Chapter 63 - Chapter 63

Chapter 63

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Translated by Jinmu

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Assassination is a comprehensive art.

Everything must be taken into consideration.

That's why Cossack always grasps the surrounding environment and situation first the moment he is summoned.

An action that happens out of habit even while greeting the Summoner.

The time it took Cossack to grasp the event venue was a mere 3 seconds; he realized how the situation was unfolding just by taking a quick glance around.

First, the safety of Summoner Bong.

Because that is the most important thing above all else.

He is safe for now.

He also activated the Energy Shield.

Therefore, he would easily block a few gunshots.

However, he was embracing and protecting a person.

He, who should be taking care of his own safety first above all else.

Ahhh.

Summoner Bong's problem is that he is too kind-hearted.

He's deeply considerate too.

This guy seems to be Deputy Director Jeon Kwang-il.

Stupid bastard, a shameless guy.

In a situation where he should be the one protecting Summoner Bong, he's receiving protection instead?

And even making him experience such a dangerous situation?

There's a reason for the saying that everyday life outside the tower is more dangerous for players than tower climbing.

Anyway, there were two locations where trouble occurred.

The woman held hostage on the stage.

A face he's seen a lot on the news.

It's Player Nam Ga-eun.

She's actually an acquaintance of the Summoner too.

If she dies or gets hurt, he would feel very displeased.

And on the exact opposite side.

5 armed assailants threatening people by pointing guns at them.

They wore helmets and also wore bulletproof vests.

What should he do?

Resolving the trouble in two places at once is unreasonable even for Cossack.

If he strikes the guys holding guns first, Nam Ga-eun is in danger.

If he saves Nam Ga-eun first, if a gun fires, the people are in danger.

Honestly, he didn't care at all if other people died.

What of it?

It's their innate destiny.

He was only afraid of hurting the tenderhearted Summoner Bong's feelings.

That's why he told him to summon Gobang.

He will be called out soon.

Then where should he go?

The conclusion was reached.

Leave the armed assailants to Gobang, and join him after cleaning up the stage.

Spot!

Cossack's figure disappeared in an instant.

* * *

Intentional arson on Gwanaksan.

Hijacking an aviation firefighting squad's firefighting helicopter.

Threatening the pilot to land on the HG Hotel helipad.

Blowing up the external glass walls of the event venue with explosive drones.

Leaving 1 person in the firefighting helicopter to monitor the pilot.

Entering the scene with 5 team members including himself.

To achieve this, they had sent one player into the event venue in advance.

After the drone attack, it was necessary to take a hostage to establish control in order to enter the event venue safely.

They bribed an employee who had worked at the hotel for a long time.

By offering money they couldn't refuse.

Perhaps that employee is on a flight to China by now.

The top-priority hostage target was CEO Go Yeon-ha.

However, the target changed right before the operation.

Nam Ga-eun.

South Korea's top player as a showcase model?

Someone like Go Yeon-ha is discarded.

If they take the top player hostage, no one will be able to make a move.

There was no deviation from the plan.

It was so perfect it was scary.

One more thing.

Because the main targets of the terrorism were players, it was a part they absolutely had to check.

Whether the elite players had climbed the tower.

1 entry per day, have they already entered, or have they not yet.

They already checked that.

The main duty of the Chinese Special Intelligence Department is player kidnapping.

They had carried out countless operations so far, how could they miss that.

South Korean elite players belong to the state.

They are obligated to clear the tower.

Once a day.

Whether it's an upper floor clear or a repetitive clear.

They have to record their clear process with a bodycam and transmit it to the Management Agency.

Tower clears mostly take place in the morning.

Because they have to play in the afternoon after fulfilling their duties.

Nam Ga-eun is the same.

Her waiting place for tower entry is the Management Agency.

Exercising at the Management Agency gym in the morning and entering the tower is her climbing routine.

Of course, not everyone would be like that.

Even now,

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

About 3 players are seen running away into the tower.

Well, leave the stragglers be,

Anyway, obtaining Player Nam Ga-eun was a success.

At this point, greed arises.

Is there a need to necessarily kill Nam Ga-eun?

Her value as a hostage is greater than even the South Korean President.

If they are with her, they become safe.

'If we can continue to take her as a hostage and bring her along....'

To a third country, not China, for instance, North Korea?

If they can just get to North Korean territory safely, the game is practically over.

They wouldn't even be able to pursue them.

'Hmph! Idiots.'

The South Korean police and National Intelligence Service (National Intelligence Service (National Intelligence Service (NIS))) agents rolling their eyes without budging an inch, as if frozen.

Pathetic.

Deng Guanlin's team was defeated by guys like these?

It should at least make sense.

Through hand signals, Xiaojun communicated his intent to the team member holding Nam Ga-eun hostage.

Keep the hostage alive and only threaten her.

Until we kill every single one of these bastards here.

The team member nodded.

'Now, let's slowly begin...'

Right then!

Spot!

Suddenly, someone appeared on the stage.

'...Huh?'

Behind the team member who was holding a knife to Nam Ga-eun's neck,

So stealthily they didn't even know when he appeared.

And then,

Slice!

Thud!

A hand fell to the floor.

"..."

Xiaojun's eyes widened. What is this?

Meanwhile.

The team member holding the knife didn't even realize his hand was cut off.

He heard the sound of something dropping, so he looked down.

'...It's a hand. Is it a person's?'

It looked very familiar.

The knife the severed hand was gripping was also familiar.

No blood flowed either, so it looked like a fake hand attached to a mannequin.

Feeling strange, he looked at his own hand.

"Gasp!"

A wrist cut off cleanly,

'Wh-why is my hand?'

He looked at the hand dropped below once, then stared at his severed wrist once,

"What on earth..."

Simultaneously, slice!

A hot sensation felt from his neck.

Thump!

The head detached from the neck fell onto the stage and bounced up.

Thump! Thump-thump!

Like a ball,

Thump-thump-thump! Tap-tap-tap-tap...

And the body falling backward while standing upright.

Thud!

The people watching also fell silent.

Nam Ga-eun, who was held hostage, also stood blankly, out of her mind.

Xiaojun was the same.

He felt like he had just watched a piece of theater.

Even though he was seeing it with his own eyes, he couldn't believe it.

"...K, kill them."

"Pardon?"

"Everyone. Everyone. I said k, kill them!"

Only then did the team members snap back to reality.

As they aimed their automatic rifles at the people and put their fingers on the triggers.

Swoooosh!

Right in front of them, something grew gigantic.

Raising their heads to look up.

"Ah!"

"Wh-wh, what?"

"Uwaah..."

A person, no, a giant.

An impossibly massive physique, so big that his head almost touched the ceiling.

Is this a movie set?

Is this the site where a fashion show is held.

The moment!

"Kuoooooh!!!"

A roar that seemed to tear their eardrums off drifted over.

The bodies of Xiaojun and the other Special Intelligence Department team members froze stiff.

It was a howl that stimulated humans' primal fear; their knees buckled involuntarily.

The hands holding the guns trembled violently.

Triggers pulled subconsciously.

Ta-ta-tang! Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-tang!

They didn't even know who shot first.

They didn't shoot to kill either.

It was just an instinctive action out of pure terror.

Thwack-thwack-thwack-thwack! Thwack-thwack-thwack-thwack!

Gobang took the bullets head-on.

If he manifested Diamond Skin, the bullets would easily bounce off, but if even one flew toward the Summoner, it would be bad.

Bullets couldn't pierce his skin anyway.

It was just slightly stinging.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Three steps were enough for Gobang to approach within a close distance of the assailants.

First, he grabbed one person's helmet with his hand and applied a little pressure.

Crack! Crunch! The helmet broke and even the skull was crushed.

It was even more gruesome because helmet pieces were embedded in the head.

Another one,

Crack! Crunch!

These are guys who dared to threaten the Summoner.

The Summoner who gave him a name and also bought him delicious beef.

Though he felt like breaking every bone in their bodies and making them die slowly in agony, the Summoner might be in danger, so he ends it as quickly as possible.

Snatching the leg of a bastard struggling to reload his magazine,

"Kkeuaaaaaak!"

He smashed him straight down toward another bastard.

Whish! Smash!

As if swinging a weapon,

Whish! Smash! Whish! Smash!

Swinging like that three times, both the bastard who became a weapon and the bastard who was the target of the attack harmoniously turned into bloody pulps.

Xiaojun staring at that sight blankly, stricken with terror.

"...Heh heh."

A hollow laugh escaped.

Am I facing a monster inside the tower?

But he isn't even a player.

There's no way this is the tower.

Xiaojun took out a grenade hanging on his chest.

There's nothing else he can do but this.

The moment! Slice!

Xiaojun's hand grabbing the grenade was severed.

"Normally, an SSR cuts like this. Cleanly. It's messy if blood splatters, you know."

An SSR?

"Don't worry. Before, I killed everyone without knowing anything and regretted it. I should have kept one alive. I'll let you live. Don't the civil servants of this country need something to do too?"

Only then did he know.

It was this guy.

The entity that annihilated Deng Guanlin's team.

'If I had known from the beginning, a plan like this...'

Thwack!

A fist struck his face.

Rattle, teeth falling out.

Xiaojun lost consciousness.

This place was all cleared up.

Cossack gazed vacantly at the rope dangling outside the window.

'Hmm.'

Seems they came down from the roof.

Keeping it swift until the end.

Ta-at!

Cossack, throwing his body to snatch the rope and ascending,

A helicopter came into his view.

And the bastard pointing a gun at the pilot's head too.

'It's a good thing I came to check.'

* * *

Crown Prince Bin-Sala was still in a daze.

South Korea's top player, Nam Ga-eun, was taken hostage.

Followed by a drone attack.

The event venue's glass windows shattered, and armed assailants equipped with helmets and bulletproof vests stormed in.

Bin-Sala recalled.

The incident where state-affiliated players were annihilated due to a terror attack in the UAE.

It was a trauma he still hadn't overcome.

But a terror attack in South Korea, supposedly safe.

Although his bodyguards were surrounding him with iron-clad defense, what could they do against them with mere handguns?

Right then!

The man who suddenly appeared on stage and saved the hostage, Player Nam Ga-eun.

Bin-Sala knew exactly who he was the moment he saw him.

'...Gobang?'

It was certain.

That player who had rescued the UAE.

'Why is that person here....'

Actually, how he appeared isn't important.

Because he knew what capabilities he possessed, a sense of relief finally washed over him.

Bin-Sala looked at Gobang on the stage with an overwhelmed expression.

He naturally met eyes with him.

However, recognizing him, he heavily contorted his face.

Chills!

Goosebumps flowing down his spine.

'What did I do wrong... Ah!'

Was it possibly because I mentioned the name Gobang during the interview?

That seems to be it.

Even though we agreed to keep it a secret.

'C-could I possibly be?'

Did I come to South Korea for nothing? The moment!

"Kuooohoh!"

A roar echoing fully through the event venue.

People's gazes turned simultaneously.

"Uwaa,"

"Th-that is?"

"A giant?"

"N-no, omg..."

"Good heavens?"

Colossal. There was no other way to express it besides that word.

The armed assailants' figures couldn't even be seen, obscured by his physique.

Firing began, but the assailants collapsing was instantaneous.

Deputy Director Jeon Kwang-il also clearly heard and watched this entire moment.

Player Bong Joo-hyuk was still by his side.

What he said when he saved him and realized Nam Ga-eun was taken hostage.

'...Summoning'

That was it.

He didn't hear it clearly, but he definitely said 'summon'.

And the man who appeared with a cluster of light.

He exchanged a few words with Player Bong, and before he knew it, he revealed himself on stage.

And once more,

'Summoning.'

The man who appeared this time was a giant of overwhelming size.

The first man saved Nam Ga-eun from danger, and the second giant subdued the enemies casually despite the pouring barrage of bullets.

'So that was it.'

Summoning.

A feeling as if all mysteries were unraveled.

Jeon Kwang-il turned his head towards Player Bong Joo-hyuk.

"U-um, by any chance...."

"U-um, y-yes. What you're thinking is probably correct."

Right.

There's no need to ask in detail.

What words are necessary.

When he watched it all with his own eyes.

'Ah right! This isn't the time for this.'

First, he checked the cameras installed for the Nutube live broadcast.

They were still pointed towards the stage.

Although the scene of Nam Ga-eun being rescued would have been transmitted, they shouldn't have been able to film other scenes.

And approaching National Intelligence Service (National Intelligence Service (National Intelligence Service (NIS))) 1st Deputy Chief Noh Young-geun, who was still out of his mind,

"1st Deputy Chief."

"...U-uh, yes, yes."

"Confiscate the smartphones of the people gathered here immediately. Because photos or videos might have been taken."

"Ah! Understood."

"And that guy doesn't seem to be dead yet, so arrest him."

Only then did the National Intelligence Service (National Intelligence Service (National Intelligence Service (NIS))) agents start moving.

There really is a lot to say.

Previously when Yoo Chul-min was naturalized, and during the elite player kidnapping attempt incident, and now again,

He doesn't know if he can continue to trust them in the future.

Forming an independent team separately might be a good idea.

'Phew, I need to at least prevent the videos from spreading.'

However, it was a tall order.

What's the point of confiscating smartphones?

They'd all be saved to the cloud anyway.

Jeon Kwang-il turned his eyes to the stage.

Nam Ga-eun slumped on the floor with a devastated expression.

However, fortunately, the medical team and Management Agency staff rushed in and were taking care of her.

Naturally, he should be over there as well, but.

"Player Bong, thank you for saving my life."

"Oh my, what did I even do..."

Joo-hyuk hurriedly waved his hands.

Don't look at me with those eyes.

It's burdensome.

I just called two older brothers I know.

Though the problem is that the older brothers I know are a bit unusual.

"Who do you think these people are... China, perhaps?"

"We'll know after investigating, but it seems certain it's China."

I figured.

Ignorant bastards.

Anyway, do I just sit by and do nothing?

In the past, because I was a loser beta male, even if I suffered injustice, I just brushed it off.

However, the situation is different now.

When I say, 'Punish them,' there are reliable older brothers and sisters who will jump out immediately.

Originally, a loser with athlete older brothers and sisters is someone even school bullies can't mess with.

'I should go home and tattle.'

That China did it.

The situation seems to have been completely sorted out too.

Sorry, but I should at least send Mr. Gobang back first.

Joo-hyuk subtly waved his hand at Gobang.

Then Gobang nodded.

'Return Summoning / Return Summoning / Return Summoning / Return Summoning / Return Summon / Unsummon.'

Spot!

The large body vanished without a trace.

People buzzing and feeling surprised, as if even that sight was astonishing.

'I've really caused a massive incident.'

I'm incredibly worried.

How do I manage this going forward?

I don't even know if it can be managed.

However, I don't regret it.

If I had done nothing to hide my identity?

What greater bad karma (Karma) could there be than that?

I'd deserve to be struck by lightning and die.