The Heavenly Demon Can’t Live A Normal Life [EN]: Chapter 546

Skovorodino, a Russian town, stood only kilometers from the border with China. High walls of stone and wood surrounded the town, built out of fear. Fear of a Chinese invasion that many Russians had felt for years.

On top of the wall, Commander Petrov strained his eyes, looking out at the distant land. His heart pounded in his chest. News had reached them of Irkutsk, a city far to the west, falling to a sudden attack by someone called Park Min-woo. But Skovorodino was different. Here, on the very edge of Russia, they were always ready for war. Always watching the horizon.

Russia hoped that China’s advance was not true.

China was a superpower, just like Russia. If they decided to attack, there was no guarantee that Russia could stop them.

However, they had to hold out.

Markov had said that if they held out for two days, the world government would support Russia.

“I see enemies over there.”

“Bloody hell.”

The soldiers looked anxious.

The advancing Chinese army looked like a black wave. They were as numerous as their population, and their footsteps made the ground shake.

It took a long time for the enemy to reach them.

They stopped just outside of attack range. Then, one figure stepped forward.

He stopped walking, looked up at the wall with an arrogant expression, and spoke in a clear, strong voice that everyone could hear, even though he didn’t shout.

“I am Wang Wei-long.”

He didn’t need to say more. Everyone knew his name.

Wang Wei-long had a fierce presence.

“I will give you three minutes. If you open the gates and surrender, I will spare you. But if you don’t open the gates after three minutes, I will know you want to fight to the death.”

“We will never surrender!”

“Three minutes.”

He ignored the shouts from the wall. The Russian army was preparing for battle, but Wang Wei-long stood silently, like a stone statue, even after seeing what they were doing.

He didn’t need to rush. He was competing with Park Min-woo, but he knew that three minutes wouldn’t change much.

Wang Wei-long might not be as strong as Roman Dmitry, but he was still a very powerful man in the world, and he knew it. He could take his time.

He drew his sword.

Three minutes passed.

Wang Wei-long didn’t order his soldiers to attack. Instead, he walked towards the wall alone.

“Attack!”

“Stop Wang Wei-long!”

Arrows flew from the wall.

Wang Wei-long had been walking slowly, but when the arrows came, he ran towards the wall with incredible speed, deflecting the arrows as he moved.

This war was his chance to prove himself to Roman Dmitry.

Wang Wei-long wanted a clear victory. He didn’t just want to be better than Park Min-woo. He wanted to show what Wang Wei-long, the former emperor of China, could do.

He wanted Roman Dmitry to trust him completely because of this war.

Normally, he would have sent the soldiers first. But he wanted to show himself from the start.

He reached the wall, and the Russian wizards created magical defenses, preparing for Wang Wei-long’s attack.

Everything depended on this moment. Wang Wei-long was ready to strike.

Wang Wei-long’s magic exploded outwards.

‘Celestial Demon Sword Art.’

Magic surged.

Roman Dmitry had said that Wang Wei-long’s Celestial Demon Sword Art was fake, but in this world, it was considered unmatched.

Powerful magic burst forth, splitting the gate in one strike.

The gate was torn apart.

The wizards’ defenses were useless.

Beyond the gate, he saw the shocked faces of the enemy troops.

Wang Wei-long jumped inside and began to kill every enemy he saw. The Chinese army, who had been watching from a distance, began to move in.

“Advance!”

“For the Great Han Empire!”

“Kill all the enemies!”

In less than 10 minutes, Skovorodino was covered in blood.

Wang Wei-long killed every enemy he saw, then spoke to his soldiers with a strong voice.

“We will give Russia to Emperor Roman Dmitry as a gift. Don’t let a single one of them live!”

Wang Wei-long was showing his power, just like Park Min-woo.

Around that time, Markov was anxious.

He expected to hear from Gennadij by now, confirming that he had captured the magic gate. But he still hadn’t received any news.

He felt uneasy.

Because they hadn’t captured the magic passage, the Russian forces were stuck in Moscow, unable to attack.

‘Could there be a problem?’

He shook his head. He didn’t believe they had failed.

Roman Dmitry and Park Min-woo, the strongest fighters in South Korea, were at an international conference. Only weak fighters were left in South Korea.

Could they stop Gennadij’s surprise attack? That’s nonsense!

Markov had decided to start the war because he thought he could quickly capture South Korea. He believed that Gennadij would contact him soon, even if it took a little time.

He waited. When he saw the messenger running in, gasping for breath, Markov thought he was finally going to hear good news.

But,

“President! Irkutsk has fallen!”

“What?! That’s impossible!”

He jumped up from his seat.

Irkutsk had fallen!

He didn’t expect that.

He stared at the messenger, demanding an explanation. The soldier continued, panting.

“A little while ago, we received a report from Vasilyev, the commander of Irkutsk, that the ‘White Wizard’ had launched a surprise attack. But soon after, we lost contact with them. At first, we thought it was a communication problem, but after checking the situation in Irkutsk, it seems that the enemy attacked us.”

He was lost for words.

His eyes widened in disbelief.

There weren’t many soldiers in Irkutsk.

It was possible to destroy the city with a surprise attack, but the problem was that one White Wizard had destroyed an entire city.

That wasn’t the only problem. He was trying to find the White Wizard and prepare for an attack, but then he received another shocking piece of news.

“China has captured Skovorodino!”

Two pieces of news, two defeats. Anxiety became a reality.

He had a feeling that Gennadij had failed his mission.

‘Could it be that South Korea expected our attack? Even if they did, their attack is stronger than we thought. If they keep attacking like this, we will lose badly. We won’t even last two days.’

He tried to calm down. The war had just begun.

The loss of two cities wouldn’t have a big impact on a superpower like Russia.

Markov spoke.

Let’s see what’s happening. Two cities are attacked, but South Korea can’t attack all of Russia at once. China is probably moving north. We should let them pass and ask Genadij to find a magic way through.

“Understood.”

The possibility of victory.

He hadn’t given up. Markov had faced worse before and always found a way.

As he spread out the map, calmly preparing for the next situation, another piece of news hit Markov like a punch to the gut.

“President! The White Wizard has attacked Cheremkhovo this time!”

“What?!”

This was…

Too fast, by far.

Park Min-woo. He also got Wang Wi-ryong’s message. Hearing Skovorodino fell made him angry. ‘So, he wants to play, does he?’ he thought. It was a clear challenge. Even though Park Min-woo started it a little, Wang Wi-ryong showed he wouldn’t back down. So, Park Min-woo attacked Cheremkhovo right away. They had already called for more soldiers because of Irkutsk, but Park Min-woo didn’t waste time.

“Dark Field.”

He said, ‘Dark Field.’ Then, like a heavy curtain falling, darkness swallowed the world around him.

After plunging the surroundings into darkness, he opened a Dark Gate and pushed monsters through.

“S-stop them!”

“Kraaah!”

Screams of terror echoed from all sides as monsters roared in the dark.

Park Min-woo. He was truly a one-man army. He mobilized thousands of monsters alone, and while the enemies were dealing with them, he unleashed his magic, wiping them all out. When it came to facing a large number of enemies, there was no one quite like Park Min-woo. While swordsmen like Wang Wi-ryong had to cut down enemies one by one, Park Min-woo instantly piled up mountains of corpses.

Of course, they would fight back. Cheremkhovo called for more soldiers, including Elan, Russia’s best Hunter. But…

Clang!

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!

“Kuh…” Elan grunted. Park Min-woo’s undead were strong. Not just Zahar. Zahar attacked with his thin, sharp sword, and at the same time, Goth, another undead, swung his huge iron mace. It was amazing teamwork. Elan fought back with his steel staff, but he was quickly trapped. Something felt wrong. These undead should be mindless, but they fought together perfectly, like they were alive. Then Elan saw it. Park Min-woo was watching him, his eyes following every move.

‘…Impossible,’ Elan thought. The undead. Park Min-woo was controlling them! They were just dead bodies, but Park Min-woo’s power made them fight like this. A cold feeling went down Elan’s back. How could this be? Elan didn’t know Park Min-woo was once Emperor Alexander, who started the Aura Revolution. Park Min-woo had always been better at fighting. Now, he was using that skill with the undead.

Elan stepped back, but the normal soldiers were losing badly. Elan tried too hard to change things, and then lightning hit him from above.

“Just die already, Dark Lightning,” Park Min-woo said.

Flash!

Bzzzzzt!

It was over. Elan fell like a doll with its strings cut.

Then, Park Min-woo went to Elan and opened a Dark Gate. He took Elan’s body into the Dark Gate. ‘Finally, I have my fourth S-rank undead,’ he said. He remembered the LA incident. Even then, he wanted the bodies of the S-rank Hunters. But too many people were watching then. Park Min-woo had to hide his feelings and leave those cold dead bodies. Now, it was different. If Elan’s body disappeared, no one would ask questions. He could just say powerful magic destroyed it. So, Park Min-woo took the bodies as a bonus. It takes a long time to make a dead body into undead, but Elan, like Zahar and Goth, would be very useful. Cheremkhovo was finished.

When it was over, Park Min-woo made the darkness disappear and sent a text message. [Cheremkhovo has fallen. Moving to the next city. Heh.] He did it on purpose. He thought it was better to send a text message that people could see, instead of sending it with a messenger. He sent it to the Chinese communications center. But Wang Wi-ryong would see it too. Park Min-woo put his phone away and moved to the next city, looking happy.

Irkutsk.

Skovorodino.

Cheremkhovo.

The bad news kept coming for Markov. ‘China is moving faster than we thought. They left Tynda, went to Neryungri, and took it,’ someone said. They were even. It was chaos everywhere. When the White Wizard won, Wang Wi-ryong’s Chinese army destroyed another city, like they were trying to outdo each other. Markov felt like his head would explode. Even if Wang Wi-ryong was like this, he didn’t know the White Wizard was so strong. And Roman Dmitry still hadn’t done anything. ‘This war was supposed to get ready for Roman Dmitry and China. But if we are losing this badly before Roman Dmitry even does anything, we have no hope. The White Wizard. We need to stop him first.’

The White Wizard. He was as strong as a hundred soldiers. In the LA incident, he was strong, but now he was even stronger. Genadij still hadn’t called. If he couldn’t send Moscow’s soldiers to South Korea, he had to keep Russia safe first.

Markov said, ‘Tell President Patrice now. We will use all our soldiers against South Korea. If he wants to stop South Korea, tell him now is the only time Russia can help.’

“Understood.”

Creak. He stood up. He was going to take charge. First, he would move Russia’s soldiers to fight the White Wizard. If President Patrice says he will join in completely, then he would deal with Wang Wi-ryong’s Chinese army and then Roman Dmitry’s South Korea. He had a plan. Markov was sure Russia would win because of their strength. But… More shocking news stopped him.

‘P-President Markov! R-Roman Dmitry, Roman Dmitry is here to see you! He wants to meet you!’

“…What is this?” His eyes got wide. Roman Dmitry! The biggest enemy of Russia. He came to Moscow himself! It made no sense at all.