Chapter 97
The Path of Winds (1)
97
"What's going on?
Is there still an army fighting?"
"And who would fight werewolves with human weapons?
That would never work."
The two moved forward quickly, caution evident in their steps.
And before them…
Lay the corpses of werewolves sprawled across the ground, their bodies mangled, the stench of blood filling the air.
Han Sooyoung bent slightly, examining the scattered shell casings.
"The nature of these bullets…"
She slowly raised her head.
"It's celestial power."
Arthur lifted his gaze as well, staring at the group standing ahead.
It was a group of women, dressed in tattered prison uniforms, holding firearms.
It seemed they had just finished killing the last of the werewolves.
"It's the Seodaemun Prison group,"
Han Sooyoung said in a low voice, gesturing with her eyes.
"And that woman… she's their leader."
She pointed to a woman standing at the front of the group.
She wore a mask that concealed almost all her features—only her mouth was visible, and even that was not entirely clear.
Arthur fixed his gaze on her.
And something… stirred within him.
'Why do I feel this strange sensation?
Do I know this woman?
But… I can't remember.'
As his thoughts tangled, one of the women suddenly stepped forward and raised her weapon.
Han Sooyoung immediately retreated, drawing her sword.
But Arthur…
Remained where he stood, calm.
The muzzle wasn't aimed at him.
And he felt no killing intent.
So he knew…
She wasn't targeting him.
The woman opened fire, unleashing a barrage of bullets toward a group of werewolves gathered around a massive meteor.
'So… this is the meteor those fools used to gain their power.'
The woman approached Arthur.
"Who are you?"
"And who's asking?"
"Me."
A faint smile appeared on Arthur's lips.
"Wow… what a dangerous piece of information. Are we playing twenty questions?
Who are you?
And why do you want to know who I am?"
Her expression darkened, and she raised her weapon toward him.
But Arthur did not move.
At that moment, the leader stepped forward swiftly, placing her hand in front of her subordinate to stop her.
Then she turned her gaze toward Arthur.
"I apologize for my subordinate's behavior.
We're looking for Kim Dokja.
Do you know where he is?"
Arthur let out an irritated sigh.
"Why the hell does everyone I meet want to know where that idiot is?
Who are you?
And why do you want Kim Dokja?"
The woman smiled behind her mask.
"I just have a gift for him.
I want to give him this meteor."
She gestured toward the massive meteor.
"We'll take care of the Northern Catastrophe.
And you… take care of the other four catastrophes.
Deliver this message to Kim Dokja."
Then she turned and left with her group, not waiting for a response.
Arthur remained in place, watching the traces of their footsteps.
'Damn it… who is that woman?
Why do I feel like I know her?
She has the same aura surrounding Kim Dokja…
But who is she?'
He sighed, then looked at the meteor in silence.
Minutes passed.
Then…
Arthur suddenly turned.
"You're late, idiot.
Where have you been?"
"It's all because of that damned dokkaebi,"
Kim Dokja replied as he approached.
"He sent me to a very far place."
Arthur smiled faintly as he looked at him.
But the moment Han Sooyoung saw Kim Dokja, her expression twisted with disgust as she stared at him.
"So… what now, Dokja?"
Kim Dokja pointed toward the meteor.
"We're going to awaken this meteor."
Han Sooyoung's eyes widened in shock.
"What are you talking about, you idiot?
Do you want to get us killed?"
Kim Dokja approached her, and the two began speaking in low voices, away from Arthur.
Half an hour passed… perhaps a little less.
Han Sooyoung sighed and stared at the meteor for a long moment.
Then…
She nodded in agreement.
Kim Dokja stood before the meteor and began slowly, carefully injecting mana into it.
Hours passed.
After two hours or so, they switched places, and Han Sooyoung stepped forward to take over.
This continued…
For a full eight hours.
And after those eight hours—
The meteor began to tremble violently.
Cracks spread across its surface, and then a powerful light burst through it, shooting into the sky.
Within seconds—
A hand covered in fur, with sharp claws, emerged.
Then…
Little by little, the creature came out completely.
It was a massive werewolf.
It began to speak, but Arthur couldn't understand a word.
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'Yes.'
Seconds later, pain flooded Arthur's mind as an immense amount of information surged into his thoughts.
He slowly opened his eyes.
"I am one of the dominant bloodlines of another world…
The First Noble Wolf."
Now…
He understood.
"I am the Imyuntar Lycaon."
Lycaon looked at Kim Dokja.
"Are you the one who awakened me?"
Kim Dokja nodded.
"What's going on? What is he saying?"
Han Sooyoung asked anxiously.
"He's asking Dokja if he's the one who awakened him."
She looked at him in astonishment.
Kim Dokja turned to Arthur.
"How were you able to understand him?"
Before he could answer—
Lycaon spoke again.
"Well then…
It is finally time."
He raised his head proudly.
"Congratulations, warriors of this world.
You have surpassed the tutorial scenarios."
Then he continued in a deep voice.
"I will train you so that you may face the catastrophe.
But…"
He paused and looked at Kim Dokja…
Then at Arthur.
His expression suddenly changed when his gaze fixed on Arthur, as if he had discovered something alarming.
Meanwhile, Han Sooyoung rummaged through the dokkaebi bag, searching for anything that might help her understand the languages of other worlds.
"If you had properly cleared the fourth scenario,
all the guides should have appeared at the same time and place…
before the Absolute Throne Master."
His expression darkened.
"Where is he?"
A heavy silence fell.
"We don't have an Absolute Throne Master."
Lycaon's eyes widened.
"What?
Was the Absolute Throne Master killed?
That's impossible… no one is capable of such a thing!
What happened?"
Kim Dokja looked at him calmly.
"No one ascended the throne.
We had a way to clear the fourth scenario without a throne master."
Lycaon's expression changed instantly.
His eyes widened, then narrowed sharply, his gaze turning into suppressed fury as he stared at Kim Dokja.
"What are you talking about?"
Kim Dokja answered steadily,
"We destroyed the Absolute Throne."
At those words—
Lycaon stopped breathing.
Not a sound came from him.
The shock was too great to comprehend.
Han Sooyoung smiled, as if enjoying the scene.
"Yes.
That bastard over there…"
She jerked her thumb toward Arthur.
"He split the Absolute Throne in half."
Slowly, Lycaon raised his head.
His gaze shifted toward Arthur, who stood silently to the side.
Lycaon's body trembled violently.
Rage began to boil within him like a volcano on the verge of eruption.
"How could you do such a thing?
Are you a fool? Or insane?"
His voice rose for the first time.
"How is it that no one received the throne's blessing?
Have the dokkaebis lost their minds?
And… what the hell is going on here?!"
Arthur finally sighed.
Then he spoke in a calm… yet decisive tone.
"That won't happen, you idiot."
Lycaon turned toward him.
"The Hell Dragon, Agniel…
is dead."
Lycaon froze.
"…Dead?"
"Yes,"
Arthur said without the slightest hesitation.
"I killed it."
Kim Dokja smiled faintly.
"In this world…
the Hell Catastrophe will never occur."
Kim Dokja reached into his pocket and pulled out an old talisman.
Then he raised it before Lycaon.
The moment Lycaon saw it—
His eyes widened in genuine shock.
"How…
how did you obtain that talisman?"
Kim Dokja smiled and briefly glanced at Arthur.
It was the talisman Arthur had given him earlier…
the one he had obtained after killing Agniel.
"Lycaon of the Imyuntar…"
Kim Dokja said in a firm voice.
"Show proper respect to the talisman."
Lycaon's body trembled violently.
He took a single step forward…
and bowed his head.
"I said…
show proper respect."
Lycaon trembled, then lowered his entire body.
He knelt on the ground…
and pressed his forehead against it.
"Please forgive my rudeness…
for failing to ask your name sooner."
A solemn silence filled the air.
Then Kim Dokja simply said:
"My name…
is Kim Dokja."
And once again…
Kim Dokja realized just how ridiculous his name was.
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