Life Mission

He understands the concept, but he can’t make it naturally like Black Lord can. He doesn’t know whether it’s a difference in ability or practicality. The important thing is that it isn’t created the same way Black Lord makes it.

‘Let’s just accept that I’m lacking. He’s a level 9. That means he’s complete as a mutant. What I can do... is up to what I’m capable of.’

Papapapat!

As soon as Cha Jun Sung moved, TyIts power is definitely stronger than a vibrating or rifle series weapon. The only weapon that can approach the bomb’s power is the hand cannon.

If the opponent he is fighting now was a Ranker like Glare Gun or Boom Buster, he would have fought at close range. Long range is their deal.

Tyrant throws another induced light bomb.

He is using them more actively because he saw their effect. There aren’t fouls in a fight, but it is nasty. After taking five hits, his left arm shield was reduced to rags. He didn’t make them top strength, but he can be confident that it is harder than steel.

‘I have something in mind too.’

Unless he can’t completely avoid it, he can’t keep getting hit for the sake of experimenting. He needs to save the energy in each of his cells if he wants to win.

Bang!

Cha Jun Sung’s thigh rapidly swells. Powerful lower body force pushes his body forward like a spring. He soars into the sky as he spreads his wings.

Since he is the designated target, the induced light bomb follows him.

Cha Jun Sung joined the battle between Rage guild and the 9 Bijous. It is a busy place.

No matter how precise a chasing system is, he can avoid it here.

The induced light bomb explodes.

It sweeps the Rage guild and mutants. Tyrant stopped at nothing to try to kill Cha Jun Sung.

Cha Jun Sung protected himself by placing living shields in front of him. There’s no reason to watch out for others. He only needs to protect his own body. He entered alone, so he can leave alone.

Bang!

Cha Jun Sung kept weaving in and out to avoid attacks with much more ease than it seemed the size of his body would allow for. Tyrant watched this and calculated his escape route and used his booster to block his path. He used all of his induced light bombs. If he wants to use them again, he needs to be proactive.

“He’s a full body morphing mutant. It’s like fighting with smoke.”

Tyrant grumbles in complaint.

His attacks vary and keep changing. It isn’t easy to analyze his pattern. Psychological warfare doesn’t work either because he’s smart.

Cha Jun Sung moved his hand, and Tyrant flinched. It isn’t because he’s scared. It is a reflex. He needs to react if Cha Jun Sung comes at him with a surprise attack.

But Cha Jun Sung who saw the reflex, thinks differently. Old habits die hard. He is watching the old habits take form again.

[He’s only trying to maintain a middle distance. He won’t come in close range.]

It is so.

Tyrant stuck to a middle distance.

It is like Cha Jun Sung insisting on long distance on the surface, but there is a difference.

‘Light bombs are dangerous. That’s why I’m avoiding getting in close range. Tyrant is going middle distance because he knows it’s dangerous too.’

This is the same.

He is confronting only at middle and long distance because of light bombs. There is one more reason why he is creating more distance than Cha Jun Sung. It is a disadvantage that only a few people know.

Close range, middle distance, long distance. Everyone has a distance that they are specialized in.

But they always need to keep all distances in mind.

How many things in the world go as they wish?

This is in fights as well.

There’s no way the opponent will let him maintain their own distance.

‘He hates close range fights that get physical. Why? Because he isn’t confident in them. That’s why his combat style changed like that in the first place.’

Tyrant is weak in close range battles.

Even similar affiliation Nuclear has the ability to fight close range Rankers like Cha Jun Sung when necessary.

But Tyrant can’t do that.

He strangely doesn’t have a talent for close range fighting. Cha Jun Sung told him about that disadvantage multiple times.

With a self-righteous personality that doesn’t let him listen to others’ advice, he believes everything he thinks is right so he probably heard it through one ear and let it out through the other.

This is the result.

He still hasn’t fixed it. He’s basically saying that he will just live like this forever. Cha Jun Sung can understand it to an extent.

If he wants to approach Tyrant at close range, he needs to have that skill.

There will only be about 10 Lifers in both the virtual and reality versions who can get through the middle distance.

Rankers like Cha Jun Sung, Weapon Master, Chamma Sword, and Blood King who generally use vibrating weapons as their main weapons are these cases. Other than Tyrant, distance series Rankers win their distance fights in the first place. They do not narrow the distance dangerously.

‘If the distance is narrowed... I’m sure he’ll set off light bombs like crazy. I can’t close in without a plan either. That’s dangerous to us both.’

Tyrant’s disadvantage is that he is weak in close range, but he isn’t such an easy subject that he can just go in without a plan. He knows that much.

‘I’ll use that.’

The supervisors and Odin found out that he’s a mutant but they haven’t found out that he and Black Lord are the same, so this is a skill that he practiced cautiously so as not to get discovered.

He wanted to hide it till the end, but his life is on the line in this fight. There’s no use for it if he dies. He needs to use everything he can.

‘Dark tent.’

Success?

He’s never tried it.

rant threw dozens of light bombs into the air.

It’s an air mine.

They float near the person who threw them and explode when something touches them. It is a difficult technique for Cha Jun Sung to handle with his large body.

Cha Jun Sung compacted his body as much as he could. He became almost as small as Tyrant. He reinforced his coat in that state, and forced his way through.

The distance closes in and all of the cells in his body activate. He can feel each movement. He cannot explain the principle. He can just do it.

Cha Jun Sung went through the overflowing flames, hugged Tyrant, and fell to the ground. He has him in a firm grip with both arms, so Tyrant can’t get out.

‘I’ll withstand it. And I’ll lock you up and kill you.’

Cha Jun Sung made his decision. His body turned dark and swallowed up the area. To be more precise, it swallowed Tyrant who was struggling to get out of his arms.

“Bastard! What have you done to me!”

Tyrant yells.

He had been fighting fiercely with Black Devil just now, something spread suddenly like black paint and made his sight go dark. He can’t think of clear words to explain this phenomenon.

Is this a unique technique that mutants have like battlesuits? There’s no way to know.

“Light on.”

Papat!

A light shines inside the dark tent. Tyrant’s mood soured.

A dome shape chunk of flesh covered in hideous, writhing veins blocks him. He can’t see a way out. It seems he has to create one.

“Like this!”

He changed the visual mode multiple times in order to figure out what the tent is, but it was useless. This giant chunk of flesh is Black Devil.

Woong!

A light bomb activates.

He can just blow away something like this.

Spat!

Did he know what he was going to do?

Sharp thorns come out of Tyrant’s side. He didn’t feel anything, not a trace or a sound.

His battlesuit’s sensor detected the attack and he was able to barely avoid it. The problem is what came after.

The first attack was just the beginning.

Ping ping ping!

Hundreds of thorns come sticking out from everywhere and it looks like a porcupine’s back. He didn’t have the time to take care of the situation here.

Tyrant’s body movements become busier.

He goes into a cold sweat inside his battlesuit. He didn’t see this kind of mutant even in the virtual version.

The thorns are simply a basic attack. Tangled tentacles danced and tried to tie around him like a giant hand trying to hit him.

‘I need to hurry. There’s too much energy and nutrient consumption.’

This dark tent is a half. The shape is similar to Black Devil’s, but it’s much less durable. It will rip after a few light bombs.

He might be able to recover with rapid regeneration, but there is a limit to that.

His breath catches with just his efforts to maintain it and attack. He can’t multitask.

It’s best to not go through rapid regeneration if he can.

Cha Jun Sung who became the dark tent’s subject realized what it felt like. He moved major organs like his nucleus to safe places. He can see all of Tyrant. It was like watching him with hundreds of security cameras.

Bang!

Three light bombs stuck to the dark tent explode. That attack rips the outer wall and the world outside shows. Cha Jun Sung quickly regenerated.

He cast it with determination, but it’s impossible to use this technique again when it’s hard to even maintain it. He can’t let Tyrant out so easily.

He needs to kill him.

If he can’t kill him, he needs to take two of his arms and legs at the least. He needs to reduce his combat ability as much as he can.

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