The Wise Cleaning Life Of A Returning Genius Hunter [EN]: Chapter 293

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“Y-Yoobin?”

Amidst a battlefield filled with skills, screams, and bloodshed.

Kim Min-joo, retreating to the support facility to treat her injuries, discovered Han Yoobin sprawled out in the shape of a star, covered in blood.

“A-Are you okay? What happened?! Why are you lying here!”

“Things got a bit….”

“No, if you’re hurt, you should at least radio for help!”

“I’m not quite that okay… Cough!”

A clot of blood spewed from Han Yoobin’s mouth.

Judging by his half-dead appearance, his condition seemed quite serious.

Kim Min-joo immediately grabbed the radio.

“Injured person in sector B-1! Emergency treatment needed.”

「Understood. We’ll be there soon!」

“Just hang in there. Where are you hurt?”

“F-Foot…”

“Foot? Just a moment. Let me at least stop the bleeding…!”

“Everywhere but…”

Cough.

Another coughing fit with blood.

Just when he thought he might have to give up.

“Support team here! Where’s the injured?”

Several medics and priest class members from headquarters approached.

“Oh, is it the Director again?!”

“The Director’s sucking up all the type O blood in Korea, I swear.”

Instead of concern, scolding came first.

Soon, an emergency blood transfusion began.

Only then did Han Yoobin regain some strength, blinking and looking around.

“…Where’s the Team Leader?”

“He met with Secretary-General Wesley.”

“I don’t see him?”

Kim Min-joo pointed somewhere with her finger.

There, a small sphere was formed by two intertwined black currents.

“They both got sucked into there. They’re probably fighting in another dimension.”

“…Can he win?”

“That, I don’t know. But…”

Kim Min-joo replied in a firm voice.

“We have no choice but to believe so.”

“…….”

“Well… we should just focus on what we have to do.”

Han Yoobin nodded.

Then, he asked Kim Min-joo.

“So, how’s the overall situation?”

“It’s not too unfavorable… but the numbers are significantly different, and we’re gradually losing in firepower.”

“Any countermeasures?”

“The only advantage we have is that we can keep getting supplies from the temporary support facility… but that also has its limits.”

“So, that means we need to end this quickly, right?”

“…Right.”

Kim Min-joo replied with a somewhat uneasy expression.

And, as expected.

“Well… there’s no helping it…”

Han Yoobin got up.

“No! Yoobin, stay still!”

“Can you end this without us?”

“Th-That’s…”

As she trailed off, Han Yoobin pulled out the IV needle and stood up as if to say, ‘See?’

Then, Kim Min-joo said in a serious voice.

“There’s no guarantee we can end this even if we’re there.”

“Still, we have to try.”

Han Yoobin also had a very serious expression.

“It’s better than sitting still and losing.”

“…You could die.”

“What. Are you scared of that?”

“…….”

Kim Min-joo smirked.

“Don’t be ridiculous.”

Their eyes flashed for a moment.

“Hey, sorry to interrupt while you’re posing…”

A voice was heard.

“You don’t really need to risk your lives, you know?”

Turning their heads, Lee Ah-young, the head of the support headquarters, was standing there.

“Why are you here, Ah-young…?”

“What, are you ignoring me because I’m a non-combatant?”

After complaining for a moment.

“I brought gifts.”

Behind her, the entire support team appeared, carrying dozens of cases.

“The Mana Stone processing is finished.”

“…Huh?”

“A-Already…?”

Kim Min-joo and Han Yoobin’s eyes widened.

“I-It’s only been two hours…?”

“That’s impossible. What on earth did you do?!”

“Well, I’d like to say it’s all thanks to me…”

Director Lee Ah-young glanced behind her.

“I definitely couldn’t have done it alone. Chloe did almost all of it.”

“…….”

Passing the credit, Chloe looked quite embarrassed, as if she hadn’t expected it.

Then, she avoided eye contact.

“Good work.”

“No, well… it wasn’t a big deal…”

As he sincerely conveyed those words, she replied nonchalantly.

But just for a moment, Director Lee Ah-young got to the point.

“Anyway, it’s rushed, so there aren’t that many. There are only 10,000 rounds in total, but for now, distribute them to the general troops and keep requesting support fire. Of course, the bullets themselves won’t do damage, but if even one hits, it will block skill usage.”

“But there’s a risk of hitting our allies.”

“Then, well…”

She continued.

“The two of you will have to step up.”

Then, she smiled slyly.

***

[Unique Skill: Demon King – Dictator]

[Creates disposable skills based on the caster’s thoughts.]

[Skill creation in progress.]

[Skill creation complete.]

[Sacred Relic – Longinus]

A blue spear.

Holding the Holy Spear that pierces through any barrier, he charged towards Wesley.

Whoosh—!

At that moment, he threw the spear with all his might from as close as possible.

[Unique Skill: Genesis]

[Creates an 11th-dimensional unique space.]

[Shelter]

But a transparent wall enveloped Secretary-General Wesley.

Swish—.

My spear passed straight through Secretary-General Wesley as if cutting through empty air, exiting on the other side.

[Unique Skill: Genesis]

Zhiing—.

“……!”

The space around my head began to distort, soon condensing into a single point.

“Shit…!”

I immediately snapped my head back, nearly breaking my neck.

I barely managed to avoid my head being blown off, but a few strands of hair that flew away were sucked into the distorted space.

It’s been like this since earlier.

My attacks aren’t landing at all.

Rather, every time I try to attack, I have to risk having some part of my body blown away.

‘Damn it…’

Genesis.

A skill that uses the origin of other abilities to create a different dimension, a power with immense versatility.

It can send my attacks themselves into another dimension, or it can envelop himself in another space to nullify attacks.

No matter how powerful the skills or how effective the barrier-piercing skills I use, it’s meaningless.

Because no skill can attack a target that exists in a completely different dimension.

More than anything, it can tear my body to shreds.

‘The only good thing is…’

That it takes a few seconds for the space to be created.

In other words, it’s possible to avoid the space Wesley creates with movement.

‘If I keep moving, he won’t be able to attack me directly…’

In the end, if it goes to a battle of attrition, I’ll be at a disadvantage because my skill maintenance has limits.

But, if my guess is correct….

There’s no helping it.

I have no choice but to check it myself.

[Acquired Skill: Hyper Boost]

[Greatly increases the caster’s movement speed during combat.]

Taat—!

I once again increased my speed and charged towards Secretary-General Wesley.

“…Have you lost your mind?”

[Unique Skill: Genesis]

Zhiiiing—.

At that moment, the space above my head warped again.

I quickly dodged, tilting my head.

I activated the skill to match the moment the space was created.

[Acquired Skill: Hellfire]

Kugugu—!

Kwang—!

“……Kugh!”

As expected, the attack hit.

A low-level skill that had never been able to touch him before hit him directly.

Confirming this, I smirked.

As expected.

As I expected….

There is a limit to the space that can be created at once.

“It seems that the number of spaces you can create is only two at a time.”

“……!”

Secretary-General Wesley’s eyebrows twitched greatly.

That’s right.

It doesn’t make sense.

The power we have is just the origin of other abilities.

Only that it can be transformed into various forms, not a standardized skill.

It is by no means an absolute and infinite power.

The power to create infinite spaces infinitely?

There’s no way that exists.

“To figure that out after only exchanging a few attacks… you really are amazing.”

Unlike his words, his tone was clearly mocking.

But to me, it seemed like he was trying to appear relaxed to cover up the fact that his biggest weakness had been revealed.

“You used one to create this space, and you have to leave the remaining one to attack me…”

“…….”

[Summon: Legion]

[Origin Summon: Grand General – Baal]

[Origin Summon: Conqueror – Agares]

[Origin Summon: Dominator – Gamigin]

[……]

[A total of 72 Great Demons and 124,240 monsters have been summoned.]

Ggeugeugeugeuk—.

Kieeeeeek—!

“What are you going to do now?”

[Unique Class: Absolute Monarch]

All my forces revealed.

Hundreds of thousands of monsters began to roar as if they would devour him right away.

But….

“When I was active, I only participated in raids on Red-ranked dungeons.”

“……?”

For some reason, Secretary-General Wesley smiled and began to tell an irrelevant story.

“There was no need to fight. I just had to send the boss monster to another dimension. Well… I’ve raided about 300 monsters that way.”

He shrugged and continued.

“But… where do you think those things are now?”

“……!”

It didn’t take long to realize what those words meant.

[Unique Skill: Genesis]

[Space Release]

[A-1: Goldberg]

[A-2: Ancient Weapon – Kamira]

[A-3: Phantom Sword]

[……]

[ZZA-10: Killer King]

[A total of 337 spaces have been released.]

Gugugugugu—!

Hundreds of monsters.

The bosses of past Red-ranked dungeons appeared here.

“I wasn’t just able to create two spaces, but there were only two spaces left after imprisoning those things.”

“…….”

338 Red-ranked monsters.

And 340 spaces with their seals released.

My whole body stiffened at that despairing sight.

Just standing there blankly, staring at Secretary-General Wesley, at that moment.

“Don’t you feel sorry?”

He asked me.

“Should I feel sorry?”

“If you hadn’t interfered, none of this would have happened. We wouldn’t have made such extreme choices, and then there wouldn’t have been any sacrifices from the citizens.”

“Are you saying all of this is because of me?”

“Well, isn’t it?”

Secretary-General Wesley continued.

“If it weren’t for you, nothing would have happened.”

“…….”

“You will die here today, and WDSO will be disbanded. Of course, the Berlin invasion will not be stopped. When all your plans fall apart like that, your subordinates who believed in you and followed you will finally realize.”

He pointed at me with his finger.

“That everything happened because of you.”

At his words, I smiled faintly.

“There was a time when I respected you.”

“……?”

“For creating the subjugation system, forming an organization, and always fighting on the front lines for the safety of the citizens.”

Words I had never said to anyone before.

And those words that I have no intention of saying in the future, I slowly conveyed to Secretary-General Wesley.

“A Hunter should never put someone weaker than themselves in front of them. The strongest guy has to be at the top, and has to be in the front.”

“…….”

“Well, you might think I’m a person consumed by a thirst for power… but there’s no helping it.”

Yeah.

That’s the only way to survive.

“But seeing you sacrifice so many people even though you had this kind of power, and then trying to shift the blame onto others…”

I took a deep breath and said.

“Now that I see it, you’re just a pathetic coward.”

“…….”

Whether those words were a direct hit or not, Secretary-General Wesley’s expression hardened.

But just for a moment.

“The story is getting long.”

“I agree.”

Soon, a cold and heavy air flowed between the two of us.

Another war within a war.

The moment those massive forces, unimaginable to others, faced each other.

Gugugugugu—.

Kieeeeeee—!!

The two forces charged towards each other.