I Became a Mythical Hunter After Killing the Golden Goblin - Chapter 177

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Chapter 177. Tying and Untying the Knot (3)
Justification. A grandiose word, yet simple in essence. The de facto leader of this nation’s Hunters was defecting to my side with a legitimate cause.
That cause was naturally the truth behind my Parents’ incident—they who had once stood at the pinnacle of this nation as great heroes.
Since I was someone who had directly experienced that event, witnessed it unfold, and harbored dreams of vengeance, I surely possessed clear evidence. There could be no better justification than this.
The two leaders of South Korea’s Hunter industry—Dangun Cheonje and the Association Chairman—defecting to my side would inevitably draw all Hunters toward me, regardless of public opinion.
On my way to the Hunter Association, I confirmed the System’s favor, counsel, and warning—a presence that had dominated one corner of my vision since the moment I arrived on Earth.
〚Dimension: Earth. A new Divine Being has been born!〛
〚Dimension: Earth. Decide whether to elevate the System’s grade!〛
〚Upon elevation, many things will change—ranking assignment, grade assignment, connection to the Middle Realm, and more!〛
〚If you refuse, your status in Dimension: Earth will be severely restricted!〛
The dimension of Earth could not bear my status as a reborn Divine Being. If I fully unleashed my true stature, problems would inevitably arise. So before that happened, I would elevate Earth’s grade to resolve the issue.
‘So the dimension’s grade is rising?’
Lower Realm, Middle Realm, Upper Realm, Abyss Realm.
It seemed to be the same process as determining a dimension’s grade in this manner. And I had no intention of squandering this opportunity carelessly.
Dangun Ji-hyuk had witnessed my power with his own eyes and felt it throughout his entire being. But the Seohwa Group Chairman was still weighing his options.
How much power did I truly possess? Could I really stand against all of South Korea?
No matter how immense the immediate gains, if they were a poisoned chalice capable of killing him in an instant, he would never drink from it.
‘He’s also troubled because I haven’t mentioned the life-extension procedure.’
The strongest and greatest card—known only to a select few members of the Miracle Guild including Ki So-young, Dangun Ji-hyuk, and myself.
If I played that card, establishing a nation would hardly be difficult. I even had the justification of reclaimed territory. Perhaps powerful nations’ leaders would rush to help?
But my goal was not to establish and govern a nation—it was to devour South Korea and successfully complete my vengeance.
In any case, I needed to demonstrate absolute confidence in my power. Once this System’s level increased and rankings were assigned, everyone would understand clearly.
Who the Divine Being born on Earth was. What existence dared not be opposed. Who the true master of this land was.
Upon arriving at the Association, I moved forward without anyone’s assistance, heading straight for the elevator to the top floor.
I suppressed everyone who panicked and tried to stop me with my overwhelming presence.
The moment I entered the Chairman’s Office, a man came into view alongside the Association Chairman.
“What kind of crazy bastard! Do you know the Chairman? Damn it! What’s the Association doing not stopping such a vagrant? Some cosplaying lunatic?!”
The clothes I currently wore were martial robes—robes granted only to the Celestial Demon Saint, robes for the Celestial Demon Saint, robes that accentuated the Celestial Demon Saint’s majesty. Resplendent martial robes woven with black and golden light.
Martial robes that appeared somewhat alien to modern eyes. Watching this man mock such attire, I felt murderous intent ignite within me.
The Association Chairman, who understood my emotions better than anyone, tried to hurriedly stop me, but would this arrogant fool who considered himself the Chairman’s lackey even listen to his words?
After glaring at the Chairman once, he shot to his feet, his already scowling face—creased from prior frustrations—contorting further as he approached me.
It was clearly a declaration of intent to vent his stress on me.
“Hey. You bastard. What are you? Did you glue your mouth shut? You’re hopeless. No manners whatsoever.”
South Korea’s second-ranked Hunter. An S+ grade Hunter evaluated as being just one step away from SS- grade. A man who squandered the finest elixirs like water through his authority, monopolizing every excellent skill, yet lacking the talent to cross that final threshold for nearly eight years—a pathetic wretch.
Extreme Fist, Ha Il-gwon.
His fist struck my shoulder. Power was behind it. Naturally, he hadn’t infused mana—had he done so, an ordinary person’s shoulder would have shattered instantly. So he possessed at least that much judgment.
Still, it was presumptuous.
“Huh? Try speaking…!”
Ha Il-gwon could say nothing more. I had reached out and covered his mouth.
He panicked as though experiencing such humiliation for the first time. And the moment that panic transformed into rage.
I raised my other fist and drove it straight into his abdomen.
Thwack!
The sound was far too alien and grotesque to be described as merely punching someone in the stomach. The moment I released my grip from his mouth, Ha Il-gwon convulsed in agony, vomiting blood in torrents.
The Association Chairman was the most shocked by this display.
“What is this?”
Incredulous, he was bewildered at how I could bring South Korea’s second-ranked Hunter to his knees with a single blow.
And I opened my mouth toward him.
“Association Chairman.”
He flinched at the complete absence of respect in my tone, but this coward lacked the courage to question someone so visibly transformed, so he bowed his head and answered.
“…Speak.”
“You have evidence regarding my parents’ case, don’t you?”
“….”
Silence. That was confirmation. Yet he couldn’t answer because he knew the man before him was directly involved in that very incident.
How fitting for a man who had closed his eyes and covered his ears while his master and friend were dying.
This is precisely why I’ve never cared for him. We might use each other, but I’ll never trust him in this lifetime.
‘For now, he’s useful enough.’
I use what I need. To ease his anxiety, I seized Ha Il-gwon by the throat as he lay retching on the floor and hauled him to his feet.
My enemy. The bastard who had struck down my parents—those heroes who had fought desperately in the very first gate of legend to protect this nation—and personally orchestrated their banishment to the Abyss.
“What should I do with you?”
“Sh…it! You… what are you! What are you doing to me!”
I pulled him close, his face contorted in pain, his speech slurred, and whispered into his ear. Who I was. Whose child I was.
“The child of the two heroes you betrayed and exiled to the Abyss.”
At my words, his face went rigid, and as he stared at me, terror seized him and he convulsed.
“Now you know who I am? Then you must know what will become of you?”
He would feel death. The scent of death he’d never contemplated would drive him mad. I subdued him with Man-byeon, which had transformed into restraint chains.
“H…how did this happen?”
“I’ve grown stronger. Strong enough to be certain I’d win even against the world itself. So decide. Will you join hands with me for revenge, or become my enemy and fight? Fair warning—the moment you oppose me, you become my sworn enemy.”
The power of the Celestial Demon Divine Art filled the Chairman’s Office, pressing down upon him. Finally, the coward relented, nodding his head and declaring his obedience to my command.
After issuing him several orders, I threw Ha Il-gwon into my Territory and departed.
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Now for the final move. Having arrived at another location, I headed straight to one place.
The Black Market. Returning here after so long, it remained as dark and gloomy as ever, yet an enormous crowd had gathered.
“Let’s fly.”
I had no desire to be jostled by pedestrians. I released my true form and unleashed my power, letting loose the dignity I had been suppressing.
This was not Earth. This was Abyss territory—a place sufficient to withstand my presence.
Everyone in the Abyss froze. Insignificant creatures could never obstruct the passage of a divine being.
Unless they were among the strongest who lived among gods in the highest dimensions like the Supreme Martial Realm, none could move before my presence.
As I flew above them and arrived at Black Money, naturally it was the Language Caster who greeted me.
“What… who are you?”
Toward the small woman who staggered backward in shock beyond mere astonishment, I smiled faintly and bowed my head lightly. It was the best courtesy I could offer.
I recognized her as someone close to a benefactor. The only person I felt gratitude toward after my return. Of course, it wasn’t entirely without compensation, but she was a woman who had treated me with trust and goodwill from the beginning.
Besides, there was something rather endearing about her.
“It has been a long time. I hope you have been well?”
I suppressed my presence again. A sense of suffocation washed over me, as if wearing excessively tight clothing, but I endured it.
I withdrew my power. Through the Heavenly Demon Castle Divine Art, my strength transformed into something colorless, becoming indistinguishable from an ordinary person.
Only then did Seo Ye-rin approach me again, her expression one of shock.
“How is this… possible…”
“Hard work makes anything possible.”
At my playful remark, Seo Ye-rin frowned deeply and entered the building with a pout. Watching her, I chuckled softly before hurrying after her into Black Money.
Once we arrived at her office, we began catching up on everything we had missed.
Starting with simple greetings and moving through various topics, I gradually built up my resolve before laying out the plan I had been contemplating to her.
“Oh! I love it!”
It was surprising to see Seo Ye-rin express her emotions so passionately. Apparently, the corrupt power brokers of South Korea had squeezed her pockets thoroughly enough that she cheered and rejoiced with genuine enthusiasm.
Indeed, these Hunters could precisely sense the extent of my power and made quick judgments. A strength incomparable and unrivaled—supreme above all.
“But… is it… possible… with strength alone… no.”
“Life extension procedures. The Tower of Ascension. Absurd items from the Black Market. And the Dangun Guild on top of that. Once I consume South Korea, I plan to open the Former North Korean Territory to Hunters. It’s a place with an enormous number of Dungeons and Hidden Zones ripe for growth.”
Seo Ye-rin’s mouth fell open at my words. Particularly, the life extension procedure I mentioned first was a fatal blow.
“Life… extension?”
“Yes. Using Hidden Items I obtained from the Abyss, I can extend lifespans. Not infinitely, of course. But wouldn’t it add at least several hundred years? Though I don’t intend to extend it that far. For you, Language Caster, I would make it so.”
Aside from my martial power, this was the greatest strength I possessed.
Absolute authority capable of bringing every power broker on this Earth to their knees before me.
“Then I understand we’re doing this together. How long will it take to move our main base to the Former North Korean Territory?”
At my question, Seo Ye-rin tilted her head before opening her mouth.
“If I… move Black Money… the Black Market… follows.”
Right, this wasn’t even land attached to Earth.
“We’ll close for a few months. I’ll cover any losses.”
“It’s fine. If we succeed… the gains… will be greater.”
I nodded and rose from my seat. With all preparations complete, I headed toward the Former North Korean Territory.
“System, activate.”
I proclaimed my identity to the entire world. A divine being had descended upon this land.

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