The Returned Hunter Has Awakened to a Hidden Class - Chapter 89

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Chapter 89

Gluttony (3)

“Behold my authority!”

 Beelzebub roared.

 Phase 2.

 Beelzebub’s second gimmick began after losing half his health.

 Beelzebub’s mouth opened.

 No, saying it opened wasn’t enough.

 His mouth tore open, his jaw stretched as if dislocated, and his entire body was transforming into one giant mouth.

Crrrack-!

 His exoskeleton split apart.

 Red flesh was revealed beneath the black shell, and that flesh was entirely covered with teeth.

 Thousands of teeth.

 No, tens of thousands.

 His entire body was teeth.

“「Gluttony」.”

 At that moment.

Whoooosh-!

 A tremendous suction force erupted.

 Like a black hole, a power that devoured everything exploded with Beelzebub at its center.

 Air was sucked in. Stone fragments from the floor flew about. Even light itself seemed to distort and get pulled in.

“Urgh!”

 Belphegor lowered his body.

 He tried to resist by putting strength into his feet, but the suction was too strong. His body began to be dragged little by little.

“Hehehe… now the real thing begins…”

 Beelzebub laughed.

 From inside his mouth, between tens of thousands of teeth, a sticky voice flowed out.

“I’ll devour everything about you…”

Swoosh-!

 Belphegor moved.

 Against the suction force, he actually charged toward Beelzebub.

 His scythe swung. A black trajectory was drawn.

 However.

Crash-!

 Beelzebub’s mouth bit the scythe.

 Thousands of teeth grabbed the scythe and tried to chew and swallow it whole.

“Urgh!”

 Belphegor tried to pull out his scythe, but the teeth wouldn’t let go.

 Instead, they bit deeper.

 And then.

Whoooosh-

 Something began to drain from Belphegor’s body.

 Purple energy.

 Belphegor’s strength, speed, abilities. All of it flowed out like smoke and was sucked into Beelzebub’s mouth.

“Hehehe… delicious… delicious…”

 Beelzebub muttered.

 His body began to change. His exoskeleton became harder, his muscles swelled, and his wings spread wider.

 And most importantly.

Swoosh-

 Beelzebub’s speed.

 It increased.

 It was definitely faster than before.

“Ooh…?”

 Beelzebub muttered in surprise.

“This is… the speed you feel?”

 It was a sensation he’d never experienced before.

 His body felt light, the world looked slow, and it felt like everything was within his grasp.

“Hehehe. This is nice?”

 Beelzebub laughed and moved again.

Swoosh-!

 He dodged Belphegor’s scythe.

 Easily. Leisurely.

“Ugh!”

 Belphegor was flustered.

 His attacks weren’t connecting.

 And this was in speed, which he took pride in.

“… I need to eat more…!”

 Beelzebub muttered and opened his mouth again.

Whoooosh-!

 The suction force became stronger.

 Belphegor was dragged again, and Beelzebub’s teeth bit Belphegor’s arm.

“Urgh!”

Whoooosh-

 Purple energy drained out again. More. Faster.

 Beelzebub’s body changed again. He became faster. Stronger.

Swoosh swoosh swoosh-!

 Beelzebub moved.

 This time he began to keep up with Belphegor.

 When Belphegor attacked, he dodged, when Belphegor dodged, he pursued, and their speeds were gradually becoming similar.

“Hehehe! Hahaha!”

 Beelzebub roared.

“This is it! This! This is my true power!”

 It was a sensation Beelzebub was experiencing for the first time.

 Overwhelming speed that he hadn’t experienced even when he was Hell’s strongest.

“More! More!”

 Beelzebub shouted.

Whoooooosh-!

 He continued absorbing. Belphegor’s abilities, speed, strength.

 Belphegor gradually weakened. His movements became sluggish, his attacks slowed, and he began to run out of breath.

 Conversely, Beelzebub became faster and faster. To the same level as Belphegor, or perhaps even beyond.

Swoosh swoosh swoosh swoosh-!

 The two demons rampaged across the 33rd Floor. Fast. Fiercely.

 Afterimages remained. Dozens, hundreds. So many it was impossible to distinguish which was real.

Clang-! Clang-! Clang-!

 Collision sounds continued to ring out.

 Every time Belphegor’s scythe and Beelzebub’s claws clashed, sparks flew, shockwaves spread, and the floor cracked.

‘They’ve become equal.’

 Their speeds had become completely identical. Beelzebub had completely absorbed Belphegor’s speed.

 No, perhaps it might be even faster.

‘But.’

 Kim Jun’s eyes focused on Beelzebub.

 Beelzebub’s movements were subtly awkward.

 Fast but not smooth, strong but not stable, constantly wavering.

 And.

Crack-

 A small sound was heard.

 From Beelzebub’s leg.

 A joint had dislocated.

“Grgh…?”

 Beelzebub groaned.

 Pain felt for the first time.

Crack- Crack-

 The sounds continued.

 Not just from the legs, but from the arms, torso, and wings too.

 Joints dislocating, bones creaking, muscles beginning to tear.

“What… what is this…?”

 Beelzebub was flustered.

 He had definitely gotten faster. As fast as Belphegor.

 But then why did his body hurt so much?

Crack- Crack- Crackle-!

 The sounds grew louder. The sound of bones splitting.

“Grgh… Grah?!”

 Beelzebub continued moving while suppressing his screams.

 But his body began to refuse to obey.

 His right leg bent, his left arm twisted, and his wing tore.

“What is this, what the hell is this!”

 Beelzebub screamed.

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‘「Gluttony」.’

 A skill he had seen before his regression. The most dangerous ability that appeared in Beelzebub’s second phase.

‘It devours everything.’

 Literally.

 It devoured attacks, devoured magic, even devoured abilities themselves.

 The more you attacked the opponent, the more it absorbed that attack’s power and made it its own.

 It sucked up stats, sucked up skills, sucked up attributes.

 The more you attacked, the stronger Beelzebub became, the more magic you used, the more that magic was absorbed, and eventually you had to fight in a weakened state.

‘But.’

 Kim Jun thought.

‘Belphegor is different.’

 Belphegor’s main weapon was speed.

 Overwhelming, Tower-level speed.

 If Beelzebub devoured that speed.

‘Could he handle it?’

 Kim Jun had his doubts.

 Speed wasn’t something you could use just by being fast.

 You needed a body that could withstand that speed, the technique to control that speed, and the durability to endure the burden of that speed.

‘It’s a speed that even Belphegor himself can barely handle.’

 When fighting Kim Jun, Belphegor had pushed his speed to the extreme.

 And as the price, his skin peeled off, his muscles tore, and his bones creaked.

 Even Belphegor, who had adapted to that speed for thousands of years, would have his body break down if pushed to the limit.

 But what about Beelzebub?

 How could Beelzebub, who had just acquired that speed, possibly handle it?

‘His body won’t be able to endure it.’

 Kim Jun was certain.

 And as expected.

Snap-!

 Beelzebub’s left arm bent in the opposite direction.

 The joint twisted 180 degrees and bone pierced through flesh.

“Grgh-!”

Rip-!

 The black shell began to crack. Like cracks forming in porcelain, thin long fissures spread throughout his entire body.

 And.

Burst-! Burst-! Burst-!

 The cracks exploded.

 Black blood gushed out like fountains.

 Not from just one place.

 From arms, legs, chest, back. From everywhere simultaneously.

“Graaaaaaah!”

 Beelzebub screamed.

Rip-!

 His right wing tore. From the root.

 Flesh split and the wing half fell off, revealing white bone and red muscle through the gap.

Crack-! Crack-!

 The sound of leg bones breaking was heard consecutively.

 One, two, three. Four out of six legs were already ruined.

Splash-

 Blood poured onto the floor. Enough to form a puddle.

 The spot where Beelzebub stood was completely stained black.

‘So he couldn’t absorb the durability too.’

 「Gluttony」 absorbed abilities, but apparently didn’t absorb the physical body needed to withstand those abilities.

“Wh-what is this…!”

 Beelzebub was panicked.

 But he couldn’t slow down.

 He had already used much power to absorb Belphegor’s speed.

“What. Can’t handle my speed? You damn fly.”

“You bastard!”

 Most importantly, to block Belphegor in front of him, he had to maintain the same speed.

Swoosh-!

 Belphegor’s scythe flew at him. At tremendous speed.

 Beelzebub tried to dodge.

Crackle-!

 Every bone in his body cried out.

 The moment he tried to match the speed, his lower body couldn’t endure and collapsed.

“Graaah!”

 But he couldn’t stop.

 If he stopped, Belphegor’s scythe would sever his neck.

 No matter how great a master of blood absorption, that was only possible if you stayed alive.

Rip-!

 Blood burst from his body again. From his arms, from his torso, from his neck.

“Kkhheeooooo-!”

 Absorbing Belphegor’s speed had become poison instead.

 The choice he made to become stronger had resulted in self-destruction.

“This can’t be happening…”

 Beelzebub muttered.

 His expression showed he couldn’t understand. He had clearly become stronger, clearly become faster, so why was he falling apart?

‘Low intelligence.’

 Beelzebub was the type who fought on instinct.

 Thinking took priority over judgment, desire came before strategy.

 It was the same before the regression.

 After absorbing part of Kim Jun’s power, Beelzebub had abandoned his original strengths of clones and sustained attrition warfare.

 Caught up in misplaced confidence, he had clashed head-on and ultimately died to Kim Jun.

‘This time is the same.’

 Kim Jun thought.

 He had absorbed Belphegor’s speed, but didn’t know how to use that speed. 

 When to stop, how to control it, how to cope when his body couldn’t handle it.

 He knew nothing.

 Intoxicated only by being fast, he kept running and kept breaking apart.

‘As expected, that dung fly isn’t even worth keeping as a summon.’

Chwaaaaak-!

 Before the final phase could even begin. 

Thud-

 The dung fly’s head fell to the ground. 

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