Heroine Hunts Heroines-Chapter 134

Maybe a few more smacks will help her “install” that Hangul patch.

“Get up, you piece of shit. Today, I’m going to erase the word ‘China’ from your head.”

***

Songdo

In Songdo, Rachel and Lee Yoo-jung were watching Yoo Eun-ha beating Ping Tao—the Sin of Gluttony—to a pulp on a massive smart TV, all while munching on popcorn.

Although the Chinese government’s drones had been disabled midway, journalists from the U.S., U.K., and Japan were broadcasting the fight to the entire world using their own drones and abilities.

Smack! Thud!

[“That’s satisfying.”]

[“Hold still, you bastard, so I can knock out all your teeth.”]

On the screen, Yoo Eun-ha was swearing with relish as she relentlessly pummeled Ping Tao.

She threw punches to her cheeks over and over, struck her solar plexus, shattered her arms, and crushed her knees.

It was a one-sided beating.

The Sin that China had placed so much faith in was being ceaselessly battered.

China’s hope was crumbling.

“Wow, I almost feel bad for her.”

“Well, anyone who challenges Eun-ha should know what they’re getting into. Look, she’s even being roasted in the live chat.”

Lee Yoo-jung manipulated her laptop to show Rachel the chat.

“What is this? The whole world is watching?”

“Yes.”

“LOL. ‘Let’s settle this with a duel,’ and now look who’s getting wrecked.”“Don’t they have any learning capacity? This is peak international humiliation. Absolutely getting their asses handed to them.”“They got crushed in Pyongyang and Pyeongseong too. Truly Yoo Jin-seok’s sister.”“The impact is insane. Is Ping Tao actually weak? Could I beat her too?”“What are you smoking? Do you not see Eun-ha’s speed and how that Chinese bitch is smashing through buildings?”“Korea No.1!”

Ping Tao was becoming an international laughingstock.

Meanwhile, Yoo Eun-ha’s reputation was skyrocketing globally.

“Unbelievable.”

China, having isolated itself from the international community and started this war using Sins and Hwangryong, was now the subject of worldwide resentment.

The sight of a single Korean cadet demolishing the Sin that China had banked on was immensely satisfying to audiences everywhere.

“It’s still impressive, though, isn’t it? Better to be the one dishing out the hits than taking them. Even in Japan, the response is positive. Some are even saying they should’ve deployed the Shinsengumi instead.”

“The Shinsengumi? That’s the special forces unit under the Shinohara regime, right? Their equivalent of royal court mages or knights in the Elven Kingdom?”

“Yes.”

“That Shinohara Yuzuki… she’s suspicious. I have a gut feeling about her. She’s probably after Yoo Eun-ha.”

Rachel’s intuition was sharp. That cunning woman was undoubtedly targeting Yoo Eun-ha.

“How do you know that without even seeing her? Though I suppose there isn’t a woman alive who wouldn’t fall for Eun-ha. And if it’s Shinohara Yuzuki, she’d want to recruit her for her abilities.”

“It’s just a feeling. A wife’s intuition!”

“Oh, right.”

Rachel and Lee Yoo-jung seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

However, they were still unaware of one thing:

A Sin is not called a Sin for nothing.

***

Songdo Battlefield Finale

I pummeled Ping Tao relentlessly, savoring the act like dipping freshly made tangsuyuk into sauce.

This woman, now the Sin of Gluttony, was utterly useless—a heroine I could never bring myself to like.

Had I knocked some sense into her yet?

No matter. If she was going to stick around as a Sin, she needed to meet the bare minimum standard of communication: a Hangul patch.

After all, a Sin like her had to remain by my side.

But then, as if fueled by some absurd defiance, the damned woman clenched her fists, still kneeling.

“What the hell, you bitch?”

"Gyaaah!"

“Where do you think you’re glaring at?”

How dare this arrogant woman clench her fists and glare at me?

Crack!

Grabbing her body with my knee, I smashed her again with all my strength.

This time, she held her ground, her body refusing to budge.

“So, you’re pretty sturdy now, huh? Is this the power of a Sin or what?”

I grabbed her by the hair and drove her face into my knee.

With a loud crack, the sound of her face breaking filled the air, but somehow, she remained unharmed.

"Cough... hack... urgh!"

“What the hell are you choking on now, huh?”

Suddenly, with unexpected strength, she grabbed my arm and drove her fist into my abdomen.

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Bam!

“Ugh!”

The impact sent me tumbling backward, rolling across the ground.

It hurt—a lot.

What the hell was that? Was this the strength of a Sin? Had all that overeating been converted into raw power?

I had let my guard down. I should have hit harder.

Even her appearance had changed.

“Goddamn it. I should’ve known that after embedding a Sin into Hwangryong, the true form of Gluttony wouldn’t match the original lore.”

She now had antlers on her head, resembling Hwangryong’s.

It seemed she had merged with the dragon. Zhang Wei must have poured immense effort into this, reviving Hwangryong wasn’t their endgame.

This was her Phase Two.

"Screech... creak... screeech."

Her voice, no longer human, made it clear she was now more beast than person.

“So, you’re not even human anymore, huh? Can’t even talk properly? Fine.”

Thud! Bang! Crash!

This time, I was the one sent flying, rolling across the battlefield.

The pain was... considerable.

It became clear what had happened.

This crazy woman seemed to grow stronger the more she was hit. She had pulled out a spear and struck me squarely.

“That was... something else. My chest hurts.”

It wasn’t unbearable, but it was clear that fighting her purely with brute strength wasn’t going to work.

While I intended to let her live, as a heroine, this was becoming an entirely different matter.

I needed to knock her out—but only just enough to keep her alive.

"Screeech!"

Clutching my chest, I observed her spear—it had clearly undergone some significant upgrades.

“Yoo Eun-ha! Yoo Eun-ha! Get it together!”

From the distance, I heard Yoo Jin-seok calling my name.

How annoying. As if I’d lose to something like this.

“I guess I’ll have to get serious now.”

I drew my sword from the subspace and aimed it at Ping Tao. Compressing Baekyeom into the blade, I prepared to strike.

"Screech... scree..."

The foolish woman seemed to think she had regained the upper hand, moving toward me like a puppet on strings.

“Baekyeom Bomb of Annihilation.”

Boom!

The compressed Baekyeom bomb exploded, engulfing Ping Tao in flames.

Her body caught fire, though the flames were quickly extinguished—so much for being a Sin.

“Baekyeom Bomb of Annihilation.”

I kept bombarding her with flames.

If I gave her any more time, this damned woman would pull something even more ridiculous.

The only way forward was to overwhelm her.

Did she really think having Hwangryong’s power meant she could defeat me?

She couldn’t be more wrong. I’m the ultimate dragon.

While her Gluttony powers were snuffing out the flames, the internal damage was undeniable.

“Baekyeom Bomb!”

Each successive bomb forced Ping Tao back, her movements slowing with every blow.

The bombs I was using weren’t ordinary. These were the same ones I had once used to annihilate tens of thousands of demon soldiers.

Boom! Bang!

The relentless barrage finally started to take its toll.

I could see her struggling, her energy waning.

“Would you just die already? No, actually, I’d prefer you hang on with just 1 HP left. It’d be a shame if you died outright.”

But then, something strange happened.

“This damn woman doesn’t even know how to quit.”

"Screeech!"

She kept rising, her indomitable will forcing her to her feet as she lunged at me.

Bam!

Her fist drove into my solar plexus, slamming me into the ground with enough force to break through the floor into an underground facility.

“Gah! She still has this much strength left?”

I tried to stand, but my breath was ragged and shallow.

"Screeech... Yoo Eun-ha... Die, Evil Dragon. Die!"

Wait, how does she know? Does she know I’m Azidahaka?

No, Ping Tao wouldn’t know that—this must be the Sin.

It made sense. The roots of the Sins were tied to Azidahaka, after all.

“Do you think I’ll die here?”

I grabbed Ping Tao’s forehead with one hand and started burning her with Baekyeom.

“If one of us has to die, it won’t be me.”

Whoosh!

Flames engulfed her head as her grip tightened around my neck.

Her face would keep regenerating, and I would suffocate if her grip didn’t loosen.

“This is just absurd. Who’s going to die first, huh?”

“Screeeech.”

“Here’s the thing: I’m an evil dragon. I don’t die.”

Even as her grip tightened, I wouldn’t break.

Finally, after burning her face for what felt like an eternity, her strength began to wane.

The choking pressure on my neck eased, and Ping Tao’s body collapsed.

I could feel my crushed windpipe slowly healing.

“Damn it, you piece of shit. This was a goddamn ordeal. I should finish her off now while she’s weak.”

Boom!

Suddenly, a surge of dark mana erupted from Ping Tao’s body.

“What the hell?”

The mana wrapped around her, forming a black armor that encased her body.

“So, Park Jun-hyuk was just a prototype for the Sins’ true power?”

This was all too familiar.

“Traitorous Evil Dragon... die!”

“Shit. I need to dodge—”

Whoosh!

Before I could react, Ping Tao’s spear pierced through me.

She had thrown it so fast that it seemed to vanish before reappearing in my body.

I collapsed, my body limp.

“This is why you should’ve finished it in one go instead of humiliating her…”

As my consciousness faded, those words echoed faintly in my ears.