The Crazy Demigod Returns

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“Yeouido… As you said, it is an island now. It’s a good place. It is surrounded by rivers on all sides, so it can guarantee minimum safety from mutant lifeforms, and it is also good for accommodating hundreds of thousands of military troops gathered instead of saving citizens to find their own way.”

It was not known whether this was intended when the site was selected.

However, it was also true that the situation had turned into a kingdom surrounded by a moat in the Middle Ages.

If the current prestige was not ridiculous, it was deservedly praised as the best way to survive.

The unfortunate thing about them is that this is not the Middle Ages, when they rode horses and shot arrows.

“In other words, it is also a perfect place to be exterminated. Especially for all of the non-Awakened people sitting here.”

No specific plans or detailed strategies were required.

The power of the new Korea was already far ahead of them, and the only threatening modern firearms that existed inside Yeouido were a few conventional self-propelled guns and anti-aircraft guns.

Even if you just lay siege along the Han River surrounding Yeouido Island, you will starve to death without even using a tightly wrapped gun or grenade, or die while attacking outside the island because you can’t stand it. It was natural to meet one of the two endings.

In the course of that series, an awakened person might be able to escape with heavenly luck, but as Paik Kun-woo said, the former politicians who occupied most of these seats will die unconditionally.

Paik Kun-wu’s low-pitched chanting, which started with a warning, ended with a threat.

“Your role is one. As of now, doing nothing and quietly slumping until we completely destroy Gangseo. Do you understand?”

* * *

Songjeong Station is between Gimpo Airport and Magok Station.

In this place, which is no different from the forefront of the two forces, a collision has already been brewing for close to half a day.

The roaring sound created by high-ranking Awakeners’ sword strikes and magic felt like the sound of nature.

Kwaaang-!

Kurleung-

Another building collapsed.

“It’s a rockfall! damage!”

“Open the distance!”

“Whiyu… It flies ferociously.”

The building near Songjeong Station collapsed, and the scattered debris bounced off to the vicinity of Myeonmok Station, where the awakening people of the New Korea side are concentrated.

It sounds obvious, but if they had bumped into each other head-on, they would not have been sluggish, turning a place into a mess for over half a day.

The entire Gangseo area, including Songjeong Station, must have already been wiped out, or the war has already ended and post-processing must have taken place.

The 5th and 6th tiers dominate the battlefield right now. They were the so-called high-ranking Awakeners.

Properly distributing and going to the front, estimating the opponent’s capabilities, and then sending out similar forces from the opposing forces.

The rest either conserve stamina or come out as substitutes.

A format similar to a tag. Except for the fact that they could run away if necessary, it was a method reminiscent of a great battle that could be found in past history books.

A phenomenon that occurred because everyone in the battle was an Awakener.

The battle between the Awakened had a huge difference from ordinary sword fighting or war.

A frog is killed by a stone thrown roughly, and crawls into a battlefield where dozens of high-level Awoken are intertwined and fighting like this with extraordinary skills?

Even in the aftermath of swordsmanship or magic on the same side, it was easy to die violently.

In addition, New World was in a position to somehow stop them while minimizing power loss, and Shin Korea was just following it as if waiting for something.

It was another reason why the last and seemingly meaningless fight had continued.

Of course war is war. In the meantime, corpses were piling up on the floor one by one.

It was around the time the sun rose in the sky went down little by little and the sun set.

“come.”

“That person… .”

“Looks like he’s in his early twenties? Are you a returnee?”

“You fool. Did you live without the Internet? They are not returnees, they are natural awakeners.”

“This bastard… for a moment. Then you woke up when you were snoring and became the 6th rank at that young age?”

There was a buzz everywhere.

Soon after, even the high-ranking Awakeners who were fighting on the frontline returned one by one.

It was Paik Kun-wu, who left from the National Assembly building and came here straight away, passing by the people who split like the Red Sea and appearing at the front.

“Are you here?”

Paik Geon-wu, who looked young at 20, was greeted by a high-ranking Awakener who had returned from a battle.

“how much… Are you dead?”

The first thing Paik Geon-wu said after arriving here was a question to the high-ranking awakened people who fought on the front line.

“In the first large-scale conflict, about 200 people died, mainly in the lower ranks. After that, only the high ranks were sent in to conduct a search battle, and nine of the 5th ranks died.”

The order that Paik Kun-wu gave to them was to tie New World to Gimpo Airport until he returned.

Clashes and deaths in a battle that lasted over half a day were part of the process.

Anyway, if the heart is punctured, the throat is cut off, or excessive blood is spilled, both Awakened and ordinary people will die equally. Because you are human.

Even if they were careful, it was a good expectation that there would be no deaths on the battlefield where blood calls for blood.

“… You worked hard.”

“It was something I had to do. Among the Awoken here, there is no one who is not determined. Isn’t this the place you came to hope for?”

A gathering of the four giant districts of Seoul in just half a year.

Before the disaster, the population reached 1 million, and after that it reached an estimated 600,000. A lot of people died because of the disaster, but it will still be close to hundreds of thousands.

In the eyes of others, it may be a force that has expanded by killing and stealing at random, but Paik Kun-wu thoroughly kept the right.

He set up rules, acted rationally, and acted on his own beliefs, even if he was different from others and wrong, as Ha Yeon-woo advised.

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Like those who gathered under him, most of them had no choice but to have constructive goals rather than greed.

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Like the 5th-tier Awakener who is talking to him now, there were especially many who lost their families due to disasters, had experiences of being deprived of something by human greed, or were fed up with the betrayal and evil deeds of their own people.

“Come on, why are you dying like this when you didn’t die? ditch your face The young king must give the following orders.”

young king. future king. king’s heir.

It was a nickname given to Paik Kun-woo after the day Ha Yeon-woo went there.

Due to the incident at the time, rumors of Ha Yeon-woo’s armed force spread again, and it was the reason most ordinary citizens followed him without hesitation, and as now, it is a kind of tinnitus that is sometimes called half-jokingly by people around him.

“Is this the beginning of subjugating the cubs?”

The words of a colleague who tried to solve the tension and fear of the battlefield as a joke.

Even for a moment, a faint smile appeared on Paik Kun-wu’s lips.

He immediately changed his expression and looked at the battlefield.

“Not yet. First of all, my colleagues… I have to bring it.”

With those words, he immediately started walking.

A moment of silence passed over Paik Kun-wu’s back as he walked ahead as if it were natural.

“Oh… .”

“Join me… Good job. This young nobleman has a knack for moving people.”

The camaraderie of recovering the bodies of fallen comrades. A natural value that values sacrifice.

Unfortunately, these were the kinds of things that are not easily expected in today’s reality.

Regardless of whether it’s a fight between awakened people or a life-or-death battle with a monster, most of the time what’s left is a few pieces of flesh and parts of the body.

It has been that way for nearly 11 years.

The world population, which had far exceeded 6 billion, shrank to around 4 billion after the outbreak of Gate, and it shrank to the point where it was unknown how much time had passed since the disaster occurred nine months ago.

It has long been an extremely luxurious act limited to high-ranking officials or prestigious Awakeners to find a corpse, salt it, and hold a funeral.

It became natural to be treated as a personal matter of having to hire a fixer in a guild unit or with money.

“okay! Isn’t that kind of distribution necessary to be the king of the future?”

“Isn’t that the last wish we had while living with monsters? My comrades will avenge me when they search for me.”

A cheery voice spread like wildfire.

Values that I used to think were right. Or, even if the world is like this, it was a heart-thumping act for his leader to step forward and act on the beliefs he firmly believed in.

“… Give us your strength.”

A low voice flowed from Paik Kun-wu, who had already advanced a long way.

It was a small sound, but the buzzing scene became quiet as if a mouse died in an instant, and everyone’s eyes were focused.

jerebuck-

jerk- jerk-

Instead of answering, the sound of countless footsteps filled the scene.

* * *

“Oh, come!”

“Get ready!”

“Call all the guys who were waiting and look up and look up!”

The landscape that had already set in the sunset had turned dark, but the Awakeners’ eyesight beyond humans penetrated the human figures moving in it.

At some point, I felt something buzzing from the Shin Korea side, which had slipped out like the ebb tide. They were approaching slowly and uncannily.

When they approached Songjeong Station, where the fierce battle continued, all the New World troops waiting at the entrance of the airport, which was only a few hundred meters away, took out their weapons and ignited their fighting spirit.

However, contrary to their thoughts, the things they feared did not happen.

cooong-

“What, what is it?”

“Is it magic? where are you!”

The first thing I heard was a roar that could be mistaken for an attack.

However, the origin was not on the airport side. It was near Songjeong Station, where the new Korean forces stopped.

The Awakeners on the New World side, who were preparing for battle, were taken aback for a moment as it sounded as if they were fighting among themselves.

“that… It sounds like you’re digging through the rubble of a building?”

The cause of the roar was immediately identified.

Hundreds of meters in front of Gimpo Airport, the ruins of a building that was completely destroyed with only roots remaining due to the fierce battle between high-ranking Awakeners. Thousands and tens of thousands of awakened people were discovering, digging through, and cleaning up.

“I hope in this situation… Are you recovering the body?”

The 6th rank Awakener who watched the scene from the entrance of Gimpo Airport. Director Ko also muttered with a firm expression.

“Suddenly what… .”

“corpse? It’s an effective range, so why don’t you use magic once?”

“Jerk the. I was determined to die.”

Of course, the opposite sarcastic reaction was eating away most of the surroundings.

“Are you saying you’re going to pick up scraps that you don’t even know who owns them and hold a funeral?”

“Isn’t this the mood to retreat?”

“yes. It’s normal to get rid of it once you’ve collected the corpse.”

“… It’s not like that.”

For a high-ranking Awakener belonging to the New World, already steeped in the inertia of slaughter, collecting the body of a dead colleague was meaningless and meaningless.

However, Director Go is one of those people who are relatively untouched by inertia thanks to decades of living as a former mercenary, an awakened person, and a returnee.

“Get ready! They will come soon!”

“yes?”

“no way… Director Go is also true. Don’t you fall in because you don’t want to see the corpse being collected?”

“… you guys. Did you see the Taliban collect dead bodies during the war between the US and the Taliban?”

“Yeah… Didn’t you see?”

Awakened people around them who were wondering about Director Go, who suddenly brings up a story that has passed nearly 20 years.

Soon, they responded by clapping their hands, as if recalling the past that Director Ko used to talk about from time to time.

“Ah, the late Director, you were a mercenary, right? You fought in Afghanistan.”

Due to the outbreak of the gate incident, the Afghan war naturally led to the withdrawal of US forces around 15 years ago.

Before monsters appeared, it was the last war between humans. A common enemy, the monster, suddenly emerged, and it was finished in a blur.

Director Ko participated in the war as a member of a private military company.

He melted the memories and experiences of the returnee into the life of a mercenary and began to explain with strength, syllable by syllable.

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Like you ask yourself.

“In terms of percentage, the Americans died the least. Regardless of whether we were on our side or on the other side, only 2,000 died in a war in which more than 150,000 were left behind. Do you know why?”

“Ah, are the American soldiers and the terrorists at that time on the same level? Of course, hard training with full set armament. Doo doo… bread! It can’t be matched.”

The Awoken who answered without hesitation. Director Go looked at him as if he were an idiot, then continued with a sigh.