Chapter 234:

Chapter 234:

Chapter 234

Nam Minhyuk ran around the cult headquarters, flashing his light.

Everyone, get out of here! Hurry! This is our chance to escape!

He had hardly ever raised his voice and shouted like this in his life. But he was so immersed in this situation that he didnt care about such things.

Park Moonchul had locked up those who opposed his will in solitary cells.

There were almost 30 people who were trapped inside, unaware of what was happening outside.

Nam Minhyuk used the key he found on the floor to free them all.

His girlfriend Kim Yeeun helped him by his side.

As they opened the last cell door, Kim Yeeuns face brightened when she saw a middle-aged man sitting dejectedly in front of it.

Huh? Dad!

Dad?

Nam Minhyuk realized that this man was his girlfriends father, whom she had been looking for desperately.

Ye, Yeeun?

Dad! What are you doing here? Are you okay? Are you hurt anywhere? Look at your pale face. I told you not to come to places like this. Lets get out of here.

The agent, the agent of God, he abandoned me

Hes not an agent, hes a psycho and a cultist! Get up. Lets go.

I, I

Sir. Lets go.

Nam Minhyuk intervened when he couldnt stand it anymore.

As the old man turned his empty eyes towards him, Nam Minhyuk shrank his shoulders involuntarily.

Did he make a mistake by calling him sir?

Who are you?

Uh, Im, um. Well

My boyfriend.

Kim Yeeun stepped forward and cut him off. Kim Chulju, her father, widened his eyes in surprise.

Nam Minhyuk did the same.

Before Kim Chulju could say anything with his trembling lips, Nam Minhyuk hurriedly cut him off again.

Anyway, lets get out of here as soon as possible! If we waste time here, more dangerous people might come after us.nove(l)bi(n.)com

Right. So move quickly, dad!

Let, lets do that.

The three of them finally escaped from the cult headquarters.

Maybe it was because they had gotten far enough to be safe, but Kim Yeeun, who had been panting for breath, asked Nam Minhyuk cautiously.

What about that? You said someone came to help you earlier. Isnt it bad to leave him like this?

Hell be fine.

Nam Minhyuks voice was flat and calm, without any worry.

Kim Yeeun realized for the first time that her boyfriend of one year could make such an expression.

He was timid and couldnt speak well, always lacking motivation and energy.

Hes very strong.

But now, he felt much more reliable.

***

Cough! Cough!

Park Moonchul struggled with his arms and legs as he felt his breath being choked.

He tried to hold his neck with both hands and endure it, but every time he did so, the wire around his neck tightened even more.

He wished he could faint or die from rolling his eyes back, but that devil didnt give him even a moment of rest.

You cant run away so soon.

Yu-hyun didnt intend to stop at simply killing Park Moonchul. Sometimes death was a relief from pain. Yu-hyun didnt allow that at all.

You have inflicted pain on many people. You had no qualms about trampling on others for your own vile desires. I cant sense any conviction in your actions, only a pursuit of momentary and base pleasures.

What would have happened if I had left him alone?

He would have used his newfound power to awaken his followers, and exploited their blind fanaticism for terror.

People would have died, and the public perception of the Collectors would have become even more dangerous.

Bak Moon-chul, who barely managed to breathe, coughed harshly and shouted desperately.

Cough, cough! Stop, stop! If you kill me, youll become the same as me!

How pathetic and predictable. Thats your argument?

Aaaargh!!!

This time, the thread turned into a needle and pierced his right wrist.

Bak Moon-chul screamed in agony and drooled from his mouth.

Same as you? Is that what youre saying? Then tell me. How are we the same at all?

Ughhhhh.

Tell me. How are we, the same?

This time, his left wrist was pierced.

The room was filled with a tearing scream, and Bak Moon-chul writhed on the floor in pain.

Just as he was about to faint, a strange power seeped into his body.

Park Mooncheols reason snapped at that moment.

He was pathologically obsessed with his wealth, which had become distorted by his greed.

But Yu-hyun touched it and even said he would give it all back to those pathetic believers.

He couldnt keep his sanity.

Thats mine! Its my property! No one can take it away from me!

Park Mooncheol screamed like a madman and lunged at Yu-hyun.

He had completely forgotten the pain of having his arms pierced by spikes.

He was overcome by the urge to strangle that damned devil.

Yu-hyun flicked his hand lightly.

Then, the white lotus that turned into a thin thread bound his body again.

Park Mooncheol glared like a wild beast.

Aaaahhh!! No! No! Ill kill you! Ill kill you all!!!

If he lost that too, he would become a penniless beggar with nothing left.

Park Mooncheol hated Yu-hyun.

He felt that he was being tormented by him for some reason.

Why me! Why are you doing this to me! What did I do wrong! What did I do so wrong!

[Youre really disgusting.]

Its because this is his true nature.

Yu-hyun knew that was his real self.

He didnt know that he was sinning even when he did wrong. Instead, he had the audacity to ask why not.

He didnt even try to learn when he taught him.

The heads of those kinds of people had already hardened and refused to change.

He enjoyed it even more.

The sight of a person who was wronged and exploded with rage, and who eventually fell into despair of this reality where he could do nothing.

It was the best.

Ugh. Ugh. Why, why are you doing this to me.

Yu-hyun flashed a red gleam in his eyes as he looked at Park Mooncheol, who was gasping for breath after struggling by himself.

Theres no need to waste my words on someone who wont listen.

I am

So, just know this. I will dispose of all your former assets and return them to other people. Your solid fortress here will soon be trampled by the heretics boots and taken away by the association. Your believers who trust and follow you? They will curse and mock you. They will claim that you were not an agent of God, but a mere cult.

I am, I am

Park Mooncheol, the human, will be forgotten as he loses everything, without anyones sympathy, and as he becomes the talk of the town. In this country and in this world. Having no one to remember you means the eternal death of your existence.

Gurgle!

The thread that wrapped around Park Mooncheols body had turned into a rope and tightened around his neck. His legs lifted off the ground and hung in the air.

Park Mooncheol had a hallucination.

He saw himself flying endlessly toward the light of heaven, then his golden wings behind him breaking and tearing, and falling down to the depths of the abyss below.

Below the people he had stepped on to climb up.

Much lower than that.

Swoosh.

Thud!

And his feet stopped in mid-air before they touched the ground.

Park Mooncheols body, fixed in the air, was supported by only a single rope and swung like a pendulum.

Its over.

Yu-hyun didnt even spare a glance at Park Mooncheols dead body.

He scraped up all the loot in the secret safe.

He planned to convert them into money later and ask Sung Yu-chan to send them to the victims.

The death of a cult leader would be a hot topic for a while, but then it would fade away.

He had taken all the evidence of Park Mooncheols corruption, and it was time to leave.

Whoosh!

Hm?

He felt a faint golden light coming from somewhere.

He turned his head toward the source of the light.

It was Park Mooncheols corpse.

The light came out of his body that had fallen to the floor after the rope disappeared.

Then, it slowly formed into a shape and floated in the air.

That is

Yu-hyun felt a huge sense of awe from that light.

It was not just what he saw with his eyes.

All his senses told him that the light was extraordinary and had a great connection to him.

Yu-hyun could immediately recall what that golden light was.

Yes.

Surely, that something of golden light that he had seen at the end of the apocalypse before he died, was the same as what he saw in front of him.