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The Weakest Hunter In Nigeria

In the bustling metropolis of Lagos, Nigeria, Olutola Ojetola is a hunter of modest rank, underestimated and overshadowed by his peers in the guild Iron Fangs. His world changes drastically when a routine dungeon raid goes awry, forcing him to confront a terrifying monster alone. In a moment of desperation, a mysterious system awakens within him, granting unparalleled powers and setting him on a path to greatness. As Olutola navigates the complexities of his newfound abilities, he keeps his system secret from the wary eyes of the government and rival hunters alike. Determined to prove himself and protect his city from encroaching otherworldly threats, he rises through the ranks, earns allies, and faces adversaries who covet his unique powers. With each victory and discovery, Olutola's journey unfolds—a tale of strength, ambition, and the unyielding spirit of a hunter destined to forge his own legacy in a world where danger lurks in every shadow.

DiMonak · Fantasy
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57 Chs

Chapter 46: Shadows of Conflict

Emerging from the dungeon, Olutola and Zara were greeted by the bright light of dawn filtering through the dense forest canopy. The air was cool and fresh, a stark contrast to the oppressive atmosphere inside the dungeon.

"Feels good to be out," Zara said, stretching her arms.

Olutola nodded, pocketing the crystal. "We need to move. I have a feeling we're not alone out here."

They navigated through the forest, their senses heightened. The journey back to Lagos was long, and they needed to be vigilant. As they approached the outskirts of the forest, the familiar hum of the city began to seep through the trees.

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In Lagos, news of Olutola's exploits had spread like wildfire. Hunters and civilians alike were abuzz with rumors and speculations.

"Did you hear? He cleared an entire dungeon with that woman."

"I heard he's got some kind of secret power. Maybe that's why he's so good."

"Secret power or not, he's making waves. We need someone like him on our side."

The chatter filled the air, but Olutola remained focused. He knew that his recent activities had drawn unwanted attention. As they made their way back to his new home in Ikoyi, he couldn't shake the feeling of being watched.

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Meanwhile, Malik and his team had found the entrance to the dungeon. "We're too late," Malik snarled, kicking a stone. "He's already been here."

"What now, boss?" one of his men asked.

Malik's eyes narrowed. "We regroup and prepare. If he thinks he can just waltz around without consequences, he's mistaken."

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Back at his Ikoyi residence, Olutola and Zara settled in. The modern, spacious house offered a stark contrast to the chaos they had just endured. As Zara headed to the kitchen, Olutola took a moment to reflect on the recent events.

He pulled out the crystal and examined it closely. The power it emanated was palpable, and he knew it was a key piece in the puzzle of his abilities. Just then, his system interface flickered to life.

[SYSTEM ALERT: New Skill Unlocked – Shadow Guardian]

[Skill Description: Summon a powerful shadow guardian to aid in battle. The guardian's strength increases with the user's level.]

Olutola smiled. "This will come in handy."

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Later that evening, Olutola decided to unwind. He rolled a fresh joint of Igbo, lit it, and took a deep drag. "Niiiiiice," he muttered, exhaling a cloud of smoke. He turned on his Bluetooth speaker and played his favorite playlist. The soothing music filled the room, creating a relaxing atmosphere.

Zara joined him, holding two plates of jollof rice and grilled chicken. "Dinner's ready," she said, handing him a plate.

"Thanks," Olutola replied, taking a bite. "This is great."

As they ate, Zara couldn't help but bring up the day's events. "So, what's next?"

Olutola leaned back, his mind racing with possibilities. "We need to train harder, get stronger. Malik is out there, and he's not going to stop until he gets what he wants."

Zara nodded. "We also need to figure out more about that crystal. It's clearly powerful."

"Agreed," Olutola said. "But for now, we rest and prepare. Tomorrow, we start training."

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That night, Olutola and Zara sat on the balcony, enjoying the cool breeze. The tension between them had been building throughout the day. Zara broke the silence.

"Olutola, I never thanked you properly for saving my life today."

Olutola glanced at her, a smile playing on his lips. "You don't have to thank me. We're a team."

Zara moved closer, her voice dropping to a whisper. "I mean it, though. You've done so much for me."

Their eyes locked, and the air between them grew heavy with unspoken desire. Olutola reached out, brushing a strand of hair away from Zara's face. "I couldn't bear the thought of losing you."

Zara leaned in, her lips brushing against his. "Then don't," she murmured.

Their kiss was slow at first, exploring each other with a newfound intensity. As the kiss deepened, the world around them seemed to fade away. Olutola's hands roamed over Zara's body, pulling her closer. She responded eagerly, her fingers trailing over his back, feeling the strength and warmth beneath his skin.

They moved inside, not breaking the kiss. Zara's hands tugged at Olutola's shirt, pulling it over his head. His hands found the hem of her dress, lifting it over her head and tossing it aside. Their clothes scattered across the floor as they made their way to the bedroom.

Olutola laid Zara down on the bed, his lips never leaving hers. He kissed his way down her neck, his hands exploring every curve of her body. Zara arched her back, a soft moan escaping her lips as his touch sent shivers down her spine.

"Olutola," she gasped, her hands clutching at his shoulders. "I need you."

Olutola's response was a low growl of desire. He positioned himself over her, his eyes locking onto hers. "I need you too, Zara."

Their bodies moved together, each touch and caress igniting a fire within them. The room was filled with the sounds of their passion, their breaths coming in ragged gasps. Olutola's movements were powerful yet tender, each thrust sending waves of pleasure through Zara's body.

They moved in perfect harmony, their connection deepening with each passing moment. Zara's nails dug into Olutola's back, her body trembling as she reached the peak of her pleasure. Olutola followed soon after, a groan escaping his lips as he found his release.

They lay together, their bodies entwined, basking in the afterglow of their lovemaking. Zara rested her head on Olutola's chest, her fingers tracing lazy circles on his skin.

"That was incredible," she whispered.

Olutola kissed the top of her head. "You're incredible."

They fell asleep in each other's arms, the worries of the day forgotten in the comfort of their shared intimacy.

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The next morning, Olutola woke up early. He stepped out onto his balcony, overlooking the bustling city below. The sun was just beginning to rise, casting a golden glow over Lagos. He took a deep breath, feeling a renewed sense of purpose.

"Today's the day," he whispered to himself.

Zara joined him, her eyes sparkling with determination. "Ready?"

"Ready," Olutola replied, his shadows swirling around him. "Let's get to work."

As they prepared for the day ahead, both knew that the challenges they faced were only just beginning. But with each step they took, they grew stronger, more resilient, and more prepared for the battles to come.