SSS-Class Suicide Hunter

And...

Time flies.

- Believe in the Divine Tower!

Chop, chop.

A gentleman in an armband rings his hand as he walks around the square.

- Why was the Tower called the Babel Tower? Do you know why? The reason is simple: we can communicate freely here. You have received a divine miracle!

- God destroyed the Tower of Babel once. But after thousands of years, He has mercifully once again granted mankind the chance to climb the heavens! Let us be thankful for God's mercy!

Kim was in the guild that day.

A well-established guild [well played] is silent about the defeat with only three characters of its name on the guild name. There were only four registered members. Excellent. Crystal. Kim Gong-ja. And slime as a pet.

The location of the temple was also great, with only four temples.

Babylon, the city on the first floor of the Tower. Central Plaza Range, commonly referred to as Yong-ja Real Estate in the ascending city ( ). I built a three-story prison there and used it as a guild building.

I was a jerk.

But somebody's shit makes somebody happy. Kim gracefully sat on the guild terrace and looked down at the square while drinking an extra glass of White Mocha Frappuccino Benti Quadrashot Java chip half-chocolate from the delivery app.

- What the hell is that?

It's a cult.

Again, the insemination on the terrace was firm.

She drank carrot juice into the straw and looked at the office on her laptop.

- Don't listen to them. Kim Gong-ja, I'm curious what that means, so I snatch the coming prey and boil it all in one piece.

- Hey.

- Anything that doesn't make sense is bait. [I'm smart enough to argue with all that bitterness!], went in, got locked up, brainwashed, and one day you suddenly realize you're spreading the word of God in the square.

- Do they have that kind of high-end strategy? - Really? - Yeah.

- Religion sprouts from a person's guilt, and a cult nests in human hubris. Kim Gong-ja.

- Hey!

At that time, the watermelon approached and looked under the terrace.

- They're still in Babylon. I've seen a lot of them out there. Myeong-dong? Hey, Albasant. Have you ever been to Myeong-dong?

- No, I don't.

- That looks a little like hell. By the way, those cultivators are a tribal group seen at the Pantheon. Why are you bluffing in the square?

It's different.

The whistle sounded on the other side of the square even before the runaway horse was finished. Beep, beep, beep! The guild members in white uniform ran out.

- What are you doing here? This is against the rules!

- Oh, let me ask you what you're really doing here. The tower is the most holy miracle that has come since the millennium. You're in the middle of a miracle. Brothers! And yet you are grateful.

- No, this guy is really...

- Repent, everyone. Reflect on your arrogance and prejudice. The Tower is not just a hunting ground and not a treaty playground! You are brothers in the miracle of God! Be humble! God is giving you a second chance!

- What are you doing?

Guild members of the Pantheon pulled out the evangelist.

While he was being dragged away, the evangelist was devout. Repent with a face full of conviction! You still have time for repentance. Repent, everyone! ’I shouted.

- Mm-hmm.

After a while, the commotion subsided.

- That's suspicious.

The crystal mutters.

- Yes?

- Too intelligent.

In answering Duke Kim's question, the crystal tapped the tarp, the tadak, and the laptop.

- Usually a cult evangelist is full of hostility. There are clear enemies in the world, and they have conceived a sin, so it is your duty to attack them. But the preacher was a little different.

- What's the point?

- You didn't show any hostility.

Tadahak.

The crystal glanced down at the laptop.

- I only revealed an attitude of genuine concern and solicitation. This pose can be taken by religious organizations of some size. I don't have to think about my enemies, but I have to have faith in [them]...

The crystal pressed the keyboard.

You're the one who barfed today.

A few photos of the man were displayed on the laptop screen.

He was the man who just shook his hand in the square.

- Fuck?

I was surprised at the play, who was watching the two of us from behind.

No, Mr. Crystal's surrogate. What the hell are you doing?

- I just dug up the identity of a man who was dragged to Manchuria.

- I know, and my eyes are on it. The question is, where did you rob the server? You're not a vigilante server, are you? Huh? Crystal. I'm not scared of anything. The vigilantes are a pain in the ass when they touch me.

- Don't worry about it.

The crystal covered the laptop.

Then I went to the desk drawer and brought another laptop.

- Apart from how exaggerated Mr. Yoon was about the hack, the plaintiff didn't turn the servers, and he didn't touch any of the vigilantes.

Then how did you rob him?

- I just saw the data stored at the mouthpiece office as a legitimate ID.

The crystal opened a second laptop and connected somewhere.

- Someone from the outside world has a basic identity stored in the admissions office for a while until they're fully registered as a resident. Min. 1 hour. Max. 1 week. Once the registration is complete, the data will be destroyed and all will be escalated to the administrative center under the vigilantes.

- Uh...

Duke Kim trembled.

It sounded like a story of a world he didn't know at all.

- Is that easy to read?

- Yes, relatively. All you need is a management office ID.

- Where did you get that ID...?

- The office staff is human. Kim Gong-ja, there are surprisingly many ways to convince humans.

Kim peered into the darkness of this guild.

- Of course, there's no information more profound than security. It's got, at best, very basic information about which countries are coming from outside the world, whether schools are coming from outside the world.

But, "said the quartz.

- Some of the basic information sometimes includes an SNS ID.

The laptop reminded me of a blue screen.

The crystal nods once.

- There is.

The quartz showed the screen to his colleagues.

The profile on the SNS account had a picture of a stranger.

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Number of Followings 26.

Number of followers 5,313,046.

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Kim opened his eyes wide.

-Ek. 5 million people...? Isn't this a lot?

- Quite a lot. He's the vice president of a group called the Tax College. Let me do a quick search.

The eyes of the crystal became serious.

It's an organization that's been active for seven years. It's one of the most popular religions on the Internet recently.

- Internet Religion……?

-These are religions that do not have a branch in a particular country, but actually have an SNS account or a video site account [branch]. They preach only on the Internet. For example, if a bishop posts a specific video, they attract as many viewers and subscribers as possible. This is what they call preaching.

Amendments were even found in the organization's official video account.

- Look, it's a volunteer video.

-.......

- In fact, local religions are limited to a few bishops or bishops. Like this...

Autocorrection has played the video.

There, a well-dressed gentleman was showing the scene of a disaster in a country as if it were live.

There were many other videos posted.

[Earthquake relief site], [Your donations are being used like this], [Best 10 Preaching Stories] and [Meet and talk to the Master of Tibet!], [I went to see if the Himalayas were really melting], [The tower is a proof of divinity!?], etc.

- This is...

- You can't just mix up too many volunteer videos and block your account. I'm not making violent claims in the videos. When a bishop or a bishop posts a video, it spreads to the SNS, raising radical claims amongst themselves.

-.......

- Kim Gong-ja, you asked if the culprits were moving with a high-end strategy. Yes, it is. Not all of us do, but some of us do.

Kim had an ominous feeling where he was.

It frowned and frowned.

What's the point of having more than five million followers crawling into a tower, forsaking the glory and honor of the outside world?

- He's a bishop, actually.

Amethysts corrected.

- And here's the purpose of your visit.

Knock it off.

The crystal presses the Enter key.

- I'm going to the tower now. Brothers.

Video flowed through the laptop.

The man speaking in the video was the Viceroy.

- As you know, tomorrow is the day the Babel Tower collapsed in ancient times. As it was thousands of years ago, God will decide tomorrow not to destroy the Tower of Babel again. To seek God's mercy, to prove that there is still hope for humans, I will wear my body to remind the inhabitants of that corrupt tower.

The Viceroy spoke with reverence.

- Maybe I'll get arrested. But if I succeed in preaching, I will prevent the collapse of the tower, and if I fail to preach and die, you will know that there is at least one true believer on earth who has been sacrificed for humanity. I live for humanity, I die for humanity. This is how you serve God.

The bishop takes a triangle with both hands.

It seemed to be their own sign.

- Gentlemen, we've been watching the tower's every move. They waited for themselves to repent and purify themselves. But now that the collapse of the second barbell tower is upon us, we can't just watch it happen. As soon as my sacrifice is confirmed, you will perform the mouthpiece ritual immediately.

Kim opened his mouth.

-Don 't be afraid of death. What we need to fear is not the death of one man, but the tragedy that humanity once again betrays God's mercy. Stop tragedy with your blood and your body. Purge the tower by eliminating as many corrupt as you can! Ah, I'll go first. Even if I die, I'll die first. Gentlemen! I…….

And the video was cut off.

He reached out and stopped the video.

- They're fucking retards, right?

Korean baseball was being broadcast on television in the guild office.

Ah, it's out! Castor shouts out in a loud voice.

A baseball cap on the side of the television sits pudgy.

- This is a declaration of war.

Kim muttered.

- Something bad might happen.

- Mr. Yoon, we need to get out there and tell him right now.

- Hmm.

He responded blankly.

It's not like this happened once or twice. Once upon a time, the lunatics crawled into the tower as a groundskeeper.

-.......

- If you want to go, you're on your own.

Kim and Eujeong did so.

The two of them ran away from the guild. Luckily, it was a guild that knew how to make money. Temples were built on high ground prices, and the venue for [Master's Secretary] made it easy to meet the Pantheon.

- Good day, Mr. Secretary! And the new Alba! How are you doing?

- Long time no see, Shrine Lord. As soon as I see you, I'm sorry, but I need to tell you something right away.

- Whoa.

The Inquisitor was in a hurry to find out what he was up to.

Specifically, a red liquid was embedded in the left hand of the Inquisitor.

The Inquisitor wipes his hands with a handkerchief and laughs.

- What's the emergency?

- Did you just take a cult from the plaza?

- Yes, sir, I'm under arrest.

- Is the religion still healthy?

- Oh, he was fine.

The Inquisitor smiles widely.

- Until 40 seconds ago!

-.......

- Mr. Secretary asked for a visit, said it was urgent, so I wanted to get this done quickly. Ah, don't worry about it! It's all been done in a reasonable way!

- Did you kill him?

- Yes, sir!

The Inquisitor was excited.

There was no excuse or explanation. The opposing Pokémon is so stubborn, they can't help but say so.

There was only the confidence that he had done what needed to be done and the justification that came from it.

- You...

I didn't know who brought it up.

But before I finished saying that, something cried.

Woohoo.

Mr. Alba. I think I just got a call!

Kim shrugged his head. Like he said, my smartphone was trembling in my pants pocket.

I just followed Kim to the video account and SNS account that he just found. The alarm was triggered.

He also felt an ominous premonition, and Kim took out his smartphone.

- …… you just uploaded a new video.

The insemination also took out the smartphone.

While only the Inquisitor tilted his head, the new video twisted.

- Brothers.

The person featured in the video had a strange face.

Maybe he's another Christian, not a bishop.

A young man said splendidly.

- The Viceroy has just been taken into the hands of Ethan. There is no hope for them either. The Viceroy didn't resist, and he didn't swing once. He only preached to them because he was concerned about them.

The young man's face was strange.

I was very familiar with the background behind the video

Kim narrowed his eyes.

- This...... is Babylon Plaza, right?

- Yeah, it's bad. Very, very bad.

The crystal mutters.

In the video, the young man continued:

- I will now begin the purification of the promise. Brothers! I love you.

The young man shoved his hand into the top.

- I love humans, I love humanity. I love God. Please love you, too. Do not betray the love of God. I love you!

And the video was cut off.

There was no need to question why it was broken.

Because there was a huge noise coming from beyond the walls of the temple.

-.......

It was in the direction of the square.

A moment of silence passed.

- Uh-huh, got it.

The Inquisitor smiled brightly.

- I made a fucking mistake!

Immediately after, the siren rang.