Chapter 181: Not this bastard 1 (1/2)
[Michael Jones, the Monarch of Gambling has committed suicide after his entire fortunes tank.]
[A file was found after his suicide. Will the route for the illegal organ sale that had been covered in a veil be revealed?]
[The Monarch of Pollution's excavation team, Stra, continues to face accidents for some reason. Have they been cursed?]
[TKBM's new business factory has evaporated.]
[Nostradamus, the Monarch of Fate, has faced a calamity in the middle of the night while sleeping.]
[International Soccer Star, the Monarch of Doping injures his leg through a questionable accident. Unable to participate in the World Cup.]
[The Monarch of Delicacies was found in a state of starvation.]
[The Monarch of Evangelism’s Middle East IS terrorist organization has suddenly disbanded while leaving a questionable message behind.]
The world was in uproar. It was because of the rumors about a terrible curse.
[A series of odd accidents. Is this already the tenth incident?]
[Famous businesses, organizations, criminal organizations have all been harmed.]
[Their crimes are being revealed in the process.]
The number of civilian artifact users were exponentially increasing in the world.
That wasn't all. Items created by using artifacts were starting to appear in the world as well. That was how the world’s interest in artifacts was slowly increasing.
However…
‘Accidents to the forerunners in the artifact world…’
People did not think that these incidents were mere accidents.
Why?
[There were suspicious masks placed on the faces of all victims.]
There were these masks of unknown origin. A suspicious man had appeared at each of the locations as well.
In the middle of a dark night in a warehouse full of containers…
”Evan Goldman, age 34. Born October 17. Occupation, Drug Broker. You are the person who received John Smith's request, correct?”
“Y, yes?”
A man with bronze skin wearing all black always appeared in front of the victims regardless of the time or day.
That was the same right now.
“You accepted the request and took the money but feigned ignorance, how despicable.”
“Ho, who the hell are you? Who the fuck do you think you are……?!”
‘Who am I?’
“I am that John Smith.”
“!”
The man took a step back as soon as he heard that.
But Anubis was approaching him as if to take the person's soul.
“It’s been a few weeks since I paid you to assassinate Seo Ju-Heon. Why the hell have you not done anything?”
“A, aaaahhh!”
The man screamed in fear after looking at this man who resembled the grim reaper.
”W, what are you talking about?! It is just not the right time yet; we’ve been preparing for it! Seo Ju-Heon that bastard will die in a few days…ugh!”
“L, let go of… ugh!”
It felt as powerful as a crane. Anubis, who had lifted the man up, crossed his arms and sighed.
“Yes, yes. Now that I think about it, I wouldn't be out here doing this if all of you had just done your jobs.”
He looked a bit angry, but it didn't matter.
The past was the past.
“I will give you another opportunity. I will give you new information about Seo Ju-Heon and a commission of 100 million dollars. Do you accept?”
Anubis motioned with his hand. The rope that had followed Anubis opened a 007-style briefcase.
Clunk!
There were piles of dollar bills inside.
The man foamed at the mouth.
‘Holy shit, how much is that?!’
There was no way a human would not be shaken by the seduction of money.
The man started to shout.
“Fine! Just wait! All we need to do is kill that Seo Ju-Heon bastard, right? We will also bring you all of that bastard’s artifacts in the process! A, are we good?”
Anubis started to smile.
‘As expected of humans.’
“No. You will be executed. You talked shit about my master.”
A vicious aura started to appear behind Anubis.
Boom!
“Ahhhhh!”
The roaring aura shook the ground and destroyed the items nearby.
[A Tomb Appearance is affecting the nearby area in a 50m radius.]
The only place an artifact could use its full power without its master was during a Tomb Appearance. That was why all artifacts caused Tomb Appearances to use their full strength.
This was the same for Anubis.
[The power of the god of the afterlife is descending.]
[The power of the god of the afterlife is descending.]
Of course, it didn't create a large tomb. Artifacts needed quite a lot of materials to create large tombs that were the size of dungeons.
They just needed to create a level 1 (Boundary-Grade) tomb to make it easy to act!
Basically, they were creating a barrier.
Boom!
“Aaah!”
Egyptian hieroglyphics started to appear on the ground.
This was the incantation from the Book of the Dead.
Anubis had a cold smile on his face.
“Punishment to those who bother the peaceful rest of my master.”
A sticky black liquid violently shot up from underneath the man’s feet.
Booboboboooooooooom!
“Ahhhhh! My face, my face!”
The liquid that struck the man’s face turned into a suspicious mask.
“Mmph, mmph, what is this?!”
This was the Mask of Tutankhamun.
“Ahhhhh! Aaah!”
The curse had started.
Tutankhamun’s artifact was a curse-type artifact. It would stick to the person’s face and bring forth some kind of curse.
The most likely curse was the change to a person’s age.
“I’m sorry, I'm sooooorry! Stoooooooooop!”
The man’s screams echoed through the warehouse and the man turned into an old man and then a mummy.
Anubis, who had taken care of one more person, grinded his teeth as he sighed.
There were still too many humans to handle.
‘Damn it, why did I have to send out the hit request to so many people for no reason?’
Someone poked at Anubis’s leg at that moment.
“!”
He turned around to see the rope that had taken care of things for Anubis.
The rope’s eyes were sparkling as it looked up at Anubis.
[#$&#!]
My pay for my part-time job today! My pay!
Anubis groaned and took out his wallet from his pocket.
The rope must have learned from Ju-Heon(?) as it had started a weird part-time job.
Well, it had originally ripped anybody and everybody other than Ju-Heon off for hundreds of millions of won, but it was eventually caught by Ju-Heon and scolded.
‘You can rip as much money off people as you want. That is great to see. But don’t rip my slaves off too much. They’re too pitiful. Rip other people off if you want to rip people off.’
Maybe that was the reason.
[$#&$!]
My pay! My pay!
“Fine. Take it.”
The rope was extremely happy to receive a 500 won coin.
[#$&#&!]
I got my pay! I got it!
How long will it take to gather 100 million dollars at this rate, but it didn’t matter.
He had his own things to deal with.
“Okay, next……”
Anubis sighed and quickly flipped the document over to find the next target.
He would be in trouble with Ju-Heon if he was late.
[31St victim has been located.]