YM778.TV Chapter 138
As the siege’s range became wider, enough space was made.
Armed Aliens walked through.
Looking at them, Ryu Han-bin murmured.
“They have high levels.”
Artis whispered.
“How high?”
“Late 90s to mid 100s, the lowest is 93. The highest level is 104.”
“Hmm, I don’t think it’s going to be easy.”
Earlier, he thought there were about a dozen people, but when he counted properly, there were a total of 14.
If 14 Aliens had levels between 90 and 100, Han-bin and his party couldn’t ignore them.
“I expected that they’d show up, but…”
Kibie also looked tired.
“It’s too much to see in person.”
So far, Hollien hadn’t sent all the Akhtarun’s Aliens.
That was because there was too much risk for her to bear.
However, the situation had changed.
The incarnation of the Darkness appeared in
Her exact location was still unknown, but it was at least revealed that the incarnation was directly involved in the Holy Punishers’ event.
That was why even with the risk of revealing the Aliens’ existence to the world, it became more advantageous to mobilize them to raise the probability of capturing the incarnation.
It was the so-called ‘Kibie Bait’ operation that induced the enemy’s movement by only giving off moderate clues since it was too dangerous to use incarnations directly as bait.
It was Kibie herself who had named the operation.
Therefore, even the Templar Lords had to accept it as the official name without objections.
Regardless, their prediction was right.
In front of Han-bin’s party, Aliens appeared.
‘I’m so curious. What’s the point of adding them on the regular army?’
Leon Hart spoke to dig up some information.
“Ha! Has the transcendental joined hands with the demonic Aliens? It’s exactly as the oracle says!”
Eflen replied confidently.
“These are all men the Queen has tamed!”
As if he knew Eflen would come out like that, he continued to talk.
“How can the harm that was done to Latna equate to a comfortable death for the infamous sinners? Wouldn’t it be a reasonable punishment for them to compensate the world for any damage caused by their abilities? I just didn’t let the world know because I was afraid of the foolish people talking nonsense!”
Based on his tone, he seemed to have known the existence of Akhtarun for a long time already.
Leon Hart was convinced.
‘Well, is that inevitable?’
Akhtarun’s management facilities weren’t maintained only by the Top Three or a few henchmen.
It was necessary to steadily manage the vast amount of supplies to be sent to the Aliens and ensure the distribution and management of the Spirit Stones that they were producing in there.
‘It’s a military secret that even within the Continental Three Powers, only a few people might know.’
Those few people must have known that the Top Three had robbed the Divinity of the Goddess of Darkness.
No matter how many people they could trust, it was not something to reveal nonchalantly.
But why didn’t they kill the Aliens they had captured but enslaved them instead?
Akhtarun was not something that could be openly revealed, but it was at least enough to assign a mission to a trusted subordinate secretly.
Eflen shouted.
“Fight, you Aliens! That’s the only path to salvation you’ll ever get!”
The Earthlings assumed a combat formation.
“Oh, I want to kill him first.”
“But it’s impossible.”
“Let’s just kill those guys instead…”
“Is that the Valtara warrior who killed Pete and Arthur?”
Apart from the grumbling, there was no arrogance or neglect in their expressions.
Pete and Arthur, above level 100, were well known among the Aliens of Akhtarun.
The Baltara warrior who had killed them, Felard Bean, had an estimated level of 120!
They couldn’t let their guard down against him.
Aliens stared at Ryu Han-bin as they whispered among themselves.
“… But what’s wrong with the level? Level 6?”
“Amazing. Do VBaltara warriors have that ability?”
“I didn’t hear that. He is the chosen one, isn’t he?”
“He is the apostle of the Goddess, after all.”
“Did the incarnation do something to him to hide his real ability?”
“Anyway, you’re a filthy strong individual, aren’t you? That’s enough!”
Flames of greed slowly rose in the eyes of the nervous Aliens.
They showed their clear desire for murder.
They didn’t know much about Ryu Han-bin and Kibie, but the other party members had high levels.
Everyone was above level 90, and there was even a level 112 Spiritist.
“It’s true that it’s dangerous, but…”
“That’s how much the reward for pleasure will be!”
“Hhhhhhhhhh…”
“It’s going to be exciting, isn’t it?”
With a glistening look, the Aliens went to capture Han-bin’s party from all directions.
Looking at the scene, Ryu Han-bin made a complaint.
‘That’s funny.’
In other words, they had no grudge. They were simply in an unfortunate situation where they were being controlled regardless of their will. They were even from the same planet.
At that point, Han-bin felt a sense of sympathy, but…
‘They’re the only ones I can’t keep alive.’
The lives of those surrounding them were as sticky as rotten blood.
‘How many murders have you committed?’
The Aliens charged forth in unison.
“Taaaaaaaah!”
* * *
A brunette man in his early 20s sent forth a Blade Aura.
The dark purple beam was aiming for Ryu Han-bin’s shoulder.
“Taaaaaaaah!
Han-bin quickly raised Gigant and blocked it.
“Huh!”
Swords collided with each other, causing the Alien to bounce back.
However, he straightened up right away.
He had already prepared to be thrown out.
In the meantime, five Aliens surrounded Ryu Han-bin’s vicinity.
“I’m in position, Raxia!”
“Okay! Punishment of the Sky, Lightning Strike!”
The Mage, who looked like an Indian woman, immediately reached into the air.
Rumbling!
The thunderous attack fell toward Han-bin.
But she didn’t hit him.
“Hum!”
Along with a snort, Ryu Han-bin deflected the spell using Blade Aura.
Boom!
The red Aura flames swirled and covered the lightning-based attack, causing it to explode.
Raxia’s jaw dropped open when the magic she had blown was invalidated with a single stroke of the sword.
“Hmm, it didn’t work?”
The brown-haired Alien, Pyotr, who took the first attack, shrugged.
“You should already know by now that you can’t get full through the first bite alone.”
Ryu Han-bin’s amazing performance didn’t surprise them.
They had already learned enough about their opponent’s real skills.
It was a close-to-perfect battle formation, supported by two warriors, two Magic Swordsmen, a Mage, and a Spiritist, all of which were over level 100.
It was clear that Ryu Han-bin was valued highly.
‘No, it’s not just my skills, is it?’
Glancing at the other members, Han-bin frowned.
“Let your light envelop my hands, Althea!”
Leon Hart was fighting with four Aliens, scattering the brilliant Spiritual light.
[Race: Human. Fighter Lv. 101]
[Race: Human. Magic Swordsman Lv.98]
[Race: Human. Mage Lv. 99]
[Race: Human. Spiritist Lv. 93]
Their number was smaller, and their level was a little lower than Ryu Han-bin’s party.
Still, the combat union itself was perfect, and Leon Hart was unable to fight back immediately.
The remaining four fought against Kibie, Artis, and Effir.
[Race: Human. Swordsman Lv. 96]
[Race: Human. Warrior Lv. 95]
[Race: Human. Magic Swordsman Lv. 97]
[Race: Human. Mage lv. 95]
There were lower levels among those Aliens, and there was no Spiritist.
Han-bin clicked his tongue casually.
“You’ve arranged the formation well according to your level.”
The Aliens grinned.
“I’m sorry, but we can tell the level of the opponents just by looking at them.”
“That means we don’t have to be as nervous as your Latains, who can only make a hard guess at their opponent.”
“Of course, I don’t know the Darkness incarnation’s level, though…”
“But the others’ levels are clearly shown.”
Like the Aliens with guidelines, they checked the levels of Han-bin’s group and divided the teams based on that.
“Huh!”
One of the Aliens, who looked of Asian descent, shouted as he stretched out his spear.
Uniquely enough, he was using a trident as his main weapon.
Han-bin faced him, delivering another blow.
The trident and Gigant intertwined in the air, and their black and red Auras collided, causing a stir.
Boom!
The physical difference was so severe that Ryu Han-bin would win singlehandedly in a one-to-one battle.
Han-bin was about to push his opponent easily and strike back.
Pyotr dug to the left and activated his sword skill.
-Explosive Triad!
The three-stem attacks targeted exactly three vital points of Ryu Han-bin.
Han-bin frowned.
The timing was exquisite, so he had no choice but to move back.
‘Damn!’
Falling sideways, he twisted his sword and fired off another shot.
In the meantime, two other Alien Magic Swordsmen floated into the air.
Each of them prepared against the colorful attack by invoking their skills.
-Magic Swordsmanship: Blade storm!
-Magic Swordsmanship: Fangs of the Crazy Dragon!
Dozens of blades swirled.
Inside the maelstrom, the shape of a dragon made of light was flying.
Two Magic Swordsmanship techniques intertwined, creating a storm of destruction.
Boom!
The courtyard of the castle was split apart.
The thick walls were cracked, and the wooden buildings began to be swept away.
‘Oh, my…’
In that tremendous power, Han-bin was completely stranded.
Those Magic Swordsmen were also over level 100, so the power of their techniques was enormous.
There was no choice but to secure his position and hold out as much as possible.
On top of Ryu Han-bin’s head, the level 102 Mage, Raxia’s heatwave spread.
“Hell’s Flare, burn everything to ashes!”
A red pillar of fire was shot at Han-bin from above.
Boom!
“Argh!”
Ryu Han-bin clicked his tongue as he hurriedly shielded against the direct attack.
‘You’re driving me crazy. That’s not normal, isn’t it?’
As expected, his opponents were skilled.
Well, they had been fighting in Akhtarun for decades, so it was only natural for them to be extremely experienced.
‘But I’ve been through a lot of trouble, too!’
It wasn’t Han-bin’s first time when it came to dealing against Akhtarun’s Aliens.
He had also learned the tricks of warfare through battles under Leon Hart.
Han-bin continued to solidify his defense.
He concentrated his mind to find a gap between them.
‘There!’
Han-bin’s gigantic body moved like lightning.
He penetrated through the two Magic Swordsmen in one breath and aimed Gigant at Pyotr, who was behind them!
“Gasp!”
At that moment, Pyotr, who was caught by surprise, took a defensive posture.
Han-bin’s right hand disappeared in a flash.
– Stab!
The red brilliance cut through the air and tore all the atmosphere around it.
Series of pain was released in the form of a desperate scream.
“Ahhhhhhhh!”
Han-bin smiled.
That was a good shot!
‘Alright, that’s one guy down…”
Unfortunately, the situation did not go as expected.
Pyotr, who became a wreck, reappeared.
Blue currents enveloped his entire body.
It wasn’t Aura, but rather some form of air spirit.
“Are you alright, Pyotr?”
“Gasp, uh, you saved my life, Richardson.”
Ryu Han-bin clicked his tongue in disappointment.
“Damn, that Spiritist is going to be a problem.’