ALL NOVEL Chapter 283
Chapter 283: Departure (3)
“Hands up! You bastards!”
“I’m going to blow your heads off?! Huh?”
With dark skin and a fierce expression. The Korean language flowed smoothly from their mouths.
The ones menacing the flight attendants and passengers were Koreans.
Amidst the terrified passengers trembling in fear, Yoo Ji-han’s party complied by raising their hands.
‘Do they not recognize us?’
Despite having their faces frequently featured in the media recently, they did not recognize Yoo Ji-han.
However, the atmosphere changed when they spotted Chilla.
“What is that doll?”
“Damn, I thought it was real!”
“……”
Chilla, treated like a doll, remained still without blinking.
It was to avoid provoking the terrorists.
‘What should we do, hyung?’
Sitting down, Kim Si-hu signaled Yoo Ji-han with his eyes.
They were contemplating a course of action.
The other passengers on the same floor were glancing at them repeatedly.
‘Just wait a moment.’
Yoo Ji-han subtly shook his head and refrained from making any moves for now.
It would be easy to subdue the intruders who had come to the 2nd floor, but the aftermath was the issue.
If any other passengers were taken hostage, it would become very complicated.
‘There should have been a retired hero flight attendant on the 1st floor…’
One of the modern airline’s strategies for safety and business was to hire retired heroes as flight attendants.
Since the position offered a much higher salary than that of regular attendants, it was quite common for retired heroes to work in such roles.
Yoo Ji-han had definitely passed by them when boarding the airplane.
Yet, seeing the terrorists wreak havoc meant something had gone wrong.
“Open the door!”
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The terrorists pounded heavily on the door of the airplane cockpit.
However, those inside did not yield and held their ground.
One of the terrorists, his face twisted with rage, pointed his gun upwards.
“Aaaah—!”
“Shut up!”
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Bullets were fired in rapid succession towards the airplane’s ceiling.
With the sharp screams of the passengers echoing, great turmoil ensued in the cockpit.
Click!
And just when the lock on the door finally gave way.
Yoo Ji-han charged at the terrorists focused on the door.
Thud!
Striking the back of one terrorist’s head hard caused them to lose consciousness immediately.
Before the gun fell from their limp hand.
Yoo Ji-han tripped the leg of another terrorist next to him.
“Ugh!”
A kick to the downed terrorist’s head made him emit a brief scream before passing out.
The duo by the door collapsed in an instant.
The remaining terrorists supporting them were startled and pointed their guns at Yoo Ji-han.
‘The bullets can’t ricochet.’
While an ordinary magic-imbued hero could easily deflect regular bullets.
Those bullets bouncing could end up hitting the passengers.
In response, Yoo Ji-han utilized sampling.
<—How to stop their bullets>
Szzz—!
Long green afterimages stretched out before him.
Among those afterimages leading towards the solution that Yoo Ji-han sought.
The one confidently stepping forward was the Sylph, who saw the same afterimage as a contractor.
Bang!
At last, a bullet flew towards Yoo Ji-han’s face.
Despite being in a state of panic, it was impressively precise shooting.
—Slow down!
Pang!
Mystical magic erupted from the Sylph’s body, coloring the cabin green.
That magic transferred onto the thin, long afterimages created by sampling, forming a translucent path of wind.
This was none other than the trajectory a bullet would sketch within a second as it moved forward.
Swhish!
On the thin path of wind, the bullet spun backward, drastically losing speed.
By the time it reached Yoo Ji-han’s skin, it merely fell to the floor with a light tap.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Panicked terrorists unleashed a barrage of bullets at Yoo Ji-han.
Amidst the gunpowder-scented rain of bullets, he calmly watched the wind path etched before him.
The Sylph was creating paths for each bullet spurting forth from the barrels without missing a single shot.
—Drop them all! Hee hee hee!
The bullets that passed through the wind path lost all their power and fell to the ground.
And while all the terrorists’ attention was focused on Yoo Ji-han.
Kim Si-hu and Min Yu-ri, who had been stealthily preparing, ambushed them.
“Screech! You play with me!”
“Ahhhh! The doll is moving!!”
The scream of the man captured by Chilla resonated throughout the airplane.
Immediately after, a terrorist from the 1st floor climbed up.
“What the hell is going on up there…?”
“Hello.”
“……?!”
From the side of the stairs, Lee Mi-a yanked his hair and slammed his forehead into the sharp edge of the stairs.
Crack!
With the sound of bones breaking, the man’s eyes rolled back in shock.
Only then did the terrorists on the 1st floor begin to shout.
“Damn it! There’s a hero upstairs!”
“This was not mentioned!”
“You there! Follow me.”
“Please, don’t do this!”
Noticing that there was a hero on the 2nd floor, the terrorists forcefully grabbed a young passenger.
The parents tugging desperately at the child stopped when they saw the knife held to the boy’s neck.
“Listen up, heroes above!”
“If you don’t stop attacking immediately, this kid dies!”
A threat aimed directly at the heroes.
When Yoo Ji-han glanced at Min Yu-ri, she nodded knowingly.
Following that, Yoo Ji-han slowly descended the stairs.
“Gasp!”
“Hey… That’s Yoo Ji-han!”
A few terrorists who faced him were dumbfounded.
Of all the times to coincide, they happened to run into such a hero!
“Who the hell is that?”
“Crazy! Don’t you watch the news?!”
“Ugh, this is why I didn’t want to work with country bumpkins…!”
“Did you just ignore me?”
Suddenly, the terrorists started arguing among themselves.
Seeing Kim Si-hu and Lee Mi-a approach from behind Yoo Ji-han, several terrorists trembled.
“You cowardly bastards! Why should I care who he is?”
“People die when you stab them with a knife anyway!”
Yoo Ji-han scanned the confident figures.
He could sense magic flowing from their bodies.
‘Ordinary people with magic.’
If they were active in the hero community, they would have definitely recognized him.
“If you move, you die.”
Just then, a man approached and aimed a dagger at Yoo Ji-han’s neck.
It was a dagger surrounded by only faint magic.
Yoo Ji-han didn’t even glance at it and said.
“At least you should have wrapped your aura around it.”
“What?”
“To cut me with such a cheap dagger.”
“……!”
As Yoo Ji-han deliberately leaned his neck toward the dagger, the terrorist’s eyes widened in shock.
However, contrary to his expectations, the dagger didn’t even scratch Yoo Ji-han’s skin.
It was as if he had placed a blunt stick against his flesh.
A scene showcasing the disparity between the terrorist and Yoo Ji-han.
“This, this monster…!”
And just as the terrorists looked on in horror at the scene.
Yoo Ji-han shouted.
“Nine!”
Tat!
As soon as he finished speaking, Min Yu-ri and Chilla, who had remained on the 2nd floor, leapt down the stairs.
In mid-air, Min Yu-ri had generated nine magic arrows in her grasp.
[Multi Shot]
As she came down and detected the enemy’s positions, Min Yu-ri sprinkled magic arrows into the air with her bare hands.
Though the power and speed were certainly lower than shooting them with a bow, the accuracy remained unchanged.
Pababababang!
“Ugh!”
“WAAAH!”
Screams erupted from the terrorists as arrows struck their shoulders, bodies, and legs.
Among them was the man who was holding a hostage.
“Screech!”
Boom!
Chilla swiftly rushed to the man, kicked him, and then cradled the child.
Afterward, the relentless violence of Yoo Ji-han’s party ensued.
From the very beginning, the gap between them and the terrorists was clear.
“Ugh!”
“It hurts! Ahhhh…!”
Terrorists with broken bones tumbled on the floor.
While Chilla, who was wary of any remaining hidden terrorists, soon set the rescued child down.
“Screech! Are you okay?”
“Yes!”
“You did well, no crying! Squeak!”
The child was happier being held by Chilla than being a hostage.
It was the moment that one more member joined the fan club.
“Thank you for helping! Ugh!”
A flight attendant who had been stabbed by a terrorist looked up at Yoo Ji-han with difficulty, expressing gratitude.
Yoo Ji-han raised his palm towards him.
“Don’t speak. Is there a doctor here?”
“I’m a doctor!”
Just in time, a doctor who was on vacation and aboard the flight to Japan rushed over to the flight attendant.
While he was tending to the wounds with the emergency kit brought by another attendant, his expression darkened.
“The condition is very bad…!”
The knife the terrorist had plunged was deeper than expected.
Even if the patient were to go into surgery immediately, their life couldn’t be guaranteed.
After hesitating for a moment, Yoo Ji-han rummaged through his pockets.
“Use this.”
“What is this?”
“It’s an herb I brought from another world.”
“……!”
The item that came from his pocket was a rolled-up blue leaf.
It was one of the herbs he had collected from Kabuum.
Who would have thought it would be useful in such a situation?
“You can use it for bleeding or urgent wounds.”
“B-but I can’t use an unfamiliar medicine in this environment…”
“Isn’t it better than dying?”
The counterpart accepted the herb, ultimately biting down on his lower lip tightly, recognizing that he was dealing with Yoo Ji-han, the hero who had returned from another world.
“Press it and squeeze.”
Following Yoo Ji-han’s instructions, the herb was squeezed over the wound.
A blue and transparent juice dripped and seeped into the injury.
“……Amazing, this is!”
The torn organs began healing automatically, an astonishing phenomenon causing the doctor to gasp in awe.
However, he couldn’t shake off the fear of infection or other side effects.
Meanwhile, Lee Mi-a had been rounding up the terrorists rolling on the floor like toys, pushing them all against a wall.
While Yoo Ji-han observed the first aid, he approached her and said.
“Something’s off about them.”
“What do you mean?”
“Why don’t they know us?”
“……Shouldn’t they?”
Lee Mi-a expressed her doubt, but.
These were criminals who attempted to hijack an aircraft from an entire nation.
How could there be people planning such a large-scale crime who didn’t even know the name of a recently famous hero?
Their lack of preparation was abysmal.
“Si-hu.”
“Yes?”
“I need to check something.”
Kim Si-hu extracted magic from the terrorist who had magic.
As Yoo Ji-han used sampling on the completed magic stone of the terrorist, his vision turned dark.
Moments later, he arrived at a cinema where the recent memories of the terrorist flew chaos like film.
—Looks like this.
The Sylph selected the most meaningful memory from among them.
A scene of a group of homeless people gathering at a subway station where the terrorist was lying on a newspaper.
“When was this?”
—About a week ago.
This indicated that the terrorist, who was involved in the hijacking, had been homeless just a few days prior.
—Cold, right? Here, have this.
A man approached the lying terrorist, offering warm coffee and bread.
With eyes wide open, the remembered terrorist, looking starved, hastily shoveled the bread into his mouth.
—Wouldn’t you like to take revenge on the world?
At the whisper of the man who provided the bread and coffee, the terrorist nodded, entranced.
And Yoo Ji-han’s gaze was fixed on the man who approached the terrorist.
‘Why is this guy here…’
The one who offered the bread to the terrorist was none other than the missing mage, Jung Young-wook.
Though he had his face wrapped tightly to hide his identity, he could not deceive Yoo Ji-han’s eyes.
Listening to their ensuing conversation, Yoo Ji-han’s expression darkened involuntarily.
‘The hijacking was a ruse!’
Just as the package that arrived for Kim Si-hu exploded.
This flight to Japan was soon to explode.