Weapon seller in the world of magic-Chapter 759: Earth 1712: Temple of Horus (Part-2)

Hunter license can be used for a number of things, and people take advantage of it. Governments all over the world clearly know about it but they wouldn’t take any necessary steps to stop it. Why?

The Hunters are considered the reserve forces of the country, and they will have to answer when they are called to duty in case war breaks out and they are needed to protect the citizens. Then, these people would be left with only two choices. Either retire voluntarily and cancel the benefits of the license or answer the call of the nation.

Anyway, as it would be tough for WHC to pay for them if they show up in large numbers, they kept out the lowest class Hunters from this war and hired the higher class Hunters.

But at the same time, they also need to worry about the attacks of dark guilds and terrorist organizations, which will try to cause chaos within their respective cities if the guilds there sent away their entire force. So, WHC was clear in its hiring process and gave warnings beforehand to the private agencies not to send every Hunter that is available.

In the end, the city of Napzu saw an influx of thousands of Hunters over the past week, and about three thousand of them managed to register themselves one after another at VHA (Vashia Hunter Association).

At around 9 o’clock in the morning, whoever registered so far was gathered at Napzu International stadium, the biggest sports field in the city, which is used to host international games for soccer.

There, an old man in his mid-eighties was waiting for them alongside the other staff members.

He looked frail, and wrinkles were all over his face. His eyes aren’t even widely opened properly and he just gives off the vibes of a harmless-looking old man. In a simple way, he just looked like a person who might die at any time.

However, no one in the world, not even an S-rank Hunter, had the guts to look down on him.

Whether it was the young or the old, B-rank or A-rank, every Hunter just stared at him in admiration from a distance and started murmuring about how they were lucky to see the living legend, the one who was considered to be the guardian of the world.

Using a mic, the old man addressed all of them, "Hello, young fellas. Some of you might have heard of me, and some of you might not. Well, it has been more than two decades since I retired. So, I won’t blame you. Anyway, let me introduce myself. My name is Lewis Knight and my codename is Zero.

First of all, I thank you for joining the war that was not yours in the first place. But before leaving for the war, all of you must understand that the dungeon boss, Werewolf Lord, isn’t a simple monster you can fight. He is considered a Class-0 monster.

He didn’t have just millions but tens of billions of Mana particles. What’s worse is that he has the ability to share it with fellow allies. Regardless of their strength, you will be fighting the enemies who will have way above your reserves than yourselves.

So, be smart while engaging the enemy, and those who were trained in firearms, make sure to depend more on ammunition. That’s all I have to say. Thank you."

Clap Clap Clap

All the Hunters started clapping for the retired Hunter as he finished the speech.

Soon, the General of Vashia’s Special Forces took over the command, transporting all of them in large transport helicopters and vehicles to go to the temporary military bases set near the temple of Horus.

Meanwhile, inside the Temple of Horus;

A 25-foot giant werewolf, which was sleeping on a sacrificial altar for the past six hours, opened its eyes.

"I hope you had a good sleep, Milord," an aged voice was heard from the side.

It transformed into a 7-foot buffed man looking like he was in his early forties. Sitting on the altar, he took a glance at the statue and then at the old man in his late sixties, who was standing there for a while, "Did it start, Qin Sheng?"

The S-rank Hunter bowed deeply like a true subordinate and replied, "Not yet, Milord. It looked like they were a couple of hours behind in launching the attack."

"Very well," The Werewolf lord nodded with a grin on his face, "Call my generals, right now. We’ll begin the preparations for the ritual."

"Eh?" Qin Sheng was taken aback. "But, if there are no captured Hunters, who will we sacrifice?"

The Werewolf lord replied, "Instead of sharing my Mana particles with others, I shall use my powers to destroy the barrier before the enemy anticipates. And then, we shall proceed to seal the entire Napzu city and use the cursed box of Horus to release plague. Every child, woman, man, and elderly person will be sacrificed for our cause."

A look of panic and shock appeared on Qin Sheng’s face.

"But, without your help, Milord, our brothers might not be able to hold against the incoming army of Hunters. I heard that there are more than 6000 of them coming at us and we are only 184. Yes, we might be invincible so far but not this time. Because the humans are desperate. When they become desperate, their strength will increase. We will be defeated before you complete the ritual," Qin Sheng appeared to be genuinely worried about the situation.

The Werewolf lord patted his shoulder with a grin, showing off his sharp fangs, "Don’t worry. Once the trap you set succeeds, I will be reborn as the Fenrir, and once I had the power of a progenitor, I will be able to resurrect the lives of our lost brothers. As for those humans, they will pay very dearly. The Age of Fenrir will begin soon, hahahaha..."

As the werewolf lord started laughing wildly, Qin Sheng clenched his fists, murmuring under his breath. "I just hope Milord will show grace on Sungjun."

*

In the depths of the Blythena Sea, a stealth submarine was quietly moving in the pitch darkness where the sunlight cannot reach.

The eight veteran Hunters were going through their strategy based on the new piece of Intel they received from their spy. Sungjun, meanwhile, was silent. His role is already determined. Hence, he didn’t need the feel to participate in their discussion.

Watching him silently stay in the corner and closing his eyes, Xing Lin broke up from the group once their discussion was over and walked toward him.

He sensed her presence nearby and opened his eyes.

She sat beside him and asked in a friendly manner, "What are you thinking, Mr. Han?"

Sungjun shrugged his shoulders, "Nothing. I just wanted to get out of this mess."

"Hmm?" Xing Lin misunderstood his words and couldn’t help but look at him in pity. She thought that he was worried about dying, as this isn’t something he signed up for. As for his earlier display of strength against Jaden Wong, in her eyes, he was just protecting his ego. In reality, she termed him weak and someone who needed protection.

Trying to give him an assurance, Xing Lin let out a smile and said, "Don’t worry about it. Just stick to my side until the mission is over. You will do fine. In fact, your ocular powers will be quite helpful if I might add."

Sungjun glanced at her from the corner of his eye. He could tell that she was sincere when she said those words.

At first, he had the urge to clear her misunderstanding. But, Sungjun knew that doing it would not be helpful to him in any way.

Hence, he just went with the flow and commented calmly, "You sure are different from the rest, Ms. Xing."

"Thanks, I guess." Xing Lin smiled once again. After a brief pause, as if she remembered something, she further added, "By the way, you can call me Xing Lin. Or Xing Xing if you want to be casual. I don’t mind it."

Before Sungjun reacted to it, Sun Xiao intervened by calling Xing Lin and walking toward them.

She was actually curious about what they were talking about. Since she cannot act like a friend around Sungjun, she sat beside Xing Lin, her former teammate, and whispered to her, "Do you know each other or something?"

Sungjun’s ears perked up as he barely heard her, but he stayed silent as if he wasn’t interested. Xing Lin then shook her head, "No. I’m just accompanying him." After a brief pause, she addressed both of them at the same time, "By the way, both of you came from the same detention facility, right?"

As both of them nodded, she asked, "Did either of you come across anyone named Xing Yu there? He is around the same age as me."

"Xing Yu? Someone from your family? Your brother?" Sun Xiao asked after hearing the name. Sungjun wondered the same.