Kidnapped Dragons (KR Web Novel)

– Misterrr~~~~~~ Cthulhuuu~!!

Under the overwhelming applause of the crowd, a man wearing a squid mask – Mister Cthulhu – took a step on the octagon.

Having experienced the Great War, he knew how humans could become deformed corpses.

For example, a superhuman that died to a succubus would have all their bones melted and become mushy. Succubuses with a refined sense of taste sometimes tied a knot with the arms of the mushy corpse.

And now, he was going to do the same to the baby-chicken mask that was standing before him. If he destroyed all the bones of the opponents arms and tied a knot with them behind that laughable mask, people would definitely love it.

But a minute passed after the bell rang.

He didnt even know what happened and was lying flat on the ground.

‘…?

His chest was being stepped on by the man.

An outrageous force and pressure suffocated him. When he turned to the side, he could see the astonished gazes of the crowd and soon, the drunk referee checked whether he was dead or not with his arms crossed behind his back.

“You dead? Cthulhu?”

Dead my ass, you stupid dotard.

Mister Cthulhu thought to himself.

What happened just then? He had run in, in order to get in a grappling position and had successfully struck the opponents stomach with his shoulder.

Being struck by a 3-digit world ranker like him running in at full speed after strengthening the body and supporting it with mana, was more devastating than crashing into a dump truck.

And yet the man nonchalantly stopped and pushed him back.

Because of that he got fairly angry. He used mana to manipulate his blessings and closed the gap in the blink of an eye but…

What happened then?

He couldnt remember anything after that.

By the time he realised it, he was rolling on the ground.

“Do you accept your loss? Cthulhu?”

The drunk referee giggled. Enraged, Cthulhu grabbed the referee by the neck and threw him while still lying down on the ground. The old ref flew up, crashed into the ceiling and died immediately.

The cheers of the crowd distracted his ears.

Mister Cthulhu admitted his loss and the man wearing the baby chicken mask immediately lifted his foot.

On the way outside, he bashed another staff member of the fight club and killed him. Unable to control his anger, he picked up a running car and threw it. He then killed a ruffian walking by.

The longer his thoughts continued, the more it touched his emotions.

He remembered how it was when he exited the building. The cheers that had been for him had changed its target to the chicken mask. The envy of males and desires of females had all been replaced by sneers.

Normally, he wouldnt even have the time to worry about stuff like that. However, he was currently Mister Cthulhu – one middle-aged man who dedicated his life to his hobby.

In the back alleyway, he couldnt control himself and called someone.

“Hey. Its me.”

There werent many inside the Association who knew of Mister Cthulhus secretive hobby life. He called the strongest junior who knew of his hobby.

“Can you deal with this one guy for me? Yeah. Yeah. Thats right. Yeah. I lost at the 14th defense match.”

When he roughly explained the situation, a pitying voice escaped with a sigh from the other side of the phone.

– Bro. Isnt it about time you stopped doing this? Youll be 50 in a day or two, bro.

The tone of that voice was eating at his pride. However, Mister Cthulhu was fine with losing a little bit of pride here, as long as the baby chicken mask that was looking down at him could get smashed to death.

“Fu*k. What if Im 50? You want me to swing a golf putter like all those boring guys out there?”

– Haigo. Thats at least better. Whats gotten into you right before hitting 50 after spending your whole life swinging pens? Why are you swinging a burning bat now?

“Oi, just help me out with this, dude.”

– If the Association hears anything about this, youll be absolutely destroyed bro. Im sure you know that yourself?

The one on the other side of the phone was from the International Superhuman Associations vanguard secret ops. The commander of Vanguard: Fill the Gray – a top world ranker with the rank 271.

Shadow Human,Ohn Sung-o.