Episode 226
Wow!
The next bomb we heard exploded a little closer. The whole building shook.
The guild priests belonging to the pantheon simultaneously activated their auras and created a protective shield. Inside the protective shield, the Heretic Questioner, Gongja Kim, and Amethyst stood up with difficulty.
-As expected, the American title is good!
Even though he was being terrorized, the Heretic Questioner was cheerful.
-It’s worth it to have it installed so it doesn’t get destroyed!
-Thank you. Mr. Heretic Questioner.
Amethyst brushed the dust off her face.
She was just as calm as usual.
-But the situation does not end here. The size of the organization that is currently planning terrorism is about 5 million people. The explosion can grow as big as you want.
-That means the number of followers is 5 million! How many of them are Christians, and how many of them can actually take action? Ah haha. Faith is an abstract thing, but death is a real thing.
-Again, even if it were one in a thousand, no. Even if only one person out of 10,000 takes action, that’s 500 people. That’s 500 explosions.
-yes.
The man in charge of the tower’s religion adjusted his hat.
-And 500 is the number we [can handle].
-…….
-It would have been good if we could have identified the terrorist attack in advance and eliminated it in advance. But it’s already too late. So, I will take responsibility for cleaning up after my mistakes!
Amethyst hesitated for a moment.
It was a rare thing for her.
– Cleaning up after yourself.
-Of course, kill all suspicious entities. It’s hard to reduce 5 million to 2.5 million, but it’s not that difficult to reduce 500 to 250, then to 125, and then again to less than 50.
-…….
-We must demand martial law from the Black Dragon Lord! Has it been seven years? Ah, it was quite a long period of peace!
Gongja Kim was speechless.
Again, the wall trembled.
It was also a bomb.
-how,
Gongja Kim said without knowing.
-How can you say something like that?
-hmm?
The Heresy Questioner turned to Gongja Kim.
Seeing the eyes that could be called innocent, Gongja Kim asked. Reptilian eyes would also be innocent if they were innocent. The Heretic Questioner was smiling while retaining the innocence of the beast.
-Why can’t I say it?
-…….
-If you think, speak, and act this way, you can reach a faster and clearer conclusion. Why shouldn’t we discuss it this way? Is it because it offends Mr. Alba?
-Such a problem… .
-No, that’s the problem. Someone has to do it anyway. If it’s something that needs to be done anyway, it’s quicker to get it done without unnecessary rhetoric. It is a politician’s virtue to care about the public’s feelings, but we promised a long time ago that we would leave [that] to the Black Dragon Master!
Gongja Kim gritted his teeth.
As he was about to roar, a small hand grabbed his shoulder.
It was amethyst.
-Mr. Confucius.
-…….
-Don’t try to change it. Right now, I don’t have time. You should rather use him.
-Use… … .
– Surprisingly, the person in front of Gongja Kim is [a person who can be persuaded with words].
Hearing those words, Gongja Kim thought with difficulty.
‘We must reduce the number of victims from bombings as much as possible. However, innocent people being sacrificed just because they are suspicious must be minimized as much as possible. What should I do? What should I do to persuade the Heretic Questioner and use this person… … .’
Use it.
-…….
That moment.
Gongja Kim realized something.
-It’s a pantheon.
The Heretic Questioner stopped.
-yes?
-It is a pantheon.
Gongja Kim spoke urgently.
-The pontoon leader you captured. He’s dead. But even if you died, wouldn’t you have killed it yourself within the pantheon?
Just a little while ago, the vice principal’s blood was on the Heretic Questioner’s left hand.
The Heretic Questioner tilted his head.
-yes. Yes?
-But how did [the young man who played the video in the square] immediately realize that the pontoon master was dead! He would not have been clairvoyant, nor would he have looked into the torture chamber inside the Manshin Temple.
Prince Kim saw the Heretic Questioner’s eyes shaking.
-A traitor within the pantheon informed us of the death of the vice-pagan! To your colleagues!
The Heretic Questioner was about to make the sign of the cross. It was not known whether he was trying to spread his protective shield or whether he was trying to kill his associates present here, namely the former Manshin executives.
It became impossible to know.
Explosion and roar.
The world has turned upside down.
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It stood upright once, then immediately tilted again.
Before I knew it, Gongja Kim had collapsed. Aside from the fact that something was covering his back, and that it was very warm, Kim Gongja could barely feel anything.
It felt like cicadas were crying long and loudly somewhere.
Someone muttered beyond my broken hearing.
-There was an unnecessarily quick-witted bastard in the area.
Gongja Kim did not know who that person was.
But it wasn’t the Heretic Questioner’s voice, and it wasn’t even Amethyst’s voice. If so, he must have been one of the former Manshin priests who were here.
The owner of the voice walked somewhere making footsteps.
-Poorly. I would have been able to use it for a long time to come.
Who are you talking to?
-All you had to do was act like a doll and move like a doll, and that was enough. Pantheon.
-…….
-But there is nothing to do for a marionette whose thread is broken. It is disposal. Fortunately, today is the big day, so time loss is minimal… … .
And Gongja Kim lost forever the chance to see the traitor’s face.
There was a flash of light and a scream.
The man who was enjoying the success of his betrayal could no longer make a sound. As much as he could betray his boss, he also knew that his boss would never fully trust him. No, the traitor overlooked until the very end the fact that his boss had never fully trusted anyone else in the first place.
-Ahaha… … .
A small hand tapped Kim Gongja’s cheek.
-Are you okay? Are you alive?
-Ugh… … f*ck… … .
-Looking at the swear words, it is true that he is Mr. Yeomje’s subordinate. What is the name of the?
-Kim Gongja… … .
-If you can swear and say your name, you are actually doing half the work in life. Can you open your eyes, Mr. Gongja Kim?
Gongja Kim opened his eyes.
The Heretic Questioner was smiling in his blood-red eyes.
Gongja Kim slowly realized that the reason his vision was red was not because he was the only one who had shed blood.
-Good. Fortunately, the. There is only one person left besides me who is aware of the current situation.
The Heretic Questioner was also covered in blood.
The scent of blood was thick in his voice.
-Pantheon, Lord… .
-yes.
-Amethyst Manager… … ?
Gongja Kim opened his mouth with difficulty. What about amethyst? The Heretic Questioner just said he was glad [there was only one person left besides me]. Gongja Kim desperately hoped that there would be an error in the arithmetic.
-Now is not the time to care about other people.
The Heretic Questioner vomited blood.
Excessively vivid blood.
It’s not just blood. A few pieces of flesh are mixed in.
-Treatment… … .
Confucius barely spoke.
The Heretic Questioner raised one hand to stop him.
-No need. It’s not on time. I cannot survive.
-If you don’t try it… … .
-I know it without even trying it. Rather, it is more efficient to do what you can do now… … .
Once again, the Heretic Questioner vomited blood.
Blood splashed on Gongja Kim’s cheek.
-eww.
Without realizing it, Gongja Kim stood up from the floor. I remember going to an amusement park with the director when I was very young. It was difficult to keep my balance as the dark red world was spinning around like I was in a squirrel box, but I did it somehow.
When he got up, something covering his back slipped down and fell to the floor, but he desperately tried not to pay attention to that.
Gongja Kim captured the Heresy Questioner’s appearance in his field of vision.
He was sitting right in front of Gongja Kim. However, Gongja Kim did not know whether he should call that posture “sitting.”
Torn off from the waist down, the Heretic Questioner opened his mouth.
– As Kim Gong-ja pointed out, it seems that this terrorist attack was prepared more deeply than expected. It’s a real problem.
-Don’t say it… Now, your body.
-It’s the opposite. Since things have gotten to this point, I have to say something. So that,
Blood and cough.
-Ah, this is what happens when the proud American system explodes, the damage… If this happened here, I wonder what would have happened in other places as well.
-Pantheon, be quiet a little, I am a person,
-Instead of loading these.
The Heretic Questioner took something out of his pocket.
There were two.
A hand mirror decorated with a small doll and a pitch-black dragon on the rim.
The Heretic Questioner smiled at Confucius, who accepted it without knowing it.
-The first one is called an idol. It means you are my representative. The pantheon is now yours for the time being.
Gongja Kim froze.
-Why, to me.
-It’s just like I said before. Gongja Kim is the only one who can move here now.
Gongja Kim gritted his teeth.
I didn’t look around or look back.
The Heretic Questioner continued.
-But honestly, I don’t know if that mark has any meaning… I don’t know if the system I built will work even after I die. Still, it’s better than nothing, so for now… More important than that is this second item. It’s a mirror.
-mirror…….
-It is called the Black Dragon Mirror. To communicate with guild leaders from other guilds… … These are emergency tools that the Black Dragon Master gave us. They say you are my agent… … .
The Heretic Questioner stopped talking.
Gongja Kim waited for the next words.
It took time to realize that it didn’t exist.
-…….
Gongja Kim opened his mouth.
-Lord Pantheon?
There was no answer.
It wasn’t going to happen in the future.
-Lord Pantheon.
Life continues inexorably, but then disappears without warning.
Prince Kim looked down at the two keepsakes left in his hands. Dazed in a ruined room.
It wasn’t for long.
There was determination on his face.
-I have to move… … .
But how?
And where?
As an E-class hunter, that was something I couldn’t know, but fortunately, the Heretic Questioner wasn’t the only one dying at this moment. Gongja Kim was not the only one who survived. People were moving desperately, and as one of the results of that movement, voices were heard.
-Damn it… … .
The sound came from the mirror in my hand.
-Hey. Are there any kids alive? Please answer if you have any.
Gongja Kim knew the person responsible for this voice.
Probably everyone in the tower knows this.
-Black Dragon Guild Leader?
-huh? What are you… … who is this?
Gongja Kim took a deep breath.
And briefly explained the situation.
There was silence for a moment beyond the mirror, and then a voice continued.
-okay. but. I wasn’t a child who would live up to my name.
-… … Do you believe me?
-huh. There is a skill I received from a paladin a while ago. That’s roughly it… Oh, shit.
The Black Dragon Master let out a long sigh.
It wasn’t just watery saliva, it was spit filled with sticky blood.
-Are you hurt?
-little. It’s been a long time since I got stabbed by an assassin… … .
Hunter ranking 2nd place.
In name and reality, he holds the greatest power in the tower.
Despite the fact that such a person was assassinated, Kim Gongja maintained his senses. Maybe I was just paralyzed by a series of major incidents.
In either case, nothing but the voices of the Black Dragon Lord and Confucius flowed in the Black Dragon Sutra. Although time passed until Gongja Kim explained the entire situation, no one participated in the communication. The Black Dragon Master quietly put what that implied into his mouth.
-The job is a bit big. It may be the second largest since the tower was built.
-…….
-Well, I’ve been holding a lot of grudges for a while… … .
cough.
-The guy who stabbed me was a section chief and deputy director at the American Ministry of Foreign Affairs. I thought he was just a bastard who was pushed out of power and living a normal life, but f*ck…the CIA is a bunch of bastards… … . Now they’re even using pseudo-bastards to f*ck us… … ?
-Black Dragon Lord, where are you? I will come see you.
There was coughing and laughter.
-What do you do when you come? I don’t know if it’s the secretary or your master.
That was something that Gongja Kim knew more than anyone else.
-But you can’t just sit still, right?
-You’re young… .
There was sadness in the Black Dragon Master’s voice.
It was a very brief sigh.
That sorrow immediately gave way to cold calculation.
-But I have no strength. There is no need for that anymore.
Before Gongja Kim could react to those words, the Black Dragon Master continued to speak.
-Usually in situations like this, the guild leaders hold a meeting and decide on a leader. But this is the situation now.
-Black Dragon Lord… .
-I will take command.
The Black Dragon Master took a deep breath.
-From this moment.
said the master of the city.
That voice did not come only from the Black Dragon Mirror.
Her voice began to flow from Babylon Square, which was already in ruins, from the streets, from the slums, from streetlights installed on every street, and from speakers attached to the bottom of streetlights.
-Declare martial law. I am the guild leader of the Black Dragon Guild, the Black Dragon Master. I’ll say it again. Martial law is declared as of this time.
Between the Black Dragon Master’s words, there was the sound of blood being vomited.
-Currently, the outside world has mobilized unidentified enemies to cause several explosions inside the tower. All guild leaders have been lost. Casualties may number in the thousands, perhaps tens of thousands.
cough.
-anyway. The tower already belonged to no one when it was built. There were people who said the tower belonged to God and killed humans, there were people who said the tower belonged to the United States and killed enemies, and there were even people who taunted humans saying the tower belonged to gangsters.
The fact that the authority giving orders was shedding blood was echoed through the speaker and into the collapsed square of Babylon.
-But now, more than a dozen years have passed. We can say it emphatically. This tower is ours. It’s our territory. We are the humans of the tower. The sky of the tower is our airspace, and the water stream of the tower is our territorial waters. The land of the tower is our territory. And we say that those who pollute our sky, water, and land are our enemies.
The Black Dragon Master swallowed once.
Maybe he swallowed blood.
While retaining his red body, the Black Dragon Master’s single words burst out from beyond the speaker.
-It’s war.
Echoes erupted simultaneously from every alley in the city where speakers were installed.
-This is war.
The sound also went down to the mother’s back, which was tightly wrapped around the child under the speaker.
-In this situation where the security of the tower has seriously collapsed, we, the Black Dragon, declare martial law and declare that we will achieve victory in this war as quickly as possible. And I promise. He will show zero-tolerance revenge on the enemies who dared to shake the tower.
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