Episode 128: The Angel Who Blocks Terror (1)
Park Jin-ho, the strongest superman.
The swordsman who subdued the runaway warrior families, destroyed the ‘heterogeneous nations’ that abandoned the ruined world and colonized weak human-based nations, and overthrew the runaway superhuman dictatorships’.
A teacher who taught Rusa, the strongest swordsman, and the strongest mage, Klein, what true defeat was, even recognized by people in another world.
And the owner of the billing guild.
The fact that Park Jin-ho lost was something that not only Park Jin-ho himself, but also the referee could not easily believe.
“I can.”
The referee’s voice trembled. Upon hearing this, Klein shook his head and said:
“The referee still lacks the ability to read mana, so he won’t be able to feel that time has been reversed… … .”
That wasn’t true.
Of course, the referee’s ability to read mana was weaker than that of Klein. However, the referee was able to read more power than mana.
＜The silver coin detects a karma backflow.>
‘Detect Karma reflux? Is this your first message? Could it be that time is reversed and these words pop up?’
Anyway, while the referee was in trouble, Jinho Park slowly opened his mouth.
“By the way, when the protocol was activated, it means that the referee-kun and you, including Professor Bon, also lost consciousness.”
“That’s right. Then maybe… … .”
Professor Klein looked at the referee with a sad expression.
“If you see that even the caster, Referee-kun, is like that, Ein Thorpe seems to be a self-destructive machine. I don’t know what kind of suicide bomber it is.”
“… Right. I don’t know how and to what extent this suicide bomber will affect you.”
Park Jin-ho wiped his face.
It was an expression of sadness and regret.
“Besides, as a professor, you cannot allow students to use self-destructive weapons. This technique is forbidden.”
“It has to be.”
The two professors looked at the smiling boy who was standing there with an expression of regret and that they did not know anything.
“The referee, it’s a pity.”
“okay. I can’t help it.”
“… yes.”
In the end, what kind of technology, what effects, and what kind of abilities did Ein Sop have to defeat Park Jin-ho, one of the strongest people in the world… … .
The referee knew nothing.
Only the lost time remembers.
‘Ain Thorpe. I don’t want to use the action effect.’
Besides, the referee is a cowardly angel, and I listened to the professors. Are you a suicide bomber? It was the referee who had no intention of committing suicide.
‘Still, I really wanted to be strong to protect my children.’
Of course, I don’t know what will happen in the future.
* * *
Still, nothing was gained. Even if Ein Sof’s active effect was banned, Ein Sof’s passive effect remained the same.
The referee decided to take that as a comfort.
‘This passive ability, the potential is great.’
Just like the last time he healed his own body with little angel power, this passive ability could be used in a variety of ways.
For example, in this way.
“Cowards, take hostages?”
The outskirts of old Seoul in chaos. There was a strong smoke coming out of this street, where slums and colorful buildings were mixed.
It was terrorism. Conflict between humans and humans, conflicts between humans and other races, and conflicts between people who are angry at the incredible gap between the rich and the poor.
“You took a hostage?”
The referee, who was flying in the sky, quickly asked again.
“Yeah, because the North is being subdued, I’m running downstairs to the orphanage and threatening people.”
The referee looked at the situation on the floor from a distance.
Crying children, determined women and men threaten them, and an aunt who looks like a nursery school teacher surrounds them.
The referee bit his lip.
‘… After all, there is no way it can move the same as in the future.’
Currently, the referee is taking the final exam. And the traditional final exam evaluation method of the midterm final exam was to go out into society and bring heroic results.
Just like the last time the referee destroyed the new truth.
‘This final exam, I tried to suppress the Western Revolutionary Society, an organization that carries out a major terrorist attack that kills thousands of people. I definitely thought it would be an easy job.’
It is like an angel to prevent the unjust deaths of thousands of people. In addition, it is an angelic thing to attribute the achievements to the warriors, so the referee farmed the angelic power sweetly.
However, it was a bit disappointing that there was no angelic power to enter the Western Revolutionary Society. Anyway, I thought it was going to be this easy.
‘I wonder if they abandoned their base and retreated to the other side.’
However, this time the referee had interfered with was not moving according to the original time frame.
seeing children cry.
The terrorists of the Western Revolutionary Congress were planting bombs on children with a determined expression on their faces.
“Can you subdue it before the button is pressed?”
“… I think that would be difficult.”
Yumari, who was cleaning up the remnants of the Western Revolutionary Congress from the north, clenched her fists filled with lightning, murmured.
“Of those targets that have now retreated to the orphanage, at least two are capable of catching up with our reactions.”
“Besides, they’re completely crazy, so if you make a mistake, you’ll press the button right away.”
Hong-wol, whose hair was slightly tan, said he was dissatisfied with the self-destruction of the Western Revolutionary Council.
Hong Wol pressed down on her loose hair and looked at the orphanage where the Western Revolutionary Society had fled.
“I think we will have to maintain a confrontation, otherwise the little ones will be in danger. Do you see it in the movies? A government negotiator negotiating with terrorists.”
When the referee heard that, he shook his head.
“… The Superhuman Administration doesn’t negotiate with terrorists. That’s why there are so many deaths every time.”
“I can’t complain about that. Then I just beat him with a baton.”
It was unavoidable in an era when human life was cheap. It was an era in which karma was flowing darkly, and there was nothing I could do about it.
“You can’t do this… … .”
I thought everything would be fine.
I get a lot of innocent people, I get a lot of angel power, and I get good grades in my final exam… I thought it would be such a lucky day.
Special forces from the Superhuman Administration begin to surround the orphanage. The remnants of the Western Revolutionary Party began to prepare for suicide.
‘As soon as the special forces rush in, they will self-destruct. If that nursery school explodes, how many children will there be? … .’
The Special Forces, unaware of the referee’s feelings, hung a wire on the roof to jump right in. instantaneous. desperate name.
Without thinking about it, the referee focused the light of the angel Kwon, who was illuminating the world, in his right hand.
The light that illuminates the world, the light that illuminates only the inorganic, the light that illuminates only the inorganic, the light that illuminates only the circuit.
With light that burns only the circuit.
“The light of angel Kwon illuminating the circuit.”
At that moment, all the electronic devices in the vicinity of the building where the orphanage was located stopped working. It didn’t just go away, it was completely destroyed.
It was similar to the so-called EMP phenomenon.
Of course, like the EMP, a nuclear bomb exploded and the echoes did not burn electronic devices, but the effect was superior to that of the EMP.
And the terrorists’ self-destruct devices were circuits and wireless. Of course, it was inevitably affected by EMP.
While the terrorists are knocking on the detonator that has been thwarted, an angel breaks through the window and appears splendidly.
And the angel murmured.
“The archangel’s martial art to trample on villains.”
The referee, who rushed faster than the speed of sound without a sonic boom as a feat of fairy fighting, took out the terrorists with no frills.
It took 10 seconds to clean up the terrorists who occupied the nursery. Of those, 9 seconds was spent on a woman called the head of the Western Revolutionary Society.
‘You’re strong… … .’
The referee, who had barely defeated the head of the Western Revolutionary Society, looked at the crying children and shouted.
“Is anyone injured?”
“Ugh… … .”
“Ugh… … .”
Many people were injured. All of them are fans given by the referee.
“Damn superhuman warlords. Central Elementary Academy cadets.”
The head of the Western Revolutionary Association, who still had the energy to speak, looked at the referee and poured a curse.
“Does a child like you know? The sublime of democracy? How free was the country that was called Korea?”
“… Korea was destroyed before I was even born.”
The referee mumbled bitterly.
At this point in time when there are superhumans who literally destroy the country alone, did you think that a dreamlike story like democracy would be possible?
As we learned at school in our previous lives, it is natural that communism, which was only good for ideals, would collapse, and it was also natural that democracy, which was good with only ideals, would also collapse.
The referee, who had never voted in his life, could not understand why the terrorists would risk their lives on these things.
“You were born as a superman, so you probably don’t know what ordinary people lead.”
“… I know.”
The referee slowly approached the head of the Western Revolutionary Council.
‘If that’s the case, I’m like a villain. You are just terrorists.’
The referee bit his lip.
“I know how hard it can be, and I know it was bad that you guys took children hostage.”
“haha. Children who will grow up to become slaves to the rich and the superhumans, it’s not bad to die now.”
“… … !”
The head of the Western Revolutionary Association collapsed at the puck-referee’s blasphemy. The referee grabbed his sore arm and muttered in dissatisfaction.
“… Even though you are a very strong superman.”
＜Rescuing children is an angelic thing!>
＜You have acquired angelic power.>
And the angelic power came. There was no angelic power for defeating the head of the Western Revolutionary Council. I can’t.
You’ve subdued such a villain, but you’re not treated like an angel.
‘This is strange.’
As soon as the referee finished suppressing them, the Superhuman Bureau’s special forces started to come in just then.
The Special Forces looked at the referee who caused trouble the other day, and said, as if passing by with frustration.
“Hey, this little boy has completely messed things up.”
“Sir, that’s a secret.”
“know.”
What the hell is a secret?
The referee’s heart fluctuated.
One message that makes the mind of such a disturbed referee even more disturbed.
＜It’s an angelic thing to temporarily stop the evil that will slaughter thousands!>
＜You have acquired angelic power.>
The referee rubbed his eyes. And I checked the message again to see if I had read it wrong.
‘Have you stopped for a while? Has the Western Revolutionary Society, which aimed at terrorism, been completely destroyed?’
The referee hurriedly asked his warriors.
“Mary. The headquarters of the Western Revolutionary Society have been completely destroyed?”
“Yes, the Superhuman Bureau agents are conducting an arrest right now.”
“Wol?”
“They caught every single one of those who escaped.”
And the cow who says it first without asking.
“What, are you doubting my shielding skills?”
Obviously, the Western Revolutionary Society was completely annihilated by the actions of the warriors. But the terror isn’t over yet?
The referee gave a blessing to the nursery school teacher who bowed his head, saying thank you very much, and left the place without having any idea what the hell was going on.
There were still unstoppable terrorist attacks.