Chapter 125
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“…Did you forget something?”
Minister Park Sang-min tilted his head.
It hadn’t even been an hour since he had given his final goodbye and practically turned Lee Hyuk-soo away at the door.
Yet here he was, already back—with a completely different demeanor.
‘His energy has changed.’
His shoulders were squared, his expression confident, and his eyes shone with a strange certainty.
He had been visibly frustrated when he left—but now?
“There are 98 confirmed Incarnations in this building today, Minister.”
“…What did you say?”
Park Sang-min’s expression froze.
He couldn’t immediately comprehend what he had just heard.
There was no known method to definitively identify Incarnations.
Even the Abyss Safety Bureau relied on conjecture—cross-referencing internal and external Abyss data.
But Lee Hyuk-soo had said it boldly, confidently. He even named a specific number: 98.
And that wasn’t the end.
“I’ve discovered a way to identify them—at least within this building.”
“…You can identify Incarnations?”
“Yes. If you wear these glasses, you’ll see a special mark below their neck.”
Lee Hyuk-soo pulled out a pair of glasses from inside his coat.
They looked completely ordinary.
Park Sang-min examined them, eyebrows raised.
How could such cheap-looking glasses possibly distinguish Incarnations?
“…I don’t get it. They don’t even seem to be from the Abyss. How can they identify Incarnations?”
Another issue was the glasses themselves.
If they were from the Abyss, they would have disintegrated the moment they were handed over.
The fact that they didn’t meant they were Earth-made.
“The lenses are specially coated. They allow the wearer to see a mark below the necks of known Incarnations. You should see a black dot appear.”
“I heard you were here in the building for an hour…”
Did he mark every Incarnation during that time?
‘Bravery alone doesn’t make something possible.’
Internally, Park Sang-min sighed.
He still thought Lee Hyuk-soo was acting rashly.
His courage and willpower were commendable.
Lee Hyuk-soo was a hero who saved a million lives.
But Park Sang-min bore the weight of fifty million.
He couldn’t afford to join in on such a reckless venture.
He had no choice but to respond pragmatically.
“The evidence is still weak. What reason do I have to believe those 98 people are Incarnations? Please explain the method you used.”
“I can’t reveal how they’re identified.”
“Then neither I nor the Abyss Safety Bureau can work with you.”
But Lee Hyuk-soo answered clearly and firmly.
“Still, I’m willing to stake everything on it.”
Everything.
His conviction was different than before.
‘…He’s not lying.’
Park Sang-min had met many people over his life.
Only a rare few had the kind of conviction Lee Hyuk-soo was showing now.
They were nothing like con artists.
They said what they meant—and followed through with action.
Even if they had to descend into hell, even if they had to walk through fire, they would do it.
Was Lee Hyuk-soo one of those people?
A fraud—or a true hero?
“When you say ‘everything’… what exactly do you mean?”
“If they’re not Incarnations, I’ll give you my life.”
“……”
There it was—his life.
The most valuable thing anyone could offer.
But also the easiest thing to say.
Park Sang-min stared silently at him.
Lee Hyuk-soo didn’t look away.
‘Is it time to choose?’
If he didn’t accept Lee Hyuk-soo now, he doubted the man would ever return to the Bureau again.
But if he accepted—and the list turned out to be false—his career would be over.
Had he been younger, he wouldn’t have hesitated.
But age brought responsibilities.
He couldn’t offer everything on a whim anymore.
‘Still, it’s not just youthful bravado…’
Behind Lee Hyuk-soo’s courage was something more.
A driving force like a divine calling—a belief in something absolute.
“Mr. Lee. Do you believe in God?”
“…I do.”
“They say God does not play dice.”
“Yes. He detests such games.”
No hesitation.
His reply was strange—but comforting. They were both believers, after all.
Park Sang-min put on the glasses.
They didn’t match his prescription, but he could still see.
“98, huh? That’s more than I expected.”
“There are probably more.”
“If we include those absent or on outside assignments today, it could be over 200.”
“I believe so too, Minister.”
Park Sang-min looked up at the ceiling.
So many. Too many.
What even were Incarnations?
Lee Hyuk-soo had called them monsters who made contracts with demons.
From what Park Sang-min understood, that wasn’t far off.
If they truly were threats to Earth, then they had to be eradicated.
As a devout believer, he couldn’t allow demons to defile sacred ground.
“Do you know how to deal with them?”
“They must be gathered in one place. They don’t trust each other.”
“…Didn’t you say they were organizing in Bukhansan? And that they needed to be stopped before forming a group?”
Lee Hyuk-soo chuckled.
The same question he had asked the Prophet earlier was now being asked by Park Sang-min.
“If an Incarnation reaches the level of [half-demon], they can brainwash others to form groups.”
“Wait—half-demon? There are levels to this?”
“A true demonized human is called a half-demon. They’re much stronger and more malicious than I can handle alone.”
“……”
Was he hearing that right?
Wasn’t this the same Lee Hyuk-soo who defeated the Dragon Lord and cleared Legendary Quests and Unique Achievements?
Even ‘he’ couldn’t defeat a half-demon?
‘Insane…’
But he wasn’t lying.
Lee Hyuk-soo had cleared countless Abysses.
He undoubtedly knew more than anyone else.
If this was true, then Incarnations were absolutely threats.
If beings stronger than the savior emerged, who would stop them?
Preventing it in advance was the only answer.
Park Sang-min nodded slowly.
“…Excuse me. I’ll go take a walk.”
Still wearing the glasses, he stepped out of the office.
About 30 minutes later—
He returned, face drenched in cold sweat, pupils trembling violently.
“Are you okay?”
“I-I’m fine. It was just… more shocking than I expected.”
He had circled the building to verify who the Incarnations were.
And the result was horrifying.
‘They’ve already taken over!’
The Planning Team Manager and numerous executives were all Incarnations.
It wasn’t coincidence.
They were protecting each other.
Not just within the Bureau—there were powerful politicians who had helped them secure those positions.
His mind snapped into clarity.
It was time to decide.
To believe—or not.
If he did believe, he had to fully commit.
If not, this was the end of their partnership.
Taking a deep breath, Park Sang-min looked him in the eye.
“Mr. Lee. Let’s make one promise.”
“What kind of promise?”
“That we never betray each other.”
This mission required complete trust.
They had to keep their heads cool and their goals long-term.
Even a moment of hesitation could make them prey.
Lee Hyuk-soo nodded.
“Unless you become an Incarnation, I’ll never betray you first.”
“Good. Then… what should we call our operation?”
“…Excuse me?”
“Doesn’t this feel like a spy movie? If we have a code name, it’ll feel more official. Let’s come up with one.”
It had been a long time since he felt fired up.
Rooting out Incarnations—those who had made deals with demons.
They would deceive and manipulate, but he would purge them.
That required a code name.
And he wanted Lee Hyuk-soo to name it.
After a short pause, Lee Hyuk-soo replied.
“Prophet.”
“…Operation ‘Prophet’?”
Park Sang-min tilted his head.
That name was unexpected.
Was he referring to himself?
Then Lee Hyuk-soo nodded again—with even more certainty.
“Yes. We’ll call it ‘Prophet.’”
—
Park Chan-woo watched from a distance as Han Min-oh exited the Han Yeon Group building.
His expression was unusually stiff.
A bodyguard stayed close, while several assistants hovered around.
‘That’s not what I heard.’
He was supposed to be Han Shin’s shadowed little brother.
A forgotten second son—treated like he didn’t exist within Han Yeon Group.
But this scene told a different story.
He was being treated with ‘extreme care and reverence.’
However—
‘There are Incarnations swarming around him.’
The bodyguard, the assistants, and even some bystanders nearby.
Through the [Glasses of the Resplendent Dantalion], the number of Incarnations was staggering.
At least ‘fifty’ were surrounding ‘Han Min-oh’.
‘They’re probably trying to assess him before the large-scale Abyss opens.’
Trying to confirm whether he truly contracted with a [divine beast].
Carefully. Secretly.
That’s why—
‘There’s no way to sneak in.’
He had to be ‘right next to Han Min-oh’ when the [Sniper Abyss] began.
No amount of [coins] could save him if he wasn’t.
They’d keep firing until he died.
Han Min-oh would not survive without ‘Park Chan-woo’s’ help.
But the problem was ‘how’ to get close.
‘Then I’ll create an opening.’
Of course, he wasn’t worried.
He had already prepared a plan.
‘SSSSHHHHH!’
“What the hell?!”
“An Abyss?!”
“Damn it! Why now…?!”
“A sniper! It’s a Sniper Abyss!”
Violet mist spread around Han Min-oh.
A [Sniper Abyss].
But this wasn’t the large-scale one.
Only a single Creator had sniped him.
‘Adora. Perfect timing.’
It was none other than ‘Adora’, the Creator of Death.
Using the chaos, Park Chan-woo calmly walked toward Han Min-oh.
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