I Became the Successor of the Martial God
Chapter 131.
In the deepest part of the research facility, there were demons. All of them were in such horrific states that it was unbearable to look at.
Yoo Baek-jun walked through them, heading toward the innermost area.
There, he found Carousel.
—S-stop, stop killing me…….
Her entire body was hooked up to experimental devices, drained of every drop of blood, left in a pitiable state.
Yoo Baek-jun stood before her.
“You look pathetic.”
—You bastards did this… what?
Carousel thought the director was mocking her, but she soon realized the voice was different.
She raised her head.
—You!
“Oh, you recognize my face?”
—How could I not?! Because of you, my kin… and Lord Mephisto…!
“Ah, right. I killed them.”
Carousel bared her teeth, looking as if she would bite Yoo Baek-jun at any moment.
Yoo Baek-jun stepped closer to her.
—Why did you come all the way here? What’s your goal… Did you come to mock me?
“Hmm.”
—Don’t come any closer!
Yoo Baek-jun glanced around at the research equipment before checking the data.
‘Hmm. The research isn’t complete yet.’
The longer these research facilities were left untouched, the more progress would be made in the demonification research.
To be precise, the demons created so far were still in an unstable state.
The demons that would come later would be complete and incomparably stronger than the current ones.
‘Not to mention, they’re using this demonification to mess with spirits and monsters too.’
Yoo Baek-jun clicked his tongue.
Just thinking about it stressed him out. He stared intently at Carousel, who was struggling.
“How long have you been trapped here?”
—I don’t know! There’s no concept of time here!
“Hmm……”
Yoo Baek-jun’s gaze held no emotion as he looked at Carousel. But she seemed to misinterpret it and suddenly flared up in anger.
—Don’t look at me with those eyes. That pitying gaze! You’re not even going to help me!
“That’s true.”
—What…!
Yoo Baek-jun slashed Carolsel’s throat in one swift motion.
Splat!
Blood from the blade splattered against the wall.
“I came here to kill you anyway, you fool.”
Though the demons had suffered pitifully, he had no intention of sparing them.
‘We’ve extracted all we can from these remnants. Now it’s time to clean up.’
No loose ends would be left.
Ideally, he would’ve handled this on the day of the gate, but there hadn’t been an opportunity.
After that, their trail had gone cold.
“Young Master, what about the other demons…?”
“Kill them all.”
Yoo Baek-jun’s voice was firm.
“Not a single demon should remain alive on this land. Wipe them all out without exception.”
“Understood.”
Demonic blood had unique properties—processed and injected into humans, it triggered demonification.
Normally, injecting monster blood into humans wouldn’t turn them into monsters.
This was only possible because it was demon blood.
“They’ve committed unforgivable atrocities, but they didn’t deserve to suffer like this.”
It was the last mercy Yoo Baek-jun could offer.
“And take everything valuable here. Damn it…”
Yoo Baek-jun swallowed his anger.
Just thinking about the money donated to the Cult of Resurrection made his hands tremble with fury.
There had to be quite a few valuable things here.
“Let’s screw these bastards over.”
* * *
While Yoo Baek-jun was securing the research facility, the other teams elsewhere had also begun their operations.
First, the Crimson Crusaders.
“You evil bastards who worship wickedness!”
“Kill them all!”
They swept through the research facility like an enraged storm, fueled by fury.
The Peng Family was no different.
Though there was one difference.
“Young Lady, are you alright?”
“I’m fine! Really.”
Peng So-young, who had never participated in such operations before, had joined this time.
She led the troops alongside Peng Do-hyeok, personally attacking the enemies in the research facility.
‘When did she grow so much?’
Peng Do-hyeok, watching her, was amazed.
Peng So-young’s growth was astonishing.
Her once-clumsy movements had been refined to perfection, and her body, which had barely any magic before, now overflowed with it.
The change was so dramatic that some worried something might be wrong.
‘The Family Head speculated that the elixirs he’d been feeding her were finally taking effect.’
That was the extent of her growth.
Peng So-young herself had become so engrossed in martial arts that she would stay up all night practicing.
It was heartwarming to see.
“No amount of gratitude would be enough for Yoo Baek-jun. Now, erase all traces!”
“Yes!”
Next, the Magic Tower.
Their method of attack was extremely simple.
“Let’s wipe them out with magic bombardment.”
“Understood.”
Using pre-installed magic circles, they unleashed large-scale spells upon the research facility.
All kinds of magic rained from the sky, destroying the buildings, while earthquakes shattered the very foundations.
“It’s done. Just in case, we’ll check for any remaining survivors.”
“Mm.”
They knew only researchers from the Cult of Resurrection and demons were inside, which was why they attacked this way.
Otherwise, they would’ve taken a different approach.
“How boring.”
Jin Seo-yeon said while trimming her nails.
Lastly, Han Chang-woo’s location.
“Deputy director Chae, there are a lot of enemies.”
—What’s the plan?
“Give me a moment. Let me think.”
Han Chang-woo stared at the screens of the research facility’s surroundings, lost in thought.
What should they do?
“How about we start with one big blast?”
—One big blast?
“Yes.”
Han Chang-woo grinned.
“I’ll draw their attention. Everyone else, move in on my signal and take out the guards near the outer walls first. Understood?”
—Got it, but how are you planning to…?
“Like this.”
Han Chang-woo activated his unique ability.
Dragon’s Contractor.
As he used it, an immense surge of magic erupted from him, and soon, massive dragon wings sprouted from his back.
Those watching gaped in shock.
“I’ve mastered a new ability.”
Han Chang-woo said as he took flight.
The enormous wings were visible even from the ground, so the guards quickly noticed his presence.
They tried to react, but—
—Grrrr!
It was already too late.
Han Chang-woo let out a beast-like roar as he gathered magical power in his mouth. The magic transformed into blazing flames, and as he looked down at the ground—
Whoooosh!
He unleashed a fierce breath attack.
The fiery breath shot from his mouth became a dragon’s breath, sweeping across the ground in an instant.
The guards caught in the flames screamed horribly as they burned and melted.
“Move in. Watch out for the flames.”
Han Chang-woo signaled, but his comrades on the ground just stared at him, dumbfounded.
“What’s wrong?”
—N-no, it’s just…
They held back what they wanted to say.
Words like, This monstrous bastard…
* * *
After dealing with all the researchers and demons in the facility, reports came in.
They had successfully secured the other research facilities in different regions.
“Any survivors?”
—None. We’re currently erasing the evidence.
“Withdraw as soon as you’re done.”
Jin Seo-yeon acknowledged and cut the communication.
“Then, let’s change clothes first.”
“Young Master, you need to remove the scent before leaving.”
“Ah, right.”
With Han Seong-ah’s help, Yoo Baek-jun changed clothes and cleaned himself up.
Now, it was time to return to the event.
“How long did it take?”
“About 30 minutes.”
“That’s fine. No one will suspect anything.”
Yoo Baek-jun left the rest of the cleanup to Han Seong-ah and decided to head back first.
“Take care of it, Instructor Han Seong-ah.”
“Yes, leave it to me.”
As he stepped onto the magic circle, the scenery changed instantly. When he opened his eyes again, he was back in the event tent.
Lee Jun-woo greeted him.
“Welcome back, Young Master.”
“Yeah, did anyone ask for me?”
“No. And…”
Lee Jun-woo signaled behind him.
A woman then entered—a middle-aged woman who looked like a successful CEO.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Young Master. I’m Ha Kyung-sook, and I’ve long served the Sword Saint family.”
“Yes, nice to meet you.”
The Sword Saint Family ran several businesses, and she was in charge of one of them.
Of course, as someone who served only the Family Head, there was no risk of information leaking.
“Shall we go and play the role of a rich couple?”
“Yes.”
Yoo Baek-jun went with Ha Kyung-sook to meet Vincent. Upon his return, Vincent greeted him warmly.
“Ah, Yoo Baek-jun. You were gone for quite a while… Did you have some business to attend to?”
“Yes, there’s someone I wanted to introduce.”
Yoo Baek-jun introduced Ha Kyung-sook to Vincent, mentioning that she wanted to make a donation.
“Your words left such an impression that I told others about them. Ha Kyung-sook here wanted to hear more.”
“Yes, it was truly a compelling story. I… also lost a young son.”
“Ah, I see.”
A look of sympathy crossed Vincent’s face. He patted Ha Kyung-sook’s shoulder reassuringly.
“You’ll be alright. The god we serve grants equal opportunities to all.”
“Do you think so? Then, this is just a small token…”
Ha Kyung-sook discreetly pulled out an attaché case—a bag containing a large sum of money.
Vincent smiled warmly upon seeing it.
“Let’s talk more later.”
“Yes, I’ll be waiting.”
“And Yoo Baek-jun.”
Vincent clasped Yoo Baek-jun’s hands.
“You’ve worked hard. You’re truly fulfilling the role of a missionary I mentioned earlier. I believe even the Lord Himself is pleased.”
“Do you think so?”
Yoo Baek-jun smiled faintly.
“I hope so.”
He meant it.
* * *
The event ended.
Vincent immediately headed to his office.
“Recent donations?”
The car sped down the road.
Vincent listened to the report from his subordinate, Park Cheong-mun, sitting beside him.
“They’ve increased significantly since the demonification demonstration. Yesterday was 11 billion, today was 25 billion.”
“Good.”
The amounts weren’t small before, but they had been in the range of hundreds of millions to a few billion.
Now, they had jumped by dozens of times.
It was all thanks to those who had witnessed demonification and donated money, hoping to achieve immortality themselves.
“Park Cheong-mun, how much can we accelerate the plan with this money?”
“We could make it possible by next year.”
“Are you sure?”
“We’ll need to assess further, but yes.”
Vincent nodded in satisfaction.
Just as his followers each had their own goals, he too had an objective.
And to achieve it—
“Many sacrifices will be needed…”
He had been preparing a plan to bring about those sacrifices. With this level of funding, he could realize what he had only imagined before.
Everything—relocating to this Asian country, researching demonification—had been for this purpose.
“We will bring about a great catastrophe. A calamity to create the nourishment that will please Him… the nourishment to summon Him…”
Vincent gazed out the window, lost in thought.
What surfaced in his mind was a memory from the past—the last moments of his wife, who had died in a gate incident.
‘The only reason I’m still alive is for you… What other reason could I possibly have?’
Vincent returned to his office.
What awaited him there was—
“V-Vincent, sir.”
Completely unexpected news.
As soon as Vincent arrived, a panicked employee rushed over, hesitating before delivering the report.
“The research facilities—”
The words that followed were utterly shocking.
“—have all been attacked.”
Vincent’s eyes filled with horror.
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