Infinite Evolution Hunter - Chapter 120

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120
Everyone fell silent at the grotesque form of Ophanim bursting through the Gate, their eyes drawn upward by its colossal size.
Ophanim descended slowly, its numerous rings—each easily ten meters in diameter—rotating lazily and without purpose.
“Brother, you said it has combat abilities on par with Blue Dragon, right?”
“That’s right. Not the weakened Blue Dragon we fought before—a Blue Dragon at full strength.”
As Ophanim reached the midpoint between the Gate and the ground, light blazed from its countless eyes, radiating outward in all directions.
The world turned blindingly white, as if a colossal sun had descended to the earth itself.
“Aahhh!”
“Bae Na-young?!”
“Corruption… it’s broken.”
That radiant light swept away Bae Na-young’s violet curse like dawn dispelling darkness.
Corruption had made it easier to hold back countless angels, but the moment it shattered, even the sixth-tier angels and below swarmed forward without restraint.
While I was preoccupied fending off the attacking angels, Ophanim’s multiple rings aligned, creating a hollow center.
From that hollow core, concentrated light erupted forth—a blast whose power dwarfed anything hundreds of Princhipatus could unleash.
I stepped forward, my body enlarged, crossing my arms to meet the beam head-on.
The armor, which could withstand molten lava, burned and crumbled under the sun-like heat. But it wasn’t heat alone. The impact fractured and shattered the armor, exposing the skin beneath to searing flames.
“Brother!!”
Bae Na-young cast a mana shield to protect me.
Crash!
The power and compatibility were all wrong—it shattered instantly without holding for even a moment.
While I remained locked in place, blocking the beam, the angels concentrated their barrage on my allies behind me.
‘Bae Na-young, protect the others instead of me!’
I pleaded with her, knowing she could read my thoughts.
I wanted nothing more than to break free and obliterate Ophanim, but if I abandoned the front, the burden on everyone else would only multiply.
At last, the beam ceased. My scorched skin, still sizzling and bubbling, regenerated in an instant.
After careful deliberation, an idea struck me.
I manifested a spear from my palm with the same technique I used to draw a blade from the back of my hand.
A spear tip protruded a handspan from my right palm; I grasped its end with my left hand and pulled it forth.
The spear was long and sharp, its form elegantly simple. Yet in my enlarged state, it matched my proportions perfectly.
Since the spear was born from my body, it readily accepted my aura. As I pushed my aura to its limit, the black spear blazed crimson.
I leaned my body back, drove power through my feet, and unleashed every muscle fiber to its breaking point as I hurled the spear.
Roooaaarrr!!!
The spear tore through the sound barrier, the air itself parting violently in its wake.
From the moment I began my throw, the angels had crowded densely before Ophanim. My aura-laden spear pierced through them effortlessly.
Yet despite the abundance of aura infused within it and the force of my throw, after penetrating over a hundred angels, the spear lost its momentum and shattered, falling to the ground.
Even if it had connected, I couldn’t guarantee a one-hit kill. With so much interference, the spear never had a chance to reach its target.
Ophanim’s rings began realigning. Another beam would come soon.
I glanced backward. They were holding, but fatigue and injuries were accumulating. If I remained pinned here blocking beams, the line would collapse first.
Ice Breath wouldn’t reach. Poison was useless too. Scattered aura strikes would be blocked before hitting it, and projectiles had already proven ineffective.
As I searched for a solution, a simple shift in perspective struck me: an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth—I would meet its beam with my own.
I drained every last bit of life force from the angel corpses scattered around me. The red particles of life force rose from all directions and flowed into my body.
Living beings instinctively guard their life force, making absorption more difficult the greater the distance, but the residual life force clinging to dead flesh was far easier to extract.
The life force in corpses was naturally incomparable to that of the living. However, with so many bodies surrounding me, the total amount I could absorb was substantial.
As I was reborn into a dragon’s body, my life force storage capacity had expanded several times over, and I pulled every ounce of it to the limit.
And just before Ophanim’s rings aligned completely.
I converted the gathered life force into aura, stretched both hands forward, and released it.
The energy pouring from my hands was comparable to the massive output Helen had unleashed when using the Gate.
My body literally cracked and tore from releasing life force beyond my output limit. Helen had died with her body splitting apart, but fortunately, I possessed a regeneration skill. As my body cracked and tore, I simultaneously healed.

Around the thick, crimson aura beam, red sparks scattered like electricity in all directions, and the angels struck by even the smallest sparks exploded and died.
Just before my aura beam struck, Ophanim’s rings aligned and its light shot toward my beam.
With a deafening roar, the two energies collided. As the beams crashed together, they split and scattered in all directions, incinerating countless angels.
However, its energy was far more concentrated and refined than mine, so I was gradually pushed back. It wasn’t without reason that Gaff said it was as powerful as a dragon.
“Focus, brother.”
Bae Na-young rose using levitation magic and placed both hands beside my head from behind me.
Bae Na-young’s mana control far surpassed mine. She accessed my consciousness and taught me the technique of controlling mana, helping me compress my aura.
With Bae Na-young’s assistance, the thickness of the aura beam I had recklessly released gradually decreased, and the sparks scattering in all directions were contained. The more concentrated it became, the more powerful it grew, and it no longer yielded to Ophanim’s beam.
Ophanim too seemed to be running low on energy, as the angels around it shot their light toward Ophanim to gather it. Not to be outdone, I absorbed the life force from the dead angels to replenish my energy.
“More…. More….”
The aura I was releasing initially had a thickness of about one meter, but with Bae Na-young’s help, it gradually compressed to about thirty centimeters, reducing its area to one-tenth while increasing its power tenfold.
Ophanim’s beam struck my compressed aura beam and split apart in all directions.
I gathered every last bit of aura remaining in my body, pushed forward with both hands as if clapping them together, and poured out the aura.
My aura split Ophanim’s rings.
I stopped releasing aura. There was exhaustion from the all-out aura release, but I was recovering life force in real time.
With its rings severed, Ophanim crumbled like rusted metal weathered by ages and fell to the ground.
“Five minutes remain.”
“We can stop it now!”
Hong Long and Akiko cheered as they watched Ophanim fall.
The number of angels had drastically decreased from my collision with Ophanim, and with Ophanim gone, there was no reason we couldn’t hold the line.
For some reason, no more angels descended from the Gate….
It was strange. The angels had stopped coming down, and the remaining ones had ceased their attacks on us.
Every angel bowed reverently toward the Gate. At that sight, our gazes turned skyward.
A being beyond the massive Gate. Its size was so enormous that despite the Gate being one hundred meters across, only a portion of its body was visible.
It rolled enormous eyeballs over twenty meters in diameter, gazing down at the situation below. The eyes were so massive that merely moving them produced sounds that reached us here.
Beside the large eye were countless smaller eyeballs attached.
Behind those were densely packed wings, and only a portion was visible, making their full size impossible to gauge. The main body was obscured by feathers and eyes, its true form unknowable.
Gaff had not described Metatron’s appearance, but I could tell. That was Metatron.
“That thing…. It can’t come down, right?”
Yang Sang-heon pointed upward with his finger.
“Probably.”
Since it came from a demon’s mouth, I couldn’t be certain either. Never before had I felt so overwhelmed when facing any enemy. Could I actually stop something like that if it descended?
I felt more grateful than ever that Earth was protecting us.
Everyone watched in silence, unable to speak, when Metatron moved several of its massive wings, forcing the wing tips into the edges of the Gate.
Crackle!!
The wings were burning away, yet its eyes remained unchanged as it looked down upon us, as if feeling no pain.
“Brother… it really can’t come down, right?”
Yang Sang-heon’s face crumpled as he whimpered.
“It said it couldn’t fully unleash its true power even if it descended.”
Indeed, the creature’s wings were burning away against the Gate’s protective barrier. I couldn’t tell how much the wings affected the true body’s power, but if they burned away completely before it descended, there was no doubt the true body wouldn’t be able to exert its full strength.
Then an angel approached before Metatron’s eyes.
It was an angel clad in silver armor, wielding a sword forged from shimmering light.
It approached the Gate and raised the sword high.
“Wait….”
I couldn’t just watch any longer. I gathered my life force and released an aura.
It was a compressed aura from one-on-one tutoring with Bae Na-young.
The aura shot past the Gate toward the angel holding the luminous sword aloft.
The angel looked down upon my attack with arrogance. Then it slowly lowered the sword and effortlessly received my aura release—as if catching a child’s plaything.
“Ugh…!”
After projecting for a while, my life force was depleted and I stopped.
I couldn’t fire again until I recovered. The bigger problem was that it had no effect whatsoever.
The angel raised its sword again and slashed at the Gate’s protective barrier. Weakened from containing Metatron, the Gate’s barrier couldn’t withstand the angel’s blade.
Before the slashed barrier could regenerate, the angel slipped through the widened gap.
As if its purpose was fulfilled, Metatron withdrew its wings. Half of the wings it had possessed were now burned away.
“To make the Father exert his power and have me, a terrestrial angel, descend. I cannot help but acknowledge your strength.”
“A terrestrial angel?”
“I grant you wretches the honor of knowing my name. Address me as Cherub.”
“….A second-order angel.”
“Tsk…. Those demon bastards called us that. How crude, attaching numbers without regard for rank.”
We watched Cherub, who spoke with surprising loquacity and lightness, without relaxing our vigilance.
“Why do you fear so? You fought well enough until now. Have you given up?”
“Never.”
I stepped forward.
“Oh, fearless, are you? But I dislike how stiffly you hold your head. Kneel.”
Cherub pressed down upon us with an invisible force.
Everyone was flattened to the ground as if struck by a massive hammer. Everyone except me.
It was similar to the attack Eres and Gaff had used. I braced my knees and endured.
“Oh…. You withstand this? Indeed, the lower beings were right to be unable to stop you. Let’s see if you can block this as well.”
Boom!
The dispersed force concentrated and crashed down upon me. Unable to resist, my body was flattened.
“Ugh….”
My bones shattered, and my armor crumbled away.
While I could withstand physical forces—even nuclear-level destruction—this attack operated on an entirely different principle, transcending mere heat or impact.
Cherub descended leisurely toward me, pinned flat against the ground.

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