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    Side Story – Third Destruction (6)

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    Typhoon Muthy.

    This super typhoon which was born in the equatorial wind-free zone headed straight north toward Singapore and southern Malaysia.

    Strong rain and wind blew through the port city and violent storms pounded the concrete breakwater.

    During the storm a local broadcast reporter shouted with a microphone.

    ‘Due to the influence of Typhoon Muti with wind speeds reaching up to 56m/s! The roads are paralyzed! Some isolated citizens….’

    An urgent voice was heard from outside the screen.

    ‘Zarina! stomach!’

    ‘stomach? ‘Aaaah!’

    The roof of the building was torn off and illegal signs rained down on the heads of the press crew.

    Screams of fear and swearing.

    The broadcast screen shook and dark shadows appeared.

    However there was no noise or shock as expected.

    The reporter opened his tightly closed eyes and the camera screen turned upward.

    ‘palm of the hand?’

    There was a translucent palm casting a shadow.

    The palms as fine as silk and as white as jade brushed aside the roof and illegal signboards that had hit the press.

    As the translucent hand returned to its original position the reporters gaped.

    ‘oh my god….’

    The owner of the hand a huge goddess wearing a green sari was squatting down and looking down at them.

    Four arms that are alien to humans.

    A mouth filled with a subtle halo and kindness.

    Holding a brilliant golden crown and trident she was clearly a divine being.

    ‘…Mariamman?’

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    Someone mentioned the name of the woman who was worshiped in the countryside.

    The goddess smiled briefly and got up and headed towards the harbor where the waves were crashing.

    The goddess dipping her ankles in the rough sea pulled back her trident Trishula (त्रिशूल).

    Finally a javelin is thrown into the storm.

    The sea parted leaving a blue hole in the gray horizon.

    Qarring—!

    The cumulonimbus clouds that filled the sea scattered dazzling lightning and were torn apart.

    The clouds dispersed and a clear sun appeared in the dark sky.

    The mesmerized reporter stuttered and the camera caught the goddess’ shoulder.

    A small woman with a mask on her shoulders waved at the camera.

    “This is the data screen.”

    click

    The teleporter ended the video.

    “As you can see Hunter Ella Zainuddin used the avatar to destroy Typhoon Muti.”

    “….”

    Dark room.

    Across from Joo Gong-hyeok the woman who took off her mask smiled warmly.

    “Assault leader. It’s really nice to see you again. “I don’t know how long it’s been like this.”

    “It’s only ten days.”

    “Ten days? Oh my has that really been all that has passed? Me too~”

    A beautiful woman with glossy brown skin covered her mouth and smiled slightly.

    “It’s only been a few days since I came here but the fight on the 88th floor seems like a long time ago. I’m so excited I can’t even feel it. On the contrary the battle of Heydrich’s assassination seems like just yesterday. It’s absolutely impossible~”

    “….”

    Joo Gong-hyeok faced his former comrade with gloomy eyes.

    Ella Zainuman senior leader of the Deus front-line rear support unit.

    A sensitive colleague who took care of me emotionally when I was in despair over losing Ha Yeon-si.

    As the memory passed by I felt annoyed and uncomfortable.

    She glanced away while playing with her wavy curly hair.

    “Captain do you by any chance want to start over with me after returning to Earth? “If that’s the case this place has no mood and is not a good place to meet…”

    “Did you want to put on a mask and play superhero?”

    Joo Gong-hyeok said coldly.

    “But extinguishing a typhoon is not a heroic thing. Who is responsible for the resulting problems? Heroes in movies also save people caught up in natural disasters and do not eliminate the natural disasters themselves.”

    “Oh are you comparing me to a hero? Hmm I don’t know much about cartoon movies but I think the reason heroes save lives is because they simply don’t have the ability to eliminate natural disasters?”

    She rested her chin and smiled.

    “Unlike us ‘gods’ ‘humans’ struggle with things like natural disasters. ‘Gods’ like us don’t need to do that right? “Cook cluck.”

    Joo Gong-hyuk couldn’t believe his ears for a moment.

    ‘Like us…’

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    what?

    “god?”

    “Yes~ ‘God’.”

    She spoke with a smile on her face without changing her expression at all.

    “What are we who control natural disasters and command mythical gods if not ‘gods’?”

    An innocent tone without a single doubt.

    Joo Gong-hyuk was speechless.

    In response Ella clapped her hands and smiled brightly.

    “ah! Is this what you think Captain? Since we are beings who even control gods maybe we are gods beyond gods? Oh my the captain is such a leader! Well it is reasonable to think so since the captain commands eight gods. Shiva Poseidon How many S letters do they have? “One~ two~”

    She stretched out her fingers and counted Joo Gong-hyeok’s avatar level.

    Joo Gong-hyuk looked at his forearms.

    I had goosebumps for a while.

    ‘Is this a sane thing to say?’

    It’s the same as her usual speaking style.

    I’m not on drugs I’m not talking gibberish or I’m under a mental curse.

    Ella Zainuman in front of me looked completely normal.

    ‘What day is today?’

    In a situation that seemed like a joke Joo Gong-hyeok suddenly remembered the date.

    The only Ella Zainu he knew couldn’t be this kind of bastard.

    ‘If it’s a surprise party it’s a huge success.’

    The back of my head felt so tingly that it felt like my skull was broken.

    If I were to announce a surprise even now I was willing to laugh out loud for the first time in ten years.

    But today was neither April Fools’ Day nor Halloween.

    It’s just one of those terrible days that continues every day.

    “Are you serious?”

    “yes?”

    Push—

    The edges of the desk crumbled like sand.

    Black blood vessels twitched in Joo Gong-hyeok’s eyes.

    “Are you really serious about the fucking delusional trash you just said?”

    Anger leaking out as I grind my teeth.

    The air molecules burned and the darkness in the room became distorted.

    ‘Heart of the Destroyer.’

    ‘Is it malfunctioning again?’

    Monster Janggi recognized the sudden increase in adrenaline as a battle situation and circulated the breath of destruction throughout his body.

    As Joo Gong-hyuk’s eyes gradually turned black Ella frowned.

    “colon. “You sound really stuffy.”

    She smiled as if she felt sorry for her.

    extinction.

    The building collapsed kicking up dust.

    Hunters emerged from the dust cloud.

    Ella Zainuman who escaped safely crossed her legs over the hand of Goddess Mariamman.

    “colon. Kill your temper. This is just pointless anger right? “You can’t kill all my friends just to kill me right?”

    “….”

    As she said it was senseless destruction.

    If the output was raised enough to kill her instantly even the hunters in the room would have died.

    Just as Joo Gong-hyuk was about to answer cheers rang out from all directions.

    Wow—

    That’s the real Mariamman!

    You’re not there yet!

    She was already a celebrity.

    In the video people cheered wildly as the beautiful goddess who split the typhoon appeared on the street.

    ‘Mariamman saved us.’

    The elderly who were unable to evacuate and were trapped in the storm witnessed a miracle with their own eyes.

    They were so moved that they knelt down and worshiped the goddess.

    Mariamman—

    Mariamman—

    The press team rushed through the crowd.

    “The government has confirmed your identity!”

    “Ella Zainuddin Zainuddin can you hear me? This is the national broadcasting press! Let’s interview for a moment…”

    Ella smiled gracefully and waved to the people.

    “Wouldn’t it be okay to be a god or a superhero? Because we deserve it.”

    It was a small voice but Joo Gong-hyuk could clearly hear it.

    The teleportation agent approached with a stern expression.

    “It’s late Gonghyuk but I have something to tell you.”

    “say.”

    “Typhoon Muti was the largest typhoon in Malaysian weather observation history. “It is said that there has been no record of a typhoon like this for at least 100 years.”

    Malaysia is located in the wind-free zone of the equator.

    The winds and waves are so weak that the equatorial wind-free zone is called the Sea of ​​Silence and even if a typhoon occurs its strength is weak.

    Typhoons are born at the equator and as they move north they grow larger and grow into large typhoons.

    But out of nowhere a huge typhoon appears at the equator.

    Although he did not know climate theory Joo Gong-hyeok had an intuitive understanding of the Earth’s climate and the flow of magnetic fields.

    ‘There is no wind or waves here that can cause a typhoon.’

    The words she said passed through my ears.

    ‘Governing natural disasters and commanding the gods of myth…’

    Controlling natural disasters.

    Avatar “Mariamman” the goddess of rain and protection.

    “Such a crazy bitch….”

    I never even thought about it.

    The teleporter whispered softly.

    “There is no evidence that she did it. Besides with this much attention it will be difficult for Gonghyuk to handle it on his own.”

    “….”

    My vision narrowed and the voices around me became faint.

    My ears were filled with ringing and my head hurt like it was going to explode.

    In my memories Ella Zainuddin was a trusted colleague.

    He was a considerate comrade in arms who had a firm determination to clear Babel had no fear of betrayal and always smiled softly and looked after his colleagues around him.

    ‘I cried with you even when Yeonsi died.’

    Death is common in Babel.

    She was not particularly close to Yeonsi so there was no reason for her to shed tears again.

    Nevertheless the reason she cried by her side was for Joo Gong-hyeok.

    I cried with him shared his sorrow and sympathized with him purely to soothe him from his sorrow.

    Then she changed.

    ‘He was a good person but if he does this he should be killed….’

    I raised my hand and covered my one remaining eye.

    The sadness that I thought had dried up pooled at the bottom of my heart.

    A good person on Babel may not be so on Earth.

    When situations change people change too.

    The hunter whose mind has turned into a monster must be killed.

    I promised Edgar.

    Once he crosses the line he never comes back.

    They must be killed fairly without forgiveness and without discrimination.

    Discrimination just because one is close is shameful to Edgar who trusted him.

    We will not forgive those who have killed us either.

    however….

    ‘Why do I have to kill people even after coming to Earth?’

    A strong question throbbed in my mind.

    ‘Do I still have to kill someone and take responsibility for it?’

    ‘Wasn’t it all over once you cleared Babel?’

    ‘Wasn’t everyone going to be happy when they returned to Earth?’

    ‘Everyone said that right?’

    ‘Why doesn’t everyone keep their promises?’

    ‘Why do I still have to kill someone?’

    ‘Why are you making the world so horrible?’

    None of the things I dreamed of at Babel came true.

    Everything is a mess.

    Everything… is still terrible.

    “□□□□!!”

    “■■■■■—!!”

    In front of my eyes trash was yelling at each other.

    The shouting broke the window and swirled dust.

    There is not a single rat to be seen on the streets.

    There are a whopping three hundred pieces of trash divided into two groups.

    300 hunters are enough to create a huge tsunami and whirlwind just by singing loudly in chorus.

    The creatures that wanted to live have long since left the village.

    “□□□—! □□□□□□!!”

    “■■■■■■!! ■■■■! ■■■■!”

    The two groups were pointing at each other and shouting something but to Joo Gong-hyeok it was not audible.

    I just sat there blankly without thinking about anything.

    “…Hyuk! Gonghyuk!”

    I felt someone grab my shoulder and shake me.

    When I turned my head I saw a dark-haired Indian hunter.

    A familiar face is teleportation agent Sunil.

    Sunil cried out fidgeting.

    “Gonghyuk! We must intervene quickly! “If this continues we’ll be in big trouble!”

    “uh.”

    The two gangs finally took out their weapons and avatars and were growling.

    An imminent situation.

    There is nothing to say even if humanity perishes in one minute.

    What they took out was more dangerous than nuclear weapons.

    Joo Gong-hyeok stood up uncomfortably.

    ‘So you said this is Israel?’

    I roughly remembered.

    I remembered.

    Instructions from Mr. Ben-Hur.

    ‘I was told to mediate the dispute between Israel and Arab hunters.’

    The gazes of the two groups came together.

    They looked at us as if they had listened carefully to what we had said so far so why not say something?

    ‘What should I do?’

    Ethnic conflict and religious conflict.

    Judaism and Islam.

    Israel and Palestine.

    Revenge and resentment.

    Discrimination and massacre.

    Jews and Arabs.

    Fourth Middle East War.

    “….”

    My brain which was barely functioning stopped.

    I can’t think of anything.

    Whatever I say I don’t think these bastards will listen.

    But if we let them fight the Earth will be destroyed.

    ‘If I had intended to end on a good note I wouldn’t have brought up the avatar.’

    This is the twelfth arbitration.

    The phrase “stay calm and not fight for the Earth” has been repeated countless times.

    Now you can’t stop these bastards with words like that.

    I endured as much as I could and one side crossed the line and came to see the end.

    Joo Gong-hyeok thought as he looked at the two murderous groups at once.

    ‘I just wish I could search for both of them.’

    Joo Gong-hyuk came to that conclusion and spoke lazily.

    “I can’t just get over it anyway right? “No matter how I get through today I might explode without warning.”

    While saying that he pointed his finger backwards.

    “Sunil.”

    “yes.”

    The teleport agent directly under Joo Gong-hyeok quickly arrived.

    “Open a portal out of the solar system.”

    “yes?”

    “Even if these bastards fight hard open the door to a place that has nothing to do with the Earth.”

    Sunil froze.

    “If Christina knows this….”

    “It’s not like covering it once or twice right? “Open the portal.”

    “…The coordinates outside the solar system are not yet known so the wormhole connection is unstable. “The Kuiper Belt is the limit of my abilities.”

    “Kuiper Belt? “Where is it?”

    “It’s near the orbit of Pluto.”

    “It’s too close there.”

    Joo Gong-hyeok was irritated.

    “I get it. I’ll go too. “We have to prevent the trajectory from going astray due to a mistake.”

    “All right.”

    After finishing speaking Joo Gong-hyuk looked back at the trash.

    The once murderous face was frozen.

    “Did you hear? I’ll lay the groundwork for you so you can kill each other to your heart’s content. Don’t look at it half-heartedly or give in. We can’t tolerate each other alive anyway right? “Kill them all right now.”

    The hunters were agitated by the mediation skills that were beyond imagination.

    Both sides were prepared to see blood but they did not think of extermination.

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