281. Extra business
My thigh muscles burst. I was in a hurry and couldn’t control my strength. I thought it was torn.
Of course, it doesn’t matter right now that your thigh muscles are torn.
Narrow the space and divide the time.
I only had a very short break.
Cut off the team leader’s arm and cover his body. The aftereffects of the explosion came in the form of light and a pressure hit my back.
In the meantime, the young blue knight stabbed him with a sword.
There is no time to calculate.
I trust my fighting sense. Make judgments before thinking.
The range, power, effect, and form of the bomb exploded by the team leader.
I hit it all with my senses. Instead of wondering if I could do it, I made the move.
The explosion is a type of chemical weapon, not the type that explodes fragments.
The skin begins to dry from the point where the light touches it.
A pain I had never felt before hit my head.
ignore.
The aftereffects of light do not cover the entire battlefield. The scope was reduced to increase power.
The radius of the blue knight is about 1m, a range where the light forms a shape and gnaws away at flesh and bones.
It was fortunate that the range was narrow.
The thigh of my left leg was torn apart, and I kicked the ground with my foot.
Buuuk.
The sound of leather being torn is followed by a burning pain in the stomach. This is because he ran with the energy blade inserted.
I freed myself from the blade that was stuck.
My stomach splits in half and I gasp and open my mouth. In the meantime, the regenerative power was activated, but the wound was still too great.
Thanks to this, I had to show my inner self that I had never shown to anyone. Some of the intestines were cut off, and several pieces fell to the floor. As soon as what looked like a lump of blood fell to the ground, it rotted and crumbled when it came in contact with the light. Bubbles appeared and the flesh disappeared.
It hurts so bad.
No matter how much you train to tolerate pain and cut off your senses, pain still hurts.
Worst of all, I couldn’t control the pain sensation right now.
I jumped up and held the team leader in my arms.
“Crazy guy.”
The team leader’s eyes seemed to be holding on without closing, so I whispered in his ear.
As soon as he heard those words, the team leader closed his eyes. Half of the team leader’s body rotted in an instant.
This is the aftermath of an explosion.
And my body is rotting too. My skin tore and fell like wet newspaper.
My vision was blurry. I feel dizzy. Her breath caught and her fingers trembled.
I even felt my heartbeat slowing down.
I really thought I was going to die like this.
“Gwangik!”
I heard my mother cry.
The cry made me bite my tongue.
Wow.
A dizzying new pain awakens my mind. Thankfully, she didn’t faint.
I blinked. Tears welled up and I cleared something blurry from my eyes.
However, I could not see my left eye, only my right eye.
Still, I saw everything there was to see.
Hehehehe.
The Blue Knight’s entire body trembles and the process of disintegration can be seen.
The armor shatters and falls off. If I was wet newspaper, Blue Knight was like melted ice cream.
It melts, crumbles, falls into pieces, and falls.
“You can’t get close. “It activates when light hits it.”
Miho’s cold voice is heard.
It is said that anyone who comes close to the aftermath of an explosion will die.
Did this bomb work?
That means the same thing as saying the Blue Knight dies.
The name feared by humanity dies.
It hurts, but I’m happy.
“I am that child’s father.”
“come out. “If you stop me, I will kill you.”
I heard the bloody voices of my father and mother.
My mind flickers like an old light bulb.
The power of immortality regenerates my body. And it’s rotting faster than that.
What to do if one side of the fruit rots?
Should I throw away all the fruit?
No, just cut it out.
“knife.”
I didn’t have the strength to shout, so I spoke very calmly, and my parents’ feet, who were running towards me regardless of whether anyone stopped them, stopped.
“Give me the knife.”
I don’t have much strength in my arms. The feat of splitting a person’s body with a hand blade is impossible these days.
“knife.”
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After saying it for the third time.
“here.”
Someone threw a knife.
Boom, boom, boom.
It spins around in the air and lands next to your foot. It’s a jungle too.
Although it is not an adamantium jungle island, it has a similar shape. It is a weapon made of chrome or other hard alloy.
The one who threw it was an immortal.
Sensitive combat senses naturally convey information.
This is really useless information.
This combat sense also needs to be trained.
As my sensory radar was sharpened at every moment, my head started pounding.
He pulls out a knife, removes part of the team leader’s body, and cuts it off.
Creep, creak, creak.
They pricked the skin, cut the muscles, and ground the bones.
After cutting out the rotten part of the apple, about 40% of the team leader’s body remained.
threw it out
The light of the explosion still remains. I don’t know the principle, but it doesn’t seem to rot everything it touches.
Is it limited to living things?
I’m glad this worked for the Blue Knight.
If it doesn’t work, you’re dead.
Well, scientists probably did it because they thought it was possible.
Gambling is gambling.
widely. Jump, straight.
Cutting up my own body is easier than cutting up the team leader’s body.
Because it is easy to contemplate my body with my senses.
Cut with a knife. A cloud appeared before my eyes. A flock of sheep began to emerge from the clouds.
hmm? Why is the sheep coming out?
“mental! abhorrence!”
My mother’s voice struck my ears again.
I almost fainted again.
split and cut Repeat. Then she closed her eyes. Her arms went weak.
At the last moment, I had two questions.
One is whether the Blue Knight cub is definitely dead.
The question is, did you cut out all the light from the bomb attached to my body?
Neither of them were sure.
* * *
It is impossible to show the same senses as usual when half of your body is blown away.
Jungbong didn’t even know how long he had been unconscious.
That didn’t make me an idiot.
“After saving the team leader, Gwangik.”
Dong-hoon can’t even finish his sentence.
‘Why should I just leave it alone?’
would have died He saved himself and died instead.
The situation is simple.
He committed suicide and succeeded. He may not have seen the last of it, but he may have succeeded.
That bomb is tailored to the Blue Knight.
However, it was not a perfect fit.
It would have been perfect if it only affected the Blue Knight.
“Even you who wrote it will have a hard time living.”
The developer said so.
Actually, to be honest.
It didn’t matter if I didn’t succeed.
The end, this was my end.
Someone tore it off with a cruel hand.
“why.”
Jungbong muttered.
Dong-Hoon couldn’t make eye contact.
I didn’t even take a deep breath. I just look out of her window.
He looked away and even turned his body to show his back.
Soon, all Joongbong could see was the back of Donghoon’s head, which had turned around.
“why.”
Jungbong mutters again.
It’s grim.
The sun was shining outside the window where Dong-Hoon was standing. The sky was just clear.
It was a cloudless day.
There was a scent of flowers from somewhere.
Hilarious.
Donghoon’s shoulders trembled.
This is a friend who was rescued from the lab, kept in his arms, and then left for another nest.
Jungbong asked as he was leaving.
“Why are you there?”
“I saw a halo.”
I was crazy about fantasy novels, and I thought I had really gone crazy.
Dong-Hoon laughed and continued.
“I thought it would be okay to not raise my children to become criminals in this harsh world. “I didn’t specifically say that I would raise the test orphans, nor did I promise anything, but it just seemed like it would happen that way.”
Dong-Hoon raises an orphaned test subject. I poured most of the money I earned into them.
The words of the test subjects in the illegal laboratory are dark.
Dong-Hoon tried to embrace their darkness. He knows because he helped do it himself.
And Dong-hoon said that Gwang-ik appears to be the light that will tear apart the darkness.
‘why?’
Why would a guy like that get involved?
Jungbong couldn’t open his mouth and took his eyes off Donghun’s shaking shoulders.
I felt dizzy. It’s the timing.
Click.
There was the sound of the door opening.
Slur.
The door opens. Soon, someone stepped through the crack in the door and entered.
Jungbong saw the face of the man who entered.
“Oh, you’re awake? ice cream? Gwangik raps. “Slam, boom, yeah.”
Terrible.
Jungbong blinked and stared blankly.
“hmm?”
Jungbong asked a groan-like question and tilted his head to one side.
“Hehehehegg. why?”
I hear Donghoon’s voice. I thought he was crying when I saw his shoulders shaking.
Laugh. No, I cry. However, tears formed at the corners of my eyes as I tried to hold back my laughter.
‘The sensation was not normal.’
It wasn’t the same as usual. Jungbong’s body was recovering.
What happened now was thanks to great mental strength. So I couldn’t recognize Dong-hoon’s emotional state.
“Heheheukgeuk.”
Donghoon laughs.
“see. I said it would work, right? “When you just wake up, your body is not normal, so poor acting skills can also be used.”
The guy who thought he had knocked on heaven’s door spoke calmly and took the ice cream cone to his mouth and licked it. His hum is also humming.
I wanted to cut out my tongue. I wanted to pinch her nose.
“Puhahahaha.”
I wanted to hold back my laughter and then give up and kill Dong-hoon, who was laughing so hard.
“Hmm, kuhum, fu, hu.”
Behind Gwangik. Kim Jeong-ah’s flushed face was visible.
Jeong-ah is nicknamed an android because she never smiles and fights after taking an elixir.
A child like that can’t hold back his laughter to the point where his face turns red, and the laughter leaks out of his mouth.
“Pfft, sorry, big. do.”
Kim Jeong-ah said.
Sweat dripped down Joongbong’s forehead. He grasped the situation.
Gwangik did not die.
All limbs are intact and alive.
It was so fine that it was shocking.
It looks even stronger than before. In fact, it seems like his body has grown bigger since his time in the Immortal Special Forces.
His eyes were fine, and when I saw him eating ice cream, his mouth was fine, and his nose was upright and doing its job well.
“It was a hidden camera.”
Gwangik says with a chuckle. He looked very excited.
“You were fooled, right?”
Gwangik speaks again. The situation has been assessed.
Jungbong fumbled with his hand. I think it would be nice to have a pistol here somewhere.
If not, use a knife or a grenade.
It was just wishful thinking.
There is nothing to throw. They cleaned it up as if someone had planned it.
“kill.”
So I said it out loud.
“yes. “I wish you good luck.”
Gwangik wiped away his laughter and spoke with a serious face.
That made me even more angry.
“You bastards.”
Crack.
My molars are suddenly grinding. Are you making fun of people like this because you have nothing else to do in the world?
Aren’t they crazy people in the world?
“So why do you commit suicide terrorism?”
Dong-Hoon said and tapped his shoulder.
Jungbong couldn’t be dragged along by these kids’ paces like this.
He shook off his anger and said:
“If you can kill the Blue Knight, it’s a profitable business.”
He fought quite, or rather well, and became famous all over the world, but he was still immortal.
If one of those immortals was exchanged for the Named, it would be a good idea to make the remaining business.
“It’s a surplus business.”
Gwangik mutters.
Then, he dragged a chair over and sat in front of the middle bar, sitting upside down with the backrest forward.
Sunlight illuminates half of Gwangik’s face. The other half was in shadow, creating a shadow on the face.
“Was it right to kill the Blue Knight?”
“what?”
Jungbong asked back.
“I was wondering why you didn’t ask what happened to the Blue Knight kid.”
Jungbong felt as if lightning had struck his head.
Some say it’s a natural disaster.
Some call it humanity’s nightmare.
I’ve been living with the goal of hitting that bastard.
Is that right?
Was the goal to kill the Blue Knight? or not.
Was your goal to be killed by the Blue Knight?
Named, an opponent that cannot be killed.
What should I do if I want to kill him?
Was the last move I prepared really able to kill the Blue Knight?
I felt relieved when I saw Gwangik’s face as he entered the hospital room.
Because he didn’t die because of me.
But why didn’t you ask what happened to the Blue Knight?
Joongbong realized something from the words of a young half-blood who had come in as a new recruit and had been called crazy.
‘Because I can’t kill you.’
Everyone said that. But you can’t give up either.
An enemy of his wife and child, and an enemy who killed dozens of his colleagues.
Because he uses revenge as fuel to survive, he cannot give up on that object.
A memorial service for wives, children, and colleagues.
I believed that was the death of the Blue Knight.
So I deceived myself.
Joongbong’s complexion turned blue. The realization weighed heavily on his heart.
“He died.”
Gwangik said. It was a random word, but I knew what it meant.
“Are you happy?”
Gwangik asks again. He asked and got up from his chair.
“Please organize your thoughts and contact me.”
He says and turns around. Dong-hoon and Jeong-ah followed Gwang-ik.
Looking at their backs, Joongbong parted his lips with difficulty, really effort.
“What are you thinking?”
Gwangik turned his head halfway, looked surprised, and then opened his mouth.
“People have no conscience. If you saved his life, there must be something to come and go. Since I saved your life, you will sacrifice your life for me and work for me for the rest of your life, and from now on, you will treat me as your older brother regardless of your age, okay? A person must have a conscience. “Isn’t that right?”
The last question is to Dong-hoon. Dong-Hoon, who still had black under his eyes, shook his head and lowered his head.
“Do you want to do it?”
Donghoon whispered. Of course I heard everything.
“Not if you don’t do it.”
Gwangik smiled and answered.
Jungbong, who was left alone, had a complicated mind.
However, one fact remains.
Whether his purpose was impure or not.
The Blue Knight is dead. Joongbong slowly composed himself and said to himself.
‘It took a long time, didn’t it?’
Joongbong started with words for his wife and child.
He closed his eyes and started organizing.
My purpose, my thoughts, my past, my future.
It was time to reorganize and think about everything.
fantasy,
