Rub Salt into the Wound

The night looked like it was going to be a long one. Elsewhere, at the Demigod Guild's headquarters, a gloomy and lifeless atmosphere was felt from outside the building.

In one of the rooms on the top floor of the building, there were many bodies of hunters in pathetic condition scattered on the floor. Blood began to flood the room slightly.

Among the blood splattered stood a winged creature. The room lights were on and off constantly, revealing the creature's tough, dark blue skin.

Kakaka--

"I'm stronger now! Even if that hunter came and tried to stop me, it wouldn't go the way he wanted."

It was the Night Hunter. After killing and sucking Mana from dozens of hunters on earth, his strength increased drastically and put him on par with Apex-rank. He wasn't afraid of anything anymore. At least in South Korea, he was the absolute ruler with that much power.