All Chapters of Hunters: The Prequel: Chapter 881 - Chapter 890

“What…is…she?” Maia wondered, her entire body soaked in sweat. Beside her, Frost and Bel were collapsed on the floor, breathless and just as sweaty. Kahn had one knee on the ground, but he didn’t not fall. He was just as exhausted as the others. One could tell that unlike Mane’s party, they had struggled just to stay conscious.“She is the Chaos Witch. I remember her. She was one of the three greatest Eternals. There was the Cold Emperor, your grandfather; the Fire Eternal, a woman whose flames could even threaten Sutur; and the Chaos Witch, an Eternal whose control over Chaos was second only to the Chaos Beasts themselves. They gave her the monicker ‘witch’ because she handled Chaos like no other. I didn’t think that she was still alive.”Reiki’s reply caused Maia to swallow saliva nervously. To think that the first Eternal she would meet after so long was one who was considered a legend; what a

The days went by swiftly. Soon, they turned into weeks, and weeks turned into months. Before anyone knew it, it was time for the God Trials. Planet Celestial had been waiting for this moment for the longest time. Many had come from far and wide. Sure, the God Trials were a great buzz, and though many weren’t qualified to participate due to its stringent entry criteria, many loved to watch the scions of strong and noble clans duke it out in a competition that assessed wit and strength alike; however, this competition was different.This was the second time that the Go Trials were being hosted on Planet Celestial, and this year marked the second year since the God Academies had broken their several millennia long tradition of hosting personalized tests for candidates approved by Tokens of Authority. The first God Trials had been the biggest thing to ever happen to Planet Celestial since the great war that saw the Celestials claim this planet as their own. For all the great talents of Pl

Mane’s POV Finally, it was the day of the trials. I had been waiting for weeks for it to happen. My impatience had finally paid off. Finally, it was time to reveal myself to the world. Not as a child of Zandor or Asgard or Olympus. I know I was advised to keep myself hidden until the time was right; but how can one tell when the time is right? Is there really such a thing in the first place? Uncle Jake leaving was not planned – at least I, Mane Harbinger, had not made any such plans at the time – but it had been the right thing to do; for I gained independence and a mind that could survive on its own from his absence. Going to the Dreamscape was unexpected, but that was the right time to experience what I experienced. Being betrayed by Sunflower was not expected, but it had been the right time for that given that that had been the only way to complete my mission and return to Zandor. Any later and my friends could have been in big trouble. While many things had happened just as I in

“I would like to tell you what an honour it is to fight you,” Professor Jackson chuckled mildly.“The honour is mine instead, professor. I hope that one day I can stand as your equal.” Mane smiled behind his mask.He knew that Professor Jackson was strong, but right now, standing before him, he could tell that he had underestimated the power of the teacher. Professor Jackson held no weapon neither had he mustered up his aura. He looked like a man on a leisurely stroll. Even then, Mane could not find any openings to attack. Every single option that would have usually been available to him was not.“Use True Eyes,” 1st instructed.“I cannot. It will reveal too much” Mane shook his head.While True Eyes was capable of seeing the things that were not, it wasn’t a power he wanted to display here. The Elder Gods were here, and Mane wanted to keep the fact that he had stolen the abilities of the Origin King away from them. Letting the world know that he had the eyes that could peer beyond ti

“He’s strong,” Mane concluded as he struggled to deflect another one of Professor Jackson’s massive punches.*BOOM*The man’s fist was akin to the hammer of a dwarven blacksmith. It threatened to crush him apart and shatter his soul. All Mane could do – even with his powerful physical abilities and his very pure energy – was to dodge or deflect the attacks. Taking them head-on was suicidal.“What is impressive is not that his punches are powerful, but that head-on confrontation is clearly not his strongest suite,” Cronos’ voice reached Mane’s ears, causing the Supreme to falter for just a moment.That turned out to be costly, for the young Supreme was struck squarely on the shoulder, sending him flying into the barrier that he had made himself!*Boom*“Devour!” Mane breathed in hungrily, his broken shoulder swiftly healing in mere seconds as he swallowed large amounts of Edict to replenish what was lost.“He is coming again,” 1st warned, but Mane already knew that.He could sense the