Exorcism Specialist Company: Ghost Soul Trading - Chapter 96

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Chapter 96

Rrrrring— click.
The moment Yerim stepped into the guest room, the loud ringing ceased abruptly.
Then a bizarre speakerphone sound began to emanate from the device.

Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr—

It sounded like both a human groan and mechanical noise simultaneously.
Yerim approached the telephone, shining her tactical flashlight upon it.

Grrrrrrr—

As the grotesque sound continued, blood oozed from the telephone, dripping steadily onto the desk below.
That was the moment.

Kyaaaaaaagh—

A muscular Male Ghost burst forth from the shadows in the corner of the room, arms outstretched.
Its form was that of a typical ghost—ashen skin and eyes completely blackened.
It was certainly neither Kim Baek-hun nor Yang Hak-soo.
Yerim immediately pivoted her gun toward it, but the ghost closed the distance faster, seizing her head and slamming her forward.
Crack—
Her head struck the wall-mounted television directly.
The LCD screen shattered and fractured.
Yet Yerim remained unflustered, striking the ghost’s abdomen with the shotgun’s stock.
Oof—
Then she swiveled the barrel and pulled the trigger, aiming at the ghost’s head.
Bang!
The ghost tilted its head back, evading the bullet in an instant.
Simultaneously, Tae-woo rushed in and slashed the ghost’s back with his ghost-slaying blade.

Shwaaaagh—

A horizontal gash appeared across its back, black smoke billowing forth.
Yet it showed no sign of dissipating, slowly turning its head toward Tae-woo.

Screeeeeech—

As the ghost groaned at the sight of me, blood gushed from its mouth in thick rivulets.
It turned its body toward me and advanced.
I held my sword horizontally and thrust it forward without hesitation.
Whoooosh—
The blade pierced straight through the ghost’s solar plexus.
Black smoke erupted from the wound, but as expected, the creature did not dissipate.
It too was a Grade 4 Long Sword Ghost.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
From behind, Ye-rim fired her shotgun at the ghost’s back.
Multiple rounds embedded themselves into the creature’s spine, and black smoke poured out in greater abundance.
Yet still, the ghost remained.

Kyaaaaaaaa—

The ghost shrieked at me while blood streamed from its nose and mouth.
“Listen here, ghost. You don’t touch our people.”
At that moment, Cha Jun-ho burst through the entrance with Ji-seok and shouted.
At his words, the ghost’s head snapped toward the doorway.
Simultaneously, Cha Jun-ho raised his pistol and aimed it at the ghost’s head.
Without hesitation, he pulled the trigger.

Blaaaaam—

The gunshot sounded like a cannon blast.
The handgun he held was a Desert Eagle—chambered for magnum-caliber rounds.
Even with modifications for exorcism that reduced its lethality compared to standard ammunition, the destructive power was beyond imagination.
Boom—
The ghost’s head exploded right before my eyes.
The moment I saw it, I dropped low and swept the blade embedded in my chest sideways with all my strength.
Screeeech—
The ghost’s flank tore open, consumed in black smoke.
Fzzzzzzzzz—
In an instant, that ghost too vanished completely.
“A Sword Ghost from the start, no less. Yoon Manager, are you alright?”
Cha Jun-ho approached, lowering his gun.
Yerim nodded while wiping blood trickling from her hair.
“The spirits in this place are certainly vicious. We need to be careful.”
He checked her wound once, then muttered to himself.
Then he turned to me and added:
“You know how lesser spirits gather around powerful ones, right? Their nature varies depending on the dominant spirit’s disposition. Remember that.”
I immediately grasped what he meant.
The most problematic presence in this motel was the spirit of serial killer Kim Baek-hun.
He was a fiend who murdered over twenty people, and his spirit retained all that malevolence.
The spirits drawn here by his dark aura had ‘inherited’ that same wickedness and aggression.
For instance, at Mureungsan where we dealt with Jang Min-hee’s spirit from JY Electronics, there were spirits from the Unclaimed Persons Cemetery with deep resentments, but since Jang Min-hee herself wasn’t particularly ‘malevolent,’ we didn’t encounter the grotesque or aggressive manifestations we’re seeing now.
Their purpose was to block our approach, not to display the aggression of a Sword Ghost lunging out from the start and striking at heads.
Their aggression did increase as the exorcism progressed, but that was different.
This meant that the disposition of the ‘leader’ ghost in the exorcism field determined the nature of all subordinate spirits beneath it.
“Form ranks. We move out.”
Cha Jun-ho gestured and led the way out of the room.
The group followed his command and moved back into the corridor.

* * *

Happy Motel 3rd Floor.
As I pushed open the emergency stairwell door, a corridor identical to the second floor came into view.
The red lights were still on, and every guest room door stood wide open.
The only difference was the bloodstains that remained smeared along one side of the corridor.
Cha Jun-ho moved forward with his lips pressed firmly shut, while Ji-seok, Tae-woo, and Ye-rim maintained formation behind him.
As they advanced, they quickly scanned the interiors of the open guest rooms as they passed.
It was around the time we passed the bloodstains.
Screech—Slam!
Suddenly, all the open guest room doors slammed shut at once.
Cha Jun-ho, who had been moving forward, stopped abruptly with his fist raised high.
The group behind him halted as well, their senses alert to their surroundings.

Beep—

Tae-woo’s Ghost Radar began picking up the locations of the spirits.
Blue dots started appearing and intensifying throughout all the guest rooms surrounding them.

“Director—Director—Please save me. Director—Director—”

Then, a man’s voice echoed through the corridor.
Tae-woo didn’t recognize whose voice it was.
But Ye-rim and Ji-seok immediately recognized the owner of that voice.
“Lee Pil-ho.”
Ji-seok muttered under his breath.
It was the voice of Lee Pil-ho, the manager who had died here.
That was when it happened.
An unidentifiable face appeared around the corner at the end of the corridor.
With its body pressed against the wall, only its head peeked around the corner, tilted at an angle.
But the size of that face was grotesquely large, and its two eyes were disturbingly enormous.
Cha Jun-ho immediately shouldered his rifle and aimed at that head.
That was when—
Lee Pil-ho’s voice came from behind.

“Director—Please save me—”

At those words, Cha Jun-ho furrowed his brow and turned around.
Ji-seok, Tae-woo, and Ye-rim slowly turned as well.
There, in the direction of the emergency staircase they had just exited, stood a man in a suit bent at a ninety-degree angle at the waist.
“Lee Pil-ho.”
Ye-rim muttered under her breath.
At the same time, her gun barrel lowered slightly.

Save meeeeeeeee—!!

In that instant, the Lee Pil-ho Ghost shrieked and charged toward the group.
Ye-rim immediately raised her gun again and fired at him.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The bullets flew and struck the ghost’s body, but it was useless.
Meanwhile, the distance between Lee Pil-ho’s ghost and Ye-rim closed at alarming speed.
In an instant—
Tae-woo slipped past Ye-rim’s side and surged forward.
His speed was equally tremendous.
Whoosh—
Tae-woo approached the Lee Pil-ho Ghost and extended his Guchaldo blade to the side.

Ding— Ding ding ding—

Beethoven’s melody continued to drift through the Corridor speakers.
Lee Pil-ho’s ghost suddenly extended his hand toward me.
A wave of frigid air swept forward as the specter’s fingers lunged at my face.
Whoosh—
I kicked off the Corridor wall and executed a tumbling roll, evading the assault.
Landing behind Lee Pil-ho’s ghost, I drew my blade with a metallic ring.
Then I brought the sword down toward his shoulder.
Thud—
The blade stopped just before it could cleave diagonally through his shoulder.
Only a paper’s thickness of space remained between the edge and his flesh.
I had halted my own attack.
I had only been with the company for a few months as a new hire, and I had no personal connection whatsoever with Lee Pil-ho, a manager from another team.
Yet watching Ji-seok and Ye-rim’s reactions, it seemed they knew him well.
Particularly the way Ye-rim—my colleague—had lowered her gun for a moment suggested they shared some personal history.
Even if he was a ghost, I hesitated to cut him down so coldly in front of them both.
“Cut him down!”
That was when Cha Jun-ho barked the command.
The moment I heard those words, I severed the specter without hesitation.
Shhhhhhhhh—
From shoulder to opposite flank, the blade carved through in one fluid motion, and Lee Pil-ho’s ghost dissolved into black smoke and vanished.
Ye-rim squeezed her eyes shut and turned her head away.
“Kim Chief. You cannot afford compassion. Understood?”
Cha Jun-ho’s rebuke cut through the air.
“Yes, sir. I understand.”
I nodded in acknowledgment.
Then it happened.
Boom—!
Every door suddenly burst wide open.
Ghosts began crawling out from every doorway.

Creak, creak, creak—

The ghosts twisted their joints grotesquely, creaking as they emerged into the corridor.
They all bore a striking resemblance to the ghost I had encountered on the second floor.
“Keep the formation tight and advance. That head ahead is our target.”
Cha Jun-ho pointed toward the corner at the end of the corridor where the ghosts were crawling out.
There, a massive head still protruded into view.
“Let’s go.”
The moment he finished speaking, gunfire erupted.
Crack—crack—crack—
Bang—bang—bang—
Cha Jun-ho and Ye-rim opened fire from the front and rear of the formation.
The ghosts were struck by bullets but didn’t vanish in a single shot.
Even Cha Jun-ho’s weapon failed to inflict significant damage.
Thud—
A ghost’s head snapped backward from the impact, black smoke trickling slowly as it glared at Cha Jun-ho.
But Cha Jun-ho showed no alarm and immediately pulled the trigger again.
Crack—thud—
Only after the second bullet lodged in its head did it explode in black smoke and vanish.
At that moment, a ghost lunged at Cha Jun-ho’s side.
He seized its neck with one hand and slammed it against the wall.
Then he drew his pistol, pressed it to its jaw, and pulled the trigger.
Crack—sizzzzzzz—
Half its head obliterated, the ghost dissolved into black smoke.
Ye-rim dispatched the ghosts with similar efficiency.
She needed to fire two or three more shots than Cha Jun-ho to eliminate each ghost, yet she wielded her firearms with remarkable skill as she engaged them.
Boom—bang—!
As ghosts closed in, she struck with the rifle stock before finishing them with point-blank pistol or shotgun fire.
In the midst of this, Ji-seok’s talisman flew swiftly and pierced a ghost’s head.
Sizzzzzzz—
The ghost melted into black smoke and pooled on the floor.
When another ghost suddenly descended through the ceiling toward Ji-seok’s head, he swung the fan in his other hand with tremendous force.
Whoooosh—
A scorching wind sent the ghost flying down the corridor.
Tae-u, witnessing this spectacle, drew his pistol.
With a ghost-slaying sword in one hand and a pistol in the other, I charged down the corridor.

Guihon Trading Company: Exorcism Specialists — Chapter 96

Author
Cha U Lens
Publisher
Daon Creative
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Yoon Tae-ri
Cover
Lee Chi

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