episode_0176

What could not be done (1) – Daehan New Blue House Presidential Office

Ta-da-da-da-! bang-! bang-!

[Waaa!]

The gunfire stops and the shouts get closer.

Whether it is traces of fierce battle or traces of destruction-

The guy’s face was shaking as the fear grew closer.

Sweat beaded on my chin and my skin sagging.

When I first encountered it, it had an unimaginably ugly appearance.

I laughed and lifted the telekinesis that was covering his mouth.

“Puhaaaa—!”

Although he had never blocked his nose, Yeon-cheol took a deep breath as soon as his telekinesis was released.

haha-

[Find Lieutenant Colonel Yeon-cheol!]

[Find Lieutenant Colonel Yeon-cheol!]

Yeoncheol began to tremble at the shout, which was much closer than before.

I automatically frowned at the girlish appearance that did not match my age and gender.

However, Yeon-cheol paid no heed to my look of disgust and opened his mouth urgently.

“What, what, what are you planning?!”

Really me-

Are you really going to consume awakened people like this?!

I lifted the telekinesis that was blocking the guy’s mouth, but I didn’t release the restraints.

The guy who was whining and shaking his whole body continued desperately.

“I already know your city powers! okay! okay! From your perspective, you might think of the Awakened as a bit common!”

“Heoigu.”

There is no need to continue the play to someone who is about to die.

I let out an exclamation as if provoking me.

“But it’s not like this! Isn’t this an efficient solution at all? Everything, more is better! Isn’t the more awakened people the better?!”

However, it seemed like he didn’t hear my provocation.

Probably the only noise in his ears is the shouting that is getting closer by the minute.

“Didn’t your advisors give you this advice? This is- this is-”

“This is so inefficient!”

A shout that vomits like a shrieking scream.

I stared at the guy’s face, which seemed to be covered in broth from sweat.

“… … well. To me, this seems like the most efficient way.”

The guy’s face, which had been staring intently at my lips, became increasingly distorted.

“In the first place, you and I are not meant to discuss efficiency and inefficiency, right?”

“… … Hey!”

I remember him using Seong Ga-eul to provoke me.

Hens and sexy underwear.

Perhaps because I’ve never experienced anything like that before, it was a truly refreshing and unpleasant provocation.

“There is simply not enough reason to save you.”

At my sentence, his pupils fluttered like fish jumping out of my grasp.

The air is urgently examined as if checking for something.

An action that cannot help but be recognized as a fellow awakened person.

“But I guess there’s still one last hidden card left?”

System message, there is a high probability that the city authority is being checked.

If it was his last move, it was too obvious.

“Why? Are you going to launch a nuclear attack?”

The guy who seemed to be a devout believer in modern weapons could not have been wrong with his last weapon.

nucleus.

A contradictory weapon of war whose destructive power suppressed war.

I could even bet my balls that his last move was nuclear.

“Shoot.”

When I deliberately provoked him with a hearty laugh, pigment appeared on his pale face.

A face that is turning red as if it might explode at any moment.

You stupid old bastard.

He was unaware of reality even though zombies were running rampant and his body was awakened with supernatural abilities.

The only dagger that can stab the awakened is the awakened.

The past as a weapon cannot leave even a scratch on my body.

“What are you doing? Why don’t you shoot it?”

Kiiing—!

A radiance that envelops the entire body like a light stretch.

The man’s face was clearly visible in the unseasonable lighting that illuminated the dark office.

“I- Iii- Iii-”

There, a volcano was rumbling about to explode.

“You fucking psychopath bastard!”

Burning iron explodes again as if time had been rewound.

I watched his pattern of anger – begging – anger as if watching a circus.

Yeoncheol started spraying his spit again and screaming loudly.

“My target wasn’t you in the first place! Who do you think is an asshole, you fucking bastard! I was planning on exterminating those people hiding behind you!”

The target was not me, but the Republic of Korea and paradise.

Should I think of this as more of an asshole, or should I think of it as a bit of a brain teaser?

“… … Oh.”

As I rounded my lips and nodded, the guy’s eyes turned pale.

“iii—!”

It turned around so quickly that in the place of the black pupil, there was only white.

Oh shoo-

Your Excellency, you are old, but you probably suffer from high blood pressure, right?

It was nice to return the provocation I received, but if he went after me, I would also be in trouble.

I softened my voice as if comforting Yeon-cheol.

“Okay, okay. Shoot for paradise, not me.”

“Shut up – Shut up! Fuck you, you bastard!”

It didn’t seem to have much effect, though.

Red cracks appear in the guy’s eyes, as if a blood vessel has burst.

“The research couldn’t even be completed in the first place because you were acting like a zombie!”

“… … Oh.”

“So please close that damn dog!”

The lips, which were intentionally drawn into a rounder circle, closed and the next words were immediately uttered.

“Then should I wait?”

“… … Ugh!”

The guy’s eyes widened so much that he couldn’t take any more breath.

My smiling face reflected in his eyes-

One last move that hasn’t been completed yet.

and-

[Find Lieutenant Colonel Yeon-cheol!]

[Find Lieutenant Colonel Yeon-cheol!]

The sound of judgment is now resounding quite close.

“Aaaa—!”

Yeon-cheol twisted his restrained body as if doing a bizarre dance.

bang-! bang-! bang-! bang-!

As soon as he releases the telekinesis that was restraining his entire body, he begins hitting the desk with both fists.

“Aaaa—!”

Kwasik—!

The wooden desk, unable to withstand the kicks and punches, shrieked and shattered.

────.

After that, Yeon-cheol, who had been quietly leaning on the edge of the desk that had been split in half for a while, raised his head.

“… … .”

He opened his mouth with blood dripping from his lips, as if he had crushed them.

“… … If you’re going to kill me, kill me quickly.”

A rude attitude until the very end.

“… … .”

I didn’t feel the need to answer.

I just quietly glanced at his face.

Even moments like this when it’s clear who owns the hilt of the sword –

How can you maintain such a shitty attitude?

Perhaps, it was a stubbornness and stubbornness that was characteristic of the young man.

“… … If you don’t kill me-”

“I will expose your mask and hypocrisy to everyone.”

Drurrr

I stood up, dragging my chair for the first time since entering the office.

Then, I asked Yeon-cheol, who looked very old, perhaps because of the aftermath of his exhaustion and anger.

“To whom?”

I shrugged my shoulders as if I was really curious and asked again.

“To the second-class citizens who are itching to kill you?”

“… … .”

“Are you going to sell me for giving them freedom?”

There was no comedy like that.

“Wouldn’t it be nice if you didn’t get stabbed for talking crazy?”

“… … .”

“Imagine, burning iron.”

A dictator who is dragged around by second-class citizens and screams that you are being deceived.

The words he spoke were not plausible, but the scene itself was very plausible.

The last struggle and struggle of a dictator driven mad by mania.

“Isn’t it the perfect climax to the play?”

Kkuddeukduk!

“ Click 끄 ― —! ”

The wrist of the man holding the broken desk was twisted at an abnormal angle.

I raise my right hand and see myself reflected in his eyes, which are vividly trembling in pain again.

The guy, being an awakened person, broke the wooden desk in half with a barrel.

It is said that they are too lively to be taken over by second-class citizens.

“Why haven’t you noticed yet? Isn’t it normal to notice that no one comes to report to you in an emergency like this?”

“Crunch! 녅—!”

“The end of the story has already been decided, Yeon Yeon-cheol.”

I twirled his wrists and ankles while listening to the sound of phlegm boiling.

Knock knock!

The sound of destruction echoing through the office and blood bubbles bubbling around the guy’s mouth.

At this level, I wouldn’t be able to hold a gun or rebel against second-class citizens.

“But what I’m suddenly curious about is, why did a guy who clearly has utility skills have his physical stats taken?”

◦ percent

“Have you never played a game?”

Isn’t that exactly the generation that played StarCraft or Diablo?

“You made a real mess. So, hit me.”

“Crrr!”

He endured the pain that washed over him like a wave without even having time to answer my question.

At that rate, he wouldn’t even have the energy left to chew his own tongue.

thud-!

As soon as I released the telekinesis, it rolled around on the office floor.

I quietly observed the burnt iron that had become one with the floor like chewing gum.

Although it continues to spasm from time to time, it is a line of consciousness that never breaks.

It’s a thin line where you can’t die even if you want to.

“Find Lieutenant Colonel Yeon-cheol—!”

“Lieutenant Colonel Yeon-cheol—!”

Now, the shouting is heard inside the new Blue House, not outside.

“Where are you—! Where is that bitch~!”

I walked on the other side of the angry wave that was gradually approaching upwards.

The curtain flutters again—

bang-! bang-! Kwasik—!

In the President’s office, where the door was forcibly opened –

“… … Burning iron! I found combustion iron—!”

In the space where the two awakened people were talking, only one idiot remained.

***

Kwaaaang! Kwaaaang!

“Destroy everything! Destroy everything, leaving nothing behind—!”

Buildings engulfed in fire and half-collapsed buildings.

And those buildings, the white wave that wraps around the center of Daehan.

From the skies over Daehan, I began to watch Daehan being destroyed as if I was venting my anger.

“Combustion iron! I found combustion iron!”

A shout resounding loudly from the new Blue House.

The second-class citizens who gritted their teeth and destroyed the houses of the first-class citizens—

Even today, the second-class citizens who were persecuted by the Korean government were guided to the open space in front of the new Blue House –

The second-class citizens who threw Molotov cocktails provided by the Salvation Church in all directions –

Everyone shouted with clenched fists.

“Waaa—!”

His shapely eyes and white robes that did not match his skeletal appearance were shining brightly in the darkness.

“… … Salvation! Salvation! Salvation! Salvation!”

Before they knew it, the simple shouts they were making became words that shook Daehan.

widely-!

At that moment, the sound of someone landing softly reached my ears.

The rooftop of a building that has not yet collapsed.

A woman dragging something was looking directly at me.

Sleek armor and both fists drenched in blood.

Soyoung Shim showed me something she had been dragging along, as if she needed confirmation from me.

A man in military uniform who looked half-dead showed his face to me with his hair pulled out.

‘Park So-hwan.’

That cheeky face that was in charge of the arrogance along with Yeon-cheol at the fair.

“… … .”

When I nodded in approval, Soyoung Shim nodded in response and kicked the floor again.

Pot!

I glanced down again as I caught a glimpse of Sim So-young slipping away to the ground, leaving an afterimage.

She will carry out my orders as flawlessly as ever.

The angry second-class citizens would never have forgotten not only Yeon-cheol but also Park So-hwan, who played the role of vice president.

“Salvation! Salvation! Salvation! Salvation!”

The moment Shim So-young went to abandon Park So-hwan, the area in front of the new Blue House was already a crucible of excitement.

Yeon-cheol is being dragged out of the new Blue House, and my believers are already consumed by sweet revenge.

“Fuck you! Fucking bitch!”

“Let’s kill! Fuck, let’s kill him right now!”

He raises the weapons provided by the Salvation Church into the sky and shouts with blood forming in his neck.

Their eyes are burning as if the flames that are already burning Daehan are burning.

Their eyes were drawn out and they continued to stare at Yeon-cheol, unable to keep their balance.

A rare killer and dictator who dances like a comical clown with spinning ankles.

No one wondered what kind of mess he had made.

They are not stupid.

Wearing the clothes of the Salvation Church, carrying the weapons of the Salvation Church, knowingly or unknowingly being protected by the vigilante group, he devastated Korea.

Even if I didn’t show it, they were full of my traces.

There was only one thing that mattered to them now.

I will give them not only salvation but also-

In the name of God—

“It’s Park So-hwan! I found Park So-hwan too!”

“Wow! Salvation! Salvation! Salvation! Salvation!”

A gift of revenge.