Hunter Academy: Revenge of the Weakest novel Chapter 192

Chapter 192 Chapter 42.7 - Trip

-PIU! PIU! PIU!

The moment the Celestalith fired, the concentrated energy propelled three energy bullets with uncanny accuracy toward the heads of the two guards.

The shots were swift, almost imperceptible, and they hit their marks without a moment's delay.

TAK! TAK! TAK!

The guards crumpled to the ground, their consciousness extinguished before they even had the chance to react.

No sound was made, and neither was there a loss of energy. My already trained eyes and body were able to react swiftly to the recoil, even if that did not count.

"Huh?"

The leader and the non-combatant were momentarily stunned, their eyes widening at the sudden demise of their comrades.

From their lips, I could see the leader speaking, possibly informing Sylvie while taking cover behind the desk. He also coated his body with his demonic mana to defend himself in a matter of one second.

-WROOM!

But I wasn't waiting while he was doing that. From the moment I had shot the first series of bullets, I already had a plan in my head.

Changing the form of my gun to the arrow in an instant, I channeled my hyper-energized Blue Mana into the arrow.

-SWOOSH!

And released it immediately. The arrow shot forward in an instant and arrived at the restaurant.

-BOOM!

As the hyper-energized arrow met with the target, a hearty explosion occurred as a result.

The explosion resonated through the narrow alley, creating a thick curtain of smoke that billowed into the air. The acrid scent of burnt debris mixed with the chilling air, further obscuring visibility.

Capitalizing on the chaos, I activated my trait, [Shadowborne]. My form blurred, melding seamlessly with the shadows cast by the smoke, with my presence concealed.

Now practically invisible to the naked eye, I swiftly closed the distance between myself and the leader, who was still reacting to the sudden turn of events.

As I approached, I shifted the Celestalith into its chakram form, the whirling blades gleaming in the dim light.

With practiced precision, I launched the chakram toward the leader, aiming for their weapon hand to disarm them.

-CLINK!

The chakram hit its mark, knocking the weapon from the leader's grasp.

"Where are you bastard?"

The guy with his body covered with demonic energy was looking all around the place; his eyes widened. He was clearly and seemingly annoyed by my presence.

'You must be feeling the ants crawling your skin.'

In the presence of death, everyone feels fear. This is how it goes.

'You will die here.'

SWOOSH!

Without giving him any chance, I immediately threw another bunch of chakrams, all of them already orbiting around me.

SWOOSH! SWOOSH! SWOOSH!

The chakrams streaked through the smoke-filled air, hurtling toward the disarmed leader. With nimble movements, he dodged most of the attacks, his demonic energy flickering around him in a defensive dance.

"Futile, you can't hit me!" he taunted, his voice a mixture of arrogance. But I already knew what he was thinking.

In life and death, psychological warfare is always important, and from his reactions and small mimic alone, I could easily see that he was trying to taunt me.

But, as a stealth user, losing my cool would be the last thing I would do.

And, the act of missing the chakrams alone was also intentional, after all, since I wanted to give him a false sense of security for a second.

Little did he know my trait. My control over the Celestalith extended beyond the initial throw.

"Who you are, you motherfucker. Show yourself!"

As he confidently avoided the frontal assault while shouting, the chakrams, guided by my manipulation of Gray Mana, changed their trajectory mid-air.

With a sudden curling motion, the chakrams altered their course, coming back behind the leader. His triumphant expression turned to shock as he realized the blades were not done with their assault.

-CLINK! CLINK! CLINK!

The chakrams expertly found their marks, grazing the leader's sides and leaving deep cuts.

"Grrrr….."

The surprise on his face mirrored the dawning realization that, despite his efforts to evade, the relentless blades had outsmarted him.

Dash.

And that momentarily surprise was all I needed. The moment he lost his cool for a second, I immediately activated my skill, feeling my speed increase.

SWOOSH!

Keeping Celestalith in its chakram form, I immediately dashed to him with instant precision.

Blade Dance, Silver Moon.

With the precision of a well-practiced dance, I activated the move set I had been practicing.

My movements became a blur, and the Celestalith transformed into countless chakrams sliced through the air with deadly accuracy, all of them orbiting around me.

SPURT!

And, in an instant, blood surged from the countless wounds I had created, turning him into a simple dead meat.

"I-imp-"

He wanted to utter one last word, but he couldn't.

"Die."

SLASH!

The last disc that I had used to target the non-combatant returned right to me while cutting his neck cleanly.

With the leader's body falling lifelessly to the ground, I didn't allow a moment of respite. The Blade Dance, Silver Moon, had left a trail of blood and death in its wake, and the atmosphere was thick with the weight of the executed strikes.

However, I couldn't afford to linger.

There was a non-combatant in the basement, someone who was ready to give her life for me. Well, even if it wasn't for that, it is not like I am going to let a demon follower go away, either.

The tendrils of my Shadows extended, seeking out the target as I swiftly descended the stairs, avoiding any creaking sounds that might give away my approach with my presence masked.

'Two traps laid at the entrance.'

The information I had known about the game came in handy at this time. I knew for a fact what Mason was specialized in. He was a demon follower who wasn't particularly good at direct confrontation.

He was able to move his Demonic Energy freely, but his talent did lay in laying traps.

With a calculated move, I grabbed the lifeless body of the leader.

It was heavy a little, but now that my strength stat improved a lot, it was no longer a hassle.

I flung it through the door into the basement.