How A Mythical Holy Knight Lives As A Villain (Novel) - Chapter 148
Chapter 148
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From the start, this was what he’d hoped for from Yoon Seung-ah.
Gaining control of all Black Gates opened worldwide.
And when the time came.
“Connect them.”
Connecting all of them to North Korea that had become a demon realm.
-Captain. At least let us help….
Yoon Seung-ah’s voice sounded drowsy as if waking from sleep.
But Go Johan was utterly resolute.
“Connect… them.”
No dissent accepted.
-Understood.
Finally.
Booooom!
The connection began.
They’d already done this before—pulling gates to desired locations.
Whoosh!
Go Johan’s vision expanded as if he’d become a god.
What he saw at a glance was North Korean land, no.
‘Blue.’
Earth’s landscape.
But above that blue, the divine sight’s world only Go Johan could see unfolded.
Yoon Seung-ah who gained control of Black Gates, and Go Johan connected to her.
Snap.
The moment he thought he snapped his fingers.
Whoosh!
As if a massive storm swept through, blackened territory began moving.
Allies who’d entered North Korean land had all withdrawn.
Whoosh.
The world returning again.
Crackle!
In the sky of the world trapped by black barriers, black rifts were occurring.
Boom!
Massive storms and winds seemed to sweep everything.
“Ugh, aaaagh!”
“S-save me…!”
Demons’ screams were heard everywhere.
Thud, thump.
Demonic beasts collapsed and died.
Because massive magic energy even demons couldn’t handle rushed in instantly, becoming saturated.
Grin.
What Go Johan desired.
“Vermin.”
Because black barriers imprisoned North Korea, it couldn’t affect beyond.
“Die, all of you.”
But.
Go Johan’s skin also began peeling away.
Crack!
His flesh cracking and breaking like old bark, his upper garment becoming no different from rags.
Rip!
He tore it off.
Writhe.
Tattoos that had taken position writhed on Go Johan’s pure white skin.
‘Not yet, not yet.’
The end of Go Johan’s drawn picture wasn’t here.
Tremble!
The Demon King’s horn beginning to tremble.
“If you’re trying to flee.”
He already knew.
That the thing trying to begin descending was trying to flee as if terrified at some point.
“I’ll forcibly summon you.”
Step, step.
Go Johan who’d been rooted in place facing everything finally began walking.
Boom!
Black lava surged from torn and split earth.
Rumble.
Those who could neither attack Go Johan nor flee in the magic storm were being crushed and exploding.
Crack.
Go Johan’s footsteps seemed to accelerate all of it, but he had no intention to stop anymore.
-Cap…tain.
Even Seung-ah’s voice barely came through with noise.
“Aaaagh!”
The head of a demon rushing unable to endure fear and pain.
Whoosh!
He simply burst it with a light punch.
Step.
Thus Go Johan reached the Demon King’s horn planted in Pyongyang’s center.
Tremble!
The thing about to be pulled and soar skyward any moment—when Go Johan touched it.
[Will you summon the Demon King?]
[Large amounts of karma points will be consumed.]
Most North Korean residents who should have been sacrifices were evacuated.
And he had no intention of handing the rest as demon sacrifices.
From the start.
Grin.
Sacrifices overflowed.
[Current Karma Points….]
Slaughtered demons, the sin they possessed.
No, the sin already dwelling in Go Johan alone was enough.
They estimated six-horned demons possessed 10,000 karma points.
Seven-horned demons, the benchmark for archdemons, were estimated to possess 50,000 karma points.
[Warning]
What was heard then.
Crackle.
Felt somehow different from voices seen and heard until now.
[Your current action may accelerate dimensional rifts.]
The Goddess’s voice, yet.
“How dare.”
Felt not like the Goddess’s voice.
“Don’t impersonate the Goddess before me.”
And simultaneously closed his eyes.
Thump.
[50,000 karma points consumed.]
Thus the first Demon King began descending to Earth.
Boom!
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Seven-horned, and eight-horned.
If those with such horns were archdemons.
‘Nine horns and above.’
Those were demons called Demon Kings.
Existences that troubled Michael, called invincible and undefeated, war god and martial god.
If two or more descended, Michael could never have easily defeated them, and if three or more descended.
‘Would have been harder than even the Demon God.’
But they were out-of-spec existences that ignored world laws.
Their descent was never permitted beyond one.
‘O Goddess.’
That too must be that person’s arrangement.
Swish.
When Go Johan quietly opened his eyes.
In darkness and silence as if everything was swallowed.
Crackle.
The Goddess’s voice began cracking through again.
[First achievement acquired: One Who Summoned the Demon King.]
[Can challenge and acquire the Demon King’s position.]
[First achievement acquired: One Who Broke the Wall.]
[……]
Crackle. Crack crack crack.
[Large amounts of karma points acquired.]
[121,929 karma points acquired.]
[Unique achievement acquired: One Who Summoned the End.]
And.
[Acquired qualification to interfere with the world’s essence.]
Something unknown seemed to echo like sleep-talking in dreams.
But within that, Go Johan could see.
Boom.
Thick darkness swallowing the sky and reaching out its hand.
“Demon King.”
It was the Demon King.
Boom!
Whether hungry and lacking, that hand grasped demons that could be called its allies and brought them to its mouth.
Rumble.
Meanwhile, horns seemed to sprout on the emerging head.
Under Demon God Balok, four Demon Kings existed.
No, four Demon Kings existed first, and Balok who appeared late made them kneel and began being called Demon God, he’d heard.
Those four Demon Kings descended sequentially to Trabania and were felled by Michael.
If so.
“……”
Go Johan’s eyes trembled.
“You….”
He thought the Demon King to descend this time would also be one he’d felled.
But no.
Incomparably thicker massive darkness than those.
Nine sprouted horns.
But why, seeming to sprout even more.
“……!”
The Demon King’s horn was still planted in Pyongyang’s center.
‘Ten horns?’
No, not that.
More.
The moment Balok with twelve horns came to mind.
Crack.
Go Johan was already lifting his sword planted in the ground—Mortal Sin.
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The moment he saw that, countless questions arose.
‘Where’s Balok?’
No, where did the other Demon King go before that?
Before that, even earlier.
Boom.
He had to acknowledge that thing was a monster beyond assumption.
[Ahh]
A voice piercing deep into his head, like the Goddess’s.
[How long has it been.]
Whether it filled some lack by devouring demons, it was now making sounds.
That trembling gave Go Johan certainty.
‘Not the Demon King originally to be summoned.’
A different Demon King from what opened the door.
The moment that one was descending, this thing intervened and stole that position.
And he could also be certain.
‘The plan went wrong.’
He hadn’t feared mere Demon Kings or demons, but that thing was an existence no different from extinction.
Even for Go Johan who’d nearly regained his true power.
Boom!
The certainty that the moment it fully descended, he could only end the battle after at least half the world perished.
[Ahh]
And.
[Are you the candidate?]
Go Johan had to correct the broken plan to become the original plan.
Crack.
He gripped Mortal Sin.
‘Won’t drag time.’
He would end this entire catastrophe in a single strike.
Crackle, crack.
Black storms were swallowing all of North Korea.
Nothing could survive beneath them.
Tearing skin, crushing magic energy.
Ignoring all of it, Go Johan closed his eyes.
Thump.
He focused on his heart, that which held sin.
His heart seemed to appear right before him in the inverted sight.
Above the human heart, black threads formed tattoos.
What apostles could do, Go Johan naturally could also do.
Drawing out and returning their inherent power.
‘Opening.’
Apostles called it opening.
But for Go Johan it was called by a different name.
Once, when he tried to test this.
‘Captain….’
‘What is this….’
‘Too dangerous.’
‘…It hurts.’
All apostles had to open and block him.
If he hadn’t regained his senses then, he might have harmed the apostles.
That was truly the power Go Johan desired.
Swish.
Trabania’s end, the vow he made throwing his body into that pit.
The resolution made to the Goddess.
“If I can just kill demons….”
Words like an incantation.
“I’ll even become a demon if it kills demons.”
Thump!
His heart beat.
Simultaneously.
Crack!
The black threads binding his heart began rampaging.
Boom!
Cut off from the world in a pure realm, half the threads forming Go Johan began dyeing into one color.
Fallen sinful existences.
Into black that could be called god’s denial.
Boom!
Whoosh!
Black stems extended from the hand gripping Mortal Sin, beginning to devour Go Johan.
[……]
The Goddess’s voice heard faintly.
This wasn’t drawing out some apostle’s power, something atoned.
[Class Dark Knight….]
This was about Go Johan and Michael.
The essence the existence itself possessed.
[Changed to Knight of Mortal Sin.]
Crack!
All noise ceased.
Because power bursting from Go Johan devoured surrounding noise and light, creating an isolated space.
There, dyed black on one side.
Crack.
A man showing horns stood as if gripping a shining holy sword.
Go Johan called this.
“Liberation.”