133. Jordan River Express (1)
The silence that has now settled in the world has such a heavy weight that it is difficult for anyone to open their mouths first.
“Going to Hell.”
The shocking declaration that flowed from the mouth of the legionnaire made everyone who heard it feel the weighty power of silence that immobilized their thought circuits and vocal organs.
“The one who will go to hell with the legion, behemoth.”
Everyone couldn’t help but look at each other.
“Are you afraid of hell?”
The place called hell where the Lord of Destruction is holding on is enough to instill fear in many people.
Now, through the system created by transcendent beings, people have come to know to some extent what kind of place hell is and what kind of process they go through after they die.
They once believed that their god would provide a utopia of heaven for their devout followers, and that if they did not believe in him or her, they would be thrown into a place called hell to pay for their disbelief.
But the reality they learned was different.
Only a handful of people were directly chosen by the transcendental beings to work for them, and the places they lived and the working environment were far from heaven.
However, the story that if you do not serve the high nobles, you will be sent to purgatory where you will suffer forever as a price for your disbelief, was also not true.
After death, those who have a soul go through ‘reincarnation’, where they are guaranteed a new life in a new form. Just like drawing random numbers in the military, whether they become a human or a cow in their next life, and the cycle continues without stopping is the way the world goes around. it was the way
“what? Is there really no one to go?”
However, the story of Hell, which the Lord of Destruction now endures, was a bit different.
It was the only legal purgatory in the world where the crazy devils who once set up to destroy the world were collectively imprisoned and made to suffer forever in the flames of hell.
This is a place where ordinary people cannot go even if they want to go.
Hell was a real hell, a place where you had to think very hard to qualify for entry under the premise that you had at least the ability to face the world like the Lord of Destruction. .
Who would want to voluntarily crawl into Hell, a world where life sentenced prisoners who were judged unable to reincarnate are sharpening their knives after adjusting?
If you value your life, no, if you think not only of your present life but also of your next life, then hell is a terrible place you shouldn’t even look at.
“Isn’t it? well, there’s nothing you can do about it Hell only goes to my legion… … .”
“I will go!!!”
In a situation where everyone feels distracted by the shocking story, someone was the first to raise their hand and say they would go to hell.
The eyes of those gathered in the conference room turned to a young girl who was determined to board the train to hell.
“If you are on your way, I will follow you even to the ends of hell!!!”
“… … .”
The ruler of the corps stared at the girl with a slightly dumbfounded look, then covered his face with both hands.
* * *
As expected, not a single one of the people in the hometown, who lived comfortably without experiencing any crisis under the protection of the legion, actively stepped forward.
It wasn’t just the authors who claimed to be representatives of each country, but also the veteran players with the power of infinite recurrence, all shook their heads.
“I am full.”
Well, what should I do if I don’t want to die in hell?
I can’t force them to go to hell.
Instead of accepting their direct participation in the war, I made a compromise in the ‘proper line’ to educate the children of the demons to be able to handle weapons perfectly within two months and to give all the strategic assets and necessary supplies to the corps.
If you don’t want to move your body directly, it meant that you should at least spend your money, and at the unexpected summit meeting, the representatives of each country stamped on me to provide maximum support.
“They themselves would be embarrassed too.”
At the end of the meeting, they were the only ones who refused to cross the Jordan Express with the Legion.
“I will join you.”
Paladin The head of the last city.
I was curious, so I did a little experiment, and their priests could also put a divine power buff on their modernized strategic weapons.
“I wonder what the dark beer in hell tastes like. Ah, if I quench it with that fire, maybe I can make a legendary weapon?”
The maddened dwarf king of Horus, who wants to hammer a lump of iron with the taste of beer from hell and the pure fire of hell that burns even the soul.
“… … .”
The emperor of the empire quietly raised his hand without saying anything.
“If it is the Son of Heaven’s will, of course it is to help.”
The strongest man in the world of Gangho who was serving hot dumplings at the meeting place.
“You must follow unconditionally.”
“… … No, brother, wait a minute.”
“Noisy, shut up and follow me.”
As always, Apostle Jeong Seong-cheol is forced to board the corps train regardless of his will.
[Hell is originally my place.]
“… … .”
[I will destroy all demons. The devil will kneel before this great race.]
A legendary invisible dragon that appeared in some novels and games that none of the attendees were aware of.
Of course, this side had a very bad relationship with the demons in the first place, and there was no way that Keraphim’s resentment towards them would be resolved properly even if he only caught and killed one Balak.
[So what about my body?]
“Oh, look. It’s not something that can be made overnight. I’m working hard on making it right now, so please wait patiently.”
[I’ll ask before it’s too late.]
“Because I know.”
Anyway, the legendary dragon Kerapim also joined.
“What about you?”
After receiving a report about the joining of some of the rough allies going to hell, I asked while looking at my comrades who once repeatedly returned and fought against demons with me.
“I… … . He is the cook of the Legion.”
“Hell, it must be well worth the time spent on research.”
“Those bastards, I’m just going to hit the earthen pot with this electric hammer—”
okay.
You guys do it the way you always do.
“Since our race itself is originally Mr. Jiu’s bodyguard… … .”
“According to the will of the Son of Heaven… … .”
“… … I’m going to help Chef Kang’s cooking.”
Legion guardian races naturally follow because of their race origins, former strongmen who have become rare races have nowhere to go but follow me anyway, and Maria, who was originally used as a [Gate] shuttle, was a horse cooking assistant, so this situation took away all her strength. In fact, it was a hidden secret weapon.
“The opportunity for revenge has finally arrived. Those who wish to follow will help you.”
“You know what to do.”
“If we win… … .”
“Let’s talk about that later.”
As always, the former demon king participated unconditionally, aiming for Kongo, regardless of whether it was helpful to the corps or not.
“I am not going.”
“I’m not going either.”
I didn’t expect much from Stalin Castro, who always had an annoying expression and stuck to the bystander position, and the demon king bastard, who was neither one nor the other.
[The ruler of the Legion.]
“Jeniel.”
[I wish you good luck. There is a place for you, so come back alive.]
“Of course.”
With this, all those who will cross the Jordan River with my legion have been selected, and they have begun preparing to go to the Lord of Destruction in earnest without my order.
Oh, except for one guy who gives me a headache.
“Ha, Luna, you can’t.”
“Why can’t I? Wouldn’t it be impossible to reliably subdue the Lord of Ruin without me?”
“Hey, you still have a lot left to live. Why do you want to follow me to a dangerous place?”
Oh, what the hell am I supposed to do with this guy?
“My legion doesn’t need your help.”
“Just, just like the other priests, I’ll turn the buffs on too.”
“no. Don’t even think about following me.”
“That seal, it is a seal that can never be broken. So, to catch the Lord of Ruin, I… … .”
“Noisy. I’ll find a way on my own, so you stay still. Stop insisting that you keep dying yourself and go back to your room.”
“… … I will come back later.”
In a way, Luna’s words were right.
I fell into the seal and lost [Excalibur], and with this, the weapon of foreknowledge that can surely kill the Lord of Destruction is gone forever.
The next best thing to the lost legendary weapon was the seal that Luna made by sacrificing herself, but even thinking about what it would be like to use it, I didn’t like it at all.
“Some bastard designed this… … under… … .”
I have no desire to depend on the arrangements the high elders of the Pantheon have made to receive a living sacrifice.
As a bonus, he didn’t want to throw Luna’s life away from Hell, and he didn’t want to do the same thing as the Lord of Destruction who created the seal at the cost of his subordinates.
“Well… … . Then how can I not solve it with an electric hammer? It is also a holy relic with the power of a god in its own way… … .”
As a result, the only thing left for me was to make a frontal breakthrough with my strength against the demons possessed by the Lord of Destruction.
I pushed my powers of foresight to the limit to see if that was possible and if there were no other alternatives to killing the Doomlord.
“Using Luna is when the Lord of Destruction is on the verge of coming out with 70 demons, when there is no other way than to use a seal… … .”
It was then that the voice of an elderly man reached my ears.
“You have a lot of trouble.”
… … what?
There is no one around me right now.
“May I come in?”
who is this voice
Where the hell is that voice coming from?
“Then I’m sure you’ve accepted it.”
The moment those words were finished, the space in front of me split open and a ‘strong, muscular old man’ with a gray hair and a dangling beard slowly walked out.
As soon as it appeared, I felt an overwhelming presence all over the place, and I realized at once that the old man who was smiling benevolently toward me had truly unusual powers.
“Who is the old man?”
I subconsciously activated my ESP ability to read his thoughts, but all I could see was the blue, serene eyes shining brightly through his wrinkled face, staring at me.
A high-dimensional being who is clearly far more powerful than I am.
I soon gave up on the idea of doing something with my ESP ability and had a silent conversation with the old man.
In the old man’s retina, a person with golden eyes was reflected, and in the golden eyes, the image of an old man with blue eyes would be reflected.
“… … .”
Looking at this old man’s eyes, my mind, which had been complicated for so long, became empty as if I had pressed the boot button, and I felt that my whole body became lethargic from the strong drowsiness that came like a storm from somewhere.
Wow, what the hell is this monstrous human being?
How the hell can you have this power?
Udang-tang-!!!
While I was talking to this monstrous old man through the eyes for such a long time, the door opened and a person ran in panting and screamed.
“Ah, King Arthur… … !!!”
I slowly turned my head, and there was an old manager standing there with a shocked expression, looking at the old man, no, King Arthur.
ah… … ?
King Arthur, then this old man is the real owner of the famous [Excalibur]… … .
“Oh, you boy. Isn’t that little Woojae?”
“Meet the great King of mankind… … .”
I saw an amazing scene where the old manager, who had never given up his temper to anyone, knelt down on both knees and bowed his head to the old man who had descended in front of him.
“Stand up.”
The old man with a benevolent expression, who briefly looked at me and the almost frozen manager, soon told us what he had been looking for.
The old man’s voice was soft and plain, but the tremendous majesty in it was loaded with a tremendous weight that made the manager’s legs tremble.
“The 12 Round Tables, including me, came out once again to help you guys.”
“Yes? Are you the king?”
“… … I beg your pardon?”
King Arthur, the owner of the legendary [Excalibur], wanted to board the Legion’s Jordan River Express.