The Hero is Hunting me!-Chapter 87: Encircled by Wolves

’ugh! This man is dangerous!! I have to escape!’

Hopper thought, genuine fear finally creeping into his chest.

"Are you thinking of running? Don’t even dream about it. Right now, you’re already surrounded by my men."

Boris said with a sinister smile.

The moment those words left his mouth, Boris launched himself forward at terrifying speed.

Hopper noticed it—but his reflexes were far too slow.

Boris’s fist slammed straight into Hopper’s face.

The impact sent Hopper flying downward like a broken doll.

BOOM!

The ground shattered violently as Hopper crashed into it, cracks spreading in all directions. Dust and debris shot into the air.

"Ugh...!"

Blood spilled from Hopper’s mouth as his body convulsed.

Suddenly, a woman’s voice echoed in front of him.

Hopper lifted his head weakly.

It was Alea.

"An enemy of our ally... must be eliminated."

From her hand, she manifested a fan. At the edge of the fan, countless thin needles gleamed coldly.

She flicked the fan forward.

In an instant, hundreds of sharp needles shot toward Hopper like a deadly storm.

Hopper gritted his teeth and stood up with all his remaining strength.

"Don’t underestimate me!!!"

He roared.

Clouds instantly formed from his hands, thick and dense, surging forward to intercept the needles.

The needles pierced into the clouds as if sinking into jelly, slowing down drastically.

For a brief moment—

Hopper felt hope.

But then—

The cloud split cleanly in half.

’w-what!?’

Hopper’s eyes widened in terror.

From his side, a hooded man appeared, wielding a katana.

The blade flashed.

Hopper immediately leapt backward as the katana slashed through the space where his neck had been just moments ago.

"Ugh!"

Before he could regain balance, Hopper noticed something else.

A thin red laser dot landed directly on his forehead.

The source was incredibly far away.

Nine kilometers.

A sniper.

"Hm... target locked."

The sniper murmured calmly.

The trigger was pulled.

The rifle released a bullet that tore through the air at impossible speed.

Hopper saw it.

A single bullet racing toward him.

’what!? That’s from nine kilometers away!! There’s no way a bullet should be this fast!!’

His panic reached its peak.

In the blink of an eye, the bullet was right in front of him.

Hopper couldn’t dodge in time.

At the last second, his clouds moved instinctively to protect him.

The bullet pierced through the cloud anyway—but its trajectory was altered.

Instead of his head, it tore straight into his shoulder.

"Aghhh!!"

Blood exploded from Hopper’s shoulder as he screamed in agony, his arm going limp.

Then—

Another woman’s voice rang out.

Hopper turned his head weakly.

On top of a nearby rooftop stood a red-haired woman.

"Hahahaha!!! I’m fired up!!!"

She shouted with wild excitement.

She activated her power.

In an instant, both of her arms transformed into massive tank barrels.

She aimed them directly at Hopper.

Two massive shells fired simultaneously.

Hopper’s heart sank.

He raised his remaining strength and formed another cloud—this time thicker, denser than ever before.

But it didn’t matter.

The two shells tore through the cloud like paper.

Hopper watched helplessly as the shells reached him.

And then—

BOOOOOOM!!

A massive explosion engulfed the area.

The red-haired woman laughed joyfully from the rooftop.

As the smoke slowly dissipated...

Hopper lay on the ground.

His body was broken, burned, and covered in blood.

He couldn’t move.

The hooded man walked toward him and stepped on his head.

"Hey. Wake up. We’re not satisfied yet."

Alea stepped forward and spoke calmly.

"Stop, Ryu. He’s already incapable of fighting."

The hooded man—Ryu—glanced at Alea, then bowed his head slightly and removed his foot from Hopper’s head.

Alea looked up at the red-haired woman.

"Polski! You can stop now. Come down."

"Hah!? He’s already down!? Tch! Boring."

With that, the red-haired woman named Polski jumped down from the rooftop.

Alea then turned her attention toward the sniper.

She made a hand gesture, signaling him to stop and come over.

"Oh? Looks like it’s over..."

The sniper stood up and began packing his equipment, preparing to move.

At that moment—

Boris descended from the sky.

He landed calmly on the ground, his presence overwhelming.

"Is it finished?"

"Yes, my lord..."

Alea replied respectfully.

"Good. I’ll inform Indigo about this. Take him to prison. If he dies—burn the body."

At those words, Alea, Ryu, and Polski bowed deeply.

Boris turned and walked away.

Hopper lay unconscious on the shattered ground.

Completely overwhelmed.

Completely defeated.

*Meanwhile, in the Vatican*

I walked toward a church.

Slowly, calmly, I entered.

Inside, I saw several church attendants moving quietly.

I approached one of the female attendants.

"Hm? Is there anything I can help you with, sir?"

She asked gently.

I opened my mouth and spoke.

"The sun has been shining too brightly lately."

The moment those words left my lips, her eyes widened.

Her voice dropped to a whisper.

"Please follow me, sir..."

She turned and guided me into a room.

Inside the room was a hidden path leading underground.

"The sun has been shining too brightly lately."

That was the code.

A phrase that would lead me to a dangerous group.

The Angelic Moon.

A villain organization that, in the future, was supposed to oppose Lightnova.

Of course, this was all explained in the webtoon.

I already knew their storyline.

Their secrets.

Their weaknesses.

I came here to form an alliance.

To make them join the Darkest Alliance.

I followed the woman deeper underground.

The path grew darker.

She snapped her fingers.

Torches along the walls ignited one by one, lighting the way.

Eventually, we stopped in front of a wooden door.

"Please, sir."

She said.

I opened the door and stepped inside.

Inside the room, I saw several figures wearing white-gold hoods.

They were kneeling, bowing toward a statue of an angel.

My eyes shifted toward one hooded figure who stood out from the rest.

I knew exactly who that was.

The leader of The Angelic Moon.

I stepped forward.

The figures stopped bowing and turned toward me.

They stood up.

The uniquely hooded figure walked toward me with graceful steps.

When she stood in front of me, she spoke.

"What do you desire, sir?"

Her voice was beautiful.

Truly extraordinary.

It felt like listening to an actual angel.

Angelica.

She removed her white hood.

Golden hair flowed down her back.

Her golden eyes shimmered like a blessing from the Creator itself.

She was undeniably beautiful.

I smiled beneath my mask.

"Angelica."

Her eyes widened.

She took a step back, immediately entering a combat stance.

The others behind her did the same.

"Who are you!? How do you know my name!?"

I sighed internally.

’Looks like I’ll have to negotiate calmly.’