It’s the Apocalypse, but My Summons Do Everything - Chapter 67

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Chapter 67

 

#Chapter 67

 

Sion looked extremely satisfied, as if there was something amusing about a hunter who had lost family shedding tears.

 

Whether his humanity had been worn away from the start or he was just born that way, I didn’t know, but it was extremely unpleasant to watch.

 

First, I needed to find where that bastard’s main body was located.

 

I tried to read his soul to find his location, but unfortunately, there wasn’t even a trace of soul contained in that clone.

 

Even when I tried to find the threads of mana binding him, the distance was too far and more importantly, it was covered in mist, making it impossible to discern easily.

 

‘Hmm… Should I deal with that thing first for now?’

 

The summoned Swordsmen were watching me nervously.

 

The instinctive fear of death was equal even for S-rank monsters.

 

“I can almost hear the sound of your eyeballs rolling around, can’t I? Kekeke…”

 

As if Sion had pulled some trick, the Swordsmen who had been cowering just moments before all charged at me at once.

 

I had walked too far a path to be flustered by such creatures at this point.

 

When I activated Death Dance, blue flames sparked.

 

With the dance that had clearly changed from before, I hooked my scythe around one Swordsman’s neck.

 

I took two more steps forward, severed the neck, and caught the falling Swordsman’s head.

 

In an instant, one S-rank monster had lost its life.

 

As if he hadn’t expected it to die so easily, Sion’s expression hardened for the first time.

 

“What…?”

 

“I’ll make you like this too, so look forward to it.”

 

I grabbed the neck of the Swordsman I had pulled with all my death force and snapped it.

 

The location’s characteristics were bizarre from the start, but the Swordsman’s own combat ability wasn’t particularly high.

 

Four Swordsmen remained.

 

I killed the Swordsmen with an overwhelming difference in skill so that he could feel the greatest fear possible.

 

I made a net out of death force and sliced them into cube shapes, then split in half the body of one trying to escape.

 

Sion’s complexion began to rapidly worsen at the sight of me slicing through S-rank monsters like they were toys.

 

As if he was finally realizing what he had messed with, his shoulders even began to tremble slightly.

 

Finally, I deliberately transformed my weapon into a shape similar to Rey’s sword.

 

I raised my speed to the limit with Death Dance and cut down the two Swordsmen.

 

As the black death force rippled and I sheathed the sword, the Swordsmen’s bodies smoothly split in half.

 

I had tried copying what I saw Rey do earlier, and I could roughly imitate it.

 

I twisted the corners of my mouth while looking at Sion’s eyes filled with shock.

 

As if he understood when I mouthed ‘look forward to it,’ he bit his lips hard and immediately dispelled his clone.

 

‘That’s right.’

 

There was a reason I deliberately fought as if showing off my power like this.

 

His emotions fluctuated quite strongly, and as he erased his clone, he left behind a very faint flow of mana.

 

Since I needed to chase the mana before it disappeared, I immediately began tracking him.

 

My companions also started chasing after me in their car, not wanting to be left behind.

 

However, with just the handful of mana he had left behind so faintly at the end, I couldn’t track him any further.

 

The residual mana was completely cut off somewhere in the snowy mountains that were still covered with snow.

 

I thought I could at least track him to the point where I could detect him with death force, but even that turned out to be impossible.

 

‘What a cowardly bastard.’

 

When I stopped moving, my companions got out of the car and approached, seeming to sense the situation.

 

“Do you happen to know which direction we should go from here, Hunter?”

 

“Even I can’t sense what you can’t sense, no matter how skilled I am.”

 

“It’s true that you’re more knowledgeable about mana, Hunter Baek Do-hyeon. If you can’t sense it, then never mind.”

 

Hunter Baek Do-hyeon seemed to have his pride scratched and tried to read the residual mana, but didn’t achieve any significant results.

 

“My lord, no matter what, isn’t this too much like finding a needle in a desert?”

 

“Still, we absolutely must catch him. Those kinds of bastards become the most troublesome later on.”

 

“I agree with that to some extent.”

 

No matter what, how was I supposed to find anything more here… Ah.

 

Why didn’t I think of that?

 

I had a new skill I gained from catching the Swordsmen this time, didn’t I?

 

It was literally a skill that allowed me to converse with the souls of the dead.

 

Moreover, there were quite a few wronged souls in this area who had died because of that bastard.

 

‘Is this how I use it?’

 

When I activated Necromantic Interrogation as it came to mind, I began to hear sounds that I couldn’t hear just moments before.

 

The first thing I heard was the voice of a woman crying in front of me.

 

“Excuse me.”

 

“Sob… sniff sniff…!”

 

“Please stop crying and look at me.”

 

“Sob… huh… eh? Me… me?”

 

“Yes, you.”

 

I didn’t have enough leisure to waste time on questions like ‘Can you see me?’, so I immediately continued speaking.

 

“You died because of that mist, right?”

 

“Uh… yes… but why?”

 

“Then do you happen to know where the bastard who controls that mist is right now?”

 

At my question, the soul’s eyes sparkled brightly.

 

“Ah… if I tell you, what will you do for us?”

 

“We’re on our way to catch that one right now.”

 

The soul that had been sitting hugging her knees suddenly shot up from her spot.

 

And she screamed toward the surrounding souls.

 

“Amagi Sion! If anyone knows where that bastard is, come forward!”

 

At her cry, the souls that had been immersed in sorrow began to look around at each other.

 

“There’s someone here who came to catch that bastard!”

 

Her sadness disappeared somewhere, and the woman shouted enthusiastically at the joy of being able to get revenge.

 

At this, other souls also began to approach one by one.

 

I had my suspicions, but it seems all these souls died because of that one bastard.

 

The souls gathered and eagerly exchanged opinions with each other, then formed a party altogether.

 

“I saw him running away in that direction last!”

 

“I also saw him going into that side over there!”

 

The souls’ eyes lit up as they began earnestly spilling information about him to me.

 

I listened to their words with a genuinely sorrowful expression.

 

“I will definitely repay your grudges. So please help me now.”

 

Did my sincere response work?

 

Whether they were tired of life, even the souls who had pretended not to know despite hearing the words also quietly approached and began telling me about his location.

 

Thus, the pursuit of Sion began again with countless souls.

 

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Extraordinary strength only applies to a certain extent.

 

Once you exceed a certain level, there isn’t much difference between each other.

 

This was Sion’s thought when he accepted the Monarch’s power and transcended ordinary S-rank Hunters.

 

It had been that way until recently, and he thought that if he hid his body in the mist and lived, he could defeat most enemies.

 

But today, that thought was miserably shattered.

 

That man who killed six Swordsmen alone.

 

It wasn’t even a struggle – it was overwhelming strength like playing with a child.

 

“What the hell… what is that monster! Where did he suddenly pop out from!!”

 

Lastly, that bastard’s mouth had clearly declared that he would kill him.

 

If he was that persistent, he would come to catch him even if he had to search all of Hokkaido.

 

Although he felt regret for this territory he had carefully cultivated, nothing was more precious than life.

 

A territory like this could be rebuilt anytime.

 

‘Right… let’s rather flee to Russia, to Russia. If I can just get past Soya Cape into Russian territory, that bastard won’t be able to chase me anymore.’

 

The moment he hurriedly packed only the necessary luggage and came outside to flee.

 

“Where are you going in such a hurry?”

 

He heard that chilling voice that he thought definitely wouldn’t be able to follow.

 

They say when you see a predator, your body instinctively freezes – he felt that emotion for the first time.

 

His entire legs wouldn’t move as if they were completely frozen.

 

His pounding heart was screaming to run away from this place immediately, but his body couldn’t carry out that command.

 

“You… you’ve got the wrong person.”

 

The excuse that barely came out was ridiculously pathetic.

 

Naturally, there was no idiot who would fall for such a lame excuse.

 

His mind became hazy from the dark energy that chillingly brushed against his neck.

 

He could clearly tell from that just now.

 

The power that bastard possessed was on a different level from his current self.

 

Crunch-!

 

Blood began flowing from his bitten lips.

 

His frozen body slowly began to move from the pain that made his shoulders tremble.

 

“Get lost-!”

 

He swung his left hand with all his might.

 

No matter how strong the opponent was, this was clearly his territory.

 

Even if winning was impossible, shaking off that bastard and escaping should be possible.

 

Countless weapons made of mist poured toward him.

 

Hundreds, thousands of weapons that densely filled his vision flew noisily.

 

The mist fluttered and dust clouds rose heavily.

 

Just in case, he threw a bunch of mana smoke bombs around and ran like crazy.

 

The mist settled under his feet and his vision changed rapidly.

 

As he gritted his teeth and sprinted at over a hundred kilometers per hour, the noisy fighting sounds gradually began to fade.

 

How long had he run like that?

 

His breath rose to his throat and the strength left his legs.

 

His overworked mana circuits screamed that they couldn’t take anymore.

 

Judging by location, he should have come quite far.

 

Since he could no longer sense any presence, he let out a sigh of relief and sat down.

 

“Huff… What a monster… Where the hell did such a bastard come from?”

 

With that level of strength, he must surely be a Monarch, but could such an overwhelmingly powerful Monarch already exist?

 

How am I supposed to defeat such a monster…

 

Depression welled up at the overwhelming gap where I couldn’t even dare to raise a weapon, but I couldn’t waste any more time here.

 

I downed a potion and got up to move again when—

 

“Well, aren’t you diligent. Going to finish running away?”

 

The man’s voice came again.

 

This time it wasn’t from behind me, but from in front.

 

He was mocking me with an eerily long scythe slung over his shoulder.

 

“Huh…?”

 

My mana detection definitely hadn’t picked up anything, so how?

 

As if answering my question, the man’s figure instantly vanished from sight.

 

And appeared behind me.

 

“The people you killed probably felt like this too.”

 

“Damn it—!”

 

I frantically swung my left hand.

 

But there was already nothing but empty air behind me.

 

The man was standing on my shoulder.

 

For a moment I wondered if this was even human, as I felt absolutely no weight.

 

When I looked up, the man had already disappeared.

 

From the left, from the right, from the front, from behind, even from beneath my feet.

 

He moved so mysteriously that I felt dizzy enough to vomit.

 

He could have cut my throat right then and there, yet he didn’t.

 

That was even more humiliating, but the biggest problem was that there was nothing I could do.

 

Strength so overwhelming that combat itself couldn’t be established.

 

In this situation, there was nothing I could do.

 

“P… Please spare me.”

 

In the end, I put down all my burdens and dropped to my knees with a thud.

 

Escaping from this man was impossible in itself.

 

Perhaps he had known my location from the very beginning.

 

“I’m not the one you should be begging to, so why are you asking me to spare you?”

 

My shoulder had been feeling strangely heavy since earlier.

 

Even though the man wasn’t doing anything in front of me.

 

Confused, I checked my shoulder, but there was nothing there as expected.

 

At my action, the man chuckled and suddenly covered my eyes with something black.

 

“…Ah.”

 

The souls I had killed were pressing down on my shoulder in horrific forms.

 

Their appearance was so terrible that I instantly lost consciousness.

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