บททั้งหมดของ Hunters: The Prequel: บทที่ 191 - บทที่ 200

Dust covered the previously clear battlefield. Nothing was as obvious as it was before. The two profound wielders couldn’t see each other; they could only feel their presence by listening to the rhythm of their breathing. They closed their eyes for the previously vital organ was a mere burden under the current circumstances. With their eyes closed and their senses heightened to the utmost, they slowly parted ways, each one choosing a different path with impressive coordination. This was amazing to witness because although they both had their eyes closed, they understood what needed to be done. They had clearly been partners for much longer.Abe sat with his eyes closed as he slowly gathered inner energy. His glow had been deactivated, and he was using this time to recover some of his strength. He was injured. And his injury had reduced his battle ability to about 75%.“They have separated” Abe analysed as he sat within the dusty dome. The best way to

*Bam**Bam**Bam**Bam**Bam**Bam*The furious fire wielder kept pounding away on the charred flesh of the fallen prince. Abe’s body had stopped showing any signs of life, yet the angry fire wielder wasn’t done venting his frustrations. The armor that once shielded the prized body of the Western Empire’s Prince had long withdrawn and returned to its dormant form as a harmless bracelet. Since Abe wasn’t feeding it any inner energy, their bargain was ended. Due to its surrender, Abe’s body was no longer protected from the fiery flames that had long threatened to consume him. His body was burnt beyond recognition and any who knew the young boy – his father included – would be hard pressed to identify him.“Hah-hah-hah-hah” the enemy wielder panted as he finally ceased his maniacal abuse of a corpse. He took one last look at the boy who had taken the life of his friend and set the boy

Mane dashed towards the direction he could feel the incoming auras from. Abelard was annoyed with his friend, but he wasn’t far behind either. Both of them left blurs as their small figures rushed towards the new threat. “Isn’t it an overkill to send so many of us after an unknown enemy” a black haired man asked whilst running through the huge forest. Behind him were 25 profound wielders with the least of them in the late stages of the profound realm. He himself was an earth wielder at the peak of the early stages – he was a 3rd stage earth realmer. However, he wasn’t the only earth realmer here. There were to others who were earth wielders as well. And one of these wielders was at the peak of the earth realm!“It is because the enemy is unknown that so many of us have been sent. We have already lost five profound wielders. This time Master wants complete success, which is why we are here” A brown

Mane calmly walked towards the peak 9th stage earth wielder. He didn’t look tense at all. It wasn’t because he had the ability to easily take on peak earth wielders, but because the man he was facing didn’t have the battle prowess of a true peak stage earth wielder. He didn’t even need to use spirit scan on the man. He could easily tell from the fluctuations of energy the man was giving that although he had a large pool of inner energy, his true battle prowess was merely at the peak of the 6th stage of the earth realm. If he was a Celestial, Mane wouldn’t be confident in taking him on. But he was a merely a Zandorian who had gotten his hands on power he didn’t understand. As Mane drew closer to his opponent, he Abe’s figure brushed past him in a blur and descended mightily upon the 3rd stage earth wielder. Just when the leader (the 9th stage earth wielder) was about to intercept Abe’s charge,

*BOOM*The loud sound came from Mane’s end of the battlefield. The possessed sword master was lying in a ditch. He had several burns on his body, yet they healed at incredible speed. The man slowly stood up as Mane witnessed for the nth time the wounds that he had made heal up. The fist sized hole Mane had just struck into the man’s chest quickly sealed up, and the possessed man dashed towards Mane once again. The young boy dodged the clumsy attack and retaliated with his own.*Bam* *crunch*The now sluggish leader was sent flying back as Mane’s fist connected with his jaw. There was a crunching sound as his jaw was blown cleanly off his head. Mane watched him fly away silently. His fury was unending.“To kill one who is possessed you need to destroy his/her connection to his/her master. Unless you do that he will keep coming at you” the 6th reminded Man of what was to be done. It was Mane’s masters who infor