The Regressed EX-Class Martial God Decided to Become a Thousand-Star Hunter - Chapter 11

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Episode 11
11.
Kraaaaagh—!
The Corpse Giant’s agonized wail mingled with that voice.
Kim Han-yul had no chance to ask how this strange man knew her name.
In fact, she barely had time to process whether she’d heard it correctly.
Ju Do-gyeom’s words came too fast.
“You’re a Manifestation Wizard? How long to build a motorcycle?”
“W-what? Ten, ten seconds?”
Before she could even parse the question, an answer tumbled out.
Ju Do-gyeom nodded.
“Five.”
Don’t talk nonsense!
She wanted to shout it, but as she watched Ju Do-gyeom’s Great Hammer burst through the Corpse Giant’s descending palm, the words caught in her throat.
Kraaaaagh—!
The creature’s cry pierced the air again.
Even with Ace Team, she’d never heard a sound like that.
‘Who is this man?’
Even as the question formed, time moved forward.
Mana flooded into her hands, and the motorcycle materialized in seconds.
‘Five seconds on the nose?’
By then.
Ju Do-gyeom, having pulverized one entire arm of the Corpse Giant rather than just its palm, kicked off the ground and vaulted onto the motorcycle’s handlebars.
Kim Han-yul had no time for shock or questions—she scrambled up behind him.
Escape first; answers could wait.
But something was wrong with Ju Do-gyeom’s steering as he stowed the Great Hammer in his Inventory and seized the handlebars.
“Wait—that way leads deeper inside—”
Without a word, Ju Do-gyeom twisted the throttle to full.
Vroooom—!
The exhaust roared, and the shadow of the Corpse Giant’s descending palm crashed to the ground where they’d been a moment before.
Boom—!
The earth shuddered.
In that instant.
Threading the motorcycle between the creature’s splayed legs, Ju Do-gyeom answered her.
“We’re heading to City Center.”
Says who!?
Before Kim Han-yul could even voice her protest, Ju Do-gyeom answered it.
“Want to kill the Corpse Giant? Then do as I say.”
It was absurd.
Having faced the creature directly, she knew better than to trust such a claim.
And yet—part of her wanted to believe the man at the wheel.
She bit her lower lip, weighing the choice.
Then Kim Han-yul asked:
“Who are you?”
“Ju Do-gyeom.”
He answered curtly.
The motorcycle surged forward.
Behind them, the Corpse Giant and its zombie army gave chase.
* * *
From Ju Do-gyeom’s perspective, meeting Kim Han-yul had been remarkably fortunate.
‘I could manage alone, but it would take time. With a Manifestation Wizard, everything changes.’
Manifestation Wizard Kim Han-yul.
In the distant future, she would rank among the highest Rankers alive.
‘Her peak rank was thirty-fourth, if I recall correctly. Yes.’
Her specialty was, true to her title, Manifestation Art.
She could bring into being not merely objects of her imagination, but spirits, and even living creatures themselves.
An absurdly powerful ability, though it had clear limits.
The types of things she could manifest depended entirely on her Rank.
In the future, she would know ten different manifestations.
The most overwhelming of them all: summoning a Celestial Warrior.
Before the battle with the Demon King of Annihilation.
In her clash with the Earth Dragon—one of the most catastrophic enemies humanity had ever faced—without her Combat Angel, mankind might have already perished.
The pity of it was.
‘Kim Han-yul had also died in that battle.’
They were never close.
Kim Han-yul had been quite cold-natured back then, and Ju Do-gyeom wasn’t particularly sociable either, so they’d kept their distance.
But her abilities—those were the real thing.
‘Since I lacked combat power myself, her support capabilities were nearly on par with the top ten Rankers.’
Had she survived the fight with the Demon King of Annihilation, the outcome might well have been very different.
He’d never imagined he’d end up grinding away in a place like this at a time like this, though.
‘Either way, it’s not terrible.’
The Corpse Giant, as it happened, was a boss with a rather tedious pattern.
Fighting it alone would only drag things out endlessly.
But Kim Han-yul’s arrival changed the situation entirely.
Zombie hordes closing in from all directions.
In the midst of that rather thrilling chaos, Ju Do-gyeom—whose eyes didn’t waver for an instant—asked a question.
“Kim Han-yul. How many items can you currently Manifest?”
Kim Han-yul’s body tensed. She shot back a question of her own.
“What are you, exactly? How do you know so much about my abilities? Even my name.”
This was beyond the point where urgency could brush things aside.
Ju Do-gyeom’s mind raced.
Should he brush it aside?
No.
Persuasiveness was necessary.
And fortunately, he had an excuse prepared for exactly this kind of moment.
“I’m searching for an ally. You’re one of the candidates.”
“So you looked into my background without permission?”
“If it bothers you, we can stop here. But then I’ll have to handle that thing alone. What’ll it be?”
The right answer coupled with the right pressure.
Kim Han-yul didn’t understand his confidence.
Or rather, she thought it was impossible.
‘He’s saying he’ll kill that horrifying Corpse Giant alone?’
But on the other hand, something in her knew that if it was Ju Do-gyeom, he really could pull it off.
Caught in that confusion.
Ju Do-gyeom spoke again.
“Five seconds.”
“What?”
“Three. Two.”
“Fine! Fine! I’ll cooperate for now. But we need to talk about this properly——”
“One.”
“Motorcycle, Magic Pistol, Iron Chain Net, Floating Slime——”
“That’s enough.”
Ju Do-gyeom cut her off and spoke.
“Make an Iron Chain Net as large and heavy as possible, and throw it at him. That’s all you need to do.”
“That’s pointless. A Corpse Giant with that much strength will shred it in no time.”
“That’s enough.”
A faint red light bloomed in Ju Do-gyeom’s eyes, then faded away.
He wasn’t joking.
In that brief span of time.
In that gap.
‘He could kill it.’
No matter how powerful a Corpse Giant was, he possessed the Heavenly Killing Eye and its Killing Eye—that was his advantage.
* * *
He didn’t ask again whether she’d continue or stop.
Kim Han-yul didn’t protest either.
They’d already descended deep into the heart of the City Center.
There was no turning back now.
It might be different if they could find the team members who’d entered and joined them at the start.
‘But they’ve all run by now, surely.’
The moment the Flame Mage’s all-out strike had failed, everyone would have accepted that the Raid was lost.
By then, the motorcycle carrying the horde of Zombies and the Corpse Giant had drawn within sight of the City Center.
Directly before the towering mountain of corpses.
Twin-like high-rises loomed into view.
Ju Do-gyeom pointed with his chin and spoke.
“Get inside and climb as high as you can. You know what comes next, right?”
“Okay. But if that thing charges the building…….”
Kim Han-yul’s question cut off mid-thought before she could finish.
“That won’t happen.”
Vroooom!
Ju Do-gyeom answered tersely and gunned the motorcycle toward the Corpse Giant.
In one hand, he hefted the Great Hammer he’d pulled from his Inventory.
Kim Han-yul watched his receding figure and clicked her tongue.
‘Insane. He’s driving with that massive hammer in one hand? His Strength is Rank D or lower, isn’t it?’
The Dungeon rules couldn’t be broken, could they?
It was a mystery, and that was all it could be.
Kim Han-yul climbed the building as Ju Do-gyeom had instructed.
* * *
Kim Han-yul’s instincts were correct.
With only Rank D strength, it was impossible to wield the Great Hammer one-handed.
Least of all while riding a motorcycle.
Even with Ju Do-gyeom’s strength reduced to D-Rank by Weakling Contempt, swinging the hammer freely was a struggle.
But there was a way.
Among martial arts existed the Burst Technique.
It brought about a sudden, explosive surge in ability, but only at the cost of the body’s subsequent recoil.
The Half-Collapse Wing Art he’d used at the Cannibal Ghost Mansion was precisely such a Burst Technique.
What he needed in this moment was.
‘The Divine Beast Latent Power Art.’
By its very name, a Burst Technique that summoned the tremendous force of a divine beast.
To deploy it, he drew his Inner Force up from his Dantian and collided it within his Qi Meridians.
This time, not acceleration, but weight—he flooded his Eight Extraordinary Meridians with crushing mass.
And then.
Rip-crack-snap!
A sensation of tearing, and suddenly power unlike anything before surged through his entire body.
『Skill acquired: Divine Beast Latent Power Art (1-Star).』
『Temporary Strength Rank increase: D- ⇒ D』
『Duration: 10 minutes.』
Not bad.
But it still wasn’t enough.
‘Once more.’
He harbored no apologies to his body, barely recovered mere moments ago.
Because, as he’d said, this was routine.
Boom! Rip-crack-snap!
『Skill promoted: Divine Beast Latent Power Art (2-Star).』
『Temporary Strength Rank increase: D ⇒ D+』
『Duration: 7 minutes 30 seconds.』
Now Ju Do-gyeom drove the Great Hammer into the Corpse Giant’s leg—a weapon that felt light as paper in one hand, accelerated by the motorcycle’s speed.
Crack!
The sound of an explosion, and the Corpse Giant’s entire leg crumbled.
Screeeech!
The Corpse Giant shrieked and flailed wildly to seize Ju Do-gyeom.
Ju Do-gyeom’s lips twisted into a grim smile as he wheeled the motorcycle around and shattered its other leg.
Then he began circling the creature’s torso in dizzying loops.
The Zombies rushing in from the sides?
Trivial.
The Great Hammer, swung carelessly, split the air with such force that they were cleaved into bloody fragments and scattered in all directions.
The real problem was sheer numbers.
The Zombies wouldn’t dare approach Ju Do-gyeom directly.
But they swarmed the immobilized Corpse Giant, healing its wounds faster than he could inflict them.
And that was far from all.
Screeeech!
As the Corpse Giant unleashed a horrific shriek, a section of the corpse mountain crumbled away, and a fresh swarm of Zombies poured in at breakneck speed.
It was one of the patterns that made the creature’s capture more difficult, but Ju Do-gyeom gave such minor complications little thought.
Instead, within another layer of consciousness he had split off using the Divided Mind Art.
He fixed his gaze on only the death mark of the Corpse Giant he was witnessing, seeing it through a Killing Eye suffused with crimson light.
It was vast. Profound.
So deep that merely looking at it caused his Qi to drain away steadily.
He was conducting the battle primarily through brute physical force, relying on raw strength alone—and if not for the Qi recovery speed of the Heavenly Severing Qi Art, he would have long since collapsed from exhaustion.
One strike. That was all it would take.
‘Without fail.’
Because that was what the Heavenly Killing Eye was.
The boss’s infinite regeneration mechanic.
The nature of being undead.
All of it would become meaningless.
‘Just one blow.’
If he could drive it in properly right there.
It was as he was thinking this.
Crack—!
A blue bolt of magical fire shrieked across the rooftop with a deafening report, echoing through the air.
A signal.
Ju Do-gyeom began steering the motorcycle that had been circling the Corpse Giant’s perimeter toward a towering building.
At first the creature crawled forward on both hands; then, in a heartbeat, it regenerated its legs and gave chase, hurtling after him at tremendous speed.
Ju Do-gyeom began counting silently.
‘Ten, nine…….’
Eight, seven.
…….
Two, one.
He wrenched the motorcycle’s rear brake to its absolute limit.
Wheeeeee—!
The front wheel lifted high, and the motorcycle lurched toward a spill.
No problem.
Using the strength of one arm alone, Ju Do-gyeom reversed the motorcycle’s direction and slammed the elevated chassis back down onto the road.
Boom—!
The front wheel of the motorcycle that had been lifted struck the ground with a thunderous impact.
From above, a massive Iron Chain Net descended and draped itself perfectly across the Corpse Giant’s body.
The creature strained, muscles tensing in both arms as it fought to break free.
Ju Do-gyeom opened the throttle wide again.
Vroooooom—!
The motorcycle tore violently across the road and onto the trailing edge of the Iron Chain Net, continuing across the jagged surface.
He rode up the thrashing body of the Corpse Giant as it writhed against its bonds—higher, higher still.
Then, suddenly, he was airborne.
Ju Do-gyeom abandoned the motorcycle.
Instead he launched himself skyward, his body inverted, poised directly above—
right in his line of sight.
The Corpse Giant’s crown, dotted with crimson marks, lay fixed in his gaze—eyes glowing with that same red light—as he raised the Great Hammer high.
He twisted his body.
Just for a moment.
Time, which had seemed to flow slowly, accelerated.
In that gap—
‘Skill: Heavenly Weight-Adding Art (1-Star) acquired.’
The weight of the Heavenly Weight-Adding Art, blended with the subtlety of the Heavenly Force Floating Method and the full power of the Burst Divine Beast Latent Power Art, converged into a single, precise strike that drove directly into the Corpse Giant’s death mark.
What followed was—
Boom—!
An explosion as if a bomb had fallen.
And the detonation of the colossal corpse that came after.
He had brought the hammer down on its head, and the Corpse Giant’s massive body shattered into fragments, scattering in all directions before raining down like a downpour onto the earth below.
Pitter-pitter-pitter-patter—!
At the epicenter.
“Ahhhh…….”
Ju Do-gyeom exhaled deeply, his foot planted firmly on the corpse of the Corpse Giant, his cold eyes blazing with triumph.

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