I Ascend Alone-Chapter 51: The Monarch vs. Three S-ranks

Leon and Selene stood side by side, their auras raging like celestial storms—one of blazing gold, the other of frozen silver. Dorian, his draconic power roaring to life, joined them without a word.

Three absolute forces. And they were all standing against me.

The private chamber trembled beneath our power, its walls cracking, alarms blaring louder as the system detected a national-level threat.

The other A-Rank hunters had rushed in moments ago—powerful figures, elites of the Hunter Association—yet not one of them moved. No one dared to interfere because they knew, they couldn't do anything to help.

The sheer gap between them and the battlefield in front of them was like comparing mortals to gods.

This fight wasn't for them. This was something else entirely.

Leon's golden aura surged. His body shimmered with divine energy, muscles flexing as his eyes locked onto mine. "Ryzen..." His voice was calm, but beneath it, I could hear the tension. The unspoken realization.

Selene's breath misted in the air, frost spreading with every step she took. "We have to end this before it's too late. He's losing himself."

Dorian rolled his shoulders, draconic energy bursting from his form. "I'm going to give it my all" His golden, reptilian eyes locked onto me with a sharp glint. "Let's see if I can still keep up with you youngsters!"

I exhaled, the air around me distorting as my presence darkened.

The shadows at my feet twisted, pulsing like a living thing. The weight of my power crushed the air itself, forcing the surrounding hunters to stumble back.

One A-Rank hunter gritted his teeth. "What... the hell is this pressure?!"

Another fell to his knees. "This... isn't normal..."

The weakest among them—an A-Rank with a sword—took a step back, sweat dripping down his face. "I-It's worse than an S-Rank..."

"Come." My voice was barely a whisper, yet it rang through the chamber.

BOOM!

Leon vanished. His golden form flickered before reappearing beside me in an instant. His fist, crackling with pure energy, streaked toward my ribs, but I vanished.

Phantom Dash.

I shifted, his attack grazing empty air.

In that same moment—

SHHIIING!

A spear of ice erupted from the ground, aiming for my throat. Selene's assault was precise, her frost magic altering the very battlefield itself.

But I was already gone, reappearing behind her.

She sensed it, spinning, but it is too late.

SLASH!

Umbral Fang tore through her shoulder, black mist trailing behind its edge.

Blood splattered.

Selene hissed, staggering back.

"Selene!" Leon's gaze flickered to her wound for a split second.

A split second too long.

DIE.

I lunged forward—

BOOM!

A wall of dragon fire erupted between us.

Dorian stood at the center, his form fully transformed—claws extended, wings of molten energy flickering at his back. His draconic presence warped the air itself.

His tail whipped forward—razor-sharp, unrelenting.

I raised Umbral Fang—

CLANG!

Sparks erupted as steel met scaled flesh. The impact sent a shockwave through the room, but I held my ground.

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Dorian's golden eyes narrowed. "You're durable, I'll give you that."

I smirked. "And you're still too slow."

BOOM!

The ground shattered beneath our feet as the three charged me at once.

Leon's golden aura ignited, a comet of pure energy. His fist burned like a sun, streaking toward me with devastating speed.

Selene was right behind him, her frozen domain twisting the battlefield into an icy wasteland. Spears of frost shot from the ground, aiming to pierce through any opening.

Dorian, now fully transformed, roared, his draconic wings sending him into a blur of motion. His claws gleamed with molten energy, his tail cutting through the air like a whip of destruction.

Three powerful hunters came for me at once, but I didn't move—I just exhaled, and the Abyss answered.

Dark mana surged from my form, tendrils of black mist crawling across the broken chamber. The oppressive weight of my power slammed into the room like an invisible storm.

"Fenrir."

The air split apart as a massive black sigil formed beneath me, its runes pulsating with malevolent energy.

Then, a presence has been awakened.

ROOOOAAAAAARRRR!

A monstrous, abyssal howl tore through the battlefield, rattling the very foundations of the chamber.

A colossal, wolf-like beast, forged from pure darkness and void, stepped from the abyssal gate. Its fur shimmered like a living night sky, glowing with eerie blue veins of energy.

Its amber eyes blazed with primordial hunger.

Abyssal Warhound—Fenrir.

The moment it fully materialized, the battlefield froze.

Leon, Selene, and Dorian—all three—stopped mid-charge.

They didn't just slow down. They physically halted, as if their instincts were screaming at them to not move any further.

Even Leon, who had charged recklessly before, now stood there, his expression unreadable.

Dorian's gaze flickered between me and the warhound. His mouth opened, then closed—then opened again.

Finally, he turned to Leon.

"...Is he a summoner?"

Leon's head snapped toward him. "I..I do not know myself either.."

Dorian gestured at me. "I'm serious. This is just getting absurd."

Selene interrupted, her cold, logical tone cutting through the moment.

"Think for a second, Dorian." She narrowed her eyes at me. "He's a summoner... but he's also an assassin. Have you ever heard of someone excelling in both?"

Dorian scowled, glancing at my dagger. "No. That's what's pissing me off."

Selene's tone darkened. "Then that means only one thing..."

She turned her gaze fully toward me.

"He's something else entirely."

Leon remained silent.

I raised my hand. Fenrir, my abyssal warhound, growled.

And in the next moment—

BOOM!

The battlefield exploded into chaos.

Leon vanished from sight, a golden comet streaking toward me at blinding speed.

Selene twisted the air, her frost magic swallowing the chamber in an instant. Ice erupted from the ground in jagged formations, locking the battlefield in a deathtrap of frozen spears.

Dorian then roared, wings shattering the frozen air as he surged forward like a dragon in flight, claws crackling with molten power.

All three of them, moving as one coming for me.

I exhaled, my crimson eyes gleaming as my abyssal aura flared outward like a tidal wave.

"Fenrir."

The moment my voice rang out, the Abyssal Warhound moved.

CRACK!

The floor shattered beneath its monstrous paws as it lunged forward with impossible speed.

Leon barely had time to react before Fenrir's massive claws swung down—a maelstrom of darkness and force.

Leon dodged, skidding across the ice-covered ground as Fenrir's attack obliterated the space where he stood.

But Selene was already moving.

She raised her hand, and the ice answered.

A glacial storm surged forth, spears of absolute zero racing toward my position. The entire chamber shook under the intensity of her magic.

I didn't move.Instead, I activated Phantom Dash.

My body blurred, leaving nothing but an afterimage as I appeared directly behind her.

Selene's eyes widened.

I swung Umbral Fang.

CLANG!