## C421
Demon Kingdom.
East, West, South, North.
The Demon Kingdom residents, divided into four regions by the canyons, gathered in the center and looked down at the abyss.
Boundaries.
Curiosity.
Doubt.
Gazes filled with mixed emotions. They were the scouts sent by the leaders of each faction.
They witnessed how the outsiders who had caused a commotion in their territories noticed them. And the moment Rosalyn looked at them and smiled...
"They're on our side."
On the side of the jungle.
The Dark Elf's words caused all eyes to turn towards them for a moment.
"……."
"……."
"……."
The scouts didn't say anything. They just nodded.
Because they couldn't completely ignore them.
Among the Dark Elf scouts, the one who had spoken wasn't just a simple scout.
"The Witch's right hand."
The leader of the jungle Dark Elves, known as "the Witch." Her right hand was here.
He spoke again.
"We consider them enemies."
His right hand pointed at the God of Chaos' followers and the Wanderers.
"……."
"……."
"……."
The four factions of the Demon Kingdom didn't share the same ideals. In fact, they were often on the verge of stabbing each other.
Even so, the Demon Kingdom was the Demon Kingdom.
"……."
"……."
"……."
The way to survive in the Demon Kingdom.
External enemies were faced together.
Beyond good and evil.
"Ha."
Wanderer Cho let out a sigh filled with irritation.
The Demon Kingdom residents looked down at him with sharp eyes, as if they were mere NPCs in a game.
Seeing them ready to attack at any moment, flames began to burn around Cho.
"Cho."
But his sister, Wanderer Ryeon, stopped him.
"……."
Her gaze was fixed on the scouts, but her perception extended further, encompassing all the Demon Kingdom residents.
An area where teleportation was impossible.
That meant facing the entire Demon Kingdom involved terrifying obstacles.
"Should we let them go?"
Cho was exasperated.
Those in front of him, he could defeat without problems.
'That redhead is unconscious, after all.'
That redhead... he preferred not to imagine him.
He couldn't see the limits of that guy.
'He faced the God of Chaos, didn't he?'
It was the first time he had seen someone openly insult a god, even if it was only with a glance.
'A madman.'
And madmen were best not provoked.
"We have a purpose."
Then, Cho noticed where his sister was looking.
'Ah.'
The other being who had faced the God of Chaos.
The small black dragon.
"And I sense something unique in them."
Choi Han.
The Heavenly Demon.
Ryeon's gaze towards them turned cold.
"There are too many enemies."
"Noona, but—"
Cho tried to say something, but Ryeon stopped him again.
Uuuun—
Rosalyn activated her magic circle.
There was no reason to miss this opportunity.
"……."
"……."
Cale's group and the Wanderers looked at each other in silence.
But Cale's group boarded Rosalyn's magic circle.
The Wanderers just watched them.
"Hey, wait, us too!"
CrazyExhibitionist and his friend hurried over.
"……."
The Saint's group, who remained silent, also boarded.
As everyone gathered in the magic circle, only Eruhaben and Raon remained alert in front of the Wanderers.
Uuuun—
Rosalyn's magic activated.
Their bodies quickly rose through the canyon, moving away from the precipice towards where the Dark Elves were.
"Noona!"
"……."
Until the end, Ryeon restrained Cho and simply watched them go.
Even when Eruhaben and Raon flew away with magic, Ryeon remained still.
"...Cho."
"What? Ah, this is irritating!"
Finally, when the group reached the top and disappeared with the Dark Elves, she spoke.
"Transcendent."
"...Eh?"
At that moment, Cho's body froze.
He looked at her in shock.
"Transcendent...? Why are you saying that now...?"
"You, what kind of existence do you think that redhead is?"
"Ryeon, do you really think that guy is a Transcendent?"
Cho's eyes reflected shock.
But in his pupils, he only saw his sister's serene face.
"Doesn't he resemble the Patriarch and that man?"
"!"
Faced with that question, Cho couldn't answer.
The three Wanderers of the Five-Colored Family, known as the Three Emperors.
Although they called them that, the Patriarch was on a completely different level from the other two.
"Transcendent."
Ryeon murmured softly.
"They're not Gods, but they're like Gods."
Divine World, Celestial World, Demon World, Earthly World.
Beings who are beyond everything.
"Existences who are not bound by any name."
Beings who transcend all restrictions simply by existing.
"There's no way that redhead is a Transcendent!"
Ryeon nodded at Cho's words.
"True. And the Patriarch isn't a Transcendent yet either."
"Mmm."
Cho let out a sigh.
"Cho. If that redhead wakes up while we're fighting, do you think you could face him?"
"What? Of course! Don't underestimate—"
"Really?"
"…"
Cho avoided answering.
Instead, he said something else.
"But we shouldn't have let them go. What will we tell the Three Emperors when they arrive?"
"No. It's alright."
Ryeon was intelligent.
She had seen the Heavenly Demon's red clouds and the power that Cale's group gradually revealed, and she had connected the dots.
"We fell into a trap."
"Eh?"
She realized that everything—the attack on the God of Chaos' followers—had been a trap.
And besides...
"That redhead's group... I think I know who they are."
"What? Really?"
Wanderers Ryeon and Cho. When the siblings fought together, their power reached the Five-Colored level, even though their singularity was Transparent.
But that wasn't the only reason the Family valued them so much.
The Family leaders, including the Three Emperors, trusted Ryeon for a reason.
"Do you remember the 'White Star Project'?"
"What's that?"
Faced with Cho's carefree response, Ryeon sighed.
And she murmured:
"It's them."
The White Star Project.
Those responsible for their failure.
Recalling a document she had seen before, Ryeon murmured:
"...Cale Henituse."
So he had come this far.
"Let's return to the Family."
"Eh? Don't we wait for the Three Augusts?"
"It's not the time. We must inform the Patriarch immediately."
Ryeon's sharp mind had reached a conclusion.
"Obstacles must be eliminated."
Cale Henituse.
His group had to be eliminated quickly.
"Then why don't we follow them now and kill them all?"
Ryeon smiled at Cho's words.
"It's not our decision how to do it. The Patriarch will give the order."
Ryeon was too smart to cross that line.
'Especially with someone who seems to be close to the level of a Transcendent like the Patriarch. Facing him would be dangerous for us.'
She didn't want to die. No, she'd rather die than see Cho injured.
"The Patriarch will take care of everything."
"Ha. Alright."
Cho nodded.
In reality, his momentum had already passed.
And imagining what would happen if he faced that man who had fought the God of Chaos, he felt a little scared.
'Ryeon could get hurt.'
He didn't want to see his sister injured.
Even though they possessed Five-Colored level power together, the reason they remained Transparent was simple: they valued each other's lives too much.
Cho and Ryeon didn't know that the leaders thought this way. And they didn't need to know.
"What do we do with them?"
Cho looked at the God of Chaos' followers.
Their dazed faces.
"Well... The God of Chaos betrayed us, so..."
Ryeon tilted her head slightly and moved her hand.
¡Crash!
"¡Gahk!"
The surviving bishop's body froze.
¡Crack!
The moment Ryeon's fingers collided...
¡Slash!
The bishop's body shattered.
"……!"
"!!"
The other followers froze in fear, but Ryeon looked at them with indifference.
"If we leave them here, others will take care of them."
Her gaze turned to the Demon Kingdom residents who still remained.
"Let's go."
Cho had many questions, but in the end, he followed Ryeon.
His intelligent sister would already take care of everything.
"……."
"……."
The Demon Kingdom residents watched them silently as they left.
Because they had decided to leave themselves.
Instead, their gazes turned downwards.
"Ugh—"
"Aah...!"
The God of Chaos' followers were groaning.
The waning moon.
The night before dawn.
The Demon Kingdom residents began to descend the precipice.
The abyss, now completely exposed, was no longer the Abyss/Cliff of Death.
Whooosh—
The leaves of the gray forest trees swayed in the wind.
"Hmm."
Cale looked at the off screen of the image storage device and spoke.
"After following the Dark Elves into the jungle, the recording stopped."
"Yes. They didn't want to reveal their path."
"Hmm."
Cale crossed his arms.
"But we've already discovered them."
"True. The Five-Colored Family and the whole world will now know about us."
"Hmm."
Cale pondered.
"It's not the time for an all-out war."
His group wasn't ready to openly face the Five-Colored Family yet.
Especially after evaluating the level of Wanderers Cho and Ryeon.
"If our allies are discovered, it'll be a problem."
The Seventh Evil, the Third Evil, the Kingdom of Lan, and the Eastern Empire.
They couldn't let them be discovered.
And above all... the System.
The System couldn't be exposed.
"They also can't know we're involved in the Third Earth."
The fight between President Ahn Roh Man and the Transparent Corporation on the Third Earth.
They couldn't reveal that Cale's group was behind it.
"They'll soon try to find us."
"Maybe they'll come here."
"Yes."
This was the Dark Elf territory.
Cale looked around the simple but tidy room and spoke.
"We must create confusion."
Confuse their enemies.
"How?"
Faced with Eruhaben's question, Cale replied:
"Anyway, we'll have to go to the Demon World soon."
To save Choi Jung Gun.
"Ah."
Eruhaben nodded.
"We can pretend to flee to the Demon World."
"Yes. We'll deliberately show our faces there."
They'd create confusion.
Meanwhile, their allies would hide and gather more strength to face the Five-Colored Family.
"……."
Cale's hand reached for other storage devices.
Heh.
His mouth curved into a smile.
"Human, why are you smiling like that? The last time you smiled like that was with the crown prince! I hope he wakes up soon! I'll give him cookies!"
Ignoring Raon's words, Cale said:
"Actually, this is good."
If their enemies had already discovered them...
It was better that everyone knew about them.
"Hey, System."
Cale looked at the air and spoke.
"Not now. But later, can you create a main mission for me?"
The System didn't respond, but Cale calmly continued:
"Let's attract the real players."
The System remained silent, but it was surely listening.
"We can face the Transparent Blood Family outside the game, on the Third Earth."
Only one remained.
"Let's make the Five-Colored Family fight the game alone."
Let the Five-Colored Family fight all the players.
It wasn't impossible.
Sure, to gather so many people, they'd have to expose themselves to the Transparent Blood Family, which operated the game.
'By then, we'll have already eliminated them.'
When millions of players received a mission to fight the Five-Colored Family...
By then, the Transparent Blood Family would be finished.
And the Five-Colored Family wouldn't be able to do anything.
Fzzzt—
A small red dot appeared in front of Cale, distorting space before disappearing.
The System was definitely listening.
After organizing his thoughts, Cale spoke again:
"The name of the mission will be—"
After a moment of reflection, Cale smiled and said:
"[The Birth of a Hero]."
Raising My Precious Absolute God.
The most epic main mission that players would never forget.
'The Birth of a Hero.'
Its beginning now emerged from Cale's lips.
The next day.
"Uh... Hmm…"
Cale lifted his head.
A sacred and beautiful space, pure white.
Bright sunlight streamed through an opening in the ceiling, illuminating Cale and Alberu.
"Oh, it's incredible—! I knew it!"
"Ahh, oh Sun!"
¡Thud!
The holy knight Boltien, filled with emotion, knelt and began to pray.
Drip, drip.
The Saint was crying.
The Pope was already sobbing uncontrollably.
"Ahh, this warm light! So bright it could blind me, yet so gentle like the only source of heat in the cold! Oh, Sun, the most radiant, beautiful, and wonderful thing in the world! Sooool, oh Sooool!"
He was almost shouting.
And his words weren't normal.
"Sniff."
"Ahh—"
Behind them, the bishops formed a circle kneeling.
In the center of the circle, under the sunlight...
Cale was sitting calmly next to Alberu, who was still unconscious.
'How did we end up like this?'
While thinking about how to crush the Transparent Blood Family and the Five-Colored Family with an overwhelming army, Cale's pupils trembled.
¡Ding!
[Sub-mission: Obtain the "Chaos Purification" skill!]
[Sub-mission: Change the Sacred Object's attribute to "Nothing"!]
[You have met the conditions for these sub-missions.]
"Ahh, this merciful sunlight reminds me of my mother's caress when I was born 80 years ago—! Oh, I will give my entire being to this Sooool—!"
While listening to the Pope shout with passion, Cale thought:
'I'm tired.'
He was already exhausted.
Twitch.
'Eh?'
At that moment, Cale, who was kneeling calmly, glanced sideways.
Twitch.
Alberu's closed eyelids twitched.
'Oh.'
Heh.
The corner of Cale's lips rose.
'That guy woke up, but he doesn't want to open his eyes.'
Obviously, he was assessing the situation.
"Hmph."
Cale's involuntary laugh made Alberu tremble slightly.
Remembering what had happened the day before, Cale smiled.
Cale no personality to think about title when he fight about secret organization ARM and now THE BIRTH OF THE HERO
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