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Hiding the Logistics Center in the Apocalypse Episode 163
Hijack (1)
Episode 163. Hijack (1)
Boom!
Adriel slammed the desk.
"this person······!"
A distorted expression on the two pure white wings that look colorless.
He was gritting his teeth as he watched the bombing of Barnaul go in vain.
As soon as the bombs containing thoughts were dropped, they only caused meaningless explosions above the curtain that covered them like an umbrella.
The subordinates spoke with thoughtful expressions, as if it were impossible.
“This is impossible······! How can such power be found in a dimensional core that has just begun to bloom······?”
“······That is not the power of the dimensional core.”
Adriel observed the London sky again.
Then he pointed to a translucent grain with blue shimmering dots.
“That’s it. I don’t know what kind of ability it is for now, but······ it’s the effect of the dimensional core.”
“Yes? But the Dimensional Core’s ability is the barricade······.”
“Does that look like a barricade to you?”
Whatever it was, the results spoke for themselves.
Someone switched the gate hack.
And as a result, a giant shield surrounded the Earth.
Moreover, at that very moment······.
“Ah, Lord Adriel······!”
“What's going on?”
An angel came rushing into the control room.
Then he held up the document and quickly added:
“These are the transaction records of Toton Investment! Since there were no transaction records on Earth after the auction, I searched through all the other dimensions······.”
“······What? That’s what happened?”
“We have confirmed that a large amount of investment has been made at the Retel level······!”
“Retel? What is that······.”
It was a name from an unfamiliar dimension that he had never heard of before.
But in the following report, Adriel was able to confirm the full story of the incident.
“There is a record of one of the Awakened Ones on Earth obtaining the gate leading to Rethel. He is an Awakened One from the Korean region named Kim Jeong-gyeom······.”
“······I see. It was him.”
After receiving the information, Adriel summarized the situation as follows:
“That shield is not an effect of the Dimensional Core. It is a field effect of Toton Investment… It is a closed type whose power increases depending on the amount of densely packed symbols.”
“······Um, are you saying that all of that is field effects?”
The angels were stamping their feet.
Florence, who came to support Earth, albeit in name only.
Even though the plan was going awry, we were in no position to intervene in Earth's problems.
but······.
“There were two reasons why we, Piren, came to Earth in the first place. One was to install the dimensional core, and the other was to capture the representative of Toton Investment. So······.”
Adriel jumped up from his seat and picked up his staff.
“There is no problem with our movement. We are only trying to catch the economic criminals who have disrupted the multidimensional order. Everyone, move······!”
As soon as Adriel finished speaking, the angels of Florence took out their weapons.
From long walking sticks to bludgeoning weapons with iron mallets at the end.
It was a great relief that there was now a justification for intervening on Earth.
Adriel added at last.
“That’s better. If we deal with Toton’s representative, the field effect will be reaped… Then we can continue the bombing as planned.”
Dozens of angels spread their wings, centering around Adriel, who opened the door and went out.
Then, standing on tiptoe, he quickly descended towards the centre of London where the nucleus was installed.
***
"dream."
Immediately after stopping their bombing.
After exiting the portal installed in London, I took to the sky on a falcon.
Kwaaaaang!
Kwaaang!
As we lifted some of the shields and rose into the air, we saw the Barnaul terrorists helplessly pounding on the shields.
“It was filtered out so cleanly.”
Terrorists floating into the sky to bomb.
However, because a defensive barrier had been formed in the meantime, they were unable to return to the ground as they were blocked by the curtain.
A situation where only the enemies were left in the sky, as if filtered through a sieve.
Wheaaaaaaaaa!
Phew!
Tuqwaang!
I hunted them down by throwing my spear and spear gun with <Tracking Delivery>, and they started falling like flies soaked in poison, their jetpacks off.
Thud!
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Thud!
However, since the shield was still intact, it was just spread out over the surface of the curtain.
By the time we had wiped out most of the jetpack-wielding terrorists' aerial power······.
“That is······.”
There were also changes on the ground.
Even though the bombing failed, the undead were running rampant on the ground.
London was a city with many victims.
At first glance, a considerable number of undead had risen and were beginning to swell like white waves between the collapsed buildings.
A being who wields purple dark magic and commands an army of undead.
I looked at that being and hummed softly.
“That is······.”
Most of the enemies in the air have been cleared out.
To deal with the new enemies that appeared on the surface, we quickly opened a portal to the surface.
Then, without delay, we headed back into downtown London.
Dalgrak!
Dalgrarak!
A legion of undead fills the city center.
Although the fighting power itself was nothing special because it revived helpless victims, the problem was their numbers.
“It’s too much······.”
A number that could be in the hundreds, if not thousands.
There were countless instances of them being pushed and crushed by each other, but they were able to rise again using the undead's unique regenerative ability.
As in the case of Byungma Yong, we are once again faced with the immortal army.
Jeeeeing!
I also decided to mobilize as many numbers as possible.
The elves of Elvenheim took up their bows, along with hundreds of Paxman paladins and druids, while the warlocks of Marques dismantled the black magic contained in the skeletons.
Flutter!
Bang! Bang!
Kuuuuung!
The knights of Camelot fought bravely, swinging their swords and firing their pistols, and Yongsu Lee's gigantic force blocked the path of the undead······.
Dalgrarak!
Dalgrak!
"······still?"
Even though they died and were resurrected again, the number of undead showed no signs of decreasing.
By throwing H-beams or iron balls here and there, we can block their advance.
When things didn't seem to be getting any better, Aurel added to me:
“It’s not like I can be revived indefinitely. I’ll have to replenish my power with black magic. I need to find a magician who can replenish my black magic.”
It was the same situation as in Byungma Yong.
We need to find the warlock who is giving power to the corpses.
But what I saw from the sky was not just a simple warlock.
Rather······.
“That guy?”
“Ah, that is······.”
A being wearing tattered black robes.
He was not a living human being, but a skeleton.
Only then did Aureol nod as if he understood.
“You’re rich.”
“Rich? Has Barnaul appeared?”
“That can’t be true. That Richie… I think he was an Earthling not too long ago.”
Aurel added that the man seemed to have been one of the followers of the dead Barnaul.
In other words······.
“Are you saying that you created an Earthling Warlock······?”
“Yes, but there is a slight difference. Unlike a warlock, a lich is already dead… and so… they can never die. That is, unless they destroy their life vessel.”
Description: There is a life vessel at the heart of the bastard.
When asked if it wouldn't be okay to just destroy the vessel, Aureol shook his head.
Because right now, a tremendous amount of black magic was gushing out from the Life Vessel, reviving thousands of undead in real time.
“No amount of attack will be able to leave even a single scratch. Even if you pour all your attacks into it.”
A vast amount of black magic was protecting its heart.
The situation was not going to end even if we decapitated Lich, let alone the undead that had covered London.
It was a terrible strategy for Barnaul.
Aureol continued, looking around.
“No matter how rich you are, that amount of black magic cannot come from one Earthling. The black magic must be being sent from the Barnaul headquarters through the Life Vessel. The damage must be huge······ It seems like they have made a bold move.”
“Never die······.”
There was a last, final resort left.
It's not a very pleasant choice, but London can't be left alone like this.
Just when my worries were about to deepen······.
“Just because he doesn’t die doesn’t mean he’s absolute. If Barnaul treats humans like dead things, Marquez treats things as if they were alive. Ricci is already dead. If we can just awaken him as if he were alive… Of course, it’s also possible to guide him back to death.”
Aureol muttered something that seemed to have no meaning.
I think I know what you're talking about.
I sent him into the subspace with a determined expression on his face, and then immediately called out to Lee Yong-soo.
As I explained the plan, he leaned forward on the back of his massive Gigant, and I climbed into the passenger seat on its back.
“······Then, let’s go.”
What Aureol asked was for him to be taken to Richie.
I was thinking of overturning the black magic circuits that were hanging on the Life Vessel.
Kuuuung!
Kwaaaaaaaah!
Yongsu Lee drove the giant like a red horse and dug into the alley.
In the surprise attack, the skeletons also began to close in on themselves,
To protect their master, Lich.
Wheeeeeeeeing!
Taaang!
Yongsu Lee rode the waves of undead attacks and swung the trident he had taken from Olympus flexibly.
Dalgrararaak!
Crispy!
Among the scattered bones, the torn outer armor of the gigantic was fluttering.
After handing over several pieces of parts one by one······.
“······!!”
“We have arrived!”
Yongsu Lee, who finally reached Richie, suddenly turned around.
Jeeeeeeing!
I opened the portal without delay,
Aurel, who had his upper body out, quickly grabbed Lich's life vessel.
Then, he muttered an incantation and quickly began manipulating the black magic circuits engraved on the vessel.
“······.”
It was a very risky thing.
Aureol, who has no hierarchy.
Moreover, this was in the middle of enemy territory.
Fortunately, not long afterwards······.
“······Okay.”
Kuuung!
Urrrrrr!
Richie, who had lost his gaze, knelt down.
As if that was a signal, the undead army also collapsed like a landslide.
All that remained was a pile of pure white bones······.
“······.”
Flutter.
As if it's not over yet,
Pure white angels descended.
.
.
.
'Pyrene······?'
They were angels guarding the ranch.
The upper-dimensional Piren brought the Sky Island in, saying that they would support Earth.
They started to surround me in a circle, holding golden staffs.
“······You really can’t leave it like that?”
“Make no mistake, we are simply operating according to the principles of the Chamber of Commerce.”
The leader angel strides forward.
The bastard finally opened his mouth.
“Toton Investments CEO, you are suspected of regulatory violations. You will be imprisoned on Sky Island… and you will be brought to dimensional trial as soon as possible. Follow me quietly and submit to investigation.”
Florence, who did not directly intervene in Earth's affairs.
But this time, it seemed like they had found an excuse.
Even though Richie has been defeated, Barnaul's terrorists still remain above and below the barrier.
If I was captured, the bombing would start again in some form.
The angels seemed to be trying to capture me, the real owner of Toton, somehow······.
'Since it's already been discovered······.'
I also had some numbers left.
A large amount of magic stones contained in Toton Investment.
Since it was discovered that I was the owner, it didn't matter how I used it anymore.
That's why······.
“Pax, hand me over what I told you before.”
Tiring!
[All right.]
[Investment of 500,000 Magic Stones will be made through Toton Investment’s corporate account.]
Charrrrrr!
I transferred 500,000 of Toton's magic stones straight to my account.
Including the original money, there are over 750,000 magic stones in total, so······.
“Sky Island? Put that in too.”
[All right.]
It was enough money to get to level 9.
So that the subspace can accommodate new objects.
Wheeeeeek!
The giant sky island that hovered over London, the so-called 'Dimensional Headquarters', disappeared in the blink of an eye.
The white pigeons flapped their wings and exchanged bewildered glances as the nest suddenly disappeared.
It was a decision made with several calculations in mind.
It was also intended to take away Florence's stronghold, but the decisive factor was······.
“······Thank you for the high-class spaceship.”
This sky island was also a means of inter-dimensional travel.
Barnaul, who was hiding far away in the base, was dropping bombs on the Earth.
I was going to take this spaceship and smash Barnaul's skull myself.
“Let’s see the end soon.”
To break off the long-standing bad relationship.