The Return of Apocalypses Tyrant

Episode 124

“What are you talking about….”

“Keep driving like that.”

Mustafa’s head, which Namgung had pulled, was pushed forward again.

Gulp –

Mustafa wanted to turn his head, but Namgung’s hand grabbed the top of his head, so he only looked straight ahead and grabbed the steering wheel.

“It has also arrived.” Arriving in the small town of Jabla

,

Mustafa let out the breath he had been holding and stopped the car.

“Guide me.”

He nodded and walked into a small store in the city.

This place also suffered the same amount of damage, but it seemed to be in a better situation than Latakia, and here and there you could see refugees who had not fled.

“There are still a lot of people here.”

“That’s why it’s more of a problem. “Latakia is better.”

“What does it mean?”

“There are almost no survivors there anymore. That means the battle is coming to an end.”

“…Is that better?”

Park Hyo-joo frowned at his words.

“At least we don’t see people dying.”

“….”

“The Middle East was an abandoned place from the beginning. Many countries in the Middle East lost their governments after the third portal opened. But before the chaos could be resolved, the devil appeared, and the world’s attention turned to the devils.”

Mustafa’s hand that was opening the store door stopped.

“No one will know. In fact, even when the catastrophe occurred in London, there were actually more deaths here.”

he said

“That’s why people here feel abandoned. And I think the reason is because there is no revealer.”

“So you actually support the jihad that the ISR said? “The nonsense that a human can become a god?”

Kwaang-!

At that moment, Namgoong violently broke down the door of the store where he was standing with his foot.

“I don’t think your father thinks so.”

Thump-thump-thump- When

the store door opened, a staircase leading into the basement appeared. Unlike the crumbling exterior of the building, a space lined with solid steel appeared inside.

“….”

Mustafa looked like he wanted to say something, but he soon passed by Namgung and took out a map hidden on the floor.

“The current ISR base is the island of Cyprus in the Mediterranean, not far from here. There is a high possibility that the holy relic is there.”

Namgung looked at the island west of Syria marked on the map.

“But now there’s a strange rumor going around.”

“what?”

“It is said that the sacred relics held by the ISR have disappeared. So now I’m searching all over the city to find it.”

He said, pointing outside.

“This is why ISR continues to indiscriminately slaughter people.”

He looked at the two people.

“The scale of the offensive will get bigger. “It is threatening not only Egypt but also Turkey.”

“They said the reason they requested support from the EU was because the damage to Turkey was getting worse.”

Park Hyo-joo whispered to Namgung.

It meant that Mustafa’s story was credible.

“….”

Namgung thought while looking at the map.

‘It seems the Aspects have decided to set the battlefield here.’

This was the central and most dangerous location that extended to Europe, Africa, and even Asia.

‘The pantheon begins and the scattered relics eventually come together in one place.’

Just as gladiators kill and kill each other in the Colosseum, holy relics will lead other holy relics and bring their owners together.

“But it’s surprising. Isn’t the British Navy also stationed in Cyprus? “Part of the island is British territory.”

Park Hyo-joo said to Namgung.

“If I were Alek Traman, I would try to do more to restore my lost honor.”

“It looks like there’s a reason why you can’t come forward.”

“Do you really… think he has been stripped of his Revelator powers?”

“It is not too late to find out the truth after finding the holy relic.”

“So… what should we do now?”

“Excluding citizens of the existing Republic of Cyprus… I understand that about 10,000 ISR troops are stationed there.”

Mustafa said, pointing to the southern protrusion of the island.

“The location is the Akrotiri and Dekeli area, which was a garrison for the British Navy.”

“10,000… will that be okay?”

“I’ve faced over 600,000 demons, so it’s not like I’m scared after just 10,000.”

Park Hyo-joo raised her shoulders as if embarrassed in response to Namgung’s question.

“Killing monsters and killing people feel a little different.”

“Let’s discuss humanity against terrorists? “They are killing more people than demons.”

“I’m not saying the murderer is innocent. “It’s just because I don’t want to be a murderer.”

“…That’s stupid.”

“I think so too.”

But Namgung looked at her.

“Still, I hope that ideology doesn’t collapse. “I may not be able to protect it, but my colleagues will be happy if I can protect at least one person.”

“A colleague?”

“A guy I was with before asked me to do it. “If possible, please refrain from committing murder.”

“…yes?”

Park Hyo-joo opened her eyes round and asked back at the unexpected story.

“Thanks to you, I once let go of a woman at the park. “It wasn’t something I really liked, but it doesn’t matter because it’s not a hindrance now.”

“I don’t know. Rather, I wonder if I will get help.”

“Even if I meet you, I hope I don’t end up holding you back.”

Park Hyo-joo scratched her head in embarrassment at his cold answer.

“Do you really… see your father?”

“why? “Did you do something you shouldn’t have your father know about?”

“Is that possible?”

Mustafa stuttered.

“Let’s get to the point.”

“…the main point?”

“The position of the Golden Bough. You came just in time when a request for cooperation came from the EU. “That means you caught the EU’s movement and made your move.”

“Ah yes. Yes.”

Mustafa hesitated for a moment, and then began his briefing, as if he thought there was nothing to be gained by asking any more questions.

“As you know, we, the Golden Bough, are shamans based in Egypt. “ISR has taken over the Middle East and is now targeting Egypt, so I asked Namgung for help.”

“Hey Son of Bargain.”

Mustafa instinctively knew that Namgung’s mention of his father’s name, not his own, meant a warning.

“…yes?”

“I forgive you for using your father as an excuse to bring me here. But if you tell any more lies than the truth, you will soon see the father you miss.”

“What do you mean….”

“The reason you want my help is to protect Egypt from ISR?”

chin-!

At that moment, Namgoong kicked Mustafa’s ankle.

Then, he snatched Mustafa’s wrist, which had stumbled and fell from his blow, and broke it and slammed it on the table.

“Pfft!!!”

A sword stuck on the back of the hand.

Mustafa was so shocked that he couldn’t even moan properly.

Grumbling…

But soon, he looked at Namgung with a pale face as the red blood flowed down the back of his hand.

“I don’t know if you were ordered to do it or if you just figured it out on your own, but if you don’t want to be able to use magic for the rest of your life, keep doing it like that.”

Sigh-!

When Namgung drew his sword, Mustafa nodded.

“Don’t make silly remarks like if Egypt is breached, the next target will be Africa. “At least the target of ISR is not Africa.”

“…How can you be sure?”

“Are you asking me a question? “You probably know the answer.”

Namgung stared at him.

“How long has it been since you entered the Golden Bough?”

Mustafa’s uvula trembled.

“…It’s just been three years.”

“You little chick. “There’s no way I could have learned the information I know in that amount of time.”

“What do you mean?”

Namgung said the last word to him as he hesitated.

“I participated in Project Impulse, which was an ISR clearance operation. “It was President Hassan of Egypt who gave ISR information at that time.”

flinch –

Mustafa’s face hardened.

“Thanks to the information he provided, we were able to eliminate ISR, but on the other hand, I was wondering why the Egyptian president knew so much detailed information about Middle East armed groups.”

“Why did you suddenly say that…”

“Daesh Adnani. “The man who was called the ISR’s genius advisor was actually an internal spy planted by President Hassan and the one who provided him with information.”

“Is that so?”

“Did Daesh rebuild the ISR that was torn apart after Abdel Siyaf’s death? “There’s definitely something up there.”

“If what Namgung said is true… isn’t there anything to worry about? “If ISR joined hands with Egypt.”

“no. Although Daesh was an Egyptian spy, he was never friendly to external forces. Rather, in order to gain the trust of ISR, they destroyed the Allied Forces that participated in Impulse.”

Park Hyo-joo’s face became stern at his answer.

“Anyone can see that the current situation is bound to stink. “At least if Daesh revived ISR, it wouldn’t have been done for the Middle East.”

Namgung smiled coldly.

“What I want is the truth. “What is happening in the Middle East right now is, at best, nothing more than a put-down.”

Gulp –

Mustafa could no longer hide his expression.

“The purpose you desire. “Why are you doing this even though it costs so many people’s lives?…”

Woe!

At the same time, Namgung pulled Mustafa’s collar.

“No matter how much I think about it, I think your Golden Bough, not the Egyptian government, is behind all of these incidents.”

“That’s nonsense!!”

Mustafa, who was lying down on the table, shouted at Namgung.

“It’s up to you to decide whether it makes sense or not. Park Hyo-joo, get ready. “We are going to the place where the Golden Bough is, not the ISR stronghold.”

“All right.”

When his command was given, Park Hyo-joo nodded, came out of the safe house, and immediately started the car.

“We at Golden Bough have no connection with the Egyptian government. Although it is based in Egypt, it is not limited to that place, but is a group of shamans active throughout Africa!!”

“I guess so. “If the current incident was a joint effort between the ISR and the Egyptian government, the Golden Bough would have nothing to do with it.”

“That’s right!”

“But now you, related to the Golden Bough, are in front of me.”

“That’s…”

“Even if it wasn’t a cause of action, isn’t there something that the Golden Bough can gain from the war?”

Namgung opened the door of the house and went out, leaving Mustafa shouting as if he was being wronged.

Clap-

“The Golden Bough can be obtained through war… What is it?”

Park Hyo-joo asked him as he got into the car if he had heard Namgung’s last words.

“dead body.”

“…yes?”

She asked again, wondering if she had heard wrong.

“Kiman Yan, the leader of the Golden Bough…”

Namgung muttered in a low voice.

He is a necromancer.

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