(𝐎𝐍 𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐃) 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐋𝐃 𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐄𝐒 - 𝐎𝐑𝐕 × 𝐁𝐁𝐁

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At this moment, Yoo Sangah and Quake shouted.

"Dokja!"

"Dokja-ssi! Behind you!"

Dokja reflexively leaned forward as a bloody fist came flying through the air. It was a familiar fist covered with energy.

He felt something falling towards him and instinctively kicked out. The ravenette didn’t need to look back to know what was behind him.

A grade 9 human type, demonic person. Human mutants infected with black ether.

That’s why demonic people were classified as a high-risk species, despite being grade 9. Demonic people made from a normal human base were no different from zombies, but it was particularly dangerous if their hosts were different.

He saw the badge of the school student with a damaged head.

Someone whose head burst a few minutes ago was now aiming for him as a demonic person.

The student’s vocal cords that burst out were in a bizarre shape.

"Kuweeeoooh!"

Chwaack!

Dokja's thigh was scratched by the student's overgrown black fingernails.

A pain that felt like a burn spread through his leg. The skin which hadn’t been cut by a knife was now torn by fingernails.

This was the main reason why demonic people were dangerous. The demonic people became several times stronger than when they were human.

"Quake and Yoo Sangah-ssi, immediately―"

Dokja felt something as he spoke. Without looking back, he could see what was going on.

"Let me go! Let go! Dokja-ssi! Dokja-ssi!"

Han Myungoh, who had just been limping, was carrying Yoo Sangah over one shoulder and moving across the bridge at an astonishing rate. 

[The constellation ‘Secretive Plotter’ admires how easy you are to fool.]

[The constellation ‘Demon-like Judge of Fire’ is impressed with your sacrifice.]

[100 coins have been sponsored.]

…Indeed. Planning to leave me?

By the way, the way he was running was a little strange. Despite being on one leg, he was running as fast as an Olympic athlete.

This couldn’t be the exclusive skill of Han Myungoh, who had a big belly. Therefore, it must be the stigma of his sponsor.

While Quake.. 

"Namwoon! What are you doing?!" He struggled to escape the older teen's grip. "Let me go! Dokja is in danger!" He reached out his hand to the ravenette, attempting to save him, only to fail himself. 

Kim Namwoon grunted, "We need to take you there first! You're scared of those zombies, aren't you?!" He pointed out before heaving a sigh. "After I made sure you got there, I will come back."

He muttered quietly, making sure that only the brunette heard him. It's not like he wanted to save the bastard, but he wanted to show his gratitude to the kid that saved him. Even though the kid literally beat him. 

"Gruk! Gruk! Gruk!"

On one side, the incoming student and demonic people were jabbering nonsense at me. On the other side, Han Myungoh had already halfway crossed the bridge. Lee Hyunsung and Lee Gilyoung had already entered the safety zone across the bridge so Dokja couldn’t ask for help from them.