Chapter 104
Chapter 104
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Translator: True Detective
Chapter:
Chapter Title: I'll End It Today
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A Fighter Hunter radiating a golden aura.
Gazing down at Kwon Sora, Cassandra Clan Head was utterly dumbfounded by the impossible scene unfolding before her.
'A Fighter Hunter using magic power? Ridiculous. Aren't they just lowly brutes who can only swing their fists and feet...?'
The lowest-ranked hunter class, stripped of everything except the ability to inflict critical damage with every strike.
That was the Fighter Hunter she knew... no, the one the entire world knew.
So what was this mysterious golden energy pouring from her body?
As if reading Cassandra Clan Head's mind...
"It's steam that started leaking out on its own."
"...What?"
Kwon Sora explained her current condition.
"I'm not controlling any magic power right now."
"What do you mean? So that energy flowing from your body is just coming out 'unconsciously'?"
"Exactly. It's nothing more than the magical steam my body is venting after surpassing its limits."
Magic power leaking out without any control.
It was unthinkable.
Because every person's innate magic reserves were finite, and for it to spill out like this meant...
'She's far exceeded her original level.'
Literally.
Her body had broken through its limits in a ridiculously short time.
'But even momentarily, I've never heard of a power-up like this...'
Like a B-rank hunter grinding for decades to reach A-rank.
Growth always required a process.
Yet a technique that compressed it into moments? There had to be massive risks involved.
Which was why...
"It's still just a Fighter Hunter's trick."
"...!"
"You'll only destroy yourself."
Cassandra Clan Head summoned countless gleaming golden armaments once more, shining brilliantly in all directions like the sun rising in the dead of night.
She unleashed them all toward Kwon Sora at once.
"If I'm wrong, prove it. Show me your worth."
But...
"Huh? You started off so polite, but now you've ditched the formalities?"
The pest who should have been less than an ant beneath her notice was suddenly right in front of Cassandra's eyes.
She had leaped up using the launching armaments as footholds, catching the startled Clan Head before she could even look up.
Kwang!
"Guh?!"
A fist shot forward.
Cassandra frantically conjured a golden shield between them, barely managing to block it.
"Kuhuk?!"
She was hurled backward, and the shield infused with her own power shattered in an instant.
On top of that, the defense wasn't even perfect—her shield crumbled to pieces in a shower of fragments.
'Me... I couldn't track her movement, even for that split second?'
And it didn't stop there.
"What are you scheming?"
"?!"
"You think I'd wait around for it again?"
This brat.
When had she circled behind again?
Cassandra refused to accept it.
A commoner.
And not just any—a Fighter Hunter, the most reviled class in the hunter world. To be utterly outmatched in raw stats by one?
She slammed a golden blade down from above the head of the insolent fool who had leaped behind her.
But by then, the girl had already slipped past her side and bounded forward again.
"Grr...! Don't get ahead of yourself, you whelp."
The head of one of the world's top ten clans, struggling against a woman who hadn't even lived a century.
In this nauseating, incomprehensible mess, Cassandra abandoned her usual calm and sharp demeanor, throwing herself fully into the fray.
Kang! Kang! Kang!
Thukang!
"Up, down, left, right! My weapons fill every direction."
"It's... like the creation of all things."
"Exactly. It's the power of a god—and one only I, as Liersen Clan Head, can wield!"
Dozens, hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands of armaments glowed radiantly, encircling Kwon Sora from every angle.
Yet each time, she stomped on them, kicked them aside, shattered them, seized them, and turned them against her foe, steadily claiming the advantage.
Limiter release.
Forcing out power beyond normal limits—a technique that could shave years off one's life if mishandled, long forbidden and vanished from hunter circles.
But Im Eonnyeon, the branch chief who stored the world's knowledge in her Velvet Room.
As her disciple, desperate to uncover her mother's secrets, Kwon Sora had endlessly honed herself, growing stronger with every breath.
'Not yet... not yet!'
She didn't care if it killed her.
She craved the power to grow stronger no matter what, transforming from mere mortal into a genius forged by relentless effort beyond limits.
"You can move faster than the armaments I fire?"
"That's what surpassing your limits means."
And so...
Crack!
"Kuhak?!"
For the first time, she landed a clean hit on the Clan Head's jaw as the woman chased her speed.
Her brain rattled; Cassandra dropped to one knee before the commoner.
"...!"
The first clash, the second—still no blood.
She could chalk it up to luck.
But now, with the sharp sting of real pain...
What could she say?
"...I have no choice but to acknowledge it?"
When she rose from her brief kneel...
As Liersen Clan Head, Cassandra could no longer deny it.
This despicably lowly hunter class blocking her path.
This red-haired Fighter Hunter was one of the scant few in the world strong enough to battle her.
So she asked her name.
"What is your name?"
"My name...?"
"Yes. No one asks an ant's name before crushing it. Names are for equals."
Bugs and beasts didn't warrant it, naturally.
Animals couldn't speak for themselves; only their owners might answer.
So, as one person to another, Cassandra asked Kwon Sora.
"Didn't I tell you before? Kwon Sora."
She had already introduced herself, so Kwon Sora tilted her head at the repeated question.
"That was you blurting it out on your own."
"Ah..."
"And now, I'm asking as one hunter to another—including your class."
To ordinary folk, it might seem trivial, but for a clan head, asking a name was a grave tradition.
With that, Cassandra regarded the Kwon Sora before her as a worthy adversary.
"Then it's time I showed my true strength."
"!!"
"No way...!"
"Secret art."
She clad her entire body in golden armor—the hallmark power of a true clan head.
"Golden Inferno Prison."
The landscape, once brightly lit by golden armaments, now gleamed as if forged in molten metal.
At the same time, from piercing Yeouido's skies above to plunging down from below...
"Insane!"
Countless giant swords, each dozens of meters long.
"In the name of the Liersen Clan, I command you."
"...!"
"I will remember you. Rest easy and close your eyes."
Kwon Sora scrambled to counter the golden armaments swarming her faster than ever.
But the massive weapons spearing straight through the island itself...
"Uoooo!"
Even strikes slipping past their speed to reach Cassandra bounced harmlessly off.
Ting.
"...?!"
"Pointless. This armor is a divine relic handed down through the Liersen Clan for generations."
No matter where she struck, her attacks didn't so much as dent it. Instead, every opening left her body torn to rags by the incoming barrage.
"Uwaaaaaah!"
"Kwon Sora, you fought admirably."
"...!"
"Take pride in pushing someone like me this far with your wretched bloodline."
The tide of battle had turned.
Even Mina, who could only watch helplessly, knew that with the secret art unleashed, victory belonged to Cassandra.
And yet...
Why?
How could she still stand?
"Kwon Sora-ssi! Let's just run away!"
"Hah... hah..."
"If we go now, we might make it! Or at least get inside my domain! I can use a little healing magic too!"
Kwon Sora, drenched in her own blood like a crimson shower.
Mina screamed at the battered, pulp-like figure. Cassandra, denying even that chance, prepared her final, all-out strike.
"Pierce her, Poseidon."
A resplendent 10-meter golden trident, brimming with magic, poised for launch.
But...
Still...
She couldn't flee.
"Huu...!"
"Kwon Sora-ssi!"
"Sorry, Mina Clan Head, but I won't turn my back on that woman. Not ever."
"...Why?"
Because...
"She insulted my parents."
"...!"
"She put the man I want to protect in danger and dared to belittle my beloved parents' blood without permission."
So...
Thus...
Even if this body shattered, she would fight.
That was the fiery essence of a woman born from the womb.
And so...
"Take this!"
"Limiter release..."
Kududuk.
"300%."
Thudwang!
Kwon Sora rocketed forward.
She pierced the blinding flash—like a spear to impale the world itself—that closed in on her face in an instant.
And without the Clan Head even registering what happened behind her...
She slammed a full-force belly punch into Cassandra's gut, a message to never underestimate a Fighter Hunter again.
"Gek?!"
In the end...
The bloody red-haired bitch barely managed to raise a hand.
Beneath her lay the haughty bitch, collapsed unconscious, piss streaming down her legs.