The Returned Hunter Has Awakened to a Hidden Class - Chapter 121

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121

Chapter 121

Pandemonium (2)

Groooooo-!

Kieeeeeee-!

A roar that seemed to split the sky of the 60th Floor of Hell erupted.

Kim Jun looked up at the outer walls of Pandemonium.

Belphegor’s Demonic Troops were moving with precisely divided roles.

Giant soldiers rushed toward the City Gate.

Toward the City Gate made of thick steel.

They brought down fists and weapons simultaneously.

Thud.

Thud.

Thud.

Kwagagaggang-!

With each transmitted impact, the entire outer wall trembled slightly.

Above that.

Winged Demon soldiers scattered through the air.

Toward Mammon’s Forces positioned on the City Wall.

Kieeeee-!!

They deliberately disrupted their trajectories.

Spears came flying.

Flames exploded.

But the winged demons didn’t dodge.

They twisted.

They bent.

They threw their bodies to disrupt the attack lines.

The moment the shooting from the City Wall became blurred.

Below, the giant soldiers’ strikes penetrated deeper.

Mammon’s Forces didn’t remain idle either.

The Demon Soldiers waiting on the City Wall immediately reorganized their formation.

Close combat forces stepped forward with shields leading the way.

Ranged forces readjusted their angles and tightened their firing lines.

As if they had prepared for siege warfare alone.

They moved mechanically.

A battlefield where legion clashed head-on with legion.

Thud.

Bang.

Crack-

Every time a giant soldier’s fist struck down on the City Gate, iron spears and flames poured down simultaneously from the City Wall.

Winged Demon soldiers scattered through the air.

Piercing-

Bodies were pierced.

Wings were torn.

Blood scattered through the air.

Below, close combat forces pushed against each other and became entangled.

Swords broke.

Horns snapped.

Torsos split open.

Every time demons fell, dark red blood soaked the ground.

Splash-

The blood pooled and soon seeped into the ground.

The patterns carved into Pandemonium’s floor glowed faintly as if responding to it.

Throb-!

The center of Pandemonium.

The 「Core of Greed」 pulsated.

Whether Belphegor’s forces died or Mammon’s Forces died, there seemed to be no difference.

The spilled blood, killing intent, and heat left by death seemed to move along invisible channels.

Slowly, but surely, toward the heart of the fortress.

The longer the battle continued.

The more deaths accumulated.

Pandemonium was visibly changing.

The patterns covering the City Wall.

Slowly glowed as if pulsing with a heartbeat.

Mammon on the Throne raised the corners of his mouth.

His eyes narrowed into thin slits.

Hiss—

A laugh so unpleasantly clear it could be felt even amid the battlefield’s noise.

The more blood that soaked the ground, the stronger his power would become.

But a being appeared that stopped that laughter, if only briefly.

With tremendous laughter.

“This is madness! Kuhahahahahaha!!”

It was Andras.

The 「Corpse Mountain Blood Sea」 gripped in Andras’s hand trembled violently.

Red energy surged along the blade.

The boundary between arm and sword blurred.

Skin and steel meshed together so closely that it looked like the sword had become the arm itself.

The first step.

Thud—!

The surrounding ground vibrated.

The second step.

Thud—!!

The Demon Soldiers on the City Wall all reacted simultaneously.

Ballista angles changed, and catapults and magical weapons all began aiming in unison.

But Andras didn’t stop.

The third step.

Thud—!!!

Andras hurled his body toward the City Wall.

「Corpse Mountain Blood Sea」 traced a diagonal line.

Slash—!

It struck Pandemonium’s outer Wall head-on.

Crash—!!

Steel tore and stone shattered.

Deep cracks spread through the outer Wall.

Fragments scattered like a storm.

Immediately.

Pandemonium reacted.

Rumble—

Rumble rumble—!

The cracked City Wall was pushed inward.

The broken structures disappeared as if being sucked in.

Mammon’s Demon Soldiers that were on top as well.

Grumble grumble—!

The ground flipped over.

The City Wall rearranged itself as if folding.

And in that place.

A new Wall structure rose up.

A City Wall with golden patterns carved anew.

A structure with completely different angles and heights.

Above it, different Demon Soldiers from before were standing.

Heavy armored close combat troops.

Defense soldiers holding massive shields.

Ranged troops specialized in shooting.

The Fortress was replacing itself, including its troops.

As if the battlefield took another deep breath, the air pressed down heavily.

At the same time.

All siege weapons converged on a single target.

Andras.

Bang-

Bang bang-

Pububububang-!

Iron spears poured down like a torrential rain.

Magical bombardments exploded in succession.

Both of Andras’s arms were severed simultaneously.

Blood splattered through the air.

Watching that scene, Mammon smiled with satisfaction.

However.

The next moment.

“Kuhahahahahahahaha!!”

Mad laughter burst forth.

He neither collapsed nor staggered.

As if the severed arms meant nothing, he leaned his body forward.

He opened his mouth.

And.

Chomp-

He bit into 「Corpse Mountain Blood Sea」.

Crunch!

No, he chewed it.

Andras was now chewing and eating his own weapon.

Kagagang-!

Kwadeuk-!

Metal twisted, and sound waves that could never be produced by teeth tore through the air.

The sound alone was unpleasant. Enough to clearly pierce the ears even amid the battlefield’s noise.

At that moment.

A familiar sensation spread within Andras’s body.

「Unity of Self and Object」.

The boundary between sword and flesh vanished.

Kwadeuk-

Kwajik-!

The form of the long sword crumbled.

It neither shattered nor broke.

As if being dismantled, the blade began to decompose between his teeth.

Dark red light rose from the metal’s cut surfaces.

That light traveled along Andras’s jaw, penetrated along his gums. It was absorbed. It was fused.

Kwaak-!

Intense chewing. The first piece of 「Corpse Mountain Blood Sea」 completely disappeared.

Black radiance gathered in his right front tooth.

Metal condensed and was reconstructed.

The result was completely different from the original sword.

Short. Sharp. The form of an independent weapon.

Kagagang-!

There wasn’t even time to shift his gaze to the left front tooth.

Another fragment transformed, revealing sharp canines.

The molars evolved into an even rougher and cruder form.

Kwadeuk-

Kwaak-!

Metallic sounds burst forth in succession.

「Shisanhyeolhae」 was no longer a single blade.

Each tooth had been completed as its own weapon.

Some roughly serrated like saw teeth.

Some pointed sharp like awls.

Some with heavy weight like axes.

All of them gleamed within Andras’s mouth.

Dark red blood stained the corners of his lips.

But his eyes were clear.

The gleam of madness flowed within them.

“Master.”

Andras spoke with a blood-soaked voice.

“Watch carefully.”

At that moment.

A single hound charged toward the outer walls of Pandemonium.

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At the same time, the battlefield deepened by one level.

The Elite Soldiers began to move.

Belphegor’s Elite Soldiers.

Mammon’s Elite Guards.

As if proving their loyalty to their respective lords, they collided head-on toward each other.

And then.

───!

Belphegor moved.

He was no longer just watching.

His traces disappeared.

No. They existed.

There. Here. In between.

Peoeok-!

The air itself exploded.

Sonic booms burst forth in chain reactions from where Belphegor had passed.

A section of Pandemonium’s outer wall split straight down the middle and collapsed.

Kwang-!

Not just one wall, but dozens of meters of outer wall were completely shattered to pieces.

Mammon’s Forces positioned on top screamed as they fell.

Normally, it would have taken four days, no, five days to deal with this fortress.

Because Pandemonium was a fortress built that way.

Layered defensive structures.

Passages that reconfigured moment by moment.

A maze-like interior designed to drive invaders to despair.

Soldiers positioned in each sector.

And as if that wasn’t enough, Pandemonium even had magical circuits that automatically regenerated when damage to the outer walls was detected.

Conquering it in a single day was unthinkable.

But then.

A second explosion erupted.

Paang-!

This time, another section of the outer wall was torn apart steeply.

As if a single massive blade had drawn a defensive line.

Belphegor did not stop.

The third strike.

Kwarrrrrrung-!

Part of the City Wall collapsed and poured down like falling rocks.

From that impact, part of Mammon’s defensive line crumbled and soldiers were swept away and fell.

Wherever he passed, a path was created.

A pierced path. A torn path. A destroyed passage.

And along that path, Belphegor’s Legion came flooding in.

Urrrrr-!

Like a flood. Like waves.

The framework of the siege warfare was broken.

It was no longer a standoff between above and below the City Wall.

They penetrated inside, deep within.

Belphegor continued forward.

There was no doubt in his movements.

There was no tactics. There was no retreat.

Only forward. That was all.

Peojik-!

Kwaak-!

Space split as if screaming.

Various parts of Pandemonium collapsed.

Deurrrrrreuk-!

Pandemonium reacted to the intruder.

The outer walls automatically replaced themselves.

Magic circuits activated.

Kuguuguung-!

With massive vibrations, the internal passages changed their angles.

However, all those defense mechanisms were meaningless before Belphegor.

He did not climb over walls. He did not break through them either.

“Mammon. How long do you plan to just watch?”

He existed. And then he disappeared.

In between, there had only been a wall.

Peouk-!

The moment he penetrated the outer wall, the interior of Pandemonium was exposed.

A layered structure like a single city.

Wide main passages.

Stepped advance routes.

Intersections connecting the middle and upper floors.

Mammon’s Forces lay in ambush in all those places.

Elite demons were guarding each section.

However, Belphegor did not slow down.

Swaeeeeeeek-!

His trajectory cut through the passage as it passed.

The forces in front couldn’t even react.

By the time they moved their eyes, it was already too late.

Heads had fallen off.

Bodies had been split in two.

Blood traces fell like rain. Soaking the floor and flowing down the walls.

Over that, Belphegor’s Legion came rushing in.

Rumble-!

Through the pierced passage. Through the torn space.

The giant soldiers widened the passage even further.

Close-combat troops poured in.

Ranged forces seized the upper levels.

Pandemonium responded even more desperately.

The walls moved. The structure itself transformed. The floor cracked as new defensive lines formed instantly.

A fortress that constantly changed form in response to the invaders’ attacks.

A structure that reconstructed itself like a living organism.

But even all those efforts couldn’t keep up with Belphegor’s speed.

Boom-!

He had already arrived at the next sector.

Bang-!

Pow!

Continuous explosions. Continuous collapse.

Like an arrow piercing straight through the heart of Pandemonium.

Belphegor drove straight toward the throne.

And that’s the end.

Neither an outer wall nor a passageway.

A wide open space stretched out before them.

Inner courtyard.

The final stage of Pandemonium’s defensive structure. The last gateway leading to the throne.

It was surrounded on all sides by massive walls, and in the center stood a colossal gate that stretched dozens of meters high.

Beyond that door lay the path to Mammon’s throne.

Belphegor stood in the center of the square.

At that moment.

The texture of the air had changed.

The noise of the battlefield converged as if delayed by a beat.

And upward.

From the edge of the inner castle wall.

Someone was looking down.

“Hahahaha! That’s right, that’s right.”

He moves.

“If it’s come to this, then a great demon must face a great demon.”

Thud-

He took a step forward.

A body where golden and dark energies flow in overlapping currents.

Thud-

A somewhat relaxed attitude.

Unwavering steps.

Thud-

The demon of greed.

Mammon stepped forward.

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