Chapter 18 (1/2)

Kwajik!

The massive middle-kick struck the knife-tailed macaque in the temple. It was an attack to the death. Its head tipped at just one blow and its neck broke.

The knife-tailed macaques made a fuss and encircled Cha Jun Sung.

It was obvious that they were angry. He did not worry though because they were weak. It was just annoying that they attacked without warning.

Dozens of them poured in. Everything was blocked off, so there was no retreat. Whether he struck through either side or he kill all of them, Cha Jun Sung’s only choice was annihilation.

The sword danced. It was a simple slash and stab. The knife-tailed macaques’ limbs were getting cut off. The power in the slash was like the strength of an axe.

Cha Jun Sung stabbed the knife-tailed macaque in the stomach and broke its neck. It was because another one tried to get his head with its tail.

Knife-tail.

It is similar to the knives used in the kitchen. Since the tail was connected by a bone, being stabbed with the tail would feel like being stabbed with a knife. It was the best to avoid it.

“Cocky.”

Cha Jun Sung avoided the tail and grabbed the tail, pulling the arm. The knife-tailed macaque flew through the air and fell to the ground.

It wriggled as though it were having a seizure. Something had gone wrong with its back on the impact from the fall. It would die if left alone, but Cha Jun Sung did not do that.

He held it by its tail and spinned before letting go. It flew and mixed in amongst the others that had been approaching.

Papat!

Cha Jun Sung hit the floor. There was no need to hesitate. His vision that had increased by 2 times and reflexes reacted automatically to the dangerous attack.

He had become strong enough to kill dozens of Level 1 mutants with his bare hands.

No matter how much they attacked, his outstanding equipment and strong body protected him.

This was body modification. It was the best item that made it possible for an individual to fight without cumbersome equipment.

Cha Jun Sung’s sword split the knife-tailed macaque from its head to its rear. It felt strange. It was not bad.

His smile twisted. It was so sinister that Park Jin Hyuk would have taken a step back if he had seen. Cha Jun Sung was gripped with this new lack of emotion.

His blood boiled as his heart beat faster. He was overcome with an impulse to slaughter the mutants. His sanity sank and his instincts took over.

“I’ll kill you all.”

Bang bang!

Tutututu!

The grenade and red fire he had been holding back on did their jobs.

Beyond the smoke, Cha Jun Sung looked like a devil.

Hahaha!

Cha Jun Sung took the head of a macaque with a half-broken neck and pulled with all of his strength. The bones ripped apart. This was not something he would have done under normal circumstances.

He did kill as much as he could, but he had not done anything so cruel before.

He shoved the sword into open parts relentlessly. He only wounded them to the point right before death on purpose. He wanted to make them feel pain.

His eyes were bloodshot like a beast seeking its prey.

He killed and killed without stopping. He could not control the madness. He swept back and forth like a sailboat pushed over by a wave.

Roar!

As he heard a great cry, the leader of the macaques appeared. It was a Level 2 knife-tailed macaque. The numbers in his subordinates had visibly been reduced.

It was only a matter of time before they would be wiped out. The macaque needs to hurry up and kill Cha Jun Sung before they suffered more damages. This was only his thinking.

‘Is that the leader?’

Cha Jun Sung looked the macaque up in down while covered in blood. It was big.

There would be much pleasure in slashing it. If he were in his right mind, he would have started a search but he considered it cumbersome now. He brandished the sword while he thought.

‘Come at me at the same time. I’ll cut you into pieces of meat.’

Cha Jun Sung dragged his sword as he ran. The macaque also ran. He needed to relieve his desire before this feeling disappears.

***

Cha Jun Sung leaned against a boulder as he gasped for breath. It was a compromising situation.