Passion Translation "Fanfictions"

Vol 3 - Chapter 15: Secret mission

The new members who had been fighting each other with their foreheads chipped now decided to form a solid alliance with determination to fight the growing common enemy. The spirit of solidarity is towering. Someone even attacked Ilay with the same weapon they had just used to wound their comrade right next to them now. The problem is that most of the people who are in high spirits are mostly members of the South American branch. Looking at those fearless prickly honey-tasting faces, it was easy to see that they were all newcomers to UNHRDO, still just young birds that were not feathered enough to have wings.

Although the battle formation looks very professional, even Taeui quickly sees that these are just dreamers who are not even used to real fighting skills.

If so, then Taeui could understand why they could be so confident and point their weapons at Ilay. Although Ilay's 'fragrance' has been rumored throughout the branches, it seems that these sparrows are not yet aware of how scary the eagle is.

The members of the Asian branch, knowing the enemy at hand, only glanced at the stupid courage of the South American members and stuck their tongues.

"You guys should also try to find death once using this opportunity."

It was obvious that these earthheads would risk their lives to fight Ilay, so they weren't stupid enough to interfere in this just to get into the body, when the monster's target could shift to them at any moment.

The one-on-nine fight began. No, it hadn't even started when the ending music with credits on the names of the fallen had already played. < :D >

One two Three.

The moment the third person fell, the young birds also lost all their original burning courage. As time went on, Ilay struck more and more brutally, especially with a third person. At first, he just "lightened his hand" as if he were playing by using the handle of his axe to peg a powerful blow to the bridge of the nose of the first person to rush in, hearing somewhere the sound of bones shattering. However, the third person seemed to be a more capable person than the previous two, who tried to attack Ilay's leg.

Unfortunately, the stronger the enemy, the more it evokes Ilay's desire to crush his opponent. He initially succeeded in dodging Ilay's axe handle and then took the tube to strike his belt. But Ilay immediately hit his wrist with his elbow, causing the tube to be thrown away. And then he laughed coldly, the hand holding the axe swung up, drawing a perfect curve from bottom to top.

It was as if he was just casually swinging his arms gently. But the moment the axe cut through the air in a semicircle, a loud shout sounded. Blood gushed from the man's thigh like a stream and something white could even be seen hidden in the cut.

The other members looked at the third person who was screaming and blood pouring out like a waterfall in front of their eyes. The people who ran over then stopped in shock with stiff expressions on their faces.

"Damn it! You crazy bastard..., just training makes someone become like this--!"

"The next one will be the arm. The arm is smaller than the leg so it will probably be easier to cut off." - Ilay said frankly.

Even before he could finish his words, the face of the person who had just scolded him had already turned purple. There was a lot of blood on his body, but Ilay didn't seem to care. The gloves that had just been changed not long ago were again stained in red blood.

At Ilay's casual words, even the air was frozen, no one dared to say anything more. He laughed, swinging his axe between his fingers like he was just playing with a toy.

"And the next one will be the shoulder blades. If you're lucky, you'll probably survive."

"....-."

"Next one is the neck..."