The King of the Battlefield Chapter 234: What are you going to give me 4

Elves, that were called to be the holiest of the races were present, and their number was comparable to great cities.

They numbered about 500 thousand.

There were stone statues of crows that were as tall as the sky everywhere.

But the most numerous one was a statue of a devil with the face of a goat.

That was an irony. Elves. They, that follow the will of the moon, were miles apart from 'evilness'.

But they weren't normal elves either.

Dark elves!

It was easy for them to fall in 'evilness' as they were born being surrounded in darkness.

And at this moment… The protector guarding this city where 500 thousand elves live was enjoying himself on the highest building while wearing the mask of a black goat.

“Haa.”

“Haaaa.”

There were dozens of beauties gathered inside the tub.

A feeble scent filled the tub and its surroundings. Those women had lost their rationality while being completely naked and were coveting over the masked man.

“Our holiness.”

“Ahhh!”

He was the only god of this city.

The almighty god that could have everything he desired!

The dark elves considered the goat masked man to be their master.

As soon as the man spread his hand the dark elves beauties whined and gathered.

Click!

The door opened.

Soldiers that were armed with things that had strong magic enchanted on it approached their master.

“A huge number of invaders have infiltrated after having pierced our 'magic'.”

The goat masked man turned his head.

“Is it the orcs?”

Recently, the orcs in the surroundings were acting quite aggressively.

It was because an orc lord that received the call of a god appeared.

The god of orcs, the orc lord that possessed the qualifications of a fighter united the countless orc tribes and was devastating everything in its surroundings.

This place was about to get invaded a few times in the past but the orcs got stopped thanks to the almighty master wearing a mask of a goat and his army of hundreds of thousands strong warriors.

“It's not the orcs. Goblins, specters, undead, elves, dwarves, humans…it seemed like an association of some sort.”

The goat masked man stayed silent for a moment.

“An association, association…”

It's not that associations didn't exist at all.

When they got attacked by a dragon or were threatened by something they generally grouped up.

But specters and undead?

And humans on top of that.

“They are charging to this place.”

One soldier spoke in a hurry.

The goat masked man wiped his chin and then plucked one of his nails.

Pluck!

Blood started to flow but the goat masked man handed over his nail to the soldiers as if it was nothing.

“Hang my nail in the center of the 'two mountains'. The specters and the undead won't be able to pass then.”

“Understood.”

“Also capture their master and bring him to me. I'm interested in him.”

The goat masked man turned around.

And fell in pleasure once again.

“Haaaaa!”

The beauties let out moans.

If you took into account that most of those beauties were the wives or daughters of the soldiers, then it was certainly a surprising thing.

But even so the warriors left the room quietly without a glimpse of hesitation.

This place was somewhere that received the permission of god.

The dark elf beauties were being blessed right now.

“He should be playing an 'act' right now.”

Azul's shoulders were about to touch the ground. He was speaking everything he knew while having given up of everything.

But of course, it looked like he was only delivering information and didn't look like he would help Muyoung.

“An act?”

Azul answered at Muyoung's question.

“I don't know well either. As for what form he took and is acting as… But I'm certain that he's not in the surroundings.”

Muyoung looked at Azul.

'He's not lying.'

It seemed like not even Azul knew the exact location.

However, if Azul's words were true then there was a high probability Dantalian was disguised as something in their surroundings.

“He is really mischievous, but his pranks are far from being normal. If he starts to act once, even he forgets about his own identity.”

“Do you mean that we have to kill that target for Dantalian to appear?”

“That's right. If the target dies then his act also ends. He takes off his skin and returns to his original appearance. However.”

Azul continued to speak.

“He never makes an act of something simple. Also, you can't just kill him either. You have to destroy his 'role' clearly to confirm who he is actually. He is the one that is the most free from the flesh even among devils.”

Muyoung closed his eyes for a moment.

Dantalian clearly wasn't a normal devil. He felt like he knew why Dantalian was called as the 'renegade'.

His specialty was imitating others, tricking them and changing bodies so it was understandable.

It meant that he had to dry out all the life in this place.

They say that only then was he going to be able to find Dantalian.

But this place, and especially in his surroundings, had a lot of living beings.

'The two mounts. This is the temple of the dark elves.'

And this was also a memorable place in Muyoung's memories.

It was because the race of the dark elves was one among many that joined the devil god army after the great cataclysm.

Devils planned to eliminate all the races other than them but there were still many races that allied with them even though they knew of that truth.

Victory for the devils was confirmed and they were expecting that at least their race would be preserved if they helped the devils.

Even though the devils hadn't promised anything.

That was really a dumb and foolish thing to do.

It seemed like there were many cases that they justified themselves when they were driven to a corner.

This was an attribute that humans, elves and all the other races had.

“Master, a strange energy rose in the mountains.”

Bae Sungmin stepped up.

It was because the magic flowing in the mountain had changed.

No, it was vague to say that it was magic power.

It was closer to holy power.

And a great one at that.

“A holy relic…”

Holy relics were objects that contained the power to chase away the evil.

In other words, an object with the power of god in it.

So obviously, the undead and evil spirits couldn't come out unaffected by it.

Grrrrrr!

Ahhhhhhh!

They were in agony. They acted like they were in pain even though there was no way they could feel pain.

The power of the Holy Relic was burning down their souls.

Bae Sungmin said.

“It seems like someone doesn't welcome us.”

Swoosh

Swoooosh

At that moment they felt the movement of many beings at the same time.

'Dark elves.'

There were about twenty thousand, counting the ones below the mountains.

But Muyoung smiled bitterly. This was the shrine of the dark elves and as a result of that, a place where traitors grouped up with demon gods were gathered at.

It didn't seem like a coincidence that Muyoung arrived at this place.

If Dantalian was the cause of all this, then why was he pretending to be something that wasn't quite satisfactory?

Muyoung extended his hand.

Holy Relics were objects that contained a 'special power'. Once you tracked the power flowing out of that object, then it was easy to disperse it.

No matter what anyone said, Muyoung possessed a half divinity. Even though it was only a half, that half was still the real deal.

An object imitating the power of a god couldn't oppose against a real divinity.

Crush!

When Muyoung clenched his fist, the power of the Holy Relic disappeared along that sound.

At the same time, the dark elves that were hiding showed up and the undead and evil spirits weren't in pain anymore.

“Clean it up.”

Muyoung said briefly.

The goat masked man was looking beyond the horizon.

Flames were arising.

He could also check that his power got broken.

“One and only god! Our troop has been exterminated.”

“The power of the Holy Relic doesn't work on them either.”

“Show us the path.”

The knights leading the soldiers kneeled down. They leaned their heads on the floor and kissed the feet of the goat masked man.

And then, the goat masked man extended his hand and pointed at the sky.

“The moon arises when the sun sets. We are going to use the darkness of the moon.”

Ain shivered.

“How terrible.”

She was a high elf. The most blessed beings even among elves.

She was distances away from evil so she reacted quite sensitively at negative factors.

It could be said that she followed Muyoung but it was the same this time.

She trembled more and more the closer she got to the city of the dark elves.

“What is terrible?”

Ain gritted her teeth at Muyoung's question.

“Their corruption, the power their curse has is terrible. I didn't know this many elf could gather…”

Ain raised her head. The sky was getting darker the more the sun hid.

“Elves represent the light of the moon but dark elves venerate the darkness when the moon is up. They are going to attack us with a greater strength when the moon rises.”

“Then we have to make it so that the darkness doesn't come.”

“…is that something possible?”

They were passing by this place anyways. They couldn't increase their losses here for nothing.

Muyoung's objective was finding Dantalian and asking a few questions to him.

Muyoung spread his wings and the bright star started to shine in the sky.

The Star of Purity!

The power that got strengthened one more level from the Absolute Star had coupled with Muyoung's divinity and was shining even brighter than before.

And then all the darkness faded away.

The world was bright and not dark at all even though the sun had set and the moon was up.

The goat masked man looked at the sky.

“He, he is a master of a star. And it's not a normal one at that.”

He had never seen a star releasing light as bright as that.

The cards of the goat masked man were being stopped several times. This was the first time this had happened.

The goat masked man gathered the knights.

“Prepare one hundred black goats. I will show you the real authority of a god.”

A 'God of Death' was summoned from the black goats.

A God of Death was literally a god of Death. It could kill a designated target.

A God of Death was someone that could kill beings that were already dead.

Its role was to split the soul, take away the life and perish it completely.

This method consumed a lot of divine power so even the man didn't use it a lot.

He didn't use this method either even when the orcs invaded several times and just fought instead.

“Kill the master of the cursed things.”

The God of Death had the shape of a shadow.

When the goat masked man finished the ceremony, the surrounding ground started to shake.

Grahhhhhhh!

However, the God of Death started to feel agony.

It dropped its scythe and then started to fade away until it disappeared completely.

“He's someone even the God of Death can't kill?”

He felt dumbfounded. The goat masked man could only let out a feigned laugh.

The only ones the God of Death couldn't kill were beings that possessed a 'divinity'.

Or transcendent beings that drove themselves to the extreme to obtain a power similar to a divinity.

In other words, the one that was approaching them was someone like that.

Muyoung finally arrived at the city.

No one could stop Muyoung.

All the cards got destroyed.

Not even the man that was worshipped as a god by five hundred thousand elves could stop Muyoung.

His miracles have been displayed several times through countless cases but this was the first time all of his cards got destroyed this miserably.

The goat masked man spoke bitterly on the building that reached the sky.

“…just who the hell is that man?”

Chapter end