Tearing the Gate Apart - Chapter 103

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Episode 103.
Ha Gyeong was chasing Rokan, who was tracking Cha Min-woo.
At first, he’d nearly lost him several times.
The bastard was small and absurdly fast.
But he managed to catch up in the end.
The moment Ha Gyeong pinpointed Rokan’s location, Oliver’s eyes went wide.
“No way, bro. I can barely see anything here. How’d you figure it out?”
“I can’t sense small fries like Rokan either.”
“So how are you finding him so easily?”
“I just followed Cha Min-woo.”
“Huh?”
Rokan was bound to track Cha Min-woo anyway.
No need to overthink it.
Just follow Cha Min-woo and that’s it.
Oliver looked at Ha Gyeong as if utterly baffled.
“I thought you’d picked up some incredible new skill or something.”
“It’s just that your thinking was too complicated, wasn’t it?”
“Hey now! I had an IQ of 140 back in high school.”
Oliver’s racking up another win.
“What in the—”
“Americans don’t need to know. Now focus. Something’s coming.”
Just then, something caught in Ha Gyeong’s Soul Stigma.
A flow of Abyss Energy, as if veiled behind a curtain.
Its texture slightly different from Rokan’s.
It radiated a dangerous aura.
Ha Gyeong concentrated his senses on Cha Min-woo’s House.
Soon the faint presence grew clearer and clearer.
Oliver kept his voice to a bare whisper.
“Rather than stay here, let’s move closer.”
“Wouldn’t it be better to wait a bit more? I’ve already called for support from the Association.”
“Those slugs take forever to get moving. What if the bastard finishes up and bolts while we’re waiting?”
“Then it’ll be hard to pin him down for sure.”
The aura was harder to detect than Rokan’s to begin with.
This was an opportunity that wouldn’t come again easily.
Going forward, that aristocrat would be more cautious.
Ha Gyeong set his jaw and nodded firmly.
“Let’s go.”
“Right on, bro. That’s the decisiveness I’m talking about.”
“Now shut up and move.”
“Wow, I want to say something, but I can’t deny—”
Since he kept jabbering.
Ha Gyeong clamped his hand over Oliver’s mouth.
A look of resentment flashed across Oliver’s eyes.
He seemed thoroughly displeased.
But Ha Gyeong didn’t care in the slightest.
“Operational security comes first.”
“You said your piece, and now you’re running your mouth again.”
“Keep it up and I’ll gag you again.”
“Damn, you’re all decisive, but you apply the rules to yourself? That’s rich.”
Leaving Oliver’s grumbling behind.
Ha Gyeong vaulted lightly over the wall.
The house had security systems installed, but it didn’t matter.
The one who’d gone in first had already disabled them all.
Thanks to that, Ha Gyeong infiltrated without difficulty.
Ascending the second floor along the trail of Abyss Energy.
There he found Rokan and an unidentified figure locked in conversation.
A loaded discussion, at that.
―What did you say just now? Former Vale Lancer.
―I am Rokan, Your Grace, Marquis Blight Shaper.
―Drop the titles. I think I misheard you—repeat that nonsense from earlier.
―No weakness. That monster—even if you reduce him to dust, he’ll get back up and fight.
―They call him the Undying One. Surely not.
―Probably not literally, but Your Grace would find yourself outmatched if you engaged him.
―This damned failure—
From what Ha Gyeong gathered.
Rokan was feeding information about Ha Gyeong.
But the content was hardly impressive.
Ha Gyeong couldn’t help but be confused.
‘What? Why is he doing this?’
Truth was, Ha Gyeong didn’t trust Rokan at all.
That’s why he’d set him as bait.
To monitor the monitor, so to speak.
But Rokan’s behavior deviated completely from Ha Gyeong’s expectations.
‘I don’t understand this.’
Except for the fact that his life had been spared.
Ha Gyeong didn’t treat Rokan as an ally.
Just a tool to be used?
That’s roughly how he’d thought of him.
Yet now he was upholding honor out of nowhere.
It made Ha Gyeong feel oddly apologetic.
Ha Gyeong nudged Oliver with his elbow.
‘We’re going in soon. Cut off the escape route.’
He sent a hand signal.
Oliver seemed to get the gist of it.
He moved toward the opposite window.
Ha Gyeong steadied his breathing slowly.
‘Let’s gain the advantage with a surprise attack.’
It wasn’t his style, but now wasn’t the time to be picky.
The opponent was a marquis of the Jardor Empire.
Judging by Rokan’s attitude.
He seemed quite formidable.
Once Oliver finished his setup, Ha Gyeong moved to smash through the window.
But right then.
―Hm? What are those?
An angry voice erupted from inside.
Immediately after, a massive surge of energy was detected.
Wiiiiing—!
Ha Gyeong threw himself aside without hesitation.
An overwhelming sense of danger had descended upon him.
Crash-boom!
As expected.
A crimson beam of light obliterated an entire wall.
It was the fastest and most powerful energy attack Ha Gyeong had ever encountered.
Ha Gyeong barely kept his balance as he descended into the garden.
“Guess unplanned tactics aren’t my strong suit.”
“That’s right—straight-up guys like us shouldn’t resort to sneaky tricks anyway, bro.”
“But you were literally about to do that just now.”
“Whoa! I covered for you and everything—you serious right now?”
“Just joking. Why’re you so touchy?”
“Because it didn’t sound like a joke!”
“That’s the setup, though.”
“Ugh.”
Blight Shaper furrowed his brow.
Then he turned to look at Rokan.
What in the world was this situation.
A silent question.
Rokan shrugged in response.
―That’s Ha Gyeong.
―I know. But how can they fool around like that with an enemy in front of them?
―He’s an incomprehensible human.
―I’ve seen some true madmen now. And yet I’m disappointed. Is that all he’s got?
Blight Shaper was gauging Ha Gyeong’s Abyss Energy.
Not bad for a human, but meager in both quantity and quality.
To think he’d killed Jardor nobles with nothing more than this.
It made no sense.
Blight Shaper muttered low.
―Have the counts’ standards fallen so far?
For Ha Gyeong, it was simply absurd.
This man—planting Abyss Energy into Awakened Ones and scheming—
And he dared speak of standards?
Ha Gyeong naturally drew the Crimson Edge.
“How about we beat some manners into you first?”
“Right—lesson first, that’s the proper procedure, bro.”
A mad dog needs the whip.
And that truth applied equally to spoiled brats.
Ha Gyeong studied Blight Shaper carefully.
‘He’s definitely different from the nobles I’ve met before.’
Abyss Energy that clung far more thickly.
A momentum flowing with pride.
Eyes brimming with majesty and confidence.
Judging by Rokan’s attitude.
This was no opponent he could beat lightly.
And he couldn’t just let him go either.
Ha Gyeong adjusted his grip on the Crimson Edge.
‘The Abyss Ruler. All of this is merely a stepping stone toward that goal.’
If he couldn’t defeat a Jardor aristocrat, how would he complete his revenge?
He overcame the subtle pressure bearing down on him and stepped forward.
Click.
―Ho?
Blight Shaper’s eyes shifted slightly.
Ha Gyeong had matched his momentum—apparently quite a surprise.
But the opponent simply drew back a step.
Then turned to address Rokan.
―You’d do well to watch yourself. Failure.
Then he began to fade into the darkness.
Ha Gyeong drove his foot into the ground at once.
Boom!
The marble cracked and caved in.
The recoil propelled his body upward with tremendous force.
A shockwave from the explosive acceleration pounded the air.
Whoosh—!
Ha Gyeong shot forward like a bullet.
He reached the second floor in an instant.
Then pushed off the wall for another leap.
Crack!
Concrete shattered.
Rokan’s expression, wide with shock, flashed past.
He’d had no idea Ha Gyeong could move this fast.
Until now, Rokan had always held the advantage in speed.
Soon Ha Gyeong caught Blight Shaper by the scruff of the neck.
“Where do you think you’re going!”
Shwoooosh—!
But then something extraordinary occurred.
Blight Shaper’s form blurred.
And he simply vanished like smoke.
Ha Gyeong found himself clutching empty air.
Moments later, Blight Shaper appeared roughly three meters behind him.
―Heh! How simple.
A sneer played at the corners of his mouth.
Blight Shaper tried once more to fade into darkness.
But he couldn’t.
Tap!
Something shot out from behind and blocked his path.
Impossibly, it was Ha Gyeong who had forced him back.
“Simple, huh?”
He turned the opponent’s own words back on him.
The technique Ha Gyeong used to cut off Blight Shaper’s escape route was nothing special.
He’d simply used Wall Current Shield and Cross Wind.
He’d changed direction once in mid-air.
And by running across the ceiling.
He’d positioned himself behind his opponent.
[Encountered the Desolate Executor, Blight Shaper.]
He held the man fast, pausing briefly to consider.
‘The Crimson Edge is too close for a stab. So then—’
When an attack was awkward to execute.
There was one extremely powerful tool anyone could use.
Gravity.
That would suffice.
Ha Gyeong locked both his arms tight.
A Suplex, executed while holding Blight Shaper.
In other words, a body slam.
As Blight Shaper’s feet left the ground, terror flashed across his face.
―What kind of insane bastard are you!
That’s how unexpected Ha Gyeong’s attack was.
If this landed, the impact would be catastrophic.
Ha Gyeong was now outside the wall that Blight Shaper had demolished.
Falling from approximately five meters high.
Still clutching Blight Shaper tight.
In the critical moment before hitting the ground.
Ha Gyeong quickly released his grip.
And slipped cleanly to the side himself.
It was a move of sheer artistry.
Crash-boom!
The marble in the garden shattered.
Stone dust erupted in all directions.
Emerging through the swirling cloud, Ha Gyeong swept the area urgently.
‘Where’d he go?’
Normally he should be buried here.
But Blight Shaper had vanished without a trace.
Ha Gyeong focused immediately on his Soul Stigma sense.
A faint presence registered.
When Ha Gyeong turned to look, Blight Shaper was standing there.
Clearly he’d been buried in the ground.
Yet somehow he now stood atop the roof, looking down at Ha Gyeong.
―As impressive as they said. But you won’t catch me with such crude tricks.
“A marquis no less, running with his tail between his legs? You were spouting all that about standards, but you’re just a weakling.”
Ha Gyeong taunted him lightly.
A proud Jardor aristocrat would surely take the bait.
They had a pathological hatred of being called weak.
But Blight Shaper didn’t hesitate.
―Everything is illusion before the Grand Design. Until next time, human.
Whoosh—!
Darkness surged and engulfed Blight Shaper.
And he vanished without a trace.
It was cleaner and more discreet than any spatial displacement Ha Gyeong had seen.
Ha Gyeong smacked his lips with regret.
“Damn, should’ve finished this while I had the chance.”
Now that Blight Shaper knew he’d been caught by the scruff.
He’d be even more cautious going forward.
But that was fine. There’d be another opportunity.
There was a more certain method anyway.
No point getting upset.
Ha Gyeong reflected on Blight Shaper’s connection to the DRC.
‘If I strike at the main base, he’ll have no choice but to fight.’
He’d be reluctant to lose the foothold he’d built on Earth.
So he consoled himself with that thought.
Just then, Rokan approached and spoke.
―I’ve buried my Abyss Energy in Blight Shaper. I’ll be able to track him soon.
Ha Gyeong’s lips curved into a smile.
“You’ve got everything planned out, don’t you?”
Tearing Open the Gate
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Morae Tob
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