Chapter 5: Yeorum / Summer (1) (2/2)
Those were helpful words. Yu Jitae thought for a bit before giving a reply.
“Come over when I call you.”
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After that Yu Jitae headed towards Africa, the Barren Lands.
Ever since the New Era, the desolate continent turned into an area that became more and more difficult for people to live in. In the midst of a large desert that was at least dozens of times larger than the Republic of Korea, Yu Jitae walked towards a group of superhumans.
“Let’s have a chat.”
“Which bastard are you! How dare you come…!”
The Red Dragon had hidden its aura. Even the Regressor couldn’t immediately locate a dragon with a hidden aura straight after crossing the borders, and had to carry his feet around. He had gone around a dozen or so locations, but there still weren’t any results. After making the superhumans submit with a few punches, Yu Jitae asked.
“Oi.”
Language wasn’t an issue, because Yu Jitae also had [Fallen Babel (S)].
“Have you seen the Fighter of the Night?”
Fighter of the Night was an alias the Red Dragon used when it was active in Africa.
“Ukk…! N, no I haven’t.”
When the superhuman replied, Yu Jitae’s left eye started being painted in a blue light.
[Eyes of Equilibrium (SS)]
It was one of the three Authorities stolen from the Archduke of the Demon World, an eye that could distinguish the target’s nature of good and evil, the authenticity in their words and the favourability held by the target.
“Do not avoid my eyes.”
Yu Jitae stared deeply into the superhuman’s eyes. Feeling the gaze that seemed to pierce through his heart, the man felt like everything he had was being seen through and wetted his pants.
Soon after, a status screen appeared inside Yu Jitae’s head.
[False]
This kid.
Yu Jitae, who was already annoyed from going around in vain, formed an indifferent expression, and soon a scream was heard.
“Uaaaaaak!”
And around the time the sun was about to set, Yu Jitae was able to track the Red Dragon. He could sense its aura a short distance away from himself.
When he gave a phone call, Bom who had received the call used [Teleport (S)] to appear right next to him.
“Did you find her already?”
“Yeah. But the situation isn’t looking that great.”
Following his words, Bom also turned towards the place Yu Jitae was facing.
“That’s true.”
From afar, sounds of explosions could be heard on repeat. There currently must be a huge fight happening.
“Stay here for now. Don’t get caught up in their fight.”
“Yes.”
Leaving Bom behind, Yu Jitae headed towards the place where the fights were happening and found superhumans wearing facemasks that only revealed their eyes. There were roughly ten or so of them, and judging from the pattern drawn behind their backs, they appeared to be a fighting organisation under the SAN.
They carried large spears and surrounded someone in the middle and were cooperating against it. The one in the middle of all that was a woman wearing a wooden mask.
“Javelin!”
“Yes!”
In response to the masked man’s words, a javelin tosser in the back that had been concentrating his mana twisted his back and tossed it in a posture that seemed to be from a painting.
[Lightning Strike (B)]
The spear enveloped by lightning darkened its surroundings and headed towards the girl wearing a wooden mask. It was fast, and oppressive. In that situation which even a high-ranked superhuman would be pressured by, the Wooden Mask reached its hand out to grab the shaft of the spear.
Chwaruruk–!
However, the explosion from the lightning grazed the wooden mask which then immediately dropped off. Then, the face behind the mask was revealed.
Its white skin seemed to have been sculpted from white jade and the crimson lips resembled blood. Her beautiful nose and the eyes with heavy double eyelids had madness lurking within. Behind all that, the red ruby-like hair flickered in the sunset.
The moment the face that appeared to be of a girl in her late teens, just like Bom, appeared from behind the mask, all the masked superhumans halted their movements.
In the past, in an unknown round of regression, an artist saw a dragon’s beauty and said the following: “It is a beauty that broadens the humans’ concept of aesthetics.”
And that appearance had shown itself right in front of them.
“Hah, f*ck…”
But a crude voice that crushed their emotions escaped its lips. Swinging the spear in its hands, the Red Dragon spoke.
“Oppas, I don’t show my face that often. ‘Cuz I hate seeing people stop and do shit like this.”
“Y, you…! What in the world are you!”
“Why do you want to know. Do you want to come visit my house?”
The Red Dragon then began laughing in a low voice.
“If you want to, come during the dawn. Let’s play together, quietly.”
Along with those words, it licked someone’s blood that remained on the spear and began chortling. It was clearly a provocation.
As insane as always, thought Yu Jitae – those were his honest thoughts.
The commander that had finally come to his senses shouted.
“This is the bastard’s magic! Do not get dazed by it!”
“Hatt…!”
“Yes!”
“Don’t be careless and slowly tighten the encirclement!”
That was the start of round 2. Swords and spears flew by, as masses of fire and ice fell. However, the Red Dragon was stronger than them. It immediately defeated the entire crowd of masked men and tossed the spear in its hand.
The spear flew towards Yu Jitae who was standing next to the rock in the desert. He tilted his head slightly and dodged it.
“You dodged that?”
With a grin, it jumped towards Yu Jitae. The longsword in its waist flew forward with an oppressive force but Yu Jitae grabbed it with his bare hand. Amusingly, the strike filled with mana was stopped by the man’s hand way too easily.
The Red Dragon’s eyes enlarged.
Yu Jitae did not stop there and pulled the sword in as the small body then helplessly followed the pulling force. The dragon went “uhh?” and hurriedly let go of the sword, before falling back with haste.
When the two of them stood face to face once again, mischief had vanished from the Red Dragon’s face.
“…You, what are you?”
The life of the red race revolved around searching endlessly for those stronger than itself and due to that, they could get a grasp of their opponent’s power level. According to its senses, the man was strong – strong to the level that it could not dare reach.
“Nice to meet you.”
Yu Jitae gave a greeting. His voice resembled that of a stiff broomstick dusting a dried up land.