“Damn it…”
The face of the Black Dragon King, Jeok Se-gwang, twisted into a complicated grimace.
Mount Hua.
That was the reason the Black Dragon King had come to this land north of the river in the first place. To tear those bastards from Mount Hua apart, one by one. But now, faced with Mount Hua, the Black Dragon King’s expression was not as bright as he had imagined.
He sensed the situation had taken a turn completely different from what he had wanted.
“Why, why are those bastards here?!”
“D-don’t retreat! There are only a few of them, after all!”
Screams erupted from all sides, piercing his ears. A hunter is most flustered not when his prey escapes, but when the prey he expected to flee turns and attacks him instead. Had he anticipated it, it would not be a problem, but a prey’s unexpected death throes can claim the life of even a seasoned hunter, can they not?
The river pirates, who were hunting the prey called the Namgung Family, were thrown into chaos when they faced another prey, Mount Hua, which had attacked from behind. The Black Dragon King, grinding his teeth, turned his gaze to Namgung Dohwi.
“…You were stalling for time?”
“Cough!”
Spitting up a torrent of black blood, Namgung Dohwi gasped for breath and stared steadily at the Black Dragon King.
“…They are… that kind… of people…”
Grind.