Chapter 36
Chapter 36
Chapter 36
The Witch's Chapter (3)
Kwang!
Rena's body staggered and flew like paper swept up in a storm.
'Tsk.'
Although the attack succeeded, Na Uram was not satisfied.
He failed to strike a vital point precisely and ended up hitting her shoulder instead. He felt her shoulder blade crumble, but it didn't kill her in one blow.
Since he couldn't change direction in midair, he had to wait until he touched the ground.
Na Uram, who moved his internal energy to fall to the ground as quickly as possible, immediately leaped toward Rena.
The moment he approached within close range of Rena.
Suddenly, the form of a demon appeared as a black shadow between Rena and Na Uram. And Rena's body was covered in black fog.
Na Uram didn't stop and passed through the demon's form.
Then the demon's form turned into smoke and seeped into Na Uram's body.
"Kuk!"
Na Uram felt his body being bound as if caught in a spider's web.
Right in front of him was Rena, wrapped in smoke. Rena's eyes were closed.
At close range with Rena, Na Uram gritted his teeth.
"Euah!"
Na Uram screamed as he drew out all his internal energy.
A battle of strength.
His tendons bulged as if they would burst above his muscles, and Na Uram's entire body turned red.
The moment all the muscles in his body felt like they would snap.
Kwang!
Finally, the smoke that had bound Na Uram scattered in all directions, and his fist struck Rena's face.
Rena was pushed back 50 meters, drawing a long line on the ground.
'Am I going to die like this?'
Rena sensed death.
Life was rapidly leaving her body. She couldn't breathe, and her eyes wouldn't open.
—Keukkeuk, shall I give you a chance?
The demon's voice.
It was the voice of the demon who, after giving her power, always watched with a chilling gaze.
—You're going to die now.
'I don't want to die.'
—It will be terrible suffering. I'll play with you like a toy and then throw you to the lower demons as their plaything. Hell hounds will tear at you, and your soul will slowly disappear, and imps will tie you up like a dog and wander around the demon realm.
'N-no.'
—Half of your soul will be ground up and buried in the soil of the demon realm, and the rest will be divided into six pieces to be used as decorations. As a sign in front of livestock pens that says ‘No Entry’ Kikik, you'll live like that for 5,000 years.
'S-stop!'
—And then I'll sew your soul back together with thread studded with thorns and sell you off. What will be done to you there is not my concern.
'Please!'
—Aren't you angry? Don't you want to kill those who made you like this?
The demon's voice became as sweet as if tempting.
—Shall I let you have revenge?
'Revenge...'
—It's so unfair. Those bastards will live happily after killing you. Since you're gone, they'll enjoy their lives comfortably. Those bastards will be happy even after they die. While you'll be unhappy.
'That can't be!'
—Now, think carefully. Kill those bastards and inflict pain on all humans in this world.
'Pain?'
—The pain you'll experience after you die. You'll show it to the humans here first. Then you won't feel wronged. All humans will feel pain equally, just like you.
The demon spoke the words it had been holding back as if whispering.
—Then all humans will come to understand you.
Rena opened her eyes. Not her physical eyes, but her mind's eye.
The demon appeared clearly in her eyes.
The demon wore a benevolent smile as if understanding. Rena imitated that smile.
'I'll accept it.'
The demon suddenly laughed loudly.
It was a bizarre and cruel laugh.
At the same time.
Na Uram, with his body suspended in the air, unleashed the Falling Dragon Fist toward Rena's fallen body.
The moment the intense energy wave was about to strike Rena's body, suddenly her body turned into fog and was scattered in the energy wave of the Falling Dragon Fist.
'What?'
The warriors trapped in ice also all scattered into smoke in unison.
However, they only moved violently and couldn't escape from Na Yuri's ice.
The fog that Rena's body had transformed into rose into the sky and changed into the form of a demon. And it spoke in a clear voice so that Na Uram and Na Yuri could hear.
—We will meet again soon.
The fog disappeared like that.
The smoke trapped in ice settled low, and only the murky wind generated naturally remained in that place.
"Did we lose her?"
While Na Uram was looking at the place where the demon had disappeared, Na Yuri removed the smoke trapped in the ice.
"She became a slave to the demons."
Na Yuri said as she came to Na Uram's side after removing all the smoke.
"I didn't know she would go that far. That's more painful than dying."
Now, Rena's body would be dominated by demons. But Rena's mind remained alive.
However, she couldn't have any control over her own body.
She would feel all the physical pain, hunger, and mental loneliness, but her body would move according to another's will.
Mages know this, so no matter how extreme, they make contracts after death.
"She fell for the demon's temptation."
Na Yuri was expressionless.
"Was she a friend?"
"Yes. Very briefly."
"Do you feel sorry for her?"
At those words, Na Yuri shook her head.
"Not at all. I just feel uneasy. Because she'll appear again someday."
As they were finishing their conversation, suddenly a loud noise was heard from the distant sky.
'Fighter jet?'
It wasn't a regular passenger plane. It was much fiercer, and the approaching speed was fast.
The sound was heading precisely in the direction where they were standing.
"Let's go back."
Na Yuri immediately chanted a spell and created a teleport magic circle.
At the same time, the identity of the fighter jet in the sky was revealed.
Only then did Na Uram realize that what was flying toward them was not a fighter jet but a bomber.
The bomber dropped an enormous amount of bombs toward Na Uram and Na Yuri.
Kwakwang!
The bombs exploded all at once as they touched the ground, turning all the areas where the battle had taken place into ruins.
The place where the bombardment had passed.
Nothing remained there.
That night.
A meeting was held again at the White House.
"The analysis is complete. I'll display it on the monitor."
The gazes of the powerful people who move America turned toward the monitor all at once.
Various figures and graphs appeared there.
One researcher in a white gown explained the results in front of the monitor.
"There were no traces of bodies at the location you mentioned. We even conducted DNA identification, but couldn't find any."
"Does that mean they're alive?"
"That's what we conclude."
The president let out a gloomy groan.
The final bombardment after the fight between the reincarnators ended was something he had ordered.
It was to eliminate those who could become threats.
They had watched the entire situation via satellite and saw the scene of two teenage Koreans in action.
The president ordered the bombardment. It was a judgment that the two Koreans would ultimately become threats as well.
It was an operation prepared from the beginning in case Hunter Hall failed in the hunt.
The bombardment was carried out like that, and they hastily deployed the military to search for traces of bodies.
Just because an explosion occurs doesn't mean traces are completely erased. They examined the surroundings using all cutting-edge equipment, but there were no signs that people had died.
"Will they just let this go?"
An aide asked in a worried tone.
"Issue an emergency alert order to all military forces. We don't know what might happen."
As the president was giving orders.
Jjeojjeok!
Suddenly, the conference room walls began to freeze.
An aide hastily stood up and tried to open the conference room door, but it wouldn't budge.
Everything froze like that. The temperature dropped rapidly, and even the siren sound that had been ringing briefly disappeared.
"What is this..."
Someone lifted a chair and struck the door. But what broke was the chair.
Urgent wireless communication continued.
—The entire White House has frozen. The doors to the outside won't open.
The reports continued.
—Frost has formed so we can't see the situation outside.
—The windows have also frozen and won't break even with guns. We'll activate all emergency programs.
While confusing reports continued, an urgent message also arrived for the Secretary of Defense. This was soon conveyed to the president.
"The air force base that led the bombardment is under attack."
The president's face began to turn pale.
"We've created a bigger enemy."
The president's voice trembled.
"Your Excellency, you must remain calm."
The aide's voice, giving advice, also trembled. Not from tension, but from the rapidly dropping temperature.
The cold air even stopped electronic devices from operating. Basically, no electronic devices connected to the walls were working at all.
The conference room became like a frozen storage. Breath escaped visibly each time they breathed, and they couldn't even lift their feet due to their shoes frozen together with the floor.
"Check with Hunter Hall if there's anyone who can remove this ice."
The Secretary of the Interior called with trembling hands, but the other party's voice couldn't be heard.
"With the failure of this attack, Hunter Hall doesn't seem to be in good shape either."
The Secretary of the Interior, who had actively supported this operation, couldn't lift his head.
Then, the Secretary of Defense shouted into the phone.
"Hold out until support forces arrive!"
The situation at the air force base was even worse.
"What's the extent of the damage?"
"They say all the fighter jets at the base have been destroyed."
"All of them?"
"Yes, that's correct."
The president couldn't believe it.
"There must be significant casualties, too."
"They say there are no casualties yet. The enemy seems to be destroying only fighter jets."
At that report, the president's eyes changed.
"Perhaps there's hope for us."
"Why do you think so?"
"I think not causing casualties is to negotiate with us. Everyone, let's hold on a little longer."
The president skillfully led the audience again.
After 10 minutes had passed like that.
Someone appeared in front of the ice wall where the monitor had been.
It was a beautiful black-haired girl in white clothes.
The beautiful girl stared expressionlessly at the American president.
Everyone held their breath at her sudden appearance suddenly passing through the wall. They had expected it, but seeing it in reality brought extreme fear.
At least the president maintained his composure.
"Why did you try to kill me?"
The one who appeared was Na Yuri. She asked in a voice colder than ice.
The president couldn't answer. Because he knew what consequences his single word might cause.
"Shall I answer for you? Because I'd be a threat someday."
The president bit his lower lip.
Na Yuri's words continued.
"You tried to kill me because I'm a dangerous element. So I'm also trying to eliminate the dangerous element that tried to kill me. How's that, fair?"
"We are protecting our citizens..."
Chaeng!
An ice spike flew with a loud noise and stopped in front of the president's two eyes.
It was such a quick attack that the president couldn't even close his eyes.
The sharp tip of the ice spike was clearly visible in the president's eyes. His terrified appearance was reflected on the spike.
The president's composure, which he had barely maintained, collapsed because of this.
"When trying to kill someone, be prepared to die. A guy I know said this. I agree with those words, too."
The president bit his lip until it bled.
"You'll die in this place. And the military that tried to kill me will also disappear. Eventually, the country called America will cease to exist, too."
Jjeojjeok!
Clear cracks were drawn on the ice wall.
Everyone in the conference room looked at the president with fear-stricken eyes. Their eyes were full of desperation.
The appearance of those who had leisurely discussed the fate of America and other countries had already disappeared.
"Is there no room for negotiation?"
"No."
The ice wall began to make rough sounds.
"You chose the wrong word."
The Witch said with a thick sneer.
"You should have asked if there's room for forgiveness."
A blizzard swept through the conference room.