Chapter 981: Hero Of The New World
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The desolate landscape stretched out before Sung Han Soo, mirroring the turmoil within his heart.
Jagged rocks and barren earth provided the backdrop for the confrontation that was about to unfold. The air was heavy with anticipation as he faced off against Gyu Pol.
The wind howled through the rugged terrain, carrying with it a sense of foreboding.
Gyu Pol stood before Han Soo with a wicked smirk playing on his lips. His eyes gleamed with a malevolence that sent a chill down Han Soo's spine.
The villain's voice cut through the silence, a sinister, yet taunting tone attached to it.
"Sung, eh? That name reminds me of a foolish Hunter I once knew," Gyu Pol sneered, his tone laced with venom.
"A pathetic excuse for a hunter who thought sacrificing himself for the greater good made him a hero. But in reality, he was nothing more than a fool who squandered his power and strength."
To this man, power was only meant to be used for one's own gain—the very antithesis to what a Hunter stood for in the first place.
Han Soo's fists clenched at his sides, his face contorting with a mix of anger and pain.
The mention of his father, the man who had been his guiding light, sent waves of emotion crashing over him.
Memories of his father's sacrifice, the weight of the burden he had shouldered, flooded his mind.
'He... he died in service, but...'
With unwavering determination, Han Soo locked eyes with Gyu Pol and spoke, his voice filled with conviction.
"You know nothing. My father was a hero in every sense of the word. He showed me that true strength lies in selflessness, in using one's power not for personal gain but for the protection of others. His sacrifice was not in vain."
The wind whipped around them, seemingly echoing Han Soo's words, as if nature itself recognized the significance of this moment.
The young Hunter's eyes burned with a fire that matched the intensity of the desolate landscape.
He refused to let Gyu Pol's words tarnish his father's memory or undermine his own resolve.
"I will defeat youl," Han Soo declared, his voice filled with unwavering determination.
"Not just for myself, but for everyone who stands here today. For everyone who has suffered at the hands of your wicked cause. For everyone in the world who still has the thoughts of heroes planted in their hearts."
Han Soo didn't care how he sounded at the moment. He only bled out his heart to his adversary.
"I will prove to the world that heroes still exist, that there are those who will rise above darkness and protect the innocent."
"Oh?" Gyu Pol's smirk grew wider once he heard Han Soo's words.
They seemed like nothing but empty comments to him.
"What an idiot" He sneered, his voice dripping with disdain. "You think you can defeat me? You're nothing compared to the power I possess."
What could a no-name Hunter hope to achieve in the face of a Pillar? An SS Class Hunter?
Well...
"We'll see about that."
Han Soo's gaze hardened, his eyes narrowing with determination.
"[Skill Activation: Dark Constructs]."
Utilizing his major S Class offensive Skill, Gyu Pol summoned shadow-like structures from the darkness.
They had twisted, malevolent forms, glowing obsidian black and purple.
But what of it? Han Soo no longer felt intimidated by whatever the enemy would throw at him.
Only one thing was on his mind at this moment.
'Let's do this!'
... And that was his victory.
>WHOOOOOOOOOOSSSHHHHBOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMM!!!WHUUUMMM!!!BZZZZZZZZZZTTTTT!!!BZZZZTTTTTTTTZZZZZZZZZZ!!!!!BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMM!!!
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The desolate landscape stretched out before Sung Han Soo, mirroring the turmoil within his heart.
Jagged rocks and barren earth provided the backdrop for the confrontation that was about to unfold. The air was heavy with anticipation as he faced off against Gyu Pol.
The wind howled through the rugged terrain, carrying with it a sense of foreboding.
Gyu Pol stood before Han Soo with a wicked smirk playing on his lips. His eyes gleamed with a malevolence that sent a chill down Han Soo's spine.
The villain's voice cut through the silence, a sinister, yet taunting tone attached to it.
"Sung, eh? That name reminds me of a foolish Hunter I once knew," Gyu Pol sneered, his tone laced with venom.
"A pathetic excuse for a hunter who thought sacrificing himself for the greater good made him a hero. But in reality, he was nothing more than a fool who squandered his power and strength."
To this man, power was only meant to be used for one's own gain—the very antithesis to what a Hunter stood for in the first place.
Han Soo's fists clenched at his sides, his face contorting with a mix of anger and pain.
The mention of his father, the man who had been his guiding light, sent waves of emotion crashing over him.
Memories of his father's sacrifice, the weight of the burden he had shouldered, flooded his mind.
'He... he died in service, but...'
With unwavering determination, Han Soo locked eyes with Gyu Pol and spoke, his voice filled with conviction.
"You know nothing. My father was a hero in every sense of the word. He showed me that true strength lies in selflessness, in using one's power not for personal gain but for the protection of others. His sacrifice was not in vain."
The wind whipped around them, seemingly echoing Han Soo's words, as if nature itself recognized the significance of this moment.
The young Hunter's eyes burned with a fire that matched the intensity of the desolate landscape.
He refused to let Gyu Pol's words tarnish his father's memory or undermine his own resolve.
"I will defeat youl," Han Soo declared, his voice filled with unwavering determination.
"Not just for myself, but for everyone who stands here today. For everyone who has suffered at the hands of your wicked cause. For everyone in the world who still has the thoughts of heroes planted in their hearts."
Han Soo didn't care how he sounded at the moment. He only bled out his heart to his adversary.
"I will prove to the world that heroes still exist, that there are those who will rise above darkness and protect the innocent."
"Oh?" Gyu Pol's smirk grew wider once he heard Han Soo's words.
They seemed like nothing but empty comments to him.
"What an idiot" He sneered, his voice dripping with disdain. "You think you can defeat me? You're nothing compared to the power I possess."
What could a no-name Hunter hope to achieve in the face of a Pillar? An SS Class Hunter?
Well...
"We'll see about that."
Han Soo's gaze hardened, his eyes narrowing with determination.
"[Skill Activation: Dark Constructs]."
Utilizing his major S Class offensive Skill, Gyu Pol summoned shadow-like structures from the darkness.
They had twisted, malevolent forms, glowing obsidian black and purple.
But what of it? Han Soo no longer felt intimidated by whatever the enemy would throw at him.
Only one thing was on his mind at this moment.
'Let's do this!'
... And that was his victory.
>WHOOOOOOOOOOSSSHHHHBOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMM!!!WHUUUMMM!!!BZZZZZZZZZZTTTTT!!!BZZZZTTTTTTTTZZZZZZZZZZ!!!!!BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMM!!!
The desolate landscape stretched out before Sung Han Soo, mirroring the turmoil within his heart. Jagged rocks and barren earth provided the backdrop for the confrontation that was about to unfold. The air was heavy with anticipation as he faced off against Gyu Pol. The wind howled through the rugged terrain, carrying with it a sense of foreboding.Gyu Pol stood before Han Soo with a wicked smirk playing on his lips. His eyes gleamed with a malevolence that sent a chill down Han Soo's spine. The villain's voice cut through the silence, a sinister, yet taunting tone attached to it."Sung, eh? That name reminds me of a foolish Hunter I once knew," Gyu Pol sneered, his tone laced with venom. "A pathetic excuse for a hunter who thought sacrificing himself for the greater good made him a hero. But in reality, he was nothing more than a fool who squandered his power and strength."To this man, power was only meant to be used for one's own gainthe very antithesis to what a Hunter stood for in the first place.Han Soo's fists clenched at his sides, his face contorting with a mix of anger and pain. The mention of his father, the man who had been his guiding light, sent waves of emotion crashing over him. Memories of his father's sacrifice, the weight of the burden he had shouldered, flooded his mind.'He... he died in service, but...'With unwavering determination, Han Soo locked eyes with Gyu Pol and spoke, his voice filled with conviction. "You know nothing. My father was a hero in every sense of the word. He showed me that true strength lies in selflessness, in using one's power not for personal gain but for the protection of others. His sacrifice was not in vain."The wind whipped around them, seemingly echoing Han Soo's words, as if nature itself recognized the significance of this moment.The young Hunter's eyes burned with a fire that matched the intensity of the desolate landscape. He refused to let Gyu Pol's words tarnish his father's memory or undermine his own resolve."I will defeat youl," Han Soo declared, his voice filled with unwavering determination. "Not just for myself, but for everyone who stands here today. For everyone who has suffered at the hands of your wicked cause. For everyone in the world who still has the thoughts of heroes planted in their hearts."Han Soo didn't care how he sounded at the moment. He only bled out his heart to his adversary."I will prove to the world that heroes still exist, that there are those who will rise above darkness and protect the innocent.""Oh?" Gyu Pol's smirk grew wider once he heard Han Soo's words.They seemed like nothing but empty comments to him. "What an idiot" He sneered, his voice dripping with disdain. "You think you can defeat me? You're nothing compared to the power I possess." What could a no-name Hunter hope to achieve in the face of a Pillar? An SS Class Hunter?Well..."We'll see about that."Han Soo's gaze hardened, his eyes narrowing with determination. "Skill Activation: Dark Constructs." Utilizing his major S Class offensive Skill, Gyu Pol summoned shadow-like structures from the darkness.They had twisted, malevolent forms, glowing obsidian black and purple.But what of it? Han Soo no longer felt intimidated by whatever the enemy would throw at him.Only one thing was on his mind at this moment.'Let's do this!'... And that was his victory.WHOOOOOOOOOOSSSHHHHBOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMM!!!WHUUUMMM!!!BZZZZZZZZZZTTTTT!!!BZZZZTTTTTTTTZZZZZZZZZZ!!!!!BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMM!!!
