Episode 305 – Berzan02(4)



“No movement detected inside.”

“Undetected? “There must be at least two.”

“It does not properly detect if there is a jamming device inside.

“Did you check with energy detection mode?”

“First of all, a trace amount of psychic power is detected underground, but it is not certain.”

Building in front of the Hover Bus Center.

Twelve people wearing high-level reinforced clothing from Megacorp Mountain were having a suspicious conversation.

“It’s a jamming device. “I thought it was suspicious, but it was still that way.”

“Could it be that they are cultists?”

“Even if you are not a cultist, you must make yourself a cultist. “That way you can rob slaves.”

In the empire, Vortex One cultists are subject to severe punishment regardless of status. Even if you are a member of the Deer Antler Cult, if you are found to be a cultist, you will be deprived of all rights and punished by having your antlers cut off. Of course, property is also confiscated.

And leopard-headed Wolff would often carry out these illegal activities for his master Alkadi.

Being falsely accused of being a cult member by another cult is a serious crime, even worse than cult activity, but he has never been caught so far. This was partly because of Alkadi’s power, but also because he was resourceful.

For example, he never uses cult-style equipment when doing illegal things. Among the equipment produced by Megacorp Star Union, only those that are commonly used are selected for use. This is to pretend that visitors from outside have caused the problem.

Even now, none of the people here were carrying cult-style equipment or tools. The reinforced clothing and weapons worn were made by Megacorp, and the communication and detection equipment were made by Star Union.

“Everyone activate stealth mode.”

“check.”

“Check communication status.”

“Communication status is good.”

When Wolf the leopard head and his subordinates pressed the button on the pad of the armored suit, their bodies slowly disappeared. 9 out of 12 red shadows moved toward the hover bus center. The remaining three waited in the building for sniping and support.

The nine slaves entered the hover bus center after carefully examining its interior.

The inside of the center was filled with only sand. Looking at the sand piled up on the floor and the cracked walls due to lack of maintenance, it never occurred to me that anyone would live here.

If it weren’t for the footprints on the floor, I would have thought I had come to the wrong house.

“I’m sure these footprints Wolff is here.”

The leopard-headed Wolff, who came face to face with the female Wolff, quickly found traces of his target.

“Oh, but what are these traces?”

Other than the cult and Wolf footprints, other traces were also noticeable.

There were traces here and there that were hard to see, such as traces that looked like a round object had dragged a body across the area, and footprints left by something that looked like a small spider.

“These...look like animal tracks?”

“It could be an animal that escaped from the market. “You never know when something might pop up, so don’t separate from each other.”

Other slaves gathered as leopard-headed Wolff spoke. After checking on his colleagues, he realized something was wrong.

‘eight??’

There are nine people who came here, including him. But there were only eight people here, including him. The others also noticed that their colleague was missing and became confused.

“I was behind the bar until just now!”

Leopard-headed Wolf hurriedly attempted to communicate, but did not receive the call. We contacted the two people in support roles at the rear, but they also said they did not see anyone leaving the building.

‘There’s no way he could have been defeated in such a short period of time.’

“Where was he when I last saw him?”

“It was over there!”

As the slave pointed out, they approached the mountain of sand piled up in the corner. Even though it was indoors, a Gauss rifle was lying in front of a mountain of sand.

‘Any other traces... huh?’

Leopard-headed Wolff discovered strange traces while picking up his subordinate’s dropped gun. It was a large scratch in the sand.

Then they heard the sound of sand pouring from behind them. All eight heads turned in unison.

There was a dragon in the red sand. A huge snake reminiscent of a red worm, a carnivorous earthworm that lives somewhere in the desert, raised its head.

A dragon with lighter pink skin than Red Worm. The leopard-headed Wolff, facing its numerous eyes, had a hunch.

I need to run away right now.

The moment his foot hit the ground, countless snake heads popped out of the sand. Slaves who failed to react in time were caught by the snake.

There was no screaming.

Before the slaves could utter a sound, the snake dragged them into the sand. Just by looking at the bright red liquid soaking the sand, it was easy to imagine what kind of fate the slaves met.

While five people were covered in blood, three people, including the leopard-headed Wolff, left the scene. The two ran inside, and the leopard-headed Wolf ran outside.

“sniper! Respond!”

Even when I yelled at the communicator, there was no answer. Instead, I heard another sound overhead.

The ominous sound of flapping wings was heard from the bright red sky.

Sometimes close and sometimes far away. Even when I looked up and checked, the owner of the wing was not visible.

At that moment, a loud sound of leather exploding was heard in the sand in front of the building. Something had fallen from the sky.

Leopard-headed Wolff, who checked the fallen object, fell silent in shock.

“!”

Now I know why the snipers failed to respond. The identity of the object that crashed on the sand was one of the snipers hiding in the building.

Thanks to the reinforced clothing, the body itself was in good shape. Because of this, he had to see the strange shape of the corpse clearly with his own eyes. The dead sniper had lost all blood and moisture from his body and was completely mummified.

Even though I ran around the building on four legs, waving my long tail, no one below noticed me. Even if they saw me, they would see me as a cult soldier standing on top of a building, clutching something in his hand.

As we went further into the slave market, a wall larger than the building began to appear in the distance.

‘It looks like it’s over there.’

As I got closer, I saw that the mansion was semi-fortified. Cameras and various detection devices were attached to the wall, and Star Union storm guns were on watch.

‘But it’s of no use to me.’

He put all his strength into his four legs and strongly kicked the roof of the building. My body flew quickly like a cannonball fired from a naval gun and passed over the wall.

As you climb over the wall, you see an armed guard at your feet. Seeing that he was wearing a poncho with an inverted triangle and diamond overlapping over a suit-shaped armored suit, he seemed to be from a cult ‘warrior group.’

He was on patrol and didn’t notice me jumping over the fence. My body landed behind him.

“hmm?”

The warriors reacted to the sound coming from right behind them. Just before his head turned, my tails moved.

The claw at the end of the right tail hit him hard on the head. The warrior’s head was broken with the sound of a watermelon breaking. Before he fell, his left tail, which resembled a snake’s tail, wrapped around his upper body.

I quickly disposed of the corpse using three heads. The cult’s unique sweet flavor filled my mouth, but I don’t have time to enjoy it now.

The head on both shoulders ate it greedily and wiped away all the blood that spilled with the tongue of the middle head. The mimicry organ inside the body received newly collected genetic information from outside and constructed a completely different type of pheromone system.

From now on, I am not a gun gunner belonging to the Surveillance Office, but a guard from the warrior corps.

‘It’s the same in my eyes.’

I walked with MPS-05. As I passed through the large and bright garden inside the wall, a mansion with a shape similar to a pyramid greeted me.

Around the mansion, I see cultists wearing the same clothes as the guards I captured. I approached the mansion without paying attention to their gaze. Some people tilted their heads when they saw me, but there was no other reaction.

Of course, the guards guarding the entrance were different. Two cultists blocking the entrance to the mansion blocked me.

“what? “You’re not in charge of the mansion, are you?”

“You said you would check on the newly acquired creature.”

“Tsk. “Go in quickly.”

The two guards clicked their tongues briefly and opened the door. It was a familiar sight, as this happens often.

So I passed through the entrance to the mansion without any stopping.

‘Where do you want to be?’

I used the assistive organ under my chin to look inside the mansion. Even though it was late at night, a lot of movement could be felt inside the mansion. Probably slaves and guards.

So, on the contrary, I looked for something that moves less. It seems unlikely that the arrogant owner will work until night.

An auxiliary organization that collected all kinds of elements, including air flow, sound, and smells within the mansion, began analysis. Soon, an unusual movement was detected in a place on the top floor of the mansion.

‘There it is.’

Unlike the others who were moving around diligently, I saw that he was extremely still, and it seemed like the movements of someone who was clearly asleep. After finding my target, I got on the elevator.

When I arrived at the top floor and the elevator door opened, I was greeted by a gorgeous visit with a strong cult style. There were also two armed cult guards waiting here.

“You’re not in charge here, are you?”

“The owner said he would check on the newly acquired creature.”

I gave the same excuse as I had given at the entrance, but this time the reaction was different.

“Alkadi already went to bed an hour ago.”

“He didn’t give an order to bring in any living things.”

“okay?”

It would have been nice if things had gone smoothly, but it’s a shame. They chose the wrong answer.

I whacked one guard with my right tail while using my fighting arm to grab the guard who was trying to call out to his comrades.

“Keck!”

“town?!”

The guy who was hit in the waist by the claws at the end of his tail was thrown against the wall, his body bent in an awkward position. The guy who had the front part of his face grabbed by the fighting arm was embarrassed and struggled.

The reason why a warrior group with seasoned skills is left helpless is because of the mimicry organ. Because my senses are disturbed by pheromones, enemies cannot properly recognize my true appearance.

Parts that are not on the body of the intelligence I am disguising, such as the tail, multiple arms, and head, are not visible to the enemy. If I attack an invisible part like I do now, the enemy will feel like they have been hit by an invisible attack.

“What are you...”

I used my hand to crush the cultist’s head. The horns and skull were shattered and their contents soaked my palms.

After eliminating the intruder, I opened the door and entered the room.

The culprit who was bothering me was sleeping peacefully, completely unaware of what was happening outside. I put down MPS-05 and climbed onto the brightly decorated bed.

Then he sensed someone and opened his eyes. When he saw me, his eyes widened greatly.

I quickly stretched out my fighting arms and grabbed his head.

“...!”

The cult seems confused as to why the warriors are here and why their bodies are not moving.

I disarmed the mimicry organ and brought my snout closer to him.

“I heard you are willing to pay an unimaginable price?”

“?!”

The guy’s body is shaking.

Was it regret for what he had done, or was it the kind of fear that someone who saw a monster in the comfort of his bedroom would have?

Actually, it doesn’t matter what he thinks.

What matters is how much value he can pay.

He will give me everything he has.

Regardless of whether you want it or not.