Ch. 19 Death

John started bouncing on the heel of his feet as he got ready to fight two of the PKers at once, seeing as how Sam was still heavily injured even after a few minutes of healing from John.

Seeing as how this wasn't a sanctioned job by the Bureau but was instead secretly issued by investigator Leon, John didnt feel the need to wait as he'd have to heal the PKer Sam before they would decide to attack John.

He and Timothy could sense their killing intent by now, they had already calculated these guys had a nearly 100% chance of being a PKer, and John did actually record these PKers using hand signs to coordinate their attack. Waiting for them to attack was pointless when a mountain of evidence was against them already.

'Should I Just flash step and killed them? No that would be too mana costly and I need to record them attacking me first, the whole reason I'm here is in order to expand my capacity after all, I need to conserve as much man as possible. I just need to poke them a few times and let my bleed enchantment do the rest of the work.'

Decreasing Roels weight to as light as a feather, the blade lost a lot of its power but that was made up for in speed. Placing his left arm behind his back, John adopted a similar stance to that of a fencer.

'Imperial sword style' This sword style is the very first one that Roukel had learned!

Back when he was just a child and hadn't made his own sword techniques yet, Roukel learnt the Imperial sword style from Knight Academy in the other world.

The style was very loose and was built upon counter attacks and parrying, making you wait for your opponent to attack first. This was the complete opposite of Roukel efficient, accurate and aggressive swordmanship which attacked first and only used parrying as a way to deal more damage.

John hopped to the side as Larry sword wized past his head, only for him to have to bend backwards to dodge the follow up attacks from the PKer named Ron that came from behind.

As Ron whizzed past John, Roel moved up and just barely nicked his arm before Ron could get away.

John watched from a distance how his light cut resulted in blood pouring into the floor as if it had hit a major vein, causing the the PKer to temporarily freak out before his leader snapped him out of it.

"Use a coagulant powder to stop the bleeding idiot!" Larry shouted out.

As his leader drew him back to reality, Ron quickly and desperately rummaged through his back pack and sloppily dumped over half a bottle of white powder onto the wound. Watching such an insightly display, John could only shake his head.

If John were to compare the average hunter to the average footsoldier in his past life, then the modern hunters were undoubtedly stronger with their unique abilities. Despite being stronger, John knew that the average solder would wipe the floor with B Ranked hunters.

Footsoldiers spent a large percentage of their life, starting from childhood, practicing a martial art and different magical technique to gain their strength, meanwhile Hunter are given their strength by lucky genetics.

Every ounce of strength that a soldier or knight has was gained through decades of limit pushing training, they knew exactly how and when to use their skills but modern Hunters were different.

Hunters are normal people who had supernatural abilities and strength thrusted upon them, they didn't ask for the power and more often than not they choose safer lower ranked dungeon so that they never face danger.

This made the average soldier a much more competent and disciplined warrior than the average Hunter, and it just showed infront of John. Having to be told by someone else to stop their bleeding, along with wasting so much of it in a panic is something you'd only ever see in children in his past life.

"Watch out Larry, he's got a bleed enchantment on him!" Ron yelled out before getting up, only for Larry to angry shake his head at him for stating the obvious before charging John.

With his hands behind his back in the Imperial sword stance, John used Roel to Parry Larry's incoming attack to the side, just in time to shift his body slightly, allowing Ron's sword to just barely missed him once again

Before he could capitalize on thiz, Larry had already recovered from the parry and stabbed at Johns throat with his sword.

Not being able to move Roel In time, John had to use the back of his hand to Parry the sword away, cutting deep into his hands.

Seizing the opportunity, Roel flashed in John's hand as Larry had been slashed multiple times throughout his body within an instant.

"AHHH!" John witnessed Larry jump back and began pouring a bottle of white coagulant powder, trying to covered up his wounds futilely.

The man was much more quick and accurate at it than Ron but John didn't target easy to reach place, John specifically slashed Larry's back, making it incredibly difficult to stop the bleeding.

As he lifted up his empty bottle and saw the pool of blood beneath him grow bigger, Larry looked over at Ron who clenched on his bottle of coagulant powder and stepped back.

"Ron you little shit! Give me the fucking bottle!" Like a man possessed, the once happy go lucky Larry's face was covered in veins from rage.

"I refuse! I'll also ne-Look out!" With his attention distracted, Larry turned around just in time to see Roel entering his neck before everything went black as his decapitated head hit the floor.

With the strongest PKer out of the way, John didn't feel any danger from his last opponent. Losing his imperial sword stance, John used Roukels swordmanship and smashed forth with a much heavier Roel that weighed thousands of pounds.

As Roel connected to Ron's blade, the blade shattered and Roel slammed into his armour, creating a major dent in it and sent the PKer slamming into the dungeon walls.

Without changing his strategy whatsoever, John once again rushed forward with Roel in hand and smashed it into the PKer with an overhead slash, not giving the PKer any chance to surrender!

Ron futility tried to put his hands up to block Roel but it made no difference as it slashed through his hands and split his head in two.

'Now that Roel has been sharpened, I don't need to use Aura to smash through weak weapons and armour!' Looking at the unconscious last hunter, John couldn't help but sigh.

John couldn't absorb the mans Mana without breaking his rules, and breaking his own self inflicted rules would cause Roel to rebel against him.

As the two PKers laid dead, John sat on the floor with a hardened expression and prepared himself for pain as he activated his most important ability.

"Absorb!"

A whirlwind of magic began manifesting from the two PKers bodies and poured into John, quickly filling his mana container to full before he felt an overwhelming pain in his body.

It was the feeling of his mana container having too much mana which overloaded it, causing cracks to appear and threatened to cause an internal explosion.

"Heal!" A fraction of his mana was going into healing his breaking mana container as it continued to tear, heal, and expand, causing a mind numbing pain that radiated throughout every inch of his body and lasted two seconds.

Within those few seconds of absorbing mana, Johns had grown a tremendous amount and had eclipsed the mana growth from anyone even in his past life, Roukel included!

'In my past life, they had to train to use the abortion technique so they don't accidentally overload themselves and die, but I don't need to thanks my healing magic!'

Unlike the knights who had to careful absorb just enough mana that expands their container but not break it, John could absorb as much as he can and use that mana to heal his breaking container!

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While Timothy reported the incident of PKing to the Dungeon Bureau worker, John called up Leon .

"I dealt with the targets. Like the data proved, Larry Maxwell, Ron Swarts, and Samuel Thomson were all PKers. I recorded their actions throughout the dungeon and once I confronted them about it, they immediately raised their killing intent and pulled their weapons. I've given the camera to a blonde haired woman that said she worked for you." John said as he walked over to his car.

"That's Sarah Fisher, she'll use her ability to analyze the footage and uncover their secrets... Did the normal hunter Timothy survive?" Leon said hopefully

"He's perfectly fine, I acted before they had the chance to kill him. If anybody questions the authenticity of my report, you can just ask Timothy who witnessed everything."

"For you and that hunter to have survived without injury against three PKers is impressive. I had a feeling that you'd be able to pull through." Leon said mystically.

"Whatever man, please deposit the $225,000 into my bank account. Also send out a team to come collect the PKer that I let live." John replied casually.

"You don't need to worry about that. When the Investigation team confirms everything, ill immediately deposit the money. And I've already sent a team on its way to retrieve a living PKer."

"Okay" Hanging up on the investigator, John immediately went to sell his mana stones as Leon would handle his report.

After the calculation, John sold the magic stones and items for $400,000. With everyone else being a PKer, they only needed to split it two ways as John received $200,000 and so did Timothy.

John returned home and made sure the money for the PKers were deposited into his account. After confirming that he hadnt been cheated by Leon on this unofficial mission, John tiredly threw himself onto his bed and slept deeply, only to have a dream.

He dreamt of his death....