Return of the Sword God-Rank Civil Servant novel Chapter 331

An unplanned assault on Russia was now underway.

That was fine.

Even though it wasn’t originally part of the plan, thanks to this, the entire strategy had become far more efficient.

After a bit of preparation, Su-ho returned to the Tumen River area.

Vrrrm—

He pulled out his mana bike from the subspace.

He changed his appearance using [Disguise].

The chosen appearance: a frog face.

There was no particular reason it had to be a frog—he simply thought of a frog, so a frog it was.

With preparations complete, Su-ho immediately twisted the throttle.

BWAAAHHH!!

Infused with Su-ho’s mana, the bike roared as it began its mad dash.

It sped past the now-deserted border checkpoint and headed toward the so-called Bridge of Friendship, the structure spanning the Tumen River.

Originally, that bridge had collapsed the moment the region fell.

However—

'Just as I thought.'

The bridge had been crudely patched up—just enough to make it crossable.

Clearly the Bratva’s handiwork.

Since they needed it for their own use.

Su-ho crossed the bridge in a single breath.

His target: the railway junction in Khasan.

According to Yuri, that was where their secrets were hidden.

Su-ho flooded his bike with mana and headed at maximum output straight toward Khasan.

The road to Khasan was quiet.

The Bratva had essentially taken over the area, and most of the surrounding monsters had already been cleared.

Which meant there were fewer monsters, and more Bratva.

Su-ho’s sudden appearance immediately drew their attention.

“A bike?”

“That’s a mana bike, isn’t it?”

“Who the hell is that bastard?”

One by one, Bratva members raised their heads.

Su-ho immediately began buffing himself.

[ Blessing is activated. ]

[ Holy Enchant is activated. ]

[ Mana Perception is activated. ]

[ Endurance is activated. ]

[ Enhancement is activated. ]

[ Eye of the Blacksmith is activated. ]

Skill effects burst forth.

At the same time, Su-ho summoned a long [Blood Sword] from his [Blood Armory] and gripped it.

Then, without hesitation, he charged toward the Khasan railway junction, slashing down every Bratva member who appeared in his path.

“Shit!”

“An intruder!”

“Some bastard’s attacking us!”

“What the hell is he?!”

A madman wearing a frog mask, riding a bike, swinging a sword.

Just the keywords alone sounded like pure nightmare fuel.

Unfortunately, it wasn’t just the keywords—his actions matched the nightmare perfectly.

After all, no matter how strong an ordinary gang might be, how could they possibly defeat the top-tier Player of all humanity—Su-ho, riding a bike no less?

'There’s an old saying: one cavalryman can take on dozens of infantry.'

That truth still held in the modern day.

Mobility was a devastating force multiplier.

Then it happened.

“Fuck it! Just shoot him!”

Unable to endure any longer, the Bratva pulled out their guns.

This was Russia.

A region occupied by the Red Mafia—firearms were as common as pebbles.

TATATATATA!!

BOOM BOOM BOOM!!

Bullets rained down.

Some fired wildly, others carefully aimed and squeezed their triggers.

But the result was the same.

[ Dragon Body is activated. ]

[ Iron Cannon Three is activated. ]

TINGTINGTINGTING!

Like bouncing off bulletproof glass, the rounds ricocheted off Su-ho’s body.

Su-ho possessed stats at the peak of humanity.

On top of that, he had multiple defensive buffs reinforcing his form. How could mere man-made firearms pierce his outer layer?

Unfazed by the stinging bullets, Su-ho charged forward.

He might not always repay kindness, but revenge—he always returned it twice over. He didn’t leave a single shooter alive.

[ Cloud Severance is activated. ]

SLASH! SHHRRIP!!

With each swing of the blade, flesh, muscle, and firearms were shredded in chunks.

Blood spurted like fountains, and death painted the ground.

At this point, even the Bratva began realizing the severity of the situation.

“Shit...!”

“How the hell are we supposed to stop that?!”

“Hey, bring out the RPG!”

“Are you serious?!”

“Fuck, he’s clearly a Player. If we don’t use an RPG, how the hell are we supposed to stop him?!”

The RPG.

Properly known as the RPG-7—a rocket launcher, often called a bazooka.

Even that was fairly common among these guys.

This was Russia, after all.

When several Bratva appeared carrying RPGs, Su-ho smirked and gestured provocatively.

“That’s right, assholes! Fucking shoot!!”

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

The rocket launchers fired.

Their signature thunderous roars echoed as the rockets blazed toward Su-ho.

Su-ho didn’t dodge.

Instead, the moment they fired, he swung his sword.

SLASH!

[Cloud Severance] was unleashed the instant the rockets flew.

Amazingly, Su-ho’s blade—like a precision weapon—sliced the rockets mid-air.

The severed projectiles exploded on the spot.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Explosions rocked the area.

Even the surrounding Bratva were caught in the chain reactions.

Su-ho intended to kill as many Bratva as possible.

That way, the incoming KGB forces would get a proper middle finger when they arrived later.

And so Su-ho swept through the Khasan area, slaughtering every Bratva member he could find.

Once he determined that no more enemies were coming, he turned toward his real target—the railway junction.

'Quiet.'

The junction itself was silent.

It was one of the Bratva’s bases—but more specifically, it was used as living quarters.

Su-ho continued forward, cutting down the occasional idiot who popped his head out, and made his way toward Yuri’s room.

“What city is this in—where is the Bureau building located?”

“Moscow.”

So it was Moscow after all.

Without the teleportation stone, he never would’ve made it.

Su-ho nodded and asked again.

“Are all the bureaus from 1 to 13 housed here?”

“This is District 13, home to only the 13th Bureau. The ✧ NоvеIight ✧ (Original source) others are separated for security reasons.”

“Is that so?”

A bit disappointing.

If the other departments were here too, the party would’ve been even bigger.

Having satisfied his curiosity, Su-ho began a series of operational questions.

“I just arrived here using the teleportation stone. Which sector of District 13 is this? My objective is to eliminate the KGB Players who serve as Russia’s core strength, steal all project data related to Baikal and the Bratva, then return to Korea using the stone.”

“To do that...”

The unnamed agent began providing detailed answers to Su-ho’s questions.

[Enthrallment].

Truly a magnificent skill.

After gathering all necessary intel, Su-ho tapped the man’s sleep point and slid him into a corner of the building.

That way, the guy would survive.

“Now then, let’s get moving.”

That chance encounter had yielded incredibly useful intel.

No—in fact, he had secured all the information he needed.

Now all that was left was to move.

Staring down a corridor filled with lights, Su-ho began drawing in mana.

Then, releasing it in an explosive burst, he tapped the wall with his fist and triggered a skill.

[ Overcharged Electromagnetic Pulse is activated. ]

ZZZZAAAP!!

Blue lightning surged over Su-ho’s body and spread across the building via the wall he had tapped.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Explosions rang out as various devices burst one by one, and all of District 13 was plunged into darkness.

A massive blackout had begun.

“What the hell?!”

“What’s going on?!”

“A blackout?!”

In this unprecedented darkness, 13th Bureau agents began to panic.

This was the 13th Bureau.

The Russian government’s most sensitive agency. A power outage like this was utterly unacceptable.

Hearing their flustered voices, Su-ho smirked silently.

'As expected, nothing beats an EMP when you want to disable an entire sector.'

The Electromagnetic Pulse.

Commonly called EMP—this was Gu Yeon-hwa’s unique trait.

Upon use, it emitted an electromagnetic wave that disabled all electronic devices and equipment.

In the past, the Banshee team had relied on Gu Yeon-hwa’s EMP to bypass CCTV and security systems for their acts of terror.

And now, after hitting her first singularity, Gu Yeon-hwa’s EMP had evolved further.

Its new name: [Overcharged Electromagnetic Pulse].

As long as Su-ho had enough mana, its area of effect could be scaled—and not only would it disable electronics, it could even destroy them through overload.

'All right, time to move.'

Thanks to the EMP, all of District 13 was enveloped in pitch black.

Everyone else stumbled in the dark.

Everyone but one man—one free from the constraints of darkness.

[ Due to Original Vampire effect, you are not affected by darkness penalties. ]

It was Su-ho.

Thanks to the skill’s effect, his vision was crystal clear as he drew his blood sword and charged forward.