Like a ping-pong ball being tossed around on a table, the Mage Lord's bloody mess of a body crashed through every single meteor falling from the sky. Eventually, after less than half a nanosecond of hypertravel, the meteors were left as no more than flying debris.
As for the Mighty and All-powerful Mage Lord… calling him a bag of meat and bones would be quite generous to describe his current appearance.
Even with an S-Rank Awakener's insane Endurance stat, his regeneration was unable to help.
He died.
For the first time since the Gates appeared nearly a century ago, a World-class Hunter perished from something other than natural causes. This event was a terrifying thing to imagine—unbelievably terrifying.
"Humph! That's what you get for insulting Yimin's Master, carrot-head!" Yimin coldly snorted as she tossed aside the gory mess in her claws.
But if this event was such a terrifying thing to imagine, then why was there someone as cute as Yimin acting as the cause of it all…?
