Descent of Demon god

And your team, Director Hwan? '

Nod! Nod!

You nod with a bitter face.

No one else had to. Each department had the best talent.

They have been demobilised to be more than a minimum elite officer, making them an accessory to almost exceeding the level of security personnel in your line of work.

You traitors! '

Emergency Insaidong George was only possible if the parties agreed.

In a word, they all wanted to be moved to the Vice President's Office.

'I cared so much.'

'Without even asking...'

The middlemen couldn't hide their vacant expressions.

Even if they are temples, they will accept it as if they can enter the heavenly host like legends.

"Chairman..."

As they looked at the Heavenly Jewel, they sighed.

Since the appearance of the Thousand Yeon, the role of the Catholic Church has become closer to the trouser chairman.

It was like a payment shuttle.

"Good work."

"No! It's someone's order."

After hearing the compliment, the middlemen filled their tongues with the appearance of their favorite director of the Secret Service.

It was frustrating that they did not even warn themselves. At that time, Chairman Cheon Eujeong opened his mouth.

"Head of Secretariat."

"Yes, sir."

"You have a promotion for the time being."

"Four?"

The prudent eyes shook.

Until yesterday evening, he told me to prepare for the handover because he would be transferred to Managing Director within a month.

Suddenly, I was embarrassed that the promotion was reserved.

"I'm sorry, but you're demoting."

The words of the Jewel became more and more depressing. A bottle of cider made the middlemen look down on him for pulling out their department members.

"Uh, why?"

Then she said to him,

"I have to take charge of my ancillary room for a while."

'!!!'

His eyes widened.

I was confused because I wanted to be demoted, but my face suddenly changed when I heard I was assigned to the deputy director.

"Is that true?"

"Why are you complaining?"

"Oh, no! It's the honor of a lifetime of our gladiator!"

Bang!

The monk fell to his knees and bowed to Lady Chun.

Being deputy chief literally means that you will serve as the right-hand man of 1,000 years.

Horses were demoted, and they approached the center of the Catholic Church, which was about to change.

'What a downturn.'

'… damn it.'

The faces of the other middlemen have vanished from the Cida.

If the Catholic Church is to be integrated, the career of working as an assistant director of the drunk Catholic Church will shine tremendously.

Their eyes were filled with envy.

'Now there's only one thing to do before we go back to Xiongyang and bring them back.'

In Thousand Years' minds, many plans were underway.

After acquiring one of the three factions, Jenam-si will serve as the foundation for the resurrection of the Catholic Church.

The final goal was to retake Guangzhou, the largest city near the 100,000 Great Mountains.

'It's the group that's coming.'

Gwangju, the realm of 100,000 mountains, said that it occupies the headquarters of the Oshin Group.

The first group of Muslims I heard of is one of the three factions leading the current one.

The elite group within the Moorish Society, Blade Six, and Osin were the centers of the present.

I heard that the chairman of the group who came was the chairman of the current Moorish Association.

"Dare to take root in the main school territory. '

This was the goal of driving out the group who came when the Catholic union was over.

Of course, before that, it was necessary to reverse the perception.

It was more important than integrating the Catholic Church today.

"Public…"

Not only Moorim, but also the Black Sky Company to all the middlemen, the Catholic Church, had the worst reputation.

I needed a way to turn it over.

'We need to instill the awareness that the Catholic Church is necessary for all.'

It's a matter of the jungle. You can subdue them with force.

However, the shift in perception was important to gain the support of the general public.

'There's something good about it.'

In Thousand Years' head, the solution was set.

The Catastrophe of mankind.

Enemies of humanity.

There was a time when the Moorish Society, the Gatekeepers and the Defence Force were jointly eliminated.

It's a gate.

The disaster from the gate is nothing but Pia.

The focus is on the genocide of humanity.

Digging the gap was a way to change the perception of the Catholic Church.

'I can't believe you ignore such a good cause just for fighting inside.'

Yongcheon Group did not register Muslims.

They avoided participating in the gate defense, unless they couldn't avoid trying to dig up what they could find out.

If he had suffered for at least twenty-seven years, he could have transformed his perception.

I had abandoned the most useful advantage.

"Unbearable."

"Yep!"

When I was lying down, I stood up and replied.

"Prepare the car."

"I understand."

At this point, the Catholic Church asked with a curious expression.

"Where are you going? “

She got up from her seat and said, wearing a coat hanging from her coat.

"What hospital did you say she was in?"

"Ah…"

I said she was just a girl, but I understood who she meant.

It seemed to go to her.

"A thousand hospitals in partnership with our headquarters."

"You should use it now, since it's been cured properly. Hmm, a secretary would be nice."

Along with that, Lady Chun left the conference room.

The ceiling mutters in a mute voice.

"....... you're using SS-grade gate keeper as your assistant?"

* * *

Jenam-si Yongcheon Group Alliance 1,000 General Hospital.

A woman in her late 20s sat on a bed in the hospital's private room, boasting brown hair and abundant mead that was not covered in patient clothing.

The woman with the pictured eye was a gravitational witch hydraulic, an SS grade gate keeper.

Her gaze rests on the pots at the window of the room.

[I wish you a speedy recovery. Jo Yun, General of the National Guard, Jenam-si.]

[Your presence ensures the safety of the citizens. Yoo Cheong-sun, Director of Public Security, Jenam-si.]

[Thank you as deputy mayor. Deputy Mayor of South Korea.]

There were phrases that wanted to make me feel better.

As an SS class gate keeper, she was honored by prominent officials in the city of Jenam.

The Director of the Public Security Service also visited in person.

She spills the pots.

'I don't know what others are saying.'

The conjugation of the right arm was successfully completed.

It was cut so neatly that the nerve regeneration treatment was also smooth, so it was only necessary to rehabilitate with a cylinder, but it was a situation that was forced.

'Ha.'

Her eyes turn to the glass at the entrance of the room.

The men in the two black suits are guarding the perimeter.

But the horse was a security guard, a group of mercury operatives watching her.

[No military allied hospitals. I'll get you treatment at my hospital instead. Instead, I want you to tell your visitors well.]

It was said by a man named Nong Mukhun of the Mercury Group.

It was told not to reveal to those around you that you were a thousand years old slave.

In the body of the digestion, there were about a thousand nanobombs.

'How did this happen?'

Even though she had SS grade capabilities, there was no way to self-destruct the nanobombs in her blood vessels, her major organs, or her brain.

I thought I'd try to sneak away.

But there were only two of them at the entrance, starting with the corridors and putting agents in place to prevent them from trying to escape.

'I want to kill them all.'

Her abilities are not impossible, but if any of them were to die, they would definitely contact her.

Then the ruthless creature would have almost exploded a nanobomb without mercy.

'You need to calm down.'

If I get excited here, I only lose myself.

It was a short while ago that he was silencing himself.

Knock, knock!

The door to the room opens and one of the agents in the black suit says,

"Our guests are here."

"..... let me in."

Three men and women enter as the agent moves aside.

One was an intelligent woman in her late twenties who wore red glasses for a short time, and two men were dressed in casual outfits that looked like college students.

Among them, the eyes of the hydrogenated woman in the red glasses were wide open.

Bang!

The door to the room is closed.

At that moment, a man in a hat pointed his palm toward the entrance.

Then the woman with the red glasses slowly approaches and opens her mouth.

"Tell me you're relieved you turned off the sound."

He told her as if she was surprised at the digestion.

"I wasn't expecting you. Hye-yeon."

The way they looked at each other was familiar.

The woman with the red glasses frowned and said.

"That still sucks."

"Do I just make fun of you?"

"Just you. I can't believe this is what a low-level SS Keeper looks like. Is this what you call my rival?"

At her words, the digestion fades and laughs.

Hye-yeon, a woman with red glasses, was a class S gate keeper who regarded herself as a rival.

But that strength was recognized enough.

This is because it has a dangerous ability comparable to the SS class.

"We don't have time."

Hye-yeon gestured at the man who was touching his hand at the door of the room.

Then another man took out a small terminal from his chest.

Hye-yeon said as she was dying.

"You owe me. Because you blew a Class C core to get this in a hurry?"

"…… Okay."

I pressed the button on the handset, whether it was taken out by a man.

Beep!

Then, a dolphin ultrasound ringing in his eardrum came out of the terminal.

After about 10 seconds of ringing, the man turned off the handset.

"That's it. The nano-bomb should have been removed by now. Let's go." "

That was the purpose of the handset.

A device that emits a code frequency that stops nanobombs in the body of the hydrogenation.

Hye-yeon's words brightened her face.

"I will never forget this debt."

"We should. Now let's get out of here. Break everything if you get in my way. Hohoho."

"You can't do that."

"Yes? Why?"

"Then you'll be contacted."

"...... You mean the Muslim who made you like this when you grew up?"

"Yes."

"I don't know how much of a monster you are to say that, but don't you know the power of this body? No human being is going to..."

"That's it. Let's get out of here."

"Damn it."

When I got up on the bed after cutting the horse, Hye-yeon grumbled.

At the entrance of the room, the man who was sweating red with his palms on his hands gathered this ability.

Boom!

At that moment, the entrance to the room opens, and the agents in the black suits come in with a terrifying look on their faces.

“What have you done?"

"Who are you people?"

These were the ones who were unable to open the entrance because of this ability.

Looking at those agents, Hye-yeon raises her mouth tail and says.

"Are you okay next door?"

"What are you talking... huff!"

One of the agents pulls the knife out of his chest, startled, and stabs it into the other agent's stomach, standing next to him.

Puck!

"Huff! Why?"

The strangled agent is embarrassed by the stabbing, and the delighted agent stabs his knife in the other area with gleeful eyes.

Puck! Puck! Puck!

"You monster! Die!"

Fluffy!

I was only able to stop it when the agent died.

The agent who stopped stabbing the knife was blindfolded, but then the focus returned and he was embarrassed to see the dead agent lying on the floor.

"What the hell is this?"

"You killed your colleague with your own hands."

Hye-yeon smiled and said.

"Hiic!"

The agent looks at the bloody knife in his hand and is confused.

Then Hye-yeon told him.

"I killed a colleague. What do you do? To survive on your own?"

The two eyes of the agent who heard that have lost focus again. The agent grabs the knife in his hand and stabs himself in the neck.

Puck!

Then he fell to the ground.

Seeing the scene, the digestion frowned and muttered.

"Still a hobby."

"I made you like that, and you think you're just gonna let them live?"

"That's enough. There are a lot of civilians in the hallway, so don't work anymore."

"Pretending to be nice."

They're out of the room.

Outside the room, there was a group of civilians who appeared to be the patient's family in the hallway and a group of mercenaries in black suits everywhere.

Hye-yeon yelled at the hallway.

"Gaaaahhhh!"

Speechless!

People's gaze naturally turned to her.

Hye-yeon slapped her palm and said loudly.

Pair!

"Time for bed."

Fluffy, fluffy! Fluffy!

At that moment, everyone in the hallway fell to the floor like a broken doll.

Those who fell to the ground were really asleep.

When I saw some snoring people, I could tell for sure.

"Okay. All right?"

It was an amazing ability.

Among the class S keepers, sometimes outstanding talents are called.

Her title is Illusionist.

Though it didn't seem like much of a psychic battle, it was also classified as one of the most dangerous in the State Department.

"Good."

They hurriedly head for the lobby in the middle of the hall. There was an elevator in the lobby.

I was thinking about going out with confidence because I have Hyerin with hypnotic abilities.

The lobby comes right around the corner.

Then, in their ears, you hear the elevator stop.

Choo-dong!

Looks like someone's getting off this floor.

And as soon as I turned around the corner, the expression of digestion hardened.

"Where are you going?"

It felt like my heart was pounding.

"Ha, how could this happen? '

The person who got off the elevator was Thousand Yeon, the monk who was doing him, and the four members of the Yongcheon Group security personnel guarding the hospital.

She glances at the lobby and down the hall and says in a cold voice.

"Maybe you need to tighten your collar a little more?"

Ugh!

Along with that, Lady Luck lifted her finger.

It looks like it's about to flick its finger and detonate a nanobomb.

The digester bites his lip tightly and says:

"That shit doesn't work anymore..."

Bam! Bam!

"Gaaaaaah!"

Her left palm is blackened with the sound of thunder.

She looked at the painful digestion and muttered as if she couldn't understand.

"I disarmed the Nano bomb."

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