How A Mythical Holy Knight Lives As A Villain (Novel) - Chapter 130
Chapter 130
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Bullets had a clear limit.
They couldn’t penetrate a player’s defense, and for players above a certain level.
Whoosh.
The speed of incoming bullets looked slow enough.
Unless it was something like Rune Breaker that Cheol Jung-bae made.
Pitter-patter.
Bullets had little meaning against players or high-grade monsters.
“……!”
Surprised gasps could be felt from here and there.
“Should we shoot?”
A voice from somewhere.
“We’re no match.”
The voice of someone expected to be a commander also came.
“Anyway…”
Bang!
The noise of tearing air came.
“It seems the weapons will have to step forward.”
At the same time, pressures incomparable to bullets poured from all directions.
Actually, Go Johan had no particular thoughts about the place called North Korea.
His sense of belonging to the nation called South Korea was extremely faint, and he didn’t care about the news of provocations either.
Whoooosh!
To Go Johan who had experienced Trabania, the place called North Korea.
Boom!
Was merely a pitiful small kingdom on the continent’s outskirts.
Whoosh!
From the explosion and smoke from the collision.
Whoosh!
Noise erupted.
It was like lightning striking.
Boom!
Soon thunder arose with a flash as if lightning was right.
Whooosh!
The fierce wind scattered the smoke in an instant.
What was revealed within was a man with silver-white hair gripping the neck of North Korea’s great weapon.
Thud, thud.
Silver-white hair, Go Johan walked while holding the neck of a player called a weapon in one hand.
Clang! Clang!
Players who rushed to stop him swung weapons, but it was only sparks and they couldn’t inflict any wound on Go Johan.
“To think it would be this serious.”
Boom!
Go Johan said while throwing down the neck of the player he was holding.
“Kugh!”
The player who collided with the floor and coughed up a handful of blood seemed to have fainted just like that.
Hesitate, hesitate.
The players who had rushed at Go Johan like moths began to back away.
Fortunately they seemed quick at judging situations.
That they were still alive and breathing.
Gulp.
That Go Johan had shown them mercy.
It was like in the past too.
If players had attacked in South Korea instead, he would have shattered their necks without hesitation.
But these people.
“Since the language is the same, I think you’ll understand.”
Wasn’t it not their own will?
These people couldn’t even become the small kingdom he’d seen in Trabania in the past.
Should they be called tribal people ruled by a shaman, so to speak?
Controlled and forbidden from even seeing and hearing properly, they only lived as the shaman’s puppets.
“For the Red Hawk!”
That’s why he gave them a chance.
Unless their blades were directed at his family or friends, or ordinary people.
Thud.
Because they were directed at him.
He couldn’t massacre humans for hostility that was merely like mayfly’s wing beats.
“W-what are you doing?”
The player who seemed strongest asked Go Johan carefully.
They had just rushed out urgently at the uninvited guest who suddenly appeared in the middle of Pyongyang, not even knowing who the opponent was or what their purpose was.
“……!”
Then they seemed to realize something from the silver-white hair revealed in the moonlight shining down.
“…White Ghost!”
“White Ghost?”
When Go Johan tilted his head.
Whoosh.
They quickly distanced themselves.
“Why has the South’s monster appeared here!”
Stories about him seemed to have spread to North Korea too.
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After all, even if it was North Korea, they couldn’t not have heard stories about Go Johan who was shaking the entire world.
Though they’re closed off, they communicate too.
Crackle.
Noise was interfering in Go Johan’s head.
Crackle crackle.
The barrier covering all of North Korea was even interfering with communication with the apostles.
It was a mysterious thing.
He knew North Korea’s barrier was strong, but he didn’t think it would be to this extent.
Murmur murmur.
Between that, soldiers and players were whispering to each other, talking about Go Johan.
“White Ghost?”
“Really that White Ghost?”
“With such a monster, look at that hair! If not White Ghost!”
They were terrified.
Crackle.
The deepening noise between that.
Flash!
Finally voices began to be heard.
“Captain, Captain! Can you hear me?”
It was Lee Ha-yeon’s voice.
Now with Yoon Seung-ah absent, Lee Ha-yeon was serving as the control tower.
“I hear you well.”
At Go Johan’s single word, those standing around flinched and backed away.
“What does the Party say?”
They too seemed unable to get a grip on how to treat Go Johan.
Since a player appeared in the middle of Pyongyang, for the safety of the leader comrade they should unconditionally kill instantly or arrest, but judging from the skills they’d just seen, they felt it was impossible.
Swish, swish.
Even at this moment he could feel players called the Pyongyang Guard gathering.
“Can we actually catch that monster?”
They couldn’t imagine being a match for Go Johan.
“Captain.”
As if noise was still interfering, it seemed this side’s words weren’t reaching Lee Ha-yeon.
Even between that.
Woong, woong.
Go Johan was activating his divine eyes, tracing the disappeared plane’s traces.
That’s when.
Swish.
Watching the players trying to approach little by little.
Swoosh.
Go Johan waved his hand.
[Protection of the Black Sapling]
Rumble!
Roots that surged from the cracked earth in an instant began to wrap around the players.
“Urgh!”
“What is this!”
It didn’t take long for everyone in the area to be caught by black roots.
If the Protection of Black Lava was efficient for killing, the Protection of Black Sapling was effective for suppression.
And these abilities.
Crack.
Felt quite mysterious to Go Johan.
Michael who couldn’t use magic, who only swung swords and threw fists.
“…Did mages live this conveniently?”
It was convenience to the point of feeling deflated for a moment.
Crack! Crack!
Roots still extending in stems were trying to grasp everyone approaching.
North Korea had been one of the topics the church had discussed for a long time.
And the conclusion reached.
‘Not yet.’
That they should leave them alone for now.
Political reasons complexly intertwined were biggest, and the reason was that the confusion from it could have the greatest impact on South Korea where Go Johan and the church were located.
And if there was one more reason.
“Kill him!”
North Korea.
“It’s the Party’s order to kill White Ghost immediately!”
The reason was that they weren’t a threat.
Those shouting and causing disturbances.
“In the end…”
They lost even the one chance given.
Crack!
Black roots began to bind soldiers and players even more fiercely.
“Making the same choice.”
Crack!
Between the black roots, what flowed down was only blood.
The assessment that the Protection of Black Sapling had less lethality compared to the Protection of Black Lava seemed to need revision.
When unfolded from Go Johan’s hands, the lethality was ultimately the same.
“…Bro…bro…”
Lee Ha-yeon’s voice came through the barrier.
“North Korea’s Party leadership rejected negotiation.”
It seemed they’d finally completely escaped the barrier’s influence.
“Haa.”
Just cooperation while tracking the plane Go Yoon-su would have been on.
That’s all he would have wanted.
He would have promised generous compensation in return too.
Boom! Boom!
They rejected that and made a bad move.
“The judgment?”
Sensing approaching presences, Go Johan asked.
“As the captain wishes. Until then, the reason we stood by was largely so the captain wouldn’t be exposed.”
The presences were getting closer and closer.
“Also.”
Crack!
Surging tree roots began to bind everything moving.
“We just didn’t want to stain the captain’s hands with needless blood.”
Thud, thud.
As if connected to the black roots, he felt like hundreds of hearts were beating in Go Johan’s grasp.
“Please do as the captain wishes.”
“Right. I should.”
Go Johan began to move again.
The divine eyes that came to see deeper through the World Tree’s betrothed.
They.
Woong.
Could even trace past traces, so he finally succeeded in finding traces of the disappeared plane.
“Finding hyung comes first.”
Bang!
Go Johan disappeared with a roar.
Where he reappeared was Pyongyang’s sky.
Panicked people moved urgently to find Go Johan but it was useless.
“North Korea…”
Go Johan said.
“I should clean up at this opportunity.”
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‘I am a villain.’
Go Johan reaffirmed.
‘I am…’
Looking at Pyongyang brought special feelings.
‘Not a savior.’
Was it because of Michael’s memories from the past?
Something like guilt stung sharply.
Guilt that he couldn’t save those he could have saved.
In reality, he was the one who had stood by watching North Korea’s suffering.
“……”
There was also a sense of debt.
“Prepare. Ha-yeon.”
“Understood. Captain.”
The gates endlessly generated in the church’s underground that helped believers grow, where did they come from?
Though not all, most of them were gates pulled from those generated in North Korea.
Because of that.
‘It’s serious.’
North Korea’s players couldn’t even grow properly.
Of course it was because of Lee Ha-yeon’s request, but the feeling like he’d stolen something.
“Now…”
Go Johan said while opening his closed eyes.
“I should get used to it.”
“You don’t need to. Captain.”
Lee Ha-yeon spoke as if substituting for Yoon Seung-ah’s role.
“The captain did everything possible.”
“Right. Let’s talk about this later.”
He’d promised his mother he’d bring his brother.
For a meal tomorrow, even.
Now just thinking about that was enough.
Whoooosh!
A missile rushed at Go Johan looking down at Pyongyang.
Boom!
He waved his hand and burst it.
Flames and heat poured out instantly but couldn’t singe a single hair of Go Johan’s.
Within that.
Crack!
Finally Go Johan grasped the thread he was looking for.