Introduction to Spirits

00079 Secret Auction

Hot and red blood splattered lightly in the hallway of the hotel.

Paang!!

Suddenly, a swarm of pale green light slowly turned around in the vicinity of the storm.

At the same time, the world began to slowly slow down with the sight of the rain.

Accident acceleration.

It is definitely dangerous because it is accelerating using time, not the power of the Spirit of Wind, but it is a very efficient ability to use it for a short time.

A bullet that lightly grazed one arm.

The wound was not deep enough that she could easily recover from it.

To be honest, I was a little surprised.

It has been evaluated so far that there were no known terrorists with Hunter's powers, but there were no obvious threats to Yeouido.

However, the man in front of me was definitely different from those whom Yeon-woo had just killed.

He flinches lightly at the agile response of the kite, and pushes the gun back in.

The physical fatigue piled up very quickly after the incident in Ezeberia, but it was fine.

Compared to the life of just one fairly dangerous doping.

The man pulls the trigger quickly and accurately as Yeongwoo's new brother catches up.

Boom!!

Another bullet was fired into the pits.

Sound is low, bullet speed and firepower is substantial. But this time it was not exposed helplessly.

In an instant, Yeongwoo, who had dug to the bottom of the gun with the back of her hand, forcefully twisted the direction of the gun.

It was a bold move that would not have been possible if not for the feisty heart.

The user reacts surprisingly, but the target is not playing either.

The bullet grazed the dagger with its terrifying missing hand and stabbed it in the neck of Yeon-woo.

There were a couple of workshops in a hurry.

Baaak!!

And the victory of the instant encounter was in the hands of Yeon Woo.

The coup d 'etang!

He rolls the floor at Yeongwoo's feet and slowly raises his head, gazing at Yeongwoo for some complex emotion.

‘Not just any terrorist. ’

I am quite skilled in my objective appearance. Killing skills were substantial and contingencies were quite surprising.

The outcome of the fight was already determined, but I couldn't let go of the tension because I had the time to judge this while risking my life.

If you're going to kill an opponent, you have to think that you can get hurt at any time.

That was the battle motto of Yeouido.

On the contrary, if the opposing Pokémon tries to kill themselves, it often reminds the opposing Pokémon that it can kill itself.

“Hehe!”

Excellent judgment skills, movements that seem to be getting tougher despite the slight lack of experience, and various contingencies. All good things come from an assassin.

It's just that the opponent was too bad.

He rushes in, grabbing the collar of the moat, and reaches out as if he's about to fall.

At the same time, the remaining hand tightly grips the dagger and aims at it as if it were going to stab you.

It was a unified approach to the workshop where he could be caught by the neck of his hand or be stabbed with a sword to see blood.

Interested in a quick and sharp gesture, Yeon-woo immediately snapped out of his body and kicked his shin with an unconscious force, grabbed his arm and tied him in reverse.

What he was aiming for was a bony payment for not realizing that his lower body was naturally empty as it had been his upper body.

Minor ligaments would have been surprised, though not to the extent of a significant impact and fracture.

Suddenly, one arm becomes defenseless and the body is completely exposed to his attack path.

“Cough!”

The impact that hit the floor spreads throughout his body, and he winces, exhaling. You feel quite intense pain, but you recover from the short burst and reach for your sword.

If it doesn't get a critical hit, it looks like you need to keep your distance.

Caang!!!

However, his sword was blocked by the Dagger of Yeon Woo, who did not know when it was taken out, and failed to achieve its purpose.

The materials and weapons were the same as the weapons of the same terrorists, so one side was not easily broken or damaged.

It was a repentant counterattack in its own way, but it failed even then.

When I felt that all of this was being dragged around like it was being induced, it was already too dry.

As the situation of the power struggle unfolded according to Yeongwoo's intentions, the black goggle flashed a wide open silhouette.

Suddenly, the panic and awe caused by unexpected opponents immediately lead to a fatal blow.

Yeongwoo twisted his sword tip slightly, sideswiping the path and lowering the dagger.

Phew!

“Hic... Hic. ”

A sharp dagger burrows through the man's strong abdomen like a skull.

Phew! Phew!

Yeon, who plunged several places into the critical area, did not stop there, twisted her sword tip, grabbed the wound and opened it and pulled it out.

The amount of fried blood rapidly increased after the fatality.

The opposing Pokémon, which cannot escape the human framework, immediately grows colder and colder, like a broken puppet caused by shock.

* * *

“Whew."

The complexity is a young short sigh. There was hostility and poison, but also guilt. He was a young and blood-soaked enemy, but did not abandon all morality in combat.

This is exactly what a case looks like with high intensity training and lack of practical experience because of its talent.

It was certainly not pleasant for the familiar to kill these inexperienced nosebleeds.

If I looked at it calmly, I could sell the dumbass as wrong, but Yeon-ju was not a person who liked a cold response, not just being silent to others.

It just has a mind that can be read for a purpose.

“Go somewhere nice. ”

When I expressed my condolences briefly and quietly peeled off the goggles, the young man's face flashed over Yeongwoo's field of view.

Youth as expected.

He was a young Asian boy.

I never thought I'd die like this. My eyes were wide open and I closed.

Yeong-woo, who was looking down silently, breathed for a short time, lifted up the tag on the man's neck.

The name is written in English, but if you read it as it is, it is Lee Ji-hoon.

I felt like I was Korean at the moment, but it felt strange.

The tag is silently placed on his chest and he slowly sweeps over Wang Tao's eyes with his hands.

Then he got up and walked again.

It was a sad reality to die at a young age, but there was no need to pity me again.

Yeon-woo quickly turns away, leaving her cold corpse cold.

You hear explosions and screams not far from here.

Boom!

A small murmur kicks the door down.

It was locked into a triple lock and an electronic door, but it was actually meaningless for Hunter in Speck to break rocks with his bare hands.

The vault was a mess of who had already raided it.

The gate where the swamp came in was intact, so the raid route was different.

He immediately realized that the other side of the wall had collapsed.

The terrorists who raided the Exchange hotel treated everyone alive in the hotel as an enemy and killed them as soon as they shut up.

He didn't enjoy killing, but he didn't have mercy on his hands.

It is still unclear whether their objective is the lives of the people in the hotel or the items that have been auctioned off.

“Just a few. ”

There was nothing complicated about the identity of the missing object.

Since only two important items were lost in this auction.

In some ways, it may seem that they were only after two things, but somehow, the plan to take things to Yeongwoo was an additional task, not for the main purpose.

If he wanted something monetary, he would have taken it all. Otherwise, he didn't have to leave everything else like this at all.

Even one hunter could carry most of the stuff in the vault.

Simply put, it was a problem that was solved by simply sweeping away the complex and needless to find.

It's a surprise attack. No one would have set a trap here.

The answer is assuming there is an inventory of a fraudulent storage space that can be held with both hands except for life.

After all, the mischief boss and the bride's tears are part of a smokescreen operation, so at least if we look at the purpose of terrorism elsewhere, we'll be able to figure out the purpose and who they are.

But Yeon-woo wiped all such plans out of her mind neatly.

‘It is meaningless. ’

I did not need to find out who the enemy was, nor did I need to find out more in detail.

At least it was clear that their target was not Yeon or Ayung.

In Yeongwoo's case, he would not know his existence, and in Young's case, it was never his goal to infer various hypotheses.

Most of the Humans who participated in the auction were human beings who wanted to put her in a cage at any time, so it didn't matter whether she died or not.

I didn't have much time for what I did, so I quickly rolled my eyes and saw what he was looking for lying on the floor.

It was the special artifact he was looking for [glory of the past].

Terrorists may not need it, but Yeon-woo does.

Be sure to take care of your work.

I checked the authenticity of the item using an information-activating skill without leaving anything behind because it only looks like it.

If I'm not mistaken at the time, I'm sure it's a consumable special item with a limited set of crazy options.

“Hmm…”

Reflectively, you leaked phoneme to the list of these ridiculous options.

The myriad ring in the hands of Yeon-woo, [glory of the past], was an object that could never be made by the transcendent Yeon-woo.

[Glory of the past] was an item that could not be crafted unless it was a class of forces of their own will.

In the beginning, most of the tools that were able to fall from monsters or get caught up in overdrive used to go beyond common sense like this.

The effectiveness of the item was somewhat delayed just by the name of the ring.

The glory of the past.

The caster's life was the most powerful moment for a short time.

“Ha..”

When I first saw the options for this item, I felt a joyful feeling.

The strongest moment in the caster's life.

In other words, the maturity period can refer to the moment when Yeon-woo crossed the realm of the transcendent.

At that time, Yeouido was clearly the contractor of all the Spirit Kings who crossed the line of the species.

The plan to retrieve Artennis was also possible because of its power.

If we could regain that power instead of returning to the complexity it is now, we would be able to find the spiritual stones of the world and summon Artenis right now.

The obstacle was transcendent, not having to think of it as the current level of the Earth.

Therefore, [glory of the past] was the most important item in the auction here.

I don't know how this stuff came from monsters at this time, but I was willing to use it as much as I could once it existed.

But the world couldn't be solved that easily.

10 minutes duration, only twice. And a limitless awakening.

In a way, it seems right, but in a different way, it seems to have shot Yeon-woo.

It was a simple explanation, but it was enough to turn momentary joy into a shitty feeling.

What will I do when I regain my strength? Impossible to perform a conscious ritual in an equal dimension using abilities other than force.

Nevertheless, the glory of the past was worth a lot to Yeon-woo.

‘There will always be something to write about. If you find a connection with the Spirit Kings, you'll see the answer, but if you don't... "

It was worth gambling with, but clearly not now.

It was just that he believed that the day would come when he would wear this stuff.

I liked to have a lot of hidden-cards because there are many things that are out of line with his plans.

He turns quickly to return slowly to where she is, fearful of taking possession.

Now, assuming that the scream had almost disappeared, it was okay to assume that the situation was almost cleared up.

I wanted to have a shield that would draw time to escape as far away as possible, but that was the part of Yeon-woo's unintended problem.

It is most effective to disappear quietly than to cause further trouble here.

As the list was secretly crafted, once we got out, there was very little trace.

However, I didn't know that this foul feeling of being ambushed by whatever their purpose was would easily fall.

‘I have to give you a gift before I go. ’

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