I Became a Mythical Hunter After Killing the Golden Goblin - Chapter 175

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Chapter 175. Untying the Knot
Power. The force to kill the living and resurrect the dead.
Those I sought vengeance against all wielded such power in their hands—entities that could be called the apex of South Korea itself.
Though some had descended from that pinnacle through generational shifts over time, it remained undeniable that they still possessed tremendous influence.
Even Lee Seo-yong, who had merely provided information without directly participating in the plan, was he not the master of the massive conglomerate Changsung?
Their cartel remained formidable and unshakeable.
“Seven.”
As far as I knew, there were seven targets for my vengeance.
Pushed to third place by my parents, and even after eliminating them, forever relegated to second place by the emergence of that monster Dangun Ji-hyuk—the current second-ranked Extreme Fist, Ha Il-gwon.
Third among the three major conglomerates, yet wielding such immense media control as to sway South Korean public opinion—the chairman of Sungyun Group, Sung Myung-chul.
Existing since the founding of South Korea itself, a pro-Japanese collaborator lineage, the head of the Buksan Min clan who wielded power through bloodline and wealth passed down through generations, and fourth-ranked Great Mountain Sword, Min Tae-san.
A pillar of the National Assembly, a five-term congressman who remained the center of the ruling party even in retirement, Kim Un-joong.
The hidden master of South Korea’s Ministry of Foreign Affairs, a true power broker with connections to massive overseas forces, Dang Chun-un.
The seventeenth president of South Korea, an absolute authority who positioned himself as mentor to the current president, Park Jung-hyun.
Finally, an entity whose true identity no one properly knew, whose face I myself had not seen until he appeared at my parents’ funeral—the leader of these seven. To exaggerate only slightly, fifty percent of all money circulating in South Korea was said to be his. A loan shark, owner of a massive bank, and seventh-ranked as a Hunter—the Golden King, Han Min-guk.
These were my targets for vengeance. Beings that mere wealth could never overcome.
Only with strength, connections, and money—all three—could I wage true war. Now, with all three in place, was the moment to achieve the dream I had yearned for both before and after my return.
‘Now destiny stands with me.’
Destiny is not absolute. I knew this from my conversation with the Pope. Destiny merely indicates the direction of the path we walk, not the destination itself.
But with destiny in my grasp, I could surely guide myself toward my desired destination.
My destiny’s destination is victory.
I rose from my seat. There was one place I needed to visit first. Leaving the hospital room, I took to the sky, flying toward Seoul’s most prominent building.
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With twenty-four wings, I soared through the heavens, savoring the power of the sky, yet I no longer concealed my strength. Instead, I unleashed my power freely, as if welcoming the arrival of a new absolute being.
The sky darkened to black. At least within South Korea, my existence would be unmistakably imprinted upon the world.
A single nation was nothing—I could influence it however I wished with my power. This was what a being could accomplish after shedding the standards set by humans called the alphabet and obtaining the status of a Divine Being.
Daylight faded to darkness, and from within that shadow, I flew toward the Dangun Guild.
The moment the massive building entered my vision, the sky tore open. Black demonic energy dispersed, and in its place, brilliant light descended along with rain the color of the sky.
Opening Heaven. Just as the legendary Dangun Wanggeom of ancient myth had opened a new era by heeding the will of heaven, the man who appeared before me poured forth radiance into my darkness.
Naturally, I allowed it. With my current power, I could have easily prevented it.
If I had intended to be hostile, I would not have covered the sky with demonic energy—I would have hurled that energy directly at the building.
Shrouding the sky in demonic energy was merely a gesture to welcome the arrival of a new absolute being, nothing hostile about it.
As the darkness faded and light illuminated the ground, and my face was revealed, Dangun Ji-hyuk was astounded.
It was only natural. The being he had dismissed as a mere fledgling mere days ago had returned as a powerhouse whose limits even he could not fathom.
“What kind of trials did you endure in the Tower of Ascension?!”
Ah, so he misunderstood in that direction? Well, if one had undergone the Tower of Ascension, it would be reasonable to assume that such growth in such a short time was possible only through the Tower of Ascension.
I withdrew the demonic energy. Instead, I lifted a brilliant sun above my head.
“It has been a long time, Dangun Cheonje.”
“It has been… some time.”
Still wearing an expression of disbelief, he soon completely relaxed his tension, took up his weapon, ordered his subordinates pouring out from the guild to return for combat preparations, and then positioned himself with me on the rooftop.
“So you intend to make your name known in earnest. Are you planning to begin your revenge for your parents?”
“I thought you might have done some background investigation. You seem to know more than I expected. I was under the impression that information was something you couldn’t possibly see.”
“Hmph! Mere insects clinging to power can hide things as much as they like.”
Yes, this is what a being at the apex of this nation should be like. Unbending, uncompromising, a wielder of power who overcomes all restraint and attack.
My parents were capable, but in this regard they were far too lenient and weak, which is why they suffered such a fate.
‘I will not suffer the same.’
I will not become Dangun Ji-hyuk. Nor will I pathetically suffer as my parents did.
“I will become The Emperor.”
At my words, Dangun Ji-hyuk’s eyes narrowed. His mind began to work to interpret the meaning behind my words.
“Former North Korean Territory. I will reclaim that land. I intend to build a new nation upon that territory, obtained by my own hand.”
The land that Dangun Ji-hyuk had partially reclaimed. When I lacked power, half was better than nothing, but now the situation was different.
It was land I had obtained with my own hands, risking my own life. I could not understand why the nation should possess half of it.
At my words, Dangun Ji-hyuk’s expression grew grave.
“Very well, the Former North Korean Territory is your land that you obtained, so if I overreach, you can reclaim it. But your next words—are you saying you will abandon South Korea as a nation? Create a new nation? Do you truly believe that is possible?”
A laugh escaped me. Of course it was possible. Power made the impossible possible, and the absurd privileges I possessed would aid that dream.
Life-extension procedures. Pure Golden and Mithril, the Tower of Ascension—none of these could be obtained without my permission.
“This nation disgusts me. I despise this nation with every fiber of my being. And yet it is also my nation.”
A nation where my enemies dwell. A nation that has never offered me aid even once, yet constantly plunders from me.
The place that drove me to the Orphanage and forced me to live a wretched life.
“Therefore, the new nation I have temporarily established will declare war on South Korea. That is the final opportunity I grant to South Korea.”
At my words, Dangun Ji-hyuk’s expression hardened further. He knew my power better than anyone else at this moment.
He knew I possessed the strength to obliterate an entire nation. I could do it alone, and with an easier method—by summoning only the Celestial Demons who are my subordinates, I could conquer not merely one nation, but the entire Earth.
Yet even so, Dangun Ji-hyuk raised his power as if to stop me here and now if circumstances demanded it. In the past, I might have marveled and bowed, but not anymore.
I scoffed at his full power and activated the Heavenly Demon Castle Divine Art.
The force of an absolute being descended upon the entire rooftop. The Dangun Guild building trembled in agony beneath the crushing pressure I unleashed.
Dangun Ji-hyuk, bearing the brunt of that direct assault, trembled violently, cold sweat streaming down his face as he was driven into the ground.
South Korea’s strongest, the world’s second-ranked Hunter—his all-out effort ended in a devastatingly hollow conclusion.
“Do not dare stand against me. I favor you. You showed me kindness, after all. And I doubt you’ll harbor any thoughts of resistance.”
Of course, despite my words, I harbored no genuine intention of waging war. In the end, it would be the people who suffered and died in such a conflict.
This was merely coercion. A contingency threat—a last resort should my plans unravel completely. Though the probability of that was nearly zero.
“If my enemies surrender their lives willingly, there will be no war.”
Yet those who wielded South Korea’s power and strength would never willingly lay down their lives for their homeland. But if the nation itself—if the people rose up—that would change everything.
Still, there was no real problem. If they refused, I could simply unleash my subordinates and crush them then.
But should it come to that, I would truly establish an independent nation based on the Former North Korean Territory—not as a temporary measure, but permanently. The world’s permission? I needed no such thing.
If I willed a nation into existence, it would exist.
Besides, South Korea held no merit for me whatsoever.
“In truth, I could hunt down my enemies right now and slaughter them all. What I offer instead is mercy. So go and tell them this: an absolute being comes to collect the lives of vermin. The Former North Korean Territory is mine to rule—do not dare think of laying a finger on it. Prepare the necks of my enemies instead. Then I shall show mercy and preserve at least the nation itself.”
Flutter.
Twenty-four wings stirred. My body lifted skyward, and the radiant sun that had blessed South Korea was withdrawn.
From darkness to light—I had witnessed a miracle in that single moment, and now, having perfectly concealed that divine sign from all who beheld it, I departed.
Conveying my message through Dangun Ji-hyuk was my final act of mercy. South Korea would have to seize this opportunity.
Otherwise, they would lose both my younger sibling and me—two absolute beings.
“Ah, one more thing. The Miracle Guild will come with me to the Former North Korean Territory.”
I needed to bring those capable of life-extension procedures. Ki So-young might object, but having already committed, she had no choice.
And Min Cho-rong and Gun-dan, the next generation’s Saint, would certainly follow me—so their choice was even less of one.
At my words, Dangun Ji-hyuk’s eyes wavered. I knew how deeply he loved Ki So-young, so my proposal was both an offer and a threat.
“Democracy. How noble. Yet this nation hardly deserves to be called democratic.”
In the end, it was merely packaging—a glossy wrapper concealing rotting, festering contents within.
“The Black Market will also come with me.”
They would welcome it gladly. They could save the money the state constantly extorted from them through interference.
With those words, I left the Dangun Guild and headed toward my second destination before proceeding to the Former North Korean Territory.

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