Chapter 117
Chapter 117
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Translator: True Detective
Chapter: 1
Chapter Title: The Adapting God
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Ungwiin's fist hurtled toward Clan Head Isabella's face.
"Die."
"I'll pass."
Boom!
The deployed domain—what could be called the secret art of Domain Hunters—often boosted the caster's own stats, separate from the field effects within it.
Yet she was sent flying backward by a mere punch thrown with one arm.
'Clan Head Mina... what the hell did you summon?'
A summoned beast monster... but their relationship just moments ago hadn't been anything like that.
The near-lethal combo of this 'white giant'—who'd almost skewered her virgin pussy with a monstrous magical dick sprouting from between its legs—and the 'little clan head.'
But damn, was that synergy ever formidable.
"You—for a monster—seem like the conversing type?"
"Huh? Halting the fight to wuss out and chat now?"
Ungwiin paused, fist cocked again at Clan Head Isabella's words, but held off for the moment.
"You're not Clan Head Mina's familiar, right?"
"Of course not! No one in this world could ever put me beneath them."
"Good. Then how about a deal between us?"
No need to waste strength pointlessly.
If their bond was a contract rather than master-servant, she could pitch a sweeter deal and forge a new one.
But.
"Hard pass."
"Wh-what?!"
No, this bastard... this monster.
Normally, you'd at least hear out a proposed deal before rejecting it.
Ungwiin barreled ahead regardless.
"Whatever. You can't top what Mina offered anyway."
"W-what?! No... what could Clan Head Mina possibly have that you won't even hear my offer?"
The Andong Kwon Clan might soar high among Korea's hunter families, but she stood at the pinnacle as one of the world's top ten clans' heads.
A deal beyond even a top ten clan head's reach?
What the hell was it?
Ungwiin smirked at her stunned expression.
"This."
"...!"
She hiked up the skirt barely covering her front, exposing her bare pussy fully—then cast a spell to conjure a man's cock right there.
A monstrous slab, thick enough to kill a woman just from looking.
Precum dripped steadily from the tip peeking past the foreskin, and Isabella swallowed without realizing.
But Ungwiin looked mildly offended.
"The male hunter Clan Head Mina introduced me to."
"...?"
"She said he's packing a dick even bigger than mine."
"Wh-what?!"
Bigger than the ultimate cock magicked up by a three-meter giant.
And Mina was going to introduce her to its owner!
"Monster or human—as a bitch with a womb—how could I say no to that?!"
"Fair enough... if it's bigger than yours, no offer from me would stand a chance."
"Haha! Damn straight! Shit, a cock that huge—how much cum could it blast? Just imagining slurping the dick cheese off the glans has my pussy drooling nonstop...!"
Those yellowish, chunky dick cheese nuggets clinging near a male hunter's glans?
...Gulp.
"D-delicious..."
Ungwiin's claim to hog those semen-urine-precum-mixed grains solo? Isabella squeezed her thighs in pure envy.
But this wasn't the time.
"Hah! Nearly got so dick-drunk on that story I dropped my guard."
Deal's off, then.
Time to grind out the original plan and drop everyone.
As Ungwiin grinned and charged again.
"Stop."
"?!"
Clan Head Isabella issued her domain's Absolute Command, freezing the hulking brute for an instant.
The halt lasted mere seconds.
But she knew: at their level, standing still that long was virtual suicide.
"You had a trick like that?"
"Indeed."
Thwack.
"Guh?!"
A vicious knee strike exploded into the halted Ungwiin's face.
Without wasting the moment as its twice-her-size frame toppled backward, Isabella unleashed a barrage.
'Big body means more vitals to hit!'
From the womb shield on down—eyes, ears, nose, solar plexus, everywhere she could reach.
Precise, ruthless punches hammered home.
"Gahk...!"
"U-Ungwiin!"
Thud.
The white beast crumpled to the ground, no chance to rally.
Witnessing Clan Head Isabella crush Ungwiin so effortlessly, her summoner Kwon Mina could only tremble.
"Clan Head Mina. It's done."
"Ngh...!"
"That monster looked like your ace in the hole. With it neutralized, surrendering's your best play now, no?"
Hated to admit it, but spot on.
Glancing at the sprawled Ungwiin, she flicked her eyes to Princess Miran too.
"Hah... hah...!"
Princess Miran had stalled plenty during the parley.
Her bindings half-undone already—and just as Mina eyed a desperate lunge.
"Ow ow ow..."
"?!"
Perfect strikes to every vital, yet...?
As if it were nothing—like morning wood—it sprang right back up.
"How... how the hell are you standing?"
"What, how? Tanked it and got up."
"...!"
Impossible.
Full-on clash with clan head power.
Up without a mark?
"Regen...?"
Snicker.
Bleeding from every hole just seconds ago.
Now? Barely a scratch left.
Seeing her pristine, Isabella pegged it as basic regeneration.
If only.
"Bwoeong~! Shina!"
"!!"
"I'm the peninsula's worst mountain god ever—you think my power's just some body heal?"
Grinning wide as her mouth stretched, she reared back for another haymaker.
But Isabella had read it coming.
"Stop!"
Frozen once more.
"Doesn't matter what it is..."
"Oh?"
"If regen’s your one edge, I'll exterminate you before you bounce back!"
Again—like before—unleashing the fist of ruin from the womb guard straight into the monster...!
Smirk.
"?!"
But.
Whoosh.
"Oh! Dodged?"
"Wh-what the...?"
Dangerous.
Split-second slower, and she'd eat a counter—her own face exploded.
Isabella's fist smashing Ungwiin's mug, but the white beast freed up simultaneous for its own strike.
Clan head or not, that brute force defied imagination.
Trading blows even? She'd eat the worse hit, no question.
"Movable already? How...?"
"Kuhuhuhu. I've 'adapted' to your power now. Somewhat."
"......What?"
Isabella fought to steady herself.
But this wasn't mere strength—her domain's debuff was fading on it.
Couldn't mask her shock at Ungwiin's might.
"I'm Ungwiin—the lone god of Hwan'guk, the peninsula's first nation, lost even to history."
"!!"
"My power: 'adaptation' to every phenomenon in this world."
Still catching some effect now—but the gaps would shrink over time.
Indeed, adapting to Isabella's domain bit by bit since her summoning into this space.
Had Isabella known and hammered her from the jump? Different story maybe.
"Stop!"
Body locked by the clan head's order again.
But initial three-second freeze? Down to 2.5... two seconds now, dwindling.
"Kuhahahaha! Domain Hunter, huh! Rare matchup—way too fun!"
Immune to the domain now, tanked a head-on punch, and still snorted like it was nothing—this white freak.
What could Clan Head Isabella even say against that overwhelming physique?
Chill.
A presence she'd never sensed even through two world wars.
A monster leagues beyond.
The arrival of something dwarfing even a clan head—fear gripped her, piss trickling down her legs.
"This feeling... god, how long's it been?"
"Why? Ready to quit?"
"As if. Finally a foe beyond rival—as a top ten clan head, gotta clash to the end."
Probably her last shot.
After? Her life hinged on summoner Clan Head Mina.
But no backing down.
Top ten clan head who'd unleashed her ultimate—no running now.
And so.
Crack.
"That was fun."
"Krgh?!"
Commands useless now on the adapting monster.
Ungwiin's fist met head-on as Clan Head Isabella shattered her own domain, hurtling far away.