《The First Hunter》Chapter 161: Judgement Day, Part III
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Above the blue sky in Washington, D.C., and the vast expanse of the sky, where there was no pollution at all, black dots appeared.
The black dots that appeared were AC-130 gunships. Ugly planes, nicknamed Angels of Death, were continuing their flight to Andrews Air Force Base in the heart of Washington, D.C.
'It's similar to the scenery then', Kim Tae-hoon mused, looking at the scene without a word. At this moment, he recalled one of the many scenes of death that Napoleon's Golden Glass had shown him: the scene of the dying, watching the incoming AC-130 gunship, all firing at him in the devastated land. In that dream, he had left himself something to do before he died. He had left a bucket list.
'You've kept everything, but one.' Two of those three things were done, and one was not done. Kim Tae-hoon smiled at the fact.
'When this is over, I'll finish the rest.' Kim Tae-hoon's recollection ended there. He got up from his seat.
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Andrews Air Force Base…
The Navy and Air Force Integrated Base in Washington D.C. was one of the most important and special of the countless air bases in the United States.
There were two reasons. Washington D.C. was the US capitol, and was where the Air Force One's home was. These two facts alone made the presence of Andrews Air Force Base incomparable to any other air base.
"Boss!" The title, which had never been used before at Andrews Air Force Base, echoed out. Jang Sung-hoon was the starting point of the title, and at the end of the title was Kim Tae-hoon.
"I haven't seen you in a long time!" Jang Sung-hoon, who was approaching happily, immediately opened his arms, as if to hug him.
Kim Tae-hoon said to Jang Sung-hoon, "What about what I ordered?"
"Oh, boss, I've just met you for the first time in a few months, and can't tell you after you hug me? We should take a picture. How cool would that be? It'll be a great picture of the future generation. It'll be in history books, too."
"I can't do what your wife can't do first."
"Well, you've must've made a lot of jokes in the meantime."
"I don't do jokes."
At the words of Kim Tae-hoon, Jang Sung-hoon turned his head back as if he were sick of them. Behind them, he saw the soldiers carrying the things in the transport plane. Everyone was wearing a black lizard leather uniform, and on both shoulders were badges of the Taegeukgi Korean flag and Mac Guild.
Jang Sung-hoon once again laughed at Kim Tae-hoon and then shouted in a saluting posture. "We have completed the preparation of a total of 896 relics, including 533 special relics of the second grade, 271 rare relics of the first grade, 77 special relics of the first grade, and 15 legendary relics."
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At the report, Kim Tae-hoon put his hand lightly on Jang Sung-hoon's shoulder.
Jang Sung-hoon's smile was drawn. However, his smile did not seem so bright. Through the smile, he carefully spoke out, "Boss, if you hadn't killed Mao, it would have been easier. You wouldn't have to fight Quetzalcohuātl right away."
Jang had already received the report that Kim had ignored making a deal with Mao and killed him. Instead of saving Mao and postponing the battle with Quetzalcohuātl until later, Kim killed Mao and chose to kill the monster.
"Did you have any reason?"
In fact, it was not related to Jang Sung-hoon. He was not a Hunter. So, he did not have to face a terrible monster.
But Kim Tae-hoon was different. Only the strongest Hunter, Kim, could face the most powerful monster, Quetzalcohuātl, in the present situation, and go hunting it. It was a very natural, and very difficult fact. Even if he had an immortal body, even if he had an unlimited power that would not tire, it would not eliminate the fear and pain that Kim Tae-hoon would face.
The same was true of the battle with Quetzalcohuātl. While Kim killed it, the pain and anguish he would have to endure during that time no one would dare to imagine, and would not be able to take it in his place.
Therefore, Jang Sung-hoon had wanted Kim Tae-hoon to negotiate with Mao. If Kim negotiated with Mao, the world would be a little more troublesome, but instead, Kim would be a little more comfortable.
"Dealing with him… I definitely had that in mind."
It was the same with Kim Tae-hoon. He was firm, but he was not a very stubborn man. If it was more profitable and more rational, he could ignore his personal feelings.
It was not that much different from Mao. If he had decided that Mao was not a threat, Kim Tae-hoon would not have killed him immediately.
"But why did you just kill him right away?" However, Kim Tae-hoon did not talk to Mao for long, killing him after a short conversation.
"Houston." Kim did not do that without any reason, without any feeling or with the hatred of Mao.
"When I heard about Houston, I decided I wouldn't make a deal with him."
"Yes? What does Houston have to do with it?"
When the word "Houston" came out of Mayor Bean Cohen's mouth when Kim rescued him, Kim immediately remembered. "There's a NASA lab in Houston."
"Oh, really? And?"
"Do you know what the most important technology in space research is?"
"Isn't that… rocket technology?"
"Wireless technology."
"Wireless technology?"
One of the most important things in space research was wireless technology, because space research was impossible within the scope of wire.
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The same was true of NASA. They were studying how to send and receive more information faster and more in an extreme space that they could not experience on Earth. They studied wireless communication technology that could get information out from a ridiculous environment.
It was perfectly possible for them to conduct research that would enable wireless communication even now, a time when wireless communication was not possible. It was also possible that NASA researchers, who had found a way to communicate wirelessly even in space, could find a way to communicate wirelessly on Earth.
"Boss, how the hell did you think of that?"
But it wasn't something anyone could think of. How many people could actually connect the word Houston to wireless technology research? And how many people would conclude that wireless technology would be an absolute threat to mankind? There must be only one person in the world, Kim Tae-hoon. And Kim Tae-hoon was not the only one who managed to reach out for it.
"It was a dream."
"Dream?"
"I don't wear a smartwatch."
"A smartwatch… in front of the Bucheon Library… Ah!"
In the first dream that Napoleon's Golden Glass showed, Kim was wearing a smartwatch on his wrist. That was a definite clue, indicating that wireless communication technology would be restored in some way in the world of the future. Otherwise, he would never have worn a smartwatch. Eventually, Kim had come up with the answer Jang had reached.
"Nuclear weapons… Mao was going to use nuclear weapons. If we have wireless technology, we'll be able to use nuclear bombs."
If Kim had given him time, Mao would have threatened Kim and Mac Guild with a nuclear weapon launch, not Quetzalcohuātl. It was when Kim reached that fact that he was determined to remove Mao. He didn't have any hesitation when he made up his mind.
"My God, if you let him live..." In front of Kim Tae-hoon, Jang did not express his admiration for a long time. He put out his tongue with a short spit and smiled.
"Now, let's move on to climax." Jang Sung-hoon, who said those words, took a Golden Glass out of his bag.
"I hope this is the last time. Honestly, it's much better not to have this."
The red liquid filled the Golden Glass. It had been of the most valuable help to them, yet was the most useless thing in the world.
"I don't know when it will be, but I'll see you in the future."
At the words of Jang Sung-hoon, Kim Tae-hoon closed his eyes.
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9.
When Kim Tae-hoon opened his eyes, a great wilderness filled his eyes. There was a huge shadow, a dark cloud, over the wilderness where a creature could not grow. But it was not a dark cloud. The darkness was a shadow created by a huge dragon moving over the sky, covering the sun.
It was a huge monster. The snake-like green body was over a kilometer long, with a red mane that resembled the lion's mane on its head, and a wing on its back that reminded him of an angel. But the most intense thing was not that appearance, but the two purple eyes on its head.
'It's awesome.'
Refusing to compare with anything else, Quetzalcohuātl, who was in itself a disaster and an end, had a silence that did not match its grandeur. It was not even crying. It did not do anything to threaten the other monsters to face it, or scream to make them feel fear. It was not necessary.
'It is going to burn half the world.'
Its existence itself was a disaster and a terror. The same was true of Kim Tae-hoon. Shivering, his arms trembled slightly; he had not thought he would not tremble before any monster again. He took his trembling right hand in his left hand. He looked at the back of his right hand with black Eyes.
[Basic Abilities]
- Strength: 2313
- Health: 2441
[Special Abilities]
- Energy: S Rank
- Mana: S Rank
- Telekinesis: S Rank
- Defense: S Rank
- Mana Resistance: S Rank
Kim looked at his ability, which had nothing more to add. At the same time, he looked around. There were countless relics standing around him like a tombstone. There were many different kinds. There were various kinds with unique personalities in one place, starting with spears, knives, and swords, and there were stone statues made of huge monuments and stones all over the place.
There was one thing that they had in common, which was not visible on the surface; they served only one master. Over a thousand powerful relics were talking to their only master, Kim Tae-hoon, that everything was ready.
At that fact, Kim Tae-hoon smiled lightly and grabbed a sword to meet their will. At the same time, he recalled today's date and his situation.
'It's September 3, 2018… I am still alive.'
As soon as he finished thinking about it, he threw the Sword of the Imperator in his hand at the Quetzalcohuātl in the sky.
Phat! At the same time, the relics everywhere began to soar along the pillars of light high up into the sky, followed by all sorts of bells ringing themselves grandly.
That was how the hunt began. The final hunt of Kim Tae-hoon, the First Hunter, who would be remembered long and who had changed history, began.
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