The World of Masks

It was a coincidence. No, you can call it luck.

The more hands you lose, the better. The truth that he thought of was that he accidentally created what he called a "anti-superpower group" by one slave who was awakened as a superpower.

Those who have a grudge against the superpowers have no choice but to appear. You may confront them with the feeling that their enemy's enemy is an ally, as they are a true adversary to the superpowered. But I wasn't sure that they would be helpful. Rather, it may undermine the original plan.

It's good to minimize variables. You can also hold another hand in there.

Thus, it was created by the hands of Jin that it was a superpower group that opposed AMSS, a superpower group.

And that led to an unexpected trajectory. It was contact with those who had raided the superpowers that Jinsuk sought desperately.

'It's really scary, my lord.'

He doesn't know everything, but he knows that your power is enormous. He used all of them to wear a mask called a meridian and dig into the center of the world. The man didn't know the exact purpose of the master, but it was definitely not the usual purpose, given that he was planning things like this under the water.

'Albania.'

But the man was not interested in such things. It was frightening to hold someone's right to life and death, but his master did not need a man's life. The man's temperament, not his master's, to be called the wicked, was also in his taste.

Especially his master was not stingy with rewards. If I succeeded in my work, I would be greatly rewarded.

For a man, a job as his master's slave was never a bad job.

"I didn't find out much. I'm digging a little deeper into my opponent, which is possible, but if I dig deeper, I think this is more suspicious. You can break relationships."

The man went up to his room. Emily follows behind quietly. A strange situation was created where a man in panties and a woman in a suit were accompanied. But the man didn't seem to be wearing clothes, and Emilia was not interested in the man's body at all.

The room seemed to be a library, with a large number of bookshelves and books around it. The man went to the desk in the middle of the room. I opened the lowest drawer.

Hiccup!

The man lifts the bottom of the drawer. It was a double bottom, where there was a small USB stick.

The man handed it to Emily.

Emelia put the logo of a well-known large corporation in her heart.

"I put the reward in the living room."

Along with that, Emilia's new brother slowly melts into the air. It's amazing how many times I've seen it. The man glances at Emily with an amazed gaze at the vanished air.

But then I turned it off. I don't know what it is, but it's not my concern. The only thing he had to worry about now was the reward for letting her go.

I went down to the bottom in panties that only Hagan could wear. This is one of his residences. You don't need to care about other people's eyes. And the reward was more important than the trivial.

The man who came down to the living room went around looking for a reward. It was like a boy waiting for Santa at Christmas, with high expectations.

Soon the man could find a chest the size of a small box. He opened without hesitation.

The man's mouth was severed.

In the other half of the crate are a pile of glittering gold ingots. And the other half was piled up in dense bills.

"Khh, slave to this flavor!"

The price of finishing a rewarding work is always fascinating. Besides, it was a really dangerous mission this time.

"Or Seo Yoo-hyun."

At that time, he pretended not to know, but he had already known about the western hemorrhage.

'I didn't think he was friendly with information, but speaking of which, I'm pretty sure.'

As a slave to the master, the Korean language was completely mastered. That's why I was able to talk to the Seohyun.

'He who is intoxicated by such justice is not worth caring about.'

Only. He was obsessed with the goddess he held. Seeing that she has the same abilities, her power must also be the goddess's strength. But he didn't rise to the sight of respect for the goddess.

The man picked up a handful of bills. I sprayed it into the air.

Flutter! Flutter!

The bills fell like a blessing from heaven.

That's why a man exists. There is no virtue, no conviction. The only thing a man ever wanted was money.

In this time of capitalism, the true god is this money. Most wishes can be fulfilled with this. It is much easier and more clear to grant wishes than to believe and pray for those who are God like idiots.

"Long live the master!"

As a child, it was not wrong to sell your soul to an old man. The man smiles deeply, kissing the price of his efforts.

* * *

In a dark room. The only light that existed was the artificial light that the computer monitor was able to output. Jin moves his finger as he glances at the screen.

Glug glug!

The mouse wheel turns roughly. At the same time, the document that was floating on the screen collapsed down. Jin silently read the document on the screen. My eyes were constantly moving.

I read all the last letters and leaned on the back of the chair where I was sitting. The backside of an expensive chair moves backward. I gently accepted the movement of the stone.

"What do you think?"

Jinsuk asked Emilia, who was standing beside him, looking at the document like this.

Emilia is lost in thought.

"First contact was a drug dealer, and now the Islamists who helped terrorism. And it reminds me of the fact that an Islamic terrorist drug trafficker first came into contact with an anti-paranormal organization, and then the Islamic forces actually helped prepare for terrorism."

Jinsuk stroked his chin. Emilia's guess was the simplest picture a man could make of the information he gave her.

If that's all, it's not a big deal. It was common sense for Muslim fanatics to dislike superpowers. Even now, he often cried out to Allah and terrorized the superpowers or their families. But they brought something they couldn't overlook.

That's what Jinsuk was looking for. It was an object that distinguished the superpowers.

"Unfortunately, we failed to acquire the real thing."

"It must be very important. That's what you expect, right? Couldn't have been better if I had."

Jinseok raises his mouse wheel. The documents on the computer screen rose quickly.

There were several photographs attached.

"Nice decor."

A small disc, thin needles hanging over it the size of a palm. It was a design that reminded me of the compass as a whole.

"It looks like it's made of duck halcon, just like you thought."

Emily had once hypothesized the search for superpowers. Like the portal responding to OryHalcon and the missile, the only reason the gods bore a hole in the dimension is that OryHalcon and the missile might react to the power of the gods within their superpowers.

And the hypothesis seemed to be true.

"Research will go faster."

"Yes. Knowing the ingredients will make it quicker than never." "

Based on that hypothesis, a study was already underway at the secret laboratory of Jin. Expected to accelerate there.

"I'd like to see the other detectors."

"I know."

Clearly, this is also a detection base for superpowers, but it has been reported that the search distance is very short. This will help us find superpowers scattered all over the world. Instead of picking the right spot for it, there is a detector that can cover a wide area.

"But if the detector resonates with a divine duckling beacon, it's impossible to detect you or your slaves with it. The Demon King's power is a power the gods don't even know about. It's irrelevant."

Then one of the things that Jin was worried about disappears. Just by confirming it, it meant something.

"It is clear that the forces we seek are simply those associated with Islam, or the Islamic forces themselves. Then let's dig into Islam for a while."

The next objective of the inauguration has been set.

"But these guys, what was the point?"

He muttered when he saw this performance and the next objective.

"You're not going to kill a psychic, are you?"

"Why suddenly? Obviously, they've killed a lot of superpowers and tastemakers, but that's the only way to do it. The first time was clearly a capture. And all of a sudden, you lend power to a group that kills all the superpowers? I don't understand."

"Did AMSS finally get in the way?"

"Maybe · · · · · · · · · ·."

If so, it might be better. From the standpoint of truth, it was good to give the number of superpowers, not bad. Moreover, the more they attack, the easier it will be to reveal their identity.

"Then I'd rather be comfortable."

He wanted them to choose that way at all.

Jinsuk lowers his mouse wheel for no reason. As the document went down quickly, the archers caught the eye of the stone.

"Then · · · · · · · ·."

Jinsuk was fortunate as if he suddenly realized.

"You said you wanted the identity of the god in the crossroads."

Jinsuk moved the mouse wheel again. The information I wanted was on the screen. It clearly said that God's identity was quite important.

"Are you looking for natia? Or do you have curiosity and vigilance in your new god?"

Several possibilities passed back to the mind of the truth.

"I don't know about this."

There was so little information in the first place. I caught their tails by accident. I can only conclude now that it is a castle on sand, which is poorly grounded.

"That's far enough. I got the information to move on."

Jinsuk decided to clear his mind. If we hurry, it won't work.

"Let's tighten up the Middle East. Cobra or Aladdin, something's gonna pop out."

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The gaze of Jinseok is towards the Middle East!