Chapter 1374

<Chapter 1374> 1374. Spirit’s Atlantis

Heavenly Devil Spirit Technique: Rotating Heaven Devil Dragon.

I spun the Heavenly Devil Energy wrapped around my body. The spinning energy deflected all one thousand incoming arrows. The shattered arrows turned to dust and vanished.

“Hmph, you think this measly arrow attack can stop me…?”

I couldn’t finish my sentence as a fire lizard appeared from the ceiling and lunged at me with its mouth open.

‘A Spirit of Fire, eh?’

Heavenly Devil Spirit Technique: Dragon Fist.

I thrust my fist down the fire lizard’s throat. The Heavenly Devil Energy shot out like a laser from my fist, piercing through the creature. Its body fell to the ground with a thud and burst into flames.

“That fire will burn your soul too.”

The elf archer said as the flames clung to my body.

“It’s hot, sure, but it’s nothing I can’t handle.”

I chose to counterattack instead of defending. Taking some burns was an acceptable trade-off.

Heavenly Devil Spirit Technique: Heavenly Devil Overlord Step

I teleported in front of the elf archer, defying space itself. The shocked elf took a step back, but it was already too late. My attack was much faster.

Heavenly Devil Spirit Technique: Heavenly Devil Sword – Triple Kill in Nine Moves.

Head, neck, chest.

I pierced all three spots simultaneously.

However, the sword failed to penetrate the elf’s body.

“Venus Entertainment is a special zone. Venus Entertainment employees cannot be harmed here.”

“So it’s not just security personnel getting off scot-free?”

“Don’t lump me in with rejects.”

The elf archer grabbed an arrow and stabbed it into my heart. The arrow glowed blue as freezing cold seeped into my heart.

“Frozen Heart effect activated. Heart freezing. All stats decreased by 20%.”

“All stats decreased by 27%.”

“All stats decreased by 35%.”

“Heavenly Devil Spirit Technique resisting Frozen Heart. Stat reduction speed slowing.”

“All stats decreased by 36%.”

“All stats decreased by 37%.”

My movements became sluggish. I stopped attacking and stepped back. The elf archer looked at me with admiration.

“To think you could withstand Frozen Heart. Impressive. You’re called Heavenly Devil, right? I am Olan. The name of the man who will kill you.”

Olan drew his bowstring taut with an arrow.

I used Heavenly Devil Overlord Step to dodge his arrow and fled outside the building. There was zero chance of winning in this building. I had no reason to risk my life in an unfavorable situation.

I escaped outside.

‘If he follows, I’ll use Full Recovery no matter what and finish him off.’

Unfortunately, he didn’t pursue me outside.

‘There’s no need to give up this ridiculous advantage just yet.’

Pee-yoo! Pee-yoo! Pee-yoo!

Sirens were getting closer. Spreading my senses, I could tell that hundreds, maybe thousands of police officers were gathering here to capture me.

‘Some of these cops don’t even seem impressed by me. Fighting them head-on would be insane.’

I clutched the spot on my chest where the elf stabbed me earlier. The chilling sensation squeezing my heart was still there.

‘I’d better deal with this first.’

I focused on my Heavenly Devil Spirit Technique for a moment. Frozen Heart, huh? Not ordinary energy, that’s for sure… But nothing compared to Heavenly Devil Spirit Technique (SSS).

“Heavenly Devil Spirit Technique is melting Frozen Heart.”

“Gradually recovering lost stats.”

“…Hmph. Came all this way and got basically nothing out of it. So annoying.”


As I turned around, a building caught my eye. It was the massive structure to the right of the Venus Entertainment building. At its entrance, it read “Venus Studio.”

“Does this guy have his own personal studio too? After coming all this way… it’d be a shame to just leave.”

I clenched my fist.

I poured every last bit of my Celestial Demon Energy into it.

CRACK, CRUNCH.

My fist couldn’t handle the excessive Celestial Demon Energy and let out a terrible sound. My bones and muscles twisted in agony as I gritted my teeth.

“Hmm, barely holding together.”

Celestial Demon Art – Dragon Fist.

I threw my punch.

A dragon made of Celestial Demon Energy flew toward Venus Studio with its mouth wide open, colliding with it.

KABOOM!

The building shattered and collapsed.

I watched the devastation before turning away.

Using my unique ability SS (Stealth), I turned my body invisible and slipped away. My fist still hurt.

David adjusted his glasses with his middle finger while maintaining an emotionless expression as he stared ahead.

He was inside some apartment, with 12 people kneeling before him. Among them was a boy who looked like a middle schooler.

“Please save us! We’ll delete all previous videos and upload clarification ones! We’ll give you all our assets! Please spare us! I don’t mind dying alone since it’s my fault! But please, my family is innocent!”

The man at the front was desperately bowing on his knees.

David saw himself reflected in this man – begging for his life from Sung Yoojin. Was he feeling sympathy? Absolutely not. David knew he was different from this guy. He rarely felt any special emotions toward others anyway.

“Pakssi TV.”

“Yes, yes! This is Park Soon-chul operating Pakssi TV!”

Terrified Park Soon-chul answered mechanically. He knew if he didn’t answer respectfully, both his left and right legs would surely break next.

“Do your family, relatives, and friends consist solely of these people?”

Park Soon-chul and those behind him trembled with fear.

“All… Yes. As I said earlier, this is everyone.”

“Lie.”

An alert window popped up that hadn’t appeared earlier.

David’s lie detector wasn’t absolute. If the person believed the lie to be true, the detector would show it as truth. The reverse was also true.

“You’re lying.”

“No, no! It’s the truth!”

“You just remembered, didn’t you. I told you to say whatever comes to mind once you recall something.”

David kicked Park Soon-chul in the head, causing him to fall. He then stomped on Park Soon-chul’s right foot with his shiny boot, grinding it until the bones shattered completely.

“Who else is there?”

“Guh… Guh… Uh…”

“WHO ELSE?”

“My ex-girlfriend…! We have absolutely no relationship now!”

Ex-girlfriend.

It made sense she didn’t come to mind immediately. It was an awkward relationship somewhere between being cut off entirely and being considered a friend.

David picked up Park Soon-chul’s smartphone. He searched through the gallery but found no pictures of what seemed to be his girlfriend. He checked the saved contacts instead. A few female names stood out. One of them.

“…Delia? Is this her?”

“Y, yes!”

“…”

Knowing her name and number made finding her easy. He scoured Delia’s social media. Her picture appeared on her SNS.

David glanced to the side. His two subordinates dressed in suits stood rigidly.

“You two, go grab a woman…”

CLICK.

The door opened. David shut his mouth. He immediately knelt toward the entrance, followed quickly by his two subordinates.

Sung Yoojin entered, his face full of irritation as he scanned the area.

“You here?”

“Did you tell someone to greet me? Are you trying to piss me off?”

“…Sorry.”

Sung Yoojin’s gaze shifted toward Park Soon-chul.

“Is this bastard…?”

“This is Park Soon-chul of Pakssi TV. He claims to have received videos and commissions from an unknown source.”

“Unknown my ass. Sounds like Venus Entertainment to me. Total of 12 people, right? You gathered everyone correctly?”

“Yes. There were no relatives. Only family and close…”


“I’ve gathered the spirits. However, due to informing a friend at the last moment…”

“One person is missing, isn’t it?”

“…Yes. I apologize.”

“You’re doing a half-assed job. Wanna get wrecked?”

“….I’m sorry. Please spare me.”

David bowed deeply. His forehead touched the floor. He was certain that the ‘Heavenly Horse’ making waves on the internet was none other than Sung Yoojin. At first, he thought of using this information to escape, but the power of the Heavenly Horse demolishing buildings surpassed his imagination. He knew he couldn’t run from the Heavenly Horse.

“So, who’s that one person?”

“She’s the ex-girlfriend of Park Soochul.”

“Is she pretty?”

“…Here’s her picture.”

He respectfully handed over the smartphone. The screen displayed a photo of Park Soochul’s ex-girlfriend. Sung Yoojin looked at the screen and smirked.

“She’s cute. I’ll let her slide. Alright, let’s get started.”

Sung Yoojin poured a potion over Park Soochul, who was trembling in agony.

That midnight, a video appeared on PakTV.

In the dark scene, Park Soochul was kneeling. Behind him hung something dangling—people. Eleven humans were hanged from the ceiling, their lower bodies soaked in filth.

“Huuh… Huh. Huuh…”

At the center of the screen, Park Soochul, kneeling, gasped for air. His eyes, filled with terror, avoided looking forward, instead glaring at the ground.

The screen suddenly changed.

Park Soochul’s position had slightly shifted, and his shirt was soaked in blood. However, his face remained intact, except his head drenched in pink liquid. The sharp ones quickly realized the pink liquid was potion.

“Uh, I’m Park Soochul, the operator of PakTV. I have been maliciously editing and uploading videos. I apologize to actor Kaite, singer Telemia, idol group Thingirls, and Pobitz who suffered because of me… Uh, I can’t do it. Please save me.”

The screen instantly switched again.

Park Soochul’s right eye was empty. There were traces of vomit on his lips.

And beside the screen, steam was rising. Boil-boil. The sound of boiling water could be heard. Park Soochul, with a fearful gaze, looked beside the camera before suddenly jumping in surprise and staring straight ahead.

“I was wrong… I sincerely apologize to everyone harmed by my edited videos. Especially Kaite, I heard you had to take depression medication because of my videos. I’m truly sorry. I deeply regret my actions. As an act of repentance, I, along with my family and friends… Ha, will hang ourselves together. I’ll willingly pay for my sins in hell.”

With his one remaining eye tearing up, Park Soochul stood up shakily and climbed onto a chair.

He stared at the camera. No, he stared at someone holding the camera. Then, with a face full of fear, he hung himself from the rope tied to the ceiling.

Snap!

He kicked the chair away with his foot.

“Gurk, must, gurhh!”

His painful struggle lasted for several dozen seconds before ending. The video concluded as filth dripped from his lower body.

People immediately realized he had been murdered. After all, it didn’t make sense for a suicide victim to upload their own video.

Snuff film.

The video, which should have been deleted as soon as it was uploaded to the site, remained posted for three hours due to a hack. It not only went live but also trended on real-time search rankings. Within that short time, the video amassed over 3 million views. When combined with its spread across various community sites, it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say everyone in the 6,700 districts had seen it.

What caused even more buzz than the video itself was its title.

“Next is you.”

A chilling title.

To whom was it addressed?

The users who profited by doing the same things as Park Soochul panicked and deleted all their uploaded videos. Most even hastily uploaded apology videos.

The public would never know.

That the video title was written just for show, half-jokingly, because it sounded cool.