Daddy is too Strong-Chapter 153

When Do-Jun informed Seung-Ho about the Fissure at Oksu Station, he was certain it was a C-rank, as that was its estimated classification. However, what lay before Seung-Ho’s eyes was nothing like what one would expect from a C-rank Fissure.

A blood-red sky stretched overhead, and the desolate wasteland beneath it looked like a scene from an apocalyptic movie. A bare-chested man wearing blood-soaked pants sat in a massive chair made of twisted, thorny branches. Behind the chair, another Fissure swirled, the scene beyond resembling hell itself.

[A Fissure Distortion is occurring.]

[Special Quest—Forced Encroachment has been triggered.]

[Defeat Baal’s subordinate within the time limit.]

[Success will earn you the title ‘Conqueror of the Tyrant King.’]

[Failure will initiate the quest ‘Core—Tutorial,’ and you will be forcibly transferred to the Core.]

[Time remaining: 23:59:10]

By the time Seung-Ho realized something was wrong, it was already too late. He banged on the gate that led back to Earth, only to see another message. freewebnøvel_com

[Quest in progress.]

Leaving was impossible.

The man rose from the chair. At the same time, his arm turned a deep navy blue, and a dazzling light radiated from the ring on his finger. He was Kamatra, the Third Commander of Baal’s Demon Legion, also known as the Tyrant King.

Baal the Demon King was the first-ranked demon among Solomon’s Seventy-Two. He had sent Kamatra to Earth for a specific purpose with a clear directive.

“Find the king of Earth. And bring his head to me.”

Kamatra recalled Baal’s command as his gaze swept over Seung-Ho. At that moment, another man entered the Fissure, dressed in a suit despite the sweltering summer heat. It was the civil servant from Seoul City Hall who had suggested coming here today.

Do-Jun shot Seung-Ho an apologetic look as the latter stood frozen in fear.

“This was my mistake. I shouldn’t have sent you in first,” Do-Jun said.

Seung-Ho didn’t have time to respond. He could only stare in disbelief at Do-Jun’s calm demeanor. Couldn’t he see the horrifying scene unfolding before them? Danger was evident at a glance.

Do-Jun walked toward Kamatra.

“S-Supervisor Lee! What are you doing?!” Seung-Ho shouted, reaching out toward him in panic. “You’ll die if you go there!”

Still, that was all he could do. His legs trembled, his breathing was labored, and the oppressive atmosphere left him unable to move a single step. All he could do was scream with all his might.

Trusting the claim of a C-rank Fissure, he hadn’t even bothered to bring an emergency cam. They couldn’t escape, nor could they call for help from outside. Do-Jun was just an ordinary civil servant with no special powers. Although Seung-Ho knew he was the only one who could try to help the situation, he found himself frozen in fear.

“Y-you’re... going to... die!” he stuttered with great difficulty.

Do-Jun unbuttoned his blazer and continued walking toward Kamatra, who finally spoke. “Let me ask you, human. Are you the king of Earth?”

Dark energy surged from Kamatra’s body. Do-Jun merely smiled faintly as the civil servant ID badge hanging from his neck jingled softly.

***

Outside the Fissure was where the real chaos was happening.

An S-rank Fissure had appeared at Oksu Station. Everyone within a ten-kilometer radius was evacuating to designated locations under military orders. People understood that evacuation orders were only issued when the Hunter’s Bureau classified an S-rank Fissure as “catastrophe-level,” not for every S-rank Fissure.

The area around Oksu Station was completely locked down. Except for military personnel and operational teams, no one was allowed entry. Even journalists from major broadcasting networks stayed out. The story was monumental, but no one was brave—or foolish—enough to risk their lives for a scoop. Moreover, entering the zone was strictly prohibited by law.

Within a five-hundred-meter radius of the S-rank Great Fissure, entry was forbidden to all except the operational team.

To the public, Kang-Hyun was nothing short of a hero. He was the undisputed strongest in Korea. However, that was only true among Hunters. He mulled over Young-Chul’s words from long ago.

“You operate in different fields. You’re Superman.”

Someone who operates under the spotlight.

“And Supervisor Lee is... The Dark Knight.”

Someone who operates in the dark. The two operated in different worlds.

***

Kamatra clearly remembered the image shown to him by his lord, Baal.

The Celestial Compass was a power that revealed the future—that is, who would claim the throne in the Core. The originally foretold future had a single line extending straight to a single point. Initially, that point was aimed at the Deep Realm. In other words, the throne was to be claimed by someone from the Deep Realm.

However, just a few months ago, the single line on the compass suddenly split into two. One line still pointed to the Deep Realm, while the other now pointed to Earth. Presently, the future was uncertain, with the compass showing both paths.

“I will ask again. Are you the king of Earth?” Kamatra asked again.

Seung-Ho could clearly hear Kamatra’s words. The question about being the king of Earth was directed at Do-Jun.

Suddenly, Seung-Ho remembered what Dong-Hyun had said on the rooftop yesterday. “The Bureau Chief said that if you cross Supervisor Lee, he won’t let it slide.”

The Status Window Snake, coiled around Do-Jun’s wrist, let out a sharp cry. Its scales began shifting colors, glowing in a spectrum of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, navy, and violet. Finally, it settled into a deep black hue.

[Status Window (Black) activated.]

[Skill Enhancement Ring activated.]

Kamatra couldn’t believe his eyes. The snake on Do-Jun’s wrist was unmistakably a Status Window Snake. The fact that this human had one wasn’t groundbreaking. While it was challenging to get through the Core’s tutorial, it wasn’t impossible by any means. The problem was that he had never seen the snake turn black before.

“Well... I did sit on a throne of sorts for a time,” Do-Jun remarked nonchalantly.

As the Heavenly Demon, Do-Jun had once been the leader of Heavenly Demonism. However, he had never officially claimed the throne. Just like now, Do-Jun found revealing his existence to the world to be a tiresome hassle back then. He simply lived quietly in the remote Kunlun Mountains.

“You see, I don’t like noise.”

Do-Jun’s eyes grew cold, and that chilling gaze made Kamatra flinch instinctively. Was it anger? No. It was devoid of any emotion—a void.

“I would have left you alone if you had stayed in the Core,” Do-Jun muttered.

“Armorize,” Kamatra said, clenching his fists. He had mastered Armorization to its peak, reaching the sixth stage: the navy Armament that earned him the title of Tyrant King.

He launched himself forward, the ground caving in beneath his feet as he accelerated toward Do-Jun. Drawing back his right arm, he infused it with demonic energy and unleashed a punch with all his might. The air itself seemed to tear as the punch sped toward Do-Jun’s face.

Seeing the attack, Do-Jun muttered, “Maybe you’re just a bit slow.”

Do-Jun’s hand was simply faster, and in a very anti-climactic way, Kamatra’s fist never reached Do-Jun.

“Guh! Urgh! Guh!” He found himself choking as Do-Jun’s hand gripped his throat.

In that moment, Kamatra realized something. The only emotion in Do-Jun’s eyes was annoyance.

This is insane! Seung-Ho thought as he watched the battle, which was more like a one-sided confrontation, in utter shock.

The man held in Do-Jun’s grasp was clearly an extraordinary powerhouse, far beyond imagination. Yet Do-Jun treated him as if he were nothing.

Unparalleled. That was the only word he could think of.

Is he even human?

Even the most elite S-rank Hunters, even the first Hunters hailed as superhumans, could never subdue Kamatra with one hand. To Seung-Ho, Do-Jun seemed to have transcended the very concept of humanity.

Boom!

Do-Jun swung the hand that held Kamatra. The impact slammed Kamatra into the ground, causing the earth to tremble as if an earthquake had struck. Blood sprayed from Kamatra’s mouth.

This is impossible. This has to be a dream! Kamatra thought as he desperately drew on his demonic energy.

He couldn’t win. This wasn’t just a matter of odds—it was a battle he was fundamentally incapable of winning.

I have to go back to the Deep Realm.

He couldn’t die such a meaningless death. He needed to inform Baal of this. But as if Do-Jun had already read his mind, he swung his arm, unleashing a formless sword energy that shot toward the Fissure leading to the Deep Realm. With the sound of shattering glass, the dimensional gate to the Deep Realm disintegrated completely.

“You... You destroyed the dimensional gate?! T-this can’t be!” Kamatra screamed, his voice a mix of despair and terror.

He began to tremble uncontrollably. Was it madness from fear or despair at being unable to return to the Deep Realm? Do-Jun seemed like a monster in Kamatra’s eyes.

“What... Just what are you?! How can a human—how can someone as insignificant as a human—possess such power?! How could a human possibly defeat m—” Kamatra’s words stopped short.

He saw the entity writhing within the gaping maw of the Status Window Snake coiled around Do-Jun’s wrist. It was a being from myth, one that no one dared challenge: Uroboros.

“Uro...boros...” he stuttered, stupefied.

It wasn’t supposed to be something anyone could capture. For the adventurers of the Core and even the residents of the Deep Realm, Uroboros wasn’t a monster to be defeated—it was a part of the tutorial environment.

“N-no way, a-are... you...” But Kamatra couldn’t finish his sentence.

A black sword pierced through his body.

***

Monday, 10 AM. Seoul City Hall, Fissure Management Division.

⌜Regarding the S-rank Great Fissure incident at Oksu Station last Saturday, Hunter’s Bureau Chief Jung Young-Chul expressed gratitude, stating that such a flawless operation, with no casualties, would not have been possible without the military’s cooperation. However, he refrained from commenting on the specifics of the S-rank Great Fissure raid, which left the public increasingly curious.⌟

The morning meeting had just ended. Taking a brief break, the staff watched the news coverage of the Oksu Station S-rank Great Fissure incident. Cheol-Soo shrugged, his expression one of bemusement as he listened to the reporter.

“Why are they so curious? Just think of it as the S-rank Hunters doing their job well, huh? Why all the fuss about releasing the footage? Didn’t the Bureau Chief already say they didn’t even record anything?”

Just then, someone went around the office, placing iced coffees on the desks in front of the staff. “Thank you for the meeting. You must be thirsty, so please have some.”

It was Seung-Ho.

The staff were visibly stunned, their eyes wide as they stared at him in disbelief. For some reason, his demeanor had suddenly changed.

“Ah, no... We should be bringing you coffee instead, Hunter Yang...”

Seung-Ho smiled awkwardly and replied, “You all work so hard, I wanted to do this for you. Please, don’t mind it!”

Finally, he approached Do-Jun and set down the last coffee on his desk. “H-here you go, Supervisor Lee.”

Do-Jun smiled warmly in response.

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