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Chapter 81
Flinch.
The Octagon Society members, who had boldly entered, stopped.
Suspiciously, no—blatantly suspicious! Very suspicious white-built big guys welcomed them.
All of them were giants, at least 190 cm and over 100 kg.
Physiques that looked like they were born to dominate a labor site.
W еb̃n о̌ v̌е l Ѐ ń um̃а̊
They looked at the Octagon Society combat team entering with sticks, which were as small as rats, not with panic but like looking at insects.
“Shit, did you put X in my ear? What are you guys?”
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“The boss is asking. Ебанат (you bastard).”
They said they were just greeting lightly? These guys sure look heavy.
The Octagon Society members rolled their eyes in panic.
“Hit them? Don’t hit?”
Е̄ n̂ ūm̊ а
“…You start.”
“What should we do?”
“Boss…?”
Jang Chen was equally flustered.
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I thought it was a tutorial, but why is the boss here?
“Who are you?”
Е n ū m̆ a. ïd̆
“Us? Just passing, innocent bystanders.”
…By what measure?
They were neither innocent nor bystanders, clearly.
“Are you messing with me?”
“Of course. Messing with you, do you think if it wasn’t a joke you’d dare even talk to us like this? …Shit, pathetically weak bastards!”
Answering Jang Chen was a brown-haired woman at the poker table.
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She continued, glaring at their poker hands as if they were nothing to her.
“If you came in by mistake, quietly leave. I’m busy now. No time to play with kids. I’ll give you a special chance. Think carefully.”
Jang Chen was certain.
The intense killing intent he’d been feeling, and somehow they had been waiting for them.
Clearly, it was a challenge to fight.
Spitting, he gave a bitter smile.
W еb̄n о̂ vel Ẽ n um̈ а̌
“So, you wanted to go easy, but now you want a tiring fight? Guys, take up your weapons!”
“Take up your weapons!!”
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The Octagon Society members raised their sticks and baseball bats.
Nearly 200 adult men drawing weapons—intimidation beyond imagination.
Though flustered at the shocking first encounter, the pale giants numbered only about 30.
200 vs. 30, the numbers were overwhelmingly in their favor.
Еn̄.úmà . іd
Regaining composure, Jang Chen asked one last time.
“I’ll ask again. Who are you? Why were you waiting for us—”
“Ah shit, flush?! Not doing it! Not doing it!”
“Ah! Why did you overturn the table, sister!”
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…but the woman acted as if it didn’t matter.
In fact, it didn’t. She cared less about how many stinking punks there were or where they came from than why a straight flush came from their side just when she had a full house. That infuriated her more.
Ẅе́ b̈n о̃ v.е̊ l̆_ Е̂ n̂ uṁ.а̊
She overturned the poker table and headed toward Jang Chen.
“Hey, you bastard with a dick, what are you babbling about? Do you know how much I’ve lost because of you?”
“…Isn’t she crazy?”
“You look like a Joseonjok, all scrawny, and what’s that? A stick? You bastards brought sticks like your own hands. This is why you’re useless. If you have no roots, at least have muscles.”
“You crazy bitch. Should I kill you?”
A warrior has a warrior’s way.
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The woman provoked politely like a Slavic warrior, and Jang Chen gladly responded.
“Hit!!”
Jang Chen, wielding a stick, charged in rage, and the combat team followed shouting. Likewise, the woman and the gang bosses sprang into action with their full bodies.
“This is how it should be, this is a real fight!”
“Men speak with their bodies!!”
Jang Chen and the woman led the charge, and chaos ensued behind them.
E núm à .і̆d̀
They were struck with sticks. Raised arms to protect heads. Swung baseball bats with force. Took hits to the side and bent. Punches flew, noses broke. Headbutts were used, faces dented, blood spraying.
Dust rising, broken sticks, sawdust scattering from broken wood. The sharp scent of blood mixed with the blows.
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A blood-soaked battle.
Indiscriminate brawling.
The battlefield overheated.
“Hey! Take the pills! Use your magic!! Kill them all!”
Е num̃ a. і d̃
“Ugh!!”
At Jang Chen’s command, the Octagon Society members swallowed some unknown pills.
Their veins were bulging and their eyes were blood-red, almost burning.
This was definitely not normal.
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A member with bloodshot eyes swung a stick.
The woman naturally raised her arm to block the stick coming at her head.
Еñumа . і d
Crack─!
“Ugh—!”
“Sister!!”
The woman screamed for the first time.
Only then did she notice their bloodshot eyes.
“Hey! Be careful! Those bastards took the awakening drug!!”
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Awakening drug is a pill that forcibly awakens mana within the body.
It has considerable side effects, but it grants guaranteed power.
It literally poured fuel on the already overheated battlefield.
“Grab all the weapons!!”
Not the sticks.
The Octagon Society members threw aside the sticks and bats, pulling out duffel bags from nowhere.
Е́n̄ u̇m̊а . іd̀
In unison, they pulled out hammers, crowbars, and knives.
“Die!!”
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Strength enhanced with magic, metal weapons appearing, the previously pressured momentum reversed.
The big guys’ muscles could block hits easily, but weapons cut and stabbed, leaving wounds.
However…
“Shit, this is what you mean by coming at us?”
Ên ŭ mа
It wasn’t all good for the Octagon Society.
As they unleashed their limit, so did the other side.
Yes, just like this.
BANG―!!
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“—?!!”
A noise unlike any they had ever heard and humans flying like dolls with cut strings.
W еb̂ ñ oṽ е̌l̈ E n̊û m̂ a
Members’ gazes shifted—there was the woman, baring fangs and laughing.
“You chose poorly.”
You think you’re the only ones who can use magic? We’re stronger and more powerful. Idiots.
From that moment, magic radiance surrounded the hands of the woman and the big guys.
“Take them all down!!”
“Kill them!!”
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“Ughhh!!”
“Hey! Don’t get too excited! Control your strength!!”
From the moment magic was used, the battle could not be prolonged.
Now it was no longer just wounds from cloth. A single wrong hit could really mean death. A battle where, if it were ordinary humans, it wouldn’t be strange at all to already be watching corpses.
It was fortunate, to the point of relief, that the older brothers, who had been maintaining superiority from the moment magic was used, kept their composure.
Around ten minutes had passed.
Ӗn úm̊а̃. і d
The Octagon Society members were rolling on the dirt ground. All 200 of them, like insects on the verge of death.
“Pht!”
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A blob of blood fell with a plop onto the back of a fallen member’s head.
It was spit from the woman who straightened her crooked nose with her own hand after being hit.
“……What?! Just as it’s getting fun, why is everyone lying down? Hey, stop whining, we can fight more!! We can show more!!”
The woman shouted like a PT instructor: “One more set!”
Е nũmǎ. і̄ d
She wanted to fight more.
“Get up! Stand up like a man!!”
“Hey, sister’s losing it. Stop her.”
“Sister, calm down!”
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“Yes, сестра (sister), the kids’ fight is over.”
“Hey! Get up!! You damn fools!!”
E̊n̈ ŭm a
The woman, causing a ruckus, clung to younger men larger than herself and seemed like the battle of the day was about to end.
Until Jang Chen, who had been lying down, suddenly stood and crossed the line.
“Die!!”
Bang―!
The fired bullet was wrapped in a blue glow, tracing a dizzying path as if alive.
The magical bullet hit the woman’s forehead!
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Explosion of flames!
Bwaaaang―!!
“Kukukuku, damn you. Pht!”
He had endured humiliation for this single shot.
Jang Chen laughed heartily and signaled the waiting members of his organization via phone.
Shortly after, buses stopped beyond the fence.
Е̄ núḿ ӓ.
The buses expelled the Octagon Society members. Wooden planks and baseball bats, now hammers and crowbars, even knives could be seen. Almost 200 members were replenished in an instant.
Meanwhile, the woman hit by the bullet had her head thrown back, her body trembling.
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“!!”
“!!”
The eyes of the younger men holding her by both shoulders widened.
The crouching gang members froze, and the man who had ordered the two to drag her along dropped the cigarette from his mouth.
Ёn̊ u m ä .і d
When a comrade gets shot in the head, isn’t the usual reaction to first check if they’re alive? Yet none of them said anything. They didn’t even worry.
At this moment, what ran through their minds:
“We’re screwed!!”
Believe it or not, even in the shadows, there is a minimal sense of limits.
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Use magic but don’t kill surrendered opponents; use guns but don’t use “magical bullets”… something like that.
But Jang Chen pulled the trigger at the back of the head of the opponent, and that trigger fired a lethal “magical bullet.”
Е̇ n ům̌ а. і̆ď
He had completely crossed the line.
In other words, there was no need for them to maintain limits either.
The man at the front dashed forward and swung his hands at the Octagon Society members.
“Run!! You idiots, get out fast!!”
The gang members joked about it.
The boss raises two beasts.
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If the right arm, the “older brother,” is a snow wolf, the left arm, the “older sister,” is…
сумасшедший бурый медведь (A crazy grizzly bear).
To paraphrase:
“Damn, this is how you show up!! I like it!!”
A crazy grizzly bear.
In an instant, the woman’s body was covered in fur.
Е̃n ŭ m̈_ā
And shortly after…
──────!!
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The bus flew. The burning bus.
________________________________________
Jang Chen, who had rushed out of the alley, limped precariously.
“Hoo… hoo…”
Е_n u̇ ma .iḋ
Damn, shit, f*ck.
He wanted to swear every curse he knew, but even that was impossible with his lungs filled to the brim from fleeing.
He still couldn’t believe it. The 400 most carefully selected combat troops were barely defeated by 30 people.
The opponents were awakened individuals at least B-class, immune to bullets.
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Not C-class like the Octagon Society members who weren’t qualified as hunters, but people who could literally make a living by hunting if they wished.
Among them, that crazy woman was definitely A-class or higher.
Еn um̄ а̌
The image of the woman, transformed into a bear, lifting a bus trying to flee in reverse and hurling it was pure madness.
“Hoo.”
Finding a place to catch his breath, Jang Chen slid down against a wall.
He briefly frowned at the damp moss on the wall, but looking below, it didn’t matter.
His clothes were half torn to rags, scratches and puncture wounds covered his body. His right hand, which had been hurting since earlier, was a spectacle. All five fingers were bent unnaturally as if asserting themselves.
Surprisingly, this was only from being brushed by the crazy woman’s attack.
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Those who were directly hit had their arms torn. Literally torn apart alive.
“…Why are such people in the shadows?”
Jang Chen was exasperated.
Wasn’t the shadow meant for inferior people?
Of course, he had heard that occasionally, those whose natural abilities didn’t fit hunters or who couldn’t show themselves publicly crawled into the shadows. He had seen a few in reality.
But
Е̊ṅ u m̃а . iḋ
“If you can’t be a hunter, be a villain, but why come to someone else’s territory and ruin the ecosystem?”
In hindsight, the Mir Guild, which had barely used such monsters as construction guards, was the craziest of all.
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Unfair. Truly unfair.
“The construction work, and the money… ugh—!!”
Crunch. Click click click─!
Clenching his teeth, Jang Chen realigned his twisted fingers one by one, slowly drank a potion, then tore and wrapped his outerwear to secure it.
Е n ǔ m̄ ä . і d
“The losses are huge.”
People can be rescued.
There are plenty of people in China; it was just the invested cost that was a problem. He hadn’t expected what he thought would be easy gains to bite him in the ankle.
No time for this.
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To save even a single penny, he had to move quickly.
Jang Chen gritted his teeth, stood up, and entered a nearby villa.
Е nu ḿǎ
Shortly after, when he exited the villa, he wore comfortable sweatpants instead of torn clothes.
“Need to get the phone first.”
He wiped his face with his palm, changed his appearance, and went down an alley completely opposite to the one he had just come from.
As he hurried down the narrow, winding street, a pot-bellied man appeared from the opposite side. Jang Chen felt goosebumps.
The man was white.
Coincidence? The ones who destroyed the Octagon Society were also white.
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High probability they were the same gang! Jang Chen desperately calmed his panicking heart.
“Stay calm. Must stay calm.”
Even if his combat power was low, his transformation ability was nothing to scoff at.
Even if that person was with those bastards, there was no way to know. Jang Chen even boldly started talking first.
“Narrow street, shall we let you go first?”
Then came the Busan dialect.
Ẁ ebn̆ оv̊.е ĺ Ѐn u ṁа̂
“Ah, would that be alright?”
“No, please go first.”
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“Oh my, thank you~”
The hearty dialect suggested someone who had lived in Busan for at least 30 years. Jang Chen tried to feel reassured, but he didn’t let his guard down until the end.
“Are there usually this many alleys in this neighborhood? This happened several times just today.”
“You’re an outsider?”
Еnu m̌а̃
“Came down from Seoul. I’m a photographer. I mostly shoot old neighborhoods or villages.”
“Ah~ I see. An artist, huh, impressive.”
Jang Chen even shook the camera he had brought just in case and fully immersed himself in the act. And it seemed to work beautifully.
“But you know, sir, as an artist…”
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“Yes?”
“You should’ve wiped off the smell of blood before coming.”
W е́ b̂ñ оv е̂l Е̃n̄ůṁа́
Until he hit the wall.
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