Chapter 396 – 396. You Can’t Survive if You Don’t Break
Players wearing fox masks ran between the burning buildings.
The purpose of those wearing fox masks was no different.
First of all, the primary goal was to set fire to the black market and draw out the true tycoons by running away, and the second was to smear the tycoons with red liquid.
Here, the true giants refer to Jang Jo-jun or the women who are presumed to be his colleagues.
In a word, the current arson attack was an outpost to send those who could be called the backbone of the Manma forces to Gol.
“These bastards!!!!”
“Stand there!!!! STOP NOW!!!!”
Vigilantes fired energy weapons at the players wearing fox masks, but most of them missed.
To be precise, it had to be seen that it passed through the afterimage but failed to hit the main body.
This is not because the vigilantes’ aiming skills are poor.
It was the effect of a fox mask that sticks to the face and does not fall off.
This is the effect of Kutsuki Kitsune Kamen, a.K.A. The ‘sticky fox mask’.
All of these masks are works made by Japanese players with a special class called ‘Idol Sculptor’. Once worn, you cannot take off the mask until you die, but it increases your agility stat by 100, and deceives the opponent’s perception to slow down the reaction by one tempo. It had the deceptive effect of making it happen.
It was literally an item that allowed people to move like a bewitching fox.
However, since it cannot be taken off, it is impossible to eat food while wearing it, and it was also a cursed item that sucked all the energy of the wearer and made them die on the 7th day.
“Haha..”
Anyway, Satoshi, a 15-year-old boy from the ninja class wearing a fox mask, hid in a narrow alleyway to catch his breath.
The three glass bottles in his hand each contained a red liquid, a green liquid, and a yellow liquid.
All of these drugs were made based on the sap of the world tree, and since the raw material itself was a nonsensical item, the performance was upgraded to be seven times more effective than those produced with normal magic water.
Of course, half dragged Satoshi has no idea of the true value of this drug. He simply repeated the orders he had heard from Hiroshi Kamiyama.
‘Red for the enemy.. Green for the floor.. Yellow for me…’
This is the order given by Hiroshi Kamiyama.
Satoshi, a 15-year-old boy, couldn’t control the tremors of his body and kept muttering only that command in his mind.
“Mom… Hina…”
Then, suddenly, Satoshi called his family he had left behind in Japan.
The father of the boy, Satoshi, died at the hands of Ryuji Akayama, the leader of the Shinsengumi.
The only thing left of Satoshi is his mother and younger sister Hina.
‘In a house without a father.. I am the head of the household. So I have to work hard.’
Then Mom and Hina can live comfortably. Maybe. Maybe it is?
Everything is Satoshi’s wishes. I just wanted to believe that. It is better to believe that there is a chance of survival than to be immediately killed.
‘If this job goes well, everything will be fine..’
Moreover, Satoshi did not know that he would die in this operation. He had been deceived by the lie that if he returned alive he would be a hero.
He was also told to drink the yellow potion before carrying out the operation.
It was a somewhat dreamlike story that if you take the yellow potion, you will become very strong for a short time and escape the danger of death.
A pact that no one would ever believe.
Satoshi believed that.
It seemed that I would not be able to stay sane without believing.
There is no way that a young boy who is only 15 years old now has the mental strength to properly accept suicide terrorism.
Being brought to such a crazy place in the first place was too much of a burden for the boy. Non-human beings were scattered everywhere, and the captured comrades exploded to death for some reason.
Satoshi was so afraid.
However, there was no right of veto. If you refuse, your non-awakened mother and Hina will die in front of your eyes. Like a father
As long as his family was held hostage, he had to jump into the fire even knowing he would die.
Otherwise, I would have had to see my family members die at the hands of Ryuji Akayama. It might be better to die first.
‘Mom and Hina.. I’ll definitely go back..’
No one listened to Satoshi’s prayers. Even so, Satoshi prayed. I wondered if someone would listen.
Japan, which has been occupied by the Shinsengumi, is in fact a living hell.
Except for parts of Hokkaido and Osaka, the whole country fell under the Shinsengumi.
As the Yamato military forces that resisted them completely collapsed, Japan fell under the rule of Ryuji Akayama, who was called a madman.
Those who followed Ryuji Akayama were called the new era of Shinsengumi and enjoyed privileges, and those who resisted or were captured were used as tools and then discarded, regardless of age or gender.
The gap between the first-class citizens, who were closest to Ryuji, and the third-class citizens who were forcibly merged from the resistance was truly enormous.
These were the words of the Japanese who were devoured by a madman named Ryuji Akayama and his anachronistic group called Shinsengumi.
If I didn’t want to end up like this, I should have destroyed Tokyo Shinsengumi right away. Of course, that didn’t go well, so everything was eaten.
Well, what can you do
In a world based on the basic premise of the law of the weak, power is everything.
It is natural for the weak to suffer.
It’s a world where it’s better to commit suicide if you don’t have power.
Above all, there is no way that a proper group will remain in this world where destruction has accelerated.
The group of French survivors created by Charlotte is unusual.
The Eastern US camp that Nicholas created was a special case.
The underground paradise that Jang Jo-jun achieved in Hell was a humanitarian pioneering project that was possible because he was an overwhelmingly strong man.
Aside from the three examples mentioned, most of the survivors still remaining were committing horrific atrocities like Ryuji Akayama.
As if struggling to live included exploitation of others, so naturally, humans exploited other human resources, plundered other people’s territories, and even robbed their lives.
There are people everywhere who are eager to prove the vocal evil theory.
An era in which trust and faith have fallen to the ground, and all others are regarded as enemies.
Stealing and stealing situations are repeated.
This is destruction
It was a very natural thing in the era of the end.
“Whoa..”
Anyway, Satoshi, who had finally made up his mind after praying, inhaled the yellow potion.
He doesn’t even know what the effect is. However, I just believed in Kamiyama’s words that drinking this would increase the survival rate and drank it.
“Ugh…”
Feeling very bitter, Satoshi frowned and climbed the wall.
Satoshi, a ninja class, was able to climb up to the roof of the building without difficulty.
– Catch it!!!
-Fuck you bastards!! Turn off the fire!!!!
-Excuse me!! Run away from there!!!!
The central square of the black market was not a mess.
Green flames erupted from all sides, and the central plaza itself turned into a kind of smokehouse, filled with acrid smoke.
In addition, Satoshi’s eyes came to the sight of buildings collapsing on fire and the Yi people dying under the rubble.
I didn’t feel any sympathy. The same human beings also die and die, but Satoshi, who had a terrible appearance, died or not, was not very impressed.
“I’m over there…”
I just ran towards a place that hadn’t caught fire yet.
He told them to start a fire in all directions, so he intended to throw a bottle of incendiary liquid at a place where the flames hadn’t risen yet and run away.
“Ssssscha!!!”
Soon after arriving at the right place, Satoshi threw the ignition liquid he was holding with all his might.
– Whiririk!!!
Now the green vial containing the incendiary liquid will fly off and shatter and catch fire in all directions.
-Chin!
“Uh…?”
Failed.
A vial of incendiary fluid was caught in the air.
It was a giant entwined with tentacles that grabbed it.
‘I-that man…’
The impression of Jang Jo-joon had already spread to all players belonging to Manshinjeon and Mangwijeon.
He is a handsome man with a huge body of more than 2 meters, uses tentacles, and his eyes are lifeless.
He is also very impure in his attitude, very rough-mouthed and extremely dangerous.
Lastly, if you face it, it is recommended to kill yourself rather than run away or fight against it.
This was basic information about Jang Jo-jun.
“Shit!!!”
Satoshi hurriedly threw the second bottle he was holding and ran away without looking back.
The red liquid is a “Melt solution” Made from the sap of the World Tree.
The target was only Jang Jo-jun and his subordinates whose existence was confirmed, but the target was narrow, but the effect was outstanding.
It was a heinous object that would not be erased until the target of the drug was completely melted if even a single drop was applied to the body.
Of course, it is effective only when it touches the skin, meaning that it is useless if it does not touch.
“I, bastard..!!”
Jojun Jang, following Paimon’s advice, carefully grabbed the medicine bottle containing the molten solution, put it in a large-capacity pouch for fear that the liquid would flow out, and then cut off both legs of Satoshi, who was fleeing, using the Abyss Maw.
“Ahhhhh !!!
“This bastard, terrorizing people with hydrochloric acid?”
“Kyaaaaa!!! Hey hey hey!!!!”
Satoshi, whose leg had been cut off, screamed madly, and Jo-Jun Jang healed the cut off section of the leg with the filling flesh.
“Turn it out !!!
“The conversation seems to be going well…”
Zhang Zhaojun looked around at the dying Satoshi and nodded her head.
Originally, you shouldn’t be able to communicate with Satoshi, who is Japanese. However, communication became possible through the ‘Fragments of the Tower of Babel’ that Jo-jun Jang obtained from Hell.
This was mentioned earlier when Croy explained the singularity of Hell, and if he had a fragment of the Tower of Babel, he could communicate even if he could not speak the language.
Finally, Jo-jun Jang is able to communicate with foreigners without an interpreter.
“Kuuuuu”
“Don’t cry, take off your mask.”
“That, that’s too much…”
“Sounds like a crowd.”
Zhang Zhao-jun, who almost melted into the melt, tried to peel off Satoshi’s mask in anger. Only then will he be able to strike him in the forehead and subdue him.
-Dudeuk..
“Kuaaaaa”
But what is this?
When the mask was removed, the boy’s face was ripped off.
“What, what! What’s wrong with you bastard!!”
The skin on his face was peeled off, and his eyelids, lips, and nose were all gone.
Red blood dripped down, and Jang Jo-jun, who had taken off his mask in a daze, looked at Satoshi as if he was very embarrassed.
“Eh eh eh !!!!!!!!!”
“Hey! Do not die!! This, fuck..!”
He didn’t even know that the skin on his face would come off.
“This…!”
He had a lot to ask because it was his first captive fox mask, but as he was already about to die, Zhang Zhaojun used the quickly filling flesh. Then Satoshi, who was tired of urinating, fell asleep.
“OMG!! OMG!! Aaaaa!!! Mom!!! Meh eh eh!!!!”
In any case, his face was halfway back to normal. Flesh filled up in the torn off area, and lips and eyelids also appeared.
Although the nose that was torn off has not completely returned, it may be possible to restore the nose that is stuck to the mask by removing it from time to time.
However, that was not the problem now.
– Gluck. Good luck..
“What is this again…!”
Satoshi’s body swelled up and then hers shrank.
As if it’s about to explode.
This was the effect of the yellow potion.
If the person who took it is in danger of dying, or is branded a slave by Jang Joon, it will explode without remorse.
It was a minimal defense measure to minimize power leakage and to prevent those caught by chance from blowing information.
[Master..! Inside this kid’s body.. There’s something..! It’s dangerous if it explodes!]
“Plant a bomb on the body of this kid? They’re really nasty… Hey, Paimon. Come alive.”
[Yes..?]
“Save me.”
[Do you sympathize with this boy…?]
When Paimon asked if he sympathized with the boy, Jang Jo-jun laughed.
No way.
He didn’t care if a child soldier flew in from enemy lines or died.
However, Jojun Jang wanted to get revenge after reviving Satoshi.
Enemies settled in Japan are brutal guys who plant bombs in the bodies of children who have not yet reached adulthood.
It was enough to be recognized as an adversary. That vicious way of thinking made Jang Jo-jun think that a proper enemy had appeared for the first time in a while.
That’s why he wanted to completely destroy it. In order to do that, those who want revenge must be alive.
Few people torture others with as much care as those mad with revenge.
That’s why Jojun Jang wanted to revive Satoshi and those who were forcibly involved in the terror and make them advisors.
Because he is standing at the extreme of being inferior to me, he dismissed all the evil deeds he committed as necessary, and tried to catch the evil deeds committed by others and punish them by winding them up.
This is also a kind of amusement of Jang Jo-jun.
It’s been a while since I had a proper ‘justice’ to punish the other person, so I just want to enjoy the torture festival using this as an excuse.
“Save me for now, Paimon. Don’t bother asking my thoughts. To be honest, I felt that the question just crossed the line a bit.”
[Ugh… I’m sorry.!]
At Jojun Jang’s words that he would not forgive him if he questioned his orders, Paimon began to revive the rapidly dying Satoshi.
[Then…]
Paimon first borrowed Jang Jo-jun’s body and thrust a bundle of tentacles through Satoshi’s mouth, and through this began to extract the self-determination fluid that was making a mess in the boy’s stomach.
If he had known in advance that Zhang Jojun had this ability, he would have tried another method, but unfortunately, the World Tree could not directly observe Zhang Jojun.
Because the evil spirits were protecting him. Therefore, he had no way to observe directly, so it was impossible to properly grasp the function.
Unknowingly, he was under the protection of evil spirits.
Kulleong. Kulleong. Gulleong.. Pooh..!
[It’s all done..!]
“Oh! This is it!”
[Ha, he told me to do it.]
“Good job! Paimon!”
Hehe…]
Jojun Jang put Satoshi, who was out of breath, on the roof.
Then, it hit Satoshi’s forehead.
With this, Satoshi now became the property of Jojun Jang. It is impossible to lie now. It seemed like a good place to have a conversation.
Jojun Jang slapped Satoshi’s face, pinched his philtrum, forced him to come to his senses, and then asked a question.
“Who told you to eat this?”
“Cheuk. Kuheouk… Ka, Kamiyama Hiroshi-sama…”
“Did anyone else drink this besides you?”
“Yeah.. Mmm, they told me to eat it.. They say that if you eat this, you will become stronger..”
“They are poisonous.”
After Zhaojun Zhang divulged some more information, he sent his women back from the black market. It’s a big deal if you accidentally intervene and come into contact with the melting liquid.
“Okay then…”
I figured out what kind of fox masks they were. Moreover, the means they had was only one-shot, and I found out how many they crossed over.
First of all, he realized that he had deliberately set fire to call himself and his companions, so he didn’t have to deal with it.
All that’s left now are the Japanese garbage bastards who must have settled somewhere in the underworld and drug addicts who deserve to die.
“Go and get him.”
The jet-black wheel, parasitic tree hosts, parasitic humans, and mushroom humans have passed on to the other side of the world.
In the other world, skills cannot be used.
So, as always, Jang Jo-jun decided to wipe out the enemies with quantity.
“It seems to be advancing into Japan.”
Moreover, it was a great chance to obtain the door leading to Japan.
He thought that after swallowing Korea, the front yard, he could go to the next country.
