Chapter 139
Chapter 139
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 139
Chapter Title: Descent of the Demon King
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“We are not your enemies.”
A white light devoured his entire field of vision along with the voice.
Crunch.
By the time Go Yohan clenched his fist again.
Thud.
Rachel fell to the floor, drained of strength, and the temple’s barrier unraveled, unable to withstand that immense power.
“Huff…. Huff….”
Fortunately—or was it?—Rachel hadn’t died or lost consciousness.
“…….”
Go Yohan’s gaze darkened further at the sight.
He had never intended to kill Rachel, Go Yunsu’s fiancée, to begin with.
His plan had been to draw out whatever was hiding inside her before the vessel that was her body shattered.
It was a gamble only Go Yohan, who knew human limits all too well from countless brushes with death, could make.
“What….”
But Go Yohan still hadn’t healed Rachel.
So that wound that had closed up.
“…What the hell happened to me?”
It wasn’t his doing.
-Players with healing abilities are so rare they can be counted on one hand worldwide.
-Among them, none can regenerate severed body parts.
-You are the only one.
That healing power.
Tremble.
It had come from her—the woman who had been an ordinary person just days ago.
Boom!
At that moment, the door burst open as Go Yunsu rushed in.
“G-Go! Are you okay?! Rachel! You alright?!”
Go Yunsu scooped up the fallen Rachel.
The commotion from the room moments ago had been felt even outside.
“Yunsu… I….”
“Yohan, just a sec… can we have the room?”
That was when.
“No.”
Go Yohan approached Rachel and Go Yunsu, his tone firm.
Rachel was still trembling, and Go Yunsu held her, at a loss.
“Rachel, I asked what happened to you.”
“…….”
Even gripped by fear.
“……Yes.”
She answered.
In truth, there was so much more he wanted to ask, but couldn’t.
How terrifying it must be to undergo such a massive change without understanding it, seeing only a world turned upside down.
“Tell me.”
“I’ve become a vessel.”
From what had just happened, Go Yohan could confirm the change in her.
“……A vessel?”
“A vessel for possession by a vast entity. Just the connection alone grants a fragment of its power….”
There were such people.
“Those who awaken potential beyond their limits.”
In this church.
Right beside Go Yohan.
“And….”
Flash.
Go Yohan’s sky-blue eyes gleamed sharply.
“I know what kind of existence that is.”
“……Tell me.”
“Demons.”
They froze.
“I’m not certain yet. It’s different from what I know.”
And it had dared to impersonate a goddess before him.
He might have been fooled if he’d been careless.
But he knew.
‘It’s not the goddess.’
His goddess would never use another’s flesh as a vessel.
“Perhaps the beings called gods in this world.”
“……!”
Go Yohan’s eyes shone even brighter.
“I’ll classify you as a key figure in the church. You too, brother.”
“……Yohan.”
“If they truly are godlike existences, as they claim….”
Go Yohan turned away.
‘The goddess as well.’
He might finally get to meet her.
A grin crept up.
He forced back the laughter threatening to burst out.
The barrier at North Korea’s border?
The Black Gates appearing worldwide?
The Demon King that would descend?
Thump, thump, thump, thump.
His heart wasn’t racing for those reasons.
“Ahh.”
There was only one being that could stir his heart.
“My goddess.”
Go Yohan murmured as he left the room.
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“From Russia….”
“From Goldian….”
“Japan Player Association, Takeda….”
“Min Junhyeok….”
As Go Yohan moved, Park Do-young and Lee Jaekyung reported contacts from nations around the world in place of Yun Seung-ah and Lee Ha-yeon, who were absent.
A hotline had already been established through Lee Ha-yeon, and everyone knew Park Do-young served as a back channel for those communications.
“We tried contacting China too, but unless it’s Greed….”
The world shrouded in vast darkness, those shocked nations urging Go Yohan to act.
Go Yohan had positioned himself as the top expert on this bizarre phenomenon and reaped the rewards, so it was only natural.
Thump, thump, thump.
Even then, Go Yohan’s heart raced.
‘Ahh.’
He wanted to shout.
‘My goddess!’
Clutching the thread to his goddess at last, Go Yohan felt emotions like a puberty-struck boy.
Was this the thrill of finally facing a first love from childhood?
Or like discovering a passionately lost lover had dramatically revived?
Or perhaps.
Thump, thump, thump.
Lee Jaekyung’s and Park Do-young’s words didn’t register in his mind.
If those unknown entities had tried to shake him through Rachel, they had undeniably succeeded.
“Captain.”
Seeing Go Yohan so unfocused, Lee Jaekyung grabbed his shoulder.
A smile he couldn’t hide spread across Go Yohan’s turned face.
“Ah, sorry.”
“…Something happen?”
“No.”
Go Yohan said firmly, as if now wasn’t the time.
“Where were we?”
“The neutral nations seem intent on acting on their own. They’ve secured fake relics through Goldian, and their players’ levels have risen quite a bit, so they plan to tackle the Black Gates with their own forces.”
“Let them.”
“……Pardon?”
Go Yohan repeated as if he’d misheard.
“Let them. We’re limited in deployable forces anyway. The warp gates aren’t fully ready, and if we touch the wrong thing….”
Rumble!
He pictured the black barrier at North Korea’s border crumbling.
“What Yun Seung-ah is holding back with all her might will collapse.”
“……Then?”
“Let them. But make sure they know our stance clearly.”
Go Yohan arrived at the chapel where Yun Seung-ah lay collapsed.
“Tell them not to do anything.”
“…….”
“Nothing at all.”
He had no intention of closing the Black Gates appearing abroad.
“We’ll settle it in North Korea.”
“……Understood.”
They nodded and stepped back.
Creak.
The chapel door opened, and Go Yohan entered.
Like Jesus nailed to the cross, Yun Seung-ah floated in the air at the chapel’s center, bound by invisible magics.
In one corner, Lee Ha-yeon had her eyes closed, isolating the space itself into Greed’s vault.
Humm.
In another, Kim Sion poured out power that might not suffice, sustaining everything.
-Captain.
Lee Ha-yeon’s voice reached him, but he didn’t respond.
Step.
Go Yohan approached Yun Seung-ah.
Yun Seung-ah rolled her obsidian-black eyes toward him.
Her consciousness far away, it was mere instinct lifting her head to meet his gaze.
“Seung-ah, I know my voice will reach you eventually, even if not right now.”
Just a slight delay.
Someday, it would reach her.
“I have a plan.”
Go Yohan said.
“For that, Seung-ah. I need your help.”
That was when.
Nod.
As if understanding, Yun Seung-ah’s head nodded.
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A day had passed since the black barriers appeared at the North Korean armistice line and near Baekdu Mountain toward China, and since Black Gates reappeared worldwide.
They knew all too well from experience how dangerous Black Gates were.
The world trembled in anxiety, hoping players would do something, but they remained strangely quiet.
No announcements, yet their actions seemed to say:
-No big deal. Just wait.
With the whole world hushed, it wasn’t odd to think so.
But movements in China and Europe were ominous, and the U.S. Player Association had reportedly issued a summon for top rankers in response.
And in South Korea.
“…….”
A crowd gathered before the thoroughly sealed black barrier.
Such activity couldn’t stay hidden, but with the president, Player Association, and guild alliances including Divinity joining forces, information was tightly controlled.
“Thank you all for coming.”
Go Yohan appeared before them, brushing back his silver-white hair.
Still damp as if freshly showered.
A stark contrast to the fully armed others.
Gulp.
Yet players felt an eerie tension and intimidation from his appearance, swallowing hard.
Those who’d seen him before just nodded.
‘Wow.’
First-timers gasped in awe.
It made sense—these were church-selected, Go Yohan-friendly players.
“I’ll explain briefly.”
Among them was Go Minji, who’d brought Divinity.
Kim Se-hyeon from Taehan.
Kim Cheon-seok and Yu Baek from Sanctuary Alliance.
Around 300 in total.
Impressive given their levels, but too few against the massive barrier before them.
“A ritual is underway in North Korea for a demon unlike any we’ve seen.”
Go Yohan said casually, leaning against a tent.
“A demon unlike any…?”
Kim Cheon-seok asked, puzzled.
“Simple.”
Go Yohan replied as if it were nothing.
“Right now in North Korea….”
A truth not yet revealed to the world—and one he wouldn’t reveal.
“The Demon King is descending.”