Apocalypse Tyrant

Chapter 105

Apocalypse Tyrant

How to reign as a king, not like a king, in the sudden zombie apocalypse.

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Chapter 105 – The Rock

Rock

Woo woo woo!

A golden light shimmering brightly through Seong Joon-ki and me quickly climbed up the Yedae building.

Kicking the exterior of the building that was horribly broken by Nam Do-yoon’s psychokinesis.

Pad-!

A pursuit that shoots in a straight line from the Yedae building towards the opposite building.

Nam Do-yoon hurriedly avoided the straight line, but reluctantly did not withdraw his outstretched hand.

His hand swayed back and forth to keep aiming at Sung Joon-gi, somehow repelling my pursuit.

“… Profit-! Yiiiiik-!”

Took-! Took-!

On the way to and from the yedae building in a straight line, a very weak punch hit my upper body.

I looked down at Sung Joon-ki, who was glaring at me with eyes full of blood vessels that barely showed the white.

Blood and crab foam mixed with the mouth that was spitting blood incessantly from clenching its teeth so much.

I looked down at the corner of his pale pink mouth and put my right hand down.

Poo-! Poo-! Poo-!

Sung Joon-gi starts convulsing again as he mercilessly punches him in the face.

“Stop-! Stop-! You crazy bastard, stop it!”

Deed Deed Deed—!

Again, the objects scattered around me floated and aimed at me.

However, I held out the shield in my hand casually to those desperate arrows.

Creepy-!

Floating objects stopped in front of my shield with the sound of teeth grinding against each other.

Widely-!

I looked up at Nam Do-yoon, who was slipping away like a loach, and stopped the pursuit of the Yedae building in a straight line.

“… Ha-ha-ha-ha-.”

Someone’s panting fills a very momentary void.

Unlike the first time, I relaxed my right hand while staring at Nam Do-yoon’s red light shining in a very light color and the sweat dripping down his face.

Dump-!

Sung Joon-gi falls to the floor at once thanks to his legs that have already lost their function.

Took-! Took-!

Nam Do-yoon’s face was distorted every time he touched Seong Joon-gi, who was convulsing as he collapsed on the floor.

Support position -! Support position -!

Nam Do-yoon stretches his arms out to me again at the kicking of Sung Joon-gi’s face like a cigarette butt.

As if to urge him, I slightly lifted his foot while aiming at Sung Joon-gi’s head.

Woo woo woo!

Nam Do-yoon’s red color returns to its original dark color.

However, his distorted face indirectly informed him of his situation.

The golden light that still shimmered across Sung Joon-gi’s body.

It is already a self-evident fact that psychokinesis does not work on Sung Joon-gi even if he gathers up all his remaining energy.

Deed Deed Deed—!

What Nam Do-yoon gathered his spare energy and chose was the land.

Nam Do-yoon’s psychokinesis shakes the ground that has already been horribly cracked and broken.

Due to his psychokinesis, the ground Sung Joon-gi and I were on began to move away from each other.

Seong Joon-gi and I, splitting in opposite directions, with a chunk of ground floating in the air.

However, he did not bother to follow Sung Joon-gi.

I just gritted my teeth and smiled as I looked up at Nam Do-yoon, who was casting telekinesis.

Nam Do-yoon, wary of my leisurely smile, spreads the distance a little higher.

Thud-! Thud-! Coo-!

That was it.

Lumps of ground suddenly lost their sense of floating in the air and landed on the ground.

Nam Do-yoon, whose red light was fading, entered through the weakly shaking vision.

“… Uh?”

Nam Do-yoon uttered a stupid sound as he looked down at the golden light swallowing up the too soft red light and his own body being occupied by the golden light.

Nam Do-yoon’s body began to slowly fall to the ground like a lump of earth that had lost its telekinesis.

Nam Do-yoon’s blank face, still unable to grasp the situation.

He turned his head very slowly and looked up into the air at him.

Only then did the golden cobwebs reflect in his pupils.

The gaze that had been focused only on Seong Joon-gi finally recognized the partial incompetence that remained like a spider web between the two buildings of Yedae.

Whee ae ae ae liquid-!

Even at such a moment, the body falls to the ground very steadily.

Namdo Yoon turned his head toward the ground again.

My face forms in the center of the field of vision of the guy looking down at the floor.

I mimicked his telekinesis and reached his hand into the air.

Namdo Yoon looked down at me and hurriedly stretched out his right hand.

“…”

However, my partial incompetence still occupied his whole body.

Chin-!

I couldn’t generate any telekinesis and my hand got stuck in Nam Do-yoon’s neck, whose ability was nullified.

I pinned the king of the white army who was caught in my hand to the ground.

“… Got it.”

Aaaaa!

***

“… Cool-! Cool—!”

A very low-pitched scream of boiling blood.

I shook the blood from the iron pipe and turned his head towards it.

The view from Sung Joon-gi’s head crushed to Nam Do-yoon, who was pinned to the ground.

Jerk-jerk-

I went back to Nam Do-yoon, wading through the distorted ground and the still thick dust.

The center of a small crater spewing out hatches in all directions like a spider’s web.

A rebar sticking out of his stomach skin and his eyes that were too blurry.

Kkeudeudeuk-!

“… Gurrureuk-!”

I stepped on his hand, which seemed to be a necessary condition for him to cast this ability.

Nam Do-yoon trembled and convulsed at the excruciating pain that would run through his whole body.

I silently looked down into his eyes, which were clear again from the pain.

“… How does it feel to be hit by the easiest way I predicted?”

Deuddeudeuk-!

Along with a faint smile, the other arm also stepped on the foot.

“… Kreurreuk-! Cool— cool—!”

Nam Do-yoon convulsed once again, foaming at the corners of his mouth.

Soon after, Nam Do-yoon coughed bloody and shed tears.

I carefully rolled my eyes and watched Nam Do-yoon’s miserable appearance.

The rebar that skewered him while blocking the hands and blood that was severely twisted and trembling.

And the ugly face of a guy who drips with tears and runny nose.

“Still, you’re the king of names, so why are you crying all the way down your nose, bastard?”
“…”

The eyes of the one who wandered everywhere at my ridicule were fixed on me.

I tilted my head with a small smile as I looked down at his eyes full of torn thread veins.

“Whether it’s the king of Amgun or the King of the White Army, you should act like a king—with dignity, Amgunnim.”
“… King.”

A severely cracked voice leaked from Nam Do-yoon, who opened his mouth for the first time.

There was a series of shouts he had been yelling and a distorted voice that made him aware of his overworked vocal cords.

“… Because of being that king, how many more people will you kill in the future?”

Nam Doyoon’s eyes looking up at me became clearer and clearer.

Reflection of light.

The last flame before death, which he had only heard in words, wrapped around Nam Do-yoon’s eyes.

“No—do you have that end?”

Cool-!

Nam Do-yoon vomited a cracked voice at me and coughed.

The blood from that cough covered Nam Do-yoon’s face.

“One world.”

Nam Do-yoon’s low voice calling me.

“I feel sorry for you.”

The blood-stained face painted a faint smile.

“Did you think that no one would know if you lived like that? Everyone who knows knows.”

Who you were

“… An orphan who struggles to fill the fence somehow because there is nothing inside.”

“A poor orphan who craves more than anyone else the affection and attention he hasn’t received.”

“Cool—in a world of fools, of course a fool like you would be the king.”

You do me

That goddamn king.

“Because I am neither Seong-gun nor the King of the Baek Army, I am Nam Do-yoon. Not for the first time, an orphan bastard mad at a name given to him by someone else.”

Cool-! Cool-!

The candle flickers as the man coughs up dark red blood.

I shed a small smile as I looked down at the eyes of the dangerous guy who seemed to be blown out by the wind at any moment.

Despite the blurry eyes, the desperate anger and curses that are shown while looking up at me until the end.

… Okay.

“Nam Do-yoon.”

I pulled my right hand back as I recited the name the loser beneath me wanted.

“That’s why you lost to me.”

Pooh-!

An iron pipe that fell like a beam of light and crushed Nam Do-yoon’s head.

At the same time his head was crushed, the white crown that had not left his head even when he fell down fell to the ground.

Ting- Ting-Tiri-Ling-!

The sound of the white crown and the iron pipe I threw at the same time rolling on the ground.

Took-!

After rolling for a while, I stopped and looked at the white crown, then looked down.

Tring-!

[Murder of the pretender ‘Seonggun’.]

[You have obtained the blood of the pretender.]

Nam Do-yoon’s blood stains my feet before I know it.

Ugh-!

At the same time the blood soaked into my feet, the white crown that had rolled away slowly rose into the air.

Tring-!

[King of the Baek Army ‘Seonggun’ Nam Do-yoon dies.]

[Announcement of the final winner of Banseok University Capital Battle, Last King Standing.]

[Final victory in the battle for the capital: Black Army]

[Congratulations, you have acquired ‘City’ as a reward for the final victory in the Capital Battle!]

Tring-!

[Please select a name for the new ‘city’.]

Long messages and a somewhat unexpected question at the end.

As if waiting for my answer, I stared at the constantly flickering message window and slowly swung around.

Although it was horribly damaged in the aftermath of the battle, the view of the art college, which is now familiar to the eye.

And beyond that, the library, the College of Education, the College of Humanities, and the College of Agriculture.

And beyond…

The name of the capital may have already been decided.

“… Rock.”

[The Rock.]

The name of the city engraved in the message as if asking for my quiet recitation.

Ugh-!

With a sudden resonant sound, the black crown on top of her head flew to the white crown floating in the air.

At the same time, the black blood flowing out of my body and the red blood of Nam Do-yoon being sucked into the white crown.

The white crown floating in the air slowly turned to a deep black.

Tring-!

[The capital city, the blood of the true name ‘Amgun’, the blood of the true name ‘Seonggun’.]

[Meet the prerequisites for the ‘declaration of entry into the palace’, which is the fate of the true person only.]

[Declaration of the tyrant’s entry into the palace begins in the capital ‘Ranseok’!]

Faaaaat-!

The two crowns and the crown with the blood of the two pretenders rose up into the sky.

The black crown that quickly became a black dot and hung right in the middle of the sky—

Pop-! Pop-!

It turned into black and red fireworks and embroidered the sky.

Clumps of light celebrating something with a color that contrasts so much with the blue sky.

Pop-! Pop-!

“…”

I blankly looked up at the fireworks in the sky and lowered my gaze.

Against the blue sky, the ruined floor and two corpses lying there.

It was a fireworks display alone, without Koh Jang-hoon, Cha Seol-hee, or Cha Ha-yan.

It was only natural that he forbade all of them to come here in the first place.

That someone you know dies.

And the fact that the person who killed the person he knew was someone close to him is not a problem that can be easily solved.

Even if it wasn’t Cha Ha-yeon, for some reason, I felt comfortable being alone now.

So, I turned my head toward the sky again with a faint smile on my face.

I continued to appreciate the modest fireworks display with the two corpses.

Pop-! Pop-!

[The tyrant’s palace is built in his capital!]

[A new king proclaims the human realm!]

[A treasure worthy of the title to the new king, not a pretender!]

Tring-!

[The first ‘national treasure’ is born in your country!]

[National Treasure ‘Banseok University’]
[The City of Beginnings and the Cradle of Knowledge]

Toduk- Toduk- Toduk-

Clumps of light that fluttered through the sky and fell infiltrated the entire university like rain before I knew it.

[Your national treasure is imbued with the blood of the pretender.]

[Power is created in the national treasure ‘Banseok University’!]

Thud-! Thud-!

In the midst of reading the continuously updated message, a thunderstorm suddenly shook the ground.

Doo doo doo doo!

The head that had been looking toward the front gate in pursuit of the footsteps followed the footsteps away from the university in an instant and looked around in all directions.

Tring-!

[The zombie wave that lurked in the restricted area is retreating from human territory!]

[A massive zombie wave moves its nest to a special reward area!]

[The national treasure battle is unlocked!]

[Territory Conquest is unlocked!]

Tring-! Tring-! Tring-!

Continuously updated system messages with non-stop beeping.

I turned my eyes to the sky avoiding those numerous messages.

Pop-! Pop-!

The firecrackers of special colors that still light up the sky—

Toduk- Toduk- Toduk-

Clumps of light still lightly tapping the ground.

I quietly closed my eyes, embracing the lumps of light that landed on my face.

Tring-!

[End of the tutorial at Banseok University, Eunpyeong-gu, Seoul.]

[Final winner: Han Se-gye]

[Congratulations on your victory!]

[Your blood becomes a little nobler.]

[Unlock the Common Authority ‘Royal Blood’.]

[From now on, a temporary protection period is applied to the capital ‘Random’.]

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[Long Live The King!]

[Until your kingdom becomes an empire.]

Tring-!

[May prosperity be upon your rock.]

Rock.

Apocalypse Tyrant

How to reign as a king, not like a king, in the sudden zombie apocalypse.

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