Translator: HunterW
Editor: RED
Thirty minutes since the battle had begun…
Shin Changil laughed as he watched the Sunbin Guild get pushed back. He finally felt some reprieve from the stress and anxiety he felt recently. Victory finally seemed within his grasp now. He had to admit, things didn’t look good for him and his guild at the beginning of the battle. Even though they were outnumbered twenty to one, the Sunbin Guild had actually managed to cut many of his soldiers down. However, the sheer numbers of his army quickly surrounded the smaller army and gained ground.
He could hear the cries of the soldiers, and could tell the Sunbin Guild was fighting viciously. However, willpower alone wasn’t going to be enough for them. This was no fantasy world where miracles actually saved the underdog; this was reality, and reality dictated that was impossible.
“But…” Shin Changil frowned again when he shifted his attention to one part of the battle, where Lee Jiwon was fighting. “So… that’s Lee Jiwon?”
Shin Changil could boast that he knew the most about Lee Jiwon, as he and Duck Duck were the same person… although it was difficult for Shin Changil to accept that fact. He couldn’t believe that someone that strong could have come from Korea. He had investigated Lee Jiwon over and over again, until he had no choice but to accept that Lee Jiwon was Duck Duck.
He had thought once about getting revenge. The embarrassment Lee Jiwon dealt Shin Changil and his guild was too great to leave alone, but he gave up after he learned what Jiwon had done to the San Tuan Guild. He couldn’t risk embarrassing himself and his guild again by recklessly challenging a lone deva who could topple a guild on his own. In the end, he gave up on revenge, and on Duck Duck.
“But how can he be this strong? He’s not even a deity…” Lee Jiwon truly stood out the most on the crowded battlefield. His light was so bright that it smothered everyone else’s.
“A real rags to riches story, huh? Too bad I’ll have to clip your wings here!”
If you thought about it, defeating a deity was much easier. The penalty they received was much greater, forcing them to commit to safer tactics to protect their bodies. Lee Jiwon, on the other hand, was a deva. Death penalties mattered little to him, and since he was as strong as a deity, it made him practically unstoppable.
That didn’t mean Shin Changil could back down now. He had come too far.
“Press him even harder! Don’t give him room to breathe!”
“Yes sir!”
Lee Jiwon would at least pay for crossing the Yung Gong Guild, and Shin Changil would make sure of that, even at the cost of his soldiers’ lives. The battle continued to be in their favor until one of his officers came up to him with a report.
“What?”
“There are about fifteen thousand soldiers heading this way at high speed. They’ll arrive in about five minutes.”
“Where did they come from?”
“I’m not sure, sir, but they don’t seem to be Korean. They seem to be from different countries.”
“It can’t be…” Shin Changil nervously turned to the other side of the battlefield.
“Gah!”
“Shit!”
I swung my spear over and over, dropping enemy soldiers in front of me as soon as they appeared. We were getting pushed back. The Sunbin soldiers were still fighting hard, but their numbers had dropped down to two thousand. It was amazing that we had lasted this long against ninety thousand enemy soldiers, but we couldn’t afford to lose any more now.
They had to come now. They couldn’t be a single minute late.
Then, as if answering my desperate prayers, their shadows appeared on top of a nearby hill. They were here; the Myth Guild, the Ravi Guild, and the Werewolf Clan were here, and with quite a force as well, all properly prepared for battle.
“Song Myungsoo, you con! These aren’t the five thousand you said!” Shin Changil shouted at Song Myunsoo when he noticed the newcomers. There were only fifteen thousand of them, but they seemed powerful.
Song Changil wanted justice; Sunbin had said they could defeat him with only five thousand soldiers. Shin Changil felt cheated once again.
“Answer me! Explain to me how the great Sunbin Guild could lie like this! If you were afraid from the start, then you should have planned accordingly. Is the name Sunbin that cheap to you?”
“I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
“Are you blind? Can you not see who just arrived behind you?”
“No, I’m not blind. I saw them as well.”
“You said yourself that five thousand would be enough to defeat us! Then who are they and why are they here? Surely you can count?!”
“I have no idea. I came here with five thousand Sunbin soldiers and they’re right here, standing before you.”
“What?”
“If you want to complain, shouldn’t you complain to the commander, and not me?”
Shin Changil did not understand what Song Myungsoo just said. Commander? Was Song Daechul here as well? No, he wasn’t; that was certain. Song Daechul was famous for never participating in battles himself. Song Myunsoo was the next highest ranked deva of Sunbin, so who was this commander?
Just then, Song Myunsoo turned to someone and addressed him, “Commander, I think Guild Master Shin Changil would like to see you.”
Shin Changil followed Song Myungsoo’s gaze… to Lee Jiwon.
“Me? I thought we finished talking with him earlier,” I replied calmly.
“Don’t…don’t lie to me! Why would Lee Jiwon be Sunbin’s commander…?” Before Shin Changil could finish, he was cut off by shouts from the newcomers atop the hill.
“I, Ebonene, vice-master of the Myth Guild, have arrived to aid Commander Lee in his battle against the Yung Gong Guild!”
“I, Lagus Aman, captain of Ravi Guild’s Assault team 1, have arrived to aid Commander Lee in his battle against the Yung Gong Guild!”
“I, Lobon van Agassi, captain of the van Agassi Lion Guards, have arrived to aid Commander Lee in his battle against the Yung Gong Guild!”
That wasn’t the end of it.
“I, Song Myungsoo, vice-master of the Sunbin Guild, am here to aid Commander Lee in his battle against the Yung Gong Guild!”
“…” The entire battlefield that was filled with battle cries a second ago fell completely silent.
“Do you still not understand yet, Guild Master Shin? This battle isn’t between you and Sunbin; it’s between you and me.”
“Don’t… don’t screw with me! Why would you, of all people, do this?”
“Well, it’s because I don’t like you and what your guild does. It’s a common occurrence, isn’t it, getting rid of something you don’t like? Ah, that’s right. I believe the Yung Gong Guild has a lot of experience in that department.”
“…” Shin Changil opened and closed his mouth, but no words came out. He just stood there, staring at me, dumbfounded. I turned away from him and looked to the army behind him.
“This war is my punishment against the Yung Gong Guild! And this war isn’t over yet, not by a long shot!” No one made a sound. I turned to my allies behind me. “Listen up!”
“Yes, commander!” They all shouted in unison.
“Obliterate them!” As soon as I gave my order, the Sunbin, Myth, Ravi Guilds and the Werewolves all charged in while our enemies stood still in shock.
I’m sure they didn’t expect our soldiers to answer my command with such ferocity. I didn’t have the natural charisma like all of the other guild masters I had met, able to raise the morale of an army, but I had something they didn’t. I had power. I had proved to these soldiers time and time again that I was powerful and if they followed me just this once, I could lead them to victory.
“Follow the commander!”
“Don’t get left behind!”
I felt all of them right behind me as we thundered towards our enemies. Our goal was to cut all ninety thousand of them in half.
“Stop them! Stop them!”
“There are less than twenty thousand of them!”
“We still have the advantage. Don’t let them break through!”
“Sandstorm!”
“Raging Fire of the Flame Demon!”
“Torrenting Thunderstorm!”
“Chain Lightning!”
“Wolf’s Bestial Rage!”
“Fighter’s Instinct!”
“Howl of the Wolf!”
“Triple Shot!”
“Dancing Fire Sparks!”
“Exploding Fire Ball!”
“Ice Ball!”
The foreign mercenaries were first to snap to, and the rest of the enemy soldiers quickly followed suit. However, no one could stand in my way. Every time I swung my spear, I took a step forward. I pushed them back even if my attacks didn’t kill.
“Gah! Back…back up a bit.”
“Move, will you!? I don’t have any room around me!”
“Fuck! Let me breathe! At this rate, I’ll die by my own comrades instead!”
The enemy soldiers were crowded in front of me like cars during rush hour to stop me from advancing. It got to the point that my spear could no longer make a hole between them.
Just then, the human blockade in front of me was thrown into the air and away from me.
Lagus!
That was Lagus’s trademark Psychokinesis ability, and the one ability I really envied.
“Each time we kill one, two take his place. Will we be able to break through?” Lagus asked as he came up to me.
I replied with a smile. “We can’t stop now! Judge’s Gavel!”
==[Judge’s Gavel has been activated.]==
I sprinted forward and swung my spear down on an enemy soldier.
“Guh!” The large red hammer of the Judge slammed down on the soldier’s head, instantly killing him.
It was only one soldier. As powerful as Judge’s Gavel was, it could only target one at a time. However, the hammer itself carried a huge amount of force, and the impact blew the enemy soldiers back ten meters.
We now had a path in front of us.
“Let’s go!”
“Stay close to Commander Lee!”
“Don’t even think about getting left behind!”
“Stop them!”
“Don’t get pushed back!”
“Gather around the middle!”
The enemy soldiers scrambled to stop us, but I had just created a path right down the middle of their ranks. They could try as much as they wanted, but they could no longer slow us down. The more we pushed, the more weak devas we encountered, as well.
We kept pushing until I no longer saw any enemies before me. We had completely split the enemy army in half!
“Yaaaah!”
“The enemy split us apart!”
We hadn’t won yet. There were still more enemies to kill, but we had done enough damage. The enemy’s morale had plummeted once we divided them like the Red Sea.
“I’ll crush all of you, until there are none of you left!”
“We’re right behind you!”
“Leave the rear to us!”
“Let’s go!”
The Sunbin, Myth and Ravi Guilds and the Werewolf Clan were pumped up, to say the least. They didn’t have time to be afraid of their enemy’s attacks, not when they were following the most dependable backside ever. The back of the single man ahead of them had no intention of ever bending. They believed that following that back could bring them victory every single time.
However, no one thought about victory at this moment. They all focused on the battle in front of them. They focused on ripping apart their enemies in two, just like their commander. They had never fought in such a bestial manner before, and their battle spirit didn’t seem like it would cool any time soon!
