Chapter 29 – An Eye for an Eye (6)

“You say you can survive that attack…?”
“A great blessing…”

The slashing of Du Blanc that Tibo China saw exceeded her expectations to the point that she had to revise all the information she had about him.

That’s why he was angry at the act of trying to break the request. Because I didn’t think Yoochun would survive after being hit by that.

However, seeing DuBlanc’s flustered voice and Yoochun holding the blade intact, I was surprised that there could be a Gaho with such outstanding performance.

But then it ended in a surprise. That level could have been if it was really the best protection.

Rather, DuBlanc’s second attack was even more surprising.

That huge flame sword. Looking at it, I could definitely see why he had that uncontrollable beast-like creature with him.

If it was that level of destructive power, it was definitely the power of a top ranker. Considering that I was barely a mid-level ranker when I was saved by him, it was an unbelievable growth rate.

In the aftermath of that huge heatwave, 20% of the barrier-type spells were destroyed and she was unable to vent her anger, but Tibochina realized that DuBlanc was needed for her cause, so she decided to endure it.

“I’m sure he’s dead this time.”
“I guess so. But it was a great blessing.”
“Because that’s definitely a power beyond calculation.”

For tens of thousands of years since the end of the ‘Castle of Babel’, when all languages ​​were integrated and the system called the status window came out, countless geniuses have studied the incomprehensible power of divine protection in various ways. One of them was the ‘Calculation of Family Protection’.

After converting the power and conditions of protection into numbers through a complicated process, it is calculated as plus or minus. The core of the calculation formula is that all blessings in the world calculated in this way fall within the range of 0 to 1000.

In other words, it is the orthodox theory about divine protection that has been passed down from tens of thousands of years ago to the present that a divine protection with great power has such difficult conditions.

That’s why people from the Central World, such as Dublanc and Tibochina, thought that there would be conditions under which the protection of Yuchun Jeo had a limited time or power within a certain range.

“If you survive there, it’s not a blessing. Ha… That’s annoying. How much money for shamanic restoration…”

– I was worried. What should you do to be afraid of me, how to make you want to live, get down on your knees in front of me and beg?

“Uh…No mu, what…What…? Are you… Alive…?”

However, I doubted my ears when I heard Yuchun’s voice over the smoke accompanied by the frenzy, and when the smoke cleared and I saw her leisurely holding Dublanc’s sword with one hand, I realized her extraordinary mind. That the prerequisites were wrong in the first place.

“Wasn’t it Kaho…?”
“Does that make sense…?”

It is a calculation formula that has never been wrong for tens of thousands of years. You can’t be wrong now. That means that Yoochun didn’t have that blessing in the first place.

Then there was only one thing left.
“How many physical stats are there…”

Tibochina calculated what physical stats she would need to be able to take off a top ranker’s attack with her whole body without any defense or evasion.

“Lord, I must kill…”

The results were absurd.

In the past, there was an incident in which King Ord of Giants received an arrow with his bare body from Yura, a high ranker and direct secretary of Arbella, the God of War.

Yura, who accurately hit the street with a howitzer almost a city in between, was also amazing, but the giant king who blocked that meteor-like attack with his bare body was also a monster.

Yuchun’s appearance now gave the same feeling as that giant king.

Of course, there was an insurmountable difference between Du Blanc’s swordsmanship and Yura’s arrows, but considering that Yuchun didn’t use her magical powers externally at all, that guy’s physical stats would be similar to those of the giant king. Thought

“That! Mouth! Shut up!”

At that time, in return for a powerful attack, Dublanc, who was in poor condition, suddenly showed tremendous strength and escaped from Yoochun’s hands.

As if to say that this is not the end yet. After stepping back and raising the sword in a straight line above the top of his head, he created a flame storm that was more powerful than before and compressed it to the limit.

And everyone was astonished at the appearance of the Sword River, the dreamlike season of all swordsmen.

“Sword steel?!”
“Ho! Was Dublanc that strong?”
“It’s amazing… It will be of great help to the lord.”

Looking at the steam gushing out of his body and the swollen veins, he seemed to be overdoing it. But the problem is…

Quarreureung…!!

“Hey! Now is not the time to talk like that! That power! They will kill us all too!”

After all, it was unstable because it was the sword steel he created, who was still nothing more than a ranker, and the battle was broken in the aftermath of it.

If it were Geomgang, it would be possible to kill Yoochun, who had a monstrous body but could not handle magical powers, but with that explosive power, everyone in this room would die except for the ranker-level bridal masks, black men, and the leaders of the gatekeepers.

“Dublanc!! Stop!!”

Tibochina shouted, but DuBlanc, who had already lost his mind in fear and anger, lowered the sword steel in his hand onto Yuchun’s head, who was frowning, and began to stamp it.

“Profit!! Crazy guy!! Are you going to kill us all too?!”

The barrier-type spell, which had already been nearly half destroyed by the aftermath of the Sword River, would not be of any help to the aftermath of that force. After thinking that far, she gnashed her teeth and tossed the talisman with the incantation symbol from her bosom.

[Summoning Spell – Impenetrable Shield]
A huge translucent shield summoned from the imaginary world covered the front.

[Summoning Spell – Shadow Puppet]
A black doll with no visible features appeared behind the shield and spread a shadow.

——!!!

The moment Geomgang touched Yuchun to his chest, an indescribable roar rang through the room.

“Kuk-!!”

Yoochun covered most of his strength to block Incheon’s damage, but the remaining aftermath instantly destroyed the barrier-type spell and hit the shield.

Kwagwagwang-!!

The shield hit by the fragments and waves of the sword steel is the best! Cracks began to form with a sound. It’s called an impenetrable shield, but that’s the law of the imaginary world. There was a limit beyond being summoned to the present world.

The shield that he defended two or three more times eventually shattered into powder, and now only the shadow puppets were left to defend the front.

Shadow puppets have the property of absorbing everything that touches the shadows they spread and moving them to the shadow space. Originally, this should have been infinite, but as a reward for being summoned in this world, more than a certain amount cannot be absorbed.

“How long will you just watch!! I mean stop it!!”

Tibocina shouted at the villains at the sight of the doll that was about to fill up and disappear.

“This shit!!”
“Creator! Protect your agents!”

[Hundred Ghost Nights Convergence – Ghost Fog]
[Barrier of Destruction]

The gray ghosts in gaxi masks drew mist and fog on the front, and the wall of black holy power, unique to the sect of extinction among black sages, rose above the mist.

Her gatekeepers were blocking the front to protect Tibochina according to their master’s orders.

Quqwagwagwang-!

In the end, the sword fragments and shockwaves that penetrated the shadow puppet collided with the barriers created by the Gaksital and the Black Seonja with a roaring sound.

*

Koo Goo Goo…

“Uh? What?”
“Earthquake?”
“Kyaaak!”

Residents living in Incheon thought an earthquake had occurred when the ground shook, so they hid under tables or evacuated. However, the Awoken who could feel magic were different. They were feeling

That a huge magic wave is occurring somewhere in Incheon. Guilds, villains, and even informants from other countries immediately set out to find the source of the wave.

“Ha-yeon! Where is the epicenter?!”
“It is close to us. The basement of the closed school in Gwangyo-dong over there!”

And it was the same for Yang Ha-yeon and Lee Ji-yeon.

“Gwangyo-dong…They say it’s dark under the lamp…I was made fun of by the villains…”

On the roof of an abandoned building, Jiyeon Lee glared at the map while chewing on her lips.

Gwangyo-dong was the only place in Incheon where the association had influence. Considering that the association’s Incheon branch is located where the old Incheon Terminal was located, there was no need for words.

However, Lee Ji-yeon was furious when she heard that their hideout was in the basement of an abandoned school less than 1km away from there.

“The shaman is better than I thought… The kids couldn’t find the location…”

As soon as Killian and Yoochun left for Tibochina’s workshop, Yang Ha-yeon asked Windness, a higher-level wind spirit, and Nouren, a higher-level land spirit, to search all over Incheon to find where Killian and Yoochun were.

Windness and Nouren unleashed hundreds of lower spirits than themselves and tried to do Yang Ha-yeon’s favor, but Tibocina’s concealment was better than expected.

In the end, the plan to conceal the space where the workshop was located failed as the magic wave spread before it could be carried out.

‘He probably came out looking for it in all sorts of places.’

“Ha-yeon, please cover up the magic wave for now.”
“Yes, I have already turned all of the spirit barriers spread across Incheon into it.”

Fortunately, they were located close to the workshop, and Yang Ha-yeon quickly blocked the leaking magic wave.

“But… The problem is more serious than I thought.”
“Yes?”

Yang Ha-yeon sent spirits through the hole in the concealment to confirm that the power of the villains in the workshop was beyond her imagination.

“The power of the villains is strong enough to exceed what we expected. There… I can feel the power I remember.

This self-righteous holy power that I have felt in the central world, and this dirty magic that I have felt in Korea in the past…”

Yang Ha-yeon’s green eyes glared at the location of her closed school with a bloody light.

“Are they dangerous?”
“Yes, Joo-joo. And one of them must be someone Ji-yeon knows.”
“Who are you?”
“Bridal mask.”

At those words, Lee Ji-yeon’s expression turned bloody. Gaksital, can’t know. There were no people in Korea who didn’t know those mentally ill people.

“I can’t believe it, but it seems that the mask masks that were wiped out at that time were small puppies. Those with powers of the same size as mine and the rest are A-rank or higher. And…”

“What about the rest of the power?”

“There are about 100 people under 30 who are slightly lower than that in three rankers. And one of the rankers is so strong that even the president of the association, the director, and I can’t beat it.”

“Nonsense…”

Jiyeon Lee was shocked. According to his original strategy, he thought that at most one ranker class, but four and thirty slightly lower levels of strength were enough to overthrow the country.

Lee Ji-yeon quickly took his smartphone out of his pocket and dialed his number to connect somewhere.

“For now, Ha-yeon, please continue to cover up the area and block access. Don’t let the flies get in. I will ask the president of the association to evacuate the citizens by moving the Incheon branch of the association.”

“Yes, I do.”

After that, Yang Ha-yeon mobilized all the powers and spirits of the barriers to focus on blocking the power coming from the basement of the closed school.

“Delay? What happened…”
“This is an urgent matter, Mr. Please move the Incheon branch of the association to evacuate the citizens.”
“…Summarize.”
“Yes, so…”

*

“It’s serious… There… Those baeksital bastards are alive?”

Hearing Jiyeon Lee’s report, Manseong Lee drool.

“The president of the association is urgent. Right now, we need to mobilize the members of the Incheon Branch Association and the police to evacuate the citizens. And please allow us to go and help Yoochun and Killian.”

“The members of the association will make a move right away, and I will contact the police, but I can’t allow Ji-yeon and Ha-yeon to go to help him.”

“President of the Association!”

When Lee Jiyeon was told not to help Yoochun, she screamed involuntarily.

“…He and Miss Killian are strong. It’s more helpful for you and Ha Yeon-yang to help from the outside than to intervene in battle.”

‘This is the first time I’ve heard of this kid…’

Lee Man-seong was surprised by Lee Ji-yeon’s shouting, which he had never heard before, but he calmly spoke.

“With those two, I should be able to deal with dozens of decent rankers. Because Do-kyung must have known that something had happened there. Will be in touch soon Then, I’ll take care of things in Seoul and send him off, so don’t worry and stay there. Got it?”

“Yes…Sorry…”

“Heh heh… No, we’re both busy, so let’s come back later after work is over and have a meal with Do-kyung. Oh, and if Yoochun gets in touch with him, please tell me that I am asking you to subdue him without killing him…”

Lee Man-seong did not forget what they had done in the past. All the more, if that head of state is alive and well…
Pudeuk-!
‘They should be put to death. In front of all citizens.’
“Yes… I will tell you that… And… See you later…”
Pop-
Lee Man-seong was momentarily dazed at Lee Ji-yeon’s embarrassing greeting.

“…What happened in that short time?”

I don’t know what happened in that short amount of time, but Lee Ji-yeon no longer had a hardened feeling like ice, but feelings like regret and shame.

It wasn’t because of anything good, but I was happy inside that my daughter-like child had regained her human form.

“…Think about that later…Chief Kim!”
“Yes, president of the association.”

“Contact the Incheon branch manager and tell them to mobilize all members of the association to evacuate the citizens near Gwangyo-dong, Incheon. I will contact the police. Ah! And those quick-witted mosquitoes in the media will soon find out that something has happened in Incheon, so give me my name and embargo all related information.”

“Yes, I will.”

As soon as her subordinates went out to do what Man-Sung Lee ordered, the smartphone that Ji-Yeon Lee spoke with earlier was ringing with the number of her father, Do-Kyung Lee.

“I said I have some free time now, so I’m going to get busy again…”

After sending Lee Do-gyeong to Incheon, he had to contact the government, guild, police, and media one by one, and at the same time, he had to prepare for unexpected situations in Incheon.

“Whoa, I’m old enough to get old, so what am I doing… I want to retire quickly and take care of that child, Kyung-ah.”

After Lee Man-seong let out a sigh, she answered her urgently ringing phone, thinking of her sick granddaughter, whom she would never be busy with again.