King of Shadows

His ability to shine light all the time on a hostage rescue or covert maneuver was recognizable to everyone. Although Morco's ideology was not outstanding, it was because of that background that Morco was sent to find the King of Shadows.

Morco was a master of pursuit and prophet. His unique imagination and reasoning have always resulted in more than imagination. But unfortunately, there was no way Morco could make it out. Having extraordinary talents is the same as saying that enemies around you never cease to exist.

Unified to attract the Shadow King, there were a particular number of skilled pursuers. After each one of them put a clue in front of the other and blurred its nature, Morco didn't even have a chance to open his mouth.

This is because there was a problem with finding the King of the Shadows in the first place as a result of the quarrel between the troops. Not to mention the fires that set Morco's talents and accomplishments ablaze.

I wonder if there will be more boats going to the mountains. After realizing his position was narrower than he thought, Morco began investigating on a separate route. Wasting his time fighting meaningless words until he came to another country was not what he wanted.

Morco couldn't hide his excitement from the idea that he could find the person the world was looking for with his own hands. Standing up with a map and laptop, he wandered around the South Shore where Dagon died and the Jay Tower in Busan.

Morco, who went beyond the terrain and features of the Shadow King's footsteps, came to the conclusion that the Shadow King was well aware of Busan and Dagon's appearance.

Considering the size or timing of the damage, I had no choice but to think so. Coincidentally or fortunately, there were twice as many risks as there were at national scale.

'They both stopped it before it got worse.'

Soon after, Morco, one by one, picked up a clue from the Shadow King, realized that all events were closely related to Grandeliol.

Busan and Dagon and Atlac Nacha. It was all because of the incident that started after the breakup of the Grand Delhi in Seoul. It was just like that when the King of Shadows appeared.

A situation that cannot be ruled by mere coincidence. Morelosa, the leader of the pioneers, remembered that he had learned a beating too late about the king of the shadow, and was able to realize that the king of the shadow had come from inside Grandeliol.

Morco's instincts, however, ring out loudly as if he didn't think so, even though there were only a few reasons to say so.

It was impossible to understand that being in Grandeliol for five years with the power to break Palatica, but seeing the King of Shadows in secret was not very unlikely.

'Maybe he realized it right after he got out.'

Morco, who had not heard of the pioneers coming out of Grandeliol, deduced that the Shadow King was most likely among the survivors. Recognizing his choice of answers in reflection, Morco quickly entered the investigation, retrieving a list of survivors who had escaped from Grandeliol.

Morco's numbers reach hundreds of thousands, but he's not embarrassed. It was because the Phantom King, who was a pioneer, must have had that mistake and trace in order to transform into a human.

Morco step-by-step narrowed the list. A person who does not engage in certain social activities but does not interfere with their life. A person who became different from before. No family to prove his identity. He continued to ask questions and was able to reduce the number of people to five hundred thousand.

Looking closely, Morco asks a question that will reduce the number of five to one.

A person born without a single wound for five years. '

Morco smiled in repentance as soon as one person appeared who had met all the conditions. The pieces of the puzzle fit perfectly without any gaps. Morco's designation was unquestionable.

As long as there was nothing, the young man was living a richer life than he needed to. Moreover, he was shown to have mastered legion and refined his abilities at Perfect Zero. A rare case that is hard to find around the world. Morco bounces his fingers cheerfully as the pioneer expresses his power in that way.

Once the reasoning and deduction were over, all that remained was confirmation. Morco, who has the equipment, is located in the building across from the villa. In order to observe the young man suspected to be the King of Shadows, he held the telescope in his hand and stopped breathing with a voice in his ears.

"It's commendable to come all the way here, but it bothers me to snort like that. Even if I observe in secret, if I don't remove the shadow, I'll be able to see it."

Morco's reflexively stigmatizes as his body disintegrates at the end of the horse. His ability was a blizzard that caused a sharp wind. But his abilities were of no help. Unlike his expectations, it was the breezes that filled all four sides.

"What the...?"

"Too bad."

Morco realizes that his body moves far and wide, with his vision roughly shaken and his mind shifting from sky to earth. His body couldn't take the pressure and complained of the sudden change in position.

Not long after Morco forgot to scream, he lay on the ground. Morko gets up from his seat and looks around. Surprisingly, his location was not a residential area. It wasn't even on the side of the road. Anonymously, Morko couldn't hide his surprise from the fact that he was deep in the woods, too.

"If you have something to say, come and say it yourself. I don't want to be watched."

Morco opened his eyes wide and looked up at the young man looking down at himself. A man who looks exactly like the picture he saw. Only then did Morko open his mouth with trembling eyes, realizing that the young man was the man he was looking for.

"... Are you the King of Shadows?"

"If so?"

"Finally, finally!"

Morco clenches two fists at the fact that his pursuit resulted in the right outcome. He trembled at the fact that he had found the party the world was looking for first. It was a sense of grab and accomplishment. He found the King of Shadows before anyone else.

Seeing the strangely excited middle-aged man, he sighed. The appearance of uninvited guests in his daily life, but not embarrassed or surprised. It's because we've been anticipating this for a long time.

So far, he has never shown his face in the vacancy, nor has he shown his power directly. It was strange not to approach with doubts and insinuations.

Of course, there were many ways to outwit and deceive those looking for themselves, but what Sihyun chose was to reveal himself to them. It just happened to be a middle-aged man in front of me.

If there is one thing I've learned from the disaster on Hailer's continent, it is that I cannot handle everything by myself.

In fact, when he was wasting his time trying to get rid of Atlac Nacha, a huge amount of heterotopia was left behind, and the damage to his liver could not be counted with his fingers.

He widened his gaze, knowing better than anyone that there would have been no sacrifice beyond the need if the overall level had been a step higher. In the future, he had to fight mysterious, meaningless, and incompetent beings.

But sadly, his body was one. It is said that while he fights the unknown, his back becomes empty. When we defeated the unknown with all our might and returned home, the world could be at the end of the century.

He thought that an unfunny ending might unfold before his eyes. Take humanity to the next level. He instinctively knew it was the best choice.

Earth was chosen as a battlefield for cosmic deities. Even if it wasn't a circle anymore, I didn't know when and where global risks would emerge.

We couldn't always be fighting in a straight line with hundreds of thousands or millions of ideas. Soon all mankind would be on the test table.

While the horse was magnificent, it appeared to unite the humans and organize them in an orderly fashion to maximize their power. If we did not have the power to stand on our own, we would be destroyed in the future.

He cleared his mind and nodded his head.

"So what brings you here?"

"Let me introduce myself first. My name is Morco Novikov from Russia."

"You already know my name enough to come see me, so let's skip the introductions."

Morko nodded at his words and continued.

"I don't know, but a lot of people are gathering next to you right now. The eye of a hurricane. Everyone has stepped foot in a country called Korea to see you. I'm also here to find you as the leader of Russia. I didn't expect to find it so soon..."

"Introduction is long. I know you came to see me. So?"

"So, Lani. If everyone is amazed by your power, there is only one reason."

Solicitation or solicitation. Since it was a common story, Sihyun no longer asked. Regrettably, no matter what proposal she made, she did not intend to leave Korea. Most of his base of life was here. I didn't intend to go to faraway lands and suffer.

"Do you want me to go to Russia?"

"Can't say I'm not lying. But I'm not a negotiating expert, so I just explained the basics. Talk to an expert who'll pick you up in a few minutes."

"No, I want you to pretend you don't know. Until I get what I want."

"..."

As Morco sounds like his head is rolling, Shi Hyun grabs his neck and lifts it to the sky. Even after seeing Morco's face color changing in time, he was not impressed at all. You just look up at him with one or two cold eyes.

"I'm telling you, I don't have the right to refuse at the time I'm caught."

When not a drop of thought came out of his body, Morco was able to indirectly see how frightening his power was. Unlike what he saw only on the data screen, he had various abilities.

When he saw Morco in fear, he let go of his neck. Morco, who sits there, coughs in succession. Morco winces as he touches his puffy neck.

"That's a scary thing to say."

"If you don't, I'll kill you, so you better protect me."

[If you think about something else in your mind, you'll want to do what I say.]

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