They're coming.
"Waaaaaaaah... huh?"
"Why? First time you've seen someone hold the line alone?"
"Ha! What are you doing?! He's only one person anyway! Kill him already!!!"
That bastard barking orders at the others.
Was he their leader?
Even if he wasn't the leader, he clearly had some standing.
"Heh, pathetic idiots."
Gong Pildu sneered at them as if he already knew what their future looked like.
Even more arrogantly because he had me as his shield.
He wasn't wrong.
Those bastards were no different from moths flying into fire.
"You stood there acting all bold, and only now you're scared?!"
"Waaaaaaah!!!"
"..."
Whoosh!
Craaaash!!!
All I did was swing the axe once.
Splat
Splat
"U-uaaaargh!!!"
[You have acquired 1,800 Coins.]
An attack spreading out in a fan-shaped arc.
And people bursting apart to match it.
To think most of them couldn't even endure this much and got blown apart.
The man closest to me was left with only his feet, and the man farther away lost only his upper body.
Thanks to that, chunks of flesh splattered all over Chungmuro Station.
So who's going to clean this up?
Some of it got on my clothes too.
"Skill activation, [Cleanliness]."
The blood and filthy bits of flesh stuck to my body vanished.
Fear settled into their eyes.
Only now had they realized it.
That they hadn't even been recognized as 'enemies' to me.
Just bugs that leave stains when you kill them, making cleanup annoying. Bugs that happened to bleed when they died.
That was all they were to me.
They had realized that from the start, they were never a threat at all.
Overwhelming strength and cruelty were more than enough to plant fear and despair in them.
Fear and despair too great to endure made even their bodies stop moving, and they stood frozen stiff.
They couldn't even open their mouths carelessly. All they could do was tremble and silently beg for my mercy with their eyes.
Scrrrape
If you wanted mercy, you shouldn't have charged me in the first place.
No, at the very least, you should've shown some hesitation.
How did I look in their eyes?
A savage beast?
A merciless butcher?
Well, it didn't matter.
If you want to survive, you have to be vile. You have to be merciless.
Just as they attacked us to survive, I'm killing them to survive.
As long as they don't pull that hypocritical crap where it's fine when they do it, but not when we do.
If they had even the barest shred of conscience.
No, forget that.
In a world like this, having a conscience just makes you a sucker. An idiot.
Thunk
I leveled my axe at the head of the bastard I guessed was their leader.
And then...
Whoosh!
Crunch!!
I brought it down.
I felt the hard skull split, and something soft inside get severed through the haft of the axe.
Was that his brain?
A disgusting sensation.
Even so, I felt no guilt.
[You have acquired 3,600 Coins.]
Twice as many Coins as when I killed several at once.
So this bastard really was the leader.
Thud
The flag he had been carrying dropped to the floor.
I'll give that to Dokja later.
Then now, I should finish off the rest too.
Scrrrape
As the axe slowly dragged across the ground with a noise like nails on a chalkboard, I could feel everyone's fear-filled stares.
The bastards frozen in place.
The people from Chungmuro too.
And on top of that—
[Many Constellations are looking at you in fear.]
Even the Constellations.
The only exception was Gilyoung, who looked at me like this was nothing special.
He's better than most adults.
"Hmm~ hm~ hm~"
Nothing loosens up a messy atmosphere like a song.
"When mother~"
Crunch
[You have acquired 300 Coins.]
"Goes to the island shade~"
Scrrrape
"To gather oysters~"
Crunch
[You have acquired 500 Coins.]
"The child~"
[You have acquired 600 Coins.]
[You have acquired 200 Coins.]
[You have acquired 300 Coins.]
[You have acquired 50 Coins.]
[You have acquired 450 Coins.]
.
.
.
"Comes running~."
Crunch!
[You have acquired 560 Coins.]
It was over.
I killed them all.
Thanks to that, I earned a full 12,360 Coins.
They were basically walking piggy banks.
[The Demon King, 'Demon King of Wrath and Lust,' is smiling an indescribable smile.]
[The Demon King, 'Demon King of Wrath and Lust,' tempts you, saying you truly have the makings of a Demon King!]
[10,000 Coins have been sponsored!]
The makings of a Demon King, huh...
[The Constellation 'Demon-like Judge of Fire' shouts at you not to fall for the devil's whisper!]
Do indirect messages come with voice support too?
For some reason, even though I'd never heard Uriel's voice before, it felt like I could hear it.
Then a familiar voice came from the subway tracks.
"I came on purpose at a leisurely pace, and I guess that was the right choice. Looking at this massacre, I mean."
"Then why didn't you come even later? I would've finished cleaning up too."
"It looked like it would take too long."
Well, blood had splattered everywhere, so cleaning it up quickly would've been hard.
"Wow, you really did a number here."
"Did I?"
"Of course. Every single person's head is split in half. Not one exception. But what's this clear liquid?"
"How would I know? It splashed out when their heads broke, so maybe it's brain matter or something."
At my words, the atmosphere turned cold.
[I told you not to make the mood weird!]
[Like I did it because I wanted to!!]
But I felt like I was forgetting something...
Ah!
"Here, take this. You need it, right?"
"Oh, perfect. I was just about to look for the flag. Thanks."
When Dokja grabbed the red flag, the Chungmuro flag she had been carrying also changed to red.
Stuff like this was more amazing than Dokkaebis.
"Still... couldn't you have shown a little restraint?"
"If I had, there might've been casualties on our side."
"Even so, did you have to terrify the people from Chungmuro too?"
"Ahem..."
Who pays attention to the people watching around them in the middle of a fight?
Well, normally I would've held back, but I had to protect idiots who didn't know the first thing about fighting while making sure the flag didn't get planted in the stand...
How was I supposed to go easy in that situation?
"More importantly, you didn't kill all of them? What happened?"
"I'll keep it simple."
Vroooom!
"By the way, Mr. Kang Ilhoon."
"Yes?"
"Did those people say anything else about Chungmuro?"
"Pardon? What do you mean by that...?"
I had already expected it to some extent.
It was just surprising that Oppa's guess almost perfectly matched what I had predicted.
Maybe, just like Oppa said, we really didn't need a skill that let us talk through our thoughts...?
"For example, that there'd be a terrifying man there named 'Yoo Joonghyuk'..."
"Haha, I'm not sure what you're talking about..."
That reaction.
Even without saying it, everyone understood.
"Ms. Yoo Sangah!"
Everyone jumped off the motorcycle, and golden threads shot from Yoo Sangah's hand toward the bastards.
Shaaak!
"Ugh!"
The motorcycle tangled in the thread flipped over, and the bastards riding it were thrown off.
"W-What do you think you're doing?!"
"What am I doing? That's what I want to ask you."
From the start, just like with Oppa, all of this had been a trap.
"If you wanted to launch a surprise attack, you should've raised your stealth level a little more."
"Tch... attack!"
After that, it was too easy.
Jung Heewon activated [Time for Judgment] and cut them down with absurd ease.
Even Lee Hyunsung and Yoo Sangah, who didn't have proper attack skills, dealt with them more easily than eating soft porridge.
They were even weaker than we had expected.
So I thought it was all over, but...
"Dokja, Chungmuro...!"
"...Let's just tie these bastards up and head back as slowly as possible."
"...Pardon?"
"You haven't forgotten who's over there, have you?"
"Ah..."
Oppa was over there.
The one who tore monsters apart with his bare hands, who gritted his teeth and counterattacked even with a blade driven through his stomach. That was my brother.
"If we go too fast, we're going to see something ugly."
"He may be a little brutal sometimes, but those were monsters...!"
"Do you know what I saw when I first met Mr. Dokyun?"
"...Pardon?"
"I saw Mr. Dokyun rip a man's genitals off with his bare hands and shove them into that bastard's mouth until he died. They were the ones trying to assault me, so it was satisfying, but still."
For some reason, Oppa killed people with abnormal brutality.
Even with Kim Namwoon, his first kill, hadn't he kept smashing his head until no trace of it was left?
Sometimes... enough to remind me of that man who made Oppa and me.
Of course, comparing him to that human filth felt unfair, because in terms of character, Oppa was incomparably better.
But when it came to violence alone... he might surpass even that man.
"Anyway, if we go now, we'll see something nasty, so let's just take it slow."
"So we waited a bit and came around the time it was almost over. Looking at this place, I guess my choice was right."
"I told you, if you plant fear in them, the enemy's morale breaks."
[The Constellation 'Secretive Plotter' says your words are correct.]
"Why are you planting that fear in your allies too?"
[The Constellation 'Secretive Plotter' says Dokja's words are also correct.]
""Ah, fuck, whose side are you even on?!""
What was he, some fence-sitter?
A guy called a plotter, and he's going, 'You're right, and you're right too'?
"Um, shouldn't we decide what to do with this person first?"
"...Yeah, Sangah's right."
"True."
[For now, it's still only a 'guess' that's close to certainty.]
[Well, even if we hear information from him, it'll probably still remain only a 'guess.']
Unless those people calling themselves prophets were even stupider than we imagined, they wouldn't have given out more information than necessary.
"...What are you going to do with me now?"
"That depends on how useful the information you spit out is."
"The Constellations already marked him as 'evil' anyway, so should we try torturing him?"
"Why bother with torture? If he won't talk, we can just kill him. We even have an executioner right here."
Screeeech!!
I deliberately sharpened the blade hard, and sparks flew from the axe.
Vmmm~
When I did it hard, I felt a looser vibration from it, almost like it was refreshed instead.
I didn't know why it kept expressing its emotions only through vibrations.
Was it because it was still a broken weapon?
"So? Vertical or horizontal?"
"...I'll talk."
Maybe because he had already seen the gruesome corpses of the Myeongdong Station bastards.
He simply declared that he'd talk obediently.
Too easy. Way too easy.
"Then talk. Fast."
"There are people in front of Dongmyo who gave information about Chungmuro. They call themselves the [Prophets]..."
What the hell? Why did his face suddenly go pale?
"Kh...! Khk...!"
"Ms. Yoo Sangah, the thread—!"
Boom!
""""...""""
"Why."
"What are you doing?"
"...Stopping him from committing suicide."
I was genuinely startled for a second and hit him with my fist.
"Actually, wouldn't he not die even if his tongue got cut off?"
"Don't change the subject."
"..."
"His jaw is shattered and hanging off. Wouldn't cutting off his tongue have been better?"
"It was really a mistake."
Baaaam!!!
...Why was the world white?
And who was this beautiful woman in black with blond hair and green eyes?
She even had wings.
Judging by the ring over her head, was she an angel?
"...Hey!"
"What?"
"Go back!!!"
Go back...?
Bang!
The angel kicked me, and I started falling endlessly... did I?
"Huff! Huff!"
Wow, so that was heaven?
"Dokja, I just went to heaven."
"""..."""
"Why are you looking at me like that?"
"You fucking pervert...!"
[The female Constellations despise your abnormal sexual tastes.]
[The Constellations who enjoy being hit invite you to their nebula.]
"No, fuck. This is seriously a misunderstanding."
"Then I'll send you to the real heaven...!"
"...Dokja?"
Baaaaaaaaam!!!
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