The Meaning of Life Lies in That Infinite Future

The war raged on at a rapid pace, everyone fighting madly for their own ideals.

The first to be wiped out were the lazy vampires with fairly good survival abilities. Perhaps precisely because they were so good at staying alive, they chose to evade danger more often when faced with it. Yet in such fierce battle, that choice instead cost them their lives.

If one did not advance, there would be no room to retreat.

"You ignorant lives, why will you not choose a peaceful death?!" the Lich King cried madly, then turned His gaze upon Leon. "My old friend, you too have created countless deaths. Why do you resist death?!"

"Aren't we risking life and limb right now? How are we resisting death?" Half of Leon's body had already withered under the Lich King's curse, yet he still wore a smile. "The one truly resisting death is you!"

Leon understood the Lich King better than most. He had witnessed His growth, as well as His fall.

Back then, neither of them had truly grown up. Their thoughts were immature. Leon had become a believer of Killer J and rapidly matured under that unscrupulous superior.

Yet before the Lich King's growth could even begin, it had been interrupted by the cruelty of reality.

That was why He had become who He was today.

Every Hunter risked their life to hunt anomalies. They had never halted their steps because of death.

It was precisely because they cherished life and regarded death lightly that they could remain so calm and composed.

"I stand upon the String of Truth of death. I will become death's supreme god—how could I be resisting death?!" The aura of death surged madly around the Lich King. He utterly refused to believe Leon's words.

Or rather, He did