Lee Jun-Kyeong stood with Zeus and looked back as the sounds of desperate screams buffeted them from within the walls of the flames.0

They could hear the sound of skin being torn and flesh exploding. As Lee Jun-Kyeong listened to the horrifying sound of hell, he looked away.0

Woosh!0

With the echoing of a wave, Surtr shot into Lee Jun-Kyeong’s hand. He had named this spear after the strongest technique that he had created. Even though it had been pulled out of the ground, the flames surrounding the Hunters didn’t die down.0

From within it, he heard Jeong In-Chang’s voice in his head.0

–Go.0

Jeong In-Chang’s voice was filled with conviction.0

–Do what you have to do. We’ll take care of this here.0

Lee Jun-Kyeong nodded. The ones here were just bait, anyway. They were meant to hold onto his coattails, keeping him back even just for a moment.0

‘No, this was just for show.’0

To be frank, all of this was meaningless—from the legions of monsters to the Hunters, who were all Heroes. In fact, even ordinary humans were too.0

There was no way that the Demon King would think that they would have been able to hold Lee Jun-Kyeong and the others back. All of this had just been something that the Demon King had wanted to show...0