Chapter 108 – God of War – Interlude
Koogoo Palace-
In the thick mountains of Cheorwon, the ground shuddered. A large man with scars all over his body barely escaped through the dirt floor.
“Cool, cool!”
The man who coughed up a dry cough was missing one arm.
“Two!”
Her man spat and brushed the dirt off her body. Her man’s gaze turned to her empty right arm. Blood began to ooze again from the amputation, which had been temporarily wrapped with her cloth.
“A monstrous old man.”
Kicking her tongue, the man, the king, tightened her muscles to stop the bleeding and occluded her shoulder blood vessels. The feeling went away and the blood stopped again. All of this was just a temporary measure. He needed treatment.
‘How did it come to this?’
On the forehead of the king, the character of the Heavenly Father was drawn.
On this day, all of the Thirteen Apostles of Blood Relations were put into operation, except for Oh Apostle, who had already died, and Ilsado and Isado.
In addition, some of the Seonghyeoldan and even the elites of the Four Demons were recruited.
All this power was only to kill the Protestant scholar, Kim Moo-gong. It was full of power.
According to the calculations.
However, it failed miserably. The Three Apostles, one of the core powers of the religion, died, and most of the apostles did not know if they were alive or dead. The king himself almost died, and he barely escaped by sacrificing his right arm. It was possible because attention was drawn to Sado, who was fighting an unknown professor. Perhaps Sado was also dead.
I could feel the bitter taste of iron in my mouth.
The external injuries were gruesome, but the internal injuries were also serious. The limit was approaching just by walking. If he did collapse here, it was obvious after that.
In the end, you will be caught and punished.
In order to get out of the sight of the monstrous old man, Dok-go-pae president, he had to move at least by force.
Even though the king stumbled, he hurriedly moved his steps.
After a long time like that, the king’s face turned red.
‘Found.’
Deep in the mountains.
There was a sign that only high-ranking members of the Blood Religion could recognize.
This also meant that a welcome sign was set up to avoid people’s attention.
From the outside, it looked like an ordinary forest, but beyond this, there was a safe house of blood religion.
For the time being, I needed to stay here and hold my breath.
Slowly, the figure of the Nangwang disappeared into the camp.
***
A darkened interior.
“Haaam-“
In the living room, large enough for dozens of people to have a party, Beatrice stretched out in boredom. Beatrice, who had been lying on the sofa for a while and rolling around, glanced at the clock and turned on the TV.
Ttt-
There, the contents of the Yeonsin Musinje terror were flowing. From the skillful evacuations of citizens to the scenes of blood cultists being hunted, it was exposed.
Finally, with the appearance of an old man, all videos were cut off. All the drones in the sky around it crashed with only the flow of Jingi, making it impossible to transmit video.
On the screen that Beatrice stopped, the image of Mu-gong Kim who had killed the elite of the Three Apostles and Blood Bridge was reflected.
‘Also.’
Feeling the thrill in her belly, Beatrice twisted her body. An intense feeling of pleasure ran through her body.
In the meantime.
“Yes?”
A hazy halo of light drifted across one of the CCTV screens monitoring the surroundings. It meant that someone had come in.
Beatrice, wearing a blood-red dress that clung to her body, stood up. A cold smile lingered on his lips, and he tightly closed his chest. So that the flesh is not exposed. He straightened up once, and finally put on a long robe. It was a blood vessel symbolizing the thirteen apostles.
Bang-
The door opened violently, and a bloody man staggered in.
“Welcome, Eight Apostles.”
At the polite greeting, the king’s eyes turned round. The Thirteen Apostles, Beatrice, was a person who shouldn’t be here.
In a dark room with only the faint blue light emitted by the TV.
Seeing Beatrice’s shining yellow eyes, the king felt a deep sense of difference.
“… Thirteen Apostles, why are you here? Didn’t you decide to raid Seongnam…?”
The king asked slowly in a tight voice.
“You mean me?”
Beatrice tilted her head with an expression of no understanding at all. There was still a strange smile on his lips.
“The young schoolmaster must have ordered it. Could it be… That he violated the order of the young master…!”
“Ahahahaha!”
Suddenly Beatrice grabbed her stomach and laughed.
“Thirteen apostles…?”
“Apostles are independent beings. I’m not the headmaster, and I have no obligation to follow the orders of the minor headmaster.”
“Don’t you know that the current headmaster is actually a minor headmaster!”
“But not the teacher.”
Cold sweat flowed down the back of the king at the firm answer.
Again. Again. Again.
Stretching out her long legs, Beatrice approached him right in front of him.
‘Something’ went wrong. What appeared in Beatrice’s yellow eyes was an obvious murderous intent. I was sure because he was a king who had crossed countless lines of death.
“Whatever you’re thinking, whatever you’re trying to do, stop now.”
“Why should I?”
Once again, Beatrice tilted her head with an innocent face.
The king saw an illusion of a tail wagging behind Beatrice’s back. A tinge of flesh-slicing sound swirled around Beatrice’s body. Chicken meat sprouted all over the king’s body.
“Profit…! Traitor bitch!”
Gathering all his remaining strength, King Nang made a surprise exit.
Dismissal-
In the place where the spark flew once, the head of the king fell. A fountain of blood gushed out from the cut section.
“Why is our Eight Apostles so stupid?”
Beatrice narrowed his eyes, crouched down, and patted the King’s severed head, saying, As the blood of the King permeated through the blood on the floor, it turned a more ominous color.
“With a body like that. If you knew I was here, you should have run away right away. No, would it have been impossible to escape? So you shouldn’t have come to this place in the first place? It’s a good thing, but it’s really unfortunate.”
Knock knock. Beatrice patted the king’s head once more and pursed his lips. Of course, no answer came. A corpse cannot speak.
With a bored expression on his face, Beatrice raised his body again. And then, without regret, he turned around.
Hwaak-
A shadow suddenly rose from behind Beatrice and attacked the body of the king.
Quad Deuk- Quad Deuk-
The sound of the beast chewing something followed for a while, followed by a terrifying silence.
***
When I opened my eyes, it was an unfamiliar ceiling. Slight disinfectant smell. The pure white ward was dazzling. A cool autumn breeze blew through the open window. The sky was very clear. I lay down for a while and stared blankly at the passing clouds.
I wonder how long it’s been since I’ve been lying so comfortably. Looking at the date, it has already been two days since the blood bridge attack. In terms of time, I slept for over 24 hours. Considering that I sleep for at most three or four hours a day, it feels like I’ve been sleeping for several days.
Swoop. I raised my upper body. The feeling of the soft blanket brushing against my body wasn’t too bad. Suddenly, disheveled hair came into view.
Small, regular breathing sounds. I inadvertently stroked the head of the midsummer who was sleeping face down. Midsummer opened her eyes with a shallow moan.
“Are you awake?”
“Ugh.”
Midsummer woke up with a dirty face and let out a long yawn. I reached out my hand and removed the mucus from the corners of my eyes in midsummer.
“…I will.”
Midsummer turned her head quickly and hurriedly took out the mirror and fiddled with it here and there.
“Why do you care about things while you’ve seen everything?”
A smile came out of my mouth.
“You have to be more careful when you’ve seen everything you want to see. It is easy to make mistakes.”
Han Yeo-reum took out a round powder from her pocket, and dabbed it on not only her face but also her bangs, and she came back with a dry look.
“That’s true, but it’s been a while since I saw that.”
Upon closer inspection, Midsummer was a small powder that I had always carried around since I was a student.
“It was here too. I bought it right away.”
“Isn’t everything possible with internal energy?”
“It feels different from that.”
“I don’t know.”
“It’s different anyway. Okay, is your body okay now?”
“It’s okay. There are some internal wounds, but it seems to be almost better.”
Even if it wasn’t the Honwondan, the Jasodan given by the school had an excellent effect on internal injuries. However, unfortunately, the internal air itself did not increase that much. Because my bottom battle was close to the limit. Of course, there was no rise in status.
Even though I knew that it would be difficult to see the effect with only the elixir anyway, the disappointment grew when I realized it.
“Do you want some fruit?”
Han Yeo-reum took one of her hallabongs out of her refrigerator.
“Hallabong?”
“It’s a Shinkyo specialty, Cheonma Peak. Isn’t the name funny?”
“…I’ve felt it for a long time. Is it okay to give the Heavenly Demon any name?”
“I don’t know. Eat one.”
I feel like I’m going to go to the middle of the day.
“Is the cleanup going well?”
“Yes. They said it was almost over.”
Although it was a large-scale terrorism, it seemed that it was easier than expected thanks to the small number of victims. Of course, once I started to think about this and that, there were still many ways to go. At least that’s not what I was doing.
“Good job.”
Aside from running around, there were no injuries during Midsummer. I was worried, but I’m really glad I did.
“Yes. You also.”
Midsummer, who was slightly perched on the bed, leaned against me. We relaxed like that for a while, looking at the same place.
Smart.
How much time has passed
A knock was heard on the hospital room door.
‘Male. Two people.’
“Come on in.”
I raised my guard and said.
Bubbly.
Two men in black suits entered the room. Midsummer tilted her head.
[Who is it?]
[…For awhile.]
My mind was confused. I never expected that ‘that man’ would appear at this point. He was much younger than he remembered, but he was certain.
“Hello. I am Park Soo-ho, team leader of the Moorim Inspection Department of the National Intelligence Service.”
This man, who was smiling kindly in front of me, was a rare schemer who executed the command to annihilate Murim in the future.
