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Cale slowly opened his eyes and said to the trembling Hitellis:
“You must have already guessed my identity?”
Hitellis, from the context of the conversation, had vaguely sensed his identity.
Cale Henituse.
The one who had destroyed several hunter families and was sabotaging their plans.
‘…That he appeared in the Demon World!’
She never imagined he would come all the way to the Demon World. Moreover…
‘He’s more than I imagined.’
His energy, upon directly confronting him, was immensely superior to what she had seen in the New World game videos.
‘Ah- everything is-’
But what made her tremble was something else.
‘Everything is wrong.’
All her and the Chaos God sect’s assumptions were incorrect. They had made a mistake in their assessment of the variables. And those assumptions and assessments must have been the result of Cale Henituse’s actions.
‘We knew nothing.’
They knew nothing and allowed the enemy to infiltrate to their very feet. The Pope and the Supreme Knight. They were only watching the Transparent Blood Family Wanderers and the Demon King’s army. They didn’t know about the true enemy’s existence.
‘Ah-’
Despair enveloped her. As she couldn’t say anything and trembled, Cale whispered to her:
“I want to go to the place where the Pope is in the most secret way possible. No, I have to go. I’d like you to guide me.”
Cale’s tone was softer than before. But Hitellis realized the energy enveloping her was becoming more powerful. *Toc, toc, toc*. Her teeth chattered from fear. Because upon opening her eyes, she saw her surroundings.
“If there are any problems on the way, you will be responsible for the consequences.”
Cale’s voice was soft, but his aura was violent.
“The Chaos God isn’t on your side, but I-”
Cale tightened Hitellis’s neck even more.
“Remember that I’m behind you.”
Hitellis clearly felt she could die at any moment.
“It’s advice for you.”
From Cale’s energy behind her…
“There are many people here who wish for your death.”
And from the gazes of those watching her… Hitellis clearly felt she was in a dangerous situation.
“Get up.”
Cale watched Hitellis shakily get up, carelessly picked up the broken Sacred Object that had fallen against the wall, and put it in his dimensional space pouch.
-Sniff sniff! Get rid of that!
But what if not? Cale ignored The Sound of the Wind’s voice and ordered Hitellis:
“Guide me.”
Hitellis shakily walked, and Cale, seeing Choi Han carrying Choi Jung Soo, told Raon:
“Tell Aurora to take Choi Jung Soo.”
“Understood, human!”
When Raon quickly responded, Cale added:
“And keep it secret from Choi Jung Gun.”
Choi Han flinched. He made eye contact with Cale. Cale smiled and said:
“For someone with wide eyes, this is enough.”
Choi Jung Gun, who had awakened in good condition after his chaotic contamination was purified, couldn’t be brought to a battlefield. Especially if he knew what had happened to Choi Jung Soo, his eyes might widen.
‘And if the Wanderers discovered Choi Jung Gun, it would be problematic.’
Cale followed Hitellis, organizing his thoughts. The Supreme Knight, several times stronger than Choi Jung Soo. And the numerous knights who would protect the Pope. They didn’t need to fight them directly.
‘Clopeh Sekka.’
Until you bring Mol before the Pope…
‘We won’t attack the Pope.’
When Mol and the Supreme Knight are fighting… At that moment… Even for an instant, if there’s an opportunity, when the Pope is unprotected…
‘We must attack the Pope from behind.’
Anyway, the Chaos God’s Saint… The Pope… And the Chaos God…
“I really don’t like them.”
Their actions are truly unpleasant.
“Human.”
Raon cautiously approached and spoke.
“What’s wrong?”
Raon smiled upon seeing Cale’s gaze, which seemed indifferent but looked at him as always, and said what he wanted to say.
“Let’s destroy them!”
“Eh?”
Cale stopped. But Raon, unlike before, when he was very angry, spoke to Cale as always.
“Let’s destroy the Chaos God sect! As the Pope and the Supreme Knight are here, if we destroy this place, the sect will be destroyed.”
“Good idea! I want to destroy them too!”
Hong forcefully agreed, and On, who made eye contact with Cale, calmly said:
“It seems like a good idea.”
He approved his two younger siblings’ opinion. While Hitellis’s face paled even more, On continued:
“Besides, wasn’t that what you planned to do?”
Cale couldn’t answer On’s words. But On, as if he had heard the answer in Cale’s silence, raised the corners of his lips…
Nyaoong-
And she let out a meow with a nasal tune. The children remembered. When Ron returned with a lost arm, Cale went to the sea with the whale clan and how he confronted ‘Arm.’
“What are you doing? Why are you so slow?”
Look now. Cale, with a quite violent aura despite his normal tone, was threatening the staggering Hitellis to move quickly. And no one stopped Cale. Hitellis had to walk with difficulty, surrendering her body and breath to the energy that seemed to dominate even the air she breathed. But her gaze hadn’t extinguished yet.
‘Pope.’
If she brings them before him, there will surely be a way out. A light will be created amidst the chaos. Yes. She could survive. Moreover, the sect’s great plan won’t be affected, and the Chaos God will obtain what he desired.
‘Cale Henituse!’
Because the Chaos God desires his body! To the Chaos God who desires to descend into his body… Let’s offer this to the Pope! A still unextinguished warmth burned in Hitellis’s eyes.
-Human.
Raon spoke to Cale with magic.
-That housekeeper’s gaze is insolent.
The corner of Cale’s lips curled upwards.
* * *
Kwaaaaaang!
Mol, the Demon King’s army’s Third Corps leader. He took a step back and wiped his sword.
Tuuk. Tuuk.
Drops of blood splattered everywhere.
“Fuu-”
He exhaled.
“She’s tenacious.”
At his words, the Supreme Knight guarding the door lowered his shield and responded:
“She won’t be able to cross.”
He spoke in a monotonous tone, showing no expression on his face. Mol couldn’t defeat that knight.
‘Damn it.’
Although it was said there were three Supreme Knights in the sect, Mol thought he could easily defeat her. Because he was a powerful warrior known in a world, a dimension, the Demon World. He was one of the ten most powerful warriors under the current Demon King’s system. But now, he was being surpassed by a knight from the Chaos God sect, a sect not as famous as the Sun God sect, even if it was an ancient god, with not that great an influence. Mol smiled.
“That’s not something someone who’s only been retreating can say, right? It seems I’ll cross that door soon.”
He raised his voice while looking at the closed door behind the knight’s shoulder. But the knight remained impassive.
*Uuu*. A strange groan came from the knight’s shield. A gray shield. The shield didn’t have any scratches. It didn’t crack or break.
He simply resisted.
Of course, the body of the knight holding the shield was pushed to the entrance by Mol’s sword power…
“I’m not tired yet.”
The knight calmly stated the reality.
“But you are.”
That’s right. Mol was covered in small wounds, sweat, and dust. As soon as he realized he couldn’t break the knight’s shield, Mol decided to attack the nearby knights. He tried to surround them to enter the building. That’s why his sword was stained with the knights’ blood.
“…….”
“…….”
The severely injured knights only retreated, showing no pain or fear. The knights who replaced them also didn’t show fear while aiming their weapons at Mol.
‘Many.’
More than he expected were still beside the Pope.
Kwaang! Kwaang! Kwaang!
Terosa’s Demon King army was attacking the Moraka castle, and the knights were stopping them.
‘Why can’t the Demon King’s army enter the castle?’
For Mol, who didn’t know that the knights who went to look for Cale and Sui Khan, whom they mistook for Wanderers, had attacked, the situation was frustrating.
‘Still, I can’t.’
Still, Mol couldn’t use all his power.
‘I can’t break the seal.’
He had to endure. This object. Thanks to this object, inherited from his family, Mol had always been able to resist in the worst situations.
‘I must use it before the Pope.’
When I kill the Pope. He must use it then.
“She won’t be able to break this shield. And if she can’t break it, she also won’t be able to cross this door.”
At the knight’s assertion, Mol’s face distorted. And towards the tired enemy…
Step. Step step.
The knights approached. Dozens of blades wanted to touch Mol’s body.
Kuumg!
The knight, sticking his shield into the ground, declared, with a shield as large as his body behind him:
“No one can break the shield granted by Chaos.”
When he received this shield imbued with Chaos power. When he reached the Supreme Knight rank. The knight was sure. This Chaos-imbued shield would never break.
‘Damn it!’
And Mol thought the same. This shield. If he touched the gray shield, he fell into an illusion. It was a battlefield covered in chaos. Countless weapons aiming at him. Although he knew it was an illusion, he couldn’t ignore it. Because other knights took advantage of that opportunity to aim their real weapons at him. The illusion contained reality. So Mol was desperate. While dodging weapons far below his level, he only got more tired.
‘And it’s solid.’
This shield is too solid. No, it was becoming increasingly solid. What’s the reason? What makes this shield so solid?
“In the end, she’ll die.”
Damn it. Mol couldn’t find a refutation to the knight’s words. The hand behind. Mol, called the price of betrayal, was also strong in fair fights. But now, the situation of having to resist alone, surrounded by enemies everywhere, felt overwhelming. He had definitely been in many situations like this. He had been surrounded by enemies on the battlefield many times, because of his betrayals. Why did he feel so overwhelmed now?
“Heoek. Heoek.”
Mol didn’t even realize he was short of breath. His gaze turned to the shield. That unbreakable shield. He couldn’t see any opportunity to break it.
“…….”
And the knight’s gaze, seeing Mol’s expression, was full of confidence.
‘As I thought. In the end, she gives up.’
Whoever surrenders to the shield will never be able to break it. This shield never breaks for those who are trapped in chaos. He, who had even greater confidence than Mol, would never lose the shield. The knight told Mol, who was losing his confidence, his will to win:
“She hasn’t been allowed to cross this door.”
Damn it! Damn it! Mol’s face distorted as he recalled his last resort. It wasn’t an act. Despair was reflected on his face. The knight calmly continued:
“This door-”
For the first time, an expression appeared on the knight’s face. It was a smile. A mocking smile.
“This door will never open for you.”
That’s when…
*Kiiik*.
He heard a sound he shouldn’t have heard. The sound of a door opening. And…
“!”
The knight felt a sudden chill. A strange and inexplicable energy. He felt goosebumps all over his body. Without realizing it, he raised the shield stuck in the ground and turned his body.
*Kii*. Kwaang!
The door burst open. The person who opened the door widely smiled with open arms.
“General Mol. I’ve opened the door!”
Black hair and green eyes. Mol couldn’t help but have a dazed expression upon seeing Kase, whom he had imprisoned.
“You, how…?”
How is that guy there? And he saw the fallen knights beyond the open door. Moreover, drops of blood were falling from Clopeh’s sword.
Sometimes he was a merchant. Sometimes he seemed like a high-ranking noble. But now, with a sword in hand and a smile, he was a warrior full of madness.
“But, do you know?”
Clopeh calmly moved his gaze amidst the chaos. His gaze turned to the knight with the shield right in front of him. A Supreme Knight. Clopeh heard the latter’s voice from inside the door. It was such a strong, solid, and confident voice that he couldn’t ignore it.
“Is that a shield?”
Clopeh’s smile deepened.
“I heard a while ago from inside the door, that it’s an indestructible shield, right?”
The knight said: ‘No one can break the shield granted by Chaos.’ The knight spoke to the enemy who suddenly appeared from inside.
“Who are you…?”
But Clopeh didn’t listen to the knight. He had to ask something.
“Who dared to use those words?”
The knight was confused.
“What?”
“Indestructible Shield.”
Clopeh’s aura began to undulate around him. The aura created with dead mana reacted to Clopeh’s emotions, sinking even further. Instead of becoming violent, it became deeper and colder. Like a shadow created by the brightest light.
“Did the Chaos God order it to be called that?”
Daring to use the name of the indestructible shield, the shield that was key for Cale-nim to reveal himself to the world and create countless legends… A knight using part of the Chaos God’s power dares to use that great name!
“Ha ha ha-”
Clopeh let out a great burst of laughter. Suddenly, his laughter ceased, and his gaze turned to the knight, or rather, the gray shield.
“I must destroy that shield.”
The indestructible shield. Only Cale-nim can have that name. Therefore, he must destroy that shield.
“Without fail.”
Seeing Clopeh’s eyes, who was whispering softly, the knight unconsciously swallowed. A gaze containing a truth so obvious that it surpassed confidence. The owner of that gaze calmly declared:
“That shield will break. Without fail.”
*Shing*. An aura of dead mana appeared on Clopeh’s sword. An aura white as snow. A white shadow trying to hide in Cale’s light didn’t hide.
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