet?

“Phew….”

That final sprint made me a bit out of breath.

I threw down my sword soaked in blood.

And at the same time,

-Bang!

-Pop!

-Blaaaaaaang!!!!

-Waaaaaaah!!!

The Promotion Trials had ended.

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