Hiding a House in the Apocalypse - Chapter 427



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Courage and fear are a zero-sum game.

As one person feels fear, the other one gains courage.

The steps are light.

The distance between them narrowed in an instant amid the bastard’s intimidation.

Distance 50, no 45.

I aimed the harpoon tip at the bastard and pulled the trigger.

Cheeeeeeek-

The rocket flew towards the thing with a thunderous roar.

I waited for the harpoon to sink into the thing, watching the heat and shrapnel of the aftershock strike its wounded back several times.

That was the moment when the harpoon was about to reach the bastard.

thud!

A shock wave erupted just before.

I felt as if my soul itself was being swept away by a strong wind, and I stared at the changes occurring in my shaking vision with wide-open eyes.

“?!”

Something strange happened.

Time has stopped.

No, to be exact, the rocket stopped.

Even though the harpoon that killed the monster was emitting a burning tail, it was unable to advance and was stuck as if caught in the air.

At that moment, the concept of telekinesis occurred to me.

A memory flashed before my eyes of Na Hye-in stopping falling debris in midair using her telekinesis.

“······.”

Does that guy also wield similar powers?

Despair was rising inside me, but my body was rushing towards him without me knowing it.

Ultimately, what our hunters ultimately rely on is neither advanced weapons nor support from their colleagues.

Srrrrung–

Being before all conditions.

It is ourselves.

I resumed my charge, drawing the two axes that had become a part of me.

“senior!”

Where I’m headed is not that guy.

Standing tall in the back is a statue of a Chinese hero, probably the people.

The statues, which feature more than twenty people looking in one direction and striking poses typical of communist propaganda, such as clenching a fist or putting a hand over one’s mouth to shout, appear somewhat abstract, perhaps influenced by modern art trends, but even so, the fact that there are many points to climb is clearly visible even in the narrow field of vision.

“Senior Park. What are you doing?”

“Senior! Come to your senses!”

I said something to my juniors who were talking noisily.

“As you can see, he’s trying to engage in close combat. Don’t just watch, but support him. Anything is fine. Annoy him.”

I glanced at the guy.

The harpoon I fired was still hanging in the air, spinning madly and struggling within the invisible curtain the thing had spread.

I had a feeling for a moment.

Even with his telekinesis, it’s not like he can completely fix it.

Monsters may seem at first glance to have powers close to omnipotence, but each of their powers has its own limitations.

Even the reflective field that represents them right now stops functioning when it receives a certain amount of shock.

The harpoon caught in the telekinetic net fell powerlessly.

Bam-

Before I knew it, I was in the center of the stone statue.

Above the head is a crack, behind it is the face of a statue of an unknown people, and in front is a gray-white enemy.

The statue is pointing somewhere with its finger.

Perhaps the creator intended the finger to point to a cause, or the ideological ideal pursued by the Communist Party, but what the bronze finger is currently pointing to is a gray-white monster.

He ran with his huge arms outstretched.

It is visible.

The distance between us.

It’s within reach.

I flew up with an axe in my hand, looking at the relatively flat body of the creature and the horn-like protrusions and joints on top of that body.

bang!

I hear gunshots.

It’s Kim Da-ram’s.

thud!

The shock wave responds.

The shock wave that hit me from close range was so strong that it made me dizzy for a moment, but I didn’t give in and jumped up, looking for a place to land.

Bam!

I climbed on top of him.

At that moment, the bastard’s huge body began to move.

It may be a jolt to him, but it’s an earthquake to me.

He called Jeon Sang-sun while maintaining his balance.

“pianist.”

Calling someone by their call sign rather than their name has a special meaning.

It contains a stronger demand to hang up a call sign and do it.

“Carry out a full-scale fire within the station master’s range.”

Jeon Sang-soon is not a team member I chose.

He had a flawed character.

Always conscious of myself and trying to surpass myself.

It may be that the friend is a direct disciple of another instructor, not Jang Gi-yeong, but it seems that his desire to be remembered as the best hunter in the collapsing world of our old school hunters, who will soon disappear from the stage, played a bigger role.

I like that kind of competitive spirit, but I often heard stories about his mental health being a concern in addition to his skills, so I was reluctant to hire him on the team.

But a vacancy arose and Jeon Sang-sun strongly applied.

As expected, he repeatedly exposed his mental weaknesses.

But now it’s time for him to prove his worth.

“······Copy.”

I see Jeon Sang-sun running towards me.

He entered the range of the reflection field with a grenade launcher that now had five recoilless grenades, six in number.

“What if my senior gets involved?”

“Don’t worry and shoot.”

“Are you serious?”

“Isn’t this a good thing for you?”

He said with a sly smile.

“A bad joke······.”

Jeon Sang-sun aimed the Bigeokjincheonrye directly.

Thump- thump- thump- thump- thump-

He fired five grenades at the monster.

I watched the situation unfold while maintaining my balance on top of the shaking monster’s massive body.

A grenade is coming.

I know very well the power of that grenade.

If I get involved, it will be difficult for me to avoid death.

But that’s why I took a gamble.

I will definitely stop that guy.

I gritted my teeth and prepared for the future that would soon come true.

thud!

A shock wave occurred.

The shock wave that came directly from above the bastard’s body was too much to bear.

Even though I clench my teeth, I feel like I’m losing consciousness.

But I persevered.

And see.

Five grenades spinning in the air.

The guy has used his telekinesis again.

Thump-

I felt my consciousness awaken as if my heart was knocking, and I ran towards the head, or rather the main body, of the thing that stood out like horns.

That’s the main body.

That’s right.

The shockwave erupted right above the bastard’s body.

Now the guy is right in front of you.

You won’t be able to use those fancy telekinesis powers either.

The guy’s telekinesis would already be overloaded.

With that thought in mind, I leapt at the guy again.

In a split second of leap, I saw the monster’s head.

A angular appearance that seems to be a direct copy of a giant insect, a scarab.

The part corresponding to the eye has an organ that appears to be shiny, different from other parts, but still has a gray-white color.

My image covered the smooth surface of those eyes.

Charging towards the guy with two axes in hand.

I felt it in that moment.

Can kill.

You can kill that guy.

I rushed at him with only pure murderous intent.

thud!

The shock wave exploded, but my mind and body were already machines moving toward a single purpose.

It was while thinking like that that I was about to swing the axe.

“······.”

My body doesn’t move.

I quickly figured out the situation.

I was no exception.

Even I am floating in the air, caught up in the invisible power he created.

A telekinetic trap caught Park Gyu right in front of the bastard.

The monster’s face is right in front of me.

We stared at each other from a distance where an axe could be struck if we just swung our arms.

“······you.”

I told him.

But neither I nor he could have heard those words.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Kwakwakwak!

Because the lightning bolt shot by Jeon Sang-soon was exploding in the air.

I spoke to the thing again as I watched the shrapnel, shot out like a shotgun blast with a flash of light, magically stop right in front of me.

“I will kill you.”

A strange gleam appeared above the bastard’s eyes.

That was the last battle I remember.

He threw me down.

In the midst of my confused vision and scattered consciousness, urgent voices were heard.

“······Professor out”

“The professor was hit. The operation failed. I repeat. The professor was hit. The operation······.”

“Professor, everyone, evacuate the scene immediately.”

“Joshoujoura~.”

“Joshoujoura!”

…

…

In the midst of the explosion of the lightning bolt, I was thrown unconscious through the crack.

Jeon Sang-sun was said to have been killed shortly thereafter, but his body was never found.

After that, I stayed on the battlefield, going in and out of the cracks several times, but I couldn’t last long and left the battlefield.

The rest is known.

I prepared for destruction.

The professor died and Skeleton was born.

But the story returns back to its origin.

He’s over there.

Many things are visible in the dreamy ruins covered in fog.

Ghost, apparition, illusion, whatever you want to call it.

If you just look at the fog made up of countless particles, images that vaguely pop up in your head will appear on their own, using the particles as a canvas.

That includes my past self.

Professor.

A man who was so determined that he didn’t allow even a single inch of error.

But he can’t say it.

Because it’s just an illusion I created.

But I think I know what he’s trying to say.

I want to tell him.

His judgment was not wrong.

After leaving the battlefield, I desperately tried to forget the events of that day, but the more I tried, the louder the voice inside me became that my judgment was not wrong.

It’s proof time.

Srrrrung-

My new, cumbersome weapon.

I heard the maul.

“Are you sure that’s okay?”

Ha Tae-hoon and Gong Kyung-min look at him with puzzled eyes.

Kim Da-ram, who arrived late, caught his breath as he thudded down the case containing the heavy sniper rifle.

“I can at least see the silhouette here.”

She also found the weapon I was carrying.

“What is that toy? Are you really going to use it?”

Even Kim Da-ram said something like that.

As I was choosing my words for my response, I saw a skinny zombie standing there blankly.

My benefactor is Jang Gi-yeong.

By any chance, have you come here to meet your disciples?

How should I explain it?

Suddenly, Jang Gi-yeong laughed brightly.

I can see that.

His empty eyes have long since lost their pupils, but he is looking at the “rocket axe” I am holding in my hand.

“Park Gyu! Everyone ignored your opinions written in the report. Yes. That’s right. There is a limit to all the energy he can produce. Telekinesis is no exception. Even if he’s the leader of the monsters! The reason you lost that day was because that punk Jeon Sang-soon didn’t carry the Harpunizer, but a toy like the Bigeokjincheonrye.”

Jang Gi-yeong hated everyone who was not his disciple, but he hated Jeon Sang-sun in particular.

Although this gentleman was called a swindler, he had a keen insight and knew exactly why Jeon Sang-soon came to my team.

It seems that the gentleman also knew that if “Professor” was denied and “Pianist” rose to the top ranks of Old School Hunters, his meager career would be over.

“If that bastard had a Harpnizer, that monster would have had no time to stop it. That’s exactly where I got the idea to make a weapon for you. Huh? Isn’t it simple? Just like a barrage of shells destroys a reflective field, you can just suppress its telekinesis with force. Park Gyu. That’s exactly what you have in your hands.”

Jang Ki-young paused for a moment and said.

“Maul.”

He imagined something like a smile on his torn mouth.

“The hammer that judges monsters.”

I shut my mouth for a moment.

“······.”

Did you think of the same name?

Even though we are a priest-disciple relationship, and even though most of my thoughts have been influenced by him, it is such a strange coincidence.

In the midst of the unknown turmoil, Kim Da-ram’s voice suddenly penetrated my consciousness.

“Senior. We’re in big trouble. It looks like the leader of the monster horde that started from the crack in the east has appeared. It looks like Senior Na Hye-in is holding them back, so they won’t last long.”

He nodded and looked around before looking at Jang Gi-yeong.

You all must have heard.

A sermon from my teacher, who was my mentor and the de facto founder and principal of our school.

I saw my colleagues’ reactions.

It’s strange.

Ha Tae-hoon tilted his head and Kim Da-ram looked at me with strange eyes.

Is something wrong?

As expected, Gong Kyung-min spoke to me rudely.

“I feel like I’ve been looking into space for a while now. What’s that? Am I hallucinating or something?”

I stared at him blankly.

Can’t you see it?

There, standing there blankly, is our teacher, Jang Gi-yeong, watching us.

Strangely enough, neither Ha Tae-hoon, Gong Kyung-min, nor Kim Da-ram, who arrived late, paid any attention to Jang Ki-young, who was standing beyond the fog, as if it were a lie.

“Didn’t you hear anything just now?”

Everyone shook their heads.

I looked at Jang Gi-yeong again.

Before we knew it, he was watching us from a distance.

I saw my colleagues.

It was only when I saw their expressions that I understood what they were thinking.

I guess it’s not visible.

It seems that they do not see the figure of my mentor and teacher, Instructor Jang Gi-yeong.

“······.”

I found it curious, but decided not to think too deeply about it.

In this fog, where the cracks swirl, strange things beyond human understanding often happen.

I believe that my gift is incorporated into such a miracle.

In fact, he is a character more suited to the world of mythology than reality.

My mentor, standing far away, waved at me.

“Go. Park Gyu.”

At that moment, my eyes widened.

There is someone standing next to Jang Ki-young.

grow.

No, it’s a professor.

“Go, Professor.”

Beyond the professor, I could see the shadows of countless young friends wearing the same clothes and marks as me, but I decided to ignore them.

“······.”

The past is the past.

It is said that humans seek lessons from the past.

I think that’s enough for its past uses.

Crunch!

I hear gunfire and cannon fire coming from all directions and look at our enemies crouching in the distance.

I raised my head.

Suddenly the sound of a helicopter was heard.

I looked above my head but there was nothing to see.

Gong Kyung-min said while checking his cell phone.

“Hey. Park Gyu.”

He said with a look of incomprehension on his face.

“They say Kang Han-min has appeared?”

“okay?”

Gong Kyung-min’s expression changed.

It’s a face that is genuinely concerned about me.

This guy would know best.

How I felt when I left the battlefield and put Kang Han-min and Na Hye-in in Yeokrin.

But now even Kang Han-min is a thing of the past to me.

Look ahead.

A vague silhouette is visible beyond the fog.

This is probably what humans do.

Opaque and unknowable.

But even so, humans challenged, broke, collapsed, and sometimes succeeded.

“Tell everyone.”

He walked forward, holding a two-handed axe that was heavy rather than solid, almost like an instrument of punishment.

“Team Professor is going into battle.”