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Chapter 81: Murim White Troops (2)

The mere act of standing there weighed down a heavy pressure on the entire body.

[You insects!]

They were strong. It was not easy to even move.

The illusion of a giant tree trunk covered the sky and fell. It was like Buddha's hand descending.

Ugh! I must avoid it.

"Activate the Astral Neutralizers! It makes movement much easier!"

The Astral Neutralizers used before using the Dimensional Door.

They activated these Astral Neutralizers attached to their full-body Suits.

Tztztz-

As a multicolored force field enveloped their entire bodies, the pressure weighing them down decreased significantly.

Tsupat-

Kuguung- Crack-

Even if they're strong, it's not impossible to face them!

"When attacking, you must imbue your attacks with Intent! Otherwise, the attacks won't be effective!"

"For the Neutralizers, use weapons and ammunition that has even a small amount of Ether added!"

The Murim White Troops leaped around here and there using Footwork and Qinggong.

They were gradually adapting as they faced these beings that seemed like the Heavenly God.

Intent.

At the Profound Realm, everyone had some understanding of the Mind Sword. And the most important aspect of the Mind Sword was Intent.

There was no martial artist here who couldn't handle Intent.

""Galactic! Galactic! Galactic!""

[Y-You... lowly human bastards!]

Boom- Slash-

Tztztz- Tsupat-

Martial artists flying quickly through the sky riding Skyboards.

They were even engaging in extreme aerial combat, using techniques like Void Stepping to leave their Skyboards and return. They fought in the sky as if it were flat ground.

"Abandon the greed to defeat them alone! We are the White Troops! Combine your strength!"

Originally, martial artists were very conservative when it came to Joint Attack Techniques.

However, there was absolutely no martial artist here who thought that way.

Their identity was not as martial artists, but as an army.

[Kuaaak!]

Concentrated bombardment of Force imbued with Intent beamed, and in between, Profound Realm martial artists leaped in to tear apart the enemies' bodies.

"Starry Heaven Sword Technique!"

"Heaven-Shattering Nine Thunder Way!"

Peerless Divine Arts unique to each of them unfolded through their lightsabers, emitting dazzling flashes of light.

With each strike, Imagery was imbued, condensing massive energy directed at the opponent.

[How dare you...! You insignificant beings!!]

"Hit and run!"

"Focus!"

The enraged silver giant swung its fist, but…

"Use the Plasma Ether Bullets!"

"Everyone dodge! This time we’ll use Ether Concentrated Shells!"

Swoosh-

"Hurry!! We’re pulling out!!"

"Just a bit more!"

Boom-

Patztztztz-

Kuung-

All sorts of heavy firearms hit the enemies directly, dealing damage and obscuring their vision.

Those who had demonstrated their skills on Skyboards rejoined the main force and continued the raid.

"Focus all your efforts on drawing their attention and dispersing their focus!"

"Now's the time!! Charge in! Stick close!!"

"For the Divine Cult!!"

They didn't dare to be greedy about killing the silver giants.

They just needed to draw the giants' attention and disperse it.

"Hold on!"

Of course, the existence of Profound Realm Murim Practitioners was quite irritating to the Sephiroth clan.

[Th-These...!]

[Impossible!]

[Are even mortal beings at the level of Heroes of worlds?]

[Don't let your guard down! As long as we're careful, they're not dangerous!]

[These bastards!!]

They would tackle one thing at a time. Whatever they could.

Just that was enough. Just that.

The Murim Practitioners frantically swept through the battlefield, occasionally glancing towards a certain part of the battlefield.

Kuung-

Kwaaang-

[Kuaaak!!]

[S-Save me!]

[No! My Sacred Blood!]

[Kyaak! Dodge!]

[N-No!]

[That’s not... human...!]

[Don't panic!]

A battlefield where slaughter was unfolding.

Although they couldn't see clearly due to the distance and hazy fog, they could feel it.

That an enormous myth was unfolding.

A battlefield where giants wrapped in silver energy were being brutally burst apart.

Ah... His Imperial Majesty Karlstein!

Every time he swung his giant spear clad in golden armor, the giants were busy screaming and having their bodies burst apart.

Kuguung-

A battlefield where massive red energy gushed up, dyeing the fog red.

He was in the center of that battlefield. He was fighting alone against such powerful enemies.

Their hearts swelled with pride.

"Hohhh...."

"I am in awe."

"As expected of the Galactic Divine Cult."

"Galactic! Galactic! Galactic!"

"His Imperial Majesty Karlstein!"

When they saw the battlefield where a mythical great battle was unfolding, strength welled up in their tired bodies.

"Hold on! Our role is just to protect!"

"Protect His Imperial Majesty's pet dragon!"

"As expected, His Majesty is someone who even dominates dragons!"

"Don't let even a speck of dust harm him!"

"Over there!! Focus!"

Meanwhile, YongYong, who heard their words, had an indescribable expression on his face. Of course, YongYong was also active, supporting the Murim Practitioners with magic.

"F-Fuck...."

It was hard to believe that such words came from the mouth of a noble dragon who never swore.

ㄴLOLOLOLOLOLOL

ㄴLOLOL PET DRAGON LOLOLOL

ㄴah, that's not wrong though HAHHAHAHAH

ㄴLMAOOOOO how far can the dignity of a dragon fall?

ㄴah, is this really the strongest creature in fantasy, a dragon? AHHAAHAHHA

ㄴLOLOLOL

Unfortunately, the community was connected at this time, so the broadcast was on.

"My entire life as a dragon...."

YongYong's dejected and dumbfounded expression was transmitted in its entirety.

ㄴbeing treated like a low-level mob is crazy HAHAAHHA

ㄴLOL ah you're just a walking treasure goblin! LMAO

ㄴyeah, if you're an SSS-Class Porter, you need to be protected.

ㄴLOLOL the Oradge's struggles to protect his inventory!

Of course, regardless of YongYong's dejection, the community users showed interest in the Murim White Troops.

ㄴthat's insane bruh

ㄴwhat is that?

ㄴArtifacts?

ㄴcan't you tell just by looking? lol

ㄴare those actual mechanized infantry?

ㄴPowered suits? Exoskeletons?

ㄴthey look to be in the Unrestrained Realm at the very least....

ㄴJudging by what they said about Intent earlier, I'm guessing they're at the Profound Realm.

ㄴis that even possible?

ㄴa Profound Realm unit of troops?

ㄴah.... if just one of those guys came to our world, world domination would be ez fucking clap.

ㄴThat's crazy.

ㄴso fcking cool.

ㄴis the country the Oradge rules a place where guys like that are all over the universe?

ㄴwhy do those lightsabers look so strong?

ㄴIt looks like they actually are strong. Even the giants are trying to avoid them.

The sight of hundreds of martial artists engaging in aerial combat while riding boards had its own charm.

Flashing lightsabers and brilliant beams embroidered the sky, various force fields unfolded, and countless explosions occurred.

The emotions YongYong felt in the middle of this majestic battlefield were indescribable.

In reality, each soldier(?) seemed like someone who would be revered as a Hero in YongYong's world.

Of course, the modifier "Hero" was only applicable among humans.

However, people in that very realm were forming groups and armies.

Even a dragon would have to lower its tail before them.

Poof-

Tztztz-

Slash-

Woong-

Pshung pshung-

An unbelievable performance.

Judging by the fact that they could directly damage the giants, they had aspects that surpassed even YongYong himself.

They, wearing various equipment made of metal, engaged in fierce battles while embroidering the sky with explosions.

Even though magic didn't work...

The thought that came to him was…

"Cyborg Dragon...."

Deep anguish could be felt on YongYong's face as he muttered to himself.

ㄴwhat?

ㄴthat's crazy work LMAOOOO

ㄴr we gonna get a Metal Dragon? HAHAHAHA

ㄴLet's try begging the Oradge.

ㄴYongYong! Snap out of it!

ㄴThe feels are real.

ㄴLOLOLOL

ㄴHow romantic… How… sentimental… The vibes…

ㄴLOLOLOL

ㄴYongYong, let's get plastic surgery from the Oradge!

The community users were just joking around, but YongYong was seriously considering it.

Anyway, that was something to worry about later.

For now, protecting the Oradge's luggage(?) was the priority.

I'm definitely not hiding because I'm scared! It's unavoidable if I want to protect the Oradge's assets!

Dozens of warriors were positioned around YongYong.

They seemed to be elites even among the Cyberpunk Murim Practitioners.

It felt more like they were wearing robots made of thick metal rather than armor.

They seemed to be observing the front lines and commanding the battlefield without showing any agitation.

What on earth is going on...

Occasionally, when an enemy wrapped in silver energy tried to launch a surprise attack.

Woong-

[Zzzt-]

[Everyone, activate the small Ether Main Cannons.]

Woong-

Zzeong-

Light beams more powerful than any other weapon rained down.

Majestic light beams formed a fire net, annihilating the enemy's body.

The enemy tried to charge in several times while reviving, but judging by the fact that they eventually gave up, it didn't seem easy to break through.

Woong-

Patztztz-

The force field shield covering the surroundings also seemed to have an effect.

This is insane.

Still, they could somehow hold o-...

At that moment, an alarm rang in YongYong's mind.

Huh?

Looking around, it was clear that even the elite soldiers were flustered.

Everyone was looking up at the sky.

Ah...!

A giant silver club covering the entire sky.

"!!"

A massive club descending that felt divine enough to make one's head bow involuntarily.

Something was different.

Is this what it's like when the sky falls?

How to put it… It was as if layers of space were being pushed and overlapping as they fell.

All the soldiers' bombardments were directed towards the sky simultaneously. As high-level martial artists, they all had excellent reflexes.

A rain of bombardment.

However, the falling silver sky didn't waver.

It was as if space was twisting, distorting their bombardments?

W-We need to dodge...

But where can we dodge when the sky is falling?

The blurry silhouette of a giant swinging down its club covered the entire sky.

And at that moment, a chilling aura enveloped the entire battlefield.

Everyone turned their gaze from the sky to look at one place.

Karlstein Babylon.

The aura came from where he was.

Although martial artists who had reached a certain level could use their Inner Qi to not even blink at ordinary light, they all had to close their eyes.

Closing one's eyes during battle was shameful.

But no one could think that way.

Was it to protect their own eyes?

Or to protect their souls?

An ancient golden flash exploded.

YongYong, the martial artists, and the enemies all had the same thought.

I'm going to die.

Save me.

Kill me.

Those on this battlefield were people who could handle Imagery to some extent.

They all felt the same thing.

My Imageries are collapsing!

The reason they felt this way was certainly not because they were weak.

It was just the natural order.

It was like a phenomenon that just had to be accepted.

The moment the golden flash pierced the sky.

The entire Murim White Troops knelt and offered prayers.

Ahhh, o’ God Almighty.

They had no choice but to tremble in awe.