Zero was deep in his investigation, scanning the security room for clues, when suddenly—
His instincts screamed.
A fireball tore through the air, blazing toward him at high speed. Without hesitation, Zero twisted his body, narrowly dodging the attack as it exploded against the wall behind him, scorching the metal panels.
He landed smoothly, his sharp eyes scanning the room. His heart remained steady—but what he saw made him tense.
More than fifty hunters surrounded him.
Their killing intent was unmistakable. Among them, he quickly assessed their strength—
10 A-rank hunters stood at the front, their eyes cold and merciless.
20 B-rank hunters flanked their sides, weapons at the ready.
The remaining C-rank hunters filled the gaps, forming a solid wall of enemies.
Zero was completely surrounded.
One of the hunters, a tall man with a scar across his cheek, stepped forward, smirking.
"So, you're the one who killed Luna," he sneered. "Zero, you may have walked in here easily, but you won't be walking out."
A murmur of agreement rippled through the group. Some hunters cracked their knuckles, others activated their weapons—each one eager to strike him down.
Zero said nothing.
He simply rolled his shoulders, loosening his muscles, his expression unreadable. Fifty against one.
Not bad.
The air around them crackled with elemental energy.
Fire, water, earth, wind, lightning—all five elements swirled around him.
Then—they attacked.
A barrage of spells rained down upon Zero:
🔥 Fireballs erupted from the mages' hands, leaving burning trails in the air.
💨 Wind slashes screamed through the room like invisible blades.
🌍 Earth spikes shot up from the ground, aiming to impale him.
⚡ Lightning bolts crackled with lethal energy, streaking toward him.
💦 Water orbs exploded mid-air, releasing sharp, high-pressure blasts.
Zero moved.
His body became a blur as he twisted, ducked, and sidestepped every incoming attack.
A fireball missed him by inches, scorching the floor.
A wind slash whizzed past his cheek, cutting a few strands of his hair.
An earth spike shot up where he stood a split second before.
But not a single attack landed.
Zero's movements were effortless, inhuman. He weaved through the deadly storm of magic like a shadow dancing in chaos.
The hunters' confident expressions began to shift—from arrogance to disbelief.
"H-How is he dodging all of this?" one of them stammered.
Another hunter growled. "Don't let him escape! Keep attacking!"
More spells fired. More weapons swung. More failure.
Zero's lips curled into a smirk.
Now… it was his turn.