Kwaaa-gwagwagwang!
Each ti 'Battle Maniac' Jang Su-il swung his fist, the ground collapsed and buildings shattered, painting a hellish scene of chaos.
"Hahaha! What is this, a sandcastle!"
One punch, at most two.
Despite Squad Leaders and senior mbers—veterans—rushing in, they couldn't even buy ti against Jang Su-il.
'Impossible! How can he be so strong!'
'They said he overwheld Instructor Oh Chang-seong, he really is a terrifying Ma-in.'
'Without a vice-captain or captain-level fighter, we can't defeat him.'
The Execution Force agents surrounding him were hesitating due to his astonishing prowess.
"Hahahahaha! Wail more! Suffer more!"
'Executioner' Kwak Hyeok-jung.
The sharp hooks attached to ropes he created slashed through the air like whips, tearing the skin of Execution Force mbers.
"Aaargh!"
Between the agents writhing in pain on the ground.
Seok!
'Rusty Sword' Ha Jin-su passed through with nimble footwork, "lightly" cutting the agents as he went.
"Damn it, don't get cut!"
"Wounds from that bastard don't heal and rot instead!"
"Hehehe. This arm is quite nice."
Ha Jin-su laughed, wiggling his reddish-brown arm that he had created and attached in place of his severed one.
"It's a sha that Lee Ho-seung bastard isn't here. If I et him again, I'll cut off all his limbs and throw them in a pigsty."
"Ugh, stop saying such nauseating things."
A boy with a small fra shook his head and waved his hand as if shooing away flies.
Hwararururuk!
The writhing flas turned an approaching Execution Force mber into a handful of ashes.
"Geez, by the way, what are you all doing? There's nothing scary about you guys attacking one by one like this."
"That just ans they're desperate."
'Summoner' Yu Gangmin answered.
"Besides, there are already four who got their heads cut off by you guys while trying to command, how can they possibly coordinate?"
"Hmph, when you strip away one layer, they're just a disorganized mob."
The boy sneered.
[Yu Gangmin. The 8th Unit captain will arrive within 15 minutes. Finish up and withdraw before then.]
As Hwang Won-jae's voice ca directly into his head, Yu Gangmin shrugged.
"These bastards are fast too. Guys! We don't have much ti left! Let's hurry up!"
"Why, who's coming?"
"They say the 8th Unit captain will arrive within 15 minutes."
"Oh really? We're fucked then."
The giggling boy tilted his head.
"But wait, 8th Unit should be manageable, right? If it were the 1st or 2nd Unit monsters, that would be different."
"Don't underestimate them. Among us, those who can face a captain-level fighter are at most three, including you."
"Is that guy one of them?"
The boy asked, pointing at Jang Su-il who was devastating the Execution Force with his burly muscles.
"That's right."
"Tsk. Don't put
in the sa category as soone like him."
The boy clicked his tongue and turned around.
"Where are you going?"
"Didn't you say we're short on ti?"
The boy smiled.
"Then I should do what I was told and go."
His gaze fell on Su-hyeon, Seo Jun-seong, and Min Hae-na, who were protecting and evacuating citizens.
"Besides, I'm quite curious about that guy."
Jeong Su-hyeon.
The 17-year-old cadet in whom Hwang Won-jae and the Vampire Queen showed interest.
"It would be clean to take his head off while I'm at it."
The boy smiled.
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The evacuation of protesters to the rear by Seo Jun-seong and the ard police was about halfway complete.
"Aaagh, it hurts so much!"
"Please bear with it a little longer. I'll get you treated quickly!"
"Fuck! I can't feel my leg!"
"You will definitely be able to recover!"
Jun-seong, who was separately moving injured people unable to walk using his psychokinesis, wiped his sweat and muttered.
"Damn it. There are too many people."
"You there!"
A man approached Jun-seong and said.
"I am Im Jeongkwon, Senior Squad Leader of the 10th Unit! Where are you from?"
A physique terrifyingly trained at a glance, and large fists.
The na Im Jeongkwon was quite familiar to Jun-seong.
"Squad Leader Im. I'm a cadet from EFAC. My na is Seo Jun-seong."
"Ah! So it's you!"
Squad Leader Im Jeongkwon put his hand on Jun-seong's shoulder with an expression mixed with delight and a sigh.
"Damn, I'm appalled that we're in a situation where we have to borrow even your hands! I'm sorry!"
"It's fine. It's an ergency situation."
"Hmm! But you were doing such important work! Helping with the rear evacuation, as expected of delicate psychokinetic control."
Squad Leader Im Jeongkwon spoke as if he found it admirable.
"Then, if that's the case, is that friend fighting the rcury Demon over there Min Hae-na?"
"That's right."
"And the friend holding the sword?"
"That's Jeong Su-hyeon."
"Ah!"
Im Jeongkwon looked pleased to see these promising youths whose nas even he had heard.
"Good. Then this adds up. With you three, there's sufficient force. Moreover, it's truly remarkable that you were already taking charge of the evacuation mission before us."
"Thank you. Now it seems we just need you to give us directions, Squad Leader Im."
"No! There are no specific instructions! We'll help, so keep protecting the protesters just like now!"
"Understood."
"You've really done well. At this rate, there's hope...!"
Before he could finish.
Guooooo!
Im Jeongkwon's face hardened at the terrifying killing intent felt from afar.
'What is this killing intent?'
"I'll go."
Su-hyeon stepped forward.
"What? Wait a mont! That person is... for you to face...!"
"It's fine."
Su-hyeon answered calmly despite Squad Leader Im Jeongkwon's attempts to stop him.
"I'll block him."
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I called out the na of the small boy flaunting his overwhelming aura before .
"Noh Hajun."
"Oh my?"
His eyes lit up with an unusual light.
'Height in the mid-160cm range. Similar to Lee Yu-jin or Hwang Ji-su.'
He had a small fra, as if he hadn't fully grown yet.
'If I'd t him on the street, he would have looked like a middle schooler who hadn't completed his secondary sex characteristics yet.'
But the true identity of this fresh-faced boy of about 16 years was a Ma-in with power ranking among the upper echelons of [Sword of Belphegor]'s executives.
'He's on par with that Battle Maniac Jang Su-il who drove Oh Chang-seong into a corner while still having energy to spare.'
Kim Cheol-han and Lee Ho-seung.
The Executioner and Rusty Sword who had fought head-on with two powerful Instructors were also quite strong Ma-in, but those two were on a different dinsion.
"To know my na, you're really interesting."
"I know well."
I said.
"The na of your characteristic is 'Black Fla Dragon'. Literally, the ability to create and control dragon-shaped black burning flas."
By the way, how did the characteristic na end up as Black Fla Dragon...
'Well, his personality does have so chunni-like aspects.'
But those flas that burn even mana are on a completely different level from the brimstone flas I faced earlier.
'Simply put, it's over the mont you're engulfed. Even my Mana Shield won't last for more than a few seconds.'
Probably even Hwang Ji-su's ice would lt in an instant right now.
"Does the academy these days teach our profiles too?"
"Is that important?"
Sreung.
The graphite-colored Moonless Sword, which hadn't lost a tooth despite cutting down nurous demonic beasts and Ma-in, left its scabbard.
"Hey, are you really going to fight ?"
"Do I look like I can't?"
"Hahaha. No, you don't."
Noh Hajun wiggled his small hand.
"Fine. There's fun in killing those who resist."
Noh Hajun's reaction was by no ans arrogance or carelessness.
It rely reflected the large power gap that existed between him and
right now.
But.
'I might not be able to win, but I can survive.'
And if I could reduce casualties and buy ti by keeping him occupied.
Then their objective would once again be pushed further away.
"I'll turn you into ashes."
Black flas flickered from Noh Hajun's right hand, forming the shape of a dragon.
The mont that covers the protesters, it's over.
Protesters burning, lting, and turning to ashes.
What kind of shock would that create for citizens watching on TV from their living rooms?
"If you can."
Therefore, I needed to sohow draw his attention and move to a place without people.
Tadadadak!
Towards
as I leapt away, kicking off the air.
Kyaooo!
The Black Fla Dragon he shot opened its jaws and lunged at .
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The tragedy at Gwanghwamun Square was being broadcast nationwide through TV.
"Su-hyeon!"
Lee Yu-jin, who was preparing for sword practice, was greatly surprised to see Su-hyeon on TV.
'Why is Su-hyeon there? And those Ma-in...'
How could she forget those faces?
[Sword of Belphegor], who had attacked the academy and spilled much blood.
Those faces she had seen that day were now staining Gwanghwamun Square with blood.
'And it seems Jun-seong and Hae-na-sunbae are there too.'
She didn't know why the three were together.
'It's too dangerous.'
The evacuation mission is a perilous task that easily draws the enemies' attention.
"Sothing terrible has happened."
"Grandfather!"
Yu-jin exclaid with a delighted face at the Sword God's voice from behind.
"If Grandfather goes, even [Sword of Belphegor] would no longer be able to rampage!"
"......"
But the Sword God's expression was grimly set.
"It's already too late. Even if this old man goes as fast as possible from here, it's obvious the situation will be completely resolved before I arrive."
"That can't be."
Moreover, it wasn't as easy as one might think for him—an S-rank hunter who had essentially withdrawn from the front lines—to move without even a cooperation request.
'Ho-seung had already been dispatched. The one leading [Sword of Belphegor] is quite a cunning scher.'
Even to him, who had wielded a sword on battlefields all his life, there was sothing unusual about the way those Ma-in were acting.
"Don't worry too much. Cheong-myeong will probably arrive in ti."
"Ah! Uncle!"
Yu-jin's eyes widened.
"Was he nearby?"
"Yes. I heard that until yesterday, he was conducting operations in northern Gyeonggi."
"If Uncle goes, I can rest easy."
"Of course."
The Sword God, after patting his granddaughter's head, looked at the TV with a serious face.
'Is this the end of the peaceful era too?'
The recent political situation was clearly not normal.
As if one era was ending and a new one arriving...
'Perhaps my friend Jeongap was right after all.'
Recalling his friend's face, he looked worriedly at his granddaughter who would have to navigate these difficult tis ahead.
'If only I were 20 years younger.'
Though there was no end to the realms of swordsmanship yet to be explored.
His increasingly frail body was not what it used to be.
'But if they can't overco even this level of crisis, they won't be able to cope with the chaos to co. It's ti for the young pillars who haven't experienced the age of chaos to step up.'
While he was lost in thought.
The image of the Ma-in facing Su-hyeon was zood in on the screen.
"Hmm?"
The Sword God's expression grew serious.
'That child looks familiar. ...Could it be?'
Before long, he recalled his identity.
"That one is dangerous!"
He said with a grave face.
"Yu-jin. Do you know that Ma-in?"
"No. I don't recognize him. It's a face I've never seen before."
"That makes sense."
"Is he a strong Ma-in?"
"His nickna is 'Little Evil Demon'. Despite not yet reaching the age of majority, he has turned countless Execution Force mbers into ashes."
"...!"
"Above all, his madness and bloodlust are of a different nature from those of other Ma-in. In fact, two Squad Leaders from the 11th Unit led by Cheong-myeong were also killed by him."
"That can't be."
"That child's threat level may be the highest among all the Ma-in gathered in that square."
"Then Su-hyeon will!"
"Yes, he's in danger."
The Sword God declared firmly.
"This one is on a different level from any Ma-in you've faced so far."
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