EX rank supporting role’s replay in a prestigious school-Chapter 959: Consciousness (7)

From the opposite side of the chaos, Do-ol heard Hwang Ho's voice.

He hadn’t realized that the age adjustment had been made, but he didn’t expect another avatar to be placed right next to him, so he couldn’t immediately grasp the situation. However, the arrogant tone raised his suspicion.

Do-ol observed Hwang Ho with his faint vision.

The crow mask was half-shattered, and blood was leaking out, making it hard to see clearly.

‘The surprise attack succeeded, but I can’t tell if the eyes were already problematic.’

An attack of the same level has no meaning. Then...!

Do-ol pushed his power into the Chaos faction, urging them on.

"Chaos," he said, trying to confirm the identity of the crow mask. "We need to check if Hwang Ho is using another persona to wear the crow mask! Increase the output!"

Chaos, which had resolutely refused to increase its production so far, hesitated. Chaos still seemed reluctant and appeared to have some intention of suppressing its power.

Do-ol once again persuaded Chaos.

"Didn’t you see that Hwang Ho’s barrier can’t completely block intelligence? If the surprise attack had been more powerful from the start, we could have severely injured Hwang Ho and revealed the identity of the crow mask. Now, focus! You haven’t forgotten the task he gave you, have you?"

Mentioning the task seemed to shake Chaos’ resolve.

After a few blinks, the Chaos faction released a chilling wave of energy, and strong power began to absorb.

Soon, information poured out through Do-ol’s skin.

The view in front of him cleared up, as if there were a yellow lake in his sight, and he felt more energized than usual.

‘It’s done! This time, I’ll blind you and show whether you’re a crow or a tiger.’

Despite the increased output by Chaos, Hwang Ho didn’t seem to notice.

Do-ol, using his heightened senses, carefully layered intelligence into the hair hidden beneath the ground.

Meanwhile, Hwang Ho had built an even more solid barrier, but Do-ol was confident he could pierce through it and target his eyes.

No matter how close Hwang Ho was to being omnipotent, and how excellent a member of the True Race he was, he wasn’t skilled in every field.

Few True Race members could perceive the sense of chaos.

For example, among the evil spirits, some people were particularly captivated by what they saw, demonstrating great power, like Seo Dol, the leader of the West Clan, and Yong Jegyeon, the reckless son of the Dragon King...

"Are you seeing something other than your eyes? You seem to be in a worse mood than usual."

At that moment, Do-ol doubted if the hallucinations were due to his thoughts.

It was no wonder, as he heard the voice of Yong Jegyeon.

Startled, Do-ol looked toward the direction the voice came from.

There, in a corner where he had thought there was nothing, was a device—a Yongmae gun.

It seemed to have appeared in the plaza created by the combination of Hwang Ho’s barrier technique and Yong Jegyeon’s spatial technique.

It appeared that Yong Jegyeon, having pierced through the sense of chaos, was speaking to Do-ol with a precise eye contact.

‘No matter how quickly Hwang Ho called for Yong Jegyeon, it doesn’t make sense. It must have been there from the beginning!’

Do-ol felt like he was being played by someone’s hand.

It felt like being the knight on a chessboard, but only this person had the ability to treat the infamous Do-ol this way.

Yong Jegyeon smiled with a miserable expression, as if he had seen through Do-ol’s confusion from afar.

"I just picked this up. Is it yours?"

On the palm of Yong Jegyeon’s hand, a turquoise space hovered, inside which was Do-ol’s hair.

Long hair had been Do-ol’s trademark, and after the surprise attack, he had tried to erase it with intelligence power.

But before the intelligence could fully work, it seemed the hidden Yong Jegyeon had taken it through spatial art.

The hair trapped in spatial art floated like cotton fluff.

It seemed that Yong Jegyeon saw it clearly, and the space opened where the hair was visible.

Yong Jegyeon, still skeptical, spoke to the other party.

"It seems that one of the evil spirits, Chaos, is using this power. I know the two of you don’t get along, but since Do-ol has joined forces, he must have given you an order?"

Bang!

The energy flowing from the Chaos faction suddenly cut off.

Do-ol looked down at the Chaos faction and felt a chill run through him.

Some of the chaos energy had turned golden.

While Yong Jegyeon provoked him, Hwang Ho had been tracking the forces on this side, and it seemed that Chaos had increased its output after noticing this.

Rather than uncovering the true identity of the crow mask, they had revealed their own intentions and location.

‘That Hwang Ho, Hwang Ho’s avatar wearing the crow mask, the dragon who sees through the sense of chaos... They couldn’t have gathered in front of Seong Woo’s coffin by chance. Either the plan leaked or someone read the numbers—one or the other!’

Do-ol ground his teeth and attacked the confused chaos faction.

After gaining power, the remnants of chaos, now useless, crumbled into dust.

Do-ol was currently in an abandoned house in Hwangseong County.

This place was located in the southern part of Hongcheon County, and although it was somewhat far from the operation zone, it was connected by the main route of Oem Mountain, allowing safe processing of energy from a distance.

But now, it was no longer safe.

The location of this temporary hideout would soon be revealed. If Hwang Ho and Yong Jegyeon call the Baron and the dragons, we can’t resist. We need to retreat!’

Left alone, Do-ol muttered to himself, ensuring no one could hear.

He couldn’t confirm the state of the crow mask wearer’s eyes, but it wasn’t without gain.

He knew Hwang Ho was wearing the crow mask, and he could gauge the level at which Yong Jegyeon had pierced through the sense of chaos.

Though some of his commands had been executed, Do-ol was still unsatisfied.

"I can’t just go back like this."

The malice he had spread still remained on this land.

To add more power to that malice, Do-ol blew supernatural waves into the ley lines.

Seong Guk-eon’s house. In front of Seong Woo’s coffin, Yong Jegyeon was spinning around with a smile.

Yong Jegyeon had come to this mansion after attending the funeral with Seong Guk-eon and Jeon Moo-young on behalf of the Dragon Clan.

He had come to hide his appearance, hoping to surprise the other participants, but for some reason, Cho Ui-shin had predicted that Solvent would come from the start, and used that to make a move.

"If Chaos had raised the production earlier, I would have noticed immediately. Hwang Ho and the crow mask, Seong Woo’s body was a sufficient lure, but they held on until the end," he said.

"If the opponent was like you, I wouldn’t have allowed it either. Why have you come this far? Do you have some connection to Seong Woo?"

"Nothing at all. Didn’t Seong Woo also come from Silver Advertisements? He should attend his disciple’s funeral."

Hwang Ho burst out in frustration.

While Yong Jegyeon was in a good mood, Hwang Ho’s mood was at rock bottom.

Cho Ui-shin had strongly warned that the enemy would target his eyes, and in preparation, Hwang Ho had added several layers of barriers to the crow mask’s eyes.

But fortunately, the barrier was pierced, and Hwang Ho was unharmed.

He was angry at the attack from the evil spirits, and it was unpleasant that he had to wear the mask of the crow demon, Sidellentioum.

In contrast, Yong Jegyeon seemed happy simply because Hwang Ho, who had taken a blow on Seong Woo’s behalf, was unscathed.

"I was at the funeral where the chief of the family came, so it’s polite for him to stand where Gucheon stands as a guest."

The place Yong Jegyeon referred to was nothing but the fake identity of Kim Shin-rok.

As a member of the royal family, Yong Jegyeon was frustrated by the constant changes in Kim Shin-rok’s identity.

Although he knew that Yong Jegyeon was deliberately trying to stir up this frustration, it did nothing to soften Hwang Ho’s heavy heart.

"I don’t know when you started caring about etiquette. I wonder what the Dragon King and the dragons think about that."

"What do you think? I’m proud to be polite."

Realizing that no matter how much he conversed with Yong Jegyeon, it would only lead to an internal explosion, Hwang Ho shut his mouth.

Normally, Yong Jegyeon wouldn’t have even provided an excuse to joke, but now, he was angry, and since the safety of the benefactor wasn’t completely guaranteed, he had no time for that.

Hwang Ho moved his avatar to take off his crow mask and mantle.

Soon, Hwang Ho’s true appearance, looking a few years younger than Hwang Ji-ho, was revealed.

To put it bluntly, he looked like a middle schooler, but even as a middle schooler, he had become a standard for Hwang Ho and was similar in size to Cho Ui-shin.

Hwang Ho had intentionally created an avatar of this size to give the impression that the crow mask-wearing person was his avatar.

Yong Jegyeon, with a wound on his eye, looked at Hwang Ho’s avatar and spoke.

"I think I’ll erase that avatar immediately. Do you have any intention of leaving me alone a little longer?"

"I can see that Cho Ui-shin wouldn’t easily assign such a role to me."

"It’s not friendly."

Ignoring Yong Jegyeon’s scratching words, Hwang Ho erased the avatar.

The avatar of Hwang Ho scattered into the air and was absorbed back into his true body.

Pass...

After erasing the avatar, a sense of dizziness overcame Hwang Ho, and the shared sensation with the avatar became clearer, causing him to briefly feel a pain in his eye.

However, Hwang Ho, realizing that this was not a big deal compared to losing his eyes, didn’t show the slightest sign of discomfort.

As the pillar of fire erupted from Oem Mountain, the closest players immediately responded.

The closest to the pillar of fire were veteran players, including the great hero Song Man-seok.

Upon seeing the pillar of fire, Song Man-seok immediately launched a punch, striking the ground.

Boom boom boom!

As Song Man-seok’s fist landed, the ground around the pillar of fire cracked and shook.

Since the ground had cracked, the pillar of fire couldn’t climb up trees or grass to increase its momentum.

Avoiding flammable materials from the fire source was a basic part of extinguishing the fire.

As the ground shook like an earthquake, the other players hesitated.

In the meantime, a new pillar of fire erupted, and Song Man-seok tried to swing his fist again.

"Well, don’t hurry."

Hong Gyeong-bok clicked his tongue and materialized a gigantic supernatural brush.

Holding the brush with both hands, Hong Gyeong-bok boldly wiped it in the air with a powerful wave, and the waterfall was completed in just a few seconds.

The waterfall drawn in the air seemed like it would flow down the Oem Mountain range at any moment.

‘I’ve been using landscape painters for quite a while.’

Hong Gyeong-bok had painted various kinds of oriental paintings, such as portraits and flower-and-bird paintings, but his most representative work was landscape painting.

His talent was similarly displayed in his special abilities, and he had earned the title of ‘landscape painter’ for being able to implement some of his landscape paintings.

Since it was an abstract and powerful ability, the range of its manifestation changed depending on the amount of supernatural energy and the completeness of the painting, so it wasn’t a frequently used ability.

Boom!

As Hong Gyeong-bok waved his brush, the waterfall poured down and engulfed the pillar of fire.

The pillar of fire disappeared instantly, but the person who activated the fire ability was still not found.

"Author, we value Gwanglim! We haven’t found him yet!"

"I know. But we can’t just let it go, can we?"

"Couldn’t it be the fire called by supernatural power? The pillar of fire, Man-seok, and I can punch it and blow it away."

"Hehe, think about your age."

"Oh, the artist is the oldest..."

At that moment, after the ground cracked, Hwang Bo-yoon, who had lowered his body with his hand on the ground, spoke.

Hwang Bo-yoon seemed to be doing something rather than participating in the evolution.

"It’s useless. The fugitive won’t be here."

"Please explain in detail."

When Song Man-seok asked, Hwang Bo-yoon stood up.

Hwang Bo-yoon, who was looking at the ground, had a serious expression.

"I think Man-seok and Gyeo-san have noticed. It’s getting closer. Didn’t you feel the power of the humans?"

At that, Song Man-seok nodded gravely.

Tak Geosan, thinking of Jinmin, expressed his agreement with Song Man-seok.

"This is a remote ability using the vitality and intellect of a necromancer. The ley lines around here can’t be handled recklessly."

"It’s not important. Where’s the body?"

"If I could have used this much power from the beginning, I would have escaped far away without being caught. But if their objective lies somewhere else, they are likely still nearby."

Hwang Bo-yoon sharply pointed it out, and the other veteran players nodded in agreement.

Through years of accumulated experience, they soon arrived at the answer.

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Though Hongcheon originally had fewer players, most of the nearby players and armed police had been urgently mobilized for the search.

The streets were now quite vulnerable.

"This doesn’t make sense...!"

The players focused on the nearest downtown area, Hongcheon-eup.

Among them, the most insightful, Hwang Bo-yoon, clenched his fist and wrinkled the scarf he was holding.

In Hongcheon-eup, a street fight was taking place.