Chapitre 192: Deathstalker's Return with Vengeance

(Somewhere else)

Deathstalker, the feared hunter, was submerged in a thick, green liquid within a large glass tube. The eerie glow of the fluid emphasized the tattoos that covered his muscular frame, marking his body with dark and sinister designs.

In the dimly lit chamber adorned with the grim trophies of his kills, a minion clad in brown armor entered, his footsteps echoing in the room. He approached the tube where Deathstalker lay in suspended animation.

"Boss," the minion called out with a mixture of reverence and fear, knowing well the power and ruthlessness of the man within.

Slowly, Deathstalker's eyes fluttered open, revealing a cold and calculating gaze. His heavily tattooed body seemed to writhe beneath the fluid as he moved. It was impossible not to notice the deep, jagged scar that marred his neck—a bitter reminder of a battle against his last adversary, Draven, the Reaper.