episode_0552

Rattling, rattling.

A large truck runs on an asphalt road.

The inside of the truck, which was carrying a long container instead of ready-mixed concrete, was decorated like a situation room.

correction.

It’s the situation room.

There is a Hero Association mark on the outside of the container, and although there are only two people inside the container, they are executives of the Hero Association.

“Jun-kyung. Do you think they are gangsters?”

“No. These are impersonators. They are fake.”

The appearance of an S-class villain who calls himself the Hwalbindang.

“But can an impersonator be that strong?”

“It’s a problem because it’s strong. But fortunately, there is an organization that can deal with such strong impersonators.”

“Ha.”

They are a mixed group consisting of two men and two women, and they have enough power to annihilate a team of people with special abilities, including one person with an A+ level ability.

They even destroyed the cradle of those with superpowers and even caused Zenroth, so these are people that the country and the association must step in to suppress.

“Damn. The last thing I want to do is step forward at a time like this.”

Jeong Ki-jo, president of the Hero Association, lamented as he covered the Taegeuk Watch, which has the power to give instructions to all the heroes gathered on Ganghwa Island in Incheon, with his hand.

“You have to wipe behind the sunshade. Rotten.”

“Is this an official statement?”

“That can’t be possible. The sun’s shadow is involved here? Hey, you didn’t know that?”

Cheok Jun-kyung, the young hero who came up behind Jeong Ki-jo, smiled bitterly and pulled on the leather gloves on his hands.

“Are you pretending not to know even though you know everything?”

“You have to pretend not to know. Otherwise, you never know what kind of strange things they might do. You’re not going to say things like how the association is incompetent or what’s the point of having an S class.”

“Isn’t it okay if I spit it out?”

“You would say that to Baek Seol-hee, who is pregnant?”

“That can never be done.”

Cheok Jun-gyeong shook his head and looked at the monitor of the command vehicle they were riding in.

“It’s not like they think of heroes as just criminals who solve their own crimes. Ugh, dirty bastards. The stock price suddenly crashed and all shareholders had to rise up.”

“Chaebols going bankrupt is only possible in dramas.”

“Reality is worse than drama. Even the chaebols are like the chaebols, they take their children and force them to work, and even… Ugh, let’s not talk about it.”

Although he was lamenting towards the sun as if he were dealing with something that cannot be dealt with, there was clearly ‘anger’ in the voice of the association president Jeong Ki-jo.

“Jun-kyung.”

“Yes, Chairman.”

“Did you know?”

“…Seriously, I had no idea.”

“Ha. sorry. Because I’m angry at you.”

“No. I understand. I was so embarrassed when I heard it too.”

Cheok Jun-kyung picked up a piece of paper printed on the table in the situation room.

“Collecting and trafficking Korean blood. And the buyer is even a foreign S-level talented person. …If I hadn’t confirmed that it had been secretly stolen from the Red Cross, I would have never known.”

“Okay. I’m glad you declared your conscience. And along with that, I was fortunate that the Hwalbindang impersonators defeated the execution squad.”

Someone noticed that a large amount of blood had been lost.

He was afraid that he would be retaliated against if he internally reported it, but he gained courage when he saw that the Hwalbin Party was actively taking action.

Thanks to that courage, the president of the association was given the justification to bring S-class hero Cheok Jun-kyung to Incheon.

To prevent anyone from tampering with the scene under the sun, to understand the situation fairly and clearly, and to severely punish those involved in crimes.

“You can still catch it, right?”

“Yes. I’m sure it will be okay. Don’t give up hope.”

…Although it would be meaningless if Haegeuneul ends the transaction before they arrive at Ganghwa Island in Incheon, the association just heads to Ganghwa Island with a glimmer of hope.

And what they saw was an unreported battle unfolding on the road.

“Damn, what! Here, why are we fighting?”

[Uh, um, that’s….]

“You bastard! You didn’t do it on purpose when you saw it, right?! Did you eat money?!”

[Oh, no!!]

There is no information from field agents, but there are traces of a battle fought with magical power?

“Damn, this is why things in Seoul!! Even near Busan, this doesn’t happen!”

Sigh.

The truck stops on the bridge.

The association president climbed the stairs outside the situation room, stood on top of the truck, and inspected the scene.

“Kkeuk, keuhuh…!”

“Mi, crazy. Have they all been ‘braked’…?!”

On the bridge and on the road, people with suit abilities and presumed to be Sunshade combat agents were all lying on the ground and bleeding.

All bleeding from the lower body.

Crrr.

And the golden Jindo dogs with mouths full of blood took a quick look at the association president and then disappeared over the bridge.

Jerk, jerk.

“That….”

“I guess it was created by a Hwalbindang impersonator… huh?”

Cheok Jun-gyeong was astonished as he jumped under the truck and grabbed a black glove with a wide golden hemisphere on the back of his hand.

“President of the Association, that can’t be right…!!”

“…Wait a minute.”

Jerk, jerk.

“Oh my, my. You are late.”

Among the people with broken cradle abilities, a young man with black hair appeared with golden Jindo dogs.

“This is the execution ground. Entry is prohibited except for those involved.”

“Who are you…?”

“Are you really King Taejo?”

The president of the association had a hunch as soon as he saw the young man.

No, just by looking at his face, he was the Armored Taejo.

“Why are you here?”

The way he uses this ability is different, but the staff he holds in his hand is the Managold assigned to him –

“That can’t be possible. How could that cheap boy be that kind of man?”

Cheok Jun-kyung immediately refuted the association president’s thoughts.

“Impersonating Hwalbindang is not enough, but impersonating Korea’s S-class hero. …Do you really want to insult a hero like that in a fight?”

Kwa-euang!

“It’s a pity if you think that just because we have a similar face or similar abilities, people will mistake you for thinking it’s you!”

Blue magical energy exploded from Cheok Jun-kyung’s whole body.

“Cheok Jun-kyung, I won’t be fooled by your shallow tricks!”

“No, that, Jun-kyung. No matter how you look at that -”

“There’s no way Taejo would do something like that! No matter how you look at it, it is a fake created by a group of people!”

“……Fake?”

No matter how I looked at the president of the association, all I could think of was Taejo himself, the true Taejo who was hiding behind the Armored Taejo.

however.

Why does Taejo block their path?

If someone is attacking Sunshade after King Taejo blocked the road like that, then perhaps the reason and behind it…

“……Ah, this is Jeong Ki-jo! Tell everyone! From now on, the Hero Association, um…!”

The president of the association thought for a moment about how to say it.

“Desperate, we will eradicate the fake heroes created by ‘Imaemangryang’! I’ll let you know as soon as I find out whether or not he has the ability to transform!”

He shouted to everyone that the King Taejo in front of him was fake.

Even if the truth is different from the judgment you made with your intuition.

“The people you see in front of you are not real! It is an illusion or a lie created by the association! Be careful during battle!!”

First of all, the most important thing is everyone’s safety.

“Be careful not to break the cradle!!”

* * *

Suddenly!

Swing the great sword and split the whip.

At the same time, push your clenched fist forward.

[Goblin Punch!]

Today, I also want to shout out technology.

[Egg Break!]

Every time I throw my magical power-covered fist into the cradle of a member of the Sunshade Execution Unit, I want to scream out loud with magical energy.

[joy.]

“Keu, ugh….”

[You destroyed something useless again. It’s scary, I, the power of a goblin.]

Exactly two marbles per punch.

And that fist does not discriminate between men and women.

[Fight to defeat!]

He stretches his fist forward again and fires a magic bullet.

As if I were swinging my fist while holding my boxing gloves loosely and only sending the gloves flying, I used only my magic power as a goblin punch to hit the abdomen of the Sunshade Execution Unit blocking my path.

“Keu, hehe…!”

The execution squad member rolled his eyes and knelt down.

Before his eyes rolled over, his eyes looked as if he was saying, ‘How could you make such a terrible attack on me?’ But he soon lost consciousness and fell forward.

[Another person has become ZenLos. There is only one thing left. It’s only you. Villain.]

I slung the greatsword over my shoulder and aimed my fist at the woman standing on the drum, Bathory.

[Is there a will?]

“…Ha, haha. It’s absurd.”

Bathory swept his bangs back with his hand and laughed at me.

“Are you confident that you can defeat me just by defeating all the idiots like this? Now?”

[It is not a certainty, but a predetermined fate.]

“Goblin doesn’t believe in fate!!”

Bathory shouted and pointed at me.

“Goblin is a person who shapes destiny!”

Sigh!

The blood-red whip swings sharply towards me.

If I got hit, it was a whip that flew at such a speed that it just chafed my skin, but I quickly moved my body and took cover between the drums.

Suddenly!

The whip splits the entire drum.

Blood gushes from the cracked drum.

“Profit…!”

Just thinking about it, I think Bathory would have an advantage if he covered the battlefield with blood against that blood engineer who controls blood.

[It’s mixed. What should I do? Would you control non-Korean blood that you hate so much?]

“Shut up!!”

Since even 1% of foreign blood is mixed in and they are all united as one, Bathory only uses the blood of pure-blooded Koreans that he has carried in his body and attacks me.

“On the topic of not being a goblin!”

[If I were a goblin, the goblin would say this.]

“……Huh?”

Bathory opens his mouth blankly.

Without missing the opportunity, I slipped right out next to the drum and ran toward Bathory.

“Why, not Ryder-”

[Because it’s a goblin.]

His face is revealed, but the clothes he is wearing are just black suits.

[I said, I am a goblin.]

“No way-”

[I’ve said this several times, I’m sorry.]

P———-a-million!!

“Wow, hehe…?!”

The tip of the goblin bat is stabbed precisely into Bathory’s abdomen.

Beyond the abdomen, the most precious place for the person with this ability – the cradle containing future possibilities is stabbed from the outside and shaken with magical power.

“Ugh…!”

[You capture Koreans on a trip, lock them in the basement and use them as blood bags, right?]

“……!”

Bathory, kneeling, suddenly raises his head towards me.

[That is why you will be executed.]

“H.”

Bathory twitched the corner of his mouth.

“If you pretend to be a goblin like that, you are not a goblin-”

[what.]

Bah!

[Whether I am a goblin or not, you will only be executed as a villain.]

Proof of existence.

[It doesn’t matter if I’m not a goblin.]

Beliefs and actions.

[Today, S-class villain Bathory dies.]