Summon (2)
Black Dragon Society.
It was a name that had been overshadowed by the Bancheonhoe and had no real presence left, so it wouldn’t be strange at all if it disappeared soon.
The reason they are still alive and well is because they are a long-standing organization that has existed in the shadows of China for at least several decades before the great upheaval.
That too is now a thing of the past.
‘Black Dragon Society… It’s an unfamiliar name, but there’s a lot of information left in the database?’
That probably means that it was a force that was famous in the past.
The early days when returnees were just starting to appear one by one.
They were lucky enough to have one of their key executives return as a master of Hwagyeong, which allowed them to successfully improve their constitution and achieve considerable success.
There was a lot of bloodshed both internally and externally during the process, but that was nothing special since it was something that was always repeated whenever there was a shift in power.
Even the master of the flower kingdom who had overthrown the organization lost his life to someone stronger than himself before a few years had passed.
‘The important thing is that in the process, the Black Dragon Society acquired several unique characteristics.’
The most representative of these was that, among the mysteries, those who returned to the martial arts world and used ‘mugong’ were given more preferential treatment.
Of course, there were practical reasons for this as well.
For some reason, among the returnees from China, there was a very high proportion of those from dimensions classified as martial arts worlds.
In fact, considering that most of those sent to the martial arts world are Asians, it is possible that the Awakened’s subconscious may have some influence on selecting the target dimension.
‘It’s also true that vampires are particularly strong in Europe.’
Also, since their growth had stagnated upon returning to Earth, in order to become stronger, they had no choice but to interact with their peers and hone their skills, so it was not surprising that the Black Dragon Society was mainly composed of martial artists.
Well, in the end, it feels like we ended up being eliminated in a more futile way because we pursued such an extreme direction.
“···That’s why we decided that moving to Korea was the only chance for the Black Dragon Society to recover. The Korean Peninsula was an area that the Black Dragon Society had been strangely uninterested in before.”
The force of the Pancheonhoe deployed to Korea was nothing more than a drop in the bucket compared to that in mainland China.
So even when I heard that they had finally given up the area and completely withdrawn, I didn’t take it seriously—the black shadow said as he quietly lowered his head.
‘To be blunt, aren’t you saying that you completely ignored the blood alliance that came to represent the dark side of Korea?’
It wasn’t a new thing that the Chinese looked down on Korea as a small country, so it wasn’t surprising.
No matter how great the transcendent Phantom is, he probably wouldn’t be able to properly respond to a conspiracy as sinister as this one on his own.
“Yes, I definitely understand the motive.”
Heinz II nodded slowly.
The Black Shadow was the vanguard dispatched for that preliminary work.
If the plan succeeds and the blood alliance completely collapses, that would be great, but even if that doesn’t happen, it would be so that they won’t have time to worry about anything else.
“So what you’re saying is···”
The fact that a master at the level of Heukyeong, at the very edge of the flower world, was dispatched for such a mission was enough to show how important they considered this task.
“Are you saying that the leader of the Black Dragon Society who ordered that is right over there?”
“···Yes, Lord.”
However, we did make the fatal mistake of misunderstanding the other side’s capabilities.
Heinz II stretched out one hand and pointed to the city in the distance, then looked in the direction his finger was pointing.
Heilongjiang Province, located at the eastern end of China, and one of its largest cities—Harbin City.
‘Okay, then let’s go check the person in charge’s face.’
The night view of the city was beautiful in his eyes as he personally stepped forward to bring this situation to a definite end.
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The number of people currently called transcendent beings on Earth is estimated to be around a hundred.
It was inevitable that the number was uncertain.
Not only did not everyone reveal their existence and act publicly, but there were also many areas where it was difficult to contact the outside world for various reasons.
Africa, where countless warlords have run rampant and become nothing more than a barbaric land, South America where the influence of superhuman cartels has surpassed the government, and the Middle East where extremist terrorists are rampant, are places where it is nearly impossible to obtain information without special means.
All I can do is just estimate that the ratio of transcendents to the population would be around that level.
However, there is one thing that people in the world did not anticipate.
The fact was that in all areas where communication with the outside world was cut off, the same power behind the scenes existed.
It was only natural, since they were the ones who started the chaos in the first place.
Whether it’s Africa, South America, the Middle East… or any other region.
In that sense, today was a very special day.
Because it was the day of the meeting of the dark forces that had been moving the world behind the curtain until now.
The other side of the world is covered entirely in pure white marble, with elegant patterns carved throughout, giving off a solemn feeling like a temple.
Squeak—
With a small noise, the door to the outside opened wide, and a middle-aged Hispanic man with a stylish Kaiser beard and a scar across his eye strode inside.
He glanced around briefly and then walked straight to the round table in the center.
Clang! Clang— Clang!
With every step he took, a heavy metallic sound echoed throughout the area.
A thick metal armor covering his entire body without a helmet, a war hammer the size of an adult’s body in his hand, and a large, large-caliber shotgun hanging from his back and swinging back and forth.
As a fully armed man, ready to fight at any moment, approached the round table, a black man who had already arrived and taken a seat raised the corners of his mouth and grinned.
“Why did you make such a big fuss about appearing? Dictator Nari. Not like the last person to show up.”
Unlike his opponent, he had no weapons or equipment to speak of.
The only things they wear on their bodies are ornaments that look like bones or feathers woven together.
However, for him who had achieved transcendence through sorcery, these ritual implements were true weapons.
“Hahaha! Sorry about that! There’s a little commotion in my jurisdiction. I guess there are a lot of things to worry about in business, right? Unlike war addicts who just forget about the money you’ve earned.”
A middle-aged Hispanic man took a thick cigar out of his pocket.
Then he bit off the end with his teeth and spat it out on the floor, then he sucked in the lit part with all his might and slowly spat it out towards the black man.
At the same time, the surrounding air began to slowly become tense.
“···Huh! Why is a drug dealer bragging so proudly about making money through smuggling?”
“Isn’t that better than just fighting pointless wars and eating like piglets? Isn’t that right? Mr. Liberator, the so-called one.”
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“Meaningless? The number of people who have escaped exploitation through the struggle so far, the number of villages that have regained their freedom is countless. This dirty dictator… is he saying that our holy war is meaningless now?”
“······.”
“······.”
A cold silence flows between the two people.
That didn’t last long.
Hoooooow—!
A fierce storm swirling with the flow of strong energy.
The muzzle of a large-caliber shotgun charged with tremendous energy was pointed at the liberator, and something that appeared out of thin air sank its teeth into the dictator.
A situation on the brink of conflict.
“If you don’t want to get hit until you both lose, why don’t you stop there?”
But they weren’t the only ones there.
The two people’s bodies flinched at the sound of a woman’s voice that sounded somewhat languid.
A messy blond head that didn’t move at all in the midst of the commotion, just like before, with its head down on the round table.
But no one in this place could ignore her warning.
Even though they were also transcendent beings and were branch managers in charge of South America and Africa respectively, they had no choice but to be cautious in the face of an absolute power that surpassed all of that.
“Tsk, you know you’re lucky.”
“Ha! What should I say?”
Eventually, the two gathered their strength and sat down at the farthest corners of the round table.
Of course, even in that situation, their eyes continued to glare at each other.
Since the two people had polar opposite ideologies and tendencies, it was inevitable that friction would arise when they were together.
But, since our areas of activity were separate, we didn’t have many conflicts until now…
‘Oh, I think I’m getting tired already.’
The blonde woman, her head on the table, let out a deep sigh as the referee sat down.
In fact, this wasn’t the first fight she had intervened to stop.
It had been a while since they had seen each other, and there had already been several more clashes.
‘Everyone needs to have a bit more personality and self-esteem. Besides, the sense of camaraderie is at rock bottom, so how much worse must it be?’
It was natural that everyone had their own reasons for joining the Bancheonhoe.
Some people are in debt to others, such as having their lives saved or having their growth helped, some people think that it would be advantageous for them to join this side to achieve their own ambitions, and some people are scared or in awe of the absolute being called the Heavenly King, etc.
If only I could think about it, I would just leave it alone, regardless of whether they fight or not, but I couldn’t just leave the executives to decide whether to fight or not, as Huizhou had said.
Even more so because her equal colleague was away carrying out the commander’s orders.
And also···.
Her gaze turned to several empty seats, now empty because their owners were gone.
‘I knew it from hearing stories… but seeing it in person makes it even more real.’
Even though this meeting was convened directly by the head of the branch office and was a mandatory meeting for all high-ranking executives above the branch manager, many seats were still empty.
‘From the decree-giver to the duke, the scribe, and even the naga-ra-ja···.’
No, that wasn’t all.
Didn’t the executioner, who was second only to the lord in terms of force, and even the doctor, who was like one of the lord’s arms along with the Oracle, get defeated by those guys?
Also, since she was in charge of providing support bombing, and was only slightly responsible for the executioner not being able to escape in time, the current situation could not be simply overlooked.
‘I clearly stopped the bombing after making sure that the body was pulled out. Why on earth couldn’t you escape properly even with such a fraudulent ability?’
Either the executioner was incompetent, or the Masquerade was overly competent.
She, who had been complaining inwardly several times, took a deep breath.
No matter how much I personally disliked him, I had to strictly separate my work and personal life.
The enemy forces… if the Masquerade’s power was that strong, then they, who were at odds with them, also needed to quickly come up with countermeasures.
Squeak—
When you are deeply troubled with such complicated thoughts running through your head.
The door connecting to the outside opened again.
A dozen high-ranking executives, regardless of age, gender, or race, looked around the place at once, their auras ominous.
Since all the executives who could come had already arrived, it was easy to guess who had just appeared.
“You kept me waiting.”
And as expected.
From the direction of the door, the voice of the being that everyone had been waiting and awaiting flowed out softly.
“iced coffee!”
“The Lord has arrived.”
“Your Majesty!”
A vague voice that could not be properly recognized even by the judge who had sprouted divinity, that seemed like either an ordinary young man or an extraordinary old man.
She swallowed hard and wiped the sweat from her palms onto the hem of her clothes.
“Hmm, it seems like everyone has been behaving well. Isn’t it great?”
Then the Oracle’s voice, with a hint of laughter, was heard.
Looking at her furtively, it seemed like she had already figured out what was going on in that place.
‘You knew it all and you still left it all on me? You have bad taste.’
It was then that an unexpected variable emerged.
“Woohoohoo! It’s been a while, everyone! Have you been well? Oh… Now that I think about it, I heard the news too. The executioner… That executioner…! Kyuub!”
A cyborg who appeared to be a middle-aged man with brown hair who started off speaking in a high-pitched, raspy tone, then started sobbing as if he was truly heartbroken, and then started to cry sincerely, shedding tears.
It was the ‘Doctor’ who went into hiding to remodel his resurrected body.
“Uh-huh-huh—! Ugh! Ugh!”
While everyone was blankly staring at him at his reactions that were more volatile than anything they had ever seen before, the emotional line that was fluctuating did not stop there and continued to change.
“Ahhh! This is ridiculous! The Great Demon, the Great Demon’s body, is being stolen by those guys! How many experiments have yet to be performed, and to lose such a precious, top-level test subject like this!! I envy you, envy you, envy you! This is unacceptable!”
Jealousy followed by anger.
It was inevitable that the direction of grief over losing a colleague would be different.
After all, he was a man who lived that way his whole life.
“···Phew, that’s a relief. Just in case, I secretly created a homunculus for the executioner. If I hadn’t had that, I would have gone crazy. Hehehehe!”
And the end of that rampage was enough to leave everyone dumbfounded.
The Executioner had repeatedly challenged the Master of the Heavenly Swordsman on a regular basis, always resulting in serious injuries from which he could barely recover.
The doctor had been actively helping him regenerate every time, but from what he said, it seemed like he had already done all the experiments he could.
It goes without saying that they even went so far as to collect materials without permission to create homunculi.
If the executioner had found out, it probably wouldn’t have ended easily.
The existence of an artificial life form that resembled a divine being was in itself a weakness that could threaten the divinity that had been built up.
Now it’s just a story that has nothing to do with anything.
“Huh? Why do you all look at me like that?”
But the doctor just tilted his head as if he didn’t know anything.
“There is a purpose for which we are gathered here! Come on, come on! Let’s get started!”
Then he smiled brightly, clapped his hands happily, and shouted cheerfully.
“We need an operational meeting to capture all of the Masquerade members as test subjects!”
