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After speeding for a while, I spotted an improvised checkpoint blocking the road.
It had been set up to prevent citizens from entering the combat zone.
I stopped nearby and let her out.
When I set her down, Yang Min-seo limped.
‘Oh right, her leg tendon was severed.’
I handed her a potion and said,
“Go over there and ask for help.”
Yang Min-seo bowed deeply in gratitude.
“Thank you so much for saving me. I’d really like to offer some compensation. Ah, don’t feel pressured. My grandfather is the chairman of K Group, you see.”
I shook my head.
While I don’t usually refuse rewards, accepting payment in forms other than cash could get me traced.
“So that’s how it is. I kind of expected as much.”
Yang Min-seo nodded, understanding.
It seemed like she had misunderstood something, but I decided to let it slide.
Yang Min-seo then took out a business card and handed it to me.
“If you’re ever in a tough spot, give me a call. I’ll definitely help you out.”
I took the card.
‘What does a high schooler need business cards for?’
Thinking how different heiresses truly are, I slipped the card into my pocket.
I then returned to K Comprehensive Technology Institute.
Without me there, they were struggling.
Mabo Sung’s face twisted in anguish.
The gift he had prepared for the chairman of K Group was already crushed before he could even unwrap it.
“Dark Knight!”
Before things escalated this far, he used to frequent the Dark Knight fan cafe.
Specifically, the ‘Punishment Request’ board.
A place filled with citizens’ wishes for private sanctions.
People would post information about their enemies or villains there, hoping for the ‘Dark Knight’ to punish them for them.
Mabo Sung had posted the names of the president of K Pharmaceutical and the chairman of K Group as well.
The Dark Knight never responded.
No matter how long he waited, the K Pharmaceutical executives remained unscathed.
Greatly disappointed, he decided to take action himself, accelerating his transformation into the K Pharmaceutical Villain sooner than in the original story.
He raged internally.
‘You bastard! You ignored me when I was crying for help! And here you are imposing private sanctions on others!’
The Dark Knight disappeared, and Mabo Sung’s wrath turned toward Voltman.
“I’ll kill you if it’s the last thing I do.”
He extended his hand toward Voltman, using the black magic from the Necronomicon, ‘Corruption.’
A sinister aura swirled around Voltman.
He coughed up blood, feeling excruciating pain across his body.
His skin split, blood gushing out.
His bodysuit turning crimson.
“Voltman, consider yourself unlucky!”
Deacon hesitated, wondering if he should blur the video.
If Voltman died here, even with the Black Streaming, he might face some penalties.
“Voltman seems to be struggling! Wait, Dark Knight disappeared, and if Voltman loses, what happens to us?”
Mocking viewers.
<How are you going to turn into a zombie Deacon, lol?>
<What did you expect when you went into a dangerous situation?>
<Where's Dark Knight? Did he just leave after mocking Voltman?>
<My parents are trapped in K Comprehensive Tech, what do we do?>
Voltman was an A-rank ability user.
He wasn’t someone to be underestimated.
He unleashed his maximum output.
“Acceleration x5.”
Voltman vanished from sight instantly.
The K Pharma Villain looked around frantically.
“Where are you, you rat!”
A white streak circled around Mabo Sung.
Suddenly, Voltman’s sharp blade aimed for his neck.
A speed so fast there was no time to react.
For a brief moment, he demonstrated an SSS-tier agility skill.
That was Voltman.
Mabo Sung realized his vision was spinning.
All he could see before blacking out was a fountain of blood and his decapitated body.
His head, which had momentarily flown through the air, landed with a thud on the cold asphalt.
Voltman stabbed his sword into Mabo Sung’s face, saying,
“Summoners, you only need to take out the caster… uh…”
He coughed up blood.
“Acceleration x5” was his maximum output.
It couldn’t be maintained for long, and using it caused severe internal injuries.
“Still, I took him out…”
He sheathed his sword and slowly walked away.
Deacon cheered.
He had never seen Voltman fight so earnestly.
This might be the first time he captured the hero’s full power on camera.
‘I wonder how much money I could get selling this to the dark web?’
The audience reaction was positive.
<Voltman this strong? I didn’t know.>
<Had some preconceived notions, thought he was weak. This is crazy.>
<But isn’t that resurrection spell dangerous?>
<He’s so fast, can't even see him. Just saw a flash and the villain’s head flew off.>
At that moment, a familiar voice came from behind Voltman.
“Thinking this is the end? That’s problematic.”
An Abomination, who only moves with direct orders, swung its massive arm.
Voltman was sent flying like a paper doll after being struck.
Already severely wounded from internal injuries, the external impact caused further damage.
He crashed into a lamppost far away, losing consciousness.
Mabo Sung’s head hovered in the air, returning to his body and reattaching to his severed neck.
He grinned.
“Not good!”
Deacon exclaimed involuntarily.
Without Voltman, who would stop this Undead Legion?
At that moment, a sound like the air ripping reached their ears.
Deacon turned and saw fighter jets flying toward them, leaving clouds of smoke trails.
He breathed a sigh of relief.
“Phew. Guess it’s not my time to die. They’re going to bomb, seems like.”
<Hey, what about Voltman during the bombing?>
<Won’t he also get hit by the bombs?>
<Is that even important now? He’d die either way. Let's save the people in the institute.>
<That’s true, but it’s still rough.>
Noticing the distant fighter jets, K Pharma Villain opened the Necronomicon.
The pages turned automatically until he found the desired one.
He cast a blue light toward the fighter jet squadron, chanting softly.
“Dragon Descend.”
At that instant, dozens of zombies collapsed on the ground.
The blue energies from the corpses flowed back into the Necronomicon.
They were the sacrifices.
An ancient magic created to counter dragons now affected the fighter jets in this world.
A mysterious aura enveloped the squadron.
In an instant, an overwhelming gravitational force pulled them down.
The fighter jets crashed.
BOOM. BOOM. BOOM.
The jets disintegrated in massive explosions.
Everyone watching was rendered speechless.
Even Deacon was at a loss for words.
“This… what is this…”
The viewers were equally shocked.
<This is just an A-rank ability user…?>
<It’s insane.>
<What happens, Deacon?>
Mabo Sung marched forward with his Undead Legion.
Only normal soldiers and a few B, C-rank heroes remained behind the barricades.
No one could stop him now.
Except for one.
Ignoring the gunfire from in front of him, the K Pharma Villain turned around.
A hooded, mysterious man in a black robe.
He had returned.
“Figured you’d show up. Dark Knight.”
“…”
The Dark Knight drew his dagger.
Laura raged furiously, her inner magic fluctuating wildly.
[How dare he use THAT magic!]
She had been seething since witnessing Mabo Sung’s “Dragon Descend” spell.
“Were you once harmed by that?”
He scoffed.
[Hmph. No way. Only the weakest new dragons would fall for such a thing. But the intent behind this magic is foul. To dare try and bring down a dragon, a guardian of the world!]
Uncertain why the world guardian was here, I decided not to comment.
Ignoring Laura’s complaints, I approached Mabo Sung who noticed my presence.
“Figured you’d show up. Dark Knight.”
“…”
Silently, I unsheathed my Dragon Sword.
The K Pharma Villain possessed the Necronomicon, an item that allowed him to freely use spells not on his skill list.
Therefore, he could perform feats beyond his abilities.
The magic he used to turn himself into undead (a Lich) granted him immortality.
His flesh was still attached since he had become a Lich not long ago, but soon it would decay, leaving only bones.
Liches couldn’t be killed by mere blade wounds; their vital point was the external “Life Vessel.”
Destroy the “Life Vessel” and the Lich dies.
From what I’d seen in games, I had a general idea where his “Life Vessel” was.
Among dozens of Abominations.
It’d be possible to wipe them all out, but I had Laura with me.
A smarter approach was available.
“Lady Laura, the Life Vessel is within the Abominations. Could you detect which one?”
[It’s too weak to discern clearly. Let me rank them by life force. There should be a discrepancy in power between the Abominations with and without the Life Vessel.]
Red numbers appeared above the Abominations’ heads.
Aware of Laura’s ability to interfere with the “System,” yet it was impressive to witness it in action.
I used the “Neck Cut” skill to move behind the Abomination marked with the number one and stabbed its neck with the Dragon Sword.
A message flashed in the corner of my vision.
“Critical Hit.”
I just realized using “Neck Cut” before attacking resulted in a critical hit.
The massive mass of flesh fell to the ground.
“Don’t look away! I’m your opponent!”
Mabo Sung rushed over.
I grinned and spoke.
“Looks like you’re in a hurry.”
Judging by Laura’s silence, this one wasn’t it.
I moved toward the number two Abomination.
Mabo Sung desperately reached out his hand.
His bewildered face showed the spell wasn’t working.
“Why, why isn’t it working?!”
He opened the Necronomicon again.
The pages turned automatically as if to cast another spell.
“Critical Hit.”
I sliced the next one’s neck.
“AAAAAAAAARGH! Why isn’t it working?!”
Mabo Sung, who had been so arrogant before, now wailed in despair.
“Is this one not it either?”
At last, Mabo Sung appeared to realize.
“You, you! You know where it is, don’t you?!”
“What are you talking about? Oh, your Life Vessel?”
Mabo Sung gaped in shock.
I shrugged and moved to the next target, decapitating him.
“Critical Hit.”
The third Abomination fell, spraying blood.
There was no way they could withstand an A-rank critical hit affecting strength and agility.
They fell like autumn leaves.
“Wait, stop. Give me a moment.”
Mabo Sung began begging pitifully for his life.
“I’m no different from you! I have grievances too, and I resolved them by imposing private sanctions!”
I used “Neck Cut” on the fourth monster.
Mabo Sung lunged toward me desperately.
“Please, please. If I die, I can’t go to heaven or hell! Because I made a pact with a demon, I’ll suffer eternally. Please.”
“Have you ever granted mercy to someone pleading for their life?”
Seeing his convulsions, I suspected my guess was right.
I plunged my Dragon Sword into the Abomination’s neck.
“Critical Hit.”
Thud.
The massive body collapsed.
[Now I can sense it clearly. It’s near the right chest area.]
I turned the Abomination’s corpse over and made an incision near the chest.
A glowing blue bead caught my eye.
Definitely the Life Vessel.
I pulled it out and held it in my hand.
I applied pressure.
Crack.
A fissure appeared on the Life Vessel.
A red gemstone was visible inside.
Apparently, Liches can pass on their legacy through a Life Vessel instead of a heart.
“AAAAAAAAAAHHH! Please!”
The K Pharma Villain, who had already reached me, swung his fist.
“Since you can’t use magic, you’re resorting to fists?”
Unfortunately, his punch passed through my body.
Black mist swirled from it.
I had used the “Mist Form.”
I extracted the red gem from the orb.
While kicking and punching my mist form, blue flames started to engulf Mabo Sung’s body.
“Nooo!”
The flames roared, cremating Mabo Sung in an instant.
Soon, only ashes remained.
—————-<Succession>—————-
[Strength permanently increased by 33]
[Agility permanently increased by 21]
[Intelligence permanently increased by 64]
[Luck permanently increased by 47]
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I took out a post-it note and wrote “Killing” before placing it atop the gem.
