I Became a Mythical Hunter After Killing the Golden Goblin - Chapter 110

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Chapter 110. Mythic-Rank Occupation
I checked my stats. Both the Limitless stat and the Pride stat had grown to C-rank—a staggering seven-tier increase by any measure. It was growth that defied all reason.
‘It must be because of the Tower of Ascension.’
C-rank Pride granted me an oceanic reservoir of mana and inner energy, while Limitless had evolved my body to absolute perfection.
I raised my hand. Extended it.
Crack!
The air shattered with a sonic boom, and the puppet’s abdomen tore clean through.
I hadn’t even used the martial techniques of The Sun Divine Art. It was merely a casual test strike. Yet the creature crumbled.
I exhaled in disbelief, reaching out once more toward the puppet still struggling to move.
This time, I channeled a new technique—one my future self would create, saturated with The Sun’s inner energy!
The Sun Divine Art
Martial Technique
Pierce the Sun
An attack that pierced through The Sun itself. With power enough to penetrate that magnificent, colossal orb, the force erupted from my palm and obliterated the puppet without leaving a single drop of blood.
“Hah…”
Just two punches. Barely thirty seconds had elapsed. My unique ability began to deactivate.
No backlash. The side effects that should have manifested were all erased by the rune’s blessing. Yet as the buffs rapidly faded from my entire body, an overwhelming exhaustion was unavoidable.
I drew a deep breath, steadied myself against collapse, and opened my inventory to summon a soul from my Territory.
《You called for me. Our contract…》
Indeed, this Fallen Angel was connected to that Entity. She knew of that being—the one bound to the pillar, neither dead nor alive.
Yes, that existence raising its head and opening its eyes…!
“Damn it!”
Guided by the intuition my Limitless stat granted me, I retreated without hesitation to the furthest point. Had that puppet master deliberately dragged out time for this?
The Entity shattered the iron chains binding it and rose to its feet. Though it wore human form, it was no human.
A Demon—no, something far greater. A Demon King—no, something even more tremendous. A Demon God.
An existence that commanded 72 Demon Kings and was worshipped by hundreds of millions of Demons.
〚Mythic Rank F Level 11: Divine Seat—Master of All Demons, an avatar of Solomon has manifested!〛
〚The target’s will is currently suppressed!〛
《Ah… Great and glorious Primordial Demon God! Most sacred Master of All Demons! Why… why do you appear in such a state!》
The Fallen Angel wailed, her spirit shattered, frozen in place as she stared only at the fragment of divinity.
“Damn it.”
This wasn’t the scenario I had envisioned. I was supposed to clear the Quest here and gain power.
But because of that puppet master bastard, what kind of mess is this?
This never ends. It keeps coming relentlessly. The problem is I have no moves left. Barely—my Regression cooldown still hasn’t finished.
This is genuinely difficult. As I thought this and considered fleeing—
〚Hidden Occupation Quest (1): Cleared the deepest Underground of the Holy Kingdom!〛
〚The next Quest will proceed immediately due to special circumstances! Reward settlement is deferred!〛
A message appeared. Yes. By revealing the identity of that Entity, I had completed the underground investigation the Quest demanded.
All that remained was the reward.
〚Hidden Occupation Quest (2): Divine Seat, Master of All Demons—Avatar of Solomon begins!〛
〚Hidden Job Quest (2): Divine Seat, Lord of All Demons—Solomon’s Fragment
Grade: Mythic
Rank: EX+
Description: You have discovered the apex of demonkind slumbering in the deepest underground of the most radiant and holy of kingdoms. Though the reason for his fragment’s presence here remains unknown, subdue this fragment of a god—severed from its main body and rendered an independent entity after being suppressed by Ji. Eliminate it.
Objective: Eliminate the Divine Fragment (0/1)
Success: Job Created: Lord of Ten Thousand Demons [Mythic-EX], Hidden Job Quest (3) Created, ???
Failure: Hidden Job Quest Permanently Destroyed, Item: Unidentified Golden Crown [Common-S] Destroyed〛
I’m losing my mind. I exhaled sharply. There’s truly no other way now. I even tried to draw out Longinus and activate it in desperation, but—
Kwaaang!
In an instant, the thick, suffocating demonic energy erupting from him tore Longinus from my grasp along with my right wrist.
“Gaaahhh!!!”
My scream was short-lived as I instinctively hurled my body sideways.
Boom-crash!
My body collided with the chamber wall and tumbled several times before finally stopping, but I was grateful the damage was only this severe. The spot where I had been standing moments before was now a mangled ruin, as if an explosion had detonated there.
‘Damn it.’
Is there only one way?
I can’t use Descent. The cooldown hasn’t reset, and more importantly, I have no souls to expend.
And use Longinus? It’s already been torn from me along with my right arm.
“Rune: Time—Hourglass.”
〚Will you use the cooldown reset ability of Rune: Time—Hourglass’s second function?〛
“Use it. Self-Reinforcement!”
〚The cooldown for Unique Ability: Self-Reinforcement has been reset.〛
〚Will you use it?〛
I grit my teeth and stare at the enemy before me. Now, merely advancing a few months ahead is insufficient. I must summon possibilities from a far deeper future—a distant, incomprehensible future.
I must call forth a version of myself strong enough to easily defeat this fragment of divinity.
“Destiny!!! Stop sleeping and wake up!”
〚Authority: Destiny opens the eyes it had been keeping closed and quietly, gently asks you:〛
〚Will you expend all the fortune you have accumulated thus far?〛
I gritted my teeth. Does this mean such a price is necessary? But I cannot retreat here.
If I do, I will die. Steeling my resolve, I poured mana into recovering my hand, then spoke calmly.
“Yes. Let’s try it.”
〚Authority: Destiny unleashes all the fortune it has been stockpiling in a single, torrential surge and grants it to you!〛
〚Your Destiny stat temporarily rises to S-!〛
〚Fortune capable of reversing causality itself pours down upon you!〛
Yes, now that I think about it, it was strange. Why couldn’t a Mythic-grade Destiny completely suppress a Legendary-grade Misfortune?
I had simply assumed it was because Misfortune, too, was ultimately an Authority wearing the guise of a Unique Ability. In actual contests of power, Destiny had always held a slight advantage.
But I was wrong. Since returning, Destiny had never revealed its full strength after that initial, overwhelming surge of fortune was unleashed.
It accumulated. It conserved. It waited.
Until it could no longer be spared. Until it could no longer be gathered. Until it could no longer be withheld.
And now was that moment. That impossible flow from back then—I feel it faintly now. The incomprehensible realm where causality bends to my will and I manifest the outcomes I desire.
That realm where, if you wish to kill an enemy, the outcome of their death is first ordained by fate, and only then is the process inserted into reality.
“Only once.”
I realized that with the power of fortune I possessed, I could only perform this feat a single time. And I used that fortune immediately.
〚Unique Ability: Self-Overcoming Strength [Mythic-EX+] manifests.〛
Summon forth. The strongest version of myself. That brilliant moment when the greatest possibility I harbor shines with radiance.
〚Immense heavenly fortune is entirely consumed!〛
〚Causality twists.〛
〚Destiny transforms.〛
At the end of the message, new possibilities begin to take root within me….
〚Error!〛
〚Error!〛
〚Error!〛
〚A summons beyond your capacity to bear!〛
I could not. The unique ability could not withstand it. I could not summon something so exalted. It was a descent that even a mere Legendary-tier unique ability—not even a Divine Authority—could not handle.
The unique ability judges swiftly. It lowers the threshold. It searches for a lower possibility.
〚Lowering!〛
〚A summons beyond your capacity to bear!〛
〚Lowering!〛
〚A summons beyond your capacity to bear!〛
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〚Lowering!〛
〚A summons beyond your capacity to bear!〛
Searching. Searching. Searching still.
And within this process, I came to understand. My potential is immense. At the very least, my limit was not to live out my days as a bottom-tier Hunter, only to die miserably.
I close my eyes. I feel it. Possibility blooms.
It blossoms brilliantly in full flower.
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〚Lowering!〛
〚A summons within the limits of what can be borne!〛
〚The future…〛
It is decided. Solomon’s avatar, sensing something instinctively, materializes in an instant and pierces through my left chest where my heart resides.
Pain floods through me. But it is too late. I grow.
Expanding. Expanding. Expanding. Growing ever larger.
It is not my body that grows. My tier, my power, my very soul ascends.
〚Divine Authority: Golden Tower LV 9 looks down upon the pathetic counterfeit.〛
Still arrogant and magnificently supreme, the Golden Tower’s consciousness takes form. It bore the visage of the Golden Goblin, resembling Golden.
〚Authority: Heavenly Fortune LV 9 prays for this pitiful and wretched scrap.〛
Heavenly Fortune, her beautiful face concealed beneath a pure white robe, materializes to my left, clasping her hands together and closing her eyes. As her prayer echoes forth, miracles spread across the world.
〚Authority: Misfortune LV 9 bares its ferocious and cruel fangs in rage.〛
The creature known as Misfortune, still concealing its form, materializes and roars and shrieks. At its howl, the world drowns in terror.
〚Authority: The Sun, most magnificent LV 9, merely gazes down upon all things from behind with noble and arrogant indifference.〛
The Sun, having absorbed even the remaining two fragments, becomes nothing but a radiant sun, rising above my head.
“Is this what it is?”
My potential. As I think this and attempt to move, hundreds—no, thousands upon thousands of messages flood my vision in an instant.
〚Authority: The great lord of demons…〛
〚Authority: The darkest abyss of the Pit…〛
〚Authority: Seven Sins—Pride…〛
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The countless authorities, unique abilities, runes, and skills that my future self possesses.
As they manifest, they guide me. Still with my hand piercing through my chest, toward the avatar that has turned to stone.
【Die.】
With a single word, everything my future self possesses pours forth. The divine avatar dies.
With a single word. Simultaneously, the powers that had dwelt within my body begin to fade one by one. The restoration of my body to its peak condition is merely a bonus.
And among the fading powers, the three authorities that linger longest whisper.
〚Authority: The Golden Tower says you are still far too weak. Thus, it shall grant you a hint.〛
〚The hint is a skill.〛
〚Authority: Heavenly Fortune simply prays for you in silence and departs!〛
〚Stat: Heavenly Fortune’s rank surges dramatically!〛
〚Authority: Misfortune bares its teeth and gazes upon you with a complex, subtle expression before vanishing!〛
〚Stat: Misfortune’s rank surges dramatically!〛
That was the end. My mind, pushed beyond its limits, could endure no longer.
〚Hidden Class Quest: Divine Seat…〛
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As the flood of messages ceased, I lost consciousness entirely.

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