The King of the Battlefield Chapter 202
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Chapter 202
The people couldn’t unite .
They couldn’t cooperate, and couldn’t trust each other .
After Reign Gun’s death, the increased punishment and chaos created a wall amongst themselves .
From the beginning, the Reign clan going their own way about Noble Castle also didn’t help . They only knew how to build their own clan, they never did anything in the interests of the whole Noble Castle .
Also, it was the first time that Noble Castle had been invaded from the inside .
This was something that had originated from the heart of the city .
More than anything, they needed to quickly react, but the speed with which Muyoung acted was too fast .
Looking at the horrific scene that was in front of him, Alan shuddered with his whole body .
‘It’s hell . This is hell…’
Endless screams were heard .
There were sounds of buildings burning and collapsing as they turned to ashes .
The world was red, and even the towers that reached the sky seemed like symbols of a curse .
Even the paladins, who had experienced all kinds of training, were lost for words .
What could they say?
The monsters didn’t kill those who kneeled . However, those who didn’t were ruthlessly slaughtered, without any hesitation .
Seeing the abdomens of the resistors split open and their intestines and other internal organs pouring out didn’t seem real to the paladins .
It seemed more like hell than the real world .
“Shouldn’t we… help them?”
Alan tried his best to speak from his heart .
He felt like he needed to help . He was a rank 1 priest, and followed the holy words to always live by helping others .
However, his feet didn’t move, and he was barely able to get the words out .
The paladins weren’t too enthusiastic either .
“It is better to return to Mulalan and get their help . ”
“I don’t want to admit it but with just us, it wouldn’t be much of a help . ”
It was obvious for the paladins to be dissuasive .
Trying to beat a rock with an egg?
No .
They weren’t even eggs . If they could compare it, it was more like trying to beat a rock with bubbles .
If you were to hit an egg against a rock, there would at least be traces left, but bubbles just popped . They couldn’t leave a trace .
“How can we leave this place and ask for relief?”
Alan’s voice sounded as if there was no hope .
They couldn’t even leave . They were trapped inside a tower . Even if they were to try and leave, they would need to fight against the monsters .
“At least… the kids . I would like to save at least the kids . ”
Alan defined the man with the six wings as evil .
He started the war and was currently carrying out a massacre .
Mercy to those who kneel?
Just because he showed that one mercy, doesn’t mean what he did could be justified .
Either way, he was an invader . That truth didn’t change no matter what reason he might have .
The monsters only let live those who kneeled . Besides them, they didn’t differentiate between an adult or a child . It was the hurdle of simple commands .
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“Alan…”
“I won’t tell everyone to follow me . Even it’s just me, I’ll go . ”
Priest Alan tried to do what was right .
His duties as a priest of Mulalan, as an adult .
If he didn’t do it himself, it would really become hell . Without any hope, order, or affection towards one another .
He didn’t want it to become that sort of a world .
This was what all the priests of Mulalan wanted .
Even if there was only evil in this world, he wanted to be good .
This desire was the essential virtue of priests .
‘I will not abide by evil . ’
Alan moved .
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Muyoung also didn’t like just complying and accepting .
This was also the same .
He wanted the Reign clan and the other clans to resist and to fight back a bit more .
Only then could he feel that the idea of becoming everyone’s enemy was worthy .
‘Raising their desires . ’
Desires were hope .
It was possible to become strong at a tremendous speed if the desire to live was combined with the desire to become stronger .
Did Muyoung become stronger because he was Muyoung?
No . He made that much of an effort to become strong .
Of course, one couldn’t overlook the amount of information he possessed, but there were plenty who had lots of information like Muyoung .
This happened because they didn’t share what they knew, and tried to pursue their own gains .
Muyoung was planning to rectify this malign sentiment .
To do this, small moves weren’t enough .
Even if this was extreme, there needed to be someone like him .
In the past, Dragon Lord Hansung had that sort of role, but he failed .
‘Hansung, his heart wasn’t tough enough . ’
If he was a bit harsher .
If he knew how to withstand things a bit longer .
Hansung would have succeeded in the transformation .
He would have united humanity and gained the strength to fight against evil .
However, Hansung wasn’t harsh enough . He wasn’t willing to start a war against other humans, and through their blood, walk the darkened path .
On the other hand…
‘I’m different . ’
Muyoung would walk that path .
Consequently, he was planning to become not just the demon gods’ enemy .
Everyone’s enemy!
The path Muyoung wanted to walk was long and dangerous . It was the path that no one would recognize or care to take, a path he would walk alone .
As it was something only Muyoung could do .
‘The first thing I need to do is release the knowledge . ’
The Noble Castle was especially closed up .
The amount of information that was concealed in this place was beyond one’s imagination .
That was how places like the Advance clan’s Six Sages were created .
There was so much information that even they didn’t know all of what was inside .
Therefore, the first place Muyoung headed to was the Advance Clan .
As he stretched his hand, with a zap like sound, he was able to smell something burning .
The Advance Clan had activated a barrier .
A comprehensive defensive barrier .
‘It’s funny . ’
However, to Muyoung, it just seemed like a cute act .
It could be easily removed if he called Seo Eunsae . Her extensive ability to analyze enabled her to be the first to find out about the 45th tower and Hell Path .
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But, Muyoung didn’t call Eunsae .
Instead, he raised his hand and increased the size of his holy flame .
Craaaack!
The holy flame became a large sphere .
It’s size slowly increased .
Then, a huge seismic change occurred .
He wasn’t sure if it was caused by someone, but the ground sprang up and shot towards the holy flame .
In that state, Muyoung threw the sphere of holy flame towards the Advance Clan .
Crrrraaaaaaaashh!
This was the symbol of the Advance Clan . As the protective barrier was touched by the sphere, a huge sound was created .
The barrier that was made up of exactly 37 layers started to peel one by one .
1, 2, 3… In an instant, he peeled off over 30 layers .
The eyes of those who were within the barrier were widened . As if they couldn’t believe it .
“Your crime is… being bystanders . ”
When the world collapsed, and all the heroes were dying off, the Advance Clan didn’t do anything .
They remained idle . Although they were smart, they didn’t use their knowledge to help the world .
They wasted their time buried in their studies .
He wasn’t maligning research itself . However, how could they just bury the results of their research and the knowledge they found without using them?
Because of their findings, the devils were able to gain power instead .
A few demon kings and demon gods became interested in the information the Advance Clan had and took it from them . Humanity had a much more difficult time due to this .
It was better for them to not exist if that was the case .
Craaaack!
The 37 layers of the barrier were all destroyed .
However, the sphere of holy flame didn’t lose its strength at all . It then crashed into the Advance Clan’s castle and annihilated everything in its surroundings .
People, buildings, the ground, and everything .
However, the things that were buried underground remained .
Muyoung dug up Six Sages .
Six Sages . A vault of great knowledge .
Of course, just digging it up wouldn’t stop it from being buried again .
He needed someone to be furious about seeing this . Someone who was strong, but also had the confidence of the public .
“Stop, you devil!”
Mulalan’s priest appeared .
It seemed like he lost his temper after seeing the Advance Clan disappear in an instant .
“Are people’s lives really that insignificant to you?!”
“It’s insignificant . ”
It was really insignificant .
The thing that’s called life, which fades away with just one gesture .
When he was an assassin, and even now, the weigh of life seemed too light to Muyoung .
This weight would be the same for a lifetime .
“Life is sacred! You can’t think of life so easily…”
“Are you trying to lecture me?”
Thud! Thud!
Huge foxes with nine-tails appeared
A huge form that seemed to be easily the size of a 5-floor building . No one could stop its destructiveness, as it used its massive strength and fox beads .
There were five of them .
The nine-tailed foxes surrounded Alan and the paladins .
Craaaaaaa!
And in the air, seven bone dragons flew in the sky .
The bone dragons helped other monsters to destroy things .
“Aren’t you Banya? Well? How could you commit such a ruthless act?!”
Alan realized that Muyoung was Banya .
Although he had probably never seen him before, his deductive reasoning was great .
However, Muyoung shook his head .
“I’m not Banya . ”
Then, he continued .
“I’m Muyoung . ”
‘Mu’ which stands for nothing .
‘Young’ which stands for shadow .
Although at first, he had the name Yuyoung, he had become Muyoung, the shadow of the world .
“Mu… young!”
Alan thought about the name over and over .
“And did you say that I was ruthless? No . All people are cruel and evil . ”
“That is not so! Everyone always has a good side to them!”
“Really? Then those things underground weren’t done by people . ”
After removing the clan, a few metal doors appeared that lead to the underground .
They were metal doors that could even withstand Muyoung’s attack . The things inside them couldn’t be simple .
The monsters opened one of the metal doors .
Then, numerous dessicated corpses were visible .
“For the sake of battle array research, they confined innocent people in this place . ”
“What?”
Screeeech! Thump!
Another metal door opened .
This time the corpses of numerous animals and other species were visible .
“Are only the lives of humans precious?”
“How could this… no, it isn’t possible . Not with Mulalan watching!”
Alan shook his head as if he couldn’t believe his eyes .
However, Muyoung just grinned .
“The monopolizing of information . That also means that it is possible to conceal information . ”
The Advance Clan strictly remained as a spectator .
Even so, no one was able to meddle with them .
It was because the information they had was also part of their strength .
Since they knew about other’s weaknesses, how could people just easily meddle with them?
Screech!
Thud!
The last metsl door .
This time there weren’t any corpses .
However, inside it, there were hundreds of thousands of books that filled up the room, as well asd a path to another floor below .
“If it was you, do you think you would use the powers you gained only for good? Information and knowledge are strong weapons compared to others . Such weapons lead a person’s mind away and stain it . ”
“I won’t be seduced! I will not fall for temptations of the devil!”
Alan had slightly lost his senses after seeing the genocide .
It was quite a different appearance from a priest who needs to constantly be calm .
“If that is the case, then take them . From now on, it’s your fight with me . I’m quite curious if you won’t be stained by this power . ”
Muyoung provoked Alan .
He also placed a small suggestion .
The king’s language Muyoung could use allowed him to modify a person’s mentality .
Alan would thoroughly disclose this knowledge, and use it only for the people .
Looking at his character, it was very unlikely he would use them for his own benefit .
Muyoung spread his wings .
And then, leisurely headed for another place .
“I won’t be stained! I won’t become evil like you!”
Alan’s veins on his neck were raised as he screamed from the top of his lungs .
Yes, he would be the prosecutor .
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