The Anti-Intellectualism Demon King’s World Invasion - Chapter 111



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Episode 111

I ran to catch the excitement.

Even in the midst of all this, care was taken to prevent the female singer from taking revenge.

It was positioned exactly between the two, blocking the singer’s view.

The singer tried to create an angle from which to fire sound waves by turning her head here and there, but I kept blocking her.

As the singer’s throat swelled like a toad’s, the scales on her neck stood up.

I feel like my throat is going to burst.

In reality, Siren has no way to recover the sound waves she produces, so she must emit them unconditionally.

But my interference was so thorough that there wasn’t even a little bit of room.

The singer gave up on revenge and raised her head, trying to release the sound waves that filled her mouth into the air.

Meanwhile, Shin-ha shook me off and ran at full speed.

But you can’t ignore me, who knows how to use the lightness technique of the West Sea’s Dongjeong Jinkyung.

I caught up with him in no time.

Now that the sonic threat was gone, I leisurely grabbed the guy by the scruff of the neck.

At that moment, my senses went on alert.

Danger looms overhead.

I instinctively jumped back.

thud!

I could see the ceiling lights shining brightly right over my head.

Shinhane couldn’t even make a sound and just fell down.

Shinnaegi, who was lying there bleeding, did not move at all.

Could it be that he’s dead?

What on earth is going on?

I raised my head and looked up.

The lighting fixtures appeared to have been cut with a knife.

The sound waves shot by the singer seemed to knock down the lighting fixtures.

If you were aiming for this, you are truly a great strategist.

But looking at the surprised look on the singer’s face, it doesn’t seem like it was intentional.

When I saw the blood pooling on the floor, I felt a mixture of regret and annoyance.

Tsk! I guess I won’t be able to get any more information about this special department.

Siren keeps getting in the way of everything I try to do, I wish I had just killed her first.

Anyway, I have to get it done now.

I rushed at the singer.

The female singer, who had been rejoicing at her lucky revenge, panicked at my attack and hurriedly puffed out her throat.

He quickly fired a sound wave, but I simply blocked it with my golden shield.

I quickly got right in front of the singer and lightly swung my shield.

The Siren’s throat was as strong as steel, covered in scales, but it could not stop the golden shield of the gold dragon.

The singer’s head fell to the floor with a thud.

Then, all the zombie audience members fell down at once, as if they were robots that had been powered off.

The hypnosis that had kept them from dying had completely disappeared.

Is it all over now?

As I was walking towards Jungwoo and Bomi, I saw Shinnae’s body twitching excitedly.

Are you still alive?

As I approached, I could faintly feel Shinnae’s breathing start to pick up.

But looking at his head that was soaked with blood, it seemed like even if I called Nurse Jang, she wouldn’t be able to save him.

He muttered to me excitedly, his breathing ragged and wheezing as if the air had been deflated.

“I’m sorry, Nara. You were my first fan, so I should have believed in me until the end. Ugh!”

He vomited blood but didn’t stop talking.

It seemed as if he was confused with the person called ‘Nara’ and I, perhaps in a state of near-death delirium.

“I thought about it many times. In the end, I might not have succeeded, but you wouldn’t have left me. But I want you to know this. The reason I wanted to succeed was because I wanted to see your smile.”

Judging by the atmosphere, it seemed like Nara’s first fan was his ex-girlfriend.

By the way, when Shinnae-ga sang the song ‘My Story’, there was a woman in the video behind the stage.

A woman with long, shaded hair stood alone and listened to the live performance while busking.

Then, a brief scene was shown of the two going on a date to eat ramen at a convenience store and starting to flirt.

I thought it was a cliche from a music video like Seasoning, but was it real?

“Sorry! Country! My first fan!”

Shinnae reached out her hand to me with her eyes blurry.

Even while dying, he spoke with beats to his lines, and I couldn’t help but admit that he was a heavenly rapper, regardless of his skills.

“My country!”

It seemed like Shinnae completely mistook me for his ex-girlfriend.

This atmosphere somehow feels like whatever question I ask, they’ll answer it.

I was desperate to ask about the identity of Byeoljubu.

But I thought that the last guy should at least be given some reconciliation, even if it wasn’t the cheers of fake fans.

I said, clapping my hands.

“I listened to my story well. The song was good.”

Shinnae smiled brightly at my compliment.

It felt like my blurry eyes were becoming clear again.

Okay, I think I’ve made enough peace with the past to allow me to ask my question.

I asked, imitating a woman’s thin voice.

“I, you know. I met a star guardian?”

“Ah. Gasp! He gave me new hope. Gulp!”

He was so tired that he gasped for breath and then vomited blood.

My eyes became blurry again, as if I had briefly regained consciousness just before I died.

I asked hurriedly without even changing my voice.

“Is the Star Guardian a ark church?”

“The Ark? The Star Bodhisattva hated the Ark.”

The Star Guardians hated the Ark Church.

“Then is Byeol Bodhisattva related to Socheongyunwang Ohumpa or the water mole?”

“Gasp! I gasp! How did you know that?”

Shinnae answered with difficulty, breathing hard as if she was going to die at any moment.

Then suddenly, as if he had regained his energy, his eyes began to sparkle.

This guy keeps changing his mind. Did he eat a lot of ginseng when he was young?

I don’t know if it’s true, but I’ve heard that if you eat a lot of ginseng, you won’t be able to breathe as easily when you die.

Shinnae said, looking straight at me.

“The Star Guardian told me to tell you, the King of False Mermaids, not to trust Shim Ji-yeon too much.”

“What? What do you mean? Don’t trust Jiyeon? How does Jiyeon know?”

I was so surprised that I lifted the guy up without even considering his excited state.

But the guy who had been so tenacious in his life had lost his focus as if he had passed away.

Don’t trust Jiyeon?

I was confused as even Dr. Oh’s suspicions arose.

“No. I believe it unless there is clear evidence. That’s the Korean Pit Bull.”

I shook my head vigorously and collected my wits.

At that moment, I heard Bomi calling me.

“Sir! Let us go quickly. We need to revive the dead man.”

“Captain! We must revive the God of Music. Please help us.”

What, the kids still haven’t been hypnotized?

As I approached, Bomi and Jeongwoo showed their teeth.

“Sir! Are you sure you’re the one who killed the King of Mask Singer? If so, I can’t forgive you.”

“Captain, I am disappointed. Get down on your knees and apologize to me loudly.”

The two tried to rush at me, but they were tied up and couldn’t move.

The audience was immediately hypnotized when the singer died, so why are they doing this?

Is there a difference between hypnosis of the living and the dead?

Anyway, we need to break the hypnosis of the children, but how do we do it?

After thinking for a moment, I thought about Bomi’s reaction when Jungwoo sang the song.

Oh! That would work.

First, he put a gag in Bomi’s mouth.

“Captain, what are you doing? Are you also trying to kill Bomi like you did?”

“I’m not trying to kill you. I’m just saying it’s noisy. You know, Jungwoo. I think our Jungwoo is a better singer than the dead King of Mask Singer. That’s why I think Jungwoo should become the Great Musician to replace the dead Shinnae.”

“What are you talking about? Are you kidding me?”

“No. I’m serious. If you don’t believe me, sing the song. I’ll listen to it and judge it. Bomi will judge it too.”

Jungwoo still didn’t let his guard down, but his suspicious eyes softened a little.

“I guess she muzzled me because she was afraid that Bomi would disturb me while I was singing.”

“Then. You caught my intention. I think that a unique voice and rhythm like Jungwoo’s would suit the times when we are underwater.”

“Okay. Then I’ll call you.”

Jungwoo started singing.

“I love you till the end~! Accept my love.”

The beat and pitch were completely off, and the scraping sound was so loud it felt like my eardrums were going to rot.

It was too much trouble to listen, so I nodded my head to the rhythm and put my hand on my cheek.

Then he covered his ears with his fingers.

Bomi struggled as if it was hard work, but she couldn’t escape because her body was tied so tightly.

Bomi rolled her eyes as she was about to hit her head on the ground in so much pain.

“I send it to you with gratitude~”

Jungwoo finished the song by adding the last vibration.

I untied the rope that tied Bomi up.

As soon as Bomi gained freedom, she flew up and hit Jeongwoo on the head.

“Never sing again, you tone-deaf bastard!”

Alright! Bomi is back to normal.

Jungwoo, who was getting up right away, answered in a crawling voice.

“Okay. I’m sorry!”

Jungwoo also returned to normal after being hypnotized by his own terrible song.

What a great voice.

* * *

“I was wondering why you didn’t come, but it turns out something like that happened on the cruise.”

Nurse Jang said with her eyes wide open.

On the other hand, Jinman felt regretful.

“Oh, my child! I should have gone. But how did Bomi and Jinman escape from the hypnosis?”

“That’s what I mean.”

I glanced at Jeongwoo and answered.

“It was a good medicine. I hit it a few times and it came back right away.”

Jungwoo gave me a grateful look, and Bomi seemed to be holding back what she wanted to say.

If Jin-man came to his senses to the sound of Jung-woo’s tone-deaf voice, he would definitely tease Jung-woo until the world was covered in dust.

Jinman said with an expression full of anticipation.

“There are no ghosts on that ghost ship anymore. So I guess I can farm to my heart’s content now.”

“I took a quick look around on my way here, but there wasn’t anything worth farming. People had consumed all the food and consumables like toilet paper, and what was left was either rotten or damaged.”

As Bomi said, there was nothing left on the Royal Flower.

“Hey, it’s just big. It’s a shiny apricot.”

Jinman smacked his lips as if he felt regret.

“Even a large apricot has its uses.”

“Huh? What do you mean?”

When Jinman looked at me as if he didn’t understand, Bomi snickered and said.

“The old man has everything planned out.”