Became a Mechromancer - Chapter 46

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Chapter 46.
Back of the Head Tingling (2)
Ugh….
I’ve never found being stared at this uncomfortable before.
Creeeeak—.
The sound of wooden joints grinding against each other.
Faces carved with grotesque smiles all fixed their gaze on me simultaneously.
As I shifted one foot to the side.
Creak. Creeeeak.
Every automaton’s head turned in unison to track me.
As if drawn by a magnet.
…Do they have motion-tracking sensors installed?
Just as my spine began to chill, Hawkeye raised his bow.
Isto also stepped forward in front of me, his LED eyes glowing a menacing red.
Meanwhile, the automatons continued to emerge from behind buildings and collapsed pillars, steadily closing the distance.
My eyes narrowed as I examined the shattered automaton on the ground.
No core, no mana stone.
‘Then how are they moving?’
I activated component detection.
Zzzzzt—.
My vision trembled slightly as the internal structure became visible. Wooden skeleton, interlocking gears in dense patterns… and flow.
‘The energy flow is… connected to the floor?’
I lowered my head.
The entire Cavern Floor breathed, radiating mana outward in all directions.
This is….
“Is it similar to Tesla’s wireless power transmission principle?”
-What’s that?
I pointed at the floor.
“Those things move by receiving the mana rising from the floor.”
Oh!
-Then I’ll destroy the floor!
As Isto gathered power in his fist, I waved my hand to stop him.
“No, no.”
-Huh?
“Don’t waste your strength needlessly. Besides… the root cause is probably over there.”
Following my gaze, the two of them looked up at the mana flowing from the Stairwell Wall.
“So here’s what I’m thinking—Hawkeye, can you try shooting that with your bow?”
-…I hadn’t considered that approach.
Hawkeye adjusted his scope, drawing back his bowstring. Light coalesced and swirled around it.
Shweeee—.
The arrow curved through the air and flew toward the Stairwell Wall, which was expelling mana.
-Direct hit.
I thought there would be an explosion.
Uuuung….
The light arrow was absorbed by the expelled mana and vanished.
In that instant.
Screeeech! Screeeeech—!
The movements of the automatons changed drastically. Multiple units began charging toward Hawkeye.
“…!”
Hawkeye immediately nocked a steel arrow and fired it upward.
Thud! Crack!
The charging automatons slammed into Hawkeye with their bodies, pushing him back. The arrow he fired while retreating grazed the wall.
Then.
-I’ll handle this!
Isto seized one of the charging automatons.
Thud! Crack!
Its body crumpled in his grip. Isto hurled the remains toward the Stairwell Wall.
Whoooosh—.
Doo-ho’s eyes gleamed as the debris flew like a projectile.
‘That’s not bad, actually.’
Boom—!
But the debris struck the wall far below the Stairwell Wall. Isto had raw power, but no precision.
Bang! Thud!
Isto continued grabbing and throwing, but the results were the same.
Eventually, Isto stepped forward himself.
Crack! Thud!
The automatons shattered into pieces under his punches, scattering through the air.
-Just smash them all to bits!
Hmm….
‘The automatons’ durability… is it really that poor?’
Thunk, thunk….
Then an arm from one of the automatons Isto had destroyed rolled over and stopped at Doo-ho’s feet.
My eyes widened as I picked up the arm.
Why is this so heavy?
Clang!!
I grabbed it with both hands and tried to smash the wooden arm against my knee with all my strength.
Ow, I almost blew out my knee.
“So their durability isn’t weak after all.”
But at this rate….
‘If a regular hunter charged in without thinking, they’d be slaughtered by the Automatons.’
Having repaired the Android designed to suppress hunters, Doo-ho could make the comparison.
Yet these two were sweeping through such Automatons with casual indifference.
Those guys….
‘They’re absurdly powerful.’
But.
The problem wasn’t individual units—it was that they never stopped coming.
Then Hawkeye, who had just obliterated five Automatons with steel arrows, shouted.
Macromanser, sir!
-Please enter the Garage!
.
.
.
Inside the Garage.
I looked down at the monitor through the magnifying glass Isto had installed. Three buttons appeared at the bottom of the screen.
『Isto | Hawkeye | AUTO』
This….
‘A viewpoint selector?’
When I pressed Hawkeye, the screen shifted to center on Hawkeye.
“So that’s how it works.”
When I pressed AUTO, sound erupted from the speaker.
Crack! Thud!
The screen filled with the scene of Isto hurling Automatons and smashing them to pieces.
Screeeech—!
Immediately after, Hawkeye unleashed a barrage of luminous arrows. The arrows pierced through heads, again and again. More than ten units collapsed in an instant.
The screen shifted with the momentum of each strike. It seemed they’d sweep through without issue, but….
Thud, thud.
Automatons poured in endlessly.
What are these things?
Where do they keep coming from?
Doo-ho furrowed his brow as he studied the screen intently, then noticed Automatons continuously rushing in from one side. He called out to Hawkeye mentally.
‘Hawkeye.’
-Yes, sir.
‘Automatons keep coming from the left side of where you’re standing. Switch to stealth mode and… trace them back to the source.’
-Why is that?
‘We need to find the cause if we’re going to reduce their numbers.’
-A wise judgment, sir.
Whirrrr! Crack!
Then Isto raised both arms and, spinning like a top, indiscriminately pulverized the Automatons around him.
-I shall draw their attention.
-Not bad for an iron-class hunter.
-What are you saying, sword?! I am Super Intelligence!
‘Super Intelligence?’
-A brain that is sexily super intelligent.
‘….’
Tsk.
Hawkeye on the screen clicked his tongue.
-Your brain is childish.
Isto, scratched by Hawkeye, leaped into the midst of the automata swarm.
-You lanky sword, mocking a child?!
Crack! Boom!
The automata’s wooden trunk shattered, scattering across the floor.
“….”
Doo-ho, feeling oddly embarrassed, switched the viewpoint to Hawkeye.
The screen became first-person as Hawkeye ran along the wall. Below, the automata swarmed toward Isto.
Moments later, Hawkeye came to a halt.
Within a shimmering veil of light, automata were pouring out.
Mechromancer.
-I will venture inside.
‘…Will it be alright?’
-There should be no major issues.
‘Alright, be careful.’
Hawkeye stepped into the veil of light.
Doo-ho swallowed dryly, staring intently at the screen that had turned pure white.
* * *
At that moment, the entrance to the Yeouido Abyss.
The dim dawn air was cold, but the heat of the scene was intense.
The moment Go Gyeong-taek stepped out of the car, his brow furrowed.
‘He spread word everywhere.’
The parking lot was packed with vehicles from Korea’s premier guilds. Go Gyeong-taek swallowed his irritation and walked toward the entrance.
Then, a familiar silhouette with a greatsword strapped to his back caught his eye.
‘…Why is that loser here?’
None other than the guild master of Han San Guild, Han San-ho.
Go Gyeong-taek flashed a welcoming smile.
“What brings you here, San-ho?”
“Is there somewhere I shouldn’t be?”
Despite the blunt tone, Go Gyeong-taek maintained his smile.
“Of course not.”
Even as he said it, he clicked his tongue inwardly.
An artificial awakener acting so cocky.
That too.
‘Only possible thanks to my maternal grandfather.’
Artificial Awakening.
A procedure to gain awakening abilities by spending vast sums of money.
The success rate is less than 1%, but if you succeed, your life transforms completely.
Han San-ho was exactly that case.
‘A spoiled brat who grew up consuming every luxury and elixir since childhood.’
Though Go Gyeong-taek cursed inwardly, he maintained his smile on the surface as he asked.
“Ghost… Did you come to observe?”
“Observe? I came to scout for the guild.”
Go Gyeong-taek suppressed a snort and instead spoke to Han San-ho with feigned concern.
“Unless it’s a guild tackling at least the 60th Floor or higher….”
“We’re currently tackling the 62nd Floor.”
“What…?”
“My, my. Even the great Go Gyeong-taek has information gaps.”
Go Gyeong-taek’s expression hardened.
‘How is that possible.’
Han San-ho shrugged nonchalantly.
“We have quite a few talented people in our guild.”
Ah.
Go Gyeong-taek laughed.
“A high-level player carried you through, then?”
“That’s right. Haha.”
It was the moment Han San-ho laughed loudly.
“From all over, huh?”
(They’ve gathered from everywhere?)
Go Gyeong-taek’s head snapped around.
There were quite a few foreigners outside the entrance gate.
At a glance, they had an ominous air about them. Chinese, Japanese, and English mingled in the murmuring around them.
It appeared that scouting teams from all over the world had converged here.
There was such a thing as propriety.
‘They’re doing this so openly?’
Yet in a way, it was inevitable.
With only a few layers eliminated, the mere possibility of destroying the Abyss had drawn people here. Everyone wore the expression of someone wanting to take Ghost back to their own country.
Then Han San-ho’s expression darkened.
“These… lunatics.”
As he stepped forward, the air grew heavy and oppressive. A Caucasian man near the entrance gate flinched reflexively.
Go Gyeong-taek was momentarily startled as well.
‘This counterfeit… can exert this much pressure?’
Upper B-rank or higher?
…No way.
You’ve been hiding your strength all this time?
If that’s not it…
‘Did my grandfather do something else for me?’
Just as Go Gyeong-taek’s mind filled with negative thoughts, Han San-ho spoke in fluent English.
“Isn’t this a bit too blatant? This is right in front of the South Korea Abyss, after all.”
“What are you talking about?”
When the other party shrugged, Han San-ho fixed a piercing glare on one of them.
“You there, take off your hat.”
The moment the man pressed his hat down deeper, Han San-ho rushed forward and snatched it away.
“What are you doing!”
“…Yeah, Martin Noah.”
The surroundings stirred. Han San-ho, his expression flabbergasted, raised his voice so everyone could hear.
“I understand throwing money around. But bringing a psychic-type ability user like Martin Noah… that’s crossing the line!”
The American team’s expressions hardened in unison.
‘Psychic-type?’
Go Gyeong-taek was startled and put on his smart glasses, powering them up. He quickly scanned the faces of the people around him.
Crackle—
The hologram distorted in the Abyss’s mana. The loading barely cleared, and text appeared.
『Warning: Access is blocked under U.S. government security regulations.』
Pop—
The smart glasses shut down from mana interference. Go Gyeong-taek removed the equipment and crushed it in his grip.
‘The U.S. government is directly involved?’
If money wouldn’t work, they’d bring a psychic-type ability user instead.
Then Han San-ho stepped forward and shouted.
“If the Cheoncheon Clan took Ghost, then they took him. But not you!”
Just before the situation escalated into a diplomatic incident, Go Gyeong-taek interjected with a friendly expression.
“It seems you’re from the U.S. government. We received reports as well, but we have no confirmation that this person is ‘Ghost.’ Please leave now.”
As he deliberately emphasized “U.S. government,” scout teams from around the world outside the entrance began murmuring.
Korean hunters were gathering one by one.
The JSOC Team Leader gave a brief command, and the American hunters moved toward the entrance.
“We’re going in. Get out of the way.”
In that instant, both foreign and Korean hunters froze simultaneously. It was common knowledge that foreigners couldn’t enter the Yeouido Abyss.
Just as Go Gyeong-taek was also taken aback.
It was Han San-ho who stepped forward urgently.
You all…
“Could you be an Irregular?”
The JSOC Team Leader tilted his head curiously.
“I’d prefer it if you called me a dual national.”
The air at the scene turned cold.
“The rumors were real…?”
“What rumors?”
“That America demands foreign citizenship in exchange for lending items.”
“…What are you talking about! We climbed to the 80th Floor with our own strength!”
One thing was certain, though.
They had acquired South Korean citizenship through some secret agreement with the government.
Someone shouted.
“Block them! Those bastards have already cleared the 1st and 2nd Floors!”
Han San-ho positioned himself in front of the JSOC Team Leader.
“Leave for your country while I’m being nice about it.”
But the JSOC Team Leader smiled coldly and stepped forward.
“Pathetic fool.”
Boom—!
The moment their mana collided, the surrounding air compressed violently.
Han San-ho braced his trembling legs and held his ground.
Ugh.
‘He’s overwhelmingly stronger….’
Still, I maintained an air of composure.
At that moment, the South Korean Hunters huddled together and blocked the entrance.
“Link arms! Don’t give ground!”
“Hold the entrance!”
They pushed with their shoulders and braced with their bodies. Though they wanted nothing more than to draw their blades and fight, the moment bloodshed erupted, it would escalate into a diplomatic crisis. So they all gritted their teeth and resisted to the bitter end.
As the powerful American Hunters pushed forward, cries of pain and wounded soldiers erupted from all directions.
Damn it!
“Die, all of you!”
Just as someone was about to unleash their ability in fury.
One American Hunter in the distance lowered his body. He slipped through the chaotic melee and shot straight toward the entrance.
“Stop him!”
Several rushed forward, but it was too late. The American Hunter laughed.
Hahaha~.
“Can you pathetic things really stop me?”
The moment he dove into the Abyss entrance.
Crash—!
“Ugh!”
With a sound like his skull was shattering, he slammed his head against an invisible wall and collapsed to the ground.
And….
[Abyss Layer 2 is locked]
A System Message unlike anything the South Korean Hunters had ever seen appeared before them.
Became a Necromancer
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