Chapter Index

    Part 1 Chapter 8-15

    Chaos Illusion Dragon.

    This executive, whom you encounter fifth in the original work, is a considerably difficult entity to conquer at the point of encounter.

    More difficult to conquer in a dating sim-like manner than Xiaolin, who can accumulate events through interaction with the Round Table, or Seok Harang, the sixth Spirit whom you can frequently meet just by going down to Busan.

    Ask for a date? She sleeps.

    Dungeon raid? She sleeps.

    Wandering monster subjugation? She sleeps.

    Only sleep, sleep, sleep.

    She was a child who expressed gratitude for being rescued by the protagonist’s party but thought that since four other executives were already helping the protagonist, she didn’t necessarily need to help.

    Players eventually exploded at the Chaos Illusion Dragon’s self-centered behavior and went so far as to report it as a bug to the game company.

    ‘No one expected it.’

    Who would have thought that the event of forcibly waking the Chaos Illusion Dragon from her sleep every single time during an event would become the event that awakened her into a Spirit.

    [So hurry up and come. I’m getting tired of waiting.]

    I sat on a chair piled high with the corpses of black scorpions, wanting to welcome a guest other than a monster.

    [Whether human, monster, or Spirit. Everyone is welcome…!]

    Quickly. Please. I was starting to get annoyed by only monsters constantly showing up, and I wanted to exchange pitches with a new batter.

    Swoosh—-

    [They’re here.]

    I feel a mana reaction from afar. I rose from the chair made of piled-up black scorpions and gripped Deokbae tightly.

    [Then what is it this time-]

    A missile of a familiar shape was flying towards me. I was momentarily lost for words.

    [Mao Zeping…!]

    I can’t believe he’d even fire missiles within his own territory.

    * * *

    “Director-nim?!”

    “Isn’t the opponent an SS-rank Villain? Then we shouldn’t spare any means or methods.”

    Mao Zeping was haphazardly tapping buttons with a nonchalant expression.

    Although missiles don’t fly haphazardly just by pressing the launch switch, everyone in the room could understand his feelings as he clicked it several times a second.

    “Due to the death of the monster controller, his escort went berserk. Monsters rampaging across the country gathered to that escort. Naturally, we are doing what we must do. And besides.”

    Mao Zeping pointed to the Phoenix, who was captured via satellite imagery and was currently wrestling with black scorpions.

    “The fact that the Phoenix, the demon of Seoul, has come all the way here, isn’t that already terrorism?”

    “That’s true, but….”

    “Then shall we request support from the Round Table?”

    One of his sons sought Mao Zeping’s opinion. Mao Zeping shook his head at his son’s suggestion, whose name he couldn’t even remember.

    “No. We should try it without Unjang. It’s time for you one million ability users to unleash your powers.”

    “The opponent is a Villain presumed to be SS-rank.”

    “Isn’t it just one person? I think deploying a million against just one person is not excessive, but rather severe.”

    Mao Zeping shook his head repeatedly at the deployment of ability users gathering moment by moment.

    “Didn’t we confirm it at the Amnok River? That person has no intention of killing ability users.”

    “Even so, what if he does kill them?”

    “……But aren’t the number of ability users increasing right now?”

    Though still unheard by Mao Zeping, the loud sound of a morning alarm was still ringing for his sons.

    “Good morning, you say? The reveille is sounding, you say? This is a sign given by the heavens. It’s a signal from our ancestors that the army of ability users must finally rise!”

    “It’s in English.”

    “Let’s overlook trivial matters. What’s important is that guy right now. What’s the signal?”

    Munhwa, who had been staring at the tablet for a long time, shook his head.

    “Incorrect. He’s still alive.”

    “Indeed. To survive even after being hit by a missile. ……It’s him after all.”

    The Villain who wielded blue flames and fought Unjang as if playing with him two months ago. It was only natural to think that he and the one causing a ruckus now were the same person.

    “How many black scorpions has he captured now?”

    “Four. He beat them all down, so their Cores should be intact.”

    “Is that so. Then Munhwa, gather all the alumni. We will kill the Villain and seize his Cores.”

    “Understood. ……Father-nim?”

    Munhwa was flustered by the information that came in on the tablet. Mao Zeping raised an eyebrow, annoyed by his son’s imprudence, but Munhwa was not in a situation to care about that.

    “There are three urgent pieces of information. One is the news that an S-rank monster, the Black Flame Dragon, is flying over the Yellow Sea from Seoul.”

    “What? As expected. The monster controller is still alive, then.”

    Mao Zeping stroked his beard, then quickly made a decision.

    “Intercept it for now. Fire missiles. It’s huge, so it’ll be good target practice.”

    Click-click-click.

    Mao Zeping kept tapping the launch switch model with his thumb, smacking his lips. If he were the head of the military instead of the director of the Monster Countermeasure Bureau, the sky would have quickly been adorned with missiles.

    “More missiles….”

    “Understood.”

    One of his sons muttered with a disgusted expression, but Munhwa gave him a look and covered up the sound.

    “And for the second piece of news….”

    Munhwa tilted his head with a slightly bewildered expression.

    “All of the Hwangeonjeok have revealed themselves. They are all running towards the Villain Phoenix.”

    “……? Aha, so they’re saying that even though they’re a band of thieves, they can never tolerate an external enemy?”

    “……And this is the video footage of them.”

    Munhwa displayed the video on a giant monitor for everyone to see. All of the missing alumni’s comrades were running behind Bonghyo, and Bonghyo was holding a girl in his arms.

    “……Hoo.”

    Mao Zeping’s eyes gleamed as he saw the gray-haired girl.

    “It seems Bonghyo has been swayed by a woman and betrayed us.”

    Mao Zeping smacked his lips and started getting excited. And the alumni members gathered there, who were also his sons, instinctively knew his father’s bad habits were stirring again.

    “I will issue a general mobilization order to all Heroes. To eliminate both the Villain and the terrorist in one fell swoop. And.”

    Mao Zeping pointed at the gray-haired girl and raised the corners of his mouth.

    “That girl must be captured alive.”

    “Yes. Understood. We will bring her back unharmed. And for the last, third piece of news….”

    Munhwa pointed to the location that had been bombed by missiles with a reluctant expression.

    “The Phoenix’s signal has disappeared.”

    * * *

    “Ugh, seriously. I’ll have to beat him up so he can never fire missiles again.”

    I cracked my neck left and right and threw Deokbae onto the floor. Deokbae (stone club) rolled away and came to rest in a corner of the stone chamber.

    “I should store it for now and then leave.”

    ‘No one will come in here anyway.’

    If I accidentally dropped a Core during a fight, I’d be crying tears of blood, so I needed a place to store the Cores I had painstakingly collected.

    Clatter-clatter-clatter.

    The Cores scattered inside the coffin. The Cores placed next to the mummy looked as if they were burial offerings. I picked up an S-rank Core that had fallen next to its ribs.

    “If it weren’t for him, I’d probably cry.”

    Even if it were him, it would be a bit awkward, but if possible, it would be good if it were him.

    “There’s nothing as fun as ancient general cheats in Romance of the Three Kingdoms, right?”

    I placed the Core near the mummy’s heart, made a hole with my fingernail, and then pushed the Core inside.

    “Ugh.”

    A stench rose, and a musty smell thousands of years old also wafted. I had to endure it since I had unsealed the mummy, but it was a moment of sudden regret.

    “Incantation omitted…!”

    If I recited a lengthy incantation while smelling this, I felt like I’d throw up halfway through. I quickly activated the Core and infused it with mana.

    “Congratulations on becoming immortal.”

    I granted him the wish he most desired. The Core embedded in the mummy began to emit a brown light, and I stepped back a couple of paces from the coffin.

    Creak. Creak.

    The mummy’s outer skin had become a hard carapace, just like that of the black scorpions.

    Although he retained a human form, perhaps because he was a corpse from such a long time ago, the monster component was stronger in him, to the extent that he could be described as a humanized black scorpion.

    “……Hmm.”

    The monstrous human rose. He blinked his eyes and stared blankly at me.

    “You.”

    “Yes.”

    “Did you revive me like this, knowing who I am?”

    Indeed. The pressure is no joke. Even though he clearly knew his life was in my hands, killing intent gleamed in his eyes as he looked down at me.

    “Yes. I wanted to get permission from the tomb’s owner.”

    I briefly informed him of the current state of affairs. That the country he founded had already perished an incredibly long time ago, and that thousands of years later, I had turned him into a monstrous human to exploit him.

    “To make someone who was an emperor my subordinate. How absurd.”

    “Isn’t it the unwritten rule to insert your own character and put ancient generals under them when new generals cause a ruckus?”

    “……I don’t know what you’re talking about, but I generally understand. So you’re saying you’ll exploit me to your heart’s content.”

    “Yes. Instead, I’ll tell you something good.”

    I pointed to his heart.

    “As long as the Core in your heart is safe, I can revive you as many times as you want, you see?”

    “So you’ve created something similar to immortality. Hmm. Interesting.”

    The black scorpion monstrous human rose from the coffin with a rather amused tone. Perhaps because he could be revived, even if not truly immortal, he seemed quite motivated.

    “My country has perished, but enjoying the rest of my life wouldn’t be bad. Yes. What should I do? Revive this land? Unify China again?”

    “No? I’m not Han Chinese, I’m Korean. And I have no interest in unifying China. The world is vast, you know.”

    I compared the size of the land he ruled with a world map, spreading both out. He seemed surprised that the vast land he had ruled was quite small compared to the entire world.

    “…….The world is vast.”

    “Right? Then this is my first command to you.”

    I pointed to the Cores inside his coffin, picked up Deokbae, and waved my hand.

    “Keep those safe for me.”

    “…….”

    I transferred back to the surface. After teleporting to the location of the Mini Phoenix, which I had hidden near where the missile strike occurred, I changed my body back into its monstrous human form.

    [Jackpot.]

    I stroked Deokbae’s back, which was in my hand, as if praising him. Deokbae shuddered and trembled, but I deliberately ignored his words.

    [Since it’s a rare occasion, I’ll use you to beat down the next monster that appears. Shouldn’t I check if weapon experience also increases?]

    And relieve some stress as a bonus. I kicked off the ground and ran, moving towards the small basin where the missile had fallen, creating a crater.

    “……I was waiting.”

    There, the gray-haired girl was glaring at me with her arms crossed. She looked dazed as if she had just woken up, and extremely annoyed, with bloodshot eyes.

    [Hehehe.]

    She finally woke up.

    I greeted the Chaos Illusion Dragon, the third Spirit I had met in this world, by waving Deokbae.

    [Good morning.]

    “……You’re truly the worst.”

    The Chaos Illusion Dragon covered her face with her hands. I was about to sing a song, but then I examined the faces of those standing behind her and shook my head in disbelief. Every single one of them had become a monstrous human, with illusion-attribute mana flowing from their chests.

    [Did you create monstrous humans in the meantime?]

    “They’re my subordinates. To beat you to death.”

    [Do you think they can kill me?]

    “You won’t know unless you try, will you?”

    The Chaos Illusion Dragon raised her hand. The monstrous humans, having received her command, took their respective positions and formed a formation. The formation looked familiar to me, giving me goosebumps.

    [……Why are these eunuch bastards forming a formation?]

    “They’re not eunuchs.”

    The Chaos Illusion Dragon’s eyes gleamed sharply as she spoke.

    “I removed them.”

    [Whoa.]

    It was a shocking bombshell announcement in many ways. And the Chaos Illusion Dragon blushed and whispered lowly.

    “……All of them.”

    [I guess I can’t help but kill them.]

    Since they’ll revive as monstrous humans anyway, it should be fine to kill them once. I swung Deokbae around and ran towards the former eunuchs.

    [Good morning, you pedos!]

    “Pedo…? Hey! Who are you calling a brat?! Kill him!”

    I swung Deokbae towards the crotch of the former eunuch charging at the front.

    * * *

    “So, a ‘godok’ was embedded in his heart, and some girl called Chaos Illusion Dragon removed it?”

    “Yes.”

    Hayate, soaked in seawater, rushed through the wind and joined the two. Not wanting to be separated again, Hayate reluctantly held Xiaolin tightly around the waist.

    “Ugh. What in the world is this ‘Chaos Illusion Dragon’ girl? Her name itself is strange.”

    “She is the one who revived me. Don’t speak carelessly.”

    “No, that’s an alias I’ve never heard before.”

    “……That is her name. Not an alias.”

    “Whoa.”

    Jilpungek shook his head in disbelief. To name herself Chaos Illusion Dragon.

    [There’s also someone in this world named Azure Flame Phoenix.]

    “Isn’t that crazy?”

    [She is my master.]

    “…….”

    Hayate felt grateful for his own name and alias. Ah, at least I’m normal.

    “Sigh. Whatever. It’s not like I don’t know how strange ability users’ sensibilities are… Hey!”

    Hayate kicked off the Black Flame Dragon’s back and leaped up. The Black Flame Dragon also sharply turned and flapped its wings.

    Whoosh—!!

    A missile grazed them. Xiaolin bit her lower lip and observed the missile’s trajectory.

    “Interceptors…!”

    Dudududu.

    In the distance, interceptors flying like a swarm of bees were each pointing their muzzles at the Black Flame Dragon. Xiaolin gritted her teeth and turned the Black Flame Dragon’s head.

    “To the ground!”

    [I cannot. The gods have called, so I must arrive on time.]

    The Black Flame Dragon opened its mouth.

    [I will break through.]

    Mana began to gather in the Black Flame Dragon’s mouth. Xiaolin squeezed her eyes shut and gripped the reins.

    ROOOOAR!!

    The Black Flame Dragon roared.

    “Alright! Then I’m going ahead!”

    Hayate waved his hand and ran through the air, disappearing. Whether they identified him as a Round Table Hero by his signal, or were surprised by a human running through the sky faster than a fighter jet, the intercepting fighter jets willingly let Jilpungek pass.

    “Ugh!”

    Xiaolin let out a groan. Even if she jumped from the air and ran to her destination, it seemed it would take a long time.

    “Please!”

    For now, she could only leave it to the Black Flame Dragon. The Black Flame Dragon turned its body vertically according to the reins Xiaolin pulled, and plunged into the gaps between the fighter jets.

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