The sky above the city looked normal.
Peaceful.
Unchanged.
But beneath that calm—
The world was moving.
Inside a dark control room filled with monitors—
Arka's face appeared on every screen.
From different angles.
Different moments.
"Visual confirmation complete."
"Target identified: Arka."
"Threat Level: Disaster Class."
Silence filled the room.
An old man sat at the center.
His gaze sharp.
Unwavering.
"…Since when did something like this exist?"
No one answered.
Because everyone already knew—
Arka wasn't just a problem.
He was a threat.
Crimson Fang Guild Headquarters
The atmosphere was tense.
"Half our team is gone."
A man slammed his fist onto the table.
"And you're telling me he's low rank?!"
Lyra stood quietly.
"…He's not low rank."
All eyes turned toward her.
"…He has no limits."
Silence.
Someone let out a small laugh.
"…Then he needs to die before it's too late."
Elsewhere in the City
Arka walked alone.
Calm.
As if nothing had happened.
But—
The way people looked at him had changed.
Fear.
Suspicion.
Some even stepped aside.
"…That spread fast."
He exhaled slowly.
[Warning]Multiple Hostile Intent Detected
A faint smile formed on his face.
"…Finally."
WUSH!!
Three figures appeared.
Fast.
Trained.
Strong.
"Target located."
A man holding dual daggers stepped forward.
"Do not resist."
"…Or what?" Arka asked casually.
"…We've been ordered to eliminate you."
Silence.
Then—
Arka chuckled.
"…At least you're honest."
They moved at the same time.
CLANG!!
The first attack—
Blocked.
Arka twisted his body.
SLASH!!
One of them was sent flying.
Another attacked from behind—
But—
CRACK!!
Arka caught his arm.
"…Too slow."
He slammed him into the ground.
Hard.
The last one stepped back.
"…Monster…"
Arka walked toward him.
Calm.
But deadly.
"…You're not the last, are you?"
Silence.
The man didn't answer.
But his eyes said everything.
Arka sighed.
"…Annoying."
[Blood Predator – Active]
Dark aura surged around him again.
Heavy.
Oppressive.
"If everyone wants to come…"
He lifted his head slightly.
"…then come."
From Afar
A figure stood atop a tall building.
Watching.
Calm.
Sharp.
"…So that's him."
A hunter.
Different from the rest.
No impatience.
No emotion.
"…Interesting."
The wind blew softly.
His hair moved with it.
"…Finally, someone worth it."
He smiled.
And in the next moment—
He vanished.
Back to Arka
The attackers lay on the ground.
Silent.
Broken.
Arka stood in the middle.
Alone.
But no longer invisible.
Now—
The entire world—
Was hunting him.
🔥 END OF CHAPTER 11