𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟓𝟕: 𝐆𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐂𝐨𝐫𝐩𝐬
A mana bullet struck Siwoo directly.
Kwaaaang!!
A rough explosion and shockwave swept through the surroundings, brightly illuminating the darkness.
No. 7 approached Siwoo with a giant snake made of lightning in tow.
The shield blocking his path was soaked in blood, and underneath it, Siwoo was breathing heavily, covered in blood.
“To think you’d dare to attack us with that level of skill. It’s laughable. Awakeners of your caliber are a dime a dozen in the ‘Back World.’”
No. 7 tapped Siwoo’s head with his foot.
In response to that movement, Siwoo’s head shook weakly from side to side.
Blood poured from his nose and mouth, but no one paid it any attention.
Judging from the amount of blood loss, the depth of the wounds, and his state of consciousness, he wouldn’t last more than 30 minutes.
“Ah━I got a little carried away because I was hungry.”
“Y, you, you bastard! I, I’m a carnivore! I, I’m hungry!”
“Be quiet!”
No. 7 shouted at No. 9 and No. 10, who were nagging him.
“But I will give you credit for making us use our items. If it weren’t for the elimination order, I would have asked you to join the organization.”
“Then what number would he have been? I think I’m stronger than him.”
[Poison], who had been knocked out by the skill, asked as he shakily walked over.
“That’s not for us to decide. It’s for ‘that person’ to decide. It’s not something you should concern yourself with.”
No. 8 responded to No. 7’s scolding by shrugging his shoulders.
“But what did you do with the two women who were inside?”
More accurately, two women and one ghost.
No. 7 didn’t bother counting the ghost.
“Uh. . . I don’t know.”
“You idiot.”
No. 7 clicked his tongue and glared at No. 8 with contempt.
“S-Should we go, go after them?”
“Leave them alone. Our target is this guy, anyway. Even if they brought someone, it’s too late.”
“Huh, then let’s go eat.”
No. 10’s peaceful words made No. 7 look annoyed.
“The job from the higher-ups isn’t finished yet! Are you guys idiots?”
“Where did those guys go?”
“I guess we’ll find out.”
No. 7 bent down and took a picture of Siwoo with his cell phone.
It was to report the completion of the mission to his superiors.
A reply came back a few seconds after he sent the picture.
《Stand by for a moment. Wait for No. 6 to contact you.》
“We’ll wait for now. No. 6 will contact us.”
“Oh, I, I understand.”
“To think I’d have to come all the way here for such a lousy HSIU bastard. The upper management’s manpower allocation is terrible. The three of you would have been enough.”
No. 7 fixed his tied-back hair and thought about the mission.
‘To think that we, Ghost Corps, would mobilize all ten of us to deal with just two people. . .’
But it couldn’t be helped.
“But was the other guy really that strong? He’s just a paper-pushing Hunter who does paperwork.”
“Don’t be stupid! He may be a government dog, but he’s still a genuine S-Rank Hunter!”
One side was just a HSIU who did some fighting, but the other side was an S-Rank Hunter who was off the charts.
Generally speaking, S-Ranks were considered to be monsters who had far surpassed humans, regardless of their awakened abilities.
A battle between such beings and a Hunter who had staked his pride?
Sorry, but that kind of disgusting behavior was something that only those who were guild Hunters would bother with.
〈Ghost Corps〉 did not aim for battle.
〈Ghost Corps〉 only dealt in lives.
No. 7 liked this code of conduct very much.
In the Hunter world, he was a crazy murderer, but in Ghost Corps, he was not even considered average.
Tring
No. 7 took out his cell phone and checked the text message.
Since we’ve taken care of this errand perfectly,
《Currently facing off against the target. Uninhabited Seongji Mountain Gate. Sending GPS coordinates.》
It’s time to take care of the other one.
“Get ready! Our next destination is Uninhabited Seongji Mountain!!”
No. 7 spoke with a hardened expression, as if the enemy was right in front of him.
Everyone’s gazes turned to No. 7.
Their mana was coursing through their bodies at the thought of a fight.
“The one we have to eliminate is the guild master of [Blue Moon Guild], an S-Rank Hunter in the Republic of Korea, and currently ranked 7th in the Republic of Korea Hunter rankings!”
He wanted to toy with his opponent’s life,
Trample on it mercilessly,
And crush their last shred of hope like a frog on the ground.
Abuse was the right of the strong,
And that was why he had joined Ghost Corps and answered to ‘that person.’
“It’s Empress Kang Yeo-hwa.”
Everyone broke out into wide grins.
“Ah, the Empress is mine. The Empress is pretty.”
“Pi, pig! You, you don’t, don’t suit her!”
“Ehehe, even shit has a hierarchy, so why No. 10? I’ll play with her first.”
Since they had been active as Ghost Corps for quite some time, the option of ‘dying’ didn’t exist for them.
Instead, they only thought about how they could have the most fun.
“A+ grades aren’t that rare.”
“Ah, I was commissioned to gouge out those A+ eyes. I ate them.”
“Ha, but, but S, S-ranks are, are said to be strong!”
They had killed countless Hunters in their time.
However, since S-Ranks were mostly dealt with by the higher-ups, they didn’t have to face them.
“Anyway, even rankers are human. There’s no such thing as a free lunch, whether they’re monsters or humans! Let’s go hunt the Empress!”
“Where are we going?”
Creepy.
A cold, dry voice was heard for an instant.
No. 7, who had gotten goosebumps all over his body, looked around hurriedly.
“Wh. . . who is it?”
In the pitch-black darkness, a horror that seemed to be beyond the realm of this world emerged from the boundary.
Siwoo, drenched in blood.
He put his arm around No. 10’s shoulder and slowly looked around.
Everyone fell silent at his icy gaze.
It wasn’t the kind of pressure that could come from someone who was dying.
“Ha, hahaha. If you wanted to live, you should have pretended to be dead. Why are you urging me on?”
No. 7 was the first to break the silence.
He hid his panic and slowly activated his mana.
‘The feeling of fear must have been a complete illusion.’
As proof of that, the guy was still covered in blood.
