Chapter 233 (2/2)

Gatecrashers that have come following Cha Jun Sung’s odor.

“I’ll need to put matters related to him aside, and take care of everything in the vicinity.”

Cha Jun Sung’s clothes ripped and his body shows. The Black Devil made its first appearance with an overwhelming aura.

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Woong!

A summons gate appears and countless Lifers come out.

They look to be over a thousand. It’s a giant group of thousands.

A full core that used the whole level A mission entry limit – 100,000 people.

The Lifers who entered, acted quickly and in unison. They created dozens of round walls in order.

There was a single person standing in the middle of the deepest and smallest wall.

“Master. Nothing in particular seems strange.”

“It is the initial summons area. It’ll be safe, so break the boundaries, spread out, and look around. We need to know where we are before we go.”

Papapat!

Tyrant gave orders with his arms crossed and an arrogant expression on his face.

Then, members of the Rage guild split into groups of 100 to go investigate.

“He he! North America… This is an optimal advancement mission for me.”

He felt it as soon as he saw the description.

Black Devil mission, related to North America where his homeground had been in the virtual version. There was nothing more he would ask for.

‘We’ll get a feel for the difficulty level with this before completing the mission.’

An unknown existence. The mission that Borteth hoping for is of a concerning difficulty. Even if he completes Black Devil now, he doesn’t have any immediate thoughts.

He will make a move once he has considered this and that and decided that it isn’t a loss.

About 30 minutes passed.

The forces in guild Rage return one by one. They are in a small city in northern America.

Ring ring!

Tyrant’s electronic map opens and pinpoints the location his subordinates have given him.

It is a level A item.

He is the only one in the Rage guild with one.

“Should we go north or south.”

Tyrant considers the area south of the point on his electronic map. He can’t split the guild power of 10,000 people in half.

He has filled up the number of people he can bring in even with the abilities of a complete Lifer, just in case. He has gained the strength to fight against a level 8, but he doesn’t know what could happen.

Circumstances could change. He needed sacrifices that he could use as shields.

A very reliable 10,000 shields.

They will be quicker in finding it if they split up, but it becomes more dangerous.

He isn’t in a rush.

All he has to do is complete the mission even if it takes some time.

With this kind of power, they won’t get pushed back even if they come across a large group of mutants with level 8s in it.

‘I can’t use my precious level S items. This is my life.’

Tyrant feels his space compression bag and smiles in satisfaction. The level S store is a treasure chest. The level A store is as well, but level S is another universe.

He has 20 Universe Eyes that all Rankers know and frequently used as equipment specialized in navigation, but he has no intention of using them.

He won’t do something so unnecessary when he has a mighty labor force in front of him.

‘I need to open level S no matter what. I can do it. I’ll crush everyone. I’ll go beyond Rage and take over Bloody Kingdom.’

Tyrant’s imagination stretched out in his mind. He’s confident that he could take on all of the Rankers in Bloody Kingdom right now, but it isn’t the right time.

He will make them surrender. He can’t have the proper influence if he kills all of them.

‘You too.’

Overload. Life Mission’s strongest. He can’t be taken down with a 9 combination explosive, but it doesn’t matter. All he has to do is break down this wall.

“Have you decided, Master?”

“We’re going north.”

The U.S. is Evil Queen’s territory.

No one except Cha Jun Sung has seen her, but there is fragmentary information. They need to be cautious of even 0.1% danger.

Woong!

Boom boom boom!

Rage guild members go back to a mode of transportation that is as big as several buses combined. Tyrant and the cadres board a tank.

This happens everywhere – chores like driving are left to the underlings.