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    At that time, the Joseon Union villa ‘Yongseong Palace’.

    It was well past midnight.

    Even though it was well past 2 a.m., when most people were asleep and dreaming, the people gathered in the pavilion on the luxurious bridge were playing and telling people to pour drinks and drink.

    “For the victory of our national mother!”

    “””For!!”””

    It is unclear exactly what it was for, but men dressed in hanbok (traditional Korean clothes), similar to those worn by high-ranking officials in historical dramas, clinked their glasses in the air and laughed.

    “Congratulations, Your Highness! If Gukmo advances to the semifinals and finals, he will finally face Gwangikkong!”

    “Hey! It’s great if you beat Gwangyukgong, but it’s okay if you don’t! If the national hero of our ‘real Joseon’ is someone who propagandizes against Gwangikong!”

    “For now, haven’t you already passed your commitment? Even if we lose to that arrogant American girl next time, if we receive His Highness’s seed and have a child, we will definitely have a child even greater than Gwangikkong! Haha!”

    “Hmph…”

    Among the men, a young man who was drinking black carbonated water (cola) instead of alcohol was fiddling with his glass and making fun of himself.

    “Don’t rush me for no reason. Cheonma hasn’t officially said she’ll be my companion yet.”

    “Haha, Your Highness! What are you saying when you have already ordered Sosin to name the grandson and granddaughter of the child to be born from your relationship with the Heavenly Demon?”

    “Ah, isn’t that something you can do?”

    “Hehe, I don’t even think of anyone making a fuss about something like this, but are you saying that I’m going to drink kimchi soup first?”

    “Hmph….”

    The young man just chuckled at what the middle-aged man said, which may have been somewhat unpleasant, but did not look particularly displeased or look down on him.

    “Your tongue is truly deceitful. Are you the one who advises the officers to be careful?”

    “Haha. Does this sound like a remonstrance? My belief is that I am giving you advice with your Majesty in mind, right?”

    “If you are someone who is looking out for your own benefit with that advice… Wait a minute.”

    The young man frowned as he tried to swallow his cola.

    “Chet. I followed my father’s orders and came down…”

    “Your Majesty.”

    The young man openly frowned at the woman in a black suit who approached the drinking bar.

    The others also did not say anything more, but they clearly showed aversion to the woman in the suit.

    “Why? It’s not enough that you went up and brought me here, are you going to leave a record of everything that happens here?”

    “Because it is the work of conviction. All of His Majesty’s affairs will be included in the ‘Chronicle of the Underworld King’, which will later be used as the scriptures of the Joseon Empire…”

    “That’s it. I ruined my mood because of you, so take responsibility for it. Let’s come here with the officers behind there and pour each of our ministers a drink.”

    “…Okay.”

    The woman did not offer any resistance to the young man’s one-sided words.

    Not only the woman, but also the women behind her sat next to each minister with calm faces.

    “It is an honor to raise a glass to the Great Gammas who are working hard day and night for Joseon.”

    “Hahaha! Great, please follow along! Wow, I can’t believe I saw the archivist soaking his hands in alcohol instead of ink. Hehehe….”

    The ministers began to play, holding onto something else instead of a glass, and the young man made the woman who represented the officers sit next to him and placed his hand on her thigh.

    “…….”

    “Why? You don’t like it?”

    “Wasn’t this a banquet to celebrate the victory of Heavenly Demon, who would become the mother of the nation?”

    “What is the problem with a king having many women? Father, King Taesang taught me like that?”

    “……I will raise my glass.”

    ” That’s how it should be.”

    The young man, the Underworld King, gulped down the cola the officer poured for him in one go and raised his empty glass towards the ceiling.

    “For the day when I can escape from this underground world and go out into the outside world. To do that, it must be urgent to give birth to an SS-level child who can defeat Gwangikong.”

    “SS level….”

    “It doesn’t matter if it’s a baby. If you can beat Gwangikkong.”

    The Underworld King’s eyes began to burn with anger.

    “If only to defeat Gwangikkong, the source of all evil that brought us here!”

    * * *

    [You have a big dream.]

    It seems like I can hear the foolish voice of a fool somewhere, certifying that he is a fool by shouting out foolish thoughts like a fool.

    That would just be the fantasy-like appearance of ‘Yeoui Seoul,’ the capital of this Hell of Joseon.

    Gwangikgong is eliminated, the image of Yeoui Seoul is moved to the real Yeouido, and the underworld Joseon is spread across the Korean Peninsula.

    Because of that ambition, they took the image of Yeouido and buried it underground.

    And most of those who live in this hell of Yeouido are those who live in the capital, and are high-ranking people who are dependent on the power of Kim Joseon and his son, the ‘King of the Underworld’, who can be said to be the royal family of hell Joseon.

    politician.

    Those who cooperate with the dynasty.

    Those who support the management of food, clothing, and shelter for the dynasty.

    Those who manage the health of such people.

    Or those who have given birth to children with special abilities.

    This is where the ruling class of Hell Joseon is gathered, and it is also where people like the Royal Nine that we have suppressed so far are gathered in droves.

    [Gunggi. What is the estimated population?]

    “Yeah… I guess it’s around 500,000. Most of the time, the incompetent ones do it.”

    [Still, it’s a capital city and you’ve collected a lot. 500,000 people live in that small area of Yeouido.]

    “For the sake of the great leader, wouldn’t you have lived in a 3-pyeong single room as if it were a hotel? If you don’t want to suddenly swear and have your head blown off by a bomb.”

    Gunggi giggled as he touched his empty neck.

    “We figured out the number of people using heat detection. Are you going to do it right away?”

    [of course. This will be the first time we actually do it, so everyone should focus.]

    “Of course.”

    After finishing counting the number of people, the gunggi slowly flows its magic downward.

    “Sister. How are you ready?”

    “Fully prepared. Even if there is chaos, you can start as soon as you get a signal.”

    [I’ll leave the signal to you.]

    “Really? Well then, if possible, would you please give me something to feel?”

    A request came in from Docheol.

    I have no intention of doing so, but if image making can lead to the development of special abilities and improved work efficiency, there is no reason to back down.

    [Operation ‘Great Collapse’, start.]

    “What is it? It has a very classic feel. Have you ever seen a classic movie?”

    [Looking at the state of the interior, I don’t think there’s any need to do anything grandiose. Because something grandiose, actual work is enough.]

    A large-scale villain act carried out by four executives of the desperate Lee Mae-mang-ryang group.

    [Show me. The synergy of the ‘strongest’ four major attributes directly selected by the CEO.]

    “Of course.”

    Even though there were so many S-class psychics who were betrayed and died in Korea, the reason why four people with natural manipulation abilities, which can be said to be the four major attributes of fire, water, wind, and earth, were appointed as executives of the organization.

    Even if each person is alone, it can be a disaster, but if four people come together and make a plan, a catastrophe will immediately unfold.

    Now, like a scene from the Apocalypse.

    “Chaos. Space compression.”

    Chaos puts his hands together in the middle.

    After holding on to the balloon, he gradually began to pull his magical hand inward, as if he was crumpling it with his hand.

    Coo coo coo coo.

    At the same time, the entire cavity began to shake.

    It seemed like dust was coming out of a steel plate attached to what was presumed to be the ceiling, but no one would notice anything too serious just yet.

    “Period of destruction, earthquake.”

    Chaos Seong Ji-eun.

    The collapse of a large city that can be caused through her – a transcendental ability to destroy humanity.

    Shaking the ground.

    This ability ranges from lightly causing earthquakes to complexly controlling the earth itself.

    “Then it’s my turn? iced coffee. Docheol. The era of destruction is coming. Atlantis.”

    As Do-cheol stepped forward and gently raised his finger upward, the underground lake that turned Yeouiseoul into an ‘island’ gradually began to rise upward.

    Chambang, Chambang.

    Very slowly.

    Those who are sleeping or not do not know, but the groundwater surrounding Yeoui Seoul is controlled by the Tao-cheol River, and the water level is rising very slowly.

    To be precise, the magic of Docheol is pulling groundwater from other places and pushing it here, gradually causing the water level to rise.

    If it continues to rise like this, Yeoui Seoul will definitely be submerged.

    earthquake.

    sea level rise.

    The two most representative ways of destroying mankind through natural disasters that mankind can think of are unfolding before me.

    Very slowly.

    Very slowly, as if it would happen over several decades.

    In an instant, it shakes the ground and fills it with water, encroaching on the enemy’s stronghold very slowly so that most of those in Yeoui Seoul do not notice.

    [next.]

    “Dool. Barrier construction completed. Blocks all radio waves or magic waves that cannot penetrate the air layer.”

    […….]

    “…Ah, yes. You can do it. Destruction, Gleipnir. Establishment of a confined barrier.”

    Dool used this ability under my gaze and even Docheol’s gaze.

    A large-scale metropolitan plane that can cover the entire Yeoui Seoul.

    Her magic power spread through the air becomes a wind barrier, a place where neither electromagnetic waves nor magic waves can escape.

    Without being able to send or receive signals, those here will realize before they can do anything.

    [The land becomes narrow and shakes. Sea levels rising below. There is no place to escape to the sky.]

    This is a technique that can only be used when there is a group or city-state that the leader or leader has only planned out but actually needs to be eliminated if he or she takes such action.

    Pseudo-extinction of mankind.

    Let me add one more thing here….

    “Ah. Wow, it’s a shame. You can’t make a volcano erupt. Should we bring lava from underground? Hehehe.”

    [Stop that. Instead, focus on something else.]

    “Of course.”

    Archery also has its own destruction skill, but now it has to use this ability in a different way.

    “To prevent you from falling into the cold underground lake and dying of frostbite, you just need to warm up the water here in the Han River. Right?”

    [It’s similar.]

    The reason why they were selected as executives.

    [This ability is perfect for ushering in the apocalypse era.]

    The era of destruction will come to hell Joseon.

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