#Episode 120
The order is a bit strange though.
“Langwei.”
“……yes.”
“Is this water bottle expensive?”
“… … It’s not cheap, but you can use it comfortably.”
“Thank you. I’ll pay you back later.”
He grabbed the water bottle tightly and assumed a pitcher’s stance.
In a manga I read a while ago, a guy named Jasende, Sawamura, was in this pose.
‘I made a wall with my right arm and gathered my strength into my glove and grabbed it with a crushing force.’
I kept my eyes on the target. Dust and gore were rising, but it wasn’t hard to find the location. I could clearly see the figure of the ogre in pain.
I threw a water jug at that guy.
Paaaaang-!!
The water jug, which had stretched out at almost the speed of light, reached the devil’s face.
and.
Kwaaaaaaaaaaah-!!
An enormous explosion occurs that is incomparable to what happened before.
My body was pushed back, and Langwei and Lazarus, who were quite a distance away from me, were swept away by the storm and were blown far behind.
Phew.
I took a deep breath and cleared my throat.
This is a fight I don’t intend to drag out. It’s a fight I can’t afford to drag out.
It is true that the level of development of the area he spread out was high.
Even now, that thought has not changed.
If the monsters I killed in this space had been properly maintained, and if this space itself had been properly utilized, this area’s development would have definitely been more interesting than it is now.
It’s just that the area expansion was too high for his level.
Are you struggling against someone of that level? That’s even funnier.
I walked straight ahead. There was a huge crater. In the center of it, I could see a writhing, fallen ogre.
Even though I walked up to the bastard’s bedside, he didn’t do anything.
It was clear that the energy itself had dried up. It seemed like he had gathered all the strength he had and didn’t have to regenerate his body, but that was it.
The fight is over.
I just squatted down in my seat.
“Hey, you idiot.”
“… … Ah, it’s just like when I met him back then. Show me your face.”
Wow, his eyebrows furrowed. It’s an expression of seeing something he shouldn’t have seen. No, it’s like he heard something he shouldn’t have heard. Is this kid crazy?
He raised his hand and slapped the bastard in the face.
Paaaaak-!!
The bastard’s face fell to the ground. I lifted him up, grabbing his hair with my other hand.
“Stop talking nonsense and just answer my questions properly.”
“Oh… … That’s what you looked like. I couldn’t remember your face. My benefactor, the one who grants our wishes, the Six Paths of Destiny, please give me an answer. Please kill that human filthy bastard named Jin Shihou.”
At this point, it would be strange not to know.
This is seriously crazy.
“… … .”
I had nothing to say.
I stood up, letting go of the bastard’s hair.
I had a few questions to ask, but looking at the way you’re addressing me, I don’t think there’s any point in asking.
I am not a specialist in therapy.
Then it’s done.
I just lifted my foot and stomped down.
Plop-!
The devil’s head is crushed as is.
At the same time, space collapsed.
The desert spread out around me again. I picked up my watch and took a picture of the corpse of a goblin with its head blown off.
Then he turned his head.
Langwei and Lazarus.
The two men were now checking their watches, both with serious expressions on their faces.
I approached him.
“Why do you all say that?”
Afterwards, two men told me the contents of the watch.
The elite zombies have stated their requirements, and they are quite impressive.
I thought I misheard.
“I’m full.”
The two men nodded at my comments.
* * *
Yuha was in the same place as a rather unexpected person.
Jin Song-i of South Korea.
To be honest, Yuha and Jinsong had met once before. It was during the war with the apostles, and Jinsong was curious about Yuha. And they talked a few times and met each other’s faces once.
Just that much was enough to get an idea of the man Yuha was.
A man who really hates being bothered.
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A man with his own firm standards.
Ironically, Jinsong evaluated Yuha as someone who is not bad as an enemy, but not bad as an ally.
Yuha also evaluated Jinsong.
In fact, unlike Jin Song-i’s case, he had been receiving continuous reports about Jin Song-i.
That was understandable.
From the perspective of Yuha, who ruled over Asia, the biggest threat was not the Apostles or anything like that, but Jinsong right in front of him.
Although it may sound a bit like a threat, there is no word that fits it better.
If the throne of the Emperor of Asia is taken away, it will be Jin Song-i who will take it away.
This is high praise.
In Yuha’s eyes, Jinsong was a woman with firm standards for herself.
They will use any means necessary to achieve their goals, but if possible, they try to solve problems within the bounds of moderation. If necessary, they are so determined that they are willing to give up their own lives.
A woman who, if she is an ally, will be tired but still be able to walk together, and if she is an enemy, will be even more tired but still have the heart to watch over what he wants to do.
Jinsong and Yuha were now in one place.
And both of them thought the same thing.
‘… … I’m full.’
‘I’m full.’
It was likely that something like this would come out.
The zombie elites became intelligent and formed a union.
They brought millions, tens of millions of zombies, and proposed a ceasefire, but they demanded two things as conditions for the ceasefire.
The first one is.
‘Mary Pressian.’
The name of the elite zombie that appeared in Seoul among the elite zombies.
The first demand was to hand over Mary Pressian, who was currently being held captive in the Salvation Guild emergency shelter by Jin Shihou, and the second was.
Because of this second one, I thought these two people were full.
‘We will establish the Pressian Kingdom here. The conditions will be equal to those of your human nation. We will engage in diplomacy and exchanges.’
Perhaps the expression ‘I’m full’ is nothing more than a luxury.
He’s being cocky.
Did you leave any land to me?
Those bastards who are worse than rice bowls are now demanding that we give them a place on Earth.
It was ridiculous.
Yuha and Jinsong spoke at the same time.
“No way.”
* * *
In the timeless history of mankind, there has rarely been a time when the goals of the powerful and the powerless have coincided.
It’s the same now.
A zombie that looks like something out of a movie or drama has appeared.
Most of the zombies that appear in the media have causes. A conspiracy by a pharmaceutical company, a mistake by a pharmaceutical company, a terrorist attack by someone researching a virus, etc.
The zombies of today are different from those.
They just appeared.
They first appeared under the name of Elite Zombie, and anyone bitten by them, regardless of whether they were human, Awakened, or beast, became a zombie.
Those people then bite others and turn them into zombies.
Media and reality are different.
The ripple effect itself was on a different level.
In the media, it was said that you could stop it with guns, knives, axes, etc., but in reality, that was not the case at all.
They are the awakened ones.
It wasn’t just any low-level Awakened, it was A-class, S-class, and SS-class.
Knives and axes don’t work on them, and guns, for the most part, don’t work on them either.
The summit of the Abraj Al Bait Clock Tower, commonly known as the Al Bait Tower, located in Mecca, Saudi Arabia.
There were 300 snipers preparing to take aim at this 601m high, 3rd tallest skyscraper in the world.
And the British Awakener who commanded those 300 people, Isabella Kane, was here.
Isabella Cain’s unique ability is ‘Laplace’.
It is the ability to maximize the six senses of the ‘people’ designated by Isabella.
When the cataclysm struck and she first awakened, Isabella thought:
How can we maximize this Laplace ability?
What is the most powerful weapon in the modern age that can only be maximized by riding on a human body and controlling it?
There was no need to think deeply.
It’s a sniper rifle.
Isabella later created a private mercenary company and recruited employees.
There were exactly two conditions.
First, the rank must be at least S. Second, someone with extensive knowledge of sniper rifles and actual experience handling them.
While South Korea’s Jin Song-i gained fame as a gate structure, Isabella gained fame by sweeping away monsters that poured out when the breaks burst.
The bullets fired by her team members inevitably pierced the head of the enemy leader and easily killed other executives.
A woman who shines more outside the gate than inside it.
That’s Isabella.
She put both eyes to the binoculars.
My eyebrows naturally furrowed. It was understandable.
The sights I saw through the binoculars were so disgusting that it made me sick.
Those who become zombies lose their sense of reason. They are unconscious even when their internal organs spill out, their bones break through their flesh, and even their limbs are torn off.
They run towards people in that form and bite them, and there are at least hundreds of thousands of such zombies right now.
And there was a man leading them, and he was naked.
But it was so beautiful.
I never thought I would feel this way about a man’s body, the muscles, the hair, the facial features, etc.
Should we say that the epitome of beauty that humans pursue lies there?
Anyone who sees that appearance, which is a mixture of East and West, and not just a simple mixture, but a beautiful and even mixture, will react no differently than Isabella does today.
That’s an elf.
It’s so ironic.
An elf, the epitome of beauty, commands zombies.
‘… … This is a mess.’
That was the extent of the idea.
The reason Isabella and her sniper unit were waiting here was simple.
It’s a sniper.
I’m waiting now to kill that elf.
Slowly, the elf turns his head.
Isabella, who was looking at the elf through the binoculars, flinched for a moment.
It feels like I’ve met the eyes of an elf.
No, it wasn’t a feeling, it was just an encounter.
The elf was staring at me intently.
A smile slowly appears on the lips.
Without taking the binoculars off his eyes, he muttered softly.
“percussion.”
Everyone pulls the trigger at the same time.
Taaaaaaaang-!!
There was a huge noise that shook the entire Saudi Arabia, and the body of the elite elf exploded on the spot.
It goes without saying, but you can’t just use a regular bullet. It’s a special bullet with a micro bomb installed at the end.
The zombies’ actions suddenly stop.
It was flying into the air.
The head, upper body, and lower body of an elite zombie.
It’s divided into 3 parts exactly.
Isabella’s mouth opens as she observes through binoculars.
“Head, heart, groin, each fired in turn.”
The chain of command is firm.
As soon as Isabella finished speaking, the 300 snipers pulled their triggers exactly three times.
The time was also fixed.
The perfect aim of 300 snipers and the perfect situation are created.
