THE FINAL WHISPER- X

Chapter 15: A Massacre in the Name of Vengeance

The night air was thick with tension. Ji-ho stood on the rooftop of an abandoned skyscraper, his crimson eyes gleaming in the moonlight. Below him, the district bustled with the movements of 2,000 B-rank Awakeners, all members of the organization tied to his family's murder.

Tonight, they would all die.

Unleashing a Storm of Destruction

Ji-ho took a deep breath. His hand twitched, and in an instant, the Destructive Ray formed—not as a beam, but as a sword of pure annihilation.

"No mercy. No escape."

He leapt from the rooftop. The moment his feet hit the ground, the massacre began.

His sword tore through the first dozen men like they were made of paper, their bodies disintegrating into nothing. The screams started, but Ji-ho didn't slow down. His telekinesis grabbed weapons from fallen enemies, hurling them back at their owners with deadly precision.

Gunfire erupted. Dozens of Awakeners rushed at him, blades infused with elemental energy.

Ji-ho smirked.

With a mere thought, his rays shifted, forming dozens of thin, needle-like projectiles that pierced through bodies like a storm of death. Limbs severed. Heads burst. Blood painted the streets.

One Awakener charged, his fists crackling with explosive energy—

Ji-ho's sword extended, piercing the man's heart before he even swung.

Another came from behind, launching fireballs—

Ji-ho twisted, forming a barrier of energy that redirected the flames, incinerating their caster.

Bodies fell by the hundreds. Panic spread through the crowd. Some tried to escape, but his destruction knew no bounds.

He raised his hand. The Destructive Rays shaped into chains, wrapping around the fleeing Awakeners—

Then he ripped them apart.

One Against a Thousand

The final 1,000 men surrounded him, fear in their eyes but desperation in their stance. They had nowhere to run.

Ji-ho extended his arms—

And the sky turned red.

A barrage of Destructive Rays rained down like falling stars, piercing the streets, crushing bones and reducing flesh to nothing.

Those who remained charged at him in groups, but Ji-ho's sword shifted into a long, scythe-like blade.

He spun.

Blood sprayed in every direction as the scythe carved through multiple enemies in one clean motion.

One after another, they fell.

Until none were left standing.

The Mark of the Enemy

Ji-ho stood amidst the corpses, his breathing steady, his rage unwavering.

Then, something caught his eye—

A logo, stitched onto the uniforms of the dead.

It was an angel, its wings spread wide in purity.

But as Ji-ho tilted his head, the image shifted—

The angel's wings became twisted horns. Its halo turned into flames.

A devil disguised as an angel.

Ji-ho clenched his fists.

This same logo had appeared on the bodies of the three targets he had already killed.

This was more than revenge.

This was a war.

And now, it was time to move on to the next name on his list—the fourth man from the video.

An AA-rank Awakener.

A monster who wielded the power of poison and decay.

Ji-ho grinned, wiping the blood from his blade.

"I'm coming for you."

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Next Chapter: A Battle Against Poison and Death!

To be continued....