A Psychic's Scarlet Dream 106 Chapter 55: Abgere Part 1

Vermillion, an organization made up of psychics and half-psychics. They supply psychics or half-psychics to places that need them, in exchange for appropriate payment of course. They are more or less like a mercenary band supplier that grew too large to be called that.

To those who don't know of supernatural, they know this organization as a tech firm, one of the biggest tech firms in the world.

However, to those who know of supernatural, this organization is an absolute terror. They know it as the strongest force in the world. Yet, this force is not actually fighting in the war itself. They are just helping their allies in The Dragon Alliance to fight. They are supplying a few capable people to help directly but only if they are asked to, otherwise, not even that.

But why is that anyway? It's because they have gotten multiple threat letters by some unknown party that calls themselves 'Abgere'. Specifically, Abgere has threatened the Phoenix, which is an alias for the leader of the organization and the 10 h.e.l.lfires, who come right after him in the organization. Needless to say, these 11 people are ridiculously strong and can probably defeat this Abgere, but for a particular reason, they can't take risks right now.

And so, today too, Gin Hanks, one of the 10 h.e.l.lfires, is spending his night relaxing in his comfortable sofa while watching television. He doesn't really have much to worry about with 20 bodyguards in total, posted all around his ridiculously large house, to guard him.

Well, that is what he believed, at the very least.

Gin: "The h.e.l.l happened here!?"

In a confused tone, Gin asks a bodyguard as he sees two of his other bodyguards lying dead on the floors of his corridor. From the hole in their heads, he could tell that their heads had been hit by something really fast, like a bullet, but not a bullet. He could also tell that they really are dead and there is no chance of recovery for them.

Bodyguard: "I don't know, sir. Something suddenly came at us flying like a bullet. I was able to dodge but they couldn't."

The bodyguard replies in a panicking and shocked voice, which shows that he hasn't snapped out of his initial surprise yet.

Gin: "It wasn't a bullet, I can tell that much."

With Gin's no-bulls.h.i.+t face on, the bodyguard has no way to not keep talking even if he doesn't want to. But to have shaken a real psychic so bad, Gin understands that whatever killed the two was really potent.

Bodyguard: "Yes sir, you're right. It wasn't a bullet. Whatever it was, it was on fire."

Gin: "What!? Fire, that's ridiculous."

Gin twists his face in disbelief as he says so, to which,

Bodyguard: "No sir, I'm pretty sure there was fire on that projectile."

Gin can't possibly not believe him when his heartbeat shows that he is telling the truth. And the fact that he is telling the truth is all the more confusing.

It's not that he can't think of any way to throw a projectile really fast and have fire on it. He himself could do it too, but still, he wouldn't. That's because there are much more efficient ways of killing than that. The fact that the killer used such a method means that he wants to make a show of this.

Gin: "Is the b.a.s.t.a.r.d taking me lightly?"

He questions himself as he looks at the still shaken bodyguard looking at his two fellow's dead bodies lying in the corridor. Then they hear footsteps approaching. The bodyguard tries to ready himself to fight because of the possibility that it could be enemies' footsteps but Gin, having already sensed through aurreading that they are footsteps of other bodyguards, stops him.

Gin can sense about four other bodyguards coming his way. The 20 bodyguards had all divided into six teams, with three on four teams and four on two teams. So the team that is coming there is one of the larger units, he presumes.

But before they reach their destination, they stop and turn around. Gin realizes something is wrong and starts heading towards them but just as he takes his first step, he sees one of the four who were coming there being thrown at the wall.

Gin: "What the f.u.c.k!?"

He curses the confusion inside him as he starts running towards them, and reaches them in mere two seconds. Unfortunately, within those two seconds, the person responsible for throwing that man had already fled away. And before doing that, he had made sure to take care of other three as well. This is what Gin realizes as he looks at the other three dead.

On closer inspection, he finds that these three have had their throats split by a sharp weapon, probably a regular knife, while the other one, the one that Gin saw being thrown at the wall, has had his neck broken.

Gin: "He didn't use any abilities to kill them?"

He wonders as he sees the unbelievable sight of his dragon bodyguards killed, and four at once nonetheless.

Gin: "He is making a mockery of these guys."

Just as he says that, he hears the noise of something hitting something else and a small groan escaping. As he turns around, he finds out that the groan came from the bodyguard who was left alive, as he has also been killed and with the same type of headshot that killed his two fellows.

Gin: "Tsk!"

He clicks his tongue and grumbles to himself as he slowly walks over to the new dead body.

For better protection, along with 9 psychics from Vermillion, 8 dragons (who were to stay in their human-form) and 3 ghosts have also been provided as bodyguards for each h.e.l.lfire. Out of those twenty, 3 psychics and 4 dragons have already been taken care of without Gin getting a clue as to what is really going on.

He has to wonder at this point what this Abgere is really capable of. Well, he doesn't really know it is Abgere who is responsible for this attack but because of the circ.u.mstances, he is the top suspect.

Gin: "d.a.m.n!"

He says while sighing as he looks at the seventh dead bodyguard who he had just moments ago seen alive.

Gin walks towards his bedroom in the diagonal right to his corridor entrance and sees blood coming out from there.

Gin: "What the h.e.l.l!?"

He shouts as he runs to the bedroom and finds three more psychic bodyguards annihilated. These three have had metal rods run through their stomach and then hanged to the ceiling.

Gin: "When did this even happened?"

Gin himself had come out of this bedroom when he heard the commotion in the corridor. Between the time he left and came back, merely five minutes would have pa.s.sed. And add to that, there were no bodyguards posted in his bedroom; so the one who did this killed them, brought them here and hanged them, all in mere five minutes. And in these five minutes, he also killed those four dragons outside.

Gin: "Is this guy really working alone?"

From the intelligence given by literally every source that came up with anything on Abgere, he seemed to be working alone. But when he has done all this, Gin can't help but have doubts. However, those doubts are meaningless as,

"Oh, I'm working alone, alright?"

Comes the voice from behind Gin causing him to turn and light the place on fire by pyrokinesis. That, however, does nothing as the owner of the voice seems to have escaped.

Gin: "What the h.e.l.l … this guy … he's …"

Panting from the adrenaline boost he had gotten when he heard a voice bold and threatening behind him, Gin keeps turning his head in all directions to keep a lookout.

Gin: "How is … he possibly … able to … do this?"

Even as he activates psycho-barrier around him and keeps a lookout with aurreading, he can't help but feel anxious and a bit panicked.

Gin: "Half of those bodyguards have been killed. This is ridiculous!"

Without any idea as to where he should go, all Gin can do in this situation is try to gather the remaining ten bodyguards in one place for them to have a better chance at stopping Abgere. And so he telepathically messages all of the remaining ten to a.s.semble at the corridor. However, he finds that he can only connect to the remaining 4 dragons and 3 ghosts, not the remaining 3 psychics.

Gin: "The h.e.l.l!? Have they been killed too!?"

He wonders, but his answer comes very soon, in the form of the ceiling of his living room collapsing and revealing the missing three psychic bodyguards. However, as soon as their bodies fall on the ground, their heads flies off as if it was only attached with some cheap glue.

Gin tightens his arms and looks away from the scene. He is utterly disgusted of the fact that Abgere is killing every team of bodyguards in different ways as if to show just how weak they are that he can kill them in any way he wants to.

Gin: "These people can't do anything against this guy. I need to take care of him myself."

Even if it's harsh, it's the truth that his bodyguards are able to pose no threat to the man named Abgere.

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