Tearing the Gate Apart - Chapter 91

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Episode 91.
The moment the club materialized out of nowhere, Barkalon’s eyes changed.
His demeanor was entirely different from before.
The creature who had been advancing with such confidence suddenly flinched.
Ha Gyeong wore a smile of vindication.
‘Can’t hide his true feelings well… or rather, he just doesn’t bother trying to hide them. Figures.’
Barkalon was startled by the sight of the Resonance Staff, but quickly regained his composure.
Enough to wince with fear, certainly.
But the creature rallied remarkably fast.
—What could you possibly do with that pathetic club? Don’t get cocky, Low-rank Intelligent Being.
Barkalon launched forward like an arrow loosed from a bow.
A charge as swift as Silent Ruin’s, yet dense with weight.
Ha Gyeong swung the Resonance Staff with practiced speed.
But the timing was just slightly off.
The artifact was originally heavy enough to serve as a power-measuring instrument.
At this rate, Barkalon’s attack would connect first.
Shiiing—!
In a fraction of a second.
Ha Gyeong stopped his swing.
And yanked the Resonance Staff back toward himself.
The shorter end’s tip collided with Barkalon’s fist.
Clang!
“Ugh!”
Ha Gyeong gasped under the tremendous impact.
It felt as if his entire body was being torn apart.
And in the midst of it, the Resonance Staff activated.
[Resonance Staff Activated]
[Absorbing all nearby energy]
Hummmmmm—!
Ha Gyeong nearly lost his grip on the staff.
The metal thrummed with violent vibration.
Ha Gyeong quickly drove the Resonance Staff into the ground.
Then immediately shifted into a fighting stance.
He was ready to exchange blows if necessary.
As expected.
Barkalon’s attack came crashing down again, almost within reach.
Whoooosh—!
Before he could even register the threat, the collision was imminent.
How could a punch be this fast?
Yet Ha Gyeong managed to respond.
Thwack—!
—Huh? You blocked it?
Barkalon clenched and unclenched his fists, visibly surprised.
Ha Gyeong had deflected the punch using his elbow.
Perhaps it was a first for him.
His surprised laugh lingered surprisingly long.
Though it lasted only a moment, of course.
Barkalon unleashed a barrage of attacks.
Whoosh! Slam! Whoosh! Slam!
Even avoiding the direct hits, Ha Gyeong felt his organs twisting.
He cursed under his breath.
‘Damn, it’s like fighting heavy artillery.’
And the opponent was impossibly fast.
Moreover, Barkalon’s technique was polished to perfection.
Legs anchored firmly.
Punches and kicks powered by proper rotation.
An ordinary Awakened One would have been paste by now.
But Ha Gyeong’s eyes shone quietly.
‘A chance to counterattack will come. It always does.’
[Reactive Mana Armor Activated]
[Spirit Cloak Activated]
Whoosh—!
A delicate flame, like a heat shimmer, bloomed and wrapped around Ha Gyeong’s entire body.
Originally it had been a blood-red hue.
But now that his Transmutation had reached Stage 5, the mana transfer effect had apparently changed.
Of course, Ha Gyeong had no leisure to worry about such details.
He was standing at the crossroads of death and survival.
Thanks to the Reactive Mana Armor’s mana transfer function.
Ha Gyeong felt the pressure ease.
‘This might be my last chance. I have to survive, no matter what.’
He showed nothing of this, of course.
When an opponent grows intoxicated with the sense of dominance.
Openings inevitably appear.
Sure enough, Barkalon poured on the attacks.
—To be killed by a creature like this is downright pathetic. Silent Ruin!
The creature mocked his fallen comrade while redoubling his offensive.
Just as Ha Gyeong predicted, Barkalon’s stance was gradually deteriorating.
Ha Gyeong read the subtle shifts with perfect precision.
‘Now!’
The moment the opponent’s punch angle opened slightly.
A sharp kick struck the Resonance Staff.
A heavy metallic ring sounded, and suction forces bloomed.
[Resonance Staff Activated]
[Absorbing all nearby energy]
Slam! Hummmmmm—!
The unexpected blow sent Barkalon’s body lurching to the left.
Ha Gyeong threw himself in the opposite direction.
And drove a soccer kick into the creature’s ankle.
Crack!
A blow potent enough to shatter rock.
But Barkalon’s body was far too hard.
Still, the impact registered.
The creature had completely lost its balance.
Ha Gyeong drove a rapid-fire series of punches into Barkalon’s face.
Crack-crack-crack!
One-two straight, then a hook.
A middle kick that landed precisely on the ribs.
A combination so rapid the creature could barely react.
Barkalon stared at Ha Gyeong in utter disbelief.
—What the….
Ha Gyeong didn’t need to hear the rest.
The creature’s unspoken meaning was clear enough.
Ha Gyeong pressed forward regardless.
Unleashing a relentless assault.
Rata-tat-tat-tat-bang!
The air crackled with rapid gunfire-like impacts.
Each of Ha Gyeong’s punches and kicks generated shockwaves.
His body curled tight.
Barkalon endured blow after blow.
Then, when the assault eased for a moment.
The creature lowered his arms and laughed.
—Interesting. You grasped my weakness in such a short time.
Barkalon seemed to possess some kind of blade immunity skill.
Yet he still appeared intact.
His durability was simply too excellent to overcome.
After hundreds of consecutive blows.
Ha Gyeong felt his breath growing ragged.
‘I’m going to tire out first at this rate.’
Of course, Barkalon was far from untouched either.
Whatever appearances might suggest.
But the moment Ha Gyeong paused.
Barkalon’s counterattack began.
Boom—!
“Kugh!”
Ha Gyeong blocked the incoming fist with both arms.
His upper body snapped backward under the tremendous force.
The impact was brutally strong.
That such an attack remained possible after taking that punishment…
Ha Gyeong was beginning to understand the depths of Barkalon’s strength.
Ha Gyeong planted his palms and rolled backward.
He completed a backflip and unleashed a spinning kick.
The maneuver caught Barkalon off-guard.
The creature took a clean blow directly to the jaw.
Boom!
—Urgh?
Ha Gyeong scrambled to his feet.
The Resonance Staff was already in his grip.
He’d scooped it up while planting his hands.
Immediately, Ha Gyeong drove the weapon into Barkalon’s temple.
Whoooosh—! Clang!
A full-bodied swing, like cracking a baseball bat.
A blow driven by all the power of his rotation.
Barkalon’s head snapped nearly 180 degrees.
The impact had been catastrophic.
Ha Gyeong exulted inwardly.
‘That’s it!’
Fists and feet had never delivered blows of this magnitude.
But the Resonance Staff was another matter.
Crude as it looked.
It had the form of a proper bludgeon.
Ha Gyeong rained blows on Barkalon without mercy.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Sharp metallic notes rang out.
The creature’s head became unrecognizable.
Victory seemed assured.
Then something terrifying happened.
An unexpected form suddenly bulged from Barkalon’s chest.
—Is it over?
Impossibly, the creature’s head was regenerating.
The dented body parts were reabsorbed.
A fresh head was being generated in their place.
Ha Gyeong could only laugh weakly.
“Hah! Got fooled by the human shape. You were never human to begin with, were you?”
—Worrying about weak points at a Low-rank Intelligent Being’s level? That tickles, not hurts.
Barkalon spoke with renewed arrogance.
His head swapped out, his demeanor far more relaxed now.
But Ha Gyeong had no intention of stopping.
“Oh really?”
There was no surrender in his life.
And it wasn’t as if he had anything else to do anyway.
So beating it senseless it would have to be.
Ha Gyeong swung the Resonance Staff without hesitation.
Slam! Slam! Slam!
The freshly grown head became scrap metal once more.
Barkalon’s chest convulsed again.
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Bradley’s mouth hung open.
“When the hell is this insane fight going to end?”
Ha Gyeong and Barkalon had been trading blows for thirty minutes straight.
Or more accurately, Ha Gyeong had been beating him one-sidedly.
Ha Gyeong swung the Resonance Staff, drenched in sweat.
Barkalon stood rooted, stubbornly enduring.
People talked about men’s fights and all that.
To Bradley, it just looked insane.
What kind of deranged person swings a crowbar for thirty minutes straight?
And the opponent just keeps taking the hits?
Meanwhile, John casually continued cleanup work.
“Stop wasting breath and pump more Support Skills into him.”
“I’m out of Mana, I’m telling you.”
“Since when do I look fine to you? Squeeze out every drop, you albino bastard.”
“You son of a—”
Bradley started to curse but caught himself.
Mana Exhaustion made his vision swim.
But he couldn’t collapse.
Ha Gyeong was still fighting.
And John was still smashing incoming monsters.
What right did he have to quit?
Bradley tried to draw on his Mana reserves, then stopped.
He had no Support Skills left to cast.
Ha Gyeong was essentially fighting on willpower alone now.
Blood and sweat-soaked, swinging the metal club.
Slow as a yawn, but Barkalon couldn’t dodge.
His body had been reduced to barely recognizable pulp.
Whoooosh—! Clang!
Barkalon flinched at each sharp metallic impact.
Yet he maintained his defensive stance.
No sign of dying.
Regardless, Ha Gyeong didn’t stop swinging.
Bradley exhaled a long sigh.
“Man. What kind of willpower is that?”
He was floundering under mere Mana Exhaustion.
Yet Ha Gyeong fought on even in the most extreme conditions imaginable.
If anyone asked Bradley to do that…
Bradley shook his head firmly.
“I absolutely couldn’t.”
Even the Eastern Division’s elite forces couldn’t manage it.
He could only envision a Raid Party getting annihilated.
Barkalon was simply overwhelmingly strong.
Yet here was a young man from Korea holding the line alone.
Not just surviving—actually gaining slight ground.
Bradley squeezed out his last reserves of power.
‘Damn. This is the last one.’
A very basic Support Skill to boost vitality.
The kind of technique used back when he was a novice.
But it was all he could manage now.
And then it happened.
Ha Gyeong’s speed suddenly skyrocketed.
He swung the Resonance Staff with fierce intensity.
Whoooosh! Clang!
With a thunderous sound, Barkalon’s body was split cleanly in half.
Bradley’s mouth fell open again.
“How many times did he have to swing that thing to cleave a body in two with a bludgeon?”
Ha Gyeong stood motionless for a moment.
Then he raised a crimson blade toward the sky.
Slash! A high-pitched whine—!
Brilliant white light fell from the heavens.
An intense beam enveloping Ha Gyeong.
As time passed, a miraculous sight unfolded before Bradley.
The Abyss Mist that had been generated by the Gate Break.
The thick energy mass was suddenly splitting apart.
Like the parting of the Red Sea.
Ha Gyeong stood at the center, serene.
Bradley found himself muttering unbidden.
“Oh my God.”
A phrase directed to no one in particular.
Tearing Through the Gate
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