121. The Army of the God, the Army of the King.

Vast meadows. The crimson moon that rose behind the tree made up of bodies of monsters emitted a dreamy light. A shadow fell on the faces of 500 Goblins, and their eyes gleamed red.

Chuck. Chuck. Chuck.

The army marched in sync. The rustling of their armors was more refined than previous.

The person who stood at the very front was Ko Byeong-gap, and five Goblins followed the king from right behind, the strongest generals who inherited the power of the old heroes. They seemed eager to burn their fighting spirits.

‘If we didn’t lack crystals, we would’ve mobilized all twelve heroes.’

There was a bitter taste in his mouth. Recently, the crystals he owned were used for the Female Goblins introduced to Ashvilam.

‘But I don’t think I’m going to lose.’

He felt five great powers behind him like he was carrying the ocean on his back.

“That’s what you were talking about.” Dorma approached and said. Ko Byeong-gap drew his sword and answered.

“Right. Hey, Dorma.”

“Yes, Lord.”

“The human beings bound by tentacles, can you get them out?”

“Of course.”

Dorma stretched out his hand in front of him. He clenched his hand and opened it. Suddenly, something amazing happened.

The humans, bound by the tentacles, rose to the sky at once. However, the tightly gripped tentacles didn’t let go of what they gripped. The people became like balloons tied to strings.

“I can tear them off like this, but if I do that, I think the humans will also be harmed.”

“Doran.”

“Yes!”

“Cut it down.”

“Leave it to me!”

Doran raised her sword triumphantly. She leaned down to the fullest extent and then bounced off at a speed that was hard to follow with the eyes.

As she approached the height of the tree in one breath, she burst out in an instant.

The secret art of the Mandara Knights. The first form of eight martial arts. Cutting.

Shing!

Doran, who became the blade itself, ripped apart everything in her path. Thousands of twisted and tangled bundles of tentacles poured out.

Those freed from the tentacles floated leisurely and moved behind the legion. At that moment, the tree trembled violently, and the surface melted like dripping candle wax.

Doran tried to cut it, but Ko Byeong-gap hurriedly ordered her to return.

“Doran, come back.”

“Ah yes! Okay.”

“It begins.”

As the tree melted, Al-Sharon was revealed from within. Both of his hands that had been smashed were currently restored. The molten material that fell on the floor took shape and was transformed into the Holy Army.

‘Their number is a little less than before.’

Ko Byeong-gap raised his sword and shouted, “Everybody, get ready! It’s a battle!”

“Woooooooooo!”

The Goblins who had been guarding in silence shouted provocatively. The aura they exhaled was so rich that the air was almost completely moistened.

Ko Byeong-gap was a bit startled.

‘Did these guys level up their achievement rate?’

He brought only carefully selected ones, but he didn’t think they were this much. It was then that Landriol spoke to him from within.

‘This is the king’s spirit.’

‘The king’s spirit?’

‘You don’t know anything about kings. This is just the beginning. I’ll teach you another lesson.’

Landriol was about to rise above the surface. Ko Byeong-gap blocked him by instinctive rejection.

‘… I’m not interested in taking your body, so stand down quietly.’

At his conciliation, Ko Byeong-gap gave himself up for a moment. Landriol pretended to be Ko Byeong-gap and made a fuss.

“Listen, those vile and evil things are Madmut’s minions. Our sworn enemies! But don’t worry. God-killing blood runs through our veins, and your teeth will devour their skins easily! Let’s wipe them all away and make a toast with their blood!”

“Kill them! Kill them!”

“Oooh!”

The Goblins clashed and stomped their feet together. The shouts they made were almost deafening.

“The Lord is with you. I am strong, so what is there in the world to be afraid of? I will watch your struggles without a second glance. Fight for me, fight for Ashvilam, and die heroically! Consider surviving a shame! I will remember the death of each and every one of you forever!”

Landriol radiated aura in all directions. It permeated the Goblins and embroidered the atmosphere like an aurora. At that moment, the Goblins were almost crazy.

“Waaaaa!”

“Kerreuk! Kerreuk!”

Their morale boiled and exploded. The Goblins easily surpassed three or four times their abilities and radiated great strength. It was a phenomenon that could only be described with words such as a miracle. Landriol smirked and sank inside again.

‘Did you see that? This is the spirit of a king. They have transcended their fear of death. A warrior who isn’t afraid of death is strong.’

‘… I have no choice but to acknowledge your abilities. But, to die fighting… That’s a bit harsh.’

‘You’re talking like an idiot again. So you’re telling them not to die before the battle? A warrior who protects himself is also killed by the delicate fist of a mother protecting her child.’

Ko Byeong-gap swallowed his words. No, in this case, he swallowed his heart. Suddenly, Landriol added in a pitiful tone.

‘If you are afraid of getting hurt, how can you fight? And if you are afraid of fighting, what will you win? A king is a being who stands on the highest point and holds the world. However, he’s also a being who loses everything he holds in his hands because of that. In my case, I lost hundreds of thousands of my loyal servants, and in the end, I lost my beloved wife. Yet did I remain broken? I got up again and sharpened the blade of revenge… If you truly want to become a king, you must endure the pain of loss. That is the fate of a king.’

‘Okay. I understand. You can go down now.’

‘Even if you didn’t tell me, I would. Finally, let me just say this. Don’t be ashamed of my strength and help. It is just a weapon that will make you stronger.’

Landriol said so and really disappeared. Ko Byeong-gap let out a long sigh.

“Lord, are you okay?”

“Oh, I feel like I’m in a hell of a mood.”

“What?”

“Let’s fight!”

Al-Sharon moved his body. The Holy Army, which numbered more than a thousand, also formed a rank and advanced.

“Varmond.”

“Yes!”

“Bless the children. Your mission is to make even one less person die. Keep my words in mind.”

“I’ll do that even if my bones are gone.”

“Kiriyan, Turka.”

“Yes!”

“Tell me!”

“Lead the army on the front line. Pulverize those little things that follow Al-Sharon.”

“Alright!”

“Leave it to me!”

Ko Byeong-gap took a step forward. Naturally, Doran and Dorma followed.

“You two stick to me. Let’s cut the enemy’s head together.”

“Yes, Lord!”

“I will assist you.”

Ko Byeong-gap advanced.

“Let’s go!”

“Waaaaaa!”

“Kerreuk!”

The Goblins ran out. Ko Byeong-gap stood at the forefront and shouted with the loudest voice.

God’s army and the army of the king.

Two huge mountains collided.

***

Chobi was a farmer who was working until afternoon. His mission was to produce wonderful sweet potatoes in the allocated sweet potato field.

In fact, the sweet potatoes he cultivated were quite rich. Apparently, he was a pretty good farmer. But for now, he was a fighter. A warrior of Ashvilam who killed enemies and protected the king.

“Kerreuk!”

Chobi, a Hob Goblin, had no exceptional sense of combat compared to his peers, but his sincerity was worthy of pride.

He cut the spear with skillful workmanship. His spear blade pierced through the gap in the shield of the Holy Army and pierced the enemy’s neck.

A part of the ranks collapsed. Chobi didn’t miss the gap and rushed in first. Blades flew from all directions, but he swung his spear wide and shook off all attacks. He made room for his people to infiltrate.

Shh!

“Gasp!”

An arrow flew and landed on his shoulder. Subsequently, a blade flew in and cut deep into his arm. Chobi missed the window, but he didn’t budge. Instead, he cried even more fiercely.

“Kerreuk!”

Chobi, who attacked the enemy like a wild beast, bit the Holy soldier’s neck. His Lord’s words were true. His teeth pierced the enemy’s skin with so much ease.

Ashbi was a Goblin working in a restaurant to help Ea. He, of course, didn’t do any cooking. No matter how optimistic he was, his cooking skills were poor.

However, his strong power as a Giant Goblin was very useful in moving food and equipment. In addition, it was perfect for breaking the enemy’s head.

“Woooooooh!”

A Holy soldier’s blade grazed Ashbi’s side. Ashbi grabbed the enemy’s head and left shoulder without blinking an eye and then spread his arms.

“Cough… Cough!”

“Woooooh!”

The Holy soldier that Ashbi captured had a rare experience of having his head ripped out while alive. Of course, he died without even realizing it.

Ashbi looked for his next target with a glare. At that moment, a light flashed in the distance, and an arrow flew in. He hurriedly raised his arms and covered his face. However, the arrow enveloped with thick Karma pierced his arm and even pierced his right eye.

Half of the world Ashbi saw was colored in darkness, but he wasn’t despairing or discouraged. His stinging pain only increased his fighting spirit.

“Woooooooo!”

“Ha… Ack!”

Since he gave up one eye, he had to receive his enemy’s head to pay for it. Ashbi went to the archer who shot him and pulled out his neck. His blood gushed like a fountain and covered Ashbi.

He licked the blood from the corners of his mouth. His Lord asked him to make a toast with the blood of the enemy… The blood was fishy and didn’t taste very good.

Ashbi shrugged his shoulders and searched for the next person to pull out his head.

Ko Byeong-gap glanced at the situation behind him. The Holy Army and Goblins were entangled in chaos. It looked like a stormy sea. Everything was complicated, and it wasn’t easy to distinguish his children. Still, it didn’t seem like the Goblins were being pushed.

Their enemy was more than three times their number, but that didn’t mean they fought in vain. They were neck to neck. Maybe this night existed for a miracle.

‘I’ll have to work harder to complete that miracle.’

Ko Byeong-gap focused on his own battle. The Holy Warrior Al-Sharon was powerful. If he was a hunter, he might’ve reached SS-class. However, due to repeated battles, he wasn’t in a normal state. Moreover, he wasn’t at his best even in their last battle.

“Quooo!”

“Dorma!”

“Yes!”

Dorma radiated power in all directions. A bunch of black vines rose from the ground and stretched out to Al-Sharon. He swung his polearms and shook off a few. However, the remaining vines strangled his arms and legs like snakes.

No matter how strong an enemy was, they were nothing but a solid scarecrow if they couldn’t move.

Ko Byeong-gap and Doran rushed to annihilate Al-Sharon, who was restrained. The battle continued for dozens of minutes, with Dorma assisting and Ko Byeong-gap and Doran attacking fiercely.

Al-Sharon’s resistance was also formidable, and there was nothing but outrage. Victory had already tilted their way. The smell of blood on the battlefield gradually thickened. Ko Byeong-gap had an intuition that it was time for him to put an end to it.

He gathered aura into his sword. His golden aura overflowed and soon took a form. It was a huge hammer.

Ko Byeong-gap flew up while he held a hammer that was 2 meters in length.

‘For a man wearing such hard armor…!’

He prepared for the final blow. At that time, Al-Sharon’s left arm, which Dorma restrained, was freed. He stretched his left arm toward Ko Byeong-gap.

“Kooooooooooooo!

The giant’s fist that was covered with a thick layer of Karma that tired himself flew.

Ko Byeong-gap floated in the air, so it was difficult to dodge.

‘Is that dangerous? Who cares! It’s death or death!”

Ko Byeong-gap didn’t give up and raised the hammer. Suddenly, a flash of light flashed from below.

It was Doran.

“Lord! Keep going!”

“Well done!”

Doran used ‘cutting’ to cut off Al-Sharon’s left arm. The path was open. Ko Byeong-gap fell over Al-Sharon’s head and smashed his hammer.

The secret art of the Mandara Knights.

The fourth form of the eight martial arts.

“Explosion!”

Bang! Bang!

The hammer and helmet collided, causing a huge explosion. Shockwaves spread all over the place, and the Earth was shaking.

“…”

Al-Sharon’s head, or the entire upper body, was blown away. Now that he had no mouth, he couldn’t even groan. His huge body lost its strength and passed on.

Yes. He was dead.

When Al-Sharon died, the Holy Army under him also turned to dust and scattered. The Goblins, who were immersed in the battle in full swing, looked side to side with bewildered expressions.

Ko Byeong-gap fell over Al-Sharon’s corpse. He had used a great technique several times and didn’t have any strength in his body.

Still, he couldn’t just lay around. He was the one who started the war, so it was his responsibility to end the war.

He scrambled to get up and declared to the Goblins who looked up to him.

“The battle is over. This is our victory!”