Chapter 92: Global Gate Break
Outer World – Hunter Sector 3
The sky cracked open.
No warning. No signal. Just raw chaos.
Across the world, gates began to split through the atmosphere like divine blades dragging open wounds in reality. Purple lightning. Crimson fog. A storm of unnatural pressure flooded through every corner of civilization. People on the streets screamed. Kids pointed up. Hunters felt their cores tremble.
And then came the monsters.
Dozens. Hundreds. Thousands.
Pouring out of the gates like a stampede of nightmares—fangs, eyes, wings, slime, blades, smoke, tendrils, all twisted and hungry. They dropped into cities. Towns. Fields. Highways. No region was spared.
The world was under siege.
Inside the central headquarters of the Hunter Association, alarms blared like war drums.
"Sector 5 breached!"
"Gate forming near Bastion High!"
"Two more in the eastern quadrant!"
Vice Commander Rael slammed his hands on the table.
"Call every damn hunter! I don’t care if they’re retired, injured, or suspended—mobilize everyone now!"
Operators scrambled. Screens flickered with red zones. Cities in panic. Streets stained. Monsters overwhelming local defenses. Drones went offline one after the other.
Rael’s eyes narrowed. His armor clicked into place. "Activate Protocol Ragnarok."
There was silence for a second.
Then the entire building shook as blast doors unlocked and the World-Scale Defense Protocol came online.
Hunters across the world received one single notification on their wristbands.
⚠️ ALERT: GLOBAL GATE INCURSION
STATUS: LEVEL 9 THREAT
ORDER: FULL MOBILIZATION
OBJECTIVE: HOLD THE WORLD LINE
Hunter Sector 12 – North Plateau
The monsters came in waves.
Talonbeasts with glass wings swooped from above. Razorhounds stalked through the shadows, leaping at any movement. Fogmunchers—a blob of fog that screamed like a dying child—covered entire blocks, melting flesh on contact.
A squad of hunter trainees were already holding position behind a collapsed bridge.
"Yen! They’re flanking left!"
"I see it!"
Yen, barely sixteen, pulled her crossbow and loosed a burning bolt. It flew through the air, split into three mid-flight, and struck a three-headed crawler through the skulls.
Boom. Boom. Boom.
Blood splattered. Screams echoed.
Beside her, Jordan—rank B, close-combat type—charged with two axes crackling with electricity. He swung wildly, slicing a beast clean in half. "Back to back, everyone!"
More gates opened.
And more monsters poured out.
Yen shouted, "Where the hell is backup?!"
Hunter Association Mobile Fortress – Command Tower
"Deploy the Vanguards!"
"Send Liran’s unit to Sector 3!"
"Mobilize the Phoenix Wing, now!"
Massive warships flew through the skies, hovering above burning cities. Attached beneath them, hunter squads dropped like missiles—each landing a seismic punch to the earth.
Liran, rank A+, landed with a sonic boom. His blade—Verdant Sever—sliced through a line of monstrosities in one arc.
"Clear the perimeter!" he barked.
His team moved with deadly precision.
One girl floated mid-air, glyphs glowing beneath her. "Casting Area Freeze!"
The entire ground beneath them turned to ice—monsters slipping, falling, vulnerable.
"Finish them!"
Liran spun once, sword dancing. Three monsters down. Then a hammer flew past him, shattering the jaw of a winged serpent mid-flight.
Liran nodded to the thrower—Mara, built like a tank, laughter wild.
"Still alive, old man?"
"Keep count," he smirked. "I’m ahead by three."
Sector 6 – Bastion High Academy
Students were already outside when the gate ripped open above the school field.
Instructors activated a temporary barrier just in time to block the first wave, but it wouldn’t hold long.
Head Instructor Genji stood at the front of the line. His white coat fluttered, sleeves rolled up, his blade still in its scabbard.
"Students behind me. Faculty, front. If you run, you die. If you hesitate, you die. So what do we do?"
"Fight!" the students screamed.
He smirked. "That’s more like it."
He vanished.
Literally.
A blink later, Genji stood in the center of the monsters. His scabbard still untouched. They lunged.
CLANG!
One draw.
A single arc of steel.
And they all fell.
The students gasped behind the barrier.
"Wha..."
"Shut your mouth," another instructor muttered. "This is why we follow him."
More monsters broke through the sky. More gates, wider this time.
"Scatter!" Genji barked. "Form squads of five!"
Students activated their wristbands. Weapons materialized. One student roared and turned into a shadow wolf, barreling into the horde. Another unleashed explosive paper charms that carpeted the sky.
Flames. Ice. Gravity distortion. Psychic beams. The school became a battlefield.
Genji smiled faintly. "Now they’re learning."
Sector 9 – Civilian Zone Evacuation
The screams were the worst part.
Families running. Kids crying. People trapped under rubble. The monsters didn’t care. They tore through crowds, trying to reach the emergency gates.
That was until the Hunter Cleaners arrived.
A specialized squad for urban defense.
Leader: Sana. Quiet. Lethal. Dual daggers and a wind cloak.
She appeared in a blur, her daggers spinning like fans. One monster lunged at a woman and child—
SLICKK.
Head rolled. Body hit the ground.
Sana crouched low. "Sector is compromised. Get the civilians through Gate B."
One of her teammates set up a portable barrier. "Five minutes. That’s all I need!"
"You get two."
Sana was already gone again.
The alleyways turned into killzones. Hunters weaved through collapsing buildings, using walls as springboards, spinning midair to drop energy bombs into the monster swarm. Civilians cried. Blood spilled. Chaos ruled.
But the Hunters didn’t stop.
Hunter HQ – War Room
Vice Commander Rael watched it all on the global map.
Blinking red.
Everywhere.
A full-blown global crisis.
His hand hovered over the emergency seal.
"Sir," a young hunter said beside him. "Do we issue the Dominion Class Hunter summoning?"
Rael narrowed his eyes.
"No," he said. "Not yet."
"But—"
"Let them fight."
His voice was calm. But inside?
He felt it too.
Something worse was coming.
The monsters weren’t just wild. They were organized. They moved in waves, by command. Like someone—or something—was coordinating them.
And the longer this lasted, the more the hunters would be worn down.
Still, he didn’t press the button.
Because this wasn’t just about surviving.
This was a test.
Sector 4 – Mountain Ranges
The gates here didn’t just open.
They broke the mountains.
Explosions erupted as titanic monsters crawled out—some the size of buildings. Their steps shook the landscape. Trees flattened. Valleys collapsed.
The hunters here?
Only twelve of them.
But they were elites.
One of them—Arjun—snapped his fingers, and a meteor rained from the sky, crashing onto the lead monster’s skull.
"Still too slow!" his partner yelled, riding a storm dragon through the air.
She threw a spear made of compressed wind. It drilled into the monster’s eye, exploding from the inside.
Boom.
Blood like lava splashed across the rocks.
Another hunter, monk-like, stood still as monsters surrounded him—then clapped his hands once.
BOOM.
A shockwave rippled through the air, flattening a quarter mile instantly.
All Across the World
Hunters stood their ground.
In the cities, the skies, the ruins, the sea.
From apprentices to veterans.
Blood was spilled. Lives were lost.
But the Hunter Association didn’t back down.
The gates had opened.
The war had begun.
And the hunters?
They roared back.