327. Trap X Trap (1)
Kim Jeong-ah took the leap as soon as the battle began.
There were three elixirs that Dr. Park Byeong-jun created day and night.
“Never eat all three at once. Never, please don’t do that.”
The number of pleas was enormous.
Kim Jeong-ah respected the doctor.
She only took two of the three pills.
One is a regeneration potion, the other is a strength potion.
It was similar to the drug of immortality, but its effects were incomparable.
This is a drug that allows ordinary people to fight like special species.
The regeneration potion only lasts for 5 minutes, but it grants immortal regeneration. I’ve heard that it reduces your lifespan, but if you were worried about your lifespan being reduced, you wouldn’t have targeted Prometheus for revenge.
The same goes for the leap in strength. This also only lasts for 5 minutes, but it gives you the strength of a Transformer.
Although his body was damaged from taking elixir for a long time, his adaptability was also extraordinary.
Because of this, a leap forward exclusively for Kim Jung-ah was born.
Dr. Park Byung-jun was a great researcher. Half of the success of the leap research is his. And the other half was Kim Jeong-ah’s body that had endured with courage and evil.
With a gentle smile, the forensic investigator looked Kim Jeong-ah up and down.
“Normal person? I hope you scream a little. I can’t feel pain.”
The pain pervert, intoxicated with insensibility, spoke. Kim Jeong-ah thought that his tone was one of confidence that he had the strategic upper hand.
That was understandable.
Because this is Prometheus’ trap.
I didn’t expect the explosion to scatter everyone.
That’s okay though.
Kim Jeong-ah checked Cash Hippo’s bullet while thinking.
Meanwhile, the torture investigator took out three kinds of knives.
An awl with a curved fishhook tip, a crescent-shaped blade, and a straight blade.
He enjoyed using a knife. It was a better weapon for him than any other weapon, as it could certainly invite his opponent into a world of pain better than a bullet.
Bam!
Cash Hippo spits fire.
This is a bullet shot carefully so as not to put Ki-nam, who is fighting on the left side of the passage, in the firing range.
The torture investigator looked in the direction of the gun’s muzzle and dodged.
It’s a feat that any special species can do.
The Cash Hippo took time to reload and fire. It was a weapon that could not fire continuously.
Kim Jung-ah put down her cash hippo and took out her bow and went back down.
You won’t be able to hit it even with a bow.
The opponent was immortal. He would not be hit by a blind arrow while the sense blade was standing.
“Don’t give up. Keep going. It’s no fun stabbing a dead fish with a knife.”
The bastard walked towards me, twirling the swords he was holding in both hands.
Kim Jeong-ah looked at it, lowered her head, and adjusted her helmet.
The torturer doesn’t care about the pain in his own body. What a difficult opponent he must be, an immortal who uses it as a weapon.
Soon, Kim Jeong-ah and the torture investigator stood within arm’s reach.
“You haven’t given up, have you?”
It’s a smiling face.
Oh, you son of a bitch.
Kim Jeong-ah thought about that and stretched out her sword. The blades flew towards her.
Pok! Pok!
The blades slashed at each other’s bodies.
The blade, as straight as a slash, stabbed Kim Jeong-ah near her lung. The blade shivered and easily pierced through her sword-fighting uniform.
“Even a sword-proof suit will pierce through. This is psionic gear.”
The guy muttered. He seemed quite pleased.
However, the pleasure did not last long.
The swordsmanship is exchanged without any sense of excitement or defense.
The absence of pain does not change the structure of the body.
Even if you are immortal, it’s the same.
The two cut and tore each other’s tendons.
The torturer was a crazy, insensitive sadist who enjoyed the pain of his victims.
The bastard moved in the same way.
Because he also knows the human body structure well.
So it was a chicken race.
It was the same as having the tendons on both arms cut and having a knife stabbed into the lungs and liver.
Brrrr.
What is it like to sense the level of pain in another person?
I don’t know. However, the torture investigator rolled his eyes with joy as he swung the knife. His body trembled.
Kim Jeong-ah stared at it intently and then opened her mouth.
“Whew!”
Spitting?
What the hell is this?
That thought was fleeting.
Shudder.
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Even without pain, my body, muscles, and nerves that used to move as I wanted are now stiff.
‘what?’
It’s at the same time that I’m having that thought.
The half-crazy, normal woman in front of me smiled.
A dark green, murky liquid flowed from the corner of his mouth.
It was poison.
The torture investigator felt his eyes go dark for a moment. His vision was blocked. His senses were not responding.
It was a type of poison that entered through the nose and mouth and rapidly paralyzed the body.
I was hit even though I had a resistance to most poisons.
Shhh!
The torture investigator held Kim Jeong-ah’s helmet with one hand to avoid giving her distance and drew the knife horizontally.
Since I still have my sense of touch, there will be someone within touching distance.
Swish.
The blade cut through the helmet, creating a long gash on Kim Jeong-ah’s forehead.
Blood spurted from his forehead, pouring down his eyes and nose.
Kim Jeong-ah didn’t even blink an eye.
This kind of pain.
Countless days.
Kim Jung-ah imagined a scene where she was fighting an immortal, and a crazy pure-blood immortal at that.
It’s been hundreds of simulations. It’s a prepared fight.
Kim Jeong-ah bit the knife handle with her teeth instead of her severed arm.
It’s poison. I’ve been administering it to my body in small amounts to build up tolerance. I’ve built up tolerance on purpose.
When he learned of this, Dr. Park Byung-Jun’s face turned pale.
Kim Jeong-ah stabbed her opponent in the eye with the knife in her mouth.
Phew!
The eye burst open and a mixture of clear liquid and blood flowed out.
The veins on Kim Jeong-ah’s neck stood out clearly.
She braced her neck and drew the blade downward.
Hot! Hot!
The sensation of tearing the opponent’s muscles and cutting through his flesh with his teeth was vividly conveyed.
After inflicting a near-fatal wound, Kim Jeong-ah pushed the opponent away with her foot. The man fell backwards with a thud, and she pressed his burst eye with her hand.
Even though he took the elixir, his regenerative power was superior to his opponent’s.
“f*ck.”
An immortal with the disease of insensibility does not know pain. However, that does not mean that he does not know fear.
Kim Jeong-ah clenched and unclenched her left hand, which had regained its strength, and held the knife at an angle to cut the opponent’s tendon again.
Crunch, rustle.
Kim Jung-ah’s expression, half of her face darkened by the shadows created by the light beads, was extremely serious.
“What are you doing? I’m not sick.”
The torture expert clicked his tongue.
Kim Jeong-ah didn’t care. She cut off the opponent’s head with a knife, as if sawing, with a very careful gesture.
“Huh? What are you doing?”
Kim Jeong-ah didn’t answer. She did what she had to do silently.
It’s a saw cut through the head.
“Yaaaah.”
The words are long. There is brain damage.
It is a confirmed fact that if you break down the body of an immortal into pieces, there is a high chance of death.
Besides, if your heart dies, you die.
So is this efficient?
How could that be possible?
If you set it up roughly, it will play.
So, we’ll have to try another way.
Anyone who has fought special species for a long time has studied how to kill them.
Kim Jung-ah knew one of them.
He took a capsule two fingers thick from his suit pocket and placed it into his open skull.
“Ugh.”
The guy was laughing now.
Kim Jeong-ah silently picked up the knife and broke the capsule.
It is a chemical seasoning that hits the brain directly.
In the world of Arthur Side, there is something called a ‘nightmare plant’.
Just smelling it makes you drowsy, and if you accidentally chew or eat the nightmare plant, you’ll fall into permanent sleep.
And the sleeping person slowly withers away and dies.
It was given the name nightmare plant based on the testimony of a person who actually came to life after smelling its scent.
Chemicals that are close to the worst.
It’s the plant that opens the gates of hell to the human brain.
The funny thing is, if you refine this, it becomes one of the ingredients for a hair loss treatment.
Kim Jeong-ah opened the bastard’s head again and gave it to him.
Will this cause you any pain?
I don’t know. I just do my best.
The bastard’s body shook as if he was having an epileptic fit.
At least he seemed to be having a pretty good dream. His worst nightmare would probably continue until the very end.
“Krrrrr.”
The bubble will burst soon. But it is still immortal. It will not die in an instant.
I liked that.
Just in case.
Kim Jeong-ah carefully cut off the opponent’s limbs.
Although the strength boost effect was reduced, it was not lacking in strength to cut down an immortal who was incapacitated.
Kim Jeong-ah muttered to herself as she cut with her knife.
‘Now one.’
It was a small revenge that I had been waiting for for a long time.
She was satisfied.
I liked it even more because the blood flowing from the burst eye of the fallen immortal looked like tears.
Bubbles, shaking, and sometimes even screaming in her sleep.
I liked everything.
It was that kind of moment.
Pot.
For a moment, a bright light shot into my eyes.
“State your affiliation and name.”
And then there’s the voice. It’s a poor pronunciation. In other words, it’s not Korean.
If they were the enemy, it would have been difficult.
Kim Jeong-ah thought so with satisfaction. It was the same for Gi-nam.
Although they were not incapacitated for combat, they were in bad shape due to the aftermath of a rather fierce battle.
* * *
The moment the explosion occurred, Hye-min felt a hand pushing her.
‘That idiot.’
Would Kang Hye-min die in an explosion like that?
There’s no way that’s possible.
But why are you rushing at me, ignoring my body?
Everyone knows that when the explosion happened, the one who moved the fastest was Gwang-ik.
That he pushed away those around him and suffered the aftermath of the explosion alone.
“after.”
Hye-min shook off her worries with a single exhale.
Everyone will be similar to you.
“Why? Because I’m worried about Gwangik?”
Dong-Hoon spoke from the side. They were both pushed together when the explosion occurred.
“little bit.”
“You already knew all this. This much should be considered within the expected range.”
“i know.”
It wasn’t a harsh tone. In any case, what needs to be done must be done.
“Okay, then just wait a minute.”
Dong-Hoon opened his mouth, shook off the dirt on his suit, and turned on his infrared vision by manipulating his helmet.
In the darkness, the outline of the object appeared as a white line.
There are no moving objects.
The ending didn’t end with a chain of explosions that blew up the empty lot and buried everyone alive.
‘All the guys gathered in the empty lot are probably dead.’
No matter how you look at it, those guys are doomed to fail.
Even if he was the one who planned this, he would avoid ending up buried alive.
What kind of guy is Yoo Kwang-ik?
It won’t kill you to this extent. Even if you were buried in the mountain, you’d probably be able to escape.
More than anything.
‘If you hid the explosives to that extent, I would have noticed it already.’
It is a clever trap where the location and amount of explosives are controlled.
‘There must be an intention to kill two birds with one stone.’
No matter what anyone says, the special species that a group of mad scientists would want to dissect, all time number one, is Gwangik.
And there’s also this kid, Mana user Kang Hye-min.
I’m going to get a little greedy.
‘By the way, isn’t this a bit large for something that only Prometheus is attacking?’
Dong-Hoon’s thoughts drifted away as he looked around for a moment and knocked on the wall.
“The wall here is a bit thin, let’s break through it.”
It wasn’t inside the passage, but rather a hole created by the aftermath of the explosion.
It seems like the people who dug it before have dug it here and there like ant holes, but somehow it hasn’t completely collapsed.
‘Well, I guess he must have been making a fuss about this and that.’
It was probably intended to be used as an operational base in the future.
Dong-Hoon found out that most of his guesses were correct.
Since the blood of an immortal is thin, the answer will come if you follow the logical flow, even if you don’t rely on intuition.
It wasn’t for nothing that they called it Brain.
“That wall? Should I blow it up?”
“You want to be buried here with me? Isn’t that what Gwangik likes?”
“Don’t hang out with Gwangik Oppa too much. You’re starting to resemble him in speech.”
It wasn’t a very pleasant evaluation.
“Is that so?”
“yes.”
“I’ll be careful.”
“Please do that.”
“I will definitely do it.”
Dong-Hoon spoke and banged his fist on one wall.
If there’s an explosion, everything might collapse.
‘Is this something I can break with my hands?’
Dong-Hoon started digging the wall with his hands.
Then he turned on the holographic map.
This is a satellite map that I uploaded a while ago.
Based on this and the scene in the empty lot he had seen earlier, Dong-Hoon drew a new map in his head.
‘It must be an ant hole.’
There was a high probability that the tunnels were connected to routes that were not visible on the map.
Dong-Hoon started to rise upwards as he searched for the place where the soil had collapsed.
“It’s not a good view to go up to.”
As we dug the hole, the slope became steeper. Hye-min, who was following behind, said.
“So s*xy… … .”
Dong-hoon, who remembered the story about Gwang-ik becoming more and more like him, changed his words.
“I’m sorry. Please bear with it.”
After saying that, I dug a hole upward. I felt like a mole.
It was fortunate that the helmet and suit were intact.
‘It’s half thanks to Gwangik.’
At the last moment, thanks to Gwangik absorbing the aftermath of the explosion with his body, no one was seriously injured.
‘How deep is this tunnel?’
It wasn’t dozens of floors underground.
As I went up, I came across a space where I could catch my breath.
It looked like a passageway used by terrorists.
The ceiling was high enough to stand with your head held high, and it was wide enough for three or four adults to stand.
It couldn’t have been the place that connected to the passage I saw in the empty lot.
‘Because I came up.’
I couldn’t conceive of a perfect map in my head.
I don’t have much knowledge of the terrain for that. Still, I’ve roughly memorized the path I’ve taken so far.
At the same time, I had to figure out which way to go.
‘I wonder if there’s a signal coming from somewhere?’
Communication has been down for a while now.
“Over there!”
“Jaaaaamnmaaaaan!”
It was a moment when I decided on a direction and started walking with my thoughts.
At the back of the passage, there was a flash of light and a voice, as if someone was running with a flashlight.
“I don’t know that voice.”
Donghoon said.
“It’s really urgent. Let’s wait.”
Hyemin answered.
Dong-Hoon also nodded.
This is Prometheus’ trap.
If it were me, I would choose to hit rather than store.
That’s for sure and you’ll get a lot out of it after the job is done.
If communication doesn’t work, they’ll probably do some jamming, so that’s what’s going to happen.
‘Then those who come at this timing.’
Even if I get beaten to death, I can’t be considered an ally.
Soon, those who had shouted appeared, shining their flashlights, and soon came into view.
“Oh my, I almost ran out of crucible.”
A middle-aged woman in mountaineering clothes with long black hair.
And then there are three guys who look like mercenaries with guns.
They looked like one team.
That one group wasn’t the end.
The other group is an old man in a round hat and mountaineering suit, and three mercenaries.
“Is that him? Right?”
The old man looked at Hye-min and asked.
“That’s right, brother. It was really hard to find.”
The middle-aged woman said, wiping the sweat from the old man’s forehead with her sleeve.
“It’s messy, I’ll do it.”
“Hey, it’s okay.”
They were talking and laughing like an adulterous couple who met at a hiking club.
