Chapter 92
Chapter 92
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 92
Chapter Title: The True Hell Begins
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“…I didn’t even think you’d suffer critical injuries.”
“…That crazy bastard?”
Go Minji spat out her incredulity-laced curse toward Go Yohan.
But what could she do? It was the truth.
“But I’m grateful for it.”
“…….”
There were words his mother had said.
‘Everyone I send to you can be trusted completely.’
Of course, fully trusting ordinary people who hadn’t been touched by Greed wasn’t easy.
But he would try.
What he wanted from them was simple.
“All I want is for you not to die.”
“……!”
“And to be able to protect whoever stands by your side.”
In that sense.
“You didn’t die, did you? You pass.”
The divine ones passed.
“…….”
The eyes of the Holy Knights deepened.
“Is he cursing us… or praising us…?”
Go Minji’s incredulous voice.
“Of course, there are still plenty of shortcomings, so I plan to fill those gaps somehow. That’s why I brought you here.”
At that moment, Lee Jae-kyung stepped up beside Go Yohan.
“For us….”
He smirked.
“…it’s just something very familiar.”
“How are you going to fill those gaps?”
Go Woojin asked.
“…You know, bus? Carry? That kind of thing. Anyway.”
Go Woojin chuckled at Go Yohan’s words.
“Impossible.”
It wasn’t dismissal of Go Yohan.
“With your abilities, you could hunt giants effortlessly, and the participating players would gain experience and level up.”
It was certainly the old-school bus, or carry method.
High-level players accelerating low-level players’ growth.
“But there’s a firm level cap on what you can achieve that way, and the side effects are no joke.”
Levels raise stats.
But without the experience, they can’t adapt to the elevated level.
The greater the gap, the more the player becomes an empty shell with high levels but no substance.
“It’s the same now.”
Go Woojin approached Go Yohan as he spoke.
“Thanks to you and the elixirs, our stats exploded, which is great. But our bodies can’t keep up.”
The problem was experiencing excessive growth all at once.
“If not for that, we wouldn’t have so many injured.”
Sudden changes in physical abilities and mana naturally disrupted the balance they’d honed.
Even something like a magic circle requires balance, and it had been thrown off without preparation.
It wasn’t blaming Go Yohan.
Just explaining.
“I know.”
But Go Yohan responded as if it were obvious.
“And….”
“No need to worry.”
Lee Jae-kyung stepped forward nonchalantly.
“The two of us here….”
He smirked again.
“…are experts in that field.”
“……?”
And then.
“Uwaaaagh!”
The true hell began.
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Why wouldn’t Go Yohan know what Go Woojin meant?
It wasn’t limited to players—even giving a child a sword doesn’t make them suddenly able to fight an adult.
They had to learn how to wield it and grow accustomed to it.
That’s why modern players, unlike in the past, raised their levels very methodically and in tune.
It was more profitable in the long run.
Players who grew that way showed vast differences even at the same level.
And.
“Uwaaaagh!”
As Lee Jae-kyung said, Go Yohan and Lee Jae-kyung were experts in it.
The reason the church, the temple, and Go Yohan’s forces had grown so rapidly.
Boom!
Elixirs and special items?
Or.
Crash!
Gates that spawned infinitely in the church basement?
Of course, all of it contributed.
“No need to worry.”
Go Yohan.
His existence was the reason.
Go Yohan entered gates once a week with assigned players.
Those gates were always at least one rank higher, sometimes three ranks higher, than the players’ level.
Dangerous?
Swoosh.
He or the Apostles saved them from deadly crises.
Go Yohan casually extended his hand, deflecting a giant’s arm hurtling toward Go Woojin’s head, sending it staggering.
And then.
“Kraaagh!”
Minor injuries were left alone.
Players swept by a giant’s fist had their legs bent grotesquely, chests caved in.
But.
“Guhk, guhheok…!”
They were alive.
That was enough.
Some time into the battle, Go Yohan stepped in.
As he planted his foot and reached out to grasp.
Whoooong! Crunch!
Space tore apart entirely, raining chunks of giant flesh like hail.
The wounded giants.
Rooooar!
Let out soul-shaking roars as they began to retreat.
“Huff, huff….”
It was the same as before.
Injured, mana depleted, utterly exhausted, they collapsed in fatigue.
And when Go Yohan approached those divine players.
Flinch.
They shrank back from him with faces more terrified than of the giants.
“It’s fine.”
They wanted to scream at the reassuring Go Yohan.
‘It’s not fine!’
His hand extended toward them just like it had toward the giants.
They knew there was no attack intent.
Shaaa!
But that intense light was more painful than anything.
“Aa…!”
And holy.
“…….”
Go Woojin incredulously checked his body.
The pain in his arm, cracked from the giant’s attack, was gone.
In one corner, a player’s broken leg was restoring to normal.
“…F… fuck….”
Go Minji’s cursing reached his ears.
“Fucking… perfect….”
Go Minji, who already had great recovery, stood trembling as she spoke.
Go Yohan.
“Seriously… whew!”
The monstrous youngest of the divine, insufficient even with his overwhelming power, also possessed one of the rare healing abilities in the world.
And it wasn’t ordinary healing.
Scratches healed in the blink of an eye.
Broken arms reattached in under a few seconds.
Even.
“Thank you…! Thank you!”
Severed arms regenerated.
“…….”
Trembling eyes—the taste of that miracle left them on the verge of bursting into tears of rapture.
“Sniff.”
But soon, they broke into sobs of a different kind.
Clap!
Go Yohan clapped his hands together.
Just 5 minutes since the giant battle ended.
“Let’s go again with energy.”
Hunting time returned.
Whip!
Compressed air from his swung hand lashed at the retreating giants.
Giants turning to leave, thinking the fight over, turned back amid dull pain.
Monsters without even intelligence.
‘Already?’
Yet their faces seemed to say that.
‘…Again?’
They wore such expressions.
“Fight on!”
The players trembled at Go Yohan’s actions.
Those who hadn’t understood when he called himself a villain.
But now they realized.
“…Villain.”
No matter what anyone said, Go Yohan was a villain.
“A great villain.”
An archvillain at that.
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How grueling had it been?
“Crazy…! My strength stat went up….”
“I… my agility rose.”
Growth stats, rare even in low levels, had increased.
“Ha, hahaha.”
The players laughed in disbelief, faces inscrutable—joy or sorrow?
But one thing was certain.
Grip.
They could feel themselves growing stronger.
They were gradually adapting to the raised stats.
Injuries lessened, occurrences decreased.
Battles with giants lasted a bit longer each time.
Shaaa!
All thanks to Go Yohan.
No matter how strong, no player wanted to die or be crippled.
That’s why modern players calmly strategized against clear enemies.
But fighting with Go Yohan.
Grip.
They didn’t have to worry about that.
-Primitive.
Truly regressing to pouring out their full abilities.
Of course, easier said than done.
Even the greatest players felt the same bone-crushing pain, the intense despair of approaching death.
Bodies stiffened, hearts raced.
But that which they thought they’d never get used to.
“…….”
They were growing accustomed.
“Is this it?”
“What?”
“You know crusaders? Like, ‘God be with us!’”
“Zealots?”
Chuckles and laughs erupted.
“Fight back! Honestly, it feels like we really could.”
And they were becoming enthralled by the madness.
A long-overdue break. That’s when it happened.
“Hey, sis!”
“One more round!”
Lee Jae-kyung and Han Su-a were playing tag again off to the side.
That they could do so meant the divine side had some leeway.
“Why are those two always at each other’s throats?”
Go Yohan muttered to himself.
Seeing a new side of Lee Jae-kyung, it was both funny and curious.
“You seriously don’t know and are asking?”
Go Minji, having finished a simple meal, approached.
“What?”
“Jae-kyung and Director Han. You really don’t know?”
“……?”
“You really don’t.”
Go Minji shook her head in disbelief.
“They dated.”
“……?”
“Director Han’s first love was Jae-kyung, and vice versa.”
“What? For real?”
Go Yohan’s eyes widened at the first he’d heard of it.
“Why’d they break up?”
Then, Go Minji looked at Go Yohan.
Her eyes seemed to say.
‘What the hell do I do with this guy?’
If Go Yohan were weaker than Go Minji.
“Should I just smack him once?”
“…….”
She might really have done it.
“…Lucky.”
“What else?”
“Seung-ah, was it?”
He’d briefly talked with Go Minji about Sloth, Yun Seung-ah.
“He mistook In-kyung’s mom for Seung-ah.”
Go Yohan thought too: should he really beat him?