Chapter 165

Finding the location of the demonic sword wasn’t difficult.

The manner in which the criminal organizations of Ground Zero handled dangerous objects was already fully mapped inside my head.

It was an alleyway in Sector 7, where the sunlight barely reached throughout the day due to anomalies and the high walls.

A slum had formed there, populated by vagrants who didn’t belong to any criminal enterprise but didn’t possess Seoul citizenship either.

Among the makeshift houses constructed from wooden planks and torn fabric—

Even though it was broad daylight, a young middle schooler’s scream echoed alongside the sound of breaking...