Hunter starting from Hunter World

"Blood! Killing! Death! There are corpses everywhere! This is actually what you want in your subconscious all the time, right? Admit it! The instincts of all intelligent life are filled with factors of killing and destruction. Only However, these factors are bound by the laws, morals and social responsibilities instilled in us through education. With a little guidance, these instincts will be released, and you are no exception."

Sithorn continued to switch between offense and defense, while constantly trying to use language to interfere and psychologically suggest.

I don't know if it's because he has regressed back to his newborn state, so his state of mind has also changed. He is not at all as gloomy and scheming as before, but instead gives people a flamboyant and unbridled feeling.

Moreover, his attack methods were extremely radical, and he often ignored Allen's attacks. Relying on his strong self-healing ability, he tried to trade injuries for his life several times, but ultimately failed.

Compared to this god of death who looks too young, Allen had already formed his own fighting style and accumulated a lot of experience before coming to this universe.

It's not easy to deal with Sithorn's "brutal" and "intuitive" fighting style.

The only thing that needs attention is the amazing energy that bursts out from the body of the ancient god.

To be honest, Allen has always been very curious about the creator who created the ancient gods on earth.

I am curious about what kind of power the other party possesses, or what unknown methods he uses, to be able to create so many gods like Sithorn, Set, and Osset at once.

Moreover, it can be seen from the newly born God of the Underworld that these ancient gods have possessed power that is not inferior to the demon gods of any dimension since their birth, as well as wisdom and knowledge that far exceeds that of ordinary people.

They do not have the infancy and growth period like most creatures. Their powerful nature seems to be innate. Even if they do not have to do anything, they can stand at the apex of the entire multiverse and look down on all living beings.

Based on this alone, one can discern the all-round power of the Creator.

However, in response to Sithorne's constant attempts to induce the dark side in his heart, Allen just sneered and retorted: "The transformation of living things from succumbing to instinct to restraining desires is an evolution in itself, and is necessary to establish order and civilization. Prerequisite. Looking at the billions of civilizations in the entire universe, which one has not restrained individual desires and instincts, and then gathered together to develop and grow? Your theory is only suitable for the civilizations that have existed since their birth. Special cases that possess powerful power and can ensure their own survival without relying on any group are not universal. What's more, I started out as an ordinary human being, not like you ancient people created by the Creator. God. And I am proud of my human identity and have no intention of abandoning it."

"Are you proud of your human identity?" There was strong doubt and confusion in the eyes of Hades.

In his opinion, with the terrifying power that Allen currently possesses, he should have broken away from the realm of mortals long ago, or even completely separated from his past self.

Otherwise, how can we understand extremely complex concepts like rules, dimensions, and the universe.

"Why not? Haven't you noticed? It is precisely because humans are a short-lived race that they can create infinite brilliance with their limited life, and in terms of the philosophy of constructing the underlying logic, eternity has been pursued from the beginning. I am the beneficiary of these philosophical speculations and the modern science and thinking derived from their essence."

As he spoke, Allen expanded the power of his soul fruit to the limit, wielding his Zanpakutō and slashing a terrifying wound on the opponent's body.

Massive amounts of soul medium were flying like snowflakes in the ruins after the destruction of the grand arena, gradually forming a large and magnificent scenery.

"Hahaha! But in your heart you still long for brutality and violence, fighting and killing. Don't deny it! Because even if you can fool yourself, you can't fool me."

Sithorn covered the wound on his chest and used some special ability to restore it to its original state in just a second or two, with a frightening red light emitting from his pupils.

The long and fierce battle made him fierce, and the primitive violence and killing instinct hidden in his bones were fully activated.

And what he just said was not just to Allen, but also partly to describe himself.

"I have never tried to deceive anyone, let alone myself. Human beings are animals first, and then they are social beings. The two are contradictory and dialectically unified. Take me as an example, although I will have the idea of ​​​​using brutal violence, but I will never vent it unscrupulously like you. On the contrary! I will convert this impulse into a kind of hunting, and you are the prey I am targeting. I like hunting The strong hunt the gods and get pleasure and satisfaction from it, but they don’t like to ravage ordinary people who have no ability to resist.”

Allen explained his "philosophy" and "principles" of life in a casual tone.

He understood that Sithorn wanted to try to change his mind, and it would be best to become stronger by devouring each other like the ancient gods.

In this way, after swallowing Hades, the other party can avoid being regularized and losing himself, but instead lurks in the mind and silently waits for the opportunity to be resurrected.

Unfortunately, Allen had already noticed this, so he was not fooled.

In other words, he has already obtained everything he wants in this world.

The rest are either the rules that maintain the existence of the multiverse and cannot be taken away at all, or they are controlled by some more powerful beings. If you want to obtain them, you must be integrated into the entire multiverse and never be able to leave.

Looking at his opponent who stood calmly in front of him, Sithorn stood silent for a moment, and suddenly asked: "So... you insist on killing me, just out of pure hunting and self-satisfaction? Just for us That trivial grudge back then?”

"Haha, yes. It's hard to understand from your position and perspective, right?" Allen wiped the blood on his face and laughed happily.

Because he was very satisfied with the look in Hades's eyes at this moment, as if he was looking at a madman.

If the previous method of using conspiracy and trickery to seize the source of dark magic and white magic was still within the scope of the dimension demon gods, then the current unrelenting situation is something that Sithorn cannot understand and imagine.

After all, for these eternal beings that transcend time, immortality is a situation they try to avoid.

Not to mention fighting to the death, even if there is a situation that may cause serious damage, the Dimension Demon God will actively choose to retreat.

This is why the Supreme Mage is able to repel the invasion of powerful demons time and time again.

But in terms of pure power, hundreds of supreme mages combined cannot defeat even the weakest dimensional demon.

Because the gap between the two is the gap between "quantity" and "quality", they are no longer on the same level from the beginning.

"Why? Why would you risk your almost eternal life? Aren't you afraid of death?" Sithorn rushed up and roared loudly, waving his swords.

"Death? Of course I am afraid! No one is not afraid of death!"

Allen answered while calmly resolving these fierce attacks one by one.

The aftermath of the weapon collision even made the space created by dark magic extremely unstable.

But he turned a blind eye to this and continued to talk to himself: "But compared to death, I am more afraid of boredom, of losing my dreams and goals in life, and becoming a walking zombie like you who live just to live. Hunting, originally, is A game in which the hunter and the prey bet on each other’s lives. A hunter who dares not put his life as a bet is not worthy of being called a hunter at all.”

"So that's it! You enjoy the intense stimulation generated by this brush with death! And use this to remind yourself that you are not strong enough, and there are still countless powerful beings that can threaten your life. These stimulations will eventually turn into progress. The motivation will allow you to continue to move forward along the path of strength until you reach the peak you have never seen." Sithorne said to himself thoughtfully.

"Born in sorrow, died in happiness. Look at you, look at your dead brother Seth, and Emperor Weishan who created white magic. After so many years, have you made any progress? The answer is obviously no. Yes! You have been comfortable for too long and have no motivation or willingness to become stronger at all, so you are surpassed by me. Okay, after chatting for so long, it is time for everything to end. I will take out the next blow I will use all the power I have to kill you completely."

While saying these words, Allen took out his main weapon bow and arrow, slowly opened it and injected huge energy into the glowing arrow.

"Kill me? Are you sure you can do it?" Sithorn asked with a ferocious expression.

He obviously did not intend to sit still and wait for death. Instead, he mobilized all the power of the ancient gods, like a beast forced into a desperate situation, exuding an extremely dangerous aura.

"You have to try it before you know whether you can do it or not. But I have always been very confident in my archery skills. Because so far, no one has been able to withstand its power."

Having said that, Allen unreservedly used all his strength and ability to bless the arrows layer by layer, with no intention of holding back at all.

Because he knows that without mastering the rules, only by concentrating all his power can he kill the ancient gods like Sithorn, who have nearly unlimited recovery capabilities, and finally meet the conditions to break this confined space created by black magic that distorts reality. .

"Then let's take a gamble! If your arrow kills me, then I have nothing to say. But if it fails to kill me, I will swallow your body, soul, and connected dimensions together, and then Then go out to invade Weishan Emperor and capture the white magic. By then, I will become the most powerful ancient god and dimensional demon in the entire multiverse, the ultimate source of all magic." Sithorne expressed himself unabashedly ambition.

Probably because of Allen's stimulation, he finally developed an unprecedented desire for power again, and did not want something like this to happen again.

But Allen shrugged his shoulders indifferently: "It's up to you. But the premise is that you must survive first. Be careful! My strongest and final blow is coming."

The words just fell!

The fingers holding the bowstring finally relaxed slightly.

The next second...

This arrow, imbued with all of Allen's abilities and power, disappeared into the air like a stream of light.

Sithorne, who sensed the danger, did not even stop for a fraction of a second, and immediately began to move at high speed along the edge of the space, trying to avoid it as much as possible.

Unfortunately, the arrows shot by Allen have been blessed with the attribute of being sure to hit.

It all turned out to be in vain.

When the arrow reappeared, it was deeply embedded in the chest of Sithorn, the god of the underworld, and pushed him back continuously, plowing a deep ravine in the ground.

At the same time, the cells, muscles and bones in the chest began to decompose uncontrollably, turning into balls of golden energy that quickly dissipated.

"NO!!!!!! I won't die!"

The severe pain and weakness inspired the Hades' strong sense of survival, and he quickly focused all his strength on regeneration, trying to fight against the terrifying power of the arrows.

In a short period of time, a terrifying balance and stalemate was formed.

As for Allen himself, who shot the arrow, he sat on the ground, breathing heavily as if he was weak.

Right now, his body was completely empty, and he no longer had any stored energy.

And due to the barrier of space, it is impossible to obtain energy from the outside world, so we can only wait patiently for the final result.

fortunately!

This uneasy balance was soon disturbed.

When Sithorne's regeneration ability could not withstand the destructive power of the arrows, his body finally began to collapse, differentiate, and disintegrate at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Realizing that his own death was an inevitable and cruel reality, he immediately launched a final charge like crazy, and roared desperately: "I will never admit this result! Kill you! I will drag you to die with me. !”

"Aren't you willing to admit that you have lost? Your performance is really ugly!" Allen sighed slightly as he sat there.

He didn't panic at all from the beginning to the end, and just watched the God of Hades getting closer and closer to him, until the two sharp blades were less than two centimeters away from his fragile eyes, and finally fell to the ground with a clang.

As for the reason, of course Sithorne's hands and 90% of his body from the neck down have disappeared, leaving only a small half of his head.

When he was dying, he stared at Allen with eyes full of resentment, gritted his teeth and said, "I'm not willing to give in! It's just a little bit worse!"

"Sorry! A slight mistake can make a huge mistake. This is the most intuitive reflection of the strength gap between you and me. I am stronger than you! You are weaker than me! It's a simple truth, isn't it?"

After saying this, Allen stood up from the ground with his exhausted body, raised his head and looked up at the dark sky with a gap above him.

This special space created by dark magic distorting reality finally disintegrated with the death of Sithorn...