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Chapter 39: Vampire Hunt (6)

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Inside the hospital, where Great Unification Church hunters had stormed in by the dozens.

I had deployed Jjaekjjaeki and the Gugus to watch the battle.

They were rapidly breaking through the hospital.

At a glance, it looked like the ghouls were being helplessly slaughtered.

"This is dangerous... There are some seriously dangerous ones deeper inside."

There were at least a hundred ghouls in the hospital.

On top of that, there were two extremely dangerous ones.

Neither looked like Dang Hoyeon's wanted photo, so they were probably the trackers from China.

Gugu!

The Gugus I had sent in were taken out.

That confirmed vampires could see spiritual bodies.

"Phew..."

What should I do?

Was I supposed to just stand here and watch the Great Unification Church hunters die?

They were the ones who ignored my warning and charged in.

Their deaths would be entirely their own responsibility.

That hadn't changed. But...

「Go and do likewise.」

Those were Jesus's words after telling the story of the Samaritan who helped a man left dying after being attacked by robbers.

Even if they had walked into the valley of death themselves, I couldn't use that as an excuse not to save them.

So there was only one thing I had to consider.

Could I do it or not?

If I wasn't strong enough, there was nothing I could do.

But if I could help and chose not to, I would be betraying myself.

"Phew~"

I glanced at Gari.

How would this angel react to saving heretics?

Would Gari consider this their deserved punishment as an angel of judgment?

Or pity them as God's messenger?

I didn't have to think for long.

"Let's go."

Gari had only one response to my decision.

Chomp!

That made me certain I had made the right choice.

I strode boldly into the hospital, but it didn't take long before I got scared.

"What a brutal sight..."

Blood and corpses were everywhere.

Since this was the entrance, every body belonged to a ghoul, but the gunshots and screams still ringing out belonged to people.

The vampires I caught sight of were massacring dozens of hunters in a one-sided battle.

Could I beat them, along with nearly a hundred ghouls?

Fear suddenly gripped me.

Just like when I first faced the demons' servants.

"Phew..."

I'm scared. Really scared.

I wouldn't be able to fight properly like this.

So I needed a little "doping."

The result was...

"Unbelievers! Realize the truth! Monsters! Accept your punishment! Serve the Lord in awe, and tremble as you face the Father's wrath! I am His iron rod! I am the iron chariot that will smash you like a potter's vessels!"

Aaaaaaaaaamen!!

Chompppppp!!

Ah, it's been a while since my HIGH time.

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"What is that?"

"W-who are you?!"

Their reactions were completely different.

One looked baffled, while the other couldn't believe what they were seeing.

Xiaolan, one of the Crimson Moon Clan's heirs, muttered as she looked at Yohan.

"A priest? No, a pastor?"

"If you've come to Korea, speak Korean, mosquito."

"..."

She didn't understand the words, but his expression made it obvious they were insulting.

"Don't act rashly, Xiaolan. That thing... isn't ordinary."

"I know, Lu Xincheng."

Lu Xincheng and Xiaolan, high-ranking vampires of the Crimson Moon Clan.

They had subdued the blood thief Dang Hoyeon and were massacring the Great Unification Church hunters, but Yohan's appearance made their faces stiffen.

First, there were the Bible pages plastered all over the place.

Touching them sent a prickling sensation through their fingers, like static electricity.

Catholic anti-demon secret arts included barriers that blocked anomalies from entering.

They were the essence of monster hunting, focused on the anomalies themselves rather than demons, the church's greatest enemies.

It wasn't strange for the church, vampires' longtime enemy, to possess such hidden arts.

"Why are you using one of those Little Japan ghosts on Korean soil?"

"The Eight-Foot-Tall Ghost is one thing, but... what is that monster?"

The two vampires recoiled at the sight of Gari.

Anyone would if they saw a massive mouth floating in the air.

"Is it a feeding-type shikigami? A clergyman hauling around something that grotesque."

"Once he started controlling the Eight-Foot-Tall Ghost, he was already out."

The standoff continued.

Yohan made the first move.

Bang!

Silver buckshot burst from the sawed-off shotgun and blew off a ghoul's head.

Some of the shot spread toward the ghouls and grazed Xiaolan's arm.

"Tch!"

Smoke rose from the arm where the silver buckshot had lodged, sizzling against her skin.

It was silver buckshot, the kind of silver weaponry vampires hated most.

"You monsters, what are you doing? Aren't you going to fight?"

"You bastard!"

Xiaolan lunged at him. The Eight-Foot-Tall Ghost rushed out to intercept her.

She dodged Benkei's Iron Staff as it smashed through the hallway, then clawed at the ghost with her nails.

Slash!

Those nails had cut Great Unification Church hunters in stab-resistant vests clean in half.

Yet Xiaolan's claws only left scratches on the Eight-Foot-Tall Ghost's skin.

"You're tough!"

While the two attacked each other, Lu Xincheng rushed toward Yohan as well.

Yohan spoke to Lu Xincheng, who was advancing with dozens of ghouls.

"Gari, bite."

Chomp! Chomp!

Gari chewed through the ghouls in front of him and advanced.

Each time he passed one, the ghoul's entire upper body vanished, making him look like a yellow ball eating cookies in an old video game.

"You're like a starving hungry ghost!"

Lu Xincheng struck Gari as the angel tried to swallow him too.

Boom!

Gari's massive body crashed into a hospital room wall from the impact.

The concrete cracked, but Gari quickly recovered and lunged again.

"Urk!"

Lu Xincheng immediately turned to mist and escaped the gaping mouth.

He wasn't certain.

Still, he instinctively knew that if that thing ate him, it would be over.

While Gari and the Eight-Foot-Tall Ghost fought the two high-ranking vampires, Yohan battled the ghouls as well.

The sawed-off shotgun roared and blew off another ghoul's head.

Even without being blessed with holy water, silver buckshot was powerful on its own.

At close range, it had power on an entirely different level from ordinary rifle rounds.

After cutting down seven ghouls with seven shots, Yohan tossed the shotgun to Park Minhong.

"Reload."

"Huh? W-what..."

"Reload!"

Yohan shouted as he threw over the belt of silver buckshot, then drew both Spirit Blades.

"For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against rulers, authorities, the masters of this dark world, and evil spirits in the heavens."

Holy water flowed over both Spirit Blades. As Yohan cut through the ghouls, he continued reciting prayers.

"Take the helmet of salvation and the sword of the Spirit, which is the word of God. Serve the Lord in fear and tremble. In His wrath, you will surely perish."

Amen.

Then something incredible happened.

The Spirit Blades covered in holy water gave off a faint glow, then began cutting through ghouls as if they were sheets of paper.

There was none of the strange melting that happened when they fought demons or sorcerers.

The ghouls had once been human, and though they had lost their minds, they weren't servants of evil.

They were undeniably living monsters.

A silver sword would be far more effective than a holy sword blessed with holy water.

Yet they were being cut apart.

The blade-less Spirit Blades sliced through ghoul bodies like paper.

It was a miracle.

God's power, beyond reason and logic, was with Yohan.

"..."

Park Minhong and the other Great Unification Church hunters watched in stunned silence.

They were exorcists, but they couldn't truly be called exorcists.

They used shikigami, talismans, and silver bullets, but only by relying on the inborn spiritual power of a few members and the strength of their equipment.

They couldn't perform miracles through the faith of the Great Unification Church, which should have been their foundation.

That was the Great Unification Church's deep inferiority complex toward established religions.

No matter how much power they built through numbers and money, there was a fundamental difference they could never overcome.

"Why did you come for us..."

What they understood even less was why he had rushed into this deadly place for people he called a fraudulent heretical cult.

Why?

It would have been far more beneficial to let them die.

At least, Park Minhong would have done that.

If servants of unbelievers had been in danger, he would have laughed and mocked them.

But Yohan hadn't.

He had come to save them.

"Damn it! Do something! Shoot! Shoot!"

The Great Unification Church members snapped out of it, raised their rifles, and began fighting the ghouls.

Against a large number of ghouls, as long as the enemy wasn't something like a vampire, numbers were still the most effective answer.

When the riflemen armed with silver bullets joined the fight, the number of ghouls rapidly fell.

"It's reloaded!"

Park Minhong tossed over the reloaded shotgun.

Yohan caught it and immediately fired into the crowd.

Bang!

The shotgun was much easier and safer than a blade.

But there were too many.

He had already killed around twenty, yet their numbers barely seemed to decrease.

'Should I use a blessing sacrament?'

Yohan felt the holy water in his coat and considered consecrating the silver bullets.

No. That wouldn't work.

The gun wouldn't hold.

Its barrel had melted after a single shot.

It could probably be used one more time, but only for one shot.

That had to remain as the final trump card.

【Devour...!】

At that moment, the Eight-Foot-Tall Ghost was sent flying far into the distance.

The Eight-Foot-Tall Ghost was losing?

When Yohan turned, Xiaolan was almost completely overwhelming the ghost.

"Is being huge and tough all you've got?"

【Devour!】

Xiaolan stepped on the Eight-Foot-Tall Ghost's chest, but the ghost swung Benkei's Iron Staff and cut her in half.

Smack!

Xiaolan's body vanished from the waist down.

That blow should have killed her instantly, but she was a vampire. A high-ranking vampire at that.

Her severed upper and lower bodies turned to mist, then joined back together.

【Devouuur...!】

The Eight-Foot-Tall Ghost grabbed the regenerated Xiaolan, slammed her into the floor, and rained down punches.

Even under attacks destructive enough to kill an ordinary anomaly several times over, Xiaolan kept regenerating with a mocking smile.

Lu Xincheng faced the opposite situation.

"Xiaolan!"

He was desperately running from Gari, doing everything he could to avoid being touched.

Backed into a corner, he held Gari's gaping mouth open, yet the situation was so urgent that he couldn't even turn to mist.

The moment he did, he feared the mist itself would be swallowed.

"Help me over here! This monster is the real danger!"

"Hold out, bastard! This lumpy monster is absurdly tough too! It won't die!"

While the two vampires fought desperate battles, Yohan and the Great Unification Church side were the first to reach their limit.

"A-ammo!"

"That's the last magazine of silver bullets!"

"You took them from the dead ones too, right?!"

There were too many ghouls.

Yohan was hunting them with his shotgun and Spirit Blades in turn, but the moment the silver bullets ran out, they would be crushed beneath the tide of monsters.

"Damn it! Reinforcements! Where are the other teams? Haven't they arrived yet?"

"It'll take another fifteen minutes...!"

"Those slow bastards!"

They were too late.

At this rate, they would really die.

Yohan had risked his life to save them, and they were still going to die meaninglessly like this.

They should have waited.

They should have waited with him when he suggested waiting for the Association's support.

Instead, they had only rejected him, calling him a servant of unbelievers.

Their regret was immense, but the price of their choice was already right before them.

'Is this the end?!'

Park Minhong squeezed his eyes shut.

"Lord, look upon us."

When they were cornered, a quiet, calm voice rang out.

"Darkness knocks at the door, and death surrounds us. Your lambs are here. Do not abandon them."

He scattered holy water.

Catholic holy armor coats issued to exorcists had special inner pockets that could hold all kinds of items.

Everything inside was holy water.

He opened the caps and sprayed it, broke the bottles and scattered it, threw them and spread it everywhere.

As he scattered holy water in every direction, he spoke.

Lord.

"I seek, so let me find."

"I knock, so open to me."

"I ask, so grant me."

"Find the way for these lost prodigals, open the gate of salvation, and let them seek it for themselves."

Amen.

"A-amen..."

Light rose from the fingertips of the unbelievers.

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