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with fire in the middle of the night (2) A winter night in deep darkness.
Two men were loitering on the roof of a building in the back alley of the Bronze District.
They were wearing leather armor and swords under thick robes and black masks on their faces.
One of them opened his mouth.
“It’s so fucking cold. “This winter is particularly cold.”
Crunch, crunch.
The man rubbed his hands and raised his head. Across the alley, I saw a five-story brick building.
A high-rise building that is not often seen in back alleys.
That was the warehouse that Telia Company purchased, and it was also the reason why they were currently standing guard.
“I don’t understand. Are you mobilizing believers like us to stand guard because you have something important to do? “Just do what you tell the gangsters to do.”
“Just shut up. “Is it because you don’t know what kind of punishment you will receive if the apostle catches you saying something like that?”
“Did I say something wrong?”
The man took off his mask and rubbed his face with his hands. It was a struggle to somehow warm up my cold hands and face.
In the distance, Telia Company’s warehouse was bustling with torches hanging inside and out.
On the surface, it looks like the upper level has made a big deal and is utilizing the neglected warehouse.
In reality, it was all nonsense.
The man was a temporary believer, but he still knew that the bustle was not due to the business of the business.
They say they’re bringing forward some kind of grand plan or something. From there, I wasn’t particularly interested as it was the business of my superiors.
The man’s colleague opened his mouth in an anxious tone.
“I heard they are bringing in a lot of vagabonds these days. “Just yesterday, more than 300 people came in… I guess there’s something there.”
“Hehehe, I don’t think there’s a single bitch among them. “My lower body has been playing too much lately.”
“Just do it in moderation. It might be something serious. Haven’t you seen the Baek-mask and Geum-mask apostles running around busily since morning? You must have heard that the grand plan is being brought forward. “This is a revolution and a war, regardless of God’s will.”
Ugh.
The man shook his head. Anyway, his young colleague was so serious about everything that he was embarrassed.
Whether it’s a grand order or a revolution, it’s all up to the higher-ups. A temporary believer like him had nothing to worry about.
Have you ever said hello to Akmanji in the first place?
Unlike the man who had been living as a gangster in the back alleys for quite a long time, his colleague was a student studying in the mountains somewhere and did not know much about the world.
The man laughed and put his arm around his colleague’s shoulder.
“Hehehe, you son of a bitch. Idiots like us shouldn’t pay attention to that kind of thing. “If you just criticize them from above, if you kill them, if you kill them, if you just eat the woman…”
The man suddenly felt something strange while he was still speaking.
The arms that were linked together seemed to be hanging from a 2-meter wall.
Was his colleague this tall? It’s not. I’m sure they often made fun of me for being pudgy.
The feel of my hands as I inadvertently fumble is unfamiliar.
He must be 2 meters tall. A wide body. Muscles as big as rocks.
‘…Three punishments.’
Goosebumps ran down my spine.
The man who stopped fumbling with his hands slowly turned his head with trembling lips.
There were no colleagues.
Instead, a giant in a black robe was just quietly looking down at him.
“Fuck a girl…uh…who…?”
“Damn.”
The giant’s hand became blurred for a moment.
Crump!
That was the last thing the man saw.
***
“Are you a cultist with a rag in your mouth?”
Dallon muttered. He threw the bodies of the two Black Mask believers with their heads turned around in an appropriate place.
With this, the number of believers he dealt with was as many as thirty.
As expected, the cultists did not use the company’s warehouse as a base without any defenses.
Sentries were posted on the rooftop and in alleys around the five-story warehouse building.
As few as two and as many as six.
The sentries consisting of black masks and white masks were strategically occupying positions that were not easily accessible.
Their plan was simple.
When a small number approaches, they ambush them and attack them. When a large number gathers, they waste time and one or two people run to the business building to report the news.
Then, the main unit inside the warehouse would hide all the evidence that was rushing out and run away.
‘It’s an effective strategy. Even if the bronze guards came in person, a complete surprise attack would have been difficult.’
Of course, Dallon was capable of that perfect surprise attack.
He was an unremarkable individual and at the same time a warrior with inhuman strength and superhuman senses.
In just 30 minutes, Dallon was able to kill all the guards single-handedly and blow a hole in the surveillance network.
Jerk. Jerk.
Dallen walked slowly along the shadows of the alley.
It was a back alley on a late night without any torches, but the atmosphere was strangely different from usual.
Dallen soon figured out the reason.
That’s because there were beggars and addicts who should have been lurking around the back alleys around this time, but I couldn’t see a single one even when I looked around.
‘It looks like all the vagrants seen nearby have been dragged away. To increase the monster army as much as possible.’
Whether it is the Telia Company or the Apostles of Retrograde, their actions are increasingly reaching a reckless level.
This means that they have no intention of hiding their existence as the great world is just around the corner.
And that was actually fortunate for Dallon.
‘It’s a shame because they’ve been messing around all over the Bronze District. Otherwise, the security team would not have readily agreed to the operation to overthrow the otherwise intact commercial building.’
After defeating the Silver Mask Assassin, Sienna attempted to contact the Bronze Guard once again.
The content is whether it is possible to carry out a coordinated operation with the security corps based on Dallan’s overwhelming force.
That was yesterday, and it was this morning that I received a call from the security team.
The Bronze Guards left a message through Sienna that they agreed to the joint operation and would cooperate.
The gist of the operation was simple.
Dallen sets the fire and the guards put it out.
If I were to explain it further, it would be like this.
Dallon breaks through the guards’ surveillance net and enters the first floor of the warehouse.
And, regardless of whether they are gangsters or apostles, they start a sit-in protest on the first floor, kicking and burning everyone.
If you set a fire to such an extent that the bronze guards waiting a little distance away come to extinguish the fire, they ‘accidentally’ discover evidence of a cultist.
It was truly a clean and perfect script.
‘Now all we have to do is break into the warehouse and everything will go as planned.’
Dallen scratched his chin. Just past this alley was a warehouse building.
But why?
Dallen didn’t really like that plan.
“hmm.”
Dallen looked up.
In front of me, I could see the five-story brick building that was the warehouse of Telia Store.
In fact, this was one of the main bases that they would pass through at least once when fighting against the Apostles of Retrograde.
‘I died here once too.’
It was also here that the attempt to attack Telia Merchant, one of the Silver Mask Apostles, failed.
At that time, the store was on the 5th floor of the building.
A secret room on the 5th floor, with no windows and all sides blocked, like a relic where evil spirits were worshiped in ancient times.
Now that Daegye is not far away, Sanghoeju will definitely be staying in that secret room.
The point was this.
If he raids the first floor here, will the owner of Telia remain in the building until security arrives?
Or will he run away without anyone noticing and then sharpen his sword in preparation for the real battle that will follow?
‘You never know.’
Dallen shook his head.
But one thing was certain.
If he was lost during this operation, that would be the worst possible outcome.
‘There is one thing you should never do when fighting those types of people, whether they are cultists or devil’s agents.’
It’s about not stepping on something when you can.
Originally, the Apostles of Retrograde would have continued to grow in strength, growing to the point where they would surpass the Bronze Guards a few years later.
Dallen had no intention of waiting for that.
By crushing them in advance, we permanently eliminate one of the hundreds of events that could lead to destruction in this world.
And in the process, Dallon will become stronger.
Recover the corpses of characters who were killed by those guys, and get level-up and material benefits as a bonus.
The reason why Telia Sanghoeju cannot be missed was in the same context.
It doesn’t give you a chance to create any more variables.
Even the possibility of it being just one thing is erased and the rewards that can be obtained in the process are obtained.
Jerk.
Dallen walked back to the alley he had passed through. And then I thought.
‘It would be a perfect opportunity to test the skills I gained yesterday.’
***
Dallen walked around the alley and headed toward the back of the building.
This was because in his memories, the secret room where the merchant’s head stayed was located at the back of the building.
An alley about a block away from the warehouse building. Dallen looked at the 5th floor of the building and took a slow deep breath.
Seup.
Power overflowing throughout the body. My toes dig into the dirt.
As his strength value increased by 3, Dallen’s strength, which was originally superhuman, once again entered a new level.
It cannot be easily controlled with the control we have had so far.
In fact, even though I tried since yesterday, it was still difficult to completely control it.
Phew.
Exhale. Inhale again. The cold oxygen penetrating the lungs supplies new vitality to the limbs and body along the blood vessels.
Pow!
Dallen ran.
Plop! puck!
The dirt floor you stepped on bursts like a wave, and with each new step, a pile of dirt bounces as if you stepped on a puddle of water.
He was running at a speed comparable to a horse’s sprint, and at one point he took a strong step forward.
Cooung –
The floor momentarily moves like a wave.
It embodies the idea of jumping.
Focus on tying together the muscles of your entire body to push out the resistance beneath your feet.
and.
‘jump.’
Kwaang-!
A pile of dirt fell as if gunpowder had exploded, and Dallon’s new model was fired like a cannonball.
A body that flies in an almost perfect straight line, not a parabola, from the ground to the 5th floor.
‘It is said that the walls of the secret room are reinforced with several layers, making them almost as strong as castle walls.’
Dallen stretched out his fist, recalling the settings he had learned through the game.
The outer and inner walls of the 5th floor of the warehouse were said to be as strong as a castle wall, but it didn’t matter.
Even if there was a real wall in front of him, he would not have been able to overcome the combination of his body and skills that were far beyond humans.
The moment that fist touches the wall of the building.
Kkwagwagwagwang-!
A tremendous roar erupted, and Dallon was already inside the secret room.
Coogung! thud! Kurrrrrr.
Rocks rolling around him and large and small debris falling.
Dallen slowly lowered his fist and right arm, which were emitting hot steam, and brushed off the small debris with a casual attitude.
‘It’s been a while.’
Beyond the settling dust.
The panoramic view that was only seen beyond the monitor appears once again.
A secret room with no windows and the only source of light is torches hanging here and there.
Strange patterns and shapes engraved throughout the room, illuminated by the torch, give off a strange feeling.
On the other side of the outer wall he broke through, there was a row of solid wooden doors with small iron bars like prison doors.
‘That prison is where an army of monsters is filled.’
He captures vagabonds, creates an army of monsters, and uses the power of this secret room, a sanctuary serving evil spirits, to put them to sleep.
The reason why hundreds of thousands of monster armies were created within the city and yet remained undetected was because of such thorough management.
Rustling.
At that time, I felt like I was popular. Dallen turned his head with an indifferent expression.
“…I even witnessed the presence of God with my great disciple.”
The place where the popularity broke out was near the small altar made for the evil spirit in the middle of the sanctuary.
Next to the altar, a middle-aged man wearing a black robe and holding a silver mask in his hand was looking at Dallen with a bewildered expression.
“Today is the first time I’ve ever wondered if my eyes were hallucinating. “Did you use a spell?”
The middle-aged man asked.
Dallen walked away without saying a word. It was a long stride toward the altar where the middle-aged man was.
Telia Sanghoeju, who rarely shows his face in public and whose real name is not even well known.
There were many strange rumors circulating about him in the world.
There were rumors that he was a drug dealer driven out of the southern empire or that he was the child of a knight’s concubine from the eastern kingdom of Britain.
Of course, few people seriously believed that.
Most people think that Telia Sanghoeju was just a resourceful merchant who looked forward to an early old age.
‘But the reality is closer to rumors.’
No, perhaps the reality was more unrealistic than the rumors floating around.
Telia Sanghoeju Archalis Philenom.
He was a retired knight who had been active in the Imperial Knights for a long time, and he was a dark figure who had taken over the Bronze District commercial area with one hand tightly controlled by the drug and prostitution business in the back alleys.
Additionally, he was one of the two most powerful boss mobs among the Silver Mask Apostles.
Dallen pulled out his axe. The dust that settled on his shoulders followed his footsteps.
“I don’t know about spells or anything.”
He walked up to the face of Telia’s merchant Archalis Philenom and raised his axe.
“If your eyes hurt, go to the ophthalmologist. You are a wealthy business owner.”
The hatchet was lowered.
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