There Is No World For ■■ - Chapter 781



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EP.781 I hope the Russians love their children too. (9)

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Communists on bikes and trucks swarmed the hotel, making endless noise.

They fired bullets into the air, overturned passing trucks, and blew up intact streetlights and vehicles to trigger alarms.

As if they were advertising their movements.

Whatever their true purpose, they succeeded in causing chaos in the middle of the night. But there was something else that caught the eye the most.

A chunk of ice suddenly fell from the sky.

Kwaaaaang – !!!

The sight of a huge chunk of ice, almost the size of a glacier, falling from the sky and blocking the entire front entrance of the hotel was surreal.

Communists shooting from motorcycles and trucks, fleeing truck drivers and civilians, and even the Red Star running at the very front stopped and stared blankly at the iceberg.

The tall beauty who landed on the ice right after also added to the unreality.

“… .”

A brief silence.

What broke the silence and unreality that followed the fluttering black hair was the voice of the red star standing at the forefront of the communists.

“… Master of the Crow. I never thought I would see you in a place like this.”

“Do you know me?”

“I know. How could I not know the war hero who massacred American soldiers?”

“… .”

“Are you here to fight the American soldiers with us?”

A fierce tone of voice that reminds me of a speaking voice. Corvus put his right foot forward and spread his palms as he spoke.

“I have only one thing to say to you. Go back. There are no American soldiers here, only innocent people.”

Then the fake red star sent a signal to the communists and said:

“Are you planning to monopolize all the meat in the hotel? Or… Oh, I see. I guess it’s true that the Suin like to eat young human flesh?”

“There are rumors like that, but they are all misunderstood. In fact, we like red meat better. It has a tangy taste like ketchup.”

“under!”

The moment after the fake red star burst into laughter, two communists behind him pulled out an anti-tank rocket. A rocket nicknamed the ‘magic wand’ rather than its original name.

!!!

The rockets, which had been proven effective in the hands of terrorists as well as several communist countries, were launched with a strong aftershock. One was aimed at Corvus, the other at the hotel.

But both rockets exploded simultaneously in the air, not at their targets.

“-What?!”

The Reds who had launched the rocket were confused, but the fake Red Star was different. He, the superhuman, could see. In a split second, the spectacle of two ice picks exploding the rocket warhead.

‘This is becoming a nuisance.’

While he frowned, the other Communists opened fire simultaneously. As bullets and rockets rained down on the hotel entrance, Corvus completed his order.

Passus! Dozens of ice spears appearing out of thin air. And intersecting bullets and ice spears.

-Oh my!

-Throw the grenade!

– Cover! Cover!

The winner was Corvus. Unlike Corvus, who could block bullets with his shield, the communists had no way to block the powerful ice spears. The nearest truck was skewered, and a scream burst out from the mouth of the communist who had the ice spears stuck in his limbs.

The fake red star clicked its tongue briefly as frozen oil and blood soaked the asphalt.

“Tsk.”

There is no plan that goes according to plan, isn’t there? He recalled the old adage and changed his order.

“Divide the unit in two, half will help me to attack from the front! The other half will infiltrate from the rear!”

It was a tactic that took advantage of their numerical superiority, and the communists followed orders as quickly as experienced soldiers. The communists on their bikes split in half and turned around to surround the hotel.

Of course, Corvus had no intention of just sitting back and watching.

“Do you think I’ll just leave it alone?”

She jumped down from the ice block and slammed down on the ground. And then, centered on where she landed, PASSWHACK! The ground began to freeze.

The effect was obvious. The bikes running at the very front squeaked – ! They slipped on the ice, and the communists, whose shoe soles were frozen, stopped walking.

The power of one person stopping dozens of people.

The fake red star watched Corvus overturn another truck, then drew his sword from his waistband.

Sling – The sword that came out of the scabbard with a clean sound was different from the commonly used Asha’s sword.

A sword with a long, curved blade extending from a pommel that resembles a bird’s head.

Corvus, who recognized that it was a sword used by the Cossacks, a nomadic people of the Soviet Union, said while holding the sharp ice in his hand.

“Shashka? You brought some antiques.”

“It’s more than an antique. This is the sword of the founder of the Red Army.”

“That sword is too good to be broken.”

As he said that, Corvus threw ice at the bypassing commies.

Even though enough ice chunks were thrown to split people in two, let alone iron plates… she was unable to confirm the deaths of the commies.

Because of the red haze that spewed out from the body of the fake red star.

“What is the stock price…?”

Corvus looked back and forth between the haze that filled his surroundings and the bloodshot, fake red star eyes.

“After identity theft, you’re going to do a martial arts murder that has no pulse? You’re really a communist. Why, are you trying to start a revolution now?”

Then the fake red star answered roughly.

“Revolution? No, our goal is more than that.”

At the same time as those words filled with life, an even more intense haze began to bloom from the fake red star’s shoulder.

A typified murderous spirit that filled the surroundings, if not the sky. Corvus looked up at that murderous spirit without realizing it and realized something strange.

Beyond the hotel where the children were staying, the night sky was turning red. This is…

…it’s not the killing intent that one person exudes.

Simultaneously with her ominous certainty, a fake red star kicked the ground.

***

Dawn, who had torn apart the artificial body, immediately took care of Peroru. Whatever the plan of the red bastards was, they had to go to the hotel right away and save the children.

But as soon as he hugged the tattered orc, a strong murderous aura prickled his skin.

Beyond the ordinary killing spirit, there is an intense killing spirit that can only be felt from Jugashvili…

Instead of asking, “Why here?” something suddenly occurred in Yeomyeong’s mind.

The reds dragged a rectangular box from the temple of the air force base, the guardian deity said that it would be beneficial to destroy the temple, and-

‘Yes, it was a tightly sealed rectangular object… Just looking at it made my lips tremble and I break out in a cold sweat.’

Why Perolu betrayed the Reds.

‘The communists were such vicious bastards that they even used those who were crazy to live. They put the crazy bastards in a ‘cold coffin’ like a refrigerator, froze them solid… and then threw them where they were needed.’

Finally, what Lieutenant Colonel Duke said about Dzhugashvili.

The moment everything came together, Rashik’s urgent voice came from the radio.

[What the fuck, y …

“Rashik, calm down. Take a deep breath and try again.”

But Rashik couldn’t continue speaking properly, as if he had seen something incredible. In the end, it was Somi who explained the situation.

[Dawn, red mists are rising all over the city! Including the fertilizer warehouse where Dawn is now, two, three, four… … fifteen! At least fifteen!]

It was the moment when suspicion became certainty. Yeomyeong answered as she placed Peroru back on the floor.

“…There are at least twenty Jugashvili in this city.”

[Twenty people? The place where life blooms is fifteen… Ah.]

The moment Somi-ri realized what was going on, Yeomyeong also started to kill her.

“There are six Jugashvili in this warehouse.”

[Yes, I will go help you!]

“No, I can do this alone.”

Yeomyeong said after changing the radio channel so that everyone in the group could hear.

“The Reds have spread Diabolos… the Dzhugashvili that has been eaten alive all over the city. Call for help immediately, whether it’s the US military, the police, the CIA… whatever. And… Colonel Duke?”

The next moment, the old red hunter opened his mouth.

[I will now assume command. I will not entertain any objections. Everyone, center around me and defend the city’s major strongholds. The weaklings and the nobles, move to positions where you can protect me immediately! There is no time!]

The moment Rashik, over the radio, refutes, “I’m not a drug dealer.”

BANG!!

The wall of the fertilizer warehouse was broken. A variety of people rushed toward the dawn through the broken concrete.

-Kyaaaaah!!!

A screaming Slavic young woman, an old African man with his fingernails dug in, a young man who looked to be Korean, and even a Turkic boy who looked like he was just entering his second puberty.

The six people, a mixture of men and women and races, could no longer be called human. They were monsters. Their bloodshot eyes and brains soaked with life proved it.

But beyond the human wall… the dawn was the same.

Hwaaaaak!!

At the same time that Dawn unleashed a gigantic haze greater than the six Jugasivili, the Holy Sword of Extermination was grasped in his hand.

[Death to the Reds!]

The moment the shout of the Holy Sword of Annihilation split the fertilizer warehouse, Apollo City began to turn red.