Chapter 130
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Translator: True Detective
Chapter: 130
Chapter Title: The End of the Yellow Dragon?
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Tens of thousands of fiends clad in black uniforms marched northward through the streets of Seoul.
This was essentially Yoo Eun-ha's elite force, handpicked from every combat-capable fiend among the riffraff.
They couldn't move recklessly in Seoul, so they advanced in perfect military formation, equipped with magic rifles.
The sight felt less like villains and more like hunters or soldiers, drawing curious gazes from the citizens who watched the fiend army's procession with interest.
Above all, the White Flower Cult had previously appeared under dragon-emblazoned banners even in battles against the guild alliance. Now, they carried the Korean flag.
In other words, the White Flower Cult belonged to Korea.
Nothing could have been stranger.
"What's this? Why's the White Flower Cult waving the Korean flag?"
"Looks like the rumors are true. Gotta film this."
"Oh man, some of these kids are young enough to be my grandkids."
Hundreds of combat golems followed behind them as well, creating a spectacle as grand and stirring as watching the guild alliance march by.
Even if they were villains, these were Koreans gathered under the Taegukgi.
The image of the White Flower Cult bearing the Korean flag was enough to shift the citizens' perceptions of the fiends.
"Unnies, oppas, fighting!"
"Oppa, you got this!"
"Hang in there! White Flower Cult!"
They had cheered for the guild alliance first, but now cheers poured down on the White Flower Cult's fiend army too.
The fiends, who had lived out their days confined to erosion zones scraping by at the bottom, had expected scorn on their first entry into Seoul.
But flustered by the supportive reactions, they started waving back.
Bolstered by the people's cheers, the fiend army pressed northward with high morale.
This was the moment the fiends truly blended into Korea.
"What the hell is that? Why's the Yellow Dragon sliced clean in half?"
Yongyong was utterly baffled right now.
She'd barely managed to drag Magnut's massive bulk back here by draining every last drop of mana from the elf court mages, only to find the Yellow Dragon half-crippled.
Was it always a cripple? She fiddled with her phone to check.
["Take a look! A mystery magic missile has inflicted massive damage on the Yellow Dragon's body. Association mana detectors pinpoint the launch site to Songdo, and they're speculating it was fired by Baekhwa, the White Flower Cult leader who's joined the war."]
With war raging, the hunter air force's battle against the Yellow Dragon was being broadcast live.
There was footage from just moments ago too: a magic missile rising from Songdo and landing a critical hit on the Yellow Dragon.
For real?
"That missile messed up the Yellow Dragon that bad?"
"No, seriously, what's in your cum bomb that it blows away a beast that size?"
Reina said with a look of disgust.
"It's not a cum bomb, I told you. Women don't even have cum. Anyway, whatever. This is our chance."
He had no idea how it ended up half-crippled, but at this rate, even Magnut could take it down.
Come on, Magnut. You can at least finish off scraps, right?
With that thought, he rode Magnut back to the penthouse.
As he parked Magnut on the rooftop, he spotted the heroines gearing up for battle and waved.
"Hey, kids. Your darling's home."
"Yoo Eun-ha?"
They'd grown even prettier since last time.
"That thing's the Evil Dragon Magnut or whatever?"
The timid Magnut just nodded, too shy to properly greet the girls, and kept circling the sky.
With no choice, he smacked its butt, and only then did it finally say hello to the heroines.
But right now, there was something more important.
"So, who fired that weird missile anyway? Only someone with my blood mixed in can use it."
"Rei pressed it over and over as a joke."
"Holy shit."
His little Rei had hard-carried.
Rei was nestled in Choi Si-woo's arms, fast asleep.
So she'd mashed the missile launch button for fun, turning the Yellow Dragon into that mess?
It worked out this time, but if luck had been bad, Songdo might've been obliterated instead.
"Anyway, no time to slack. Choi Si-woo, you take Reina and hop on this thing to finish off the Yellow Dragon. I'll grab Han Su-ji and Rosemary and head straight to Pyongyang."
"Got it."
"What about me?"
Rachel's spot was obvious.
"Watch Rei. Mom's gotta look after her kid. She got lucky earlier, but leave her alone and those missiles might hit our own side."
This time, he didn't need to bring Rachel along.
Well, not bringing her and leaving Rei unattended had led to the Yellow Dragon's sorry state, so it wasn't all bad.
"Okay."
"Mama, we just gotta catch that one?"
Magnut calling him "Mama" in front of the other heroines had them glaring daggers.
He had to talk the heroines into it first before he could put Magnut to work.
"Do your best."
"Yeah!"
Yoo Jin-seok or the other guild folks might be fine, but Seo Ji-yeon was probably struggling right about now.
No matter her morale-boosting powers, Ji-yeon was human. Her mana was finite. She might have the upper hand at first, but it'd get tough.
So he'd swoop in and save the day in style.
Pyongyang.
With the Yellow Dragon half-mad and stuck in the West Sea, Chinese hunters surged southward like a tidal wave.
By then, the national army had set up barricades in Pyongyang and assumed defensive positions.
The Chinese hunters' assault was ferocious.
"Fuck! They won't die!"
"Aren't those zombies? What the hell, there's so many?!"
No matter how much they fired, they wouldn't drop.
Grenades were useless. Even the few remaining tanks from before the Great Cataclysm did nothing.
The tanks had devolved into mere barricade material.
But then—
Tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat!
"Kill 'em all!"
"Long live the White Flower Cult!"
White Flower Cult followers appeared waving Taegukgi flags, roaring as they struck the Chinese hunters from the rear.
The golems unleashed mana cannons, indiscriminately blasting the Chinese lines. Even with Sin shards embedded, the Chinese didn't go down easy, but the guild alliance's push from the right flank halted their momentum.
Yet there were plenty of routes into Pyongyang.
When Korea had briefly fully recaptured Pyongyang, they'd built many roads for monster hunts.
The Chinese poured through an intact one meant for offense, not defense.
"Enter Pyongyang!"
"Kill every last Korean!"
The problem was that these narrow paths had long been secured by guild masters from the alliance.
The Chinese had no clue.
Rumble rumble boom!
A massive steel mass crashed down on the Chinese hunters.
A blond man had appeared before them at some point, casually rolling metal rods in his palm. He smirked in disbelief.
"Ha~ these fuckers really are like rats."
Taehwa Guild's Shin Ji-woon glared at the Chinese hunters crushed under the scrap, their skulls shattered.
But in a blink, the corpses vanished.
Seo Ji-yeon was already at Shin Ji-woon's side, snapping photos with her finger camera.
"Heard the Yellow Dragon's half-crippled now too. Let's wrap this up quick."
"What, you not going to Yoo Jin-seok?"
Seo Ji-yeon scowled at Shin Ji-woon's words.
It'd been ages since she'd graduated from Yoo Jin-seok. She decided not to bother saying it.
"War's about efficiency. Can't clump all our forces in one spot."
"You think I'd lose to these losers?"
A metal rod floating in midair slammed down elsewhere.
"Gahk!"
It pierced a Chinese hunter, shattering the Sin fragment and killing him.
Seo Ji-yeon scanned the area, formed her finger camera, and started snapping shots around them.
Click!
"Still, better with two than solo, right?"
Click! Click!
"That's why I said we'd ditch the chinks together."
Seo Ji-yeon used her photo power to erase the terrain around them, forming a jar shape. The moment the Chinese rushed in, they'd be trapped by the steel rods and photos, doomed to die.
"Ha. You've set the perfect stage for me to nail 'em. Your camera's handy sometimes."
Choi Si-woo & Reina.
Over the West Sea skies, the Evil Dragon Magnut faced off against the Yellow Dragon, with Choi Si-woo and Reina atop Magnut's head.
The hunter air force had retreated long ago. They could fight freely now.
But Choi Si-woo had a sudden question.
Eun-ha had brought it, so he trusted it, but despite its looks, it seemed too subservient to her.
A bit cowardly? Like it bowed to the strong. Would it hold up against the Yellow Dragon?
"You serious? You can take that Yellow Dragon?"
"Of course! What do you take me for? I'm the Evil Dragon Magnut!"
At least it had draconic pride.
"Anyway, we gotta end this quick. While it's still reeling from Eun-ha's... er, mana bomb, this is our shot."
The Yellow Dragon's wounds were burning; it didn't look like it'd heal easily.
"GruaaAaAaA!"
"Shit, it's snapping out of it? Breath incoming! Magnut, you blockable?"
As Choi Si-woo urgently asked, Magnut answered with fire from its maw instead.
Kwaaaa—Boom!
The Yellow Dragon's breath was effortlessly blocked by Magnut's.
Magnut had assumed the Yellow Dragon was mighty since even its "Mama" Eun-ha had called for help. But blocking the breath firsthand boosted its confidence.
"What can a worm like that do against me?"
Boom boom boom!
Reina's erosion arrows rained down on the Yellow Dragon.
Its breath blocked by Magnut, and Reina's arrows prodding the half-severed wound.
"GRRAAAAAaaAHHH!"
"Isn't it... weaker than expected?"
"Yeah. It's already messed up, but we've gotten strong too."
Each time Magnut charged, Choi Si-woo swung his Four Evils Sword, chipping away the Yellow Dragon's scales.
He knew the Lust authority well. But it only fully manifested with Eun-ha, making it weak compared to the Yellow Dragon. Even his old Divine Sword powers had reset upon becoming Lust, so he hadn't been confident of victory.
Yet now, his swings were carving wounds into the Yellow Dragon. Sins were sins, after all.
'Reina's a big factor too.'
Reina alternated between white and grape-purple forms, firing spirit arrows and erosion arrows.
Each time, the Yellow Dragon's healing efforts failed, flesh tearing further from the wounds.
It bellowed in agony, firing breaths that Magnut naturally blocked.
Still, the near-death Yellow Dragon was formidable. The skirmish dragged on for 30 minutes.
"Let's slice it clean in half and end it. Looking back, I was scared of this earthworm? Magnut, close in! I'll bind it with the Evil Sword, you smash its head with everything you've got!"
Magnut twisted to dodge the breath, closing under the Yellow Dragon's jaw.
"This close enough?"
As Magnut spoke, Choi Si-woo's Four Evils Sword extended, wrapping the Yellow Dragon.
Shraaala—Crunch!
The tattered body finally split at the wounded spot as the blade dug in.
The severed lower half, tail included, splashed into the sea.
"KRAAAAHHH!"
Yet the upper body thrashed, snapping its jaws wide.
Another breath?
"This crazy bastard's still coming?"
"Leave it to me!"
Boom boom boom!
Reina, back in normal mode, unleashed spirit arrows to pin it down.
In that gap, Magnut gathered breath in its maw.
"I don't need your help—I could've taken the Yellow Dragon solo!"
Black flames engulfed the Yellow Dragon.
Kwaaaaaaaa!
Its head vaporized under Magnut's breath.
Finally, the Yellow Dragon over the West Sea was repelled, bringing hope to the despairing citizens of Seoul.