The Calamity-Class Artifacts in Ghost Stories Are Obsessed with Me - Chapter 76

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Urban Legends and Catastrophe-Class Relics Chapter 76
The massive lump of flesh was so grotesque that it seemed almost impossible to believe it had ever been human.
It bulged in uneven waves, and something writhed and twisted beneath its surface in places—what, exactly, was impossible to determine.
Woo Ju had expected whoever opened Pandora’s Box to be in poor condition, but this transcended even that.
“Aaa—aaaahhh—”
It had lost nearly all semblance of consciousness, merely groaning as it closed the distance toward them.
“Is it like that because of Pandora’s Box?”
Woo Ju hefted the iron pipe and posed the question. Seon Dam answered in kind.
“The calamities unleashed from the box must have corrupted it. From what I can see, it’s been consumed entirely.”
This time, Seon Dam made no attempt at conversation.
In his assessment, it had long ceased to be anything that could be called human.
“And the box itself appears to be inside it.”
The implication was straightforward.
To recover the box, they would have to eliminate it first.
“Should we strike now?”
Woo Ju’s question hung in the air as Seon Dam paused briefly before responding.
“We’ll scout first. Chung Woo?”
“Yes.”
Chung Woo retrieved instruments from his robes without hesitation at the summons.
The same tools Woo Ju had seen him use at other sites before.
Rather than approach the mass of flesh directly, he remained at a distance and deployed them in an assault.
Flash!
Light blazed, and talismans scattered through the air.
Woo Ju was unfamiliar with this discipline of power, but even he could sense that the force behind it was far from ordinary.
“Guhhhhh—!”
“Hmm.”
Yet the results were not encouraging.
Most of the attacks inflicted little meaningful damage on the mass.
It wasn’t entirely ineffective—the flesh-heap did cry out in pain—but that was all.
“Graaahhh!”
“It’s angered,” Seon Dam observed lightly.
As the creature writhed in agony and launched itself forward with a howl, Seon Dam brushed his hand casually.
Squelch!
The mass stumbled violently.
The ground where it had planted its foot had abruptly transformed into mud.
While it floundered, Seon Dam studied it, then spoke.
“Spiritual attacks seem largely ineffective. It has strong physical force, a durable body, and powerful spiritual resistance. Those appear to be its defining characteristics. Direct physical assault—your specialty, Woo Ju—would likely be more efficient.”
Exactly what he was observing to draw such conclusions, Woo Ju couldn’t say, but it hardly mattered.
What mattered was that the burden had shifted to him.
“Then I’ll take care of it.”
Woo Ju grunted, extracted his foot from the mud, and charged toward the approaching creature.
The moment he closed the distance, the mass lashed out with a deformed fist, its original shape long unrecognizable.
Boom!
With a thunderous crash, the ground beneath them cracked open.
Its approach had seemed sluggish, yet the moment it threw its punch, the arm moving behind it became nearly invisible.
It had moved deliberately slow until the attack itself—then revealed its true speed.
It was cunning and effective, but as with all trump cards, miss once and the advantage evaporates.
More importantly, Woo Ju had already anticipated the movement and was airborne, descending toward the creature’s head.
Crack!
A short, heavy sound echoed—directly from the mass’s skull.
“Nooooohhhhh!”
The flesh-heap shrieked as its head took the full force of the blow.
But the impact didn’t carry quite the destructive weight Woo Ju expected, and immediately another arm lashed out like a whip, targeting him.
Whoosh!
Woo Ju evaded, listening to the sound tearing through the air.
‘Faster than I thought.’
This wasn’t merely fast for something so massive—it was brutally, overwhelmingly fast.
The Woo Ju of the past would have been pulped without a single proper reaction.
But the Woo Ju he was now had no such problem.
The issue lay elsewhere—in the force of its blows.
Vroooom—.
The Iron Pipe vibrated with an annoyed hum for the first time in a while.
That’s when Seon Dam’s voice came from behind.
“It’s absorbing the impact.”
He hadn’t stopped observing.
Knowing that Woo Ju was in no position to answer, Seon Dam spoke quickly instead of waiting for a reply.
“The shock won’t disperse unless you strike with precision at a single point. Otherwise—”
Whoosh!
A blue light flickered across the mass of flesh.
“I’ve marked the relatively vulnerable areas.”
Exactly the kind of assist he needed right now.
Woo Ju shut out the distraction behind him and focused entirely on the opponent before him.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Naturally, the mass of flesh continued to relentlessly target Woo Ju even as he attacked.
It seemed to trust its own durability too much—barely defending at all, just hurling blow after blow.
Woo Ju, for his part, had been holding back after the initial strike failed to land properly.
But now things had changed.
Crash—!
With another thunderous sound, Woo Ju sprang upward.
Whoosh!
The mass twisted its body and lashed its arm at Woo Ju like a whip.
Thack!
Woo Ju dodged lightly while pushing off against the arm with his foot, launching himself toward the creature.
The monster still made no move to defend itself, bent only on continuing its assault. This gave Woo Ju an unobstructed opportunity to swing the Iron Pipe.
The Iron Pipe struck exactly where Seon Dam had marked.
Crack—!
Then came a sound unlike anything before.
Not the sound of a large mass of flesh absorbing impact, but something inside it breaking.
“Nnnoooooo—!”
At the same time, the mass of flesh twisted and let out a harrowing scream unlike any before.
From that reaction alone, it was clear the attack had landed true.
But the real shock came next.
Screech—.
Cracks spiderwebbed across parts of its body, and chunks of flesh tumbled to the ground.
Seeing this, Woo Ju closed the distance again and swung the Iron Pipe.
Crunch—!
This time too, part of the creature’s body fell clean off. The attacks were working perfectly.
Woo Ju pressed his advantage without hesitation, striking in succession.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
Each time the Iron Pipe struck the glowing areas, the surface of the mass splintered and cracked, and its bulk steadily diminished.
And as it did, something that had been hidden came into view.
A human figure buried deep within the massive pile of flesh, and beside it, a black box.
Until now, he’d simply assumed the Cult Leader had transformed into that form. But the truth was somewhat different.
Buried within the flesh was a middle-aged man with his head exposed, curled up like a fetus.
Clutching the black box tightly to his chest.
“Noooooo—!”
And the mass of flesh continued to rage on regardless.
“Block more on this side!”
The others seemed quite busy as well.
Not long after the mass monster began its rampage, other creatures started bursting forth from within.
Baek Ho, Chung Woo, Seon Dam, and even Chae Wol and Yeon Woo.
All of them worked together to hold back the other creatures, purifying the surrounding energy so that Woo Ju could concentrate entirely on his opponent.
And so Woo Ju dodged attacks a few more times, relentlessly pounding away at the mass of flesh.
“Nnngh—.”
Finally, all the chunks of flesh that had composed the creature’s body fell away.
It was then that Seon Dam stepped forward again.
“I’ll extract the box.”
It was as if he had two bodies—he’d been holding back the other monsters just moments ago, yet now he was right beside Woo Ju.
Seon Dam reached his hand toward what had been a quivering mass of flesh.
Whoooosh—!
Light flashed again, and the crouching middle-aged man’s body splayed open as the box lifted into the air.
Whoooosh!
But in that instant, black smoke surged upward from his body.
Though he couldn’t say exactly what it was, one thing was certain—it boded no good.
Woo Ju stepped forward on instinct, and nearly simultaneously, the black smoke came streaking at him.
Crash!
The smoke, shaped like a lance, and the Iron Pipe collided at a single point.
Against all expectation of the pipe rebounding, the Iron Pipe and the black smoke froze mid-air as if nailed in place.
But immediately after, golden markings blazed across the pipe’s surface.
Boom!
Nearly simultaneously, the smoke exploded outward with a deafening crack.
For a moment he thought it might strike again, but the smoke simply scattered and vanished without a trace.
It had been consumed.
Click.
After that, the box drifted slowly toward them.
Not toward Seon Dam, who had his hand outstretched—but into Woo Ju’s arms.
“Huh?”
Woo Ju caught the box almost by accident, his expression turning quizzical.
Seon Dam’s face had gone slightly pale as well.
For good reason—Seon Dam had been pulling at the box with something like Telekinesis, yet it had glided straight to Woo Ju of its own accord.
“Grraaaaaagh!”
But there was no time to dwell on it.
They’d only dealt with the fleshy creature; the other monsters still remained.
The Cult Leader who’d crashed to the ground when the flesh-creature vanished would have to wait.
“Would you mind holding onto it for us, Woo Ju?”
Seon Dam had decided the box had chosen Woo Ju, and entrusted it to him accordingly.
“Ah, well.”
Woo Ju glanced down at the box cradled in his arms, hesitating briefly.
He was thinking it would be unwieldy to fight while holding it—but then.
Shimmer.
The box flickered faintly, then its shape transformed entirely. Into a bracelet.
And without him even touching it, it had already settled around his wrist.
It was as if it were saying, ‘This way I won’t get in your way, right?’
“Fine. I understand.”
Woo Ju, startled though he was, nodded in acknowledgment.
Taking it off and dealing with it would only waste time. Still, it nagged at him to wear the very Artifact that had unleashed this calamity around his wrist.
Dash!
He kicked off the ground and charged the monsters, swinging the Iron Pipe.
Crash!
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The horde of raging monsters had been mopped up in less than five minutes.
Even so, the fight had been intense enough that everyone felt the weight of fatigue, but rest would have to wait.
Though they’d recovered Pandora’s Box, the calamity itself remained unchanged.
“We’ll need to check the park as well.”
The calamity had been most violent not here in the Cult Building, but in the park.
Considering the box had first been opened here in the Cult, there was no reason for that to be the case.
Which meant something else was happening in the park.
So they retraced their steps and made their way out of the building.
“The sky’s gone to hell, hasn’t it,” Baek Ho muttered, glancing upward.
By now, the sky had taken on a sickly hue—crimson and violet tangled with black.
Hardly a wholesome sight. It was as if someone had flung paint everywhere and then stirred it all together haphazardly.
The ground beneath their feet had warped into something even more disturbing.
The Otherworldly Transformation was growing worse by the minute. They quickened their pace accordingly.
The park was adjacent to the Cult Building, and even from a distance, it was clear something was terribly wrong.
The Otherworldly Transformation was far more pronounced in that entire area.
Purple flowers and trees had sprouted everywhere, with what looked like black spiderwebs strung between them.
Lifting his gaze, he could see strange creatures skittering across the webs in the upper branches.
It looked as though they’d stepped into an entirely different dimension.
Which was, in essence, what Otherworldly Transformation was—a concept made manifest.

Thrum, thrum-thrum.
But as they drew closer to the park, the Pandora’s Box strapped to his wrist suddenly began to vibrate.
Woo Ju instinctively grasped the meaning encoded in that vibration.
“The Core of Calamity is inside there.”
“The Core of Calamity, you say?”
Seon Dam turned his head slightly, asking.
To this, Woo Ju nodded.
“Yes. If we seal it back inside the box, this crisis should end.”
Continued in the next episode ▶
Catastrophe-Class Relics from Urban Legends Obsess
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