Chapter 48

Chapter 48

Incheon Port, South Korea.

Twenty Chinese people who had secretly entered Korea from China stepped onto the ground.

"What an irritating little country."

The person leading the Chinese Returnees,

Guo Chong,

lit a cigarette and showed his annoyance.

He was a member of the National People's Congress.

After being demoted because of what happened with Tenzin,

he had now been assigned this mission.

"You useless trash, hurry up and get out here."

At Guo Chong's shout,

people began leaving the ship.

Every one of them looked strange.

Half monster,

half human.

They were Chinese Returnees.

Their number was significant.

China had the second-largest population in the world after India.

Naturally,

it also possessed a far larger number of Returnees.

However,

China was a communist country.

Under its dictatorship,

the rights of ordinary citizens were already weak.

The same applied to Returnees.

To Guo Chong, who worked for the Chinese government,

Returnees were nothing more than monsters.

Nothing more,

nothing less.

"Do not call us that."

One Returnee quietly stepped forward.

A horn with a blue-green shine like carved jade.

Jade-colored scales covering half his face.

Smooth skin and sharply defined features.

A man with a strange beauty.

[Qilin (麒麟)]

No one knew his real name.

But one thing was certain.

To the Chinese Returnees,

Qilin was both a hero and a leader.

He had rescued more Returnees from the Chinese government than anyone else.

"Huh?"

Guo Chong looked dumbfounded by Qilin's attitude.

He clenched his fist

and glared.

"What did you just say, you piece of trash? Do you want to be executed?"

"We came here because of a deal, not because we received your orders."

Qilin remained calm despite Guo Chong's attitude.

"Ha. Hahaha. Fine. That's how you want to act?"

Guo Chong smiled with a face full of anger.

"Then make sure you kill Baek Cheon-myeong."

"If you fail, not only all of you, but every Returnee still inside the laboratories will be executed."

With that,

Guo Chong boarded the ship again.

"And that includes killing everyone connected to Baek Cheon-myeong."

He left those final words behind

and departed.

"Tch!"

"What a piece of garbage."

The moment Guo Chong disappeared,

the Returnees cursed him.

They had suffered horribly at the hands of the Chinese government.

There was no way they would like Guo Chong.

But they couldn't disobey the Chinese government.

There was only one reason.

The Returnee test subjects still hidden by China.

To them,

other Returnees were their people.

To save others who had suffered the same fate,

they had no choice but to follow China's wishes.

"Enough. We only need to do what we came here to do."

At Qilin's words,

the Returnees straightened.

This mission was a chance for them to save their people.

China's greatest recent problem.

S-Rank Hunter Baek Cheon-myeong.

If they killed him,

they could save countless Returnees.

"Qilin, they told us to kill everyone connected to Baek Cheon-myeong too. What will we do?"

"We kill only Baek Cheon-myeong. That is enough."

The Chinese Returnees bowed their heads at Qilin's answer.

Among them,

Qilin was respected enough to be called a Great Hero.

He was known as a man of excellent character.

His righteous way of thinking served as a guide to the Chinese Returnees.

"Qilin, do you think the government will keep its promise?"

"If they don't, I will force them to."

"That's right. We only need to trust Qilin."

"We just need to finish our work properly."

Every Returnee supported him.

Their trust in Qilin was incredibly deep.

"We can talk about that later. We finish this within today and return."

"Yes."

The Returnees began moving immediately.

Speed was everything.

They wanted to rescue their captured companions as soon as possible.

They had no intention of wasting time.

The drive from Incheon to Seoul took roughly fifty minutes.

The Returnees were moving even faster than that.

Then,

"Hmm?"

One of the running Returnees narrowed his eyes.

Something was approaching from far away.

Something moving at incredible speed.

He narrowed his eyes to see what it was.

Then they slowly widened.

Long black hair whipped violently with the speed.

Beneath that hair,

crimson eyes shone.

Everyone present knew that man's face.

"B, B, Baek Cheon-myeong!"

"What?"

The other Chinese Returnees turned in shock.

They found Baek Cheon-myeong running directly toward them.

Confusion spread across their faces.

The target they had come to kill was personally running toward them.

Naturally,

they couldn't understand the situation.

But their response was fast.

Qilin was the first to slam his foot down and stop.

"He came to us himself. Good."

Crackle!

Blue-green sparks spread around his clenched fist.

"Everyone, prepare for battle!"

The Returnees drew their biological weapons.

Red muscular blades.

Long spearheads growing through their skin.

Greatswords made from spine-like bone.

Red biological cannons.

Every weapon looked grotesque.

China had wanted only one thing from its Returnees.

To use them as weapons of war.

That was why China had performed endless cruel experiments on them.

As a result,

their bodies had been fitted with countless biological weapons.

Their appearances were horrifying enough that they could barely be called human.

But for their people,

they were willing to use those weapons.

Click!

"Firing!"

One Returnee launched biological missiles.

Whoooooosh!

Dozens of missiles zigzagged through the air toward Baek Cheon-myeong.

Ahead of them,

Baek Cheon-myeong drew the wooden sword at his waist.

Tap.

The moment he kicked the ground,

he twisted his body.

BOOOOOOM!

Each time the wooden sword touched a missile at an angle,

an explosion erupted.

The missiles shattered into fragments

and fell miserably across the ground.

Another Chinese Returnee fired a heat ray.

The beam shot forward in a straight line.

Baek Cheon-myeong swung his wooden sword downward.

CRAAAAACK!

The heat ray split in two

and poured past him on both sides.

The divided beam was powerful enough to devastate the surroundings.

But it couldn't harm Baek Cheon-myeong at all.

BOOOOM!

The next attack was different.

A blue-green bolt of lightning suddenly fell from the sky.

For the first time,

Baek Cheon-myeong stepped backward to dodge.

He stopped completely despite having been charging forward at full speed,

then turned his sword in his hand.

Qilin stood in front of him

with one hand extended.

"Long-range fighters provide support. Close-range fighters, maintain formation."

At Qilin's command,

the Chinese Returnees moved with perfect discipline.

They surrounded Baek Cheon-myeong in an instant.

Crackle!

At the same time,

electricity flashed across Qilin's entire body.

His eyes narrowed.

He couldn't sense much of a presence from Baek Cheon-myeong.

It felt as if he were facing something that wasn't human.

"How did you know we were coming?"

Qilin didn't expect an answer.

He assumed Baek Cheon-myeong wouldn't understand Chinese.

Then Baek Cheon-myeong suddenly smiled.

"Even if I told you, would you understand?"

Qilin's eyes slowly widened.

Chinese?

Baek Cheon-myeong could speak Chinese?

But there was something even stranger.

A woman's voice?

A beautiful woman's voice had come from him.

Was Baek Cheon-myeong actually a woman?

Or...

A trap?

The situation made no sense.

Still,

Qilin quickly made a decision.

First, eliminate this person. Then retreat and understand the situation.

Qilin swung his hand downward again.

Lightning fell from the sky.

At the same time,

the Returnees kicked off the ground.

Just as they were about to attack Baek Cheon-myeong all at once,

"Wow."

Baek Cheon-myeong looked up at the falling lightning

and slowly lowered his sword.

"You're targeting the Heavenly Slaughter Star with only this?"

Then the vision of every Returnee turned black.

Splash!

Qilin's eyes opened wide.

It felt like he was sinking into an endless deep sea.

Water?

He grabbed his throat

and struggled.

What was happening?

His vision had suddenly gone dark,

and now he was sinking.

Glug, glug.

Feeling himself running out of oxygen,

he clenched his fist.

He didn't know what had happened,

but he had clearly been caught in some kind of skill.

Then he needed to do something.

CRACKLE!

Huge amounts of electricity burst from his hand.

Blue-green sparks flashed through the darkness.

The lightning spread outward,

tearing through the blackness.

But for an instant,

what appeared wasn't a wall or a floor.

It was a black space without end.

Qilin's body stiffened.

He couldn't move even one finger.

His instincts screamed.

This place was dangerous.

CRACKLE!

An enormous amount of electricity exploded from his body.

Sparks flew endlessly,

crossing the space like lightning.

Qilin's veins swelled until they looked ready to burst.

He pushed his strength so hard

that every muscle in his body spasmed.

BOOOOOOM!

Blue-green light exploded.

Qilin struggled madly.

But the darkness didn't move.

It only continued pulling him downward.

"Ghk... gah..."

His breathing slowly stopped.

Qilin felt his consciousness fading

and slowly reached out.

He couldn't die.

Not like this.

The moment he realized death was approaching,

Splash.

He dropped somewhere along with thick black liquid.

"Cough! Cough!"

He thrashed as oxygen finally returned to his lungs.

For a long time,

he remained with his head against the ground,

gasping for breath.

Then something entered the edge of his vision.

An enormous coffin whose purpose he couldn't understand.

Before it stood a chair made of black liquid.

A masked man sat quietly upon it.

It was difficult to tell the man's build.

His body was wrapped in a robe made from the same material as the chair.

Only the mask seemed to float within the black space.

The moment Qilin saw him,

a nameless chill ran through his body.

It felt as though he had touched something he never should have touched.

Qilin slowly rose,

his entire body tense.

"...What did you do to my people?"

Rather than asking who the masked person was,

he asked about his companions first.

Very fitting for a man who supposedly cared only about his people.

After hearing the question,

"Sigh."

a short breath came from behind the mask.

It was a sigh filled with annoyance and contempt.

"Are you worried that the assets you invested in might be damaged?"

Qilin's face froze for a completely different reason.

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