episode_0563
by admin
Tada dadadang! Tada dadang!
Across a foggy mountainside, gunfire like popcorn popping rang out from a camp set up there.
This place, known externally as a healing camp that teaches meditation and other things, is actually a den of cult religions.
But what was unfolding now was a mess that did not fit either a healing camp or a cult.
“Ah, it’s the devil… !”
“Die, you Satan!!!”
“Whew… !Whew… !”
Doo doo doo doo!
Fanatics, driven mad by drugs, excitement and fear, fired their guns into the fog.
Regardless of whether it was a pistol, rifle, or shotgun, the muzzle flames that lit up the darkness continuously flashed and formed a fireball that poured down like a shower of bullets covering the front.
Fanatics who hide in cover and pull the trigger recklessly as if they are going to war.
But even though they unleashed such a massive amount of firepower at once, the fear that clung to their faces could not be erased.
Because the pseudo-religion infused with money and pleasure could not defeat the monster that was swallowing bullets from beyond the night fog.
“Eww…!!”
Kwajik!
“… … .”
One more.
A terrible sound was heard between the gunshots pounding against my eardrums.
It was a sound so small that it could not be compared to a gunshot, but to the fanatics’ ears, it felt like thunder.
That was only natural.
Because that sound was the sound of bones and muscles on the same side being destroyed.
The fanatic muttered as his pistol fell from his weak grip.
“That’s ridiculous… ”
I never imagined it when I first took drugs, laughed out loud, and walked out with a gun.
There are monsters in the world that don’t die even after being shot.
Even the monster showed a strange miracle by catching the bullets the first few times, but soon started to get hit by the bullets with its body as if it was annoyed.
Was it wearing a bulletproof vest? Maybe so. The monster’s outfit was unusual, something I’d never seen before.
But no matter how strong the bulletproof vest was, there was no way the person inside would survive that much concentrated fire.
Even if it doesn’t penetrate, the shock it delivers will be enormous.
What’s even more shocking is that the enemy who was advancing from the front like a tank literally approaches another comrade who was shooting from the side in the blink of an eye and twists his neck.
Movements more ghostly than a ghost.
Then they used the broken neck of a corpse as a shield to block bullets.
Even if I get hit directly, there won’t be a problem anyway.
Ironically, it was not the monsters but the fanatics who were holding the guns, but the bullets were hitting the fanatics’ bodies, not the monsters’.
He only threw it away after the body that had stopped the bullet was in disarray.
Naturally, the person who was hit by the corpse flying in like a cannonball died instantly with his heart broken.
It was as if he was deliberately showing off by killing fanatics in various and brutal ways.
“It’s clear that the devil has descended!”
“It’s a ritual… They’re trying to offer us up as sacrifices to an evil ritual!”
Some people muttered the doctrines of a cult religion, saying that Satan had really appeared, while others poured the drugs left in their pockets into their mouths, sweating profusely.
But the ending was all the same.
Annihilation.
I couldn’t even grab the monster’s ankle.
“What the heck is going on?”
Talik Benton, who had been watching the whole scene, muttered.
Unlike the believers who were dying outside, he was holed up in the building they called a church.
Among them, the place he hid was the panic room.
It was a specially constructed secret hideaway hidden behind a bookshelf.
‘I never thought I would have to write here…’
It was originally a space created in the early days of a cult to prepare for cases in which believers who were dissatisfied or had become blinded by drugs might start a riot.
But I thought that the cult would run more smoothly than I thought and that I would never use it again.
To be honest, I had almost forgotten about it until the believers were swept away.
A screen mounted on one wall showed the monster entering the church. The face of the monster turned its head to look at the surveillance camera, which was enlarged.
Chijik-
And then the screen turns off and shows noise as I did something.
“… … .”
At this point, Talik Benton was beginning to wonder if he was dreaming or if he was hallucinating due to the lack of oxygen in the panic room.
Of course, as a pseudo-religious leader, he does not believe in the real devil.
Religion was merely a cover for Apophis’s position as boss, and a means to obtain money and pleasure.
But as things progressed to this point, the question arose in his mind: ‘Has the devil really appeared?’
The believers who were sent to fight after being deliberately given drugs were so terrified that they could not do anything and were all killed.
But he soon shook his head.
‘No, I guess I lost my mind for a moment.’
Realistically, there could be no such unrealistic being as the devil.
It was just so hard to believe that an organization that had been in operation for years was destroyed. After all, wasn’t it just a cult?
It was something he could do if he used Apophis’ power.
Of course, it’s not realistically possible with just one agent, and you can’t see them pushing forward without any concern for the attack.
Maybe he’s just a crazy guy who’s been on stronger drugs than the ones the believers are taking.
‘Who the hell is it? Did the military notice?’
Talik Benton paced anxiously around the panic room, trying to figure out what the monster was.
Could it be that Apophis, a secret society formed within the military, has been discovered and that the government has sent an executioner to punish its boss?
‘… No, it can’t be the military.’
He quickly dismissed that possibility.
If it had been revealed that he was the boss of Apophis, they would have tried to formally request his surrender and arrest him rather than sending such a killing machine.
With only one member, strange equipment, and overly brutal fighting methods.
If that’s a soldier, then Apophis’ elite agents, who are mostly former military personnel, could also demonstrate such abilities.
‘So you hired a PMC? Is it possible for an individual, not the military, to send mercenaries of that level?’
He was racking his brain over who he had incurred the wrath of. To do something like this, you would have to be a mortal enemy.
However, judging by the fact that even the landline phone installed in the panic room was blocked, it was clear that the opponent was someone who had prepared thoroughly and was skilled, but nothing came to mind.
After thinking about it for a while, he finally stopped thinking and collapsed on the sofa.
The worst wasn’t over yet.
The panic room is stocked with enough supplies to keep him comfortable for several months, so he can survive in there for as long as he wants.
‘It’s okay though. It doesn’t change the fact that you’re safe in the panic room…’
Dalgrak…!
At that moment, the glass on the table shook on its own.
He also felt a slight vibration in his legs as he sat on the sofa.
“… What is it?”
Did even a minor earthquake occur?
He sat up awkwardly and looked around.
But the vibration he felt momentarily disappeared without a trace, as if it had been his illusion.
When he felt relieved inside and put his butt back on.
thud…!
“… … .”
This time, a sound and vibration were transmitted that could never be called an illusion.
He turned his creaking head and looked at one place.
In the direction his gaze was directed was the entrance to the panic room.
Boom!
A metal entrance reminiscent of a sturdy bank vault.
There was a loud metallic noise and a cloud of dust rose around the door, as if something outside was knocking hard on it.
“Ma, that’s ridiculous… This entrance is definitely hidden so no one knows about it… !”
Talik Benton looked at the panic room door with wildly shaking eyes, but just looking was not enough to stop the intruder from knocking on the door from outside.
A few more shocks followed like that.
BANG!!!!
Finally, the door to the panic room, which had been torn from the concrete wall, burst open.
“Colok, colok… !”
Talik Benton coughed repeatedly as the dust filled the room.
And while he was still unconscious, the protagonist forced the door open and came in with heavy steps.
Minho, the monster who took a look around the panic room that had become a mess, with furniture covered in dust, a table shattered by a door that had been torn off, muttered.
“Well, that’s a great place for a fucking bastard to hide.”
“Okay, wait a minute…! I don’t know who asked you to come here, but my suggestion… ”
Talik Benton, who eventually fell into Minho’s grasp, poured out his words in a hurry.
If he could somehow survive here, he would use Apophis or any other connections to get back on his feet. If that was possible, he was willing to pay this monster even the secret assets he had stored in a Swiss bank.
It was a struggle that could only be done because they did not know that the entire Apophis executive force had already been swept away a few hours ago.
Kwajik!
The request Minho received from Jeong Su-jin was to make sure that Talik Benton never did something like this again. He had no intention of wasting even a second of his time listening to meaningless noise.
Talik Benton, the boss of Apophis who had been parasitically eating away at the US military, met his end while wriggling like an insect in a place unknown to anyone.
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-You have a lot of hidden assets?
After dealing with Talik Benton, Maria found the hidden wealth he had hid as a cult leader and boss of Apophis.
Punishment is punishment, and I should at least take care of the paralysis that made me walk this far.
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