I Became the Final Boss in the Game

Chapter 127 : Chapter 127

Chapter 127. Revenge or Execution

1 minute ago.

Inside the safe house.

Because of the sounds of slaughter coming from outside, Cha Hak-jun and his secretary were in a state of semi-panic.

"M, Mayor……! What on earth is happen……!"

"Fuck, you should go find out. Stupid bastard……!"

However, neither of them could think of checking the situation outside the house.

They couldn't even look outside through the windows.

This was a thorough safe house.

Therefore, as soon as Cha Hak-jun entered the house, he activated the security system and blocked all windows with steel shutters.

CCTV was also useless.

Because they were almost all destroyed in the aftermath of the battle between Joseph and the agents.

A state where all information was cut off.

Now, only one thing was certain for Cha Hak-jun.

That he was in some dangerous situation right now.

And that he needed a means to break through that danger.

THUD.

Cha Hak-jun slumped onto a chair.

Gunshots and screams were still rampant outside, but his expression was sinking coldly more than ever.

And the secretary noticed that the atmosphere was changing unusually.

"…Mayor?"

"Did you know? My dream was to be a wizard."

"Yes……?"

"I do possess mana sensitivity. So going to Sanhae Magic Tower and becoming a wizard was my childhood goal. Of course, that's an old story. Since I chose power, not magic."

"Why… suddenly bring up that story……."

"It means there is still a remaining means."

SHING.

Cha Hak-jun pulled out a dagger from his bosom.

A double-edged dagger emitting a faint red glow.

Because of the unusual energy felt from that dagger, the secretary recognized immediately what it was.

"…Is it perhaps a magical tool?"

"Correct."

Cha Hak-jun stood up from his seat.

". An object I received when making an agreement with the Red King. It's a magical tool that can be activated even with minimal mana sensitivity like mine."

"Ohh……!"

A ray of hope hovered on the secretary's face.

Slowly, the gunshots and screams coming from outside subsided.

And the sound of cars flocking from afar was also heard.

Probably, the situation outside was almost sorted out, and only the invasion of enemies remained.

Cha Hak-jun said to the secretary.

"Come here."

"Yes!"

The secretary immediately approached Cha Hak-jun closely.

Until then, he thought sticking to Cha Hak-jun was the only way to live.

Of course, it was a way to live.

The problem was that it was Cha Hak-jun's way to live.

STAB.

The secretary felt a sharp sensation digging into his abdomen.

At first, he didn't feel anything.

But the moment he saw Cha Hak-jun's knife stuck in his belly, his brain began to recognize the situation, and pain began to pour in.

"Gah……!"

The secretary grabbed Cha Hak-jun's arm with both hands.

Nevertheless, his body slowly tilted forward.

"M, M, M, Mayor……!"

He looked up at Cha Hak-jun with trembling eyes.

But Cha Hak-jun only responded with an indifferent gaze.

Cha Hak-jun said.

"Secretary Kim, why do you think I brought a low-class person like you all the way to a place like this?"

"……?!"

"You are something like an auxiliary battery. A battery to lend me strength at the last moment."

"Th… This……."

SWISH-

The secretary's vitality (blood energy) was sucked into the inserted dagger.

The secretary's body slowly dried up like a mummy, and strength drained away in an instant.

Cha Hak-jun said.

"This magical tool can only be used properly after charging blood energy. That's why I brought you."

"This……."

"You did a good job all this while. So let's do well until the end and reap the beauty of completion, hmm?"

CRUNCH.

Cha Hak-jun twisted the dagger half a turn while it was embedded.

Like an opened faucet, pain spread throughout the secretary's body.

"Gurgle……!"

"If you feel wronged, meet good parents like me in your next life."

"I… will curse… you……."

Cha Hak-jun grinned and replied.

"I've heard that a lot."

WHOOSH!

The dagger sucked up even the blood energy remaining at the secretary's very bottom.

Cha Hak-jun pulled the dagger out of the secretary's body.

The dried-up corpse of the secretary rolled onto the floor.

Cha Hak-jun looked down at the pulled from the secretary's body.

A blade with distinctly stronger red light.

He recalled the words exchanged when receiving this knife from the Red King.

-If you have absorbed the opponent's blood energy, now you must make it your own.

-Making it my own means…….

-You have to stab the knife into your own heart.

"…Phew."

After letting out a deep sigh.

Cha Hak-jun held the dagger in reverse grip and brought it to his chest.

Faint tension rode up his spine.

Enemies are coming.

And to survive the enemies, he must stab his own heart.

The irony of having to choose a way of dying to live.

But magic has always resided in that zone of contradiction.

THUD.

1cm of the blade tip dug into the skin.

Just that caused sharp pain to burrow inside his body.

But not yet.

The blade tip hadn't even touched the surface of the heart yet.

So a little, just a little more…….

"Tsk……!"

At that moment, Cha Hak-jun clenched his teeth tight.

And fell face down onto the table just like that.

With the blade tip stuck in his chest.

Then-

STAB.

His weight pressed the blade tip forcefully, and the blade tip plunged into his body at once.

The blade tip of pierced through his heart.

"Kuaaaa……!"

Terrifying pain assaults his whole body.

Thus, finally, the blade imbibing the blood and blood energy pooled in the heart made contact.

SWISH……!

It spreads.

The blood energy contained in the blade spreads through his body in the form of 'power'.

And the blood energy soon begins to resonate with Cha Hak-jun's will.

-By the way, how can I use this blood energy?

-You will know naturally. Since the blood energy will resonate according to what you desire.

Right at this moment, what Cha Hak-jun desires most.

Surviving.

Not dying.

As if reading that will to survive, the blood energy began to move in a direction to protect Cha Hak-jun.

RUMBLE……!

A dark red film began to cover his body.

That was armor created by blood energy to protect its master.

The moment the armor deployment was completed like that.

The wall and the front door were cut away.

RUMBLE!

One wall of the house was sliced like tofu and collapsed.

The sword swung by Joseph had sliced the wall.

Now the barrier dividing the outside and inside had disappeared.

Cha Hak-jun slowly raised his head and looked beyond the collapsed wall.

The first thing that caught his eye was a man holding a long sword.

It was Joseph.

"This bastard……!"

The moment he saw Joseph, Cha Hak-jun's eyes rolled back.

At the same time, Cha Hak-jun felt instinctively.

That the most dangerous person among those in front of him was Joseph.

So he swung his hand toward him immediately without giving Joseph a chance to say anything.

WHOOSH!

"Uh?"

WHAM!

A lump of blood energy emitted from Cha Hak-jun's hand hit Joseph directly.

Impact burst.

Joseph was bounced off as is and flew all the way to the wall behind him, getting stuck.

BANG!

"Gah……!"

Joseph rolled on the ground.

Strength drained completely from his body.

Because his lungs were hit directly, he couldn't even breathe properly.

'Damn it……!'

A sloppy attack he would have deflected and more in normal times.

But now, it hadn't even been a few minutes since he fought 37 mana users.

Because of the fatigue accumulated in his body, he couldn't even respond properly to a trivial attack.

Like that, Joseph was incapacitated.

And from Cha Hak-jun's perspective, it was a godsend move.

Because he suppressed the strongest person right at the beginning.

A fishy smile crawled up onto Cha Hak-jun's lips.

"…Bug-like bastards."

"Fire!!"

Bodyguards standing around Pyo Seok-jung raised their gun muzzles all at once and pulled the triggers.

RAT-TAT-TAT-TAT!

Gunshots tearing the empty air and the sound of breaking air.

Dozens of bullets hit Cha Hak-jun's body simultaneously.

But hitting didn't guarantee damage.

TING TING TING!

Bullets all bounced off.

The armor of blood energy covering Cha Hak-jun's body had deflected the bullets.

Warheads rolling heavily on the floor.

No matter how many times they changed magazines and poured several times more bullets, the result didn't change.

Cha Hak-jun laughed as he took all those shots, warheads piled up on the floor, and the accumulation of despair accelerated.

How long did the shooting continue like that?

Cha Hak-jun suffered no damage.

The only mana user who could damage Cha Hak-jun had been slammed into the wall just now.

The bodyguards' magazines were all emptied.

The gun muzzles had no more bullets to spit out, and only sighs were left to come out of their mouths.

"…I, Impossible……!"

"Monster……!"

Everyone lowered their gun muzzles.

And unconsciously stepped back.

Watching those appearances, Cha Hak-jun felt a chilling elation.

Perhaps it was pleasure.

By the way…….

"…What are you?"

There was one person stuck like a thorn in the middle of this perfect moment.

Amidst everyone trembling and stepping back, the only person keeping his place nonchalantly.

"…Pyo Seok-jung."

Only Pyo Seok-jung did not back down.

Therefore, standing in the front row more than any bodyguards, without trembling, he was facing Cha Hak-jun alone.

Cha Hak-jun spoke to him mockingly.

"Your acting skills are excellent. Standing like that, you look quite bold."

"There is nothing as meaningless as the distinction between acting and sincerity. Especially in politics. You should know well too."

"I also know well that sincerity without power is just as meaningless."

"……."

"Tell me. What cards do you have left now?"

He could have killed Pyo Seok-jung with a single hand gesture.

But he didn't.

Because of the desire to crush that indifferent and confident expression into despair.

"What? Why aren't you saying anything? My word, seeing a noble who was hiding in a back room come in openly, I thought you had something."

"Is that the end of what you have to say?"

"What?"

CLICK.

Pyo Seok-jung took out a pistol and aimed it at Cha Hak-jun.

It wasn't a threat.

Holding the grip with both hands, a standard shooting stance.

Pyo Seok-jung really intended to shoot.

The moment he saw that, Cha Hak-jun felt his breath catch.

Because it was absurd.

"…Did you have your eyes closed until now?"

"……."

Cha Hak-jun was the one who was fine even after hundreds of rifle rounds were poured on him.

But Pyo Seok-jung took out a pistol against such a human.

Just a single pistol.

"Well, struggling is your freedom."

SWISH-

Heavy blood energy began to wind and gather on Cha Hak-jun's palm.

"…Disappointing for a final judgment."

Cha Hak-jun gripped the lump of blood energy tightly.

And the moment he was about to fire that lump toward Pyo Seok-jung.

BANG.

Pyo Seok-jung pulled the trigger.

A gunshot rang out.

And Cha Hak-jun's armor shattered into pieces.

CRASH!!

"……?!"

The armor of blood energy that didn't budge even after being hit by hundreds of bullets.

That which covered Cha Hak-jun's body without gaps shattered into pieces and scattered in all directions.

By just a single pistol bullet.

"W… What……?!"

At the same time, a stinging and thrilling pain assaulted his whole body.

A feeling like amplifying the sensation of a leg cramp dozens of times and spreading it throughout the body.

Cha Hak-jun collapsed onto the floor without being able to move a single fingertip.

"Th… What is this……!"

"It's a magic bullet (Matan)."

"What?!"

"A bullet Mr. Leman gave me."

"Leman… White……?!"

"He left it with me to use when a moment like this comes. As if… he had anticipated all that this moment would come."

Pyo Seok-jung approached the fallen Cha Hak-jun.

"And he left these words too. Make sure to handle the cleanup properly."

"W, Wait……!"

BANG!

Another gunshot rang out.