Chapter Index

    Crowd.

    A wave made up of countless people.

    On the telephone pole.

    On the road.

    In the surrounding shopping district.

    People covered in blood are running to one place.

    In the middle of the intersection.

    This is where we are.

    Heo Yoon reloads the shotgun.

    Seok Hyun-min aims his gun at the closest guy.

    A few fall with the sound of gunfire, but it’s not enough.

    “Dabin! Not yet?”

    Heo Yun shouts urgently.

    “Just a little more.”

    In fact, I hardly have the energy to answer.

    We have been attempting to continuously observe the anomaly since a while ago.

    And continuing to observe the anomaly has enormous negative effects on both the human mind and body.

    A familiar dizziness washes over me.

    … … The phone booth is not easily visible.

    What is seeping in is madness.

    The crowd of people is disturbing.

    If we kill them all, won’t things be easier?

    Even as my body and mind are exhausted, the urge to grab something in my hands and swing it wildly surges.

    Kadeuk-

    Next to him, the sword that Jeong Hae-won was swinging was caught in his bloody hand.

    “Help me here!”

    Although he looks desperate, I am jealous of Jeong Hae-won.

    After wrestling for a while, Jeong Hae-won finally lets go of the stick.

    Robin finished off the guy who was curled up under his own power with a pistol.

    Blood spurts from the head of the shot believer.

    And a little bit of blood on my lips.

    “Brother.”

    I came to my senses in an instant.

    Give it to me.

    He turned his head while carrying me and looked here.

    Daju had a good sense of humor from the beginning. Rather than sensing that I was becoming strange, she just had a feeling that something was off.

    “Wake up.”

    “Yeah.”

    But it’s not just madness that’s creeping in.

    Even in Daju’s voice, there is crying mixed in.

    “But how long does it take… … ?”

    Daju sheds tears.

    It’s because of exposure to the Foundation’s strange waves.

    “I’m scared.”

    “Just a little more. Just a little more.”

    In order to deal with the urgent situation, I even took out my earplugs.

    As of now, everyone is defenselessly exposed to the Foundation’s strange waves.

    “… … .”

    Heo Yun stands there blankly.

    In the middle of a crazy crowd.

    “Hehehe… … .”

    Then he laughs.

    He’s pulling out his hair and laughing hysterically.

    “Stop it!”

    “Sister!”

    Seok Hyeon-min, who heard what I said, runs over and grabs Heo Yun’s arms.

    “Put earplugs on Yoon-i. Quickly.”

    “Okay, then you quickly find a phone booth!”

    Everyone is on edge.

    If we delay even a little longer, it is entirely possible that we will all be wiped out.

    I managed to keep my composure until the very end.

    The phone booth leading to the Occult Society is right there.

    “I already found it. Over there.”

    “Road. Can you clear it?”

    Seok Hyun-min asks in despair.

    No matter how many crazy people you get rid of, there is no end to them.

    Just like in a zombie movie, the bloody believers keep coming, their eyes rolled back.

    “… … .”

    I felt dizzy for a moment.

    A feeling of despair creeps into my mind in the face of the overwhelming crowd.

    no.

    It can’t end here.

    The situation is getting worse.

    Heo Yun has completely lost his will, and everyone is out of breath, as if they are exhausted.

    Even in this situation, I was able to even have hope.

    Has this happened once or twice?

    “There’s still one card left.”

    Even at this very moment, I am being carried by Daju.

    Daju has not yet gone into battle.

    “Dajuya.”

    “Yes, brother.”

    “Let me down.”

    Yoon Da-ju quickly puts me down on the floor.

    Daju, who always flies whenever there is a battle.

    Although I was mentally exhausted, I was not at all physically exhausted.

    “And Serim noona. I’ll ask you this one more time.”

    “Yeah. Dabin.”

    “Can you do it?”

    “I have to do it.”

    Sister Se-rim answers in a soft but firm voice.

    There was no need to explain the operation separately.

    Because everyone was already thinking the same thing.

    Sister Se-rim approaches Da-ju.

    The two hold hands and make eye contact.

    Soon the gun returned to Dazhu’s eyes.

    “Okay… … .”

    “Sister?”

    “Please, Dazhu.”

    Sister Se-rim collapses on the asphalt.

    It’s a side effect of overusing your abilities.

    Gulp.

    Blood flows from Sister Se-rim’s face.

    Bloody tears in my eyes.

    Clear blood flows out of his nose and mouth.

    “Sister!”

    He caught Da-ju trying to approach Se-rim.

    I sat on the floor and looked up at the table.

    My gaze is reflected in Dazhu’s eyes.

    The eyes were more urgent and serious than ever.

    “Dajuya. You know.”

    “… … .”

    “I’ll ask you too. Please.”

    “That phone booth. I don’t know where it is.”

    “Over there. Over there, the alley right next to the bank building. ”

    “Can I just walk that way?”

    “Yeah. Then a phone booth will appear.”

    Blood continues to flow from Sister Se-rim’s face.

    The body of Sister Se-rim, coughing and spitting out blood.

    I quickly wiped my sister’s blood away with my sleeve.

    “And. Password. Remember?”

    “3,5,1… … . I don’t know what happens after that.”

    “35129.”

    The next wave is coming.

    We have been completely surrounded by believers from all directions for a long time.

    “Run now. Go and when you reach them, be sure to ask for help.”

    I reached out to Daju and gestured for her to bend down.

    “Keep your earplugs in until you arrive.”

    I pushed away her hair and put the earplugs firmly in her ears.

    When I first saw her, she had short hair. Her hair has grown quite a bit now.

    I wonder if my hair will be shorter now.

    Yoon Da-ju looked at me with her lips pursed, then started running at incredible speed.

    As something starts to run, the bloody believers all show interest.

    “Blood… … . Idol… … .”

    Even the believers who had been surrounding this area began to flock to where Dazhu was.

    But Da-ju doesn’t look flustered at all.

    “Get out of the way.”

    Phew-

    The face with the eyes rolled back just bursts out.

    Daju kicked the corpse’s chest with his foot and pulled out the club embedded in its skull.

    Daju doesn’t stop.

    He grabbed the bloody hand that was trying to grab him, picked him up, and threw him away.

    The believer, who flies as if rolling a bowling ball, bumps into other fellow believers and rolls around.

    “Vicky.”

    Boom!

    Quadduk-

    The believers who clung to Daju are gradually leaving.

    Still surrounded by bloody believers.

    But Dazhu continued to move towards the place I pointed at.

    And finally.

    The multi-column vehicle reaches its destination.

    “I’ve arrived!!!”

    “Yeah.”

    A voice like this won’t reach Dazhu.

    He summoned up the last of his remaining strength and shouted at Dazhu.

    “Yeah!!! Good job!!!”

    Looking back, it was a miracle I didn’t faint.

    A backlash from excessive observation of anomalies.

    Madness and depression that permeates the mind.

    My head feels like it’s going to explode.

    Consciousness flickers.

    Gathering all your strength, you shout one last time.

    “Dajuya! 3! 5! 1! 2! 9!”

    “Ah. I know!!!”

    The last thing that came into view was a bloody hand.

    And the guy’s voice rings right in my head.

    “If you set up my idol by offering blood, you will be free.”

    The fifth apostle.

    The embodiment of all the disasters unleashed by the Foundation’s ‘Professor’. Or the disaster itself.

    “Ah… … .”

    It becomes impossible to resist any longer.

    All power to resist has long since been exhausted.

    now,

    ‘That person’

    me

    You are trying to get your hands on it.

    I repeat the instructions in my head.

    “Blood… … . Idol… … .”

    “Brother.”

    “Brother!”

    It’s an unfamiliar ceiling.

    Wooden rafters support the center, with planks surrounding it to form a roof.

    What’s interesting is that the roof is growing in size.

    “으.”

    When I opened my eyes again, I was inside a huge cabin.

    I feel like throwing up.

    I was lying in bed and Dazhu was sitting at the bedside.

    “Dajuya.”

    “Yes, brother.”

    “Are we alive?”

    “Yes, of course!”

    Daju is so excited that she is jumping around.

    “Welcome to the Worldwide Occult Society!”

    ah.

    It worked, finally.

    Indeed. I have seen it in the library documents.

    The headquarters of the Universal Occult Society is a floating cabin in a corner of the universe.

    They say that as people increase, it expands infinitely and never gets full.

    “What about other people?”

    “They are all receiving treatment. They are all in better condition than expected, so they will wake up soon.”

    “Thank goodness.”

    I have to go see other people quickly.

    I absentmindedly tried to step under the bed, but reflexively I curled my toes.

    But it was already too late, and my weight was on my broken ankle.

    “… … Huh?”

    I was prepared for it. It doesn’t hurt at all.

    Rather, the refreshing and pleasant feel of the wooden floor touches your bare feet.

    I threw off the blanket and examined my clothes.

    Instead of training clothes soiled with blood and dirt, he is wearing comfortable hospital gowns and bare feet.

    My body, which was drenched in sweat, was completely washed away, and I felt completely refreshed.

    “That’s right. And there was something I didn’t tell you.”

    “Yeah.”

    “… … Why are my ankles okay?”

    “They say there are people here who have healing powers. If they keep massaging with their hands, they get better right away?”

    “Thank goodness. This too.”

    “What a relief!”

    Daju smiles brightly for the first time in a while.

    As expected. This is the answer to Daju.

    Seeing your energetic appearance makes me feel good too.

    It was as if my previous thoughts of death had been a lie, and I was even able to joke about it.

    “Do you like me a lot? Was it hard for you to carry me around?”

    “It wasn’t hard. It was good.”

    “Huh?”

    “Soft. Warm… … . Hehe… … .”

    “Don’t come near me.”

    “Why? Oppa, do you hate me? No. From now on, I’ll just call you Unnie. Is that okay?”

    I hurriedly pulled the blanket over me and covered my body.

    “Hey, go away!”

    “Sister-.”

    Daju jumps onto the bed like a puppy and burrows into my arms.

    But what I’m thinking about seems completely different.

    “I want to touch it a little more.”

    “I said you can’t!”

    “You promised! And. And I risked my life?”

    “… … .”

    I took a deep breath.

    “Wait a minute. Really, just a minute.”

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