Exorcism Specialist Company: Ghost Soul Trading - Chapter 46

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Chapter 46

Crack—
I took a stance to charge forward.
But the Gas Mask Ghosts remained motionless, their gaze fixed upon me.
That was when it happened.

Fsssshhhhh—
Screeeeeeeech—

Green smoke began billowing relentlessly from the spot where the Gas Mask Ghost stood.
I couldn’t identify what the smoke was, but judging by its color, there was a high probability it was poisonous gas.
“Ugh!”
I covered my nose and mouth with one hand, my brow furrowing in displeasure.
No matter that this was a place where soldiers’ corpses were buried and a reserve military training ground, it made no sense whatsoever that such toxic gas would exist in a location that had been abandoned for decades.
That meant there was a high probability this gas was also an illusion.
“Stay focused. Stay focused.”
I muttered like a mantra, glaring at the Gas Mask Ghosts.
And I tried to gauge which one to strike first.
Then I felt a slight stinging in my eyes.
Followed by what felt like tears flowing, a burning sensation running down my cheeks.
When I wiped beneath my eyes with my hand, I saw blood smeared on my palm.
Moreover, I could see crimson blisters rising on my hand, the back of my hand, and my wrist where I’d wiped the blood.
These were phenomena that could appear when poisoned by toxic gas.
“What, what is this? It’s not an illusion?!”
Colorless, odorless poisonous gas.
Could it be real and not an illusion?
My eyes widened in shock.
The Gas Mask Ghosts standing around me remained still, as if observing how I would react.
To assess the situation, I gently touched one of the blisters on the back of my hand.
Intense pain shot through my entire body, making my hair stand on end.
‘Is this an illusion?’
Normally, when verifying whether something is a dream, people pinch their cheek, and if they feel pain, they judge it to be a dream.
But with pain this severe, I found it impossible to believe this was an illusion.
That meant I was beginning to accept that the poisonous gas unfolding before my eyes was real.
Screeeeeech—
Even as this unfolded, the green gas continued to rise relentlessly.
I gritted my teeth and clenched my fists.
Splurt—
Several pustules burst, releasing pus, and another sharp wave of pain seared through me.
“Whether this toxic gas is real or not, I won’t die like this.”
I lowered my hands from my nose and mouth, gripping the blade with both hands.
Simultaneously, my nasal membranes flared with irritation, and a searing pain shot through me.
Because of that sensation, the tears of blood that had already been streaming down my face now poured forth with even greater intensity.
I raised the blade and examined my reflection in its polished surface.
The endless stream of bloody tears flowing from my eyes looked absolutely grotesque.
“Let’s go together, you bastards.”
I gritted my teeth and charged forward.
Sharp, needle-like pain radiated from my knees and ankle joints.
But I endured it and lunged toward the Gas Mask Ghost at the very front.
Whoooooosh—
The moment I swung the blade, the Gas Mask Ghost’s head severed and fell away.
I continued, slashing through each of the Gas Mask Ghosts surrounding me one by one.
Thud— Splurt—
Whoooooosh—
Each time a Gas Mask Ghost was cut down, it dissolved into black smoke and vanished.
As I grew accustomed to the pain coursing through my entire body, my movements became even faster.
Thud— Thud— Thud—
With each Gas Mask Ghost’s dissolution, the sound of bursting balloons echoed repeatedly around me.
Soon, the surrounding air became a chaotic mixture of green and black smoke.
Whoooooosh—
I thrust the blade once more into the Gas Mask Ghost before me, cleaving its body in half.
Screeeech—
The Gas Mask Ghost quickly dissolved into black smoke and disappeared.
I held my stance from the final strike and slowly surveyed my surroundings.
Black smoke dispersed softly, drifting upward into the sky.
The green smoke had also completely vanished without a trace.
“Phew—”
I examined the back of my hand.
The red pustules that had risen were completely gone.
Naturally, I felt no pain whatsoever.
“So it was an illusion after all.”
I raised the blade and checked my reflection in its surface once more.
My face was clean, as if I had never shed tears of blood.
“Wow….”
Fortunately, I seemed to have handled the ghost at this Training Ground well—but on the other hand, dread welled up within me.
What if I had abandoned the fight because of the pain caused by that toxic gas?
If I hadn’t escaped, I would have surely lost consciousness right there.
The pain was extraordinarily intense.
That agony—as if a massive blade were piercing through every joint and wound—defied description.
“So the strategy for this place was just to inhale the toxic gas and endure it.”
I absently manipulated my arms as I moved forward.
Though the blisters that had covered me were merely hallucinations, the sensation lingered like an afterimage.

* * *

Moon So-ryeong, who had been on a phone call, turned around as the rear door she’d closed opened.
Yerim, her eyes swollen, was gathering her equipment and stepping out again.
“Oh, what’s this? Yoon Manager. You’re alright now?”
“Yes. I’m fine. I apologize.”
Yerim wiped her tears away with the back of her hand as she answered.
“When you’re caught in a hallucination, these things happen. Besides, I know about your younger brother too, so I can’t say I don’t understand. But if this happens during an operation, it becomes rather problematic. There’s even a new recruit.”
“I’m sorry. My brother suddenly appeared, and I ended up crying.”
“That ghost was a particularly nasty one with its hallucinations.”
“But where is Kim Chief…?”
Yerim looked around and asked.
She seemed to have no memory of how she’d come to be here.
“Where else would she be? She’s at the Training Ground.”
Moon So-ryeong pointed toward the mountain with her chin.
“Alone?”
“Alone.”
“No. I—”
“—What can we do about it? You’re still out of it, and Kim Chief insisted on going alone.”
“I-I need to go quickly.”
Yerim hurried to move.
Then Moon So-ryeong grabbed her arm.
“How do you expect to do anything in that state?”
“No, but—”
“—There’s bottled water in the back seat corner. Drink that, collect yourself, and stay put. Now that you’re lucid, I’ll head back to Kim Chief.”
Moon So-ryeong tapped the car roof and picked up the bow she’d left on the hood.
Yerim watched her in embarrassed silence.
Noticing that gaze, Moon So-ryeong turned back to Yerim and spoke.
“Those creatures create hallucinations from the weakest parts of a living person’s heart to break them down. That means you haven’t let go of your brother yet. We performed the entire memorial rite to send him on, but you yourself haven’t released him. Which means—this kind of incident will happen again and again with the shallow tricks of vengeful spirits.”
“…I apologize.”
“There’s nothing to apologize for. Letting go of your only blood relative isn’t easy for anyone. But if it causes problems during operations and puts your fellow employees in danger, there will come a time when we can no longer work together.”
“…”
“I’ll overlook it this time. Pull yourself together.”
Moon So-ryeong added this and ran back toward the Training Ground.
Left alone, Yerim exhaled a short sigh and lowered her head.

* * *

Thud, thud, thud—
Following the Training Ground, I cut down every spirit that appeared one by one.
Continuing forward like that, I had nearly completed the circuit of the Training Ground shown on the map and reached the edge of the Parade Ground.
The All-Weather Lecture Hall that had appeared before I started circling the Training Ground came into view.
The All-Weather Lecture Hall was a concrete structure positioned at the right corner of the Parade Ground, situated approximately 2 meters above the Parade Ground.
The seating area where soldiers sat to listen to lectures was arranged in tiers, and a concrete podium had been constructed at the instructor’s lectern, creating an atmosphere somewhat reminiscent of a performance venue.
I climbed onto the podium and shone my light toward the Parade Ground.
The Parade Ground and review stand overgrown with weeds.
And several dozen meters away, I could see the building housing the Control Room.
I had finally completed a full circuit of the Training Ground.
“Is it finally done?”
I muttered under my breath.
Then, as if in defiance of those words, an enormous number of blue dots began forming all across the Parade Ground.
The blue dots then rapidly converged toward the center of the Parade Ground.
I furrowed my brow and shone my flashlight toward the center of the Parade Ground.
There was nothing distinctly visible to the naked eye.
“Silent Spirit Ghost!”
But the fact that the blue dots indicating spectral energy were clustering like this meant the spirits were concentrating together.
I could tell that the Grade 5 Silent Spirit Ghost was about to appear again.
Gripping my blade, I watched the Parade Ground from the lecture hall.
I wanted to see what situation would unfold.
Whoooooosh—
A cold wind swept through violently.
Simultaneously, the blue dots continued to form, and the newly created dots converged toward the center.
“How long will they keep gathering?”
I swallowed hard.
If I assumed that the massive arms and eyes I had seen when facing that giant limb were all dead souls—then the number now gathering at the center of the Parade Ground appeared to be double that.

Whoooosh—

A cold wind exploded outward, sweeping across the surroundings in a single violent gust, and every blue dot vanished except for one intensely deep blue point.
In the center of the Parade Ground, only a single, vast blue dot remained visible.
Tae-woo tilted his head curiously, his eyes fixed on the Parade Ground.
That was when it happened.
A man stood motionless in the center of the Parade Ground.
He too wore military-style clothing, his shoulders drooping heavily.
Recognizing him as a ghost, Tae-woo immediately descended from beneath the All-Weather Lecture Hall.
Thud— thud, thud—
As I pushed through the waist-high weeds toward him, the ghost turned its head in my direction.
A deathly pale face devoid of all color, eyes without pupils.
Short hair.
Black lips.
At first glance, it resembled the gray-skinned or white-skinned ghosts I had encountered thus far—no significantly different in appearance.
But there was a difference.
Most ghosts I had seen until now bore some distinctly “grotesque” marks: blood streaming from their eyes, unidentifiable liquids dripping from their mouths, or prominent veins bulging across their skin.
This ghost before me, by contrast, bore none of those characteristics—it appeared remarkably pristine.
No prominent veins could be found across its pale skin, and nothing dripped from its mouth, nose, or eyes.
In a way, it resembled a frozen human.
I gripped my blade in silence.
And I drew my foot back as if I would cleave through it at any moment.

Whoosh—

In that instant.
The ghost had already closed the distance, appearing directly before me.
Though I had never averted my gaze, it was as though I had lost consciousness and regained it—the ghost was suddenly right in front of me.
“What?!”
Before I could even react, the ghost struck me first.
Crack—
It was an extraordinarily light blow.
Yet I felt a sharp, searing pain as I flew sideways.
“Ugh!”
I tumbled through the weeds before springing back to my feet.
I assumed a stance to swing my blade, but the ghost had vanished from sight.
That was when.
I detected the direction in which the weeds were rustling.
The moment I pivoted my blade toward that direction—I caught sight of the ghost charging forward on all fours, its spine bent backward in an impossible arch.

Screeeeeeeeeech—

With each movement of its joints, the sound of bones breaking echoed through the air.
Tae-woo swung his blade sharply toward the ghost.

Guihon Trading Company: Exorcism Specialists Chapter 46

Author
Chau Renz
Publisher
Daon Creative
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Yoon Tae-ri
Cover Design
Lee Chi

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