Ranker Who Shatters Myths - Chapter 216

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The Broken Ranker

 

Devours Myths

 

Chapter 216

 

Temple of Bel (3)

 

“So those bastards have finally entered the dungeon?”

 

Anwei slowly lowered the telescope he had been using to observe the Palmyra Ruins visible beyond the desert.

 

The subordinate giving the report bowed his head with a cruel smile.

 

Shawing.

 

It was the kind of smile befitting the leader of what was called the rising demon of the Middle East Front.

 

“Yes. We confirmed the gate opening through drone cameras just a moment ago.”

 

“The gate would be the Desert City gate, right?”

 

“Since that’s the only gate currently operational, it must be,”

 

Splat!

 

The head of the subordinate who had been reporting with a smile burst like a watermelon.

 

“I clearly told you to only report information that’s been definitively confirmed when making reports, yet you’re still spouting speculation like this? Hey, you!”

 

Anwei withdrew his hand with a cold tone and turned his gaze toward the subordinate beside him.

 

“Yes!!”

 

The guy straightened his spine and raised his chin high.

 

“Report again.”

 

“The gate’s color was yellow. It was definitely the Desert City gate.”

 

“Right. That’s how you should report.”

 

“Th-thank you.”

 

“If you can do this well, what were you doing when your senior was spouting nonsense like that instead of stopping him?”

 

“Th-that is…! I-I’ll correct it, so please spare my life,”

 

Grin!

 

“I don’t want to?”

 

Rip!

 

That guy also collapsed with his head torn to shreds, spilling blood.

 

The sandy ground was quickly soaked with blood.

 

“Really… I’ve told you countless times not to kill subordinates so easily, haven’t I? It’s difficult to replenish our forces.”

 

Just then, there were footsteps stepping between the two corpses with a sigh. Neatly polished expensive dress shoes.

 

Anwei licked the blood on his hands and snorted.

 

“Isn’t this a broken world where dozens of Mains pour out every day anyway? We can just use them appropriately and bring more from somewhere else.”

 

“That’s all about budget… Sigh. What more can I say to you people who only think about devouring money all day long.”

 

The man was dressed in a suit that didn’t match this scorching sun and sandstorm.

 

But Anwei seemed accustomed to it and didn’t pay any attention.

 

“Did you come to deliver Chairman’s words?”

 

The man was Chairman Peng’s right hand, Feng Jinghao’s subordinate.

 

“Yes. He had a message to convey to Onma and Anwei.”

 

“What is it?”

 

“‘Son Wukong has finally fallen into the trap.'”

 

“…!?”

 

Anwei’s eyes widened for a moment as his gaze turned elsewhere.

 

To where Sata Wang was.

 

At that moment,

 

Roooooooar-!!!

 

Crash crash crash!

 

Rumble-

 

“…!!!”

 

Sata Wang, who had been drifting in a trance-like state, suddenly let out a roar and began going into a frenzy.

 

Simultaneously, a raging storm of energy swept through.

 

Despite being quite far away, the ground where Anwei stood shook and the sky seemed to spin.

 

[Warning! A fragment of Logos that fell to the Lower Realm has awakened from its long slumber.]

 

[Warning! The fragment of Logos begins to go into a frenzy.]

 

[Warning! To the Safe Zone…]

 

Anwei looked at the warning messages filling all directions and smiled coldly.

 

A contradictory smile filled with both fear and ecstasy.

 

“Ha! Hahahaha! Finally! Finally Sata Wang! An awakened divine body falls into our hands! Is the essence of immortality really running out…!”

 

“‘So no matter what happens, you must definitely retrieve the ‘leash’ from the research institute.’ That is all.”

 

The man spoke to him as he was lost in laughter for a while.

 

Anwei’s laughter stopped abruptly.

 

Since the Sima Society surfaced, Chairman Peng’s personality had changed greatly from what they knew.

 

If he was always kind and warm before, now he was domineering and oppressive.

 

And sometimes cruel.

 

Truly a Maein.

 

Recently, many people feared him.

 

Even Anwei.

 

Even Onma, who was his right hand…

 

“…Any other words?”

 

“There weren’t any.”

 

Anwei swept back his hair that had been disheveled by the energy storm with his hand.

 

“The Chairman has unusually many worries.”

 

“He’s examining even the smallest details carefully.”

 

“Report the situation here exactly as it is. Just like Son Wukong, Jet has also fallen into the trap.”

 

His eyes gleamed indifferently.

 

The eyes of a predator eyeing its prey.

 

“Shawing is already waiting in the Desert City Dungeon. The moment Jet sets foot in the desert, Shawing will grab his ankle… After that, we’ll enter and blow off his head.”

 

A typical anvil and hammer operation.

 

“After that, retaking the research institute will become much easier too. The will of those resisting in the city will be broken just as decisively.”

 

Anwei smiled with a bloody grin.

 

“If Jet’s resistance is more serious than expected, Onma will also be deployed immediately. He’s not far from here. Isn’t this sufficient?”

 

“Looking at the operation alone, it’s certain.”

 

“Of course,”

 

“But that’s only if things go smoothly according to plan, isn’t it?”

 

When the man smiled sluggishly, Anwei frowned.

 

“What are you trying to say?”

 

“It seems like things aren’t going as intended.”

 

Just as Anwei was about to shout asking what nonsense he was talking about,

 

“B-big trouble! Captain!! Right now from the dungeon…!”

 

Another subordinate came running with urgent footsteps.

 

“What’s wrong!”

 

“From the radio channel connected to Shawing, emergency signals have been coming since a moment ago…!”

 

“…!?”

 

Anwei grimaced and urgently snatched the radio item the subordinate had brought,

 

Hissssss!

 

『This is Shawing! …Younggi respond…! Repeat… This is Shawing! Shayoung…!』

 

『Jet… ambush… …opinion… this place… attack…! At this time… annihilation…!』

 

『Ground… ba! Repeat…! …won ba…!』

 

“…!!!”

 

Countless support request messages pouring from various channels.

 

Whatever had happened in the dungeon, it meant that Lee Hyeon had accurately identified Shawing’s ambush and they were now in danger of annihilation.

 

“The anvil is on the verge of complete dissolution. At this rate, the research institute will fall into Jet’s hands… will that be alright?”

 

The Mains of the Sima Society all knew that Lee Hyeon’s objective was the research institute where Sata Wang had been.

 

At this rate, the entire dungeon would fall into Lee Hyeon’s grasp.

 

When that happened, conversely, Shayoung’s unit might be the one in danger.

 

“As I mentioned, if we fail to retrieve the ‘leash,’ I cannot bear the Chairman’s wrath that will follow?”

 

“Damn it!!”

 

Anwei frowned and shouted to the bike unit.

 

“Support request! Everyone move to the dungeon!! Inform Lord Onma of the current situation! Hurry!”

 

“Order confirmed!”

 

“Order confirmed!!”

 

At that moment, about a hundred bikes all simultaneously let out rough roaring sounds,

 

and began racing along the desert ridges.

 

Like a pack of starving wolves.

 

* * *

 

Whooooosh-

 

Lee Hyeon truly ran so fast that it was difficult for his companions to keep up.

 

Single-point breakthrough.

 

Behind where he ran like a beam of light, tremendous thunder followed like a sonic boom,

 

Rummmmmble!

 

Where his fangs swept, lightning inevitably struck and explosions spread in all directions.

 

Flash! Flash!!

 

Boom boom bang!!

 

Rummmmmble…!!

 

Nothing remained where his fangs had exploded.

 

The problem was that he found the positions of the ambush units in hiding far too accurately.

 

It made them wonder if there might be a traitor among them.

 

However,

 

identifying their positions was all too easy for Lee Hyeon.

 

Boom boom bang!!

 

“…!!”

 

Fear settled in the eyes of the Maein watching the spectacularly exploding war chariot.

 

It wasn’t something that should crumble so helplessly like a sandcastle to a mere human…

 

The light being wrapped in blue-white lightning pressed his axe blade under the chin and growled.

 

“Where are the positions of the units coordinating with you?”

 

“I cannot tell,”

 

Puhwak!

 

Lee Hyeon ruthlessly blew off the Maein’s head and pressed his axe blade under the next Maein’s chin.

 

The guy’s complexion turned pale. The lightning was growling as if it would devour him immediately.

 

“The positions?”

 

“I, I’ll tell you! So please spare my life…!”

 

Lee Hyeon knew the psychology of Mains better than anyone.

 

Trash without any loyalty.

 

Since these guys valued their own interests and lives above all, if he killed a few, the rest would naturally spill everything.

 

‘This is exactly where Chairman Peng made his biggest mistake. Reducing the Sima Society to a mere Maein group.’

 

When they were hiding under the shadow of the Central Hero Committee, they at least had pride in living in the light,

 

but the moment they escaped and were degraded to a mere criminal organization, the members’ calculations completely changed.

 

‘Not needing to be careful ultimately means having nothing to fear. If you charge straight ahead recklessly, you only realize later that you’re actually standing on a blade’s edge.’

 

“I, I’ve told you everything, so now you’ll spare my li, life…!”

 

“I never said I’d spare you.”

 

“I told you everything! I did as you asked, and you still call yourself a hero,”

 

Swoosh!

 

“What hero? I hate being called that when killing you bastards.”

 

Lee Hyeon from four years ago was exactly like that.

 

Reckless, fearing nothing.

 

Then he belatedly realized he was standing at the edge of a cliff,

 

but by the time he knew this fact, he had already fallen.

 

‘Of course, now it’s different.’

 

Now that he had gotten another chance thanks to Son Wukong, he was walking more carefully than anyone, tapping even stone bridges.

 

How was he tapping them?

 

Well, he had companions, didn’t he.

 

Hissssss.

 

『Slow down a bit, senior! At this rate, we’ll collapse first!』

 

Kim Min-jeong’s tired voice.

 

Snort.

 

Lee Hyeon chuckled lightly and brought his mouth to the brooch.

 

“This is Jet. I can already see the city. Repeat. This is Jet. I can already see the city. So run a little harder. Over.”

 

『Aah! How much longer is this guy,』

 

Lee Hyeon cut off the radio mid-transmission and looked back.

 

As he had said,

 

there was a medieval oasis city that looked similar to the Palmyra Ruins but boasted a much larger scale.

 

The tall reddish-brown city walls were the first thing that caught his eye.

 

By eliminating ambushes one by one while advancing, he had reached the center without having to wander through the dungeon.

 

Killing the Mains had yielded a lot of various information.

 

The city’s location,

 

the city’s condition,

 

the situation of surviving units, and so on.

 

However,

 

“Well, that should be enough cleanup of this area…”

 

Lee Hyeon had no intention of entering the city immediately.

 

“Now it’s time to welcome new guests?”

 

There was the most important information he had obtained while killing the Mains.

 

‘So that bastard Anwei has chased right up behind us?’

 

The anvil and hammer tactics that were supposed to use the dungeon as a trap.

 

But the anvil had already been completely dismantled.

 

By now the hammer would have realized the situation here and would be hurrying to enter the dungeon.

 

So,

 

Lee Hyeon planned to hunt them in reverse.

 

Just as they had done.

 

Now he would use this dungeon as a trap.

 

‘Besides, they say they need to secure the research institute in the desert city, so they must be even more anxious.’

 

Lee Hyeon twisted one corner of his mouth.

 

“If I blow that psychopath’s head off, Onma will have no choice but to be dragged in by the hair too, right? Killing two birds with one stone.”

 

Lee Hyeon had actually seen Anwei on the battlefield in the past.

 

That bastard who had the unique alias and codename of Sand Hunter.

 

Despite being at the bottom among Feng Jinghao’s attendants, he was memorable for his extremely cruel personality.

 

And when Lee Hyeon, who was even younger than him, received Feng Jinghao’s attention, he would send very jealous glances.

 

He was a perfect match for that bastard Onma.

 

So if that bastard and Shawing were buried in this dungeon’s sand, even the heavy-bottomed Onma would have no choice but to stir.

 

And then after that,

 

‘Feng Jinghao. It’s your turn.’

 

“Onma, I’ll decorate this place as a grand banquet hall for you, so hurry up and come.”

 

Whoosh!

 

Having organized his thoughts, Lee Hyeon became a flash of lightning again and ran toward the gate.

 

He could leave the remnants of Shawing’s forces and the takeover of the city to his companions.

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