Chapter 170

The Kremlin Palace.

It was an architectural marvel embodying Russia’s long history, a pivotal structure connected to Red Square.

In front of it, countless guards aimed their rifles, glaring at a lone figure.

“Well, now.”

Kang Yuseong tsk-tsked as he observed the guards, easily numbering over three hundred.

“This is quite an excessive welcome, wouldn’t you say?”

He took a step forward, muttering,

“It would be a shame to waste so many lives… *Sigh*.”

“Prepare to fire!”

Click!

The guards gripped their rifle triggers tightly once more.

If they pulled them, hundreds of bullets would fly toward Kang Yuseong.

Of course, they wouldn’t do him any harm.

“So…”

Crackle!

At that instant, Kang Yuseong’s eyes glowed with a chilling blue light.

Clack!

Suddenly, the guards lowered their rifles, which had been aimed at Kang Yuseong, then stood at attention. Even the commander who had given the “prepare to fire” order acted strangely.

“Attention, all units!”

*Thud-thud!*

“His Excellency is entering. Present arms!”

At his shout, the guards, lined up on both sides, uniformly snapped into a “present arms” stance, welcoming Kang Yuseong.

Kang Yuseong walked slowly between the guards, who presented arms as if greeting a head of state, forming an impressive sight.

“Now that’s a proper welcome. Stand down. I’m telling you to save your precious lives.”

These were not Hunters.

The guards were just ordinary people.

Thus, they were directly exposed to Kang Yuseong’s mental control.

But because of that, they were able to save their lives.

Having neutralized the defense by forcibly controlling the minds of hundreds of guards, Kang Yuseong entered the Kremlin Palace with a leisurely stride.

Clunk—

The moment he grasped the doorknob to enter, he felt a chill run through him.

Kang Yuseong grinned.

‘Well, look at this.’

The Kremlin Palace.

Indeed, Russia was not an opponent to be taken lightly.

Kang Yuseong instinctively realized that beyond this door, inside the Kremlin Palace, countless monsters were teeming.

‘This should keep things interesting.’

Clang—

Kang Yuseong tightened his grip on the doorknob.

Creak—

And the door opened.

*Thud.*

Kang Yuseong took a step inside.

*Whoosh—*

A bone-chilling cold assailed him from all directions.

The interior was plunged into pitch-black darkness, not a single light on, yet the breaths of the monsters hidden within that darkness were palpable.

“Now this is a proper welcome.”

A twisted smile played on Kang Yuseong’s lips.

“Then, I should reciprocate.”

*Roar!*

A colossal aura erupted from his entire body.

Clang—

And two swords, radiating a cold, blue sharpness, appeared in his hands.

“Now, let’s play.”

The monsters in the darkness stirred.

* * * * *

*Whish!*

Kang Yuseong’s swords danced gracefully in the air.

He didn’t know how long it had been since he’d used his true power.

But that power was far stronger, far more fluid than his other abilities.

Swish!

The sword in his right hand cleanly severed the neck of a man who charged from the left. That wasn’t the end of it.

Flash!

The sword in Kang Yuseong’s hand spun rapidly, like a windmill blade, slicing across the abdomen of another man beside him before passing by.

“Gah!”

The man let out a short groan and collapsed.

Thud!

Next, Kang Yuseong stepped forward and kicked another man in the chest.

“Ugh!”

The man, who had been charging at Kang Yuseong with a heavy blunt weapon, was flung backward with great force.

“…!”

He gritted his teeth, trying to regain his balance, but then his eyes widened.

Thud!

Crunch!

Before anyone knew it, Kang Yuseong had moved in, completely crushing him with a powerful kick.

“This bastard… kill him!”

The inherent belligerence of the Slavic people was unleashed.

Perhaps enraged by their predicament, being toyed with by Kang Yuseong alone, they charged with furious expressions.

“Come at me with all you’ve got!”

But Kang Yuseong, with an even more composed expression, gave a cold, faint smile.

*Clang!*

The massive greatswords they wielded also possessed considerable power.

But Kang Yuseong’s sword effortlessly parried them.

*Clang-clang-clang!*

Sparks flew as sword clashed against sword, but the results were remarkably different.

*Whish!*

“Ugh!”

Kang Yuseong’s sword slid up the greatsword and then severed the opponent’s neck.

In an instant, nearly a dozen Hunters fell.

But they charged with even more venomous expressions.

There was only one opponent.

It made no sense to be afraid of just one and run away.

However, they were slowly realizing.

Kang Yuseong.

The power they had only heard about in rumors completely exceeded their imagination.

Kang Yuseong’s combat prowess was overwhelmingly dominant, making it difficult for them to properly counter, and the two gleaming swords in his hands were truly the swords of the God of Death.

*Thud!*

Once again, Kang Yuseong darted among them like a dancing blade, and dozens more men collapsed.

“Now, will you kindly clear the way? Or…”

Kang Yuseong looked at them coldly.

“Do you all want to die?”

“Ugh!”

The Hunters glared at each other, gritting their teeth.

These words were a complete dismissal of them.

No matter how strong Kang Yuseong was, they were the strongest Hunters, handpicked from Russia.

None of them would tuck tail and run here.

“Kill him!”

Without anyone needing to say it first, they gripped their weapons and charged.

Kang Yuseong let out a short sigh.

“They’re the kind who only understand actions, not words. Well, this isn’t so bad either. Heh heh!”

His eyes blazed with killing intent.

This time, he held nothing back.

*Whish!*

Swish!

The moment the two swords flared out, Hunters’ necks were severed and their waists cut.

Men gushed blood and fell backward, one after another.

*Thud!*

And the last remaining man collapsed.

He was the one who had resisted to the very end, wielding a large iron club.

*Swish!*

Kang Yuseong shook the two longswords, thick with blood, in the air to clean them, then stepped forward.

It was no exaggeration to say that no one could stop him now.

*Thud.*

The sound of his footsteps echoed down the long corridor.

* * * * *

Boom! Crash!

Meanwhile, an intense battle was raging at the entrance.

Here, too, a battle of one against many was taking place, and here, too, the results were beyond imagination.

Boom!

“Argh!”

“Don’t, don’t retreat! He’s only one man!”

To be precise, it was one man accompanied by countless corpses, but the corpses were not a big problem for the Hunters.

The problem was that peculiar man in a fedora, launching fireballs from behind.

Rumors had circulated that a Magic User who wielded fire was accompanying Kang Yuseong, but no one had imagined he would be this powerful.

He was simply unbeatable.

Most of the Russian Hunters, who were Chakra Users, were powerless against the fireballs Kim Do-jin unleashed. No method, no means, could protect them.

“Ugh! To think we can’t push back just one man! It’s a disgrace to the Russian Special Hunter Unit!”

The commander leading them ground his teeth until they ached.

In truth, Kim Do-jin wasn’t the only one getting on their nerves.

The skeleton, wielding a longsword at the forefront, mixed with the corpses, was also incredibly threatening.

Its skill level was comparable to an SS-rank Hunter.

This meant it alone could handle two of the Russian Special Hunter Unit members currently trying to stop them.

But it was exceptionally cunning.

While the Hunters were being bombarded with fireballs by Kim Do-jin, it would slip in, cut down a couple of men, then retreat. It would use the corpses in a human wave tactic, then suddenly appear to sever a man’s neck, fighting with extreme intelligence.

Blood.

His intelligence was proportional to Kang Yuseong’s, so his combat style could truly be called a genius.

“As of this moment, I authorize the use of enhancers!”

Ironically, such an order was given by the Russian Special Hunter Unit.

The enhancers created by Star Pharmaceuticals were now being used to strengthen the Russian Special Hunter Unit.

The special unit members, with faces contorted in fury, fumbled in their pockets and pulled out the enhancers they had carefully preserved.

Gulp!

And they swallowed them down in one gulp.

A colossal aura enveloped all of them.

An explosive energy erupted, doubling their strength compared to moments before.

“Arghhh!”

Boom! Crash!

Crunch!

With their wildly surging power, they crushed and shattered the corpses that charged at them.

Clang!

Blood, attempting a surprise attack, was met with a powerful counterattack for the first time and was flung backward.

Kim Do-jin slowly adjusted his fedora as he watched.

“Now this is getting interesting.”

A dry smile touched his lips as he watched the countless figures, their corpses completely dismembered, charging towards him.

“I’ll allow that much. Heh heh.”

*Whoosh!*

At that moment, a crimson aura also erupted from Kim Do-jin’s entire body.

Fiery Form.

He was becoming a true body of fire, maximizing his pyrokinetic abilities.

“Shall we go again?”

Kim Do-jin smiled coldly.

“Waaah!”

And in front of him, numerous figures charged towards him.

* * * * *

The corridor of the Kremlin Palace was long.

And unexpectedly, it was empty.

Had he truly caught them off guard?

*Thud, thud.*

Kang Yuseong walked down the corridor and reached a door.

A massive wooden door.

Gazing intently at the ornately decorated handle, Kang Yuseong reached out and grasped it.

Clunk—

The door opened.

And the scene inside came into full view.

A colossal study.

And a large desk befitting it, with a man sitting calmly in front of it.

Kang Yuseong knew who he was.

“Fyodor.”

Kang Yuseong offered him a dry smile.

And walked towards him.

“You’ve got guts. Waiting for me without any guards?”

Fyodor was alone.

It was unexpected.

But it was also not unexpected.

Fyodor was a fox.

Hadn’t he incited the European Union to attack South Korea?

And now, even with the Kremlin Palace effectively in Kang Yuseong’s hands, he maintained a calm expression, without the slightest hint of agitation.

“You’ve finally arrived, Kang Yuseong.”

Fyodor’s first greeting was as if he had been waiting for Kang Yuseong.

“What’s your game?”

Kang Yuseong asked, narrowing his brows, and Fyodor smiled faintly.

“I’ve been waiting for you. Well, it was quite impressive. As expected of Kang Yuseong, I suppose. You’re a truly remarkable fellow.”

Then, he took out two wine glasses, offered one to Kang Yuseong.

“Have a drink.”

Kang Yuseong frowned, watching his actions.

“You’re full of surprises.”

“No, I merely wish to make you an offer.”

“An offer?”

Fyodor displayed a faint smile.

“How about we join hands and conquer Europe?”