YM778.TV Chapter 202
Chapter 202
Chapter 202: Three Generations (2)
“You’re watching everything, aren’t you?”
With a whistle in his mouth, Yeongwoo glanced at the sky.
It was probably a message to friends watching television in the returnee’s room.
“When Kim Jong-un took over, he was a coward. When it was Kim Il-sung, it was battle mode. As for Kim Jong-il… I’m not sure.”
After talking up to this point, Yeongwoo stared intently at Kim Il-sung, who was glaring from the other side.
Then,
“Phew.”
He blew into the whistle as it was.
Beep!
The clear sound of the whistle echoed through the air.
And from this point on.
Saaa!
The overall saturation suddenly decreased, causing even Kim Jong-un, who was running in the distance, to stop in his tracks.
「What, what’s happening now…?」
Kim Jong-un looked up at the sky.
He knew very well that for the crazy laser bombardment to occur, the Joseon Strongest Sword had to call out coordinates.
But just now, wasn’t there no one reciting coordinates?
All that the Joseon Strongest Sword did was just…
「You stupid bastard, it’s a reinforcement!」
Finally grasping the situation, Kim Il-sung moved his head to the front and regained control of his body.
Swoosh.
And then, Kim Jong-un, pushed aside again, opened his eyes wide.
「Re, reinforcement?」
As Kim Jong-un’s question ended, a spot in the sky seemed to split open.
Boom!
Then, the voices familiar to Yeongwoo, and now even to Seoul’s Strongest Sword, who were observing the battle from afar, began to echo one by one.
「Yaaah!」
「Aaah!」
Internet broadcaster Hong Yeongtae, entrepreneur Kim Taejoon.
They descended towards the landing point with threatening gestures befitting former mutants.
And finally.
「I am the commander of the Republic of Korea Army! I am Kim Younghyeom…!」
Hardline army commander Kim Younghyeom.
Zzzeet!
With his white mane and beard flattened as he tore through the sky, he was the only one among the ‘reinforcement forces’ descending diagonally.
Because he was heading straight for Kim Jong-un, not Kim Il-sung.
「General! It’s Kim Il-sung now…!」
Seeing Yeongwoo noticing that Kim Jong-un’s head was pushed aside and rushing out to warn him, General Kim with the face of a white tiger showed a pleased expression.
「Kim Il-sung? Today is the greatest day of my life.」
Hraaawr!
He was already flying towards Kim Il-sung’s head, so instead of backing off, he swung his foreleg forward.
Swoosh!
With a roar like thunder characteristic of a tiger, the white foreleg swung.
In response, Kim Il-sung hurriedly blocked the tiger’s claw with a bow.
Kriiing!
It was because he was aware of the Joseon Strongest Sword who was already approaching.
Just as Yeongwoo was concerned about Geumgang Yaksha’s mythical equipment, the three generations of the Kim family were also concerned about the attacks of the Joseon Strongest Sword that ignored regular weapons.
Of course, if Kim Jong-un had occupied the front of his head now, he would have simply extended the bow without further thought.
-Creek!
As a result, when the first attack was easily blocked by the bow, enraged Kim Younghyeom spat at Kim Il-sung, baring his teeth.
「Spit! You bastard!」
「Why are these crazy bastards bothering me?」
Since Kim Il-sung had never been spat at by a tiger in his life, he looked puzzled.
And then.
Tap-tap-tap!
Sure enough, hearing the unmistakable footsteps of the Joseon Strongest Sword, Kim Il-sung turned his head to the side.
「…Persistent.」
Unintentionally, Kim Il-sung’s gaze turned towards Yeongwoo’s Bastard.
Unlike Yeongwoo, he was unaware of the unique effect of Bastard, so he didn’t know exactly when the sword would ignore the target.
He just remembered that he could block it with the bow last time.
So.
Hraawr!
He swung the bow again to meet Bastard.
Kaaang!
The third encounter between Yeongwoo and Kim Il-sung.
And then, followed by the sound of a trumpet, Pofu Tenta fiercely distracted his mind, and next to him, a golden goblin was seen running with a Dharma wheel.
「Hey? Father, that brat over there…!」
Although Kim Jong-il, who happened to be looking in that direction, was frightened to see the approaching Dharma wheel, Kim Il-sung had no time to pay attention to such things.
Boom, clang!
In the meantime, he was too preoccupied dealing with the attacks of the Joseon Strongest Sword, which flew again like flashes of lightning.
Moreover.
Thump, thump, thump!
Behind this annoying Strongest Sword, two more mutants were rushing forward.
None other than Youngtae and Taejun.
「General!」
「Hurry! This brat has too many arms!」
As Kim Younghyeom said, the six arms of the Golden Yaksha moved simultaneously as if each were independent organisms.
Although the longsword had been cut off by Yeongwoo’s previous attack, there were still sword shafts under the hilt, which were playing the role of a dagger.
Moreover, the sharp arrowhead at the end was itself a melee weapon.
And most importantly.
‘The Geumgang Ray has not been used yet. What’s its effect?’
Yeongwoo glanced at the Geumgang Ray, which was not even being used as a weapon.
It looked like a small bell with a handle attached.
Whether the usage count was deducted when it shook, Kim Il-sung did not consciously swing it.
“General, is the bombardment over now? Was there a limit on the number of shots fired?”
When Yeongwoo asked this question across Kim Il-sung’s forearm, Kim Younghyeom on the other side growled in response.
「It’s rechargeable. If you turn it, you can fire one more shot within 10 seconds.」
Of course, Kim Il-sung and the other two Kims also heard this conversation in between.
「Huh… there’s another shot?」
Kim Jong-un and Kim Jong-il both looked frightened, and immediately Kim Il-sung’s displeasure rained down upon them.
「How dare you make such faces in front of me?」
「Yikes!」
「Father, no…!」
However, Kim Il-sung, who scolded the two rich men, realized subtly that this three-way system was an intended penalty.
If any of the three wanted, they could seize control of the body at any moment.
As a result, his grandson tried to flee at the slightest sign of danger, and his timid son, unable to even dare to take over the body, only made feeble noises, making a mockery of all three.
「…..」
However, it was impossible to blame others.
What did these pitiful two individuals mean to someone’s lineage?
「My kingdom has already crumbled. It is clear that heaven is punishing me, to let me witness such a sight.」
As Kim Il-sung uttered these self-pitying lines, Joseon Strongest Sword Jeong Yeongwoo swung Bastard, hitting another target, making the situation even more chaotic.
“Ugh! What kingdom? This crazy bastard still hasn’t come to his senses.”
Yeongwoo’s advertising fee, which amounted to a whopping 30.8 million karma, drew a bizarre trajectory.
Kaaang!
Already the seventh encounter.
And right on cue, Youngtae and Taejun, who had arrived at the scene, pounced on Kim Il-sung from behind.
Quack!
Being mutants who both walked upright, they had exceptional talent for sticking to their opponents.
「Brother! Quickly, slit his throat…!」
As Youngtae grabbed one of Kim Il-sung’s forearms and hung onto it, Kim Taejoon wrapped one of Kim Il-sung’s lower arms and waist at the same time with a menacing gesture.
「What…?」
Surprised by the unexpected onslaught, Kim Il-sung seemed slightly confused.
But even with three mutants clinging to him, he managed to withstand Yeongwoo’s and the golden track’s combined assault.
「What, what’s this? How did this bastard show up already?」
As the battle between Yeongwoo and Kim Il-sung progressed to the twelfth round, Kim Younghyeom, sensing that the situation was dire, made a move of his own.
「Ptooey…!」
This time, he spat at Kim Jong-un’s face, whom he had been facing.
「Turn around!
「…What?」
「Hurry up and turn your head!」
As Kim Younghyeom, the general, roared, a frightened Kim Jong-un turned his head momentarily.
And then.
「Don’t freak out and stay still! If control switches now, we’ll all die!」
For the first time since returning to this world, Kim Il-sung showed a fearful expression.
What he feared most here was not the Joseon Strongest Sword or the White Tiger, who hailed from South Korea, but his own grandson.
「Jo… Jong-un! Listen to your grandfather! If you’re not careful, it’ll be irreparable!」
Kim Jong-il, distrusting his son’s courage, shouted desperately, and Kim Il-sung rotated his body widely, detaching the tiger from Kim Jong-un.
Hraaaawr!
Then the Geumgang Bow glowed yellow.
“Whoa…!”
A holographic lightning bolt appeared in Yeongwoo’s field of vision.
As the Geumgang Bow aimed, it was undoubtedly targeting General Kim Younghyeom.
「He’s doomed…!」
“General, move back…!”
As Yeongwoo ordered Kim Younghyeom to evade, the golden track, aware of this, was flying to push away General Kim.
Yeongwoo ordered Kim Younghyeom to dodge, and the Golden Trail, which noticed this, was flying to push General Kim away.
But…
Sizzle!
The activation of the Geumgang Bow was faster than the rebuttal.
「Aaargh!」
Before Younghyeom could evade, the yellow lightning bolt pierced through his white fur and jolted his body.
「D… Dammit…10 seconds!」
General Kim Younghyeom left a last will, mentioning the time it takes for the laser gun to recharge, and vanished into thin air.
「General!」
「Oh…!」
Youngtae and Taejun sighed as they saw General Kim Younghyeom disappear without a trace, while Kim Jong-un scolded his grandfather.
「In ten seconds! Another bombardment in ten seconds!」
Of course, Kim Il-sung was well aware of this fact more than anyone else.
「Damn, they keep cornering me.」
A somewhat ominous line from Kim Il-sung.
At that moment, as Yeongwoo sensed something ominous…
Chime.
For the first time, the Geumgang Ray shook noticeably in the air.
Kim Il-sung had used the final weapon in question.
And then…
Whoosh…!
Suddenly, the winds in the area intensified, and the sky turned pitch black once again.
“What’s going on?”
As Yeongwoo asked this, he gestured towards the goblin.
It was an instruction for him to summon the golden orb in case it was another anomaly.
However, the bell sound of the Geumgang Ray did not herald another anomaly.
《The Geumgang Ray manifests the owner’s dreams into reality.》
‘Dreams… into reality?’
As Yeongwoo followed the instructions of the special message in front of him, a bright red laser beam shot down between Kim Il-sung and Yeongwoo.
Pew!
Then the next message revealed the purpose of this red beam.
《Time until nuclear missile launch: 10 seconds.》