Descent of Demon god

Baek Jong-seo curiously looked at the thousand years.

What are you thinking? ’

It is the thousand talents of the rebuilding of the Catholic faith in this world.

However, I sat still as if I had just entered meditation.

I was looking somewhere, but I didn't know what I was thinking or what I was thinking.

Farr!

Augmented reality was operating with a thousand views.

In augmented reality, a number of categories of information were organized into maps like spider silk.

"The fools of the conflicting main school divided into three factions. And the State Department and the State Department trying to control the Muslims. The Three Generations of Modern Moorish who pushed the main Church to the extremities. ’

She organized the big categories into three parts.

What he was thinking about now was what to do with these three categories.

Simply smashing it wasn't hard.

If that's the case, it's just a massacre.

Moreover, this simple approach will result in other categories clumping or raising awareness only.

‘The first thing to do...’

The most urgent thing at the moment was the situation of the Catholic Church that was still eating my flesh without clumping together.

Integrating their forces is a good way to move into two different categories.

I wish I had more accurate information, but what Non Smoking knew was only a process until the Catholic Church failed.

‘Hmm.'

She did not know exactly how the three factions were currently in dispute.

[The High Commissioner said the three factions are fighting to unite the forces of the dispersed companies by establishing authenticity and justification with each other. However…]

When the last two surviving purists said they were not participating, they said they would not give more information.

While Jin Oh was disappointed, he understood the manager's position.

If you do not join the firstborn faction of Gentile Yooseong and later enter another faction as one of its own, the information will be revealed.

At the end of that day's proposal, smoke-cessation had not come into contact with them for ten years.

[There's no way I didn't leave room for contact.]

[...... Correct.]

As expected, the Natural Oil Faction has left room for business.

[24, 32, 94, 83, 13, 52, 63, 103, 26, 49.]

The director gave her a piece of paper with these numbers.

It was a non-sequential numbering scheme that was followed by contact numbers that could be contacted.

It is said to be incinerated after being allowed to memorize it over 10 minutes.

[Is this the password?]

[I don't know exactly. It was just a number I sang while looking at an essay book in my house....]

[Essay book?]

According to Non smoking, it seems to be an improvised password.

Then there was a good chance that the essay would have a contact list.

There was only one problem.

[They confiscated everything in the house that might be suspicious...]

And it turns out there was very little in the house about books.

Some things never go away no matter how time passes, one of them was a book.

It was because analog methods were still loved more than electronic text.

"I'm in the Ministry of Public Safety…"

In order to retrieve the essay, we had to go to the Public Service.

‘Hmm.'

She turned her gaze and looked at the stunned hairdressing name and aptitude.

And his gaze slowly turned towards the bodies of the NSA strikers that were still lying inside the abandoned plant.

The last place I stopped looking was Baek Jong-seo and no smoking.

The two people who did not know the English language opened their eyes and saw the thousand-year notice.

Evacuate!

The tail of a thousand mouths rises.

The white paper, which we did not know what that smile meant, carefully asked.

“What do you think? ”

Tak!

The question stood up and said.

“That's the key. ”

“Yes?”

The gaze of the hat was naturally directed towards the direction where the sky was gazing.

There, the hairdresser's name was stretched out to close his eyes.

* * *

Transportation and situation control room of the public safety office in Xiyang City.

There were over 200 40-inch monitors that were being broadcast into 24 CCTV cameras from all the way and alleyways in the oceanic.

On the monitor, the NSA police control roads and alleyways.

When the gate alarms went off, the defense forces stepped up to defend the walls, and the public service police were able to keep the citizens within the walls from going into chaos.

“The transfer of 11 students from the school district on Route 24 in Hpyeong-gu to a nearby shelter has been completed. ”

“Three homeless people on the blind side of CCTV cameras in 10 Tae-seo-gu have just been spotted and are moving to a shelter on 8th and Tae-seo-gu. ”

Monitoring traffic and personnel reported in.

At the moment, the only thing that remained in the NSA was Traffic Monitor and Director Yoo Yoo Yoon.

When the gate alarms fall, all NSA police will be stationed around the clock, with the exception of this minimum number of personnel.

“I see.”

Director Yoo Yoo Yoo, who is receiving reports from monitoring agents, was darkened.

In the Situation Control Room, all of his nerves were directed elsewhere, while controlling all of the conscious police.

Why haven't we heard from him? ’

His eyes were filled with nervousness as he looked at the clock in the Control Room Light Panel.

It's been quite a while since the operation was underway.

It should have been cleaned up a long time ago, but he was embarrassed without any news.

Did something happen? ’

If so, it would be embarrassing.

Originally, special ops personnel should also be put in charge of controlling the interior of the barrier when they are conscious.

However, they were disconnected, and they deployed more NSA personnel.

‘I said I was on a special mission...'

The other agents have grown suspicious.

It was a frustrating situation for the upper part because it was stepped on when the tail grew longer.

‘When this happens, the gate alarms will go off...’

Three days ahead of the Defense Department's announcement, the gate alarms have triggered much more.

I just hope things don't go wrong.

There was a vibration on his flexible smartphone in the car that was so nervous.

Durr!

I raised my left arm and frowned at his upper lipstick looking at the screen of the smartphone.

[Head of Special Department of Excellence Title No. 2.]

It was a call from the outsider who was waiting so long.

"I can't believe you're calling me on your phone. Ah… ’

On second thought, the radio was in the Director's office, so I had no choice but to contact him on his cell phone.

He looked around and told the monitoring agents that he was in a hurry.

“I need to check in on you, so I'll be in the head office in a few minutes, so call me if you have any problems. I'll be right back.”

“Yep!"

The monitoring agents responded without turning their heads as they were so busy.

Director Yoo Yoo Yoo from Situation Control answered the phone as he went down the emergency stairs.

“It's me.”

Director. Cough... Cough.

“What's going on? Why are you so late? ”

His upper lip grips him with a quiet voice.

Thanks to that, he was anxious for hours.

Sorry, mission accomplished.

The report of the meritocrat brightened the face of Director Yoohyun.

He was worried that something would happen to him.

Cough... Cough.

As you continue to hear a cough, the upper part of your body is conscious of it.

“Are you injured? ”

I'm sorry. There was a problem.

“Problem?”

The... Unsullied are so good... And he didn't have any nanobombs in his system.

The absence of a nanobomb made his upper lip glow worse.

If so, it meant casualties on the maneuvering strikers you dispatched.

He said in a whispering voice.

“Isn't there something special about Joon-young? ”

Extraordinary.

He was a master of all the special public relations in seven fingers.

I was originally asked to send for another mission, but he also sent me, just in case.

... and I had a minor episode of Sunrise.

“What?”

Director Yoohyun couldn't hide his embarrassment.

"Extraordinary life expectancy" means that other agents were also killed.

I got caught up in the work, but I got caught up in it.

"Hehe!"

You hear a voice of resourcefulness in his annoying ears.

Luckily, before Jung Ming was defeated… Cough… I injured that moonstone. I was in danger, but I saved my life thanks to the leader of Tin Tin, who came to my aid.

“What? Team Leader Tinnitus? ”

... Yes. The leader of the Tin Tin team was lucky enough to put a rifle in his gun.

Director Yoohyun's expression became stiff.

I didn't know he was going to talk about it in the mouth of a master.

"What's wrong with that jerk? ’

I kept digging, and I had him suspended on purpose.

But I didn't know that Lee Lee could find it.

This was a top-secret mission that no one else should know about except Special Ops agents.

The upper part of his mouth, which was closing for a moment, asked in a quiet voice.

“...... Is Team Leader Tin next door? ”

Cough, cough. We don't have the proper manpower, so we're transporting the missing person, along with the team leader and the two surviving gunmen, to the public safety office.

They're coming this way? ’

I put my hand on his forehead to see if his biceps were sore.

According to him, only three of the many survived.

And I even teamed up with Team Leader Tinnitus.

...... What do you want to do?

Director Yoo Yoon is concerned about the voice of a brilliant man on the phone.

He struggled to tell me that the leader of the Tinnitus team helped him over the phone, probably to inform him that the secret had been leaked.

‘I told you to take your hands off me. ’

I was thinking about it for a long time and lived in the eyes of Senior Director Yoohyun.

Soon, Yookyun the top said.

“I'll leave the back door of the special task force building open, take him to the fifth floor underground... and bring him with me, because the leader of the Tin Tin Tin team wants to pay for his work. ”

Okay, we should be there in 10 minutes.

“I see.”

Director Yoohyun, who hung up on me, sighed.

Then he left the traffic and buildings and quickly headed to the Civil Hall.

Upper part of the building went straight up the elevator to the fifth floor and turned off all the cameras in the CCTV room.

"Phew…"

I didn't want to do this, but I couldn't do much.

Yoohyun stops by the Director's office and picks up a pistol and a silencer in his safe.

It was a type of machine gun that was not used by the government.

Cock-a-doodle-doo!

A silencer is inserted into the pistol's pistol and a holster is inserted into the holster of the arm.

Upper part of the workforce left the building with heavy footsteps and entered the specially dedicated building.

It's the only place regular detectives are prohibited.

Choo-dong!

The elevator door opens.

The elevator was marked all the way to the fourth floor underground, and there was a button underneath it for fingerprint recognition.

The 5th floor underground can only be descended by those with fingerprint recognition.

In the special task force, only six of the chief and his fingerprints, including two of the chief, the maneuver's smith, and the sub commander, are registered.

Choo-dong!

The fifth floor is a hexagonal space.

There are six special prisons, and only the lobby has a desk and two chairs.

This was the only place that didn't have CCTV cameras.

It was also a secret room, but the reason for not having a camera here was simple.

If you look inside an empty special prison, the bloodstains remain unclear.

Unlike other prisons in the State Department, it was full of torture tools, starting with the iron bars that hold both wrists together.

Tak!

Director Yoohyun hung up on his desk.

Thanks to a single LED lamp, his face was completely dark with half a shadow cast.

I'm looking at the pistol with the silencer in my chest, and I hear something in the back room of a special prison.

Chang, Chang!

As he turned his head, he saw a human being in a dark prison.

He had protective gear on his mouth, special cuffs on both his wrists and ankles, and his whole naked body was covered in torture wounds.

Chang, Chang!

A man full of torture struggles to move his wrists.

The person who appeared to be between the protective gear was staring at Director Yoohyun's full-time position with furious eyes.

“Tsk, tsk. You're still full of energy. ”

After shaking his head, he turns his head as if he's not interested.

There's only one thing he cares about now.

Chang, Chang!

“Shut up.”

Continuously struggling, I pressed one of the buttons on my desk with the sound of iron bars.

Woohoo! Woohoo!

When I pressed the button, something like a shutter came down from the top of a special prison.

When the shutter comes down and is blocked, the noise clears.

“Phew.”

His biceps are breathing heavily and he puts his pistol back in his holster.

At that time, you can see the elevator going up, which was on the fifth floor underground.

I felt like I was finally here.

Choo-dong!

The elevator that went up to the first floor immediately went back down to the fifth floor underground and the door of the entrance was opened.

When the entrance opens, the headmaster, including the brightness name that looks bad, and two maneuvering strikers come out of there with a hood or something.

“Cough, cough… Director. ”

“Well done. ”

I got up from my seat and greeted them.

‘This guy. ’

I was impressed by Director Yoohyun, who met with the name of the hairdresser.

The eyes of a hairdresser who was staring at himself were contemptuous.

“Looks like you have a lot to say. ”

He said in a voice with a low hairdressing name on the words of his upper limbs.

“I think you have a lot to say, not me. ”

In the tone of explanation, Yooseong looks at him and points to a chair at the desk.

“Once the chief looks uncomfortable, I'll sit him there and say, ”

Like he said, even the brilliance seemed uncomfortable standing up.

Moreover, the expression of proficiency is strangely uneasy.

‘Cause there's too many casualties. ’

Full-time work was also challenging.

More than sixty special task force agents have died.

He had to figure out how to fix this.

Of course, there was work to be done before that.

Tak!

I sat in a chair with a stirring absurdity.

And I try to turn around.

Heave-ho!

‘!? ’

Director Yoohyun aims at his head with a silencer.

He said, looking at Director Yoohyun with sharpened eyes when he was aiming at himself.

“What are you doing? Director.”

“You're pretty bold. Team Leader Tinnitus.”

Absent surprises, Yoohyun was still curious about the attitude of staring at him.

“Why are you trying to kill me? ”

“You brought this on yourself. I told you to get your hands off this. ”

“...... You said you couldn't take your hands off it, right? And what you're doing right now is not something that the NSA police can do. ”

In the words of the hairdresser, Director Yoo-Kyung said, shaking his head.

“How naive. You think defending justice is a problem for one's own virtue? Looks like someone going into the mud isn't thinking about getting buried in the mud. ”

“...... You say the same thing as Chief Talent. ”

“Because it's the truth. ”

There was no shaking in both eyes of Director Yoohyun.

Even though he was aiming at himself, he couldn't help but look at the still living eyes.

"This is the head of the NSA?" ’

He was not the honest Director he knew.

If it got in the way, the appearance of excluding the person in front of him was no different from the typical criminals.

When something like this happened several times because I was not disappointed, I became pathetic that I had never doubted the Director.

His upper lip muscles tightened his trigger finger.

“You're the one who keeps me honest, but you can't understand a word I'm saying. ”

“...... Are you not afraid of suffering? ”

“Regret? Are you referring to the company? ”

The hair-carrying name did not deny the question.

However, he stopped trying to pull the trigger and laughed.

“Hahahaha! What a funny talent you have. ”

“What?"

“I thought he was a jerk, but he didn't even know the real world he was in. ”

“Are you making fun of me? ”

He said to his hairdresser who appeared obnoxious.

“Do you think I'd blink an eye at the Kite Company because you were dead? ”

In saying that, I asked with thin eyes.

“...... What does that mean? ”

“The Executive Director himself asked the city hall and me not to take you to the State Department. Of course not. ”

He said with a voice with a hairdressing name in his mouth.

“I'm aware of that. Of course he'll get in the way. ”

It has been for a long time.

I always get in the way when I'm trying to get something.

However, as much as the police department of the public administration, they believed that they would not interfere, because they belonged to a government official, a higher organization than the Moorish Association or the company.

And as expected, he was validly granted a special pass to the public service police.

Director Yoohyun's recommendation was a name for a hairdresser who admired him as a stubborn person who wouldn't give in to external pressure.

“Thank you for that. But this is a separate problem. You're a public defender...”

“Hahahahaha. You can't be so naive. ”

“? ”

“Do you think I chose you for the privilege of excellence? ”

“Yes?”

He looked at his hairdresser as if he was really stupid.

“One of our public affairs in the first place was to look out for Muslims and Muslims. Even though you were halfway abandoned by the Kite Company after you lost your manpower, we thought we would protect you in any way we could. ”

“… you've been trying to use me? ”

“I thought I could use it in some way if I kept him around. But we were mistaken. The Muslims are ruthless. Even if I lose the job, I can end my hatred for my son and my brother. ”

Grrr!

The scorned words of Senior Director Yoohyun made a scary look on his face.

According to him, Director Yoohyun tried to use himself as a babysitter to monitor or borrow the company.

‘Ha.....'

When I heard that, I was angry as well, but my doubts were solved.

It was not because of his upright personality that the attitude of the Director or other executives changed, as opposed to when he first landed in the Public Service.

“Is it because I'm... underutilized? ”

“What a pity. If I hadn't poked around like this, I would have spent my life as an ordinary homicide detective, and my life as an old man on pension. ”

Director Yoohyun expressions that his insides were cool.

The hairdresser's name dropped.

The strong boss he knew no longer existed in the world.

It was only because he believed in the man who was wearing a shroud.

‘Maybe he was being reckless. ’

I felt sorry for him, but I couldn't help it.

It was hard to do this kind of work if you show compassion in these things.

“Goodbye, then. ”

Director Yoohyun pulled the trigger.

Pucheng!

A silenced firearm flashes a light and fires a bullet.

But something unexpected happened here.

Fyrr!

Of course, the bullet that was supposed to have penetrated the head of the hairdresser is spinning in the air.

“What the hell is this? ”

I don't know what to do with my confused upper limbs, but the hairdresser who was bowing his head opened his mouth.

“...... is the offer still valid? ”

“W-what are you talking about? ”

Suspiciously speaking to someone, Director Yoohyun turns his head, where he sees a thousand men holding out their hands in the direction of the bullet, leaning against the prison wall against their back.

Like he's holding a bullet.

“Yes, what about you? ”

I was surprised by the upper part of my biceps, but the hairdresser raised his head and said with a different glare.

“Are you really going to let me have Kite Company in my hands? ”

“What?”

He said that with the tail of his mouth raised.

“Do you think it's hard? ”

Quadruple!

Along with the horse, the thousand-year-old flicks his finger, and the bullet that was rotating in the air crumbles, turning into powder and blowing away.

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