The Handsomer You Are, the Stronger You Become

A vast underground cavern illuminated by eerie, multicolored torches.

The voices of the Lords of the Abyss echoed through the darkness.

"Fool. He was so confident, and yet, he failed."

"This is why we were reluctant to go all out. The entire operation has fallen apart."

"It will take even longer to unseal our high-level monsters now. Our arrival will be delayed further as well."

Their words were filled with frustration.

They reviewed everything that had happened.

But in the end—

"The plan itself had merit, but the variables were too unpredictable. Who would have thought the Inheritor of Lust had grown so much?"

"And the hunters have progressed beyond expectations. The damage should have been far greater."@@novelbin@@

"The real issue is that we have no one to replace Joo Ho-seong. Finding a new hunter to contract would take too long, and none possess the talent for spatial magic. Not to mention, the remaining Frontier members have all fled."

No answers.

Joo Ho-seong had been reckless. His punishment had been justified.

Their hesitations about launching an all-out war had been correct.

But none of that mattered now.

They had no one left to accelerate the unsealing process.

Long ago, the Lords of the Abyss had been sealed away by a divine entity.

After ages in confinement, an opportunity had finally come.

The seal was weakening, layer by layer, with the Lords being the last to be freed.

Luckily, they were powerful enough to project their consciousness beyond the seal.

But the process needed a human intermediary to speed up their release.