Chapter 185
Chapter 185
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Translator: Ryuma
Chapter: 185
Chapter Title: The Great Labyrinth is Dangerous - 5
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The Hannam-dong Clan members had their guns stolen and were plunged into the worst mood imaginable.
The auction house overflowed with mocking comments about them, and morale plummeted to rock bottom.
People were saying things like, how could they let their guns get snatched just because they couldn't guard them properly?
Some even pulled aggro, taunting that they might as well hand them over if they were just going to lose them anyway.
Of course, the Hannam-dong Clan didn't accept those demands, but they couldn't help feeling their pride take a hit.
Especially So-ye, who was so frustrated she felt like she might die.
Stealing them by sneaking in with stealth while she was resting—what kind of nonsense was that?
"God, this is so annoying..."
While she moped, a few people jumped to their feet after hearing the news from the auction house.
"The Chinese bastards are in total chaos right now?"
"Gunshots going off— this ain't no joke."
Something had definitely gone down.
Right on cue, someone posted a comment saying they'd spotted Sung-ho.
The fact that he'd shown up after not being seen at all lately probably meant...
So-ye shot to her feet and rushed to the leadership.
The Hannam-dong Clan had dispatched a handful of members to the Great Labyrinth, with Oh Jung-min acting as leader.
He frowned at the sight of So-ye rushing over.
"No."
"You have to hear me out before saying no."
"You're just trying to go watch Sung-ho fight, aren't you?"
How did he know?
Oh Jung-min sighed and tinkered with his gun.
"The vibe beyond there's gone straight to hell. No doubt Sung-ho's beating the crap out of them. Butt in for no reason, and you won't even break even."
"How do you know that?"
"You can tell from how things are playing out. This is just between us—don't even think about interfering. I don't wanna deal with cleaning up bodies."
"Tch."
She pouted and backed off.
At that moment, someone urgently sounded the alarm.
Monsters had invaded the base.
So-ye snatched up her gun and charged into battle.
Her trait was Terrain Mastery.
She could run along walls and pull off all sorts of insanely acrobatic moves.
The reason an idol singer like her ended up with a physical movement trait was probably because she was more dancer than vocalist.
Anyway, watching her fight always left people dizzy.
Because she never stopped moving for a second.
"Yaaah!"
So-ye unloaded her gun at the swarm of oncoming skeletons.
Bullets weren't efficient against skeletons, but dumping enough of them did the trick somehow.
Not satisfied with that, she pressed forward one step at a time.
It looked like she was venting the grudge of losing her gun to the Chinese on the skeletons.
"Die, die, dieee!"
So-ye felt her stress evaporate and was satisfied.
But... where the hell was she?
She glanced around.
She'd gotten too hyped and ended up in the wrong spot.
"Get it together, get it together."
Surely gunshots would echo from somewhere.
She perked her ears and headed toward the base.
But the place she arrived at wasn't where her comrades were.
It was a slaughterhouse.
Monster and human corpses lay strewn in disarray, the walls lacquered in blood.
"Gasp."
She pinched her nose against the gut-churning stench of blood that nearly made her pass out.
Dull thuds began echoing from nearby.
So-ye whipped her head around and widened her eyes.
Beyond her flashlight beam, Sung-ho was herding the Chinese.
Bang!
One of the Chinese aimed downward and fired a pistol, but for some reason, it hit another Chinese.
"Urk!"
The moment the sacrifice dropped, heartbeats thundered through the surroundings.
The pistol shooter had become the murderer.
So-ye watched Sung-ho scale the wall toward him.
What?
Wasn't his trait space-related?
How was he wall-running better than her, with Terrain Mastery?
In that brief moment of shock, Sung-ho closed in on the Chinese and swung a massive blade.
Slash.
The head of someone who'd been the murderer a second ago flew off, blood splattering the wall.
"Hiiiaak!"
The surrounding Chinese panicked and tried to flee, but Sung-ho's fist slammed into their guts, jaws dropping wide.
"Urghhh!"
Thwack!
So-ye squeezed her eyes shut at the gruesome sight.
Taking a hit like that might send your soul straight to the heavens in one shot.
When things quieted down, Sung-ho's gaze landed on her.
His blood-red eyes and blood-smeared face terrified So-ye.
"Why are you here?"
The deep, heavy voice settled in calmly...
So-ye answered without a thought.
"J-just... I ended up here while fighting..."
"...Gunshots that way—must be the Hannam-dong Clan, right? Go there."
Surprisingly polite?
So-ye looked in the direction he pointed, then back at him.
A man merciless to enemies, but kind to everyone else...
Without realizing it, she approached him.
But he held up a hand to stop her.
"Go that way. No time."
To So-ye, it sounded like he had no time to waste on someone like her.
She got inexplicably emotional and stared him straight in the eye.
"Am I not good enough for you?"
"What the hell does that mean?"
"I'll be honest. I like you. You're strong."
"So?"
So-ye swallowed dryly.
Even after showing this much sincerity, his face barely changed at all.
Not even stepping on a passing ant would register less.
"Lately, I've felt it. Hunting among people won't secure my future. Protect me. I'll give you something in return."
In the apocalypse, what that meant was obvious.
Sung-ho turned away with a smirk.
"Da-jeong would lose her shit if she knew about this."
"Da-jeong—you mean that girl from before..."
"She's one fierce lady. Sorry, she's enough for me, so don't come any closer."
"Why? They say men don't turn down ten women. Don't you want to hold me?"
"Not really."
Sung-ho clamped his mouth shut and started walking.
In truth, his head was crammed full with plans to drive out the Chinese—he had no spare time.
So-ye blocking his path in the middle of that was honestly a bit annoying.
No choice but to move fast before wasting more time.
As he trudged away, she suddenly yelled.
"Hey! Kang Sung-ho! You'll regret not answering right now! Know who I am? Violet So-ye! So-ye! Do you know how much money guys spent just to hold my hand once? You jerked off to my fancam too!"
Sung-ho froze at the shout.
Then he approached her, mithril blade in hand.
"Wh-what..."
The flat of the blade touched her chin.
Sung-ho said lowly.
"I'm warning you—don't cross the line. If I say no, it's no."
So-ye couldn't even breathe properly from the stabbing sensation through her whole body.
Only once the blade lifted could she finally draw breath.
Sung-ho's gaze left her.
"And I've never watched your fancam. Maybe someone else's."
"Wh-who's?"
"No need to know. Don't take interest in me. If you bother me next time, you're dead."
His voice dropped lower, but the sincerity came through clear.
As So-ye bowed her head, Sung-ho vanished somewhere.
She muttered very quietly.
"...I'm a tough girl, Sung-ho."
The Chinese were helplessly shoved back like a flock of sheep by a single man.
A few had guns, and there were even a handful of ability users over level 15.
But they couldn't stop the lion who organically grasped the situation and battlefield to launch attacks.
No, they couldn't even pretend to block him—they just flailed around.
"Monsters behind! Monsters!"
"Uwaak!"
Every time they fought him, monsters appeared like they'd scheduled it.
From the Chinese perspective, it was downright absurd.
Why weren't those damn monsters attacking that punk?
In truth, they didn't even have time to ponder it.
Because they were dying one after another to Sung-ho's attacks.
It was truly miraculous that the murderer event hadn't triggered after killing so many Chinese.
Bark! Bark!
Some ability user unleashed big dogs.
Not the same trait as Jim-in's—definitely Beast Tamer related.
Sung-ho opened a dimension gate without even looking back, summoning Dingo.
All while kicking the foes in front of him toward the skeletons without missing a beat.
"Dingo, kill."
The now massively grown silver wolf charged the hounds.
Dingo's bulk wasn't quite bull-sized, but bulkier than a decent calf.
The reckless hounds flinched as they charged, but it was too late.
Dingo pinned one with a paw and bit another's neck, flinging it aside.
Yelp!
The wail of canine animals is always the same.
"Nooo!"
Shu Pei, with the Tamer trait, screamed at her pet dogs' deaths.
She'd sent them because she was told to, never expecting a monster like this to pop out.
No way that's a Tamer trait?
But watching him mercilessly butcher her comrades, it didn't seem like Tamer either.
"Please... please!"
She stared dazed at her pets' deaths, then startled at the sudden appearance of someone.
"Ah, ah..."
The mithril blade swung, and she lost her ankle.
Being restricted in movement in the Great Labyrinth was as good as death.
She met a gruesome end under attacks from goblins that appeared from somewhere.
Such scenes were unfolding all over the Chinese base.
At least 100 Chinese, getting utterly wrecked by one man.
Joo Seung-su, responsible for this mess, surprisingly shook off his underlings and fled.
"Huff, huff..."
He couldn't forget it.
Sudden fireworks exploding, underlings' arms getting severed.
The hulking guy wasn't satisfied with that—he even reflected bullets fired right in front of him.
An utterly unbelievable sight.
The reflected bullet killing another underling triggered deathmatch.
The man used the deathmatch to pick off his underlings one by one.
First time learning that murders sometimes don't count in deathmatch.
"You lizard egg bastard!"
Joo Seung-su grumbled as he ran.
A bit further and he'd reach the entrance.
Hard to fight that guy in the narrow, dark Great Labyrinth, but outside? Totally doable.
Fueled by rage, he shoved his underlings aside as he ran.
But a strange thought crossed his mind.
'That guy... it felt like he was letting me go...'
He could've easily killed during the panic from the fireworks.
But he let him go.
Almost like telling him to run.
Joo Seung-su hurriedly shook his head to banish the thought.
'No, he doesn't know who I am.'
Thinking that eased his mind a bit.
If he slipped out the entrance and regrouped with his underlings, they could somehow deal with the guy.
He recalled a movie from the days when the mainland was still fine.
That epic scene of hundreds, thousands of arrows raining on one man.
'Not quite that level, but dozens should be plenty.'
A smile finally crept onto Joo Seung-su's lips.
He shoved past his clueless underlings and bolted for the entrance.
Finally emerging beyond the dimension gate, his underlings were awkwardly waiting for him.
"Wh-what happened?"
"Prepare to welcome the guest! That punk's coming out soon."
"Who?"
"Who cares who! Punk shows up, you shoot him with arrows!"
The underlings hurriedly scattered into position.
Joo Seung-su stood at the front of the dimension gate with his men.
If the arrows pinned him down, he'd finish him off personally.
But the man who burst out of the gate moments later wasn't Korean.
He'd lost one leg, bleeding and crawling on the floor.
"S-save... save me..."
Joo Seung-su dejectedly lowered his gun.
He waited a long time in that state, but the punk never showed.
No way—was he too scared to come out?
"Liu Xiao-hu, step up."
"Y-yes..."
One underling approached the gate, trembling.
Then an arm shot out from the gate, grabbed Liu Xiao-hu's neck, and hurled him aside.
Joo Seung-su frantically aimed his gun at the gate.
"Come out! Come out!"
His underlings hadn't even gotten into position yet, but he was too pissed to hold back.
Sung-ho slowly stepped out of the gate.
As expected, Battle Royale hadn't ended, so the battlefield was still active.
In other words, murder wouldn't make him the murderer.
"Good escape. Impressive."
Sung-ho's praise twisted Joo Seung-su's lips.
"Impressive...?"
"Yeah. Think I let you go because I had nothing better to do?"
"Then why..."
As he recalled the memory, Joo Seung-su glared and shut his mouth.
The thought hit him—maybe this guy let him go to find the entrance.
A smile crept onto Sung-ho's lips.
"Battle Royale ain't over here yet. Means I can kill all you bastards without becoming the murderer."
"You think you can pull that off alone?!"
As Joo Seung-su shoved the gun barrel forward in a frenzy, Sung-ho spread his arms wide.
"Shoot."
"..."
"Shoot, I said."
Even after the second urging, Joo Seung-su couldn't pull the trigger.
Because he'd seen the man in front of him deflect bullets.
He had no idea that was a side effect of Dimension Wall, which vanished the moment he entered the battlefield.
Maybe standoff a bit, let the underlings loose their arrows, then take his time cooking him?
As Joo Seung-su hesitated, a blue dimension gate suddenly appeared in midair.
"Huh?"
Everyone froze in shock at the sight of a different gate from the Great Labyrinth one.
Then a thick bolt shot out, piercing Joo Seung-su's chest.
He realized he'd been attacked only belatedly.
"Th..."
There was no intense pain.
Joo Seung-su stared at his chest with bloodshot eyes and dropped dead on the spot.
His underlings' brainwashing broke, leaving them bewildered.
"Wh-what?"
"Where are we?"
"Battle Royale battlefield."
Rat-tat-tat!
Sung-ho kindly explained as he sprayed bullets at the underlings.
They crumbled like dominoes, and Chinese belatedly flooded the building.
"Shoot! Blast him!"
Someone yelled, and dozens of arrows rained down.
But Sung-ho had already dodged into the dimension gate.
And using a sniper rifle, he picked off the enemies outside one by one.
A massive uproar erupted in Bucheon's Chinese stronghold.
The Great Labyrinth is Dangerous - 5 End