I’m the Only One With Two Towers - Chapter 204
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Only I Have Two Towers Episode 204
Kill or Be Killed
The exploration ship’s control room.
Agent Vigaar looked down at the ship’s restaurant.
“It started earlier than expected.”
“Yes. We were lucky. If peace had been maintained, we would have had to step in ourselves.”
“Was it that woman who pulled the trigger?”
Vigaar’s eyes shifted.
The slaughterer racing across the battlefield shrouded in dark blue mist.
A sneer formed at the corner of his mouth.
“An American researcher, my ass. What a ridiculous cover.”
Of course, it wasn’t that he hadn’t been fooled.
He knew she wasn’t a researcher, but he never could have imagined.
That such a fragile-looking woman would be the infamous Balikits.
“Her name?”
“It’s not known.”
“Let’s ask when her strength runs out. Why Russia is so particularly serious about this. Whether they’ve noticed something other countries don’t know.”
“Understood. But Vigaar, sir. Is it okay to leave it like this? It seems like the exploration ship will accumulate quite a bit of damage.”
“Don’t interfere. It’s perfect as it is.”
The exploration ship’s purpose was to get them as far away from Ilulissat as possible.
Moreover, if they fought among themselves and suffered power losses, it would be nothing short of excellent.
“We got lucky.”
Thanks to the murder-crazed Balikits, things became easier.
“Prepare the suppression team. As soon as the battle ends, we’ll subdue them under the pretext of quelling the disturbance.”
Balikits was ultimately just an individual.
Her opponents were dozens of mercenaries who, though unofficial, were renowned.
Even if she won, her body wouldn’t be in perfect condition.
“Turn the ship. Move left along Greenland. We need to get away from the Ilulissat icebergs.”
“Understood.”
Anyway, those people were clueless.
There was no way for them to notice whether the direction changed or they moved away from Ilulissat.
Even if they did notice, it would be impossible to break through the maze-like sea and reach Ilulissat.
Splash!
Vigaar and the agents turned around.
A man approaching, soaking wet.
Vigaar’s eyes narrowed.
How was he still alive?
This was a sea at minus 2 degrees Celsius, full of icebergs.
It had been over twenty minutes since he jumped in.
Not only should he have hypothermia, but his heart should have already stopped.
“Hello.”
A greeting delivered with complete peace.
Was he blind and deaf?
Right below, a bloody spectacle was unfolding.
Thanks to that, the entire ship was filled with friction sounds, explosions, and screams.
And yet such a greeting?
Beyond the sense of disconnect, his hair stood on end.
The man took something out of his pocket and examined it.
“You came all the way to Greenland well enough. But you turned the wrong way.”
Vigaar’s eyes widened.
It hadn’t even been five minutes since they changed direction.
How on earth did he notice?
With no response from Vigaar, Jinhyeok shrugged his shoulders.
Actually, he hadn’t expected it anyway.
That they would take him all the way to the end.
Still, he was satisfied.
They had brought him to the vicinity of Greenland, to an area full of icebergs he could step on.
“So this is the control room.”
He took a step forward that had been stopped.
While swimming over, he had thought of a clever plan.
So he wanted to gather some supplies.
What wasn’t in Momo’s warehouse would be here.
Crack.
Vigaar, clenching his fist, stared at the approaching Jinhyeok.
The opponent was just one person.
Their side had nearly fifty people including himself.
Even so, sweat began to form.
The Russian Special Forces that brought death and misfortune, Balikits.
The unit’s members and numbers were unknown.
The only thing circulating by word of mouth was that one of the members used dark blue mist and scissors.
In other words, that man who boarded with her was also likely to be Balikits.
“Don’t do anything. I’ll just take what I need and leave.”
Perhaps it would be wise to follow those words.
The exploration ship’s purpose had already been virtually achieved.
There was no need to die meaninglessly.
Just as he was about to signal the agents to stand by.
“I have one curious thing. What are you planning to do? You’re not planning to take it out and then hypnotize or tame it, are you? To use it as Iceland’s weapon or something?”
He thought it surely couldn’t be.
No matter how stupid someone was, such an absurd… What?
Jinhyeok made an “uh” expression.
Vigaar’s eyes bulged as if they would pop out.
It seemed to be right on target.
“Stop it. Even killing it while it’s frozen wouldn’t be enough…”
“Subdue him!!”
Whether he was Balikits or whatever, it didn’t matter.
Since he knew that much, they couldn’t let him go like this.
The agents kicked off the ground.
Jinhyeok quietly watched them.
Then Jinhyeok opened his mouth.
“By any chance, how many beats do you move in? My martial arts master told me.”
He lowered his stance.
“The stronger someone is, the more they move in one beat.”
He gauged the number and distance of the approaching agents.
Since he was still a martial arts novice, one beat was too much.
After estimating how many beats he would need.
[Dokkaebi Killing Fist]
He thrust out his fist.
Crackcrackcrackcrack!!!
“Ah…”
Vigaar stepped back with a single exclamation.
It wasn’t that they were terrified or trying to flee.
It was just an instinctive movement.
In a moment that could only be called an instant from an ordinary person’s perspective.
In that moment, dozens of agents were struck down.
Personnel flying away and crashing just like that.
Even though he was watching directly, it was hard to believe.
It was clearly a brief exchange, so how could such destructive power emerge?
“Huuuuu.”
Jinhyeok, who had exhaled, extended his palm.
“I didn’t kill anyone. You don’t seem to have any intention of killing me either. But next time will be different. I’m in a hurry.”
No one else charged forward.
Vigaar didn’t give the order to attack either.
Even a fool could understand.
This wasn’t an opponent they could handle with just this many people.
“Good.”
He relaxed his stance and entered the control room.
‘Ooh.’
His eyes sparkled fiercely.
As expected, it was here.
Jinhyeok, who had opened the emergency supply box, looked back.
The control room agents flinched and swallowed dry saliva.
“Can I just take one of these?”
?????????
Countless question marks were drawn.
He’s asking for permission now?
“Y-yes.”
Since he seemed like he would keep waiting for permission, one agent barely managed to answer.
“Thank you.”
He spread his arms wide and embraced the oxygen tank and hose placed in the supply box.
Then he efficiently stored them in his inventory.
The agents’ pupils shook violently.
Didn’t he say he would only take one?
Jinhyeok, who was looking at the empty supply box, scratched his head.
Then he casually made a comment.
“Please drive safely. Since the emergency supplies are gone, you can’t have an accident.”
“Y-yes… Yes.”
After giving a thumbs up, he left the control room.
Jinhyeok climbed onto the railing and looked at Vigaar.
“If you’re for your country, contact them even now. Tell them never to bring it out. That thing has already awakened. If it’s still quiet, it’s waiting. For the right timing to escape.”
Hoping he would listen, he turned his gaze to the ship’s restaurant.
He thought everyone would be fighting in a tangled mess, but it wasn’t so.
Only Roche was being ganged up on.
Gulp!
Watching the battle, he remembered what she had said before cutting our precious Momo’s hair.
Not to worry. That she had some expertise in cutting.
‘So that’s what she meant.’
She definitely has expertise.
No, she’s ridiculously excellent.
The numerous body parts rolling on the restaurant floor were proof of that.
Vigaar, who was nearby, opened his mouth.
“Are you… Balikits?”
“No.”
“Then why are you trying to interfere? You must have already noticed. That there’s nothing more to gain by staying on this ship.”
“I don’t know how long it will last, but for now.”
Jinhyeok smiled and shifted his center below the railing.
“We’re allies.”
Jinhyeok fell just like that and disappeared from Vigaar’s sight.
Vigaar bit his lip.
Balikits appearing was fine up to that point.
It was within the expected range to some extent.
But that man was different.
That was a variable far outside the specifications.
And as a result, the board had slipped from his hands.
From now on, it depended on that man’s hands.
Where and how this situation would flow.
Swoosh!
Blood spurted from the bridge of her nose.
She felt hot sensations on her wrists, calves, and shoulders too.
Even so, she didn’t care.
Lives placed on sharp blades.
It was a fight of kill or be killed.
Accumulating wounds was unavoidable.
Clang! Clatter clatter!!
Scissors swinging without rest and attacks trying to squeeze through the gaps.
No leisure to think about anything was given.
The moment she detected information transmitted through her five senses, she had to move.
Otherwise, she would be too late.
She turned her head at something shot from behind.
A spear tip passing dangerously close in front of her eyes.
The corners of Roche’s mouth rose long.
If her reaction had been even slightly delayed, her head would have been pierced.
Thrills and pleasure spread throughout her body.
Her mind, wrapped in pleasure, rejected complex thoughts.
And made her think of only one thing.
[Let’s kill]
She moved her body even faster.
Because that way she could kill one more.
What if she got killed instead while only thinking about killing?
Well, then it couldn’t be helped.
There was no need to be afraid.
It was just a matter of timing – an ending that would eventually have to be accepted anyway.
Swoooosh!!
Her sliding body reached the railing.
Fighting frantically, she had been pushed this far.
She raised her head.
And stared.
At the dozens of foes charging at her. At the dozens of eyes glaring at her.
They were the same.
What they desired was only one thing.
The death of the foe standing before their eyes.
Someone might say.
That it’s a lonely fight of one against many.
‘But it’s not.’
I don’t feel depressed or sorrowful at all.
I’ve become too accustomed to this situation for that.
I’ve been alone since I first started remembering.
The given circumstances were always the same.
Kill or be killed.
There was no one to help or come to rescue me.
It’s only natural.
Who in this world would dare extend their hand?
To a demon who brings death and misfortune.
Smirk.
I burst forth dark blue mist.
With bleeding hands, I gripped the scissors.
I have no intention of retreating or running away.
I don’t know whose death will come at the end of this battle, but let’s kill first.
I kicked off the ground and shot forward.
At that moment.
Someone’s back appeared.
Beyond drawing question marks, confusion set in.
Why is he showing his back?
The killer and the killed.
Only two types exist in battle, and they should always face each other.
“This bastard is from earlier…!?”
Jinhyeok lifted his head and stared at the approaching foes.
They were asking.
What he was standing here for.
So I answered them in my heart.
Grin!
I came to save a demon.
Claaaaaaang!!!
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