The Regressed SSS-Rank Supporter Who Turned Dark - Chapter 76

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#Episode 76
Alpha Team of the Navy UDT/SEAL, along with other units, infiltrated the hotel and began their search and sweep operations.
Just because they were Navy Special Forces didn’t mean they only operated at sea.
UDT/SEAL was, quite literally, SEAL.
Sea, Air, and Land.
They were an all-weather special operations unit that operated across sea, air, and land without distinction.
‘Fortunately, it’s the Navy.’
Eun-sung smiled as he confirmed that the team he’d infiltrated was indeed the Navy UDT/SEAL.
He had learned naval tactics from his Father before, and he’d coordinated with them more than once or twice.
That’s why he was familiar with the hand signals the Navy special forces used and their own coordinated movements.
Inside the hotel.
‘An opportunity….’
Eun-sung moved alongside Alpha Team, watching intently for his chance.
Since everyone had their faces covered with balaclavas and goggles, none of the operatives noticed Eun-sung’s presence yet.
But it was only a matter of time before he was discovered.
These weren’t people to be trifled with, after all.
‘Now.’
As Eun-sung rounded a corner with the operatives, he quietly slipped away from the group.
“Hands up!”
“Drop your weapon!”
“Damn it!”
Bang bang! Bang bang bang!
“Argh!”
The moment they turned the corner, a brief firefight erupted between the Nine-Tail Crew members and Alpha Team.
Though calling it a firefight was generous—Alpha Team simply eliminated the Nine-Tail Crew members.
Thanks to the commotion, no one noticed Eun-sung had vanished.
‘The stairs are too risky.’
It was obvious that Defense Strategy Department hunters and soldiers would be guarding every stairwell.
‘No choice then.’
Eun-sung headed for the nearest elevator.
He had no intention of riding it.
The moment the doors slid open, a cool draft rushed up from the gaping shaft below.
After that, it was simple.
All he had to do was grab the wire rope inside the shaft and climb up using it like a tightrope.
Of course, it was dangerous.
If he lost his grip on the rope, he could plummet dozens of meters below, or if the elevator suddenly activated, he’d be crushed to death.
But if he worried about such things, he wouldn’t be able to work as a hunter in the first place.
Inside the dim shaft.
Eun-sung was crawling up through the elevator shaft, gripping the rope.
– Young Master, I’m here.
Lumos’s voice reached me.
It came from the space between the top floor where Golden Sun was located and the level below it.
“Huh?”
There was an elevator door.
This was a floor that shouldn’t have existed in the first place.
‘These lunatics never cease to amaze me.’
I clicked my tongue inwardly.
Golden Sun was a space built through repeated illegal expansions, funded by bribes to district office officials and high-ranking government figures.
And they’d even gone so far as to construct a hidden floor on top of all that.
‘Any threats inside?’
– There doesn’t appear to be anything that would pose a significant danger to you, Young Master.
‘Thank you, sir.’
I expressed my gratitude to Lumos and opened the hidden floor.
The interior was immaculate.
The chandelier lighting was bright, and the walls and floor were finished with warm-toned marble tiles.
Judging by how my footsteps echoed, the space appeared completely empty.
Shing!
I drew Slaughter’s Reverie from its sheath.
Lumos had said there was nothing dangerous, but I couldn’t afford to be careless.
The blade had lost its luster—all its blood essence depleted after the bloom.
Woom, woooom.
Slaughter’s Reverie wailed like a starving beast.
Hungry….
I’m starving….
Not enough blood….
Kill… humans….
‘Shut up.’
My will crushed the sword’s hunger.
‘This won’t do for long-term use.’
I decided to replace Slaughter’s Reverie with another spirit blade soon.
Slaughter’s Reverie was powerful, and its destructive potential when bloomed was immense.
But the bloom conditions were finicky, and it had a fatal flaw: it incited the user toward murder.
‘Conditional weapons are a hassle.’
In truth, what bothered me more than the murder impulses it triggered was the prerequisite of accumulating blood essence.
– Young Master, there’s someone in the adjacent room.
Lumos’s voice reached me again.
I didn’t really need Lumos’s warning anyway.
Rustle, rustle.
I could already hear movement coming from the slightly ajar doorway.
‘Three, two… one.’
Eun-sung quietly pushed open the door and slipped inside the room.
* * *
“Damn it. Damn it all.”
“What are you doing?”
“Can’t you see? I’m grabbing what we need and getting the hell out of here.”
Yeom Taek-su, who was gathering equipment from the armory, answered irritably to someone’s question.
“I’m dying busy here and you’re asking stupid questions, stupid questions. You grab your gear too and shake everything loose and bolt… huh?”
Yeom Taek-su realized something was wrong and his expression went blank.
“But who… Gasp!”
Startled, Yeom Taek-su gasped for air.
Eun-sung.
The madman who’d single-handedly demolished the Nine-Tail Crew yesterday and today was smiling.
“Damn, damn it!”
Yeom Taek-su was about to insert a live magazine into his rifle.
Eun-sung casually held up a switch.
It was the detonator for the one-kilogram TNT block wrapped around Yeom Taek-su’s inner thigh.
“Should I press it?”
“N-no, sir.”
Yeom Taek-su slowly lowered his rifle.
“There’s a problem here.”
“Y-yes…?”
“If you’re lucky enough to survive, you should crawl back on your own two feet and report. That’s how it should work.”
“I-I’m sorry. It’s my negligence….”
Yeom Taek-su bowed his head deeply and apologized in a trembling voice.
Just before the lights in the Main Hall went out.
At that time, someone like Yeom Taek-su was the furthest thing from my mind.
I didn’t even know he was gone, but here he was.
For Yeom Taek-su, who’d managed to escape to a safe place in the chaos, this was an unfortunate turn of events.
“What is this place?”
“It’s a safe and a breeding ground, sir.”
“A breeding ground…?”
“That is… where we keep things confined….”
Thud!
“Kwaaaaagh!”
Yeom Taek-su flew backward with a sound like a slaughtered pig as Eun-sung’s kick connected.
“Say it again.”
“Y-yes…?”
“What you just said. Say it again.”
“Where we keep things confined breeding g… Kwaaaaagh!”
Thwack! Thwack thwack thwack!
My merciless kicks crushed Yeom Taek-su into the ground.
“I’m sorry! I’m so sorry!”
Yeom Taek-su, sprawled flat on his belly, wept and begged desperately, hands and feet flailing.
“I don’t need your apologies. Stop groveling and explain again.”
“This is where we keep the kidnapped people locked up… and brainwash them using Overdrive. Ugh!”
“Say something like that in front of me one more time. I’ll disassemble you alive.”
“Gasp!”
Yeom Taek-su’s face drained of all color.
“What about the others?”
“There are none right now. The failed… ah, no! If anyone fails, they come back here, but there’s no one today…”
“Enough. What’s this about a vault?”
“It’s literally a vault. We store money, bonds, Etherium, items, runes, things like that…”
“Is that so?”
My eyes gleamed with interest.
“Show me the way.”
“…”
Yeom Taek-su hesitated.
“Why aren’t you answering?”
“Well, it’s just…”
“…?”
“Could you perhaps give me a small share…?”
In that instant.
Slash!
A crimson arc severed Yeom Taek-su’s left arm.
Thud!
The tattooed forearm, marked with irezumi patterns, tumbled across the floor.
Gush!
Blood sprayed out like a fountain.
“Aaaaaaahhhhh―!”
Yeom Taek-su screamed, clutching at the severed stump.
Buzz!
Butcher’s Joy, catching the scent of blood, shrieked and writhed in my grip.
“You see this?”
I thrust Butcher’s Joy in front of Yeom Taek-su’s face.
“It wants me to kill you. What should I do?”
“I’m sorry! Please spare me! Ugh, ugh!”
“You should be grateful just to be alive.”
“Gasp!”
I pressed my knee into the back of Yeom Taek-su’s neck and pulled out a tourniquet.
Crack!
“Aaaaaaahhhhh!”
As the tourniquet compressed Yeom Taek-su’s severed arm, a scream tore from his throat.
“Bear with it. It’s supposed to hurt.”
“Grrrraahhh!”
“Crying over losing one arm.”
Crack!
“Aaaaaaahhhhh!”
Yeom Taek-su writhed in agony.
‘This lunatic bastard! One arm? You son of a bitch! I lost an arm and you’re telling me not to cry? What the hell is wrong with you!’
Such thoughts remained locked behind his teeth.
Yeom Taek-su did not want to die.
* * *
Paragon City, situated near Yeongjong Island, had once been one of the most prestigious mega-resort complexes in Incheon and across South Korea.
Luxurious indoor and outdoor swimming pools, grand concert halls, exclusive casinos for foreigners, upscale shopping arcades—
Paragon City, with its scale as if an entire city had been transplanted wholesale, had served as a landmark of Yeongjong Island alongside Incheon International Airport.
But today, Paragon City was the headquarters of the Incheon Alliance, one of South Korea’s five major clans and the true power controlling the Incheon region.
Baek Do-hyuk.
Callsign: Godfather.
Former fighter and organized crime boss.
He had leveraged the Incheon Alliance’s formidable wealth to purchase Paragon City outright and build his kingdom.
The phrase “build a kingdom” was no exaggeration whatsoever.
Baek Do-hyuk had made the hotel his residence, relocating his clan members and their families into it.
Beyond that, associates and laborers entangled in the various enterprises the Incheon Alliance operated also dwelled within Paragon City.
As a result, Paragon City’s population had swelled to nearly ten thousand.
In the indoor swimming pool of that Paragon City.
“Ahhh.”
Baek Do-hyuk, reclining on a sun lounger, exhaled cigar smoke with leisurely indulgence.
Around him, several scantily clad beauties massaged his body, their hands moving softly across skin covered in irezumi tattoos.
Demons, carp, headless spirits—the tattoos etched into his flesh seemed to writhe with life.
On the surface, it resembled the leisure of a wealthy magnate, but what lay before him told a different story entirely.
The pool water was dyed crimson.
Severed arms and legs bobbed across the blood-reeking surface, alongside a decapitated head.
And before it all….
“P-please, Chairman! Spare me! I beg you! I was wrong! Please! Pleeeease….”
A man, torn to shreds with only breath clinging to him, pleaded desperately.
Suspended upside down from an execution platform erected in the center of the pool….
Baek Do-hyuk savored the man’s screams as he drew on his cigar.
“Tsk. I told you, didn’t I.”
Baek Do-hyuk spoke, exhaling cigar smoke.
“When you work, do it cleanly. All for a few measly won, and now people are talking….”
Right at that moment.
Buzz.
Baek Do-hyuk cut off mid-sentence to answer his phone.
“…What? Explain it to me in detail.”
As the call continued, his expression gradually twisted.
Sizzzzle….
The thick Cuban cigar in his hand burned to ash in the blink of an eye.
“Tch. Golden Sun got raided? By the Defense Strategy Department?”
Hisssss!
A dense emerald ether surged violently from Baek Do-hyuk.
The blood-tinted water of the swimming pool churned, waves rippling across its surface.
Crack, crackle!
Fissures spread across the surrounding tiles, shattering in real time.
“Ugh!”
“Ah! O-oppa!”
The beautiful women who had been massaging him collapsed one by one, but Baek Do-hyuk paid them no mind.
“Find out what happened.”
Baek Do-hyuk commanded.
“And compile a list. Round up every bastard involved and string them up on the Incheon Bridge.”
Boom!
His phone shattered, unable to withstand his grip strength.

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