The Calamity-Class Artifacts in Ghost Stories Are Obsessed with Me - Chapter 68

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Catastrophe-Class Relics from Urban Legends Show Their Obsession — Episode 68
Once the plan was set, there was no time to waste.
Before support from the other branches arrived, she had to complete all necessary preparations while simultaneously devising contingencies for various scenarios.
The Busan Branch staff proved invaluable in this process.
Though they were far removed from fieldwork, their support was nothing short of masterful.
Before Hwa Ryeon could even voice what was needed, they had already prepared everything—and smoothly coordinated the entire operation with requests for cooperation made seamlessly along the way.
“Good afternoon.”
“What should we start with?”
Not long after, personnel began arriving from the nearby branches.
They exchanged brief greetings and immediately set about assisting with the work.
By then, Woo Ju had left the office and was moving with personnel from the other branches.
The team moving together numbered five in total.
Three from the Daegu Branch, and two from the Ulsan Branch.
All five were field operatives.
“Could you provide additional explanation of the general situation?”
For those who hadn’t heard the details in the rush to depart, Woo Ju relayed the essential information.
This haunting—or urban legend—was the Baekgui Yahang.
At the latest, during the Chuk Hour, there was a high probability they would begin moving, and stopping them was the objective.
As they shared information and proceeded, they soon arrived at their first destination.
The place was a sparsely populated coastal area, and Woo Ju lifted the bag she’d received from Hwa Ryeon as she spoke.
“Let’s start with this location.”
This was one of the places designated to lure the Baekgui Yahang.
Needless to say, this wasn’t the only candidate location.
The plan was to scatter bait across as many locations as time would permit.
Success meant catching even a single one of the many baits laid out.
After all, no matter how numerous they were, the Baekgui Yahang all moved as one within that framework.
‘Of course, the best outcome would be if they never set foot on land in the first place.’
That part would be handled by Hwa Ryeon and the others.
So Woo Ju focused on her assigned task.
“Finished here!”
“This section too!”
Not even twenty minutes had passed before the work at the first location was complete.
Woo Ju verified it carefully, then announced they should move to the next location immediately.
Vroooom—!
So they rode in the car to the next location and repeated the same work there.
Rest came only in the car between moves. There was no time for anything more.
By the time they’d covered nearly the entire coastline of Busan.
“It’s almost the Chuk Hour now.”
The current time was 12:47 AM.
In thirteen minutes, the Chuk Hour would arrive, and the Baekgui Yahang would begin to move.
“Let’s head to the final location.”
The personnel from the other branches nodded at Woo Ju’s words.
The final destination they drove toward was a hill positioned on fairly high ground.
Unlike the lighthouse she’d climbed earlier with Hwa Ryeon, the view here wasn’t entirely open, but it was sufficient to observe the procession of spirits visible in the distance, faintly pale against the darkness.
Shhhhhhhh—.
The blackened water surged in and receded repeatedly.
There was no need for separate preparations here. This location was purely for waiting until the time came.
“Others are arriving.”
About five minutes later, another vehicle pulled up.
Screeeech—.
Emerging from the vehicle that had come to a grinding halt were Hwa Ryeon and branch heads or vice-heads from the other divisions.
They had been tasked with the critical part of this operation.
Preventing those creatures from ever reaching land.
Shortly after, Hwa Ryeon approached Woo Ju and asked.
“The preparations all went smoothly, yes?”
“Yes.”
“Good work.”
Hwa Ryeon brought the long-stem pipe to his lips habitually as he gazed out toward the distant sea.
Only a few minutes remained until the Chuk Hour now.
“I wish they’d just retreat as things stand.”
There was no way to know for certain whether the plan would work or fail.
So Woo Ju simply nodded and kept his gaze fixed on the sea.
The others, too, watched the water in silence.
And so time passed.
“It’s the Chuk Hour.”
At last, when the clock struck exactly one, someone spoke in a calm voice.
Almost simultaneously, the spirits floating far out on the sea began to move.
At first, the distance made it hard to notice, but as time went on, it became clear they were drawing closer.
‘Just disappear,’ Woo Ju thought to himself.
He narrowed his eyes as he watched, repeating the thought like a prayer.
If the other team—the one Hwa Ryeon led—succeeded in their task, these spirits would scatter without ever setting foot on land.
So though no one spoke, they all watched the Baekgui Yahang procession with tense expressions.
How much time passed after that?
Ten minutes, twenty minutes, and then thirty.
By the time that short yet seemingly endless stretch had elapsed.
“The first stage didn’t work.”
Hwa Ryeon clicked his tongue and spoke without looking away.
If the first stage had succeeded, they should have already vanished. But the Baekgui Yahang, instead of disappearing, continued its approach toward land.
Everyone’s eyes reflected disappointment, yet no one fell into despair.
From the start, they had estimated the success rate of the first stage at no more than ten percent.
“We’ll split up for now. It looks like they’re headed toward B Section…….”
Hwa Ryeon exchanged a few brief words with the others, then climbed back into the car to move to the next phase.
This time, Woo Ju rode in the same vehicle as Hwa Ryeon.
The engine roared to life.
Then the car began to race down the road without hesitation.
Woo Ju watched the sea blur past the window and the vague forms hovering above its surface.
This early morning was going to be quite long, he thought.
Meanwhile, at that same moment.
A man stood on the slope of a rather high hill.
He looked down at the sea spread below and lifted the corners of his mouth in a smile.
There, an array of grotesque things marched toward land.
“All those years of preparation have borne fruit.”
The Baekgui Yahang was a work he had invested considerable effort into.
He had spent nearly a decade in research to recreate it perfectly, and had marshaled several painstakingly obtained relics in the process.
The Inspection Bureau here in Korea seemed to have moved to prevent the landing, but fortunately, it had all come to nothing.
The man had also placed certain obstacles in their way, and besides, they weren’t strong enough to stop a Baekgui Yahang that had already taken form.
“Still, luring them to a sparsely populated area should work out fine enough…….”
The man was not greatly concerned.
If they couldn’t land at all, that would be one thing, but landing in a place with few people wasn’t a significant problem.
After all, those creatures wouldn’t stop until they escaped through the Ghost Gate.
Even if the damage was reduced somewhat, it was hardly a matter of consequence.
Yet even as he thought this, there was something that gnawed at him.
“I should have had the Tatarikami as well…….”
He had lost the Tatarikami—prepared specifically for this operation—in the most humiliating manner.
If the Tatarikami had remained intact, the destructive power of this procession would have been on an entirely different scale.
Countless calamities would scatter along the Baekgui Yahang’s path, and the Tatarikami, growing stronger by absorbing them, would unleash even greater calamities in turn.
But the Tatarikami was gone now.
Eliminated by those Inspection Bureau fools.
Of course, the man had anticipated that the Inspection Bureau would make a move, but he hadn’t expected them to destroy it so easily.
“……It must have been a compatibility issue.”
The man did not know the precise manner of the Tatarikami’s destruction.
The proxy he had embedded in the Tatarikami’s body to monitor the situation had been destroyed far too quickly.
So rapidly was it destroyed that the proxy hadn’t even managed to transmit proper information.
So he simply assumed there must have been some relic or person with an extraordinarily poor affinity toward the Tatarikami.
A long, wailing cry echoed through the night.
At that moment, the Ghost Wail reached the man’s ears.
Through the spirit-ears he had planted along the coast, the cry of the Baekgui Yahang had reached him.
And the man smiled once more.
In any case, this would not be stopped as easily as the Tatarikami had been.
And if the Baekgui Yahang inflicted great damage, he would be free to move all the more.
“Hehehehe.”
The man let out a low chuckle as he gazed down the hillside.
At the procession of Baekgui Yahang drawing closer to the Coastal Area.
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Pale, spectral forms descended one by one toward the Coastal Area.
Woo Ju watched from a distance and turned to Hwa Ryeon with a nod.
“It worked.”
“Yes.”
Hwa Ryeon inclined his head.
“Not perfect, but close enough—the next best thing.”
The Coastal Area where Baekgui Yahang set foot was particularly deserted.
There were a few pension houses and restaurants scattered about, but those had naturally been evacuated beforehand.
Within a thirty-minute radius of this place, the only living souls were employees of the Inspection Bureau.
“They’re approaching the traps.”
At that moment, another operative gestured toward the Coastal Area.
Beyond the bait alone, multiple traps had been laid here to snare them, even if only temporarily.
The Ulsan Branch director oversaw the trap preparations.
From what he’d heard, the man specialized in this sort of work.
The director, who appeared to be in his fifties, stood with his arms crossed and spoke in a low voice.
“Not yet. Wait.”
Baekgui Yahang had only just landed on the Coastal Area. So he waited for the optimal moment.
The long column pressed forward relentlessly. Endlessly.
And finally, as the vanguard of the procession began to leave the Coastal Area—
“Now!”
The Ulsan director barked the command.
The waiting operatives dropped what they held to the ground.
Whoooosh—!
Brilliant light flooded across the Coastal Area like midday sun.
The light did not affect the humans, but it struck the spirits that composed Baekgui Yahang with unmistakable force.
-Shrieeeeeek!
The creatures, which had marched forward with vacant expressions, suddenly twisted in agony and began to scream.
“You know what to do?”
At that moment, Hwa Ryeon turned to Woo Ju and asked.
Woo Ju grinned and answered.
“Of course.”
Immediately after, Woo Ju pushed off the ground and sprinted forward.
The trap now activated could only hold the procession at bay for so long—its limits were clear.
Ten minutes at most before it gave way.
But for Woo Ju, ten minutes was an eternity.
-Shrieeeeeek!
As Woo Ju approached the vanguard, the wolf-headed creature at the very front let out a piercing wail.
Baekgui Yahang was not inherently driven by malice toward any particular target.
It simply attacked indiscriminately anything that obstructed its path to the Ghost Gate—therein lay the danger.
Japan had therefore responded not by direct confrontation, but by clearing the entire route in advance.
But Korea lacked the time to employ the same approach.
The route passed through places where those with impaired mobility dwelled.
In the end, there was only one method.
“Time to send them back home.”
To smash through them by force.
Woo Ju raised the Iron Pipe high and swung it with all his might.
Boom—!
The front ranks of the procession evaporated entirely in the blast.
The operatives maintaining the trap from the other branch stared wide-eyed in Woo Ju’s direction.
Of course, this was only the beginning.
Bang, bang, boom—!
Woo Ju began methodically crushing through the procession.
To be continued ▶
How Catastrophe-Class Relics from Urban Legends Become Obsessed
Author
Lee Se-gye
Publisher
Kim Seok-hwan, Choi Se-ra
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Publication date
May 26, 2026
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