Deep Sea Fish Hunting Specialty Broadcast-Chapter 127 : And Then There Were None (5)

EP.127 And Then There Were None (5)

As soon as they entered Yoo Sungjun’s memory, the first thing they saw was a dark stone chamber and an altar.

A beam of white light descended from the center of the not-so-large dome-shaped ceiling, serving as illumination and giving the place a sacred feel.

It resembled a temple from a dark fantasy game.

Yoo Sungjun was kneeling on the stone floor in front of the altar, shirtless.

His physique was impressively robust for someone in his fifties.

Crackle— Scratch— Scratch—

Surrounding him were people in various attire, from suits to casual wear, all holding carving knives and cutting into his flesh.

They seemed to be inscribing words on Yoo Sungjun’s body with his blood.

’That person is...’

Alice recognized two of them. They were famous figures.

The black man in a neat suit was Arnold Carlson, the U.S. Secretary of State. In Yu Parang’s homeland, he was akin to the President of the United States.

Next to him was a woman with blonde hair, wearing jeans, a white T-shirt, and a leather jacket—Belle Brown, the North American Continental Director.

Both were bigwigs of the World Government.

This meant that the people surrounding Yoo Sungjun were all high-ranking officials of the World Government.

Considering the overall context, it seemed Yoo Sungjun was being prepared as a sacrificial material for a ritual to raise the water level of the Monster Fish layer.

The eerie yet somehow solemn atmosphere of the silent stone chamber, where only the sound of flesh being cut echoed, was unsettling.

Alice, feeling slightly intimidated without realizing it, asked Yu Parang, "Is this footage from a few hours before his death?"

"Hold on..."

Yu Parang hesitated, unable to answer confidently. There was no particular reason, just that it was her first time diving into a memory.

When Xiao handled it so smoothly, it seemed easy, but being the one entering the memory was quite different.

This skill was surprisingly tricky to operate.

Yu Parang, flustered by the complex and unintelligible interface before her eyes, began to sweat.

She tried pressing various buttons, but nothing made sense.

The scene before Alice and Yu Parang shifted erratically, stopping, speeding up, slowing down, rewinding, and even inverting colors.

♬♪♩♪♬~

It seemed they could even play background music.

#

Meanwhile, at Xiao’s residence.

"Huh?"

She pulled out a bundle of papers that was sticking out awkwardly among the tightly packed books on her shelf.

"This is..."

- Dive Skill User Manual

It was the user manual for ’Dive’ that she had personally written to send to Yu Parang.

But finding it now in Xiao’s bookshelf meant...

’I must have forgotten to send it.’

With everything being so hectic lately, Xiao often made such silly mistakes.

’Maybe I should start meditating again.’

She neatly wrapped the bundle of papers and asked someone to deliver it to Yu Parang.

"Please send this to Yu Parang. Take a roundabout route."

"Understood."

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"Thank you."

’Well, it should be fine.’

Xiao lay on her bed without much thought and turned on her phone.

The screen displayed a community forum.

[ Even on a second look, the necromancer sister is seriously gorgeous ]

(The post was filled with Xiao’s photos and GIFs. The author lamented that they would continue in the next post due to the image attachment limit.)

- Could give the room master a good match ㅇㅇ

ㄴ Didn’t you lose to the room master? ㅋㅋㅋ

ㄴ (Gal!!!! Con)

ㄴ Using shadow clones is cheating, damn it. Prove it without using them.

ㄴ Why should the room master prove anything ㅋㅋㅋ They won even with personal seals.

- (Worship Con)

- Oceanos <- Do they hire based on looks?

- I think Kyosun-ni is prettier

Xiao scrolled through her photos with an embarrassed smile.

Then, gasp!

’This is, well... for review purposes...’

Yes. A great warrior should always reflect on past battles.

With a slightly flushed face, Xiao recommended the post.

#

Meanwhile, back with Yu Parang and Alice.

"Phew. Found it."

Finally, Yu Parang managed to find the pause button and timer and began examining the memory.

"This is footage from 40 minutes before his death."

"Isn’t that too short?"

"Exactly."

Even the Slayers’ bodies, which were not fully preserved, usually provided about 5 to 6 hours of memory.

The memory from Yoo Sungjun’s body was only 40 minutes long.

’The exterior might be intact, but the inside is a complete mess.’

"Once we gather all the necessary information, we might have to consider dissecting the body."

Yu Parang muttered, examining the flowing memory.

The process of carving tattoos into Yoo Sungjun’s body was completed in about 20 minutes.

It was already in the final stages when they entered the memory.

’The problem is what happens next.’

So far, the information obtained from Yoo Sungjun’s memory was practically zero.

They needed to find something informative from the events that occurred after the ritual was completed and before he was thrown into the sea.

Fortunately for Yu Parang, something unexpected soon happened.

After having the tattoos carved, Yoo Sungjun stood up and approached the altar, standing at attention in front of it.

Upon closer inspection, there was a circular pattern engraved on the altar.

Eight thick lines extended sinuously from the center.

He took out a very small glass bottle from his pocket, and the liquid inside looked quite peculiar.

Though it was clearly a liquid, it resembled colorful glass shards.

Yu Parang thought she knew what that vibrant liquid was.

"Elixir."

Around this time, the World Government had deployed a special hunter unit to acquire the Elixir.

They claimed it was to treat Yoo Sungjun’s illness, but in reality, it was a material for this ritual.

Yoo Sungjun, who had been quietly observing the beautiful liquid, suddenly smashed the bottle onto the altar.

Crash!!

With a clear, ringing sound, the glass shattered, scattering shards everywhere.

The Elixir inside spilled onto the altar, soaking into it and flowing along the engraved pattern, coloring it in a spectrum of hues.

Both Yu Parang and Alice held their breath as they watched the scene unfold.

And finally, from the darkness, ’it’ appeared.

Something approached from the corner opposite the altar, where the light had not reached, making it impossible to see what was there.

A monster. Or could it even be called a monster?

Could such an existence be simply labeled as a monster?

Yu Parang sensed an aura similar to that of the Kraken from it.

Of course, it wasn’t on the same level as the Kraken or the Eyeball Monster. It was much, much lower in rank.

But its composition was undoubtedly the same as the Kraken’s.

Just as the Kraken was an entity formed by countless Yu Parangs, this creature was formed by countless individuals of the same person, as Yu Parang immediately realized.

If asked how she knew, it was intuition. Yu Parang’s intuition.

The very sensation she felt when she saw the Eyeball Monster.

In the past, she dismissed it as mere intuition, but now Yu Parang thought she might understand what this feeling was.

It was the Kraken within Yu Parang reacting.

Whenever Yu Parang saw something related to the Kraken, it reacted to it.

As the mass of black tentacles, resembling a sea urchin extending from the center, emerged into the light, a notification window appeared simultaneously before Yu Parang and Alice.

[ Skill, ’Waterproof Sanity’ has been activated. ]

[ Strongly resisting mental attacks. ]

[ Status ailment, ’Anthrophobia’ has been reduced to ’Dizziness’. ]

[ Artifact, ’Oak Bracelet’ effect has been activated. ]

[ Resisting mental attacks at a normal level. ]

[ Status ailment, ’Dizziness’ has been nullified. ]

"Anthrophobia...!"

Yu Parang sighed.

It was the same status ailment that had affected the Green Tea Agent.

So, was the mysterious entity that had been approaching from afar this creature?

But it was clearly floating in the air.

How could it make the sound of running?

Yu Parang’s curiosity was soon resolved.

The center of the tentacles split open, revealing something that had taken shape inside.

Another Yoo Sungjun, identical to the one standing in front of the altar.

"As expected, but seeing it in person is even more grotesque."

"Indeed."

The only conclusion that could be drawn from the information gathered so far was one.

A Kraken made of Yoo Sungjun existed at the heart of the World Government.

"Damn it..."

Yu Parang cursed.

Finally, the tattooed Yoo Sungjun opened his mouth wide.

The Yoo Sungjun on the opposite side reached out toward him.

And then.

Splat!!!

A tentacle suddenly extended from his hand, plunging deep into the open mouth.

"Gah, ugh, cough."

The sound of tentacles thrashing around inside Yoo Sungjun, who couldn’t breathe properly, was nauseating.

"Ugh."

Alice gagged in disgust.

"No wonder the memory isn’t intact. Damn it."

Yu Parang cursed as well.

Finally, when the internal damage reached a certain point, Yoo Sungjun’s consciousness faded.

He was dead.