Hunter Academy: Revenge of the Weakest novel Chapter 332

Chapter 332 Chapter 77.9 - Mine

"Where did you find this?"

The chilly and cold voice echoed in the underground cavern as Victor held Astron from his neck.

The aura surrounding Victor was overwhelming as it overlapped Astron's body. His eyes were fierce as the mana around him surged.

"Kurghk-!"

Astron wasn't able to reply, let alone react. In a matter of a second, Victor appeared right before him with an insane speed. Even if he had activated his skills, he wouldn't be able to evade the attack.

Victor's basic speed was just that overwhelming. Even Carl was seemingly taken aback by that, as he noticed that Victor wasn't even going all out when they were clashing their auras. That was within his expectations, but what he didn't expect was him suddenly attacking Astron like that.

"Where did you find this?" Victor's voice, icy and sharp, reverberated through the cavern once again, heightening the tension.

His grip tightened around Astron's neck, lifting him from the ground. The overwhelming aura emanating from Victor enshrouded Astron, rendering him unable to speak or react.

Astron's usual calm demeanor faced the storm of Victor's mana, his eyes empty yet unwavering, staring back into the depths of Victor's fierce gaze.

"Answer me," Victor demanded, his voice echoing as he peered deeply into Astron's eyes, searching for a flicker of fear or hesitation.

But Astron remained impassive, his body not betraying any signs of distress or desperation, an unsettling calmness in the face of Victor's escalating threats.

Victor, not receiving the reaction he anticipated, increased the intensity of his grip and created a force field around Astron's right arm, bending it to the breaking point. The atmosphere thickened with Victor's frustration and the growing danger enveloping Astron.

The thing that Astron held was something this much of an importance to him.

Suddenly, Victor's senses were engulfed by an enormous surge of mana, far surpassing the normal limits, wrapping around him in a tight cocoon.

SWIRL!

Sensing an imminent threat, he released Astron, propelling him aside as he narrowly dodged a towering pillar of fire that erupted from the ground where he stood moments before.

As Victor regained his footing, his gaze shifted towards the source of the attack, meeting two amber eyes filled with unmistakable anger and intent. Irina stood there, her posture radiating a powerful aura, her voice cutting through the tension, "Get your hands off him."

"Cough…..Cough….."

And at the time that Irina had seized, Carl had already appeared before Astron, who was regaining his breath and crossing the path between him and Victor.

It was an attempt to protect him. After all, what Victor was doing right now was attacking an innocent person, and Carl upheld the principles of Noblesse as well as heroism.

He was not someone to ignore other people's misfortune.

"What is the meaning of this?" Carl asked, probing at Victor.

"….." Victor didn't answer but only kept looking at the thing in Astron's hand. "Where did you find it?"

Astron, regaining his composure amid the volatile atmosphere, lifted his head to lock eyes with Victor. His gaze was devoid of fear or emotion, betraying none of the turmoil that had just transpired.

With a deliberate motion, he raised his hand, revealing the object that had precipitated the confrontation—a small, pitch-black sphere. The sphere itself seemed to absorb the light around it, making it a focal point of darkness in the dimly lit cavern.

Atop the sphere, a peculiar symbol was etched, drawing immediate attention. It depicted a hand appearing to rise from the ground, its form partially obscured by white bandages that seemed to writhe around it. Above this hand, a purple light shimmered, casting an eerie glow that seemed almost alive. Within this glow, a small tree was visible, its branches stretching out as if reaching for something unseen.

Carl, observing Victor, followed his gaze, and there he felt a chill as he noticed the object in Astron's hand. There was something deeply unsettling about it, something that made his instincts scream that this was far from ordinary. His gaze shifted between the sphere and Victor, trying to gauge the significance of the moment.

Astron, breaking the silence, addressed Victor directly, "I obtained this after dealing with the evil spirit." His voice was steady, carrying a hint of inquiry, "Do you know something about this?"

The question hung in the air.

"It is none of your concern, neither something you are capable of dealing with." Victor's voice echoed coldly in the cavern.

"Is that so?" Astron mumbled. And then, he suddenly threw the seemingly dark sphere.

Victor's eyes widened as he saw the sphere flying.

'This Lunatic!'

THUD!

In an instant, he rushed and grabbed the sphere, flying. And then he looked at Astron, his eyes filled with intent once again.

Yet he saw no remorse. Astron also looked into his eyes and opened his mouth.

"This is your payback for what you did." He hinted at his neck, implying that he hadn't forgotten what Victor had done.