The Chairman of Pharmaceutical Company is a Poison King - Chapter 105
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Chapter 105: A Different Class
Even the Tracking Talisman, a treasure of the Immortal Realm, had its limitations.
If the distance was too far, the direction it pointed became blurry.
He had ridden the Ten Thousand Li Flying Sword earnestly toward the northwest, and the place he arrived at was…
“Phew.”
Barun’s Wheat Farm, now in ruins.
The place where he first encountered that bastard.
‘Still, its performance is reliable.’
At any rate, it was certain that Cheon Gyeong-ho had been here.
Tae-ju concentrated his mind again.
Cheon Gyeong-ho’s face, that bastard’s actions, the Cheonma Sovereign Steps he had used to escape from here.
And once again, he took out a Tracking Talisman from the Infinite Space.
Whoosh!
The ash flew away again.
The more he used the Tracking Talisman, the better its effects became.
‘West.’
Tae-ju continued flying on the Ten Thousand Li Flying Sword.
Swooosh!
Then.
‘…Is it here?’
He could see SUVs and corpses down below.
The Tracking Talisman had guided him here.
Tae-ju descended downward.
‘Hmm.’
Corpses scattered everywhere.
Most had died with holes drilled through their heads.
They had already decomposed beyond recognition.
‘Bandits.’
That’s what it looked like.
There were cities in the Central Asia region too, but the distances between them were quite far.
With railways destroyed by magical beasts, travel was only possible by car or on foot.
He had heard there were many bandits who hid nearby and attacked travelers or merchants passing by to steal their money.
‘They fell victim to Cheon Gyeong-ho.’
One of the corpses was an Awakened.
Seeing how the body had dried up and become mummified, it was undoubtedly a victim of mana absorption.
Definitely a dangerous bastard.
At least it was fortunate that the dead ones were bandits.
He took out another Tracking Talisman.
Whoosh!
West, and further west.
Finally, he arrived above a major city’s train station located at the entrance to the European Empire.
‘Europe? He went quite far. From here, he must have traveled by train.’
At this rate, wouldn’t he cross continents?
The Tracking Talismans were precious too.
He had already consumed three of them.
But he couldn’t stop now.
The direction indicated by the Tracking Talisman became increasingly clear.
It wasn’t far now.
West again, continuously west.
The final destination he ultimately reached was Pree Barcel.
‘At least he didn’t cross the Atlantic.’
Tae-ju entered the downtown area of Pree Barcel only after nightfall.
The Tracking Talisman became clear.
That bastard was somewhere nearby.
Finally.
‘Found him.’
A shabby hotel in the middle of downtown.
Cheon Gyeong-ho was on the terrace, drinking something like a beverage.
‘So you were there.’
* * *
Three hundred years ago, when the entire world was on the brink of destruction, Europe was also a living hell of chaos.
People dying from mana.
Corpses piled up like mountains.
In an instant, half of Europe’s population died. Soon after, half of that half died.
A déjà vu phenomenon.
Hadn’t there been a case like this before?
The Black Death that devastated medieval Europe.
But while epidemics could be handled by blocking infection sources and developing treatments, mana dissolved in the atmosphere left them helpless.
After about a hundred years, humanity began adapting to mana.
Of course, the same was true for plants and animals.
Magical beasts appeared.
Naturally, Awakened also appeared.
As national boundaries collapsed, Europe began clustering together to build nations centered around populous cities.
At that point, an outstanding hero appeared.
Emperor Alex Caesar.
Alex Caesar, an early Awakened hero combining the historical figures Alexander and Caesar, set out to conquer Europe centered on the city-state Mega Roma.
The nation thus established was the European Empire.
Cheon Gyeong-ho was in Pree Barcel, located in the western part of the European Empire.
The original Barcelona had been submerged by the sea due to global warming.
A newly constructed city to the northeast of the original location.
It was incomparably more backward than Europe’s major cities like Neo Berlin or the capital Mega Roma.
This was because the Pyrenees Mountains, a dense zone of ultra-massive magical beasts, were located directly north of Pree Barcel.
With such a large floating population, public safety wasn’t very good either.
Numerous villain organizations were operating in the shadows of Pree Barcel.
But from Cheon Gyeong-ho’s perspective, there was no better city than this.
He could take over a suitable villain organization and squeeze them for money, and occasionally absorb mana to increase his power.
He had actually done just that.
When he came to Pree Barcel, he didn’t have a single coin to spend.
So a few days ago, he secretly followed a rough Expert-level Awakened he encountered, killed him with mana absorption, and secured spending money.
With that money, he got a hotel room and bought fatigue recovery drinks like this to consume.
Speaking of which, the more he drank this beverage, the more impressed he became.
It relieved not only physical fatigue but mental fatigue as well.
It wasn’t made in the European Empire.
As expected, imported goods were different.
‘The more I stay here, the more I like it.’
The original plan was to cross the Atlantic to the American Republic and establish a foundation there.
But this place was fine too.
Pree Barcel.
Though it was a city with outdated facilities, it was bustling with people.
Compared to the Samhan Empire, this place was similar to Gurye.
A city that had always suffered from the threat of magical beast waves due to Jirisan’s magical beast concentration zone, preventing proper development. However, it was a city with active money flow due to its large floating population thanks to the additional profits from magical beast hunting.
Kim Tae-ju had grown up in that very Gurye.
He made money by creating antidotes, took over an orphanage to gather power, and finally became a real power in the Samhan Empire.
‘There’s no law saying I can’t become like that too.’
Pree Barcel had a similar environment to Gurye.
Magical beast concentration zone, floating population, overflowing money.
‘It might be good to stay here.’
Rather than bothering to cross over to the American Republic.
‘I should take over an organization.’
No.
Let’s integrate all the villain organizations while we’re at it.
The big boss of Pree Barcel.
Cheonma Cheon Gyeong-ho.
What if I even build a Demonic Cult on top of that?
Just as Kim Tae-ju soared high based in Gurye, he too would build his strength based in Pree Barcel.
‘I should have come here from the start.’
A laugh naturally escaped him.
Since he was reborn as Cheonma, building a Demonic Cult on Earth was practically a duty.
Cheon Gyeong-ho took the fatigue recovery drink in his hand and went out to the hotel room terrace where he was staying.
Streets brightly lit with colorful lighting despite being night.
Countless people coming and going – ordinary people, compatible ones, and awakened.
‘If I absorb them and make them into cult members…’
Their race was different from his.
Their language would be different too.
He had to barely communicate using smartphone translation programs.
However, even here there would be a few people who spoke the Samhan Empire’s language if he looked.
Find them and make them into servants.
Just like when creating The Association, by injecting demonic energy to suppress their souls.
This time a bit more aggressively.
He could see one over there too.
Someone who looked like a Samhan Empire citizen.
Black hair and black eyes, wearing a white coat and looking at him…
“…Huh?”
Cheon Gyeong-ho blinked his eyes incessantly.
‘What?’
Had his judgment become clouded due to trauma?
‘Ki, Kim Tae-ju?’
He looked completely different from the known face.
He must be disguised with transformation techniques.
He was doing the same himself.
However, that guy’s aura flowed out in a way that couldn’t be hidden.
It was him.
That bastard he faced at the Barun Wheat Farm.
Moreover, he was looking this way and smiling broadly.
Tremble tremble tremble tremble.
The hand holding the drink bottle shook.
“Th, that’s impossible.”
Cheon Gyeong-ho, terrified, stepped backward.
* * *
Tae-ju was so delighted that a smile naturally formed.
Cheon Gyeong-ho hurriedly trying to enter the room.
Where are you trying to go?
Tsspit! Tsspipipipipipipit!
Willow Leaf Flying Daggers shooting from his hand like a machine gun.
“Heok!”
Cheon Gyeong-ho leaned his upper body back and rolled into the room.
Hidden weapons passing by, grazing his hair.
‘Th, this bastard, h, how?’
Cheon Gyeong-ho frantically ran toward the hotel room door.
In that moment!
Spot! Thunk! Trrrrrrrr…
A Willow Leaf Flying Dagger was embedded in the hotel room door, trembling violently.
Kim Tae-ju had come.
Right behind him.
“Cheon Gyeong-ho?”
Slowly turning around at the sound calling his name.
“…Who? I, I don’t know that name.”
Tae-ju chuckled.
“Stop fooling around and release your transformation technique. You half-baked Cheonma bastard.”
“Wh, what?”
Noticing the transformation was one thing, but… Cheonma?
He definitely heard it.
The sound of calling him Cheonma.
How did he know this too?
“The Cheonma bastard of Gangho is in Muganjok, and the Cheonma bastard of Earth just runs away.”
Cheon Gyeong-ho was flustered.
Everything had been exposed.
He felt like he was naked.
“You know who I am too.”
“…”
“You must have seen me cast Storm Rain in Barun too.”
“…Jeoldaedokma.”
“That’s right, it’s me.”
Soul connectors had met.
And they clearly knew each other’s identities.
But Storm Rain?
“…Storm Rain, wasn’t it Ten Thousand Heavens Flower Rain?”
“How could I learn something that difficult? I was just imitating it.”
Cheon Gyeong-ho’s head spun for a moment.
It wasn’t Ten Thousand Heavens Flower Rain?
He got scared by mere Storm Rain?
No wonder.
Suddenly confidence surged up.
If it’s not Ten Thousand Heavens Flower Rain…
“Hehehe, so you’re a half-baked Jeoldaedokma.”
“What about you? Have you mastered the Cheonma Divine Art?”
“…”
Cheon Gyeong-ho couldn’t answer.
Because Kim Tae-ju’s words were right.
Anyway, that bastard hadn’t mastered it either.
Then it’s worth trying.
Cheon Gyeong-ho straightened his posture and observed Kim Tae-ju’s movements.
A long coat.
Probably hidden weapons concealed in every corner of his clothes.
‘I just need to avoid the hidden weapons.’
But the terrible killing intent emanating from Kim Tae-ju.
Tingling, enough to raise goosebumps on his forearms.
Somehow he seemed to have gotten stronger.
More than at the Barun Wheat Farm.
“Let me ask you one thing. How did you know I was Cheonma? And this location too.”
“I heard it from myself.”
“…Myself? Ah! You mean Jeoldaedokma Danggumak? A soul connection.”
“Right, he met Cheonma in Muganjok. He asked me to kill you too.”
“Damn it…”
Wait?
The fact that Danggumak met Cheonma means…
“Kekeke, so that terrifying Jeoldaedokma also died and went to hell. This is interesting. Cheonma and Dokma trapped side by side in hell.”
“That’s not right though. Danggumak didn’t die.”
“What?”
“He ascended and became an Immortal.”
“Such ridiculous nonsense!”
Swoosh!
Tae-ju drew the Divine Spirit Dagger from Infinite Space.
Wooooong!
The Divine Spirit Dagger imbued with sacred energy floated in the air.
“Ah!”
Cheon Gyeong-ho felt it with his body.
The auspicious energy emanating from that dagger that seemed like it could easily shatter demonic energy.
“This is a treasure that came from the Immortal Realm.”
Cheon Gyeong-ho felt his mind grow distant just from looking at it.
“The Cheonma bastard connected to your soul is a prisoner of Muganjok, while I’m the soul of an ascended Immortal…”
Tae-ju continued coldly.
“We were never on the same level to begin with.”
Gulp.
Cheon Gyeong-ho swallowed dry saliva.
There was no choice.
‘With all my strength…’
Run away.
The Demonic Cult martial arts acquired through soul connection with Cheonma.
If he poured everything into it, escape would be possible.
Besides, this was downtown with plenty of hostages.
But then.
“How does it feel?”
“What feeling are you talking about?”
“If you share the same soul as Cheonma, you must have heard the rumors floating around Gangho.”
“What…”
“When you’re with Jeoldaedokma, don’t eat, don’t drink, don’t even breathe, especially in enclosed spaces.”
“Ah! Are you talking about poison?”
Cheon Gyeong-ho laughed as if it were ridiculous.
Learning Cheonma Divine Art comes with basic immunity to all poisons.
Because demonic energy blocks the invasion of poison.
This happens even without mastering it completely.
“Hehehe, do you think such poison would work on me?”
“Yeah. It works.”
“Stop talking nonsense. I’m immune to all poisons… Huh?”
Gasp!
Cheon Gyeong-ho’s expression contorted.
The flow of demonic energy was strange.
“Do you realize it now?”
“N-no. Don’t try to trick me! What kind of scheme…”
“Then try moving.”
“How dare you! I’ll kill… Urgh!”
Honweonmusangdokryeongong 10th level’s Toxic Energy Emission.
Immortal energy was imprinted in the Poison Registry, and toxic energy was carried within that immortal energy.
The immortal energy first pierced through the protective barrier of demonic energy.
Then the toxic energy invaded Cheon Gyeong-ho’s body.
Very secretly and viciously.
Already from when they first started talking.
“Kheuk!”
Retch.
Bright red blood spewed from his mouth.
Thud, Cheon Gyeong-ho collapsed.
“Really poisoned? Why…? How?”
He couldn’t even move.
Extreme agony followed, overwhelming him.
His whole body felt like it was melting.
“Save me.”
Cheon Gyeong-ho begged Tae-ju.
“If you save me, I’ll become your servant and, kheuk! serve you until death. Use me as a hunting dog. Whether it’s The Emperor or Geum Su-ho, I’ll kill them all and offer the Samhan Empire to you. Urgh, so please detoxify me…”
A good proposal?
What a ridiculous guy.
“As expected, sociopaths think completely differently from normal people.”
“What…?”
“Do you think I’ve been sitting still all this time because I couldn’t do that, you patricidal bastard!”
Wooong!
Tae-ju’s Poison Registry vibrated intensely.
“There are things you can do and things you shouldn’t do. Normal people all know this, but you’re someone who doesn’t. So just die already!”
The imprinted decomposition poison of Ten Thousand Year Centipede was emitted.
The extreme poison of the Yoma Realm.
“Please, please…”
Sizzle sizzle sizzle!
His organs began melting first.
Stomach, heart, liver, lungs…
So while his outer appearance remained intact, his insides became a handful of toxic liquid.
“…Kuk.”
Cheon Gyeong-ho died just like that.
The corpse was put into Infinite Space.
Now only one Cheonma remained.
As a prisoner of Muganjok.
‘Should I head back now?’
Swoosh!
Tae-ju retracted the poison he had released.
He cleaned the hotel room floor spotlessly.
Suddenly!
A somehow familiar scent wafted into Tae-ju’s nostrils.
‘Hm?’
He looked around to find where it was coming from.
Then he spotted a small bottle that had fallen on the floor.
It was the drink that Cheon Gyeong-ho had been drinking when he came out to the terrace earlier.
‘Could this be…’
That scent was right.
It had fallen on the floor and spilled completely.
‘Are there any more?’
Tae-ju opened the hotel room refrigerator.
Inside were 10 bottles of drinks with the exact same appearance.
He opened one and tried drinking it.
‘No doubt about it.’
It was Vitality Boost.
However, the brand name wasn’t Vitality Boost but ‘Vital Juice’.
‘Where was this made?’
The country of manufacture written on the label.
Made in R.O.A
In other words, Republic of America, the American Republic.
‘Could it be a copy?’
Tae-ju put the remaining drinks into the Infinite Space.
Let’s go back and investigate this first.
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