How A Mythical Holy Knight Lives As A Villain (Novel) - Chapter 42
Chapter 42
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Ten Black Gates opened simultaneously in Seoul alone.
Whether fortunate or not, according to the news, these gates weren’t separate but connected as one.
Each guild divided their forces based on their territorial rights and relationships before entering the gates.
“This is in-insane…”
The guild master and elite raid leaders of a relatively successful guild called Garudok cursed under their breath.
With little known about Black Gates yet.
They were initially relieved seeing ogres and trolls upon entering, but.
Thump!
They were greatly surprised to find these creatures were different from the ogres and trolls they’d faced before.
But with their experience, they could progress steadily.
‘We got legendary items just from killing things like this?’
That thought had crossed their minds.
‘Don’t be greedy for items. Didn’t you see Goldian’s announcement?’
‘That’s just their scheme to monopolize everything. Besides, didn’t some people sell legendary items for huge sums? Enough to change their lives ten times over.’
As greed and excitement stirred.
“What is that…”
A red wave approaching.
At first they thought it was just an anomaly of the gate.
“O-Orcs…! Orcs!”
As the wave drew closer and players with good eyesight realized what it was, panic ensued.
A wave numbering in the thousands, and the red-colored orcs were clearly different from normal orcs even without fighting them.
“Form ranks!”
Just then, the guild master of Thunder, who had entered with them, shouted.
He was an old friend and rival who had warned against being greedy for legendary items.
One day, he had suddenly surpassed them as if catching a favorable wind.
“Haap!”
And.
Kwang!
They clashed with the red wave.
Thunder was ranked 9th among the top ten guilds.
Though they were once similar to Garudok.
“Was this all?”
Their skill was different from what was publicly known.
Puhwak!
It was at a level that couldn’t possibly be considered merely 9th rank.
“W-we’ll join in too!”
Garudok joined belatedly, but what they experienced was terror and helplessness.
As expected, the Red Orcs were incomparably stronger than anything they’d faced before.
To the point where they couldn’t understand how Thunder was cutting them down so easily.
“Kheuk!”
“Aaaagh!”
Cracks formed in Thunder and Garudok’s lines as they took injuries and fell back.
‘At this rate we’ll be wiped out. We need to retreat…’
Just as Garudok’s guild master was about to drown in despair, thinking even Thunder’s strength couldn’t overcome this.
“Just hold on a little longer!”
Thunder’s Cheon U-hyeon shouted.
‘Just hold on?’
Was there some kind of gimmick?
“If we wait a little, that person will come!”
“What are you talking about…”
Crack!
Just then, the sound of space being torn came from behind the red wave.
“Waaaaaah!”
Thunder’s battle cry erupted as if they’d been waiting.
Crack!
As the red wave was swept away, Thunder pushed forward as if not to miss the opening.
Garudok could only be spectators in this battle.
[Level up!]
The battle they expected to end in annihilation concluded with system messages announcing level increases.
Dazed faces.
“It’s an honor to meet you.”
“It’s been a while. Three years?”
“…You remember…!”
Surprisingly, the reinforcement was just one person.
And more surprisingly, it was a familiar face.
“…Go Johan?”
Shinsung’s Go Johan.
Until recently called Shinsung’s problem child and the only blemish on the great Shinsung.
Many had doubted and disbelieved the news that such a person had greatly contributed to clearing a Black Gate.
“There’s an alliance gathered ahead. Head there and join them.”
It was true.
They remembered recently.
When they saw the news of Go Johan clearing a Black Gate while dining with Cheon U-hyeon.
‘Finally…’
At that time, Cheon U-hyeon had trembled as if struck by thunder and lightning like his guild’s name.
‘It’s finally beginning.’
Though they didn’t understand.
“And…”
Go Johan said then.
“Absolutely do not approach the villages where rituals are being performed.”
Ritual villages?
“And don’t speak with Orc priests either. Something that no one can take responsibility for will happen.”
“We’ll keep that in mind.”
Even the proud Cheon U-hyeon bowed his head as he replied.
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[Prevented Orc village ritual.]
[Rituals continue in four remaining villages.]
A full day had passed since the Black Gate opened.
During that time, Go Johan had swept through the vast Black Gate, decimating Orcs.
He had prevented three rituals.
The number of Orcs he’d crushed…
[Claw Orc village ritual succeeded.]
Then with the Goddess’s voice.
[Evil God Ograk’s blessing descends.]
[Protective barrier forms for the Orcs.]
[Ograk’s army rises.]
That’s when.
Kukuku!
Vibrations shook the earth.
At that.
Kwang!
Go Johan kicked off the ground and soared high.
What could be seen with normal eyes was limited but.
Hwak.
What could be seen with Shinsung sight was much broader.
He could see nearly ten thousand Red Orcs positioned at the Orc villages where rituals were being performed.
And some were moving.
‘Center.’
Heading toward the center where guilds were gathered.
About thirty guilds had gathered there.
Their numbers approached five thousand.
“They’re struggling to survive.”
It felt like the Orcs were trying to draw his attention.
“Can’t be helped.”
Even for Go Johan, there were limits.
His body had essentially fought a war alone.
Even a superhuman needed rest.
Twitch.
The tattoos on Go Johan’s neck and hands twitched.
‘Need to rest.’
He couldn’t let those things he’d barely stabilized run wild again.
Bang.
Go Johan’s direction was set.
“There’s also something I need to confirm.”
When Go Johan prevented the second Orc village ritual, he discovered something.
Because of that, rather than preventing other Orc village rituals, he saved guilds and delivered warnings.
‘Don’t speak with Orc priests.’
‘Don’t approach where rituals are being performed.’
But if there were groups who hadn’t heard or acted independently.
Twitch.
Tonight, the remaining Black Gate would be even more tiring.
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Guilds had gathered and built fortifications at the midpoint of the Dark Land.
The Black Gate was a type of Red Gate, where entry and exit weren’t freely allowed.
“Wow, there’s a ton of them.”
The number of players gathered there was nearly five thousand.
It seemed unprecedented since players first appeared for so many to gather inside a gate.
Like.
“It’s like a war.”
A scene reminiscent of war.
What made it even more bizarre was players in mixed medieval and modern clothing coming and going from camps built with modern technology.
“But why do those people look like that?”
The man who brought it up said.
He was the guild master of a small-medium guild that had barely received permission from the association to enter.
“They said it was a Black Gate, but it’s nothing special compared to what I thought. Just slightly stronger ogres and trolls, but that’s nothing to them, right?”
Those with serious faces were mostly members of the top hundred guilds.
“Haven’t you seen?”
Then, a player in a similar position said.
“You must have been lucky.”
Those gathering for the meeting now were naturally like the leadership of the formed alliance.
Others either weren’t qualified to attend or chose not to attend themselves.
“You must not have encountered the red Orcs.”
“Red Orcs?”
“Those were…”
The player said.
“Monsters.”
“They’re still just Orcs, right?”
“…Orcs, huh.”
Snicker.
The player laughed.
Level 100 rated Orcs, considering the level of players allowed to enter the Black Gate, could literally be nothing special.
“They’re rated late level 200s I hear.”
“…! What?”
Currently, those considered rankers were mid-level 300s.
Late 200s meant they would be difficult opponents for anyone except the roughly 100 rankers from each country.
“They came charging in by the thousands.”
“…You’re joking, right?”
“Does this look like a joke?”
Serious face.
But the man just snickered.
“Why are you trying to scare me? It must be a joke. Otherwise, how could everyone be fine like this?”
A chilling story just hearing about it.
But those who arrived after facing them didn’t even seem badly injured.
They said while there were injuries, deaths were extremely rare.
“…So.”
The player spoke with difficulty.
“That’s why.”
“…?”
“That’s why those players’ faces are so serious.”
“No! Please explain so I can understand!”
That’s when.
Murmur murmur.
Noise started coming from the players on watch.
“Is, is that him?”
“He’s coming…”
“Good lord. Did he really break through here alone?”
Their voices were equally incomprehensible.
Then, the stopped player’s voice was heard.
“One person massacred that army and opened the path. You saw the red road, right?”
“…”
“That’s a road made of Orc corpses.”
It was incomprehensible.
“And that person…”
Indeed, a single figure was approaching in the distance.
Even without players’ high perception, that unique appearance was easily recognizable.
“Go Johan?”
“Shinsung’s Go Johan.”
Go Johan arrived at the guild alliance’s camp.