Rust - Chapter 837



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RUST [RUST]-837

Empire. Boston. President’s Residence Conference Room.

Dan Brown sat in the President’s office, quietly listening to the ongoing debate in the conference room. His secretary, who had been his direct subordinate during his time at the Department of Homeland Security, swallowed his anger quietly at the President’s call to limit his authority.

“Mr. President, shall we dig up those congressmen over there?”

Dan Brown shook his head at his secretary’s suggestion that he “shut the mouths of the members of Congress by digging up their backs.”

“Just leave it.”

The reaction from the conference room was a bad reaction if you think about it negatively, but a good reaction if you think about it positively. If you look at it from the perspective that public opinion is divided, it was a bad sign, but if you look at it from the perspective that public opinion is diverse, it was a good sign.

This was especially true when the talk of limiting the Führer’s powers was officially mentioned because of the treaty with the Holy Kingdom.

Since Ki-sun heard this directly, he would be able to understand the atmosphere of the empire.

‘If only we could regain the territory south of the Saint Lawrence River that the Empire had previously seized and then ceded, that would be a good thing.’

It would have been nice if the Imperial Diet and public opinion had risen to the point of threatening the Führer’s seat, and he had been forced to make some concessions.

‘Vladimir Kalin and Bernard Green make rational decisions, so it can be done.’

So, it would have been nice if they had stopped there. The Imperial Parliament and the military have crossed the line.

“Is it because Vladimir Kalin is the king of cannibals?”

That day. The day the Imperial Parliament was attacked.

There was someone who knew what Joseph Meyer said before he died. The question is, why did he bring it up now?

‘I guess now is the chance.’

Winter has begun.

Unless there’s a rat infestation or an invasion by the ant colony, most of the mutant monsters will be hibernating, so there won’t be any physical attacks. The rats have been subdued, and so have the ant colony, so safety is assured.

The previous winter had passed, and the foundation of the ocean city was completed. Even if a large-scale relocation is difficult, key facilities and major government offices will be built, so considering that, they may have decided to do it now.

But it was certainly unusual for a congressman from New York and a congressman from Boston to speak out in unison, calling Vladimir Kalin the cannibal king.

That’s why Dan Brown was able to read the desire hidden within it.

What the New York faction wanted was a stake in the newly built maritime city. Their goal was to make the maritime city that would become the new capital a second New York.

What the Boston faction wanted was for Boston, not the newly built maritime city, to become the capital of the empire in name and reality. At the same time, they wanted to secure shares in the maritime city to suppress the New York faction.

What was needed for both sides’ purposes was a weakening of the Führer’s power, since, according to Dan Brown’s principles, the New York and Boston factions were unlikely to gain much of a share in the new maritime city.

By reducing the powers of the Führer and subjecting him to the checks and balances of the Imperial Diet, he was able to distribute interests and shares through lobbying.

And since checks and balances through lobbying were a tradition of the United States, there was a hidden calculation that even President Dan Brown would not be able to reject it until the end.

Dan Brown noticed it.

‘This kind of life-size figure···.’

The problem was that it had tripped up Vladimir Kalin, the King of the Holy Kingdom.

The debate was made public to show that even the Emperor can’t make all decisions as he pleases, but the Imperial senators took advantage of the situation and started talking about the cannibal king and all.

In the Holy Kingdom, the most important thing was the will of the king. That is why the name of the country is ‘Kingdom’. Even the king and his will were ‘holy’.

The action that the Holy Kingdom has consistently shown so far is the subjugation of cannibals. However, ‘Isn’t the reason why you were so sincere about subjugating cannibals because your king is a cannibal?’ Since you did it in an open and official setting, it can’t be taken back.

Although Dan Brown tried to evacuate in a hurry, the already heated debate did not die down. Rather, as if he had been turned on by red bean porridge, there were some members of the National Assembly who thought that now was the opportunity and pushed forward.

To those who were digging in the sand, Ki-sun relayed the official position of the Holy Kingdom.

1) It’s crazy.

2) Since I saved you once as you requested, you should stop talking nonsense about the treaty.

3) I’ll send you a hot video so you can see for yourself what kind of shit you guys are shitting.

It was Ki-sun who sent the video of the imperial army collapsing in real time.

“Is this video real?”

“Why are the imperial armies fighting each other?”

“There must be a mental response device···.”

“Isn’t this manipulation?”

“Why would you do something that will be exposed so quickly?”

The scene of vampires destroying the Imperial Army’s formation began, and for some reason, scenes of Imperial forces fighting each other appeared on the screen.

The lawmakers’ eyes turned to the military generals.

‘Didn’t you say that you almost caught the vampire count?’

‘Didn’t you say that you could catch Vladimir Kalindo?’

‘Haven’t you installed a mental health device?’

‘What is the situation where our children are fighting among themselves?’

The military generals were equally confused. Ki-soon simply sorted out the confusion.

4) The King of the Holy Kingdom will not intervene, as evidence that he is not the King of the Cannibals and does not care about the political power of the cannibals.

5) So, either poop comfortably or hold it in and let it flow out. Do as you wish.

At the same time, one of the Imperial senators reflexively shouted:

“This is a violation of the treaty!”

At that shout, Ki-soon hung up the video call.

Pot-

Everyone was speechless at that absurd and decisive action.

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The eyes of the members of parliament and the military generals were all turned to Dan Brown. Den Brown pressed his temples and entered the President’s office.

“Connect to the emergency line.”

“Connection refused.”

Neither Maru nor Kisun received any contact from Den Brown.

“Fuck! Contact the special envoy.”

The shoulders of the special envoy who set out for the Holy Kingdom carrying the treaty became heavy.

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Rapid mobilization force.

The Empire’s elite soldiers certainly lived up to their reputation.

Troops trained to deal with Vladimir Kalin or opponents of similar weight are the sword and shield of the Empire.

The reason why this unit, which was only a battalion-sized unit in terms of numbers, was important was because it was intended to be used as a base to expand the size of the elite soldiers.

It was a valuable force because it was intended to grow various branches using the Rapid Deployment Force as a seed. That’s why Dan Brown tried to protect it even by throwing away the difficult-to-eat Canada.

“Wake up!”

“Wheww!”

The soldiers who were the future of the empire were killing each other.

Tudadadada—

“Stop it!”

“Overlap the shields!”

Armed to deal with high-level cannibals and vampires, the 20mm Vulcan cannon was more than enough to penetrate the exosuit armor of the Rapid Deployment Forces.

“You’re wrong. Those kids are crazy.”

“Anyone close to the vampire has been affected by the power. Think of them as enemies and shoot them!”

“Don’t you have a psychic response helmet?”

“Don’t you know that if you look at it now? That a helmet alone can’t stop it?”

When all your attention is focused on your eyes, a sharp sensation digs into the back of your neck.

Pergeuk-

“···why?”

Who could stop a comrade who was fighting right next to him from suddenly stabbing his neck with a knife? This is the thought that keeps ringing in the mind of the soldier who stabbed his comrade to death.

(Kill him!)

(Kill him!)

(Kill him!)

The Count displayed his madness by wandering around the bloody battlefield.

‘Okay. Kill him.’

The frozen floor was a slush of red blood that gave off a hazy steam.

The space where blood, flesh, bones, and internal organs were mixed began to emit a strange heat.

It was definitely abnormal to see the by-products, which should have frozen immediately in the sub-zero weather, oozing hot steam like freshly extracted raw organs.

The count shuddered at what he had done.

“Kill them all! Kill them all! All of them!”

It was the first time I had sucked so much blood in such a short period of time. It was the first time I had been on the brink of death so many times in a row, and it was also the first time I had absorbed such a large amount of fresh and vibrant blood.

‘Blood. I can feel it clearly.’

Twelve great nobles, but the Count himself might be more than that. What was needed was life, blood, and more life and blood.

The idea of ​​using the Rapid Deployment Force to get through was gone. The idea of ​​trying to escape the Holy Kingdom’s crazy clone bitches was also forgotten.

‘It’s now.’

The Count could not miss this opportunity that came suddenly. The feeling that if he killed her and continued to suck her blood, something fundamental might change was a sweet temptation worth risking death for.

Before I knew it, every time I absorbed blood, I could feel that not only life was being drawn to me, but something more fundamental was also being drawn to me.

Should we say that it is not just life, but life force itself? An energy source that has matured in the human body. Something that is the condensation of the source of mutation.

Crunch-

Even without that, the strength typical of high-ranking vampires was growing stronger in real time. He just lightly grabbed the helmet. The helmet dented in the shape of the fingers the Count was holding.

Puddle-

Chunks of blood, flesh, and shattered brain matter flowed out like melted ice cream from between the broken and crumpled helmets.

The Count pulled up the helmet he was still holding. The crushed skull popped out and the half-severed spinal cord dangled.

‘It’s not enough.’

The blood I thought was enough was not enough.

The blood that I thought was fresh was lacking.

It’s a matter of quality, not numbers.

Normal humans would not be able to cross the wall. The Count instinctively felt that he would need the blood of a person with powers or something similar.

‘Crazy bitches.’

What if it was those women who hunted you down?

The count’s gaze turned to the distant place where the Naruzu were gathered.

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The sight of blood and bodily fluids splattering in all directions and rushing into the Count’s body was an unscientific and illogical sight.

[Is it really like he became a vampire?]

[Weren’t you a vampire to begin with?]

[They just called them vampires because they sucked blood. It was just a code name or something.]

[The blood moved, right?]

[Oh. I saw it too.]

[Report to Oraburning?]

[I think the king must have seen the drones and crows scouting out?]

[Still, we have to send it to our point of view.]

[that’s right.]

[It feels different when you see it from the sky and when you see it through a scope.]

[I sent it.]

[Good job. But let’s be fair about who we send next time.]

[But what do I do about that?]

[I told you imperial idiots not to come.]

[We have to watch from here.]

[What if that vampire comes this way?]

[Don’t say such nonsense.]

[What if words become seeds?]

[···What are you going to do? So what are you going to do if it comes this way?]

[What’s the problem if you just do whatever the King says?]

[Huh? Look at that over here.]

[why?]

[suddenly?]

And then the words really became seeds.

[Wow, it’s really coming!]

[Is the Imperial Army coming too?]

[Shoot first!]

[Barrage! Barrage!]

Naruz’s salvo continued.

Just a moment ago, my joints would have been punctured and I would have collapsed, but now it was like I had shot a pudding.

The spot where the bullet went through swelled up like a blister, and then the vampire’s flesh and blood spurted out with a pop.

The imperial army, who had lost their minds and were rushing in with the vampires, were hit by the flesh and blood and exploded in a chain reaction.

[uh?]

[and?]

The vampire’s entire body, which emerged from the blood fog, was intact, as if it had never been shot.

The bullet hole explodes?

suddenly?

And then the wound just heals?

What is that?

[it’s crazy-]

[ah-]

[Hurry-]

The gun doesn’t work.

It’s so fast you can’t run away.

When we die, it will drink our blood too.

[We go together.]

[We are always one.]

Suddenly, as Naruzu held the nuclear grenade tightly and steeled his resolve to fight to the death, something rippling in space fell from the sky.

[?]

[Hideaway suit?]

[Oraburning?]

[Your Majesty?]

The moment when the silent ripples target the vampire.

Crunch-

The count’s right arm, wrapped in red energy and running, disappeared as if it was eaten by something.

Churrururuk-

The moment the arm disappeared, it suddenly regenerated. And then, as if it was happy with the regeneration, something invisible ripped off the vampire’s regenerated arm and ate it again.

Naruzu blinked at the sight of his arm being eaten, grown, and eaten in the blink of an eye.

What are we looking at now?

[?]

[??]

The vampire’s arm, which had been cut off twice, did not grow back into an arm this time, but swelled up like a balloon.

[Ah. That’s dangerous!]

[Blood explosion!] (Blood explosion!)

[Your Majesty, that thing explodes!]

[Take a stimulant and fall back!]

Naruz, who had immediately retreated at the cold voice and injected a cardiac stimulant, ran backwards at full speed.

In a space where nothing can be seen

Like fog.

Like a vine.

As the blooming death unfolded, the vampire’s swollen sac exploded.

Phew!

Flesh and blood burst like claymores, striking the space of death. With a dull thud, the hidden figure of Maru was revealed.

In that short moment, it seemed like he had swung his sword and blocked the thick lumps and drops of blood, but he was unable to swat away all the small drops of blood, which were like raindrops.

The count’s smile split open from ear to ear.

“I won.”

(Blast!)

The Count shouted at the scattered flesh and blood drops.

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“Blow!”

Maru, who was shaking off the flesh and blood on his stealth suit at the Count’s shout.

Thud thud – There was no life left in the falling flesh and drops of blood.