Descent Of The Demon Master [EN]: Chapter 1438

It was impossible to even breathe.

It was just a person walking. But those who were the target of his approach couldn’t accept it as a simple narrowing of distance.

It was utter violence.

And utter oppression.

It was an unidentified force that crushed people just by existing.

‘Ah…’

Kang Jin-ho, with a cigarette in his mouth, approached them with an indifferent expression.

Behind him, the groans of those who had fallen could be heard, and in front of him, Kang Jin-ho was slowly approaching.

This was a situation no one would want to experience.

‘We have to fight…’

‘We know how to deal with this kind of situation.’ Since they came to their senses, that’s all they’ve done.

The way to fight a strong opponent is very simple.

Use a tank as a sacrifice to push forward, and while the opponent is focused on that, those who go around the back can try to trip them up.

Yes.

That’s all they’ve been trained to do.

But….

‘What’s the point?’

They had created a perfect trap.

But their trap was only meant to catch a wolf. A tiger or bear’s foot wouldn’t even fit in the trap. The root of all the problems was that they had never seen a tiger in person, yet they thought they could catch one with this.

It was just unfortunate that the price for not knowing that problem was too high.

Click.

Kang Jin-ho stood in front of them and took out a new cigarette.

His eyes cooled down.

The end of the cigarette burned.

‘You guys?’

Kang Jin-ho scoffed.

Since returning to this world, he had rarely met a proper martial artist. How many of those who had rushed at him, eager to kill him, hadn’t been intimidated by Kang Jin-ho until the very last moment?

At best, the Elder Knights, and the last special forces of Japan.

They were the only ones who had rushed at Kang Jin-ho until the moment they died, without a single one giving up.

If the day comes when he properly fights the Three Kings, it will be different, but so far, that’s all there is. If you look at it coldly, modern martial artists are no less skilled than martial artists of the past, but their attitude is incomparable.

But….

Even those people are worthy of being re-evaluated as dignified martial artists compared to these guys.

‘They’re not even weak.’

If they were trembling while being martial artists, he would have laughed at them, but their reaction was extremely normal.

Because they are soldiers.

For soldiers, it is important to succeed in their mission. Depending on the strategy, they may walk into a death trap or throw away their own lives.

But if they are soldiers, there is no need to throw away their lives in a place where there is no benefit. Because soldiers are ultimately beings who pursue success and gain.

That’s why they are worthless in the martial arts world.

Could these guys rush at the Red King?

Even in front of Kang Jin-ho, who wasn’t emitting any demonic energy, they had to do a lot of calculations in their heads. Could they play their role in front of the Red King or Kang Jin-ho, who would bare their teeth and rush at them?

Absolutely impossible.

That’s where the difference lies.

The Flame Demons of the General Assembly rushed at the Red King on their own to save Kang Jin-ho, even though no one ordered them to. And Wiggins risked his life to save Kang Jin-ho, whom he had only met recently.

Can he expect that from these guys?

No.

Kang Jin-ho doesn’t expect it.

It’s not a matter of what level their martial arts are at. The real question is whether they can be of help when someone needs help at the very last moment.

‘Hoo…’

Kang Jin-ho, who had exhaled a short puff of cigarette smoke, looked at the terrified soldiers with a slightly pitiful look.

‘I was going to go on a rampage.’

At this point, it’s just bullying.

Kang Jin-ho, who had finished smoking the cigarette, threw the filter on the floor and turned around.

It felt a bit like incomplete combustion, but these guys were not the kind of opponents he would burn something for.

Step.

Even as Kang Jin-ho turned his back and walked away, the people gathered there couldn’t say anything.

And Willie, who saw Kang Jin-ho walking towards him, could only swallow hard.

‘Data? Information?’

He let out a hollow laugh.

‘What kind of stupid thoughts were I having?’

These guys are not human.

Willie’s… no, America’s perspective was flawed from the start. They had limited martial artists to the level of enhanced humans and made all their plans based on that.

But a martial artist who has reached the extreme easily transcends the limits of humans. How else can you explain that ridiculous physical ability?

While participating in the SOB project, there was a thought that kept leaving his mind. Is there really a need to train martial artists to deal with people that the military’s firepower can handle?

Wouldn’t it be much more helpful to increase the military with that money and manpower?

‘That was a ridiculous thought.’

The reason why martial artists are scary is because they go beyond the realm of humans.

For example, what if Kang Jin-ho decided to assassinate someone?

Could ordinary soldiers armed with anti-material rifles and rifles protect the target from Kang Jin-ho?

Absolutely impossible.

The military is not a place that moves alone. It is also people who move the military. And those guys are better at killing those people than anything else in the world.

The only thing you can do to escape from that guy’s clutches is to mobilize more than a division to completely surround the area and hide in an underground bunker, eating canned food.

But if the commander is in that state, the unit is as good as non-existent.

A dilemma.

The military has developed to kill humans, not to kill monsters. That guy, who is enough of a monster, cannot be stopped with the current weapons system.

‘There was a reason why the higher-ups were obsessed with training martial artists.’

Because their lives depend on it.

But at this moment, Willie had to admit that their training method was wrong.

The sight of Kang Jin-ho unilaterally pushing back a battalion-level force to the point of incapacitation was shocking, to say the least.

Step.

Kang Jin-ho slowly approached and stared at Willie.

‘Is there anything else to show?’

Willie couldn’t say anything.

Show?

There is still something.

But it didn’t seem like anything he had prepared could create a situation better than this. In the end, it’s a meaningless thing.

Kang Jin-ho looked at Willie for a moment and chuckled.

‘I wish the plane was ready. I don’t want to waste time unnecessarily.’

‘Ah… are you going back right now?’

‘Is there anything else to do?’

Just as Willie was trying to find an excuse, Lee Hyun-soo, who had been silent until then, spoke in a low voice.

‘Lord.’

At the heavy voice, Kang Jin-ho turned his head and looked at Lee Hyun-soo.

‘We were supposed to eat burgers earlier.’

Ah, that’s right. Ah….

Lee Hyun-soo shoved his second burger into his mouth.

Wiggins frowned at the sight.

‘…Can you even swallow that?’

‘Isn’t it delicious?’

‘It’s too greasy. I’ve been in America for too long. I wish I could go and eat kimchi stew [a spicy Korean stew].’

Lee Hyun-soo scanned Wiggins from top to bottom.

‘Why?’

‘No. I was just wondering if you were Korean in your past life.’

‘I’ve been thinking that lately too.’

Even though he looks like a foreigner, Wiggins has completely become Korean, from the way he speaks to his way of thinking.

‘Then what do we do? If you go back to England, you won’t even be able to eat?’

‘There are more Korean restaurants in England than you think. And people misunderstand a lot, but English food isn’t that bad.’

‘Oh, really?’

‘Restaurants from all over the world are gathered in London. Indian food, French food, and so on.’

‘…Don’t you eat traditional food?’

‘Then you guys should eat barley rice! If you like tradition so much.’

No, why are you getting angry? I just asked if you don’t eat it.

Wiggins put down the burger he was holding as if he had no appetite.

‘Lord, let’s go to a Korean restaurant when we get back.’

‘…I really agree with that.’

If not that, then a Chinese restaurant.

Kang Jin-ho was also getting tired of American food. He had prepared to relax, but he didn’t expect this kind of problem to arise.

‘Hmm, if we could just come and go freely, we could just go to Korea and eat.’

Then, Willie interjected.

‘Are you talking about the teleportation gate?’

‘You know about it?’

Wiggins looked at Willie as if he was surprised. He had just thrown it out there to test the waters, but to get such an immediate reaction.

‘How could I not know? The Round Table and the United States already have several teleportation gates open, don’t they?’

‘Hmm?’

Wiggins looked at Willie with interest. The fact that he knew this meant that Willie was a big shot who had access to the upper echelons more than he thought.

Even though he says he has no authority.

‘I was planning to install one if we had a good relationship.’

Of course, he was planning to install one secretly even if they didn’t have a good relationship… but he had become too deeply involved with them, so it wasn’t easy.

‘We will help with the installation.’

‘We’re not even in a relationship yet?’

‘It doesn’t matter.’

‘…Why?’

Willie said firmly.

‘If it’s a magic circle that can cross a continent, the people who use it will be limited. That means that the people who will come through that magic circle will be Mr. Wiggins or the Lord.’

‘That’s probably right.’

‘We have no reason to refuse your visit. Please come anytime.’

Wiggins let out a hollow laugh.

‘This guy is quite smart.’

He was making them feel good with nice words, but he must have calculated that if they cooperated, they could find out the location of the teleportation gate, and if necessary, they could just destroy it.

Well, there’s no reason to refuse either.

‘Then I’ll take your help.’

‘I will give you a list of suitable locations. We need to manage it too. It has to be limited to places where civilians can’t access it.’

‘If possible, make it close to the city. It’s not a good look to borrow the US military’s helicopter every time I come.’

‘I will consider it.’

With that, one goal was solved quite easily.

Now it’s time to solve the real problem.

‘Um, Lord…’

Sluuurp!

Kang Jin-ho sucked on his cola loudly, then turned his head with the straw still in his mouth.

‘Hmm?’

‘…Please finish your drink.’

‘It’s okay. Speak.’

Willie coughed softly.

‘I admit that we did not satisfy you on this visit. There is no excuse for this.’

But Willie is not a martial artist. He is not allowed to step down cleanly just because he has lost.

‘But we want to build a good relationship with Korea, no, the General Assembly, no matter what. Please tell me what we need to do to satisfy you. I will make it happen.’

Interest sparked in Kang Jin-ho’s eyes.