The Witch Hunter System

Once the two S-rank Witch Hunters expressed their intentions to recruit Vaan, Infamous Enigma and Lethal Shade's eyes burned with rage and madness.

Just as they expected, the S-rank Witch Hunters had cold-heartedly left them to die.

"Aaurarghuff—!"

Infamous Enigma and Lethal Shade uttered incoherent noises due to their broken jaws. Still, their anger was apparent.

Dream Streak casually glanced at the two surviving A-rankers.

"It seems you left a few alive," Dream Streak commented before offering, "Let me finish them off for you."

Dream Streak didn't wait for Vaan's answer before he moved forward to end Infamous Enigma and Lethal Shade's lives.

However, Vaan suddenly raised his hand and gave Dream Streak a swift backhanded smack.

Boom!

Although Dream Streak managed to block Vaan's attack, he was still blown away by the immense force packed behind it.

Dream Streak rolled and bounced off the ground while trying to regain his balance, but the force of Vaan's smack proved greater than he had imagined.

He eventually crashed into another one of Vaan's unsold properties in central town before the entire building came crumbling down.

The sight made Vaan pause for a moment before he shook his head. He was planning to redevelop the area anyway.

Meanwhile, the other S-rank Witch Hunter immediately took a defensive stance and stared at Vaan cautiously as the latter remained upright with his back straight.

"You sacrificed over a hundred and twenty A-rank Witch Hunters just to recruit a single S-rank Witch Hunter? Sound like a pretty shitty organization if you ask me," Vaan nonchalantly commented.

"I must admit that your organization is much bigger than I initially expected. But unfortunately, I'm not interested in joining your organization, even if you all did charities and other good deeds. The only thing I'm currently interested in is fighting you two."

"After all, I've never fought a serious battle against Rank 5s before. So, if you two want to live, you better throw everything you got at me," Vaan solemnly said.

"Must we fight?" the S-rank Witch Hunter asked with a soft sigh before he glanced at Vaan's firm eyes and understood his answer. "Very well. I will make you regret challenging us."

"Don't be too proud of your strength. Your power is great, and we are indeed wary of it. However, you are still too green. There is more to one's power than just brute strength. We'll make sure you understand the difference in our skills."

"You heard everything, Dream Streak?" the S-rank Witch Hunter called out to his comrade shortly after.

Boom!

A pile of rubbles burst apart as Dream Streak jumped out and returned to the S-rank Witch Hunter's side.

"Of course, Smiling Knife," Dream Streak answered, drawing his sword and pointing it at Vaan. "We'll teach this arrogant brat a lesson he'll remember in the afterlife. How dare he challenge us with his bare hands? He's underestimating us too—"

"You're right," Vaan suddenly agreed while the person was still talking. Then, he said, "It would indeed be too much to fight against such weapons with my bare hands."

"So, I'll fight you with this," Vaan declared as he took out his Rank 5 Heavy Broadsword.

The two S-rank Witch Hunters weren't just Rank 5 beings. They also possessed Rank 5 equipment and weapons.

He would only sustain unnecessary injuries if he stubbornly fought the two S-rank Witch Hunters with his bare hands.

Nevertheless, when Vaan took out his big black sword, Dream Streak and Smiling Knife's expressions turned solemn and grave.

The pressure of Vaan's presence immediately doubled when he held his weapon, increasing his threat level drastically.

"Hold on a moment. Let us prepare ourselves a—"

"No."

Without waiting for Dream Streak and Smiling Knife's signal, Vaan struck out first with a horizontal slash.

Swish!

"Dammit!" Smiling Knife and Dream Streak cursed.

They narrowly evaded the sudden attack with a duck, followed by splitting up to flank Vaan from two opposing sides.

However, Vaan's continued to swing his heavy broadsword for a second revolution, forcing the two S-rank Witch Hunters to halt their attack. Vaan's weapon had a longer range.

"Don't get caught in his attack! You'll be done for!"

"I know!"

Smiling Knife and Dream Streak both knew they would have a hard time recovering if they tried to take Vaan's attack head-on.

Their only advantage was their speed.

Nevertheless, Vaan also knew he was slower due to the nature of his Rank 5 Heavy Broadsword. Thus, he didn't wait for his opponents' pincer attack.

Before his second spin attack finished, Vaan launched himself high into the air with a big jump.

However, his opponents did not follow him; they weren't stupid. They held the advantage in speed. The moment they followed him into the air, they would immediately lose their advantage.

As such, they waited for Vaan to descend on the ground.

As long as they stayed on the ground, Vaan's air superiority would become a disadvantage, as it would make it hard for him to defend during his descent.

However, that was only true if his opponents could attack him during his moment of landing. A big and unstoppable attack could easily negate his disadvantage.

Vaan twisted his body around, swinging his heavy broadsword upwards as he reached the peak of his flight. Then, he brought it back down during his descent.

Large amounts of blue flames erupted behind him and coated his heavy broadsword, turning it into a flaming heavy broadsword.

The very air rumbled from the power gathering and charging within the heavy broadsword.

In that instant, the eagerly awaiting Smiling Knife and Dream Streak on the ground both had their anticipating expressions frozen stiff.

They quickly understood that staying under Vaan's attack would have catastrophic results.

As such, Smiling Knife and Dream Streak immediately acted on their instinct, fleeing from their present location, which was directly below Vaan.

Descending Fire Dragon Slash!

Vaan descended with great momentum and speed before he unleashed his newly-generated attack skill on the spot the two S-rank Witch Hunters had fled from.

Boom!

The ground did not stand the slightest chance. It gave way, rupturing with web-like cracks as blue flames rushed into them, filling every gap and lighting up the surface area with rapidly increasing brightness.

The next moment, the area covered with cracks erupted, turning into a pillar of raging blue flames.

Smiling Knife and Dream Streak stared at the rising blue light with lingering dread some distance away and broke into cold sweats.