Hiding a House in the Apocalypse - Chapter 429



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thud!

Shock wave.

Many scholars have pondered this issue.

How on earth does this shockwave produce so many miraculous powers that we cannot understand?

Some say it is a manifestation of pure energy similar to nuclear fusion, some say it is a reaction of chemicals that humans have not yet reached, and still others cautiously claim it is a manifestation of a third form of energy that is psychic and of which humans are ignorant.

Neither side offered a clear answer, and humanity was left to slowly or rapidly perish, accepting the shockwave phenomenon as it was.

“Just” is a simple expression that is vulgar and insultingly simple compared to the hard work of scholars.

People accepted and tolerated them as if they were just monsters.

Me too.

I was curious about the phenomenon called shockwave, but I knew that curiosity wouldn’t solve anything, so I thought of it as a phenomenon, or more specifically, a pattern, a behavior in the combat manual.

But as I was running towards him, bumping into everything, something like inspiration came to me.

To be honest, I would say it’s just a flash of brilliance.

Could this shock wave be a signal that requires some kind of radio wave, like a cell phone?

So, the monster itself does not create power by turning a generator inside itself, but rather draws power from somewhere else through the shock wave.

The entity that supplies the power is probably beyond the crack, their world.

Those monsters themselves are like mechanical devices created directly by the world of nothingness beyond the cracks, where there is only silence.

In fact, although most of the Earth has been submerged by erosion, we have never seen a single instance of a monster being cannibalistic or replenishing its energy by consuming natural materials.

The same goes for zombies.

Less interesting than monsters, but where do zombies, who are of human origin but maintain their appearance for years without eating anything, get their energy?

Although some zombies are cannibals, even in places where cannibalism is not possible, zombies remain alive and well for years.

It is clear that even obese individuals before becoming zombies retain their human-like bulk.

They get their energy from a completely different place than we do.

And through that energy, they create a series of miracles called powers.

Like a reflection field that occurred right behind me.

and.

Cheeeeeeek—

Just look at the invisible force that caught the harpoon of fire that was about to pierce through him in midair.

“······.”

I stared up at the spinning rocket, caught in the air with the bastard, with indifferent eyes, as it stopped advancing for quite some time.

The bastard is still looking down at me with his head down.

The sight of Park Gyu in his sparkling, glossy, gray eyes is undeniable.

“okay.”

I felt lethargic.

It’s a little different in nature from the lingering drowsiness I’ve felt on the battlefield for a long time.

Is it a feeling of slight disgust at the end of familiarity or understanding?

“Park Gyu! He uses the same moves as before!”

“It doesn’t matter.”

He threw away the Harpoonizer launcher.

It did not include the cool, restrained posture that I learned from Jang Gi-yeong and tried to practice myself.

I just threw it away.

Bam-

Kim Da-ram’s urgent cries are heard from behind.

“Senior! There’s a new model behind you! There’s a bunch of new models! Executioner type! He brought a bunch of them!”

“Squirrel. Intimate just once.”

bang!

“They’re coming!”

“Avoid it if you know how.”

Slowly I take out my weapons and those of my master again.

I looked up at the guy.

The questions I’m going to ask him are already set, but I’d like to ask him one more thing.

He spoke calmly, looking at me reflected in his shining gray-white eyes.

“······Is it fun?”

The cell phone on my left chest strap feels a little hot.

Our monster – Pingp friend, did you chat with him?

I miss you, but I’ve always been a model student.

The harpoon’s propulsion system, which had been spinning and writhing in the air, finally snapped and fell to the ground.

I looked at him and said again.

“I am having fun.”

I ran towards him.

Three lessons learned from China.

At long range, the guy can’t use his powers.

In other words, it means that you are defenseless except for moving your body.

Of course, there are no structures around that the guy can climb up onto like that.

There is no way for a human less than two meters tall to aim a cold weapon at the head of a giant monster that is dozens of meters tall, but let’s do it my way.

The entire field of vision was covered in gray-white.

I got under the bastard’s body.

Eight legs are visible, stuck out like blades.

“······.”

The answer is simple.

If you lose, you’ll be fine.

The monster’s body is likened to a long-dead tree.

What an apt metaphor.

Although some species have similar armor plates, this rare monster, an elite even in the monster world, does not have such specifications.

He swung his two-handed axe with all his might.

Bam!

There was a deep gash on his leg.

It may only leave an axe mark on the beautiful tree, but the effect is certain.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The thing sent shockwaves that felt like a hammer hitting my heart, and it ran backwards with a body that was unbelievable for such a gigantic thing, bringing me back into view.

“Park Gyu!”

“senior!”

“Professor!”

He responded to his colleagues’ shouts by lightly spreading out his palms.

The meaning of that gesture is non-intervention.

This is my fight.

I ran at him again.

It is visible.

The pillar-like legs I took a picture of earlier.

Swing it with all your might.

Boohoo—-

Of course, the two-handed axe is not my main weapon, but I have chopped quite a few pieces of firewood while living in a bunker.

Maybe thousands of them were lost?

Bam!

It creates a bigger wound where there was already a wound.

Bam!

There is no need to hesitate or be afraid.

The guy moved his legs in a hurry to try to trample me,

Boom! Boom! Boom!

It’s like catching a rat with a stick.

Of course, he is not a cow and I am not a rat.

I avoid all the heavy footwork that seems like it will hit me,

Bam!

I chop off the bastard’s legs again like a lumberjack cutting down a tall tree.

Creak-

There was a crack in the bastard’s leg.

One of his secrets was observed.

The inside of the bridge is surprisingly empty.

They’re already weak and weak, so they have no choice but to start a fight since they’re empty inside.

As I ran to swing my axe again, the creature retreated, waving its eight legs busily again.

He stares at me again.

I feel something.

A smile appeared.

It can’t be helped.

Now that I finally have the same feelings.

It’s hate.

He quietly tilted the axe towards the bastard.

And wait.

thud!

Until the bastard causes a shockwave.

An intangible force, familiar yet seemingly unfamiliar, took hold of me.

I tried moving my body.

“······.”

It doesn’t move.

I was completely captured.

Just like that fight back then.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The guy is coming towards me.

It approaches me, lifting its giant leg, which I had cut down, as if it had an injured leg, and moving only with its remaining seven legs.

He probably just wants to trample me to pieces.

“Park Gyu!”

“senior!”

Na Hye-in’s words flashed through my mind as if I had seen them in a dream.

“It’s not easy to grab a living thing with telekinesis. What should I say? A living thing. Especially a soul like a human being, or rather, an animal that thinks and emits strong brain waves. Those brain waves or consciousness seem to interfere with telekinesis. So grabbing a living thing with telekinesis and lifting it up is not as easy as it sounds.”

According to her, the guy must have used a considerable amount of strength to catch me.

This Park Gyu is also a fairly strong person even among humans.

“······Going.”

He glared at the guy and spoke calmly.

Press the button you were already touching.

Cheeeeeeek–

A beautifully inverted umbrella-like steel skirt unfolded at the bottom of the axe.

This is a titanium skirt made by Seven and the rest of Korea’s proud engineers.

No one other than its creator could have guessed its purpose, but it was definitely worth showing it here today.

Press the second button.

There is no response, but the solid fuel contained in each of the two twin propellants mounted on the bottom, which probably account for most of the weapon’s weight, is mixing.

Beep–

Press the third button as you see the blue light come on.

thud!

The guy took a step forward.

If I take one more step, it will trample me.

It doesn’t matter.

Cheeeeeeek—

The fire is on.

The rocket axe caught fire.

The flame that started out small.

Whoosh whoosh—

Despite the titanium steel skirt, it burns fiercely, emitting heat that could roast my entire body with just air.

The terrifying heat eventually takes on a single-directional movement.

It’s moving forward.

My vision begins to shake violently.

The intangible force that held me captive and the propulsion system created by human technology are competing in strength.

In the midst of the fierce struggle, he suddenly flew forward.

For a moment, I was lifted more than 10 meters into the air.

I was lucky.

If I had stayed a little lower, the melting snow-covered ground and the countercurrent heat would have baked my body more quickly.

It was difficult to endure even when wearing heat-treated pants.

“Park Gyu!”

Gong Kyung-min’s voice is heard from behind.

I waited.

It’s not their turn yet.

It is not because of experience, knowledge, or doctrine.

That’s how I feel.

My senses tell me that countless monsters have been sent back to their lands, fueled by the flames of unfathomable hatred.

That it is not yet time.

Cheeeeeeek!!!!

The handle begins to heat up.

Heat is being transmitted through heat-treated gloves.

It’s not a feeling.

In fact, your hands are being roasted with charred iron.

Still, I won’t let this go.

I am the winner.

Endure extreme pain and wait for the right time.

Cheeeeeeek!

I feel a burning pain in my legs.

Even with the best heat-resistant treatment, the temperature of a rocket flame exceeds several thousand degrees.

I even put two of those on.

Chinese military standard tactical small missile propulsion system.

Even if my entire body, not to mention my lower body, gets fried, I wouldn’t be able to say anything.

So everyone thought it was crazy.

It was the same for me.

Cheeeeeeek!

Smoke is now rising from my hands.

“senior!”

“Professor!”

The colleagues who were watching shout again.

I told them.

“atmosphere!”

But what can I do?

Am I already crazy?

“wait!”

Not yet.

yet.

A little bit.

A little more.

okay.

I feel it.

The bastard’s eyes gleam.

thud!

Another shockwave.

“Now is the time!”

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Tata tata tang!

bang!

Two things happened at the same time.

One is that my body was pushed back for a moment.

But that force was soon countered by the reflective field that unfolded behind me.

He tried to push me with all his might using telekinesis, but his output was reduced due to the development of the reflection field.

That means he has no more room to spare.

The child of infinity was briefly deprived of the attribute of infinity.

That means one thing.

Shh …

The scenery changes so quickly that it is impossible to control.

After a momentary flash.

puck!

Park Gyu was stuck in the bastard’s torso.

As expected, I held onto the red-hot axe handle that burned my hand and used the blade to break off part of the bastard’s torso.

“······Ugh!”

As expected from a crazy person, the moment of impact was so shocking that it made me dizzy.

As I quickly turned the rotary valve, the flames of the propellant, which seemed to express my anger, finally stopped.

I checked the situation.

I can’t breathe.

Perhaps a broken rib is puncturing a lung.

I exhaled with all my might.

“Ugh!”

A small amount of blood refluxed from the esophagus.

It’s a good sign.

I can’t breathe.

Of course, the situation is not good.

The extreme pain and the resulting danger signals that make me feel like I might lose consciousness at any moment seem like they would turn my consciousness off at any moment.

But both arms are still intact.

The tendons of the legs are also intact.

I straighten my spine, which makes the human stand upright, and pull out the axe that pierced the gray-white flesh, and look at the head of the thing that is glaring at me.

“······.”

I raised high the red-hot axe that was burning my palms even at this moment.

The guy waves the small arm attached to his joint in protest.

Hit it.

Bam!

The axe blade cut off the struggling leg and lodged itself in the joint.

He climbed up, holding the axe.

I crawled up onto the guy’s head.

Now he’s under me.

I pull my palm, which is so burnt that it almost sticks to the iron, away from the axe and take out my other self, my alter ego.

Srrrrung-

The two axe blades flashed and illuminated the eyes of the monster that had risen to my eye level.

In his dazzling eyes, only two axes are now visible.

“······.”

Bam!

I struck the bastard’s head with both axes with all my might.

So that there is not a shred of mercy, no, so that there is no regret.

Scratch! Scratch! Scratch!

It hits, and hits again.

This is a question.

What humans throw at them.

Are you guys going to die too?

If there is no answer, I will just keep hitting you.

Bam!

Until the bastard dies.

The bastard’s huge body shook once.

The shaking made my body shake like a magnitude 6 earthquake, but still my axe did not stop.

Something was found inside the damaged bastard’s head.

A gray-white sphere.

It had such profound depth that it seemed more like a collection of energy than matter.

I don’t know what it is.

There is only one thing I can do.

He lifted both axes at the same time and struck the inexplicable sphere.

The moment the axe touched the sphere, the scenery changed.

One word dominated my consciousness.

that.

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