“You…!”

They looked as if they had seen a ghost.

It was because Ju-Heon was sitting next to them!

“W, why is this bastard here?!”

Ju-Heon just ignored them and poured himself a cup. He then stuck his tongue out saying that it was extremely expensive but tasted terrible.

“Man, how many bottles of extremely expensive booze is this? It tastes like shit.”

Yang Chen and John were shaking in fear while looking at Ju-Heon.

‘W, why is this bastard here?’

They had looked into it just in case and they had confirmed that the plane had crashed into the Amazon.

‘He should have been captured by the apocalypse artifacts.’

So what was going on?!

They realized something at that moment.

"The rest of the team…there’s no way the other bastards are alive as well, right?!”

Ju-Heon snorted and the corners of his lips curled up.

“You fuckers are worse than dogs. Why did you have to do such useless things and make me work?”

Screams echoed out as soon as he said that.

Ju-Heon had pulled out an artifact dagger! The blade that came out of his pocket sliced a bottle in half.

Clang!

He then pointed the blade at the board members and Pandora executives drinking in the room.

Puuk!

“Kyaaaa!”
“Aaah!”

Blood splattered...