Living in a World That Is Destined for Destruction - Living in a World That Is Destined for Destruction chapter 164

＜ Episode 164 ＞

Giing.

It was so small that it was barely audible, but the sound amplified in the darkness of the night pierced John’s ears.

machine noise.

The sound of the machines running from the bodies of the four enforcers became a strange harmony, choking the whole area.

– Rebellion will not be permitted.

A mechanical sound rang out from behind the iron mask, and at the same time the four enforcers took a step.

ridge!

“Well.”

With a huge reverberation, enormous pressure pressed down on John, and a moan naturally flowed out as he felt as if he was trying to squeeze his whole body.

‘······Magic? incantation?’

Unidentified, a huge flow of power surrounded the executors, and John could guess why the executors were acting in groups of four.

‘Is it a kind of power that is jointly exerted? I heard it roughly, but it’s amazing.’

Ignorance breeds fear, so gathering information about potential enemies is an essential virtue for survival.

It was nice to have reached the level of a superman and have great power, but considering the treatment that a superman receives in Luna, it is only natural to encounter an enforcer someday.

So John gathered information about the Executioner, and fortunately, there were people around John who were familiar with the Executioner.

– They’re not funny.

Caidel evaluated the Executioner in one word.

When Caidel spoke, the expression on her face showed mild annoyance.

And John thought that the story of Caidel that followed was enough to make him annoyed.

– I don’t show up on the subject always spying on me from close range. It hides itself with an optical camouflage, but it’s hard to detect even if you let go of your nerves. It’s not a common thing.

An optical camouflage with performance that would be difficult for someone with Kaidel’s level of power to detect.

It’s dangerous enough by itself, but it’s nothing compared to the story that follows.

– I don’t know what kind of metal it is, but the ability doesn’t work well. On such a subject, they use their abilities well. Basically, the body is strong and strong.

When it comes to power, the simpler it is, the purer and stronger it is.

John’s ability is so unique that it is hard to find a similar one, but it has poor fuel economy and it took quite a while to apply it in real life.

It could be seen just by looking at John’s struggle with Roarok, who had the simple power of telekinesis.

– There’s nothing you can’t do to subdue it. But it’s obvious that something quite annoying will happen, so I’m just leaving it alone.

After hearing Caidel’s story, John gathered and organized the information in his own way, and now that he faced the executor at close range, he was able to conclude a rough analogy about the executor’s identity and power.

Ugh.

An organ located deep inside John’s brain began to extract this ability, and at the same time, using this ability as a driving force, rigid body art is in full swing.

Wooddeuk.

With a subtle sound, John’s joints subtly twisted and prepared for battle, adding strength to his muscle fibers and skeleton that far surpassed those of ordinary people.

The pressure that had been tightening his body with the force of squeezing his whole body receded, and John, who straightened his upper body with his shoulders open, held a huge revolver in his hand.

An emotionless mechanical sound flowed from the executioner who checked John’s eyes, which shimmered in dark red light.

– Confirmation of hostilities.

thud!

Each of the enforcers took a step forward and raised their hands.

– As of the current time, carry out the execution of Fixer John Doe.

clap.

“You are saying funny things.”

The smile on John’s lips twisted as he raised his revolver and aimed it at the bailiff in front.

“The hostilities started with you guys.”

Hostile to the Executioner is an act of turning Luna’s public power into an enemy.

If it were a normal John, he would not do this, and would choose the path of negotiating and compromising with the public authorities.

But that’s just a normal situation.

Due to the existence of the devil, the limiter in John’s heart has been released, and there is no brake for John to focus on his goal.

The only thing that fills my head is the tenacity to complete the mission.

Anything that hinders it must be excluded.

Even if it meant fighting the entire city.

***

Gigging.

The arm that was stretched forward in the exact same position was split in half and turned into a muzzle, and a huge amount of energy began to be concentrated along with the light.

It took a moment for me to frown at that figure.

bang! bang! bang!

With an explosion, 50 BMG bullets flew towards the executor in front, and at the same time, the light from the muzzles created by the executor’s arms shimmered, but all at once flew towards John’s seat.

Quaaa!

Waves of light with the momentum to split rather than transcend space.

No matter how much the power was limited to anti-personnel use, weapons that should never be used in the city were fired to subdue a single person.

Kwak Kwa Kwa Kwam!

With a huge explosion, a light that blew away the darkness for an instant exploded, and the space was distorted, and plasma-generated gas swayed here and there.

charged particle cannon.

The destruction caused by the concentration of powerful beam weapons, which were also used during the Great War, was powerful beyond imagination.

but.

Chijik.

– Check blow loss. drop in output.

The body of the executor in front of John swayed, revealing the body hidden by the remnants of light.

There was a large hole dug in the surface of the armor, which should have no scratches, and although the upper body could not be blown away, the living body visible inside the hole was stained black.

The bullet fired by John.

The bullet’s tip, made of adamantium and composed of single molecules, hit the executor’s armor, and the ensuing explosion blew away part of the armor.

This is astonishing.

It is a story that not only blocked John’s bullets, but also prevented damage by simply dissipating part of the armor during the nuclear fission that followed.

Considering that countless enemies had been knocked down by John’s bullets so far, the executioners had defense power beyond common sense, and this part probably aroused Caidel’s irritation.

– After returning to headquarters, request maintenance.

If it was a living person, it would have been a blow that wouldn’t be strange if he collapsed right away, but there was no emotion at all in the machine sound that flowed out.

– reject Confirm John Doe’s survival. suppression was not completed.

The mechanical sound of the executor, who was wearing a reddish mask, sounded.

bang! bang! bang! bang! bang!

With a loud explosion, a bullet flew through the dust of the center of the explosion where the charged particle cannons were concentrated.

The target was an enforcer who had been hit once.

The speed of bullets aiming for the limbs and torso was beyond common sense, and it seemed that there was no way to escape.

At this rate, the executor’s torso would fly away and the body would surely lie on the ground at that moment.

Quadduk.

With a loud sound, the Executor crouched with his arms forward, and at the same time the armor on both arms spread wide and took the form of a shield.

Five bullets hit the shield all at once.

Qurrr

The neutrons waiting inside the bullet rushed into the uranium all at once, causing a huge explosion and projecting that energy forward.

– Radiation check. Anticipate catastrophic effects on living organisms. Be prepared for exposure.

Both arms were completely blown away, and the armor was cracked all over, but mechanical sounds flowed from the executor, who was still alive, and at the same time the executor’s formation changed.

The executioner, who was almost incapable of fighting, stepped back, and the remaining three surrounded John in the form of a triangle.

“Is it Adamantium after all?”

John’s voice came out of the explosion center where the charged particle cannon exploded, and what was there, completely dusted, was not John, but a large metal sphere.

The surface of the sphere, which has a mercury-like surface, shimmers and moves like a liquid, repeating division and coalescence here and there.

John stepped out of the sphere of metal, and the liquid metal slowly began to circle around him as six large shields.

A dark red shield with a mercury-like texture.

John, who had time to become a superman and improve himself, did not neglect the weapons he possessed.

The same was true of the active defense system that he found in the dungeon and put to good use until now, saving John from danger several times. After numerous attempts, John was eventually able to upgrade his shield.

A combination of liquid metal and adamantium that made up the body of a berserker.

It created a complex defense system that can freely change its appearance depending on the situation, and its durability is enough to block a direct hit from KEPCO particle artillery.

‘Did the two sheets disappear? It sure is scary.’

However, the power of the charged particle cannon was strong.

Because two of his shields, originally composed of eight pieces, could not withstand the immense power and evaporated.

It’s a material that John can’t easily make, so it’s like power is running out right now.

But more than that, John’s gaze was staring as if he was going to pierce the entire body of the executioners, and he nodded and concluded.

“Everyone in Luna was fooled.”

clap.

A sneer rose from the mouth of the fixer who raised the revolver.

“You can’t transmute adamantium? Those who are covered in adamantium walk around like this?”

Despite John’s sarcasm, the bailiffs just stood there in silence.

***

Hard armor that doesn’t work well with abilities.

There was a hint from this alone, but what I was sure of was the moment I saw it myself.

John’s ability quickly grasped the physical properties of the Executioners’ armor, and although the texture was slightly different, he knew that the properties were infinitely close to adamantium.

The key to that judgment was the part that blocked John’s bullet.

Since the tip was made of a single molecule, the bullets that should have pierced everything in the world could not completely penetrate the armor, and even in the ensuing explosion, the damage was suppressed to the extent that part of the armor was simply blown away.

As far as John knows, the only metal with this level of strength is adamantium.

Quick.

The mask of the bailiff who was waiting on one side of the wire was cracked, but it fell off within seconds.

It was shocking to have prevented the nuclear explosion, but there was no damage, and it was not enough to blow off both arms, and the body armor was on the verge of completely disintegrating.

Eventually, the armor and mask cracked and fell to the floor, revealing the Executioner’s true face.

The true face of the Executioner, which anyone in Luna will surely be curious about.

However, there was no change in John’s gaze and expression, and it was the same for the executor who was confronting John, as well as the executor who had suffered enormous damage and was no different from being naked.

I could see a middle-aged man with a pale complexion and a tanned but firm upper body.

As if he didn’t know what pain was, the fact that his expression didn’t change was something that would naturally arouse admiration, but John wasn’t impressed at all.

“You’re a cyborg, too.”

On the contrary, contempt was in his voice.

Except for the face and strong upper body, all parts were made of cold machines.

The entire back of the head was made of metal, as if it was connected to a part of the brain, and the entire lower abdomen, as well as the shoulders, was a machine.

Although most of the citizens living in Luna wear implants, there was an indescribably strong sense of incongruity with the executioner.

It feels like something more coercive and tight.

And John knew at once the identity of the sense of incongruity.

“yes. A cyborg unit with abilities. That’s the bailiff.”

The eyes of the executioner, who seemed unperturbed under any circumstances, seemed to waver slightly.

＜ Episode 164 ＞ End