There Is No World For ■■ - Chapter 545



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EP.545 All animals are equal (8)

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“Uuuuu-!!”

Dawn looked at the charging enemy.

A warrior candidate who came to his senses for a moment, but then lost his mind again.

He recognized the warrior’s martial arts from the memory of Minister of National Defense Kim Kang-hyuk.

And they misunderstood Dawn as Kim Kang-hyuk, then as Kim Il-sung, and finally as His Excellency.

He even came to his senses at the end and was even able to have a conversation.

But the moment I held his hand and tried to say something, he lost his senses again, as if he was lying about coming to his senses.

‘Why?’

Aside from the fact that the head of the warden that Neti was holding with telekinesis suddenly exploded, the timing was too perfect to be considered simply crazy.

As if someone had led the situation like this.

Dawn drew out the sword she had holstered again and spread her mana wide.

I wondered if I could find some kind of magic or trigger, but I couldn’t feel anything.

Is it really a coincidence? The moment when Dawn was trying to give rest to the warrior candidate who was running towards her, drooling.

The dragon’s heart in his stomach ‘felt’ something in the warrior candidate’s head.

Something so twisted that I couldn’t even feel it.

‘This is it.’

Dawn immediately relaxed her grip on the sword and turned around. Immediately after, the warrior candidate’s sword, which was aimed at her heart, stabbed her deeply in the stomach.

“Brother-in-law!!!”

Nettie screamed in shock, louder than when the warden’s head exploded. Dawn raised her hand towards her as she ran towards her and grabbed her warrior candidate’s head with her free hand.

“Uh, uh, uh… .”

The warrior candidate tightened his hands as if trying to break his body in two. Dawn gritted her teeth as the pain pierced her stomach and read the ‘something’ she felt in his head.

Made from twisted mana… Any order, or signal.

The signal was stimulating the hero candidate’s brain. Mercilessly, as if the brain was being stabbed with an iron skewer.

Perhaps he will come to his senses and publicly accuse the Korean government of its madness. Dawn, who had been looking forward to it, pursed her lips tightly.

Unless the hero candidate was familiar with Jugashibili, it was impossible to regenerate such a damaged brain.

In that case, there is only one thing the dawn can give him: rest.

Dawn looked at him for a moment, losing his sense of self and shaking the handle of his sword like an animal on an electric leash.

And the moment Nettie asks if it’s really okay.

Juwaiez’s flames bloomed from the hands of the woman holding the head of the warrior candidate.

Grumble! The flame of the patriot who fought for the conscience of his country quickly engulfed the head of the government puppet.

So fast and so intensely that I felt no pain or regret.

The next moment, the last warrior candidate who lost his head collapsed. Dawn pulled out her sword from her stomach and threw it to the ground, then she looked at the burning body of the patriot.

Soon after, his body was reduced to a handful of ashes.

Dawn approached her blood-covered sister-in-law and handed her a handkerchief.

“Brother-in-law, are you okay?”

“Yes, you won’t die just because you got stabbed in the stomach.”

No, I usually die… . Nettie swallowed her words and roughly wiped her face with a handkerchief.

Likewise, after wiping away the blood, Dawn looked down at the warden’s corpse with the top of his chin missing and said:

“Why did you explode your head?”

“yes?”

“This was set off by someone sending a signal with twisted mana.”

“Signal, signal… After all, our raid was discovered, right?”

Dawn nodded. Nettie said, looking down at her ruptured small intestine.

“Well, no matter what, it’s like exploding your head. “What on earth are they trying to hide by doing something like this?”

“Hide it? what?”

“It’s just my opinion. Could it be that they exploded the warden’s head because they had something to hide? “Something like that.”

“… .”

“If it wasn’t for the National Guard, I would have checked and left, but it’s a shame.”

Nettie grumbled, but Dawn’s reaction was different.

“Let’s go and check.”

“Before the military comes? But there are no hints… .”

At that time, Dawn pointed to the warden’s corpse with its head blown off and spoke.

“If there’s a hint, it’s here.”

“… yes?”

“It’s a shame I can’t speak because my head got blown off, but… “You just have to let your body guide you.”

After saying that, Dawn immediately made a blue flower bloom in her hand.

It was the naturalization of Tuskegee, burning the living and raising the dead.

***

Turn back time for a moment, the archives of the cattle pen.

“B, I entered all passwords and security information. Now you can see everything as you want.”

Seti Hong and an old researcher were standing side by side in front of the archive’s central computer.

While Seti was transferring important records from the central computer to a special USB, the old researcher said servilely.

“Am I being saved now? huh? I will never tell you that you were the culprit of the attack… please.”

“Yes, Chief Park. I’ll save you. Because it was that kind of promise.”

“Thank you.”

“Let me give you a piece of advice: You should be more careful of the government, not me.”

“… .”

“As soon as this is over, go over the portal and go to America. “If you sell the information you have to the United States, your life will be saved.”

Seti reassured Director Park in a soft voice. Those words didn’t even have the slightest hint of sincerity.

After all, she knew Chief Park very well. A scum who took over as chief through politics and corruption.

He was the one who would inform the government about Seti as soon as he survived.

Of course, Seti didn’t really care. He was planning on killing him anyway if he got the information he wanted from the archive.

Director Park, whether aware of those feelings or not, slowly took a step back. Seti didn’t care and went through all the important files in the archive.

A list of past researchers, the Headfish Project, and… Artificial warrior project.

The artificial warrior-related files were filled with records about her and her sisters.

Seti carefully opened the file and suddenly discovered a name.

[Dr. Cheon Bu-myeong]

‘this person is… .’

Seti looked at the name for a moment and moved the related files to the USB without realizing it.

Immediately after, she moved on to the records of the scapegoat sisters, as originally planned.

To be precise, we confirmed the record of the ‘white sheep’.

Big sister whom I love so much. One of the purposes of this raid was to find the woman who was taken away by the government three years ago.

Seti took a deep breath and carefully looked through the file.

Finally, the moment I found the file with [White Sheep Additional Project] written on it.

Jijijik – ! The central computer screen distorted and data began to be deleted.

‘security program?’

She turned her head to see if Director Park had tricked her, but Director Park’s reaction was different from what she had imagined.

He was holding his suddenly swollen head and muttering strange nonsense.

“Oh, no! dismissal! Please save me! dismissal!!!”

Suddenly, his head swelled more and more as he searched for His Excellency. And the moment his eyeballs pop out of their sockets.

pop!

Director Park’s head literally exploded. Seti waved his hand away, swatting away flying blood and flesh, then checked his central computer screen.

Data was being deleted faster than it could be copied to her USB. She went through her sister’s records, copying them first.

[Conducting an experiment on talent acquisition… Unintentional discovery of wealth, confirmation that it has nothing to do with the brain… Kwon⬛ of those from ⬛⬛ also had a similar reaction… … .]

Shit. The records were already emptying out everywhere. Seti quickly flipped through the material.

Please, at least I know where my sister is.

As if mocking her desperation, the central computer was being physically destroyed.

pop! So much so that you could hear a part of the server exploding.

But what if it’s Jisung, it’s Gamcheon? Seti confirmed her sister’s last known location just before all data was erased.

[Cattle pen – 7397]

It’s here? Seti was shocked, but pulled out the USB. Puzzle! As soon as she unplugged the USB, her electric light popped out along with smoke from the central computer.

If it had been a little late, the entire USB would have been blown away.

But Seti ran towards the recorded place without any joy.

My sister is here.

The cattle pen was large, and the place where her sister was recorded was a place she had never been to.

A secret space hidden behind the laboratory.

I don’t know what this place is doing, but if my sister was there, it definitely wouldn’t be a good place.

She opened her nose jutsu almost as if she was flying.

Judging by the corpses of researchers with their heads exploded scattered throughout the lab’s hallways, it seemed like something that exploded Director Park’s head had affected the entire lab.

Anyway, Seti arrived at the secret space within a few minutes.

Under a pure white light, a place lined with glass tubes with something floating in the liquid.

There was a passenger in that space, which was somewhat unpleasant just to look at.

A headless undead covered in blue flames…

“Dawn? Nettie?”

Her younger brother was in Dawn’s arms, trembling as if he was frightened.

As Seti approached cautiously, Dawn spotted her and motioned for her to step back.

When Seti responded with a ‘Why are you doing this’ look, Dawn responded in a low voice.

“I don’t want you to see. I’ll tell you what’s going on later… “Go away for now.”

“… .”

Normally, I would have followed Dawn’s words, but I couldn’t do that now. Isn’t this where there are traces of my older sister?

She gave Dawn a look that said, ‘I still have to see it,’ and then went inside.

And before she could take a few steps, a bright light from the ceiling illuminated the glass tube, revealing something terrible inside.

That thing contained in an unidentifiable liquid… It was a person.

Cloned humans made with the same face and body.

Under each clone, there were characters engraved on them that Seti didn’t know, such as Maeheon, Baekbeom, Dosan, and Mami, and even if he didn’t know what they were, they were definitely terrible.

Anyway, she gritted her teeth and walked towards the glass tube with the number 7397 written on it.

Ironically, no, naturally, the glass coffin with 7397 written on it was right in front of Yeo-myeong.

But the glass tube was empty.

Instead, all kinds of human appendages were floating in the glass tubes next to the glass tube.

Hands, arms, legs, soles… The limbs of a young girl who has just completed her secondary sexual characteristics.

Underneath the horrible glass tube, the words Hero Project – White Sheep were written.

“sister… .”

Seti, who understood why Nettie was shaking, did the same as her.

Immediately after, Dawn reached out and hugged her as well. Her head seemed to sink as the smells of blood, ashes, and sweat coming from his arms, one after another, passed her nose.

Soon, Nettie spoke with bulging eyes.

“sister… My eldest sister… .”

“no.”

Seti said, suppressing his trembling voice. Yeah, no.

“That’s not cutting off big sister’s limbs. Count it. “It has more than 10 limbs.”

“… .”

“It was all copied. Perhaps she was trying to extract her sister’s talents, or experiment with them separately. “Her sister’s body was here, in an empty glass coffin.”

It was as she said. Those weren’t very comforting words, though.

Soon, Dawn hugged the two sisters tightly and said,

“Looking at its condition, it must have been moved not long ago. There is a high probability that it was recently moved to Namsan Research Institute… yes? Intestine?”

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hands and formed a circle.

Nettie must have felt a little relieved then, and hugged Dawn even more tightly. Seti looked down at his sister for a moment, then looked one last time at the glass coffin where his sister was.

“Now let’s go back. “The National Guard will be here soon.”

“Information is?”

“I took everything I could. All you have to do is bring the groceries to the elderly man. “For now, let’s gather all our younger brothers and erase our traces.”

It was a valid opinion, but Dawn shook her head.

“There is no need to erase traces. “Because I have a better idea.”

“Good idea?”

Instead of answering, Dawn took out a skull staff. The evil necromancer’s staff taken from the image of the immortal king.

***

Park Cheol was delighted with his good fortune and picked up the camera.

Until he was kicked out of the Olympia opening ceremony, he was convinced that he was unhappy.

It’s probably because he was filmed for opening his mouth at a press conference with over 1,000 people.

Fucking government, damn bastards.

As he was leaving the city cursing the world, it was by chance that he saw a flashing statue of the president falling from the sky.

An extreme coincidence.

However, as a reporter, he felt an inevitability there that could not be hidden. It was inevitable that he would drive the car roughly and cause it to crash, with 10 years left on his installment plan.

He climbed to the rooftop of a nearby building and was convinced when he saw the half-destroyed building. It’s terrorism!

‘On a day when everyone was paying attention to the Olympia opening ceremony, terrorism!’

This was such an incredible story that large media outlets, yes, even foreign media, lined up to give money.

He was grateful for his good fortune and took pictures of the scene from afar.

At first he was excited to take the picture, but when no one came for over 5 minutes, he felt something was wrong.

Even though it’s on the outskirts, this is Gaeseong, right? No one came for over 5 minutes?

And after a while, he saw helicopters and military vehicles approaching and became convinced that something was amiss.

The portal defense force, the superhuman army, and even the black suit men he had never seen before.

Sensing something beyond simple terrorism, he hid on the rooftop and took pictures very carefully.

I don’t know what the hell it was, but this was definitely a messy incident. Maybe, no, definitely government-related.

Anyway, I took a moment to take pictures of the soldiers breaking into the building.

!!!!!

A terrifying explosion occurred in the basement of the building. I thought a bomb had exploded, but when I zoomed in on the building window, I saw blood stains instead of smoke.

He knew this, having once worked as a war reporter in South America. That’s-

‘Corpse explosion?’

It was so powerful that it exploded nearly a hundred corpses at the same time. I heard that there are necromancers roaming around Korea. Could this be a terrorist attack by necromancers?

He kept enlarging the camera screen just in case. Hoping that his camera, which ‘sees through sincerity and truth’, would capture something.

And like a miracle, his camera caught something.

Five men and women wearing cloaks.

Three girls wearing large capes, a man and a woman each wearing their own capes.

Even his camera couldn’t clearly see through, so his face wasn’t visible, but there was a high possibility that those people who came out after the accident were terrorists.

I don’t know who it is, but how dare they commit terrorism.

Park Cheol grabbed the camera and ran down the building.

And the moment I got into his car parked on the side of the road and started the engine, I heard an angry voice coming from the backseat.

“Look, am I right? “We need to back it up.”

And then a cold voice follows.

“… Do you really have to say that now? “I mean I haven’t fainted yet.”

what? who is this? The moment Park Cheol tried to look in the rearview mirror, a cold gun was pointed at the back of his head.

“Mister, if you don’t want to be searched, don’t look back and hand over the camera. Well, I’ll give you my life.”

“… .”

Seeing him imitating movie lines in this situation makes me think he must be a crazy terrorist.

“Okay, I’ll give you three seconds. 3, 2… .”

But no matter how much his opponent threatened him, he was a journalist. A reporter whose journalistic spirit is more important than her life.

Just before the one second mark, he switches to the camera flash and flash! I took a picture of the back seat.

I was aiming for a flashbang effect in my own way…

One of the opponents was wearing an eye patch, and the other was wearing a thick hood, so it was of no use.

“Wow, I’m filming this.”

Whether the woman wearing the eyepatch was muttering or not, Park Cheol blankly checked the photo he had taken.

What was captured on his camera, which ‘sees through sincerity and truth’, were the symbols of the five gods shining in five colors…

“… Hitler?”