I Became the Hidden Final Boss – Chapter 100

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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Xrecker
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I stepped forward, one foot at a time, toward Indigo, and he, his brow furrowed in annoyance, also stepped forward.

“No one interfere. I’m going to crush this bastard myself.”

Indigo, his voice sharp as he warned his team members, glared at me, and my eyes, hidden behind my helmet, glared back at him.

I was a little grateful that he had spoken my thoughts for me, since I couldn’t speak.

The annoyance continued to well up, but I tried to regain my composure as I watched him approach. Just as I had told my colleagues to calm down, I also tried to calm down and decided to just think about testing the new functions.

“I’m willing to listen to any last words you have before you get your ass kicked.”

Indigo, confident that he could win one-on-one, showed an arrogant attitude. I just got into a fighting stance without answering him.

“Is Spacetroe full of mutes?”

He probably chattered on like this when he fought Team 4 as well. And ordinary soldiers like me would not have answered him, and considering Seira’s personality… she would never answer.

“Let’s hear you scream from that mouth of yours!”

Indigo ran towards me and attacked with his fists. Although he was easily broken in a coordinated attack, his attacking style was not entirely foolish, as he had shown confidence in a one-on-one fight.

However, to me, who had been trained for a long time by dueling with Hunter Killer, it seemed full of unnecessary movements, and I couldn’t help but compare it to Hunter Killer, who made strong attacks with minimal movements.

Take Yu-bin for example. She used a sword as her main weapon and deflected most of the incoming attacks with it. I could see her moving while thinking about her next attack even as she deflected.

Her movements were sometimes close to acrobatics, making them difficult to predict, and the power of her attacks was so strong that it was not easy to defend against.

But Indigo’s attack was not like that.

He clenched his right fist and swung it at me. The moment I blocked it, he swung his left hand. He usually alternated his attacks with both hands and feet, but the simple pattern was very easy to predict.

And just then, I was pushed back by a kick to my side.

Indigo, smiling at the successful attack, looked at me with a triumphant expression. I kicked at him without a care, and he grabbed my foot, lifted it high, and slammed me to the ground.

Just before I hit the ground, I put my hands down to minimize the impact.

The moment I was on the ground, I pushed myself up with my hands, my feet aimed at his face. Indigo, who had stepped back to dodge the kick, kicked me in the stomach and sent me flying.

I rolled on the ground, pushed back, and quickly broke my fall to maintain my balance.

“See? You’re so sloppy in a one-on-one fight.”

I’m going to crush that arrogant face. With that thought, I clenched my fists and ran towards Indigo again. He was not so foolish as to not be able to block a fast, straight run, so Indigo swung his fists, checking me as I ran towards him.

I dodged his attack by slightly tilting my head back. The next kick and punch were also not difficult to dodge.

The function of the new equipment was very interesting. I didn’t get any new psychic abilities, but I could feel that my body, wearing the suit, had become lighter overall.

I was able to pay more attention to my body’s reactions than during a coordinated attack, and I could clearly feel the lightness of my body, which I hadn’t felt until a moment ago.

“How long are you going to keep dodging?!”

Did he think I was struggling to dodge his attacks?

It was true that I couldn’t block all his attacks. Most were predictable, but he was also a superhuman, and there were times when a strong attack came in unexpectedly.

He relentlessly poured out a countless number of attacks as if to overwhelm me, and his team members were also watching with a laugh, as if they found the situation amusing.

What I felt when I attacked was that the attacks made with the new gloves and shoes had a stronger impact than before. If my opponent had been Hunter Killer, it would have been difficult to land a single successful attack, so I wouldn’t have had a chance to feel it.

It was surprising to see Team Guerrilla appear in the duel, but there was nothing better for testing the newly supplied equipment for the first time in 10 years.

My emotions were gradually building up. The humiliation my members had suffered. The efforts of Team Hunter Killer, which had been rendered useless by them. All of it came to mind, and Indigo, who was approaching, thinking his attacks were fierce, seemed just pathetic.

Fucking bastard.

The members of Team 3, who had been watching the situation with caution from behind, relaxed a little after confirming that A’s movements were relaxed.

“That guy A, he looks like he’s in good condition today.”

Jack, who had fought alongside him in the vanguard, was impressed by A’s movements, which seemed to be in particularly good condition. Kruger, standing next to him with his arms crossed, shook his head.

“No, that guy is probably a little pissed right now.”

“Huh? A is?”

Jack, who had been in a different unit from A, had met him for the first time on Earth, even though they were in the same 6th Fleet. So he didn’t know much about his past, and he had never seen A get angry on Earth.

“Do you remember what I said when our team was first formed?”

“What? That we shouldn’t piss A off?”

When Kruger came to Team 3 with A, he, who knew A’s past well, was always telling his colleagues not to make A angry.

At first, the colleagues who heard that thought there was something wrong with A’s personality, but seeing him not get angry, they took it to mean that he was a person who didn’t get angry easily, so they shouldn’t make him angry.

Kruger, who didn’t want to talk about someone else’s past, didn’t explain any further, and since A didn’t get particularly angry, he didn’t bring it up anymore after that.

The colleagues had also completely forgotten what Kruger had said, but now that the situation had come to this, they remembered that Kruger had said that.

“Yeah, there’s no hope when that guy is pissed.”

Wondering if he would see the old A for the first time in a long time, Kruger was worried on the one hand, but on the other hand, he was also relieved that A would not lose to Indigo.

“What was he like?”

“The first time I saw A was at the training camp a long time ago.”

Kruger and A’s relationship was deep, and Kruger, speaking casually, let out a hollow laugh as he recalled the past.

“That bastard was the craziest bastard of them all.”

That’s why Kruger thought A would know better than anyone.

‘That a mad dog needs a beating.’

As Indigo’s attacks continued to pour down, I blocked and dodged them, testing the newly accessed performance of the suit.

The body’s changes are sensitive. Since the overall weight of my body had changed, I needed time to adapt by moving my body. And little by little, I felt my body getting used to the new weight.

“This bas…”

Annoyed that I kept dodging his attacks, Indigo gritted his teeth and threw a punch at me. I dodged his attack and hit him in the face with my fist.

At the direct hit, Indigo squeezed his eyes shut and took a step back. I hit him once with my left hand and once more with my right without a pause, and then quickly landed a roundhouse kick to his face.

“Kuk!”

He let out a short groan and was pushed back. He tried to regain his balance to get into an attack stance, and the moment he saw me, his head was grabbed and pulled down, and my knee hit him in the face.

“Keoheuk!”

Indigo, who was disoriented, lost his balance again, and I jumped to the side, spun around, and kicked him in the neck. I had attacked him from a close distance, almost like a side flying kick, and the steel plate on the front of my new shoes hit his neck.

“!!”

He was a superhuman, after all, so he didn’t faint. Indigo, who staggered back, tried to regain his balance. But it seemed he was struggling just to keep his balance.

I waited for a moment for him to regain his balance. If I got greedy and continued to attack, I might lose my balance once and give him an opening for a counterattack.

“You bastard, stop being so jumpy!”

Indigo, who had spat out the blood in his mouth, flew at me with a kick. I dodged him as he flew, spun to the side again in mid-air, and hit him in the face with my heel.

“Keoheup!”

Indigo, who had lost his balance in mid-air in the same flying posture, fell to the ground. I used the rotational force from the kick and spun around once more, slamming a kick into the stomach of the fallen Indigo.

“Ugh!”

At the deep hit to his solar plexus, Indigo was on the ground, unable to breathe properly. I created a little distance.

…It wasn’t over yet.

Considering what my colleagues had gone through, and the mental anguish the Hunter Killer girls had suffered, this was nothing.

Indigo, and Team Guerrilla, still had a lot to atone for.

…What I, just one person, was doing might not have any effect, but at least I could relieve the stress I had accumulated about him….

Indigo, having regained his breath, got up and glared at me with bloodshot eyes, then let out a roar.

“You bastard-!!!”

He shouted like an angry wolf, and blood was visible between his bared teeth. He seemed to have gotten heated up because the duel wasn’t going as he had planned, and he rushed at me again. He seemed to think he could find his rhythm if he just landed one hit.

In contrast to his loud roar, I just watched him run towards me in silence….

…Alright, let’s see what you’ve got.

Anger is a strong impulse. I was clearly overwhelming him, but a person who had lost their reason didn’t know what they would do and sometimes showed more strength than in a normal state.

Indigo rushed in and quickly swung his fists. His attacks were sharper than before and fierce, but I dodged and blocked them repeatedly, not allowing any effective hits.

…And I was starting to get more and more annoyed with this rushing Indigo.

My fists clenched hard, and the moment a gap opened up in Indigo’s barrage of attacks, I moved in.

I gritted my teeth and, with all my strength, slammed my fist into his solar plexus.

The momentarily explosive force sent Indigo flying, and he was buried in the dust where the construction materials were piled up.

“Uwaaah-!!!”

Once again, with a roar, a steel pipe flew out of the dust. I caught the fast-flying steel pipe and threw it at another steel pipe that flew out of the dust.

The steel pipes, which collided in mid-air, fell with a loud clang. As if he wasn’t tired of it, another steel pipe flew at me. I kicked the end of the flying pipe and sent it flying back into the dust.

Soon, the dust cleared, and Indigo’s figure was visible. The flying steel pipe had grazed his face, creating a cut.

…Did he think anything would be solved if he just kept roaring?

…Did he not think at all about the screams that many people had let out because of him?

…Even I, an invader, could see that you were a hopeless case.

…You fucking idiot.

The constant annoyance had become stress.

Since I had no intention of fighting a half-hearted duel, I ran towards him.

Seeing me run, Indigo also started running. As we got closer, Indigo jumped high. He revealed the weapon he had been hiding behind him, and the moment he got into a position to throw it at me on the ground, he discovered I was gone.

The moment I thought Indigo had jumped, I also jumped high and was positioned a little higher than him.

“Indigo! Up!”

His team member shouted, but it was too late. I spun around in mid-air and slammed my heel down on Indigo’s head.

He was quickly slammed to the ground, and I also landed where he had fallen.

‘Be thankful it’s a dirt floor.’

Because it was a relatively soft dirt floor, he probably wouldn’t feel much pain when he fell. But from now on, that didn’t matter.

I grabbed the collar of the fallen him and lifted him up, then clenched my fist and hit him in the face.

I hit him so hard that it made a loud sound, and the moment my fist made contact, I let go of his collar and slammed him to the ground.

And then, with my other hand, I hit Indigo’s face again.

One hit, another hit, and another. I kept hitting his face with my fists, and dust gradually rose up.

The speed of my punches started to get faster….

My colleagues had suffered humiliation because of this bastard.

All of Hunter Killer’s efforts had been in vain.

Even for me, an invader, there was a limit to the actions I could tolerate, and

‘You’ve crossed that line, you motherfucker.’

A rapid barrage of attacks continued…. Indigo didn’t move.

I didn’t give a damn if this bastard had fainted or not….

…If I kept hitting him without a break, maybe my pent-up anger would be relieved a little…. The stress that all the people around me had gone through would disappear a little…. Just like this…. Just like this…. Just like this……….

…………………Die, you son of a bitch.

“Hey, I think he’s acting strange.”

Jack, who had been watching A quietly, said to Kruger, who was on guard against Team Guerrilla.

Kruger, who had taken his eyes off A for a moment, belatedly discovered A’s indiscriminate barrage of punches on Indigo.

“Hey, stop that guy.”

“Huh?”

“Stop him!”

Kruger shouted in a loud, urgent voice and ran towards A.

Even though he had known A for a long time, there was one thing he had overlooked. When A was pissed, he was even more out of his mind than he remembered.

A had a few nicknames that were like tags, given to him by people he had known for a long time.

He had lived an eventful life with various experiences, and he had gone through several changes, among which were surprisingly rough times. And the people who had seen the A of those rough times all called him the same thing.

A handful.

And Kruger, who had seen those times for a long time, knew that A was out of his mind from his movements, even though he couldn’t see A’s face behind the helmet.

No matter how angry they were that their teammates had suffered humiliation at the hands of Indigo, they couldn’t kill him. It was true that the current situation was a legal revenge, so it was satisfying, but it would be a different story if they killed him.

The colleagues who heard Kruger’s words to stop him took it to mean that they should really stop A. Just before A’s clenched fist was about to slam into the face of the fallen Indigo, his colleagues who had rushed at him grabbed his arm and body and stopped him.

“You crazy bastard! Get a hold of yourself!”

At the same time as Kruger’s shout, who was holding my arm tightly, my reason returned. I couldn’t remember the moment I was beating Indigo senseless. As I felt the strength in my bloodshot eyes slowly drain, I looked down at the fallen Indigo.

A broken nose and front teeth. His cheekbones were slightly sunken, and his eyes were showing their whites. His bloodied face was so disfigured that it was hard to recognize him as the Indigo from a moment ago.

Thanks to my colleagues, I calmed down and looked around.

Indigo’s team members were too scared to approach after what had happened in front of them, and my colleagues were holding me back desperately.

It seemed the situation had become serious enough for Kruger to shout during the duel.

The first thing to stain the new equipment I had received with such joy was none other than Indigo’s blood. I looked at the blood on my hand and then gestured to my colleagues that I was okay.

My colleagues, who had been watching me, let go of me, and I got up.

Soon, I slowly moved away from the duel scene. No, I was trying to move away.

The moment my reason returned, as if to release my unreleased anger, I kicked Indigo in the face.

It was after that that I moved away from the place where I had had a one-on-one duel with Indigo.

Kruger, who was sure that A had won the one-on-one duel, grabbed Indigo by the collar and threw him to where Team Guerrilla was gathered.

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