Episode 128: An angel who prevents terrorism (1)
Park Jin-ho, the strongest superman.
The Sword Saint who subdued the runaway warrior families, overthrew the heterogeneous nations that abandoned the ruined world and colonized weak human nations, and overthrew the runaway superhuman dictatorships.
Rusa, the warrior god and the strongest swordsman recognized even by people in another world, and the teacher who taught the strongest magician Klein what true defeat is.
And the owner of the Cheonggu Guild.
The fact that Park Jin-ho lost was something that not only Park Jin-ho himself but also the referee could not easily believe.
“That can’t be right.”
The referee’s voice was trembling. After hearing that, Klein shook his head and said:
“The referee’s ability to read mana is still weak, so he may not be able to feel that time has been reversed… … .”
That wasn’t true.
Of course, the referee’s ability to read mana was weaker than Klein’s. However, the referee was able to read a power that was slightly superior to his mana.
‘Sense the reflux of karma? Is this your first time seeing this message? Could it be that time has been reversed for words like this to appear?’
Anyway, while the referee was worried, Jin-ho Park slowly opened his mouth.
“But the fact that the protocol was activated means that Professor Bon, the referee, and you all lost consciousness.”
“That’s right. Then maybe… … .”
Professor Klein looked at the referee with a sad expression.
“Seeing as how the caster, Referee, ended up like that, it looks like Ein Sof is a self-destructor. “I don’t know exactly what kind of self-destructor it is.”
“… Right. “I don’t know how this self-destructor affects it and to what extent it affects it.”
Park Jin-ho wiped his face.
It was an expression of both regret and sadness.
“Besides, as a professor, I can’t allow students to use self-destructors. “This technology is banned.”
“It has to be that way.”
The two professors looked at the handsome boy standing blankly with an expression of regret and an expression of ignorance.
“Referee, it’s a shame.”
“is it so. “I can’t help it.”
“… yes.”
In the end, what kind of technology is Ain Soph, what kind of effect does it have, and what kind of ability is it that allowed him to defeat Jinho Park, one of the strongest men in humanity? … .
The referee knew nothing.
All I remember is the time that has disappeared.
‘Ain Sof. ‘I shouldn’t use the Actif effect.’
In addition, the referee was a cowardly angel and I listened closely to what the professors said. A self-destructor? The referee had no intention of self-destruction.
‘Still, I really wanted to become strong to protect my children.’
Of course, I don’t know what will happen in the future.
* * *
Still, I didn’t gain anything at all. Even though Ain Sof’s active effect was banned, Ain Sof’s passive effect remained the same.
The referee decided to take comfort from that.
‘This passive ability has great potential.’
Just like last time, when he healed his body with barely any angelic power, this passive ability could be used in a variety of ways.
For example, something like this.
“You cowards, take hostages?”
The outskirts of old Seoul are in chaos. Acrid smoke was billowing out along this road where slums and fancy buildings mixed together.
It was terrorism. Conflict between humans and humans, conflict between humans and different races, and conflict between people who are angry at the incredible gap between rich and poor in the present era.
“You took a hostage?”
The referee, who was flying in the sky, quickly asked again.
“Yes, since North is overpowered, he runs straight to the downstairs daycare center and threatens people.”
The referee looked at the situation on that floor from a distance.
Crying children, determined women and men threatening the children, and a woman who looks like a daycare teacher is protecting the children.
The referee bit his lip.
‘… After all, there is no way it will move the same way as the future.’
Currently, the referee was taking the final exam. And the traditional final exam evaluation method for JoongAng Elementary School students was to go out into society and achieve heroic results.
Just like the referee destroyed New Shinrikyo last time.
‘For this final exam, I was trying to take down the Western Revolutionary Association, an organization that carries out major terrorist attacks that kill thousands of people. I thought it would definitely end easily.’
Preventing the unjust deaths of thousands of people is an angelic task. In addition, giving credit to the warriors was an angelic act, and the referee farmed angelic power sweetly.
However, it was a little disappointing that there was no angel power to hold the Western Revolutionary Association. Anyway, I thought it would end this easily.
‘You can’t believe they abandoned their base and retreated to the other side.’
However, the time that the referee interfered with did not move according to the original time.
Seeing children crying.
The terrorists of the Western Revolutionary Society were planting bombs on children with a determined expression.
“Can we subdue it before the button is pressed?”
“… “I think that will be difficult.”
Yumari muttered as he cleared away the remnants of the Western Revolutionary Association from the north, swinging a fist filled with lightning.
“Among those targets who have now retreated to the orphanage, at least two are capable of keeping up with our reactions.”
“Plus, they are so crazy that if they mess up, they will immediately press the button.”
Hongyue, whose hair was slightly scorched from the suicide bombings of the Western Revolutionary Council several times, spoke as if she was dissatisfied.
Hongyue patted her floating hair and looked at the orphanage that the Western Revolutionary Association had fled to.
“I think we need to maintain a standoff, otherwise the kids will be in danger. You see it in the movies, right? “Government negotiators negotiating with terrorists.”
The referee shook his head after hearing that.
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“… The Superhuman Bureau doesn’t negotiate with terrorists. That’s why there are so many deaths every time.”
“You can’t protest that. Then you just get beaten with a baton.”
It was unavoidable in an era when human lives were cheap. It was a time when karma was going dark, so there was nothing I could do.
“You can’t do this… … .”
I thought everything would be fine.
Save a lot of innocent people, gain a lot of angel power, and get good grades on the final exam… I thought it would be such a lucky day.
Special forces from the Superhuman Management Bureau begin to surround the orphanage. The remnants of the Western Revolutionary Association saw this and began preparing to commit suicide.
‘It will blow itself up as soon as the special forces arrive. If that orphanage were to explode, how many children would there be… … .’
The special forces, unaware of the referee’s intentions, hung a wire on the rooftop in order to rush in immediately. Immediately. Absolutely desperate.
The referee didn’t think about it, but concentrated the light of the Kwon Angel that illuminates the world on his right hand.
The light that illuminates the world becomes the light that illuminates only inorganic objects. The light that illuminates only inorganic objects becomes the light that illuminates only circuits.
With light that only burns circuits.
“The light of Kwon Cheonsa illuminates the circuit.”
At that moment, all electronic devices near the building where the daycare center was located stopped working. It didn’t just stop working, it was completely broken.
It was similar to the so-called EMP phenomenon.
Of course, like an EMP, a nuclear bomb exploded and the reverberations did not set electronic devices on fire, but the effect was superior to that of the EMP.
And the terrorists’ self-destruct devices were made of circuits and wireless. Of course, it was inevitable that he would be affected by the EMP.
While the terrorists are pounding on the disabled detonator, an angel breaks the window and appears in a flashy manner.
And the angel muttered.
“The martial art of an archangel that crushes villains.”
The referee, who rushed faster than the speed of sound without using a sonic boom as a fairy fighting trick, took down the terrorists with no unnecessary movements.
It took 10 seconds to clear out the terrorists who occupied the orphanage. Of those, 9 seconds were spent on the woman known as the head of the Western Revolutionary Association.
‘You’re strong… … .’
The referee, who had barely defeated the leader of the Western Revolutionary Council, looked at the crying children and shouted.
“Is anyone hurt?”
“Ugh… … .”
“Ugh… … .”
There were many people injured. Although they are all fans of the referee.
“Damn superhuman warlord dogs. “A cadet at the JoongAng Superhuman Academy.”
The leader of the Western Revolutionary Association, who still had the energy to speak, looked at the referee and cursed.
“Would a child like you know? The nobility of democracy? “How free was the country called the Republic of Korea?”
“… “South Korea was ruined before I was even born.”
The referee muttered bitterly.
Did you think that a dream-like story like democracy would be possible at a time when there are superhumans who are literally destroying the country single-handedly?
As I learned in school before my previous life, it was natural for communism, which only had good ideals, to fail, and similarly, it was natural for democracy, which only had good ideals, to fail.
The referee, who had never voted in his life, couldn’t understand why terrorists would risk their lives for something like this.
“You were born as a superhuman, so you don’t know what life is like for ordinary people.”
“… i know.”
The referee slowly approached the head of the Western Revolutionary Conference.
‘If I do this, I feel like a villain. ‘You are just terrorists.’
The referee bit his lip.
“I know how difficult it must be, and I know that it was bad that you took the children hostage.”
“haha. “If these children will grow up to become slaves to the rich and super-human, it’s not a bad idea to die now.”
“… … !”
Puck – The leader of the Western Revolutionary Council fell to the ground due to the referee’s party shaming. The referee clutched his sore arm and muttered in frustration.
“… “But you are also a very strong superhuman.”
And then the angelic power came in. There was no angelic power to defeat the leader of the Western Revolutionary Council. That can’t be possible.
I can’t believe I defeated such a villain and wasn’t treated like an angel.
‘This is strange.’
When the referee finished suppressing, only then did the Superhuman Management Bureau’s special forces begin to arrive.
The special forces looked at the referee who had caused trouble last time with disdain, and said this in passing with annoyance.
“Tch, things went completely awry because of this little kid.”
“Platoon leader, that’s confidential.”
“know.”
What on earth is confidential?
The referee’s mind was shaken in confusion.
One message that made the referee’s mind even more distraught.
The referee rubbed his eyes. Then he checked again to see if he had misread the message.
‘You blocked it for a while? The Western Revolutionary Association, which was targeting terrorism, was completely destroyed?’
The referee hurriedly asked his warriors.
“Marie. “The Western Revolutionary Association headquarters was completely destroyed, right?”
“Yes, Superhuman Bureau agents are currently making the arrest.”
“Wol?”
“Every single person who escaped was captured.”
And it’s a cow that says it first even though I didn’t ask.
“What, are you doubting my barrier skills?”
Clearly, thanks to the actions of the warriors, the Western Revolutionary Society was completely destroyed. But terrorism is not over yet?
The referee, without the slightest clue as to what was going on, gave his blessing to the daycare teacher who bowed his head and said he was truly grateful, and left the scene.
There were still terrorist attacks that could not be prevented.
fantasy,
