Chapter 147: Calling in the Parents

Episode 147:

That night,

the area in front of the potion factory in the southwest of the B17 district once again turned into a battlefield.

“It’s Boko Haram!!”

“Damn it…! Contact the main force!”

“Waaaaaaa!”

“Charge! We need to capture it before the main force arrives!”

Over 150 Boko Haram members were charging towards the heavily fortified potion factory.

This time, they had no trucks or other vehicles. They were all running on foot, quickly clearing obstacles as they advanced.

“Damn those bastards! Why do they have to attack today…!”

Bruce, a Slaughterhouse executive guarding the potion factory, cursed under his breath with a troubled expression.

Something had come up with the main force, and all but the minimum defense personnel were gathered at the headquarters.

So this potion factory was being guarded by less than 20 men.

‘Any other day would have been fine, but why today…!’

“Argh!”

“Aaaaaargh!”

He saw his subordinates collapsing with screams, unable to hold out any longer.

Bruce asked his subordinate, the communications officer, urgently,

“When is the main force arriving?!”

“They just left!”

“Damn it! No, it’s too late!”

If they had just left, it would take at least 20 minutes for them to reach this remote location on the outskirts of the B18 district, even at full speed.

But judging by the current situation, they wouldn’t be able to hold out for even 5 minutes.

“…Everyone, retreat to the back of the parking lot!”

Bruce had no choice but to issue the order through his microphone.

It seemed like their defenses were crumbling at the same rate, regardless of whether his men were fighting desperately or not.

‘It’s better to just buy some time at the parking lot.’

He saw his subordinates at the front line turning around and running towards the parking lot at full speed.

**Crash!**

At the same time, the main gate of the potion factory, protected by a barrier, their last line of defense, was shattered.

“Waaaaaaa!”

Countless Boko Haram Clan members poured into the parking lot with a roar.

Just as more than half of them had entered the parking lot,

“Now! Activate it!”

At Bruce’s shout, one of his subordinates standing nearby pressed the activation button.

Multiple magic circles installed throughout the parking lot activated simultaneously.

“Huh…?”

“Ugh…?”

“…No! Why are you here…!”

Many enemies were struggling, confused or hallucinating, due to the effects of the “curse magic circles.”

“Yes!”

Bruce cheered, seeing that most of the enemy forces were trapped by the magic circles.

“Now we just need to hold off the rest! Everyone, focus on preventing the enemy from entering the building!”

“Yes, sir!”

“And prepare to fire the Abyss Missiles!”

He turned and gave the order. The artillerymen, who had been waiting, started loading Abyss Missiles into the howitzers.

One shot from those would tear apart more than half of the main force trapped by the magic circles.

“Aim! Fire… Huh?”

Bruce’s eyes widened in surprise.

The magic circles that had been activated throughout the parking lot suddenly disappeared.

“What?! What happened…!”

He turned around and shouted, then froze.

He saw the heads of his subordinates, including the one in front of the magic circle activation device, rolling on the ground, separated from their bodies.

Even the artillerymen who were about to fire the Abyss Missiles were all dead.

And a man, dressed as a Boko Haram Clan member, who was undoubtedly responsible for their deaths, was staring at him.

‘Gasp!’

Bruce gasped inwardly as he recognized the man’s face.

He instinctively drew his sword and stepped back.

‘Alopsky…!’

The new mercenary who had significantly boosted Boko Haram’s strength.

The Russian monster who had become the leader of Hunter Team 1 in just two days.

A disaster for the Slaughterhouse Clan.

Alopsky, who had appeared out of nowhere, was standing right in front of him.

“You’re Bruce.”

Alopsky adjusted his grip on his sword and spoke.

“Let’s see what the leader of Slaughterhouse’s Hunter Team 1 is capable of.”

He charged at Bruce as soon as he finished speaking.

**Clang!**

“Ugh…!”

Bruce barely managed to block the attack with his sword, but he was pushed back a considerable distance, grimacing in pain.

His hands felt like they were about to break, but that wasn’t important.

The problem was that his stance had been completely broken by a single blow.

His hands, holding the sword, were raised high, leaving him completely vulnerable to Alopsky’s next attack.

‘I have no choice!’

He gritted his teeth and channeled his mana to the maximum.

He then activated his unique skill and swung his sword down with all his might.

“……!”

Kim Jinsung’s eyes widened in surprise.

The amount of mana concentrated in Bruce’s sword, which was attacking him while ignoring his defenses, was extraordinary.

‘This is dangerous!’

He instinctively sensed danger and twisted his body, dodging the attack as much as possible.

That decision saved his life.

**Swoosh.**

“!!”

The sword in his hand was cleanly cut in half.

‘What?’

He stared in disbelief as his sword was sliced through like tofu, offering no resistance.

This felt similar to when he had first faced the Void Monsters during the Colosseum finals.

‘It must be his unique skill.’

He was certain, then immediately threw a punch at Bruce’s face with all his might.

Bruce, having just finished his attack, desperately tried to dodge, but Kim Jinsung’s fist was faster.

**Thud!**

Bruce’s head exploded with a single punch.

Kim Jinsung sighed in relief as he watched his body collapse limply.

“Phew, that was close.”

The chill he had felt while dodging Bruce’s attack still lingered in his body.

And soon, the skill that had sent shivers down his spine appeared before him as a notification.

—

▶ You have defeated an evildoer.

▶ Acquired 180 Beast Karma points.

▶ Acquired the opponent’s skill ‘Kill’.

▷ Kill: Delivers a single, all-out attack to the enemy. The attack speed is 5 times the user’s Agility, and it temporarily ignores all of the enemy’s defenses.

– Consumes half of the user’s maximum mana.

▶ Acquired the opponent’s trait ‘Chosen Warrior’.

▷ Chosen Warrior: Permanently increases all stats by 90.

▶ Do you want to delete an existing skill to acquire the ‘Kill’ skill?

—

‘…It was a defense-ignoring skill.’

Kim Jinsung finally understood what had happened.

‘I would have been killed instantly if I hadn’t dodged instinctively. As expected, he wasn’t an executive for nothing, even in the B district.’

He thought to himself, realizing once again that

this was the Sselepoh continent, where the strongest individuals from all over the world gathered.

‘But I need to delete a skill to acquire this one…’

He started thinking seriously about which skill to delete.

He couldn’t bring himself to discard a skill with such a powerful effect as “completely ignoring defenses.”

‘…There’s nothing I can delete. In this case, it’s better to fuse existing skills and free up a slot.’

As he was contemplating skill fusion,

“Waaaaaaa!”

“We finally captured the potion factory!”

“I never thought I’d see the day! Hahaha!”

He heard the cheers of the clan members, including Dangote.

The Boko Haram Clan, which had been on the defensive and hadn’t even attempted an invasion until now, had finally captured a territory belonging to their arch-rival, the Slaughterhouse Clan, for the first time since their founding.

* * *

**Crash!**

Another chair flew past Isaac, the vice-master, and crashed into the wall.

“……”

Isaac, seemingly used to this, calmly watched Jason, who was fuming.

Jason looked around for something else to throw, but he had already smashed everything in the room over the past few days. There was nothing left to break.

So he,

“Aaaaaargh!!”

slammed his fist on the desk with all his might, letting out a roar of frustration.

He stopped his tantrum only after creating a fist-sized hole in the thick desk.

“…Unbelievable. To think we lost to Dangote, that ignorant monkey-brained bastard…!”

He collapsed onto the sofa, clutching his head and muttering to himself, his hands still trembling with anger.

The previous night, the Boko Haram Clan had launched simultaneous attacks on multiple locations in the B17 district.

It was a disaster for the Slaughterhouse Clan, whose defenses at key locations had been temporarily weakened due to an internal issue.

They had rushed to the scene with reinforcements, but the enemy had already captured all the locations and established their defenses.

“How could the great Slaughterhouse Clan lose a third of the B18 district to those Boko Haram bastards!!”

“……”

“It’s all because of those subcontracted clan bastards

Recalling last night’s events, Jason gritted his teeth.

The masters of the allied clans, who had pledged their loyalty to him just yesterday morning, had suddenly declared their withdrawal from the alliance last night.

– “I lost three of my men because of your damn advance yesterday! I can’t let them die meaningless deaths anymore!”

– “I can’t entrust the lives of my men to a single-celled pig who charges blindly without understanding the enemy’s strength.”

Enraged by the words spat at him over the phone by the clan masters who had gone into hiding, Jason immediately ordered his entire army to find the four missing leaders.

This drastically reduced the defensive forces stationed at key points, leading to the disastrous situation that had unfolded last night.

“Hey! Did you find those four yet?!”

“We’ve confirmed that Blood Squad is still at their headquarters in Sector B16. They hurled insults and brandished weapons at the scout who found them.”

“Oliver, that ungrateful beast…!”

Jason’s eyes turned bloodshot with fury.

“Tell the men that once we’re done with Boko Haram, we’ll wipe out Blood Squad first!”

“I’ll relay the message, Master.”

“Get out.”

Isaac bowed his head and quietly left the master’s chamber.

Left alone, Jason immediately took out his smartphone and searched for a contact.

– “Triunfo Executive, Pablo.”

Looking at the contact name, Jason thought to himself,

‘I didn’t want to involve Triunfo in this, but I have no choice now.’

With the alliance broken, the remaining Slaughterhouse forces were no longer strong enough to withstand Boko Haram’s overwhelming power.

The only way to overcome this crisis was through the intervention of the Triunfo Clan, which could be considered the parent of both clans.

Resolute, Jason pressed the call button and put the phone to his ear.