The Three Kings’ Disciple (196)
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Though the train derailed and exploded, causing thick smoke, it was absurd to think that martial artists and players who had reached the realm of superhumanity would be annihilated by just that.
“What the hell are these bastards doing, not knowing their place!”
There were many injured, but also many who had only suffered minor wounds.
They gathered themselves and rushed out, clashing with the masked figures.
Clang! Clang!
Metallic sounds erupted from all directions.
Boom!
Followed by the sound of explosions.
“Kkyaaaak!”
Screams.
Swish!
And the scent of blood.
Clap.
At the center of it all, the apparent leader clapped his hands, seemingly satisfied.
“Perfect.”
How long had he waited for this moment?
He had thought it was a dream that would never come true.
Scrape! Scrape!
“For a player.”
Swish!
“To defeat a martial artist.”
That dream was now unfolding before his eyes, becoming a reality.
Scattered, cut down, and dispersed.
But the players, who should have been the targets, were instead overwhelming the martial artists.
Once again, a martial artist broke through the encirclement and rushed towards the leader, swinging a flexible sword.
“Die!”
The bloodied martial artist, who had already taken down several masked figures, was radiating a thick killing intent.
Thud!
The eyes that had been gleaming with killing intent soon lost their light, like rotten fish eyes.
A hand pierced through his stomach.
Thump.
The leader waved his hand dismissively, and the martial artist, who had been impaled, fell to the ground and rolled several times.
“Kill them. Kill them all.”
And kill them again.
“This is the time for revenge.”
What was happening could be summed up in one word.
Massacre.
But the target had changed from the past.
MArtial artists were being massacred by players.
“Keep the players alive.”
“Yes, sir!”
They killed and killed again, targeting anyone who stood out.
Players were no longer the prey at the bottom of the food chain.
They had become predators, having climbed the pyramid of the food chain.
But then.
Boom!
Another explosion occurred.
It could have been seen as another meaningless resistance, but.
“Hmm.”
Something was different.
Mixed in with the thick scent of blood was a pure smell.
Magic power.
Swish!
The sound of flesh being cut and pierced echoed as before.
“Kkyaaaaak!”
Screams erupted as before, and thick blood splattered.
But.
“You bastards.”
The target was different.
The masked figures, his loyal subordinates, were being split in half and falling to the ground.
Hair soaked in blood.
A small girl.
“Hoo.”
Led by her, the survivors were gathering.
***
Swish.
Number 1, Baek Cheong, wiped the blood from his forehead and spat.
“Are you alright?”
Deputy Commander, Number 2, approached and asked.
“It’s not my blood.”
Baek Cheong said irritably.
“What about the team members?”
Bang!
“Team 1… three injured, no deaths.”
These were the members of Team 1, who were closest to Baek Cheong.
Moreover, thanks to the Team 1 leader who threw himself forward and deployed a barrier, they were able to block the aftermath of the explosion, but they couldn’t avoid injuries from the derailment.
“Team 2!”
Baek Cheong shouted.
“Kuhuk!”
The Team 2 leader appeared, heavily pushing away the wreckage of the train.
Behind him were the Team 2 members, covered in blood.
“Injured… five, one of them is seriously injured.”
Whack!
The Team 2 leader’s face was greatly distorted.
It wasn’t just the injuries, but the fact that they were being compared to Team 1, which had only three injuries, that hurt his pride.
“What about Team 3?”
Number 2 asked in a low voice, not Baek Cheong.
Even the strongest members of Team 1 and Team 2 couldn’t avoid serious injuries.
If that was the case, then the weakest team.
“Team 3, report!”
The extent of their damage, with even their leader uncertain, was hard to imagine.
Perhaps.
“Are they all dead…?”
They might all be dead.
Everyone anxiously scanned the wreckage.
But in the midst of it, Number 2 could see.
“……”
Even though all of Team 3 might have been annihilated, the leader’s face looked too relaxed.
‘Is there something?’
Is there something he’s relying on?
Or does he not care about the annihilation of Team 3?
Just as he was thinking that he didn’t know, at that moment.
Tap!
A clean sound echoed, not from breaking or throwing the wreckage.
“Team 3…”
One of the Team 3 members appeared.
He was covered in dirt and looked a mess, but he didn’t have a single scratch on him.
‘So he’s the leader.’
Perhaps the Team 3 leader had thrown himself to save his team members.
It seemed he had only saved one person, but if he had fulfilled his role as a leader at the end, he could be respected as a martial artist….
“Everyone is safe.”
“What…?”
“Huh?”
One by one, the Team 3 members emerged from the wreckage, which was like a pit.
It wasn’t a lie.
They were all alive, though they were covered in dirt.
Moreover.
“No injuries…”
They didn’t even have any injuries.
The other team members were dumbfounded.
But the Team 3 members themselves were just as dumbfounded.
“What happened?”
“I, I don’t know. When the train overturned, I felt something soft… and a hole appeared.”
“Is that all you have to say…?”
“Team leader! Where’s the Team 3 leader?”
It was the moment when the deputy commander, who had belatedly realized that the Team 3 leader hadn’t appeared, shouted.
Swish.
A shadow emerged from the pit with a leisurely gait that didn’t fit the chaotic scene.
“Team 3 leader…”
A languid face could be felt even through the mask.
“Report. What happened?”
Number 2 approached and shouted, as if he was heated by the sight.
“We were just lucky.”
“What? Is that all you have to say…?”
Number 2’s face was contorted.
It was one thing to have a tone that didn’t acknowledge the deputy commander’s authority, but to not even try to explain the situation?
“How do I know you didn’t collude with the enemy?”
It was too strange.
Even the deputy commander himself had almost dislocated his shoulder from the shock, but he was completely fine?
If he didn’t collude with the enemy and know the exact timing of the explosion…
“Stop.”
Baek Cheong said at that moment.
“Do you have time for useless bickering?”
The masked figures were already all around them.
They were forming their own formation.
“I heard that there have been frequent terrorist attacks in Russia lately, and it seems like these are the bastards.”
Not long after the ceasefire with Einheart was decided, there were stories of increased terrorist activity in Russia.
It was also said that Silver was short on manpower due to various issues, making it difficult to even suppress them.
But experiencing it firsthand.
“Impressive.”
He was sincere.
Thud! Swish!
The terrorist group was still fighting the surviving martial artists.
They were overwhelming the martial artists.
“What are they?”
Baek Cheong was trying to gauge their identity.
It was common for vagrants to form groups and commit robberies.
But they were not at this professional level, given the nature of martial artists.
If so, they must be players.
“That makes sense.”
But what was strange was that they didn’t have the unique feeling of players at all.
He could feel magic power, but.
‘It feels foreign.’
Moreover, the strangeness grew stronger as he watched their battle.
Clang!
The two groups were fighting.
The enemies were sweeping away the martial artists with hand-to-hand combat, without using martial arts or skills.
‘Is this even possible?’
If it was possible.
“……Don’t let your guard down.”
There was one thing he could guess.
“I’m giving orders now.”
The masked men were closing in on them.
“We will subdue the enemies. It’s different from our mission, but with the injured, it won’t be easy to escape.”
“Underst…”
“The use of martial arts is forbidden.”
“……!”
Baek Cheong spoke without paying attention to the others’ reactions.
“We are just a mercenary group hired by Silver. Keep that in mind.”
They had already crossed the border.
Information was not controlled here, and what happened here would be transmitted to Einheart.
So, they would hide their identities.
“Any problems?”
At Baek Cheong’s relaxed words.
“No, sir.”
“No, sir.”
“No problem.”
The answers came.
Only one person.
Nod.
Baek Cheong nodded, even though he hadn’t heard the Team 3 leader’s answer.
Tap!
Baek Cheong moved first.
“Protect the leader.”
The deputy commander moved with the Team 1 leader.
“Follow. If you’re late, we’ll leave you behind.”
The Team 2 leader moved.
Thump.
But then, the deputy commander stopped for a moment and pointed at the Team 3 leader.
“Team 3, stay here and take care of the injured. You won’t be of any help anyway.”
It was a clear act of disregard.
“Whatever.”
The deputy commander’s face contorted at the Team 3 leader’s words, but he eventually followed Baek Cheong.
“Hyaaa!”
The battle began.
With Baek Cheong in the lead, half a dozen masked figures fell.
“Break through!”
Behind him, the deputy commander and the Team 1 members broke through like a wedge.
“……”
The remaining Team 3 members didn’t look good.
They didn’t know how they were unharmed either.
But.
Clench.
They didn’t like the idea of just standing still.
They were martial artists.
They were people who dedicated their lives to battle.
Their existence and value were judged through combat.
And they were being told to stay put.
“Team leader, are you really going to stay still?”
Even though it was hard to accept, they asked, as he was their leader.
“Team leader!”
They urged him, shouting.
“Team leader…”
There was no response.
He was just watching the battlefield with his usual languid face.
“I’m going.”
Eventually, someone tried to leave.
“I’m going too.”
They were martial artists.
Also, if they stayed still, they would never have a chance to gain merit, and there was a possibility that they would be abandoned on the battlefield.
They couldn’t let that happen.
Thud.
“Sorry.”
In the end, the Team 3 members nodded to each other.
Tap!
They moved forward.
Now, the Team 3 leader was left alone with the injured.
“Hmm.”
The Team 3 leader let out a small sigh as he watched his team members leave.
* * *
“Right!”
It was the first time the special forces members were fighting together in a real battle.
But as if proving that they were all elites from each sect.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Their teamwork was naturally coming together.
“We’re breaking through.”
Baek Cheong took the lead and opened a path like a wedge.
The masked figures who approached.
Swish!
Were cut down by the other team leaders and members and rolled on the ground.
Tingle.
Baek Cheong, as well as the other members, gripped their swords tighter, as if their arms were numb.
‘They’re tough.’
They couldn’t unleash sword energy, but they had coated their swords with magic power converted from their internal energy using special items made by the Tang Clan [a clan known for their weapon crafting and poison skills].
It wasn’t comparable to sword energy, but it was slightly less powerful.
Clang!
But even with that, it was difficult to pierce through the enemies’ bodies.
As they slowly advanced and subdued the enemies, at that moment.
Boom!
A large explosion occurred on one side.
“What’s going on!”
At Baek Cheong’s words, the deputy commander’s face contorted.
“Those bastards…!”
It was the Team 3 members.
“I clearly told them to take care of the injured!”
They had followed after being left behind.
And they had encountered the enemies and started fighting.
“Damn it!”
The Team 2 leader also shouted irritably.
“We have to go save them!”
Even if they were from another team, they were still team members.
Moreover, if they were annihilated here, it would cause a significant setback to their future missions.
They had to save them, and they were about to turn back when.
“Who’s saving who.”
Baek Cheong’s cold voice was heard.
“Huh?”
“We’re just going forward. Ignore them and follow me.”
He didn’t say it, but.
‘It seems like he’s about to move.’
Far away, a strange energy began to move.
The Team 3 leader.
Swish.
Lee Rowoon.