Chapter 89 – High Ranker (5)

There was a time when I tried to handle a sword. To keep from unintentionally destroying everything, they resorted to weaker tools to control their power.

However, Yoochun realized it after dealing with it a few times. Just as a rabbit eats grass, a lion must eat meat.

What do you mean?

That it was pointless It is still the same. What Yuchun needs is complete coordination, not control. Yuchun breaks the loose shackles on his own and takes his first step in a slow, normal pace.

Thud…

A faint but huge sound, a heaviness as if it had been pulled up from the bottom of the invisible depths of the sea, spreads far and wide from the depths centered on Yoochun’s feet.

And the government that followed.

The surrounding scenery began to bend strangely around Yoochun’s fist, which stretched out at a slow speed for the fly to sit down.

“Kuh-!”

It was an insignificant speed that could be avoided even with closed eyes, but the pressure of a huge power that forcibly refracts light distorts Raman’s electricity.

‘Damn it!’

It didn’t touch, brush, or come closer. The ‘power’ that just came out of that fist, that hadn’t even been released yet, distorts and penetrates the magnetic field that even quite a few rankers can’t penetrate, and at the end distorts and twists Raman’s electricity to reverse the flow of mana, causing internal injuries.

However, he is a high ranker class strongman. He seizes and tunes the backflow of magic to dodge the approaching fist.

As soon as he dodged, Yoochun’s fist fully extended. Seeing all matter in the direction the fist was facing disintegrated soundlessly, Raman howled with a pale complexion.

“How-!! You mean something like this could exist?!”

Unreasonableness that does not even allow anything to come. Rahman stretched out his hand to the sky in resentment that shook his heart, and the sky without a single light began to turn blue.

Curleung…

It is said that he handles spears, but the basis of Raman is psychic. As much as he practiced his spear there, the level of magic he had learned was not low either.

“Die!”

As countless irregular lines gather above Yuchun’s head through the blue clouds, the sound of burning air can be heard from the high sky.

A fusion of air magic and current-type psychic powers that controls the power of more than one person, the world itself.

The season of the natural psychic who killed the famous ‘Akati’, who was famous for his robustness, became two dragons, lighting up the sky and falling towards Yoochun.

Yoochun lifted his head and stretched out his hand to the sky.

“That is troublesome.”

If that thing falls, it doesn’t matter to me, but the power plant and magic stone refinery could go into overdrive.

In order to attune a great power, it takes imagination to match it and intuition to solidify its abstraction.

Yuchun raised the knuckle of his middle finger to make a vessel with magical power and put his power into it. As it lightly bounced in the air as if knocking, a colorless orb soared in a rippling line, annihilating the two blue dragons and dispersing the clouds at the end.

Gripping support-

The cold moonlight and the remnants of the electric current resonate with the air through the pierced curtain of the sky, and the reflected light shines in Yuchun’s eyes blue.

“This person…!!”

It can’t be like this. His season is not the kind of thing that disappears with just such a light movement. When he faced an insurmountable wall in this outskirts, where he had barely come to sever the oath of the past, beyond resentment, helplessness and despair gradually began to swallow Raman’s heart.

“You can’t sell your attention.”

Yoochun, who had no idea whether Raman had such thoughts, returned the sarcasm he had stored in his heart, concentrated the intangible and colorless power in his blades, and swung them from top to bottom.

Kagagak-!!
“Ugh-!!”

When Rahman blocks the intangible power that was hit like a guillotine with the raised blue scale and spills it, the ground next to him is cut straight.

“Gagging-!!”

However, the cost of shaking the heart was great. With a single blow, even though the skills innate in instinct deflected it, muscles and bones were crushed, internal organs were crushed, and blood was vomited.

“Director!”
“You son of a bitch!”

Seeing the miserable appearance of Raman, a being close to faith, who collapsed and spit out blood and internal organs, the rankers who had listened to his commands like machines so far attacked Yoochun as if they were trying to buy time somehow.

“You are here at last. Flies.”

Yuchun could have killed and crushed the rest of the rankers within 10 seconds, but he didn’t. With only two attacks from Yuchun, the port has become incapable of performing its duties any longer. He had to make up for that loss.

For example, it is a circular magic tool embedded in the chest that is presumed to have been able to withstand the clash between Raman and Yuchun.

That arc reactor-like thing seen only in movies offset even the power of the high rankers to some extent. An alien substance that cannot be found on Earth. It’s useless to Yuchun, but if you give it to other wings or Balto’s main forces, you will be able to get more benefits than the damage you suffered today.

“Die-!”

Determined to retrieve all of them, named the arc reactor, Yuchun stretched out her hand while being attacked by the woman who screamed and threw a thumping fist. Dozens of hexagonal energy shields blocked Yoochun’s touch, but in an instant, they were crushed with a crunching sound, and his hair tied in a ponytail was caught.

“Kyaaak!”

“One person at a time.”

The power of Raman, a high ranker, cannot be fully grasped, but the flow of magic tools can be grasped. Yoochun, who already knew that this thing in the middle of his chest was the center of all power, pulled it out as it was.

Kwajijik–!
“Ahh-!”

Of course, the process can’t be delicate. As the magic tools ran out of control due to Yuchun’s wicked power, the woman flipped her eyes, bit her foam, shuddered, and passed out.

“Reina–!!”

An even sharper scream echoed through the screaming rankers. The person who shouted was the brown-haired telekinesis who annoyed Yoochun.

When Yuchun turned her head, the emotion in her brown eyes, the same color as her hair, was her pity and urgency. Perhaps this slumped woman named Reina and that telekinesis were family or lovers.

Not only that, but so did the other Awoken bastards. I thought she was a machine castrated for everything but loyalty, but when this woman was caught, no attack came.

So Yuchun thought. That I could use that bond and love.

Of course, she had no intention of taking hostages. What Yuchun wants is a mire of emotions beyond fear, such as hatred and resentment. So that…

Creepy–!!

He grabbed the fainting woman by the hair and twisted it out in an instant.

Then, the mercenaries fell silent in an instant. Raman, who was barely recovering, was also included. I had seen countless cruel things in my life as a mercenary, but the sight of her head being pulled out alive, along with her long spine covered in blood and pieces of internal organs, was brutal and foreign.

“Ah…”
After what seemed like an eternity, the brown-haired telekineticist heard metal scraping at her throat.

“Re-Raina…?”

When he saw the head of the lover he had promised to marry separated from the body and bleeding, the telekinetic wizard Den thought it was a nightmare. If it wasn’t for that, I’d be falling for that indifferent devil’s phantasmagoria.

‘That, yes… It must be a dream… It must be a dream…’

Colleagues staring at it and the director in awe are all making faces that are unrealistic, so it must be so. It shouldn’t have been real. But even so, Den couldn’t take his eyes off the lover’s head, which was caught in the hands of the demon called Yuwon, and his spine shaking from side to side while pouring blood.

Then, suddenly, the head disappeared from Den’s sight. Yuwon stretching his hand up. The gaze moves along it.

“Ah…”

Then, spinning in the air above it, Den blankly stretched out his hand toward his lover’s head, which fell in front of him.

Quadduk-!!
“Gagging-!”

A hot pain rises in his chest. A lot of pain experienced. It was a penetrating wound, but it was a fatal wound that could never be healed. The speed of his head falling toward him gradually slows down. It was the first time Den had experienced it, but he realized. Perhaps this was a kaleidoscope, but he did not resist the approaching death. Because the meaning of life has already left.

‘Reina…’

Den just spat out his blood, and he stretched out his hands toward the sky, accepting the reality he knew he wanted to deny.

Kwajik-!

And Den’s consciousness was extinguished before the lover’s trace reached his hand.

“Hmm…”

After pulling out the hand that had pierced the telekinesis man’s heart, Yoochun turned his head to the others after looking at the fallen psychotronic man and his head in his arms.

“Cool-! This crazy thing!”

Truly a high ranker. Unlike the rankers who still lost their sense of reality at the sudden death of a colleague, they quickly came to their senses. No that’s not it Rather, it would be right to see that there was a deep and strong bond between these veterans to the extent that they were mesmerized.

‘Still, I can’t do this.’

The hound had not yet escaped the hunter’s control. They must completely lose their sanity and become moths to the fire.

“They were crap and idiots.”

As the emotionless bleakness and ruthless evaluation of his comrades flowed from Yoochun’s mouth, the eyes of the rankers slowly turned toward Yoochun.

“To be in love with a hunting dog, you need to know the fraction.”

After focusing his gaze, Yuchun lifted his foot and trampled the heads of the two dead mercenaries.

Puppy-! Puppy-!

“…”

When the head of a colleague who died right in front of him shattered as if he had been trampled on by a cigarette, intense emotions began to fill his eyes that had lost their sense of reality.

“Can not be done!”

Realizing Yoochun’s intentions, Raman opened his mouth.

“You son of a bitch!!!”
“Oohhhhh!!! I will kill you!!”

In the end, the hounds lost their reason to hear the owner’s voice, cut off the leash and started running towards Yoochun.

“Die!”

A young man with an oriental face holding a sword in the foremost. He was one of the most troublesome guys who covered Yuchun’s vision with his sword.

Shhh-!

A blue sword strikes down from the top right. Yuchun accepts it with his bare body, grabs the guy’s neck, twists it, pulls it out, and blows it off. However, even though one more colleague died, the mercenaries already had only irrational intent to kill Yuchun, not mourning.

Chew-!

A man with a huge shield rushes like a bull at the colorless condensation of power concentrated in his blade, and his head is blown off with the shield.

Kwaaang-!

The tall man throws the sword he was holding and blows up the wizard’s head while memorizing the casting.

‘I can’t throw away precious things.’

The reason he only aims at his head is because of the arc reactor on his chest and the material suit that uses that energy. Not to mention the arc reactor, and judging from the fact that they could withstand that much energy, it was clear that the material suits they were wearing were also of a higher class than the one Yuchun was wearing.

It seems that the telekineticist’s suit with a hole in his chest is being restored, so it also includes an automatic repair function.

Considering that the SRB material suit Yuchun was wearing was obtained from Libreth at the association level, that is, with the national budget, those were also products of magic science that were more valuable than gold of the same weight.

‘There are four left.’

Ahhhhh?

The mercenary, who looked like an assassin, attacked in dozens of directions by releasing the bandage that looked like a magic tool that was wrapped around his body.

‘Ignore it.’

Kagagak-!

It was a black bandage that approached by cutting through steel bars and concrete as if cutting through the head, but Yoochun’s already perfect body couldn’t penetrate even their masters. Puff-! While being attacked, it dug in and pulled out its head.

Three.

Behind the bloody body of the dying assassin, a sharp javelin hit Yuchun’s head. A skill that seems to have been seen everywhere.

‘Are you a disciple of Raman?’

However, there is no reason to care about the story between them anymore after killing two people who seem to be lovers.

Pan-!
I hit the spear blade with my forehead and threw out my palm to blow his head off.

Two.

Bang! Bang!

From the beginning to the present moment at mid-range, he turned his eyes toward the sniper who had accurately hit Yoochun’s joints. Tears of blood flowed between the optical telescopes, which appeared to be high-performance, with unknown performance.

‘That guy later.’

There was no reason why he was saved. There was no One was that the bullets that hit Yoochun even now, as if desperate, had no effect. Another one…

‘Because that looks expensive.’

If Balto and Ning are said to be the family, he is the head of the household. If Lee Ji-yeon and Yang Ha-yeon build internal stability, she herself works outside. That means you have to make money.

‘Then, I’m the only one.’

A person wearing a black suit and not sure if he is a man or a woman. Yuchun picked up a rolling spear and threw it at the one who seemed to be his aide, who was standing closest to Raman when he first came, and who was still the only one standing next to Raman with his teeth clenched and not attacking.

Aaaaang-!

“Keugh…”
“Hoo? Damage?”

Although it wasn’t thrown with all its might, this javelin was a type that only rankers couldn’t react to, with no sound even being heard.

‘I haven’t completely avoided it, though.’

If you wanted to completely avoid Yoochun’s attack, you would have to deviate at least a few meters from its trajectory. The arc reactor, which had created a shield against the waves flowing from the road where the still-swaying window had passed, exploded with a crackling scream, and the material suit was also torn.

“Gagging…!”

‘Was it a woman?’

The half-torn sports bra inside the chest of the guy coughing up blood from the residual waves that broke through the defense and the bouncing chest protruding from between them, Yuchun thought he knew what he didn’t want to know, and walked forward.

“Keugh… Back away!! Shallot!”

At that time, Rahman, who had calmed down to some extent, shouted as he slowly raised his body.

“But, Mr. Director!”
“Shut up and get out!”

Urgency. The urgency that was not visible even when the subordinates were dying showed the eagerness that was shown in the telekinetic magician who died a moment ago.

The reason I aroused their emotions was that I had the confidence to kill them all, but more than that, I didn’t want them to run away. Because I wanted you to lose everything and rush at me in anger.

It is in the same context that he did not bother to eliminate Raman first and aimed at rankers. I wasn’t sure that I could completely block the ‘last resort’ he had, like in the case of the white demon, so it was to make sure the most obvious parts first.

And I was convinced. A last resort that he will never run away from.

‘It looks like I’ve become a devil…’

Yuchun smiled bitterly, feeling that he was gradually drifting away from humans at the evil thoughts that passed through his head, but he had no intention of giving up his effectiveness against his enemies.

“It’s not helpful, so get out of here!!”
“Father–!!”
“Don’t call me father!”

Shallot.

Brothers gradually drifting apart due to the difference in talent and skill. So, she was a daughter whom she picked up and raised because her side was empty. She was talented, smart, and filial. That’s why she started taking her with her to her commissions and operations at some point.

I thought she was pretty good and thought it was a decent tool…But I guess not. Raman who missed the monster’s presence, who did not miss a moment in the urgency of escaping her, or her own daughter who turned her eyes away from the opponent she could not handle.

“Yeah, then it’s like…Gagging–!!”
“Where are you going?”

Pooh-! A blood-soaked hand pierced through Charlotte’s swollen chest. At that, Rahman’s veiny eyes widened as if they would tear.

“Is it really your daughter?”
“Cool…Ah, dad…It hurts…Yo…”

Hearing the still indifferent voice coming from behind his daughter as her mouth was bleeding, Rahman felt something in his chest gradually cracking.

“That, stop it…”

“Tsk…You haven’t been able to use it yet? You just wasted your time.”

Raman, unable to comprehend the meaning of Yoochun’s words as he frowned and opened his mouth, grabbed his trembling legs and stood up. She still had the power to shake her insides, but she thought of letting her daughter go.

“If you buy Charlotte and let her live…”

“There is no need for that.”

Cheak–!!

She tried to swear allegiance to her if she let her go, but Yuchun, as if he didn’t deserve to hear her, raised the blade of her hand and cut her upper body left and right.

“Ah…”

Hearing the sound of gut fragments floating and blood dripping to the ground, Rahman opened her mouth in a daze. He stared blankly at the man standing behind his daughter, who had collapsed and turned into chunks of meat.

‘Why this far…?’

Han filled her chest. And I realized that this is the heart of the weak. That Raman himself is the mind of the worms he has trampled on so far.

The man who killed his brother.
A man who killed his men.

The man who killed his daughter…

The demon covered in the blood of all of them looks down at himself expressionlessly and opens his mouth.

“How is it? Are you going to run away even after doing this?”

While staring blankly, as if forgetting the time, he tumbled over and looked down, smiling like a devil.

“Are we going to see the end of this? Huh? So…Crack the eggs soon. Rahman.”

Clink-!

As if those words were a signal, something in Raman’s image that had begun to crack was shattered.