Chapter 152. Family, and Family (1)
“Don’t call me by that name!”
“I already threw it away!”
The moment he heard his old codename, Yukgap shouted in anger.
His body swelled with a series of cracking sounds.
Yukgap fully released his beast form as well.
In an instant, he transformed into a massive cheetah standing on two legs.
Gripping a dagger in each hand, he rushed toward No. 2 at incredible speed.
“You still haven’t fixed that habit of blindly charging in while relying on speed.”
No. 2 calmly muttered as he swiftly avoided Yukgap’s attack.
The fact that his fighting style had been seen through immediately irritated Yukgap.
“Shut up!”
Yukgap raised his dagger and aimed for No. 2’s neck.
No. 2’s eyes flashed.
He grabbed Yukgap’s descending arm and twisted it sharply.
Yukgap had already been building up his acceleration.
Unable to withstand the sudden interruption, he lost his balance and staggered.
“Your acceleration ability is powerful.”
“But once you activate it, you have difficulty stopping.”
As No. 2 spoke, he flipped Yukgap over and slammed him hard into the floor.
A sharp pain shot through Yukgap’s spine.
“Ghk!”
No. 2 looked down at him coldly.
“I taught you how to fight.”
“I can see exactly what you’re going to do.”
“Hah... really?”
Yukgap sprang smoothly back to his feet.
“Then you should also know how stubborn I am.”
He leaped up as though nothing had happened, raised his daggers again, and faced No. 2.
No. 2 spoke flatly.
“Move.”
“Alpha wants Victoria Frankenstein.”
“There are no orders concerning you.”
“Can’t do that.”
Yukgap breathed heavily.
“Victoria is my owner.”
“Owner?”
No. 2 looked genuinely confused.
“Did we ever have such a thing?”
“At least I do.”
No. 2 was a weapon to his very bones.
He stood in a position commanding all the Archons.
Yukgap had never expected him to understand.
But one thing was certain.
He had to protect Victoria.
“Yukgap!”
“I hacked it!”
Victoria’s excited voice came from behind him.
Apparently, she had successfully hacked the emergency escape boat system.
Yukgap immediately brightened.
“Nice!”
The escape boat activated.
A passage leading toward the sea began opening.
The moment No. 2 saw it, hostility surged across his face.
“Grrrrrrrr...”
He growled low and bared his sharp fangs.
There was a predator’s relentless persistence in him.
He looked ready to capture them and drag them back to Alpha no matter what it took.
If they delayed any longer, the other Archons chasing them might catch up.
“Where are you looking?!”
Yukgap charged at No. 2, determined to buy time.
No. 2 frowned and quickly deflected the attacks coming at him.
“How many times must I say it?”
“I can see through every one of your attacks!”
“I am the Commander!”
“I was created to control all of you!”
Yukgap gradually increased the speed of his attacks.
“No. 2.”
“You were made to command all of us.”
“All your abilities are balanced around the middle.”
“Do you know what that means?”
“What are you trying to say?”
No. 2 asked, not understanding.
Yukgap practically screamed the answer.
“It means you’re average at everything!”
“You don’t have a single special ability!”
The hand holding Yukgap’s dagger began moving faster.
No. 2, who had been holding his ground, slowly started being pushed back.
“Ugh!”
“You’re not as strong in one-on-one combat as No. 3!”
“You’re not as good at fighting crowds as No. 4!”
“You’re not specialized in close combat like No. 5!”
“You’re not as cunning as No. 7!”
“And you can’t glide like No. 8!”
Yukgap’s blades drew strange curves as they came in without pause.
The attacks grew faster and faster until No. 2 could no longer block them properly.
His expression twisted.
“Th-This technique...!”
It was a technique No. 2 had never taught him.
Delicate.
Sharp.
And relentlessly persistent.
Four strikes per second.
Sixteen.
Thirty-two.
Sixty-four.
One hundred and twenty-eight.
Blades moving beyond the speed of sound crashed down on No. 2 like a violent storm.
“You’re not specialized for a particular environment like No. 9!”
“You’re not as tough as No. 10!”
“You don’t use your head like No. 11!”
“And you’re not huge like No. 12!”
“Aaaaaagh!”
No. 2 was completely swallowed by the barrage and screamed in pain.
Yukgap’s furious slashes carved wide arcs across his body.
Then Yukgap roared,
“So stop acting superior, you bland, flavorless lump of gray konjac!”
After being overwhelmed by the nonstop attacks, No. 2 collapsed to the floor covered in blood.
“Ghhh...”
Yukgap tightly gripped his bloodstained daggers and glared down at him.
“At least my knife skills didn’t come from you.”
“I trained them myself in the kitchen as a chef.”
