Chapter 270: Do you think you can do it with your power? (5)

“Hahaha!”

Cale turned his head slightly towards the direction the laughter came from.

“How amusing!”

Choi Jung Soo was laughing with great joy. The way he laughed, with tears at the corners of his eyes and saying it was amusing, was...

‘Oh, this isn’t good.’

It seemed like a switch had been flipped in his head.

“Oh, this is really amusing.”

Choi Jung Soo approached Cale and stood beside him. Then, he placed his hand on Cale’s shoulder and looked at the video call screen.

“The Great Thief of the Night, he’s truly an amusing person, isn’t he?”

- Hmm.

The Deputy Chief Priest Cotton on the screen froze. Regardless, Choi Jung Soo asked with a smile.

“So, when can we see this amusing person?”

Cale carefully removed the hand on his shoulder and opened his mouth.

“Right. When can we see him?”

Of course, also smiling. He asked kindly.

- !

And Cotton, upon seeing this, thought.

‘What’s up with these guys, they’re not even siblings!’

How can they ask in such a similar and ruthless manner?

Cotton’s face went a bit pale, and Cale, upon seeing it, sighed and turned Choi Jung Soo’s face away.

“You, step back a bit. The Deputy Chief Priest is frightened.”

Upon hearing those words, Cotton’s face grew even paler, but neither Cale nor Choi Jung Soo paid her any attention.

“Ah, just a bit. I want to remember the face of our Deputy Chief Priest.”

Why would you want to remember my face?

Cotton wanted to ask. However, just when she couldn’t gather the courage to speak, her eyes met Choi Jung Soo’s.

“Ah. There’s no other reason. After all, thanks to your group, we were able to save our ancestor. We must remember the faces of those we’re grateful for.”

Choi Jung Soo smiled kindly, and Cotton thought.

‘I don’t think it’s that!’

Somehow, she couldn’t believe Choi Jung Soo’s words. Of course, she hadn’t done anything wrong. In fact, if the message written in blood was interpreted literally, it was her Boss who was protecting and saving Cale’s people, so as Choi Jung Soo said, she was someone they should be grateful to.

However, ...

‘Why does she have to write with a cut arm?!’

Anyone would see it that way, right?

Unaware, Cotton opened her mouth.

- Ha, ha! Our Boss is great at everything, but her common sense is a bit... Ha, ha, ha!

That’s right. Our Boss really has a strange common sense.

Even from the perspective of the Demon World’s common sense.

- She’s really kind-hearted, as a person, no, as a demon.

That’s true.

She’s really kind-hearted.

- Ha ha, ha ha... ha...

When Cotton’s laughter died down and Choi Jung Soo stealthily withdrew from the screen, Cale spoke up.

“Did you know your Boss was here?”

- No.

Cotton immediately shook her head.

- Each of us has a job to do, so we act freely according to that. It’s likely that the Boss also passed through this world briefly because of her job. She probably saved your people and then returned.

“What is your Boss’s job?”

At that moment, Cotton’s mouth snapped shut.

- That’s a bit difficult to reveal.

It was a natural reaction from her.

If it was something her Boss would move for, it was probably a confidential matter, and she couldn’t share it with Cale, with whom they hadn’t yet established a solid relationship.

Cale looked around.

‘In the end, the person who cut off Choi Jung Gun’s arm was the enemy he fought, right?’

An enemy strong enough to turn Choi Jung Gun into what he is.

Moreover, if it’s something that makes the Boss of a cross-dimensional force move...

Cale’s mouth opened.

“Is it a God...?”

Or perhaps.

“Is it related to the Five-Colored Blood and the Wanderers?”

- !

The moment he mentioned the Five-Colored Blood, Cotton couldn’t hide a brief moment of agitation.

And the corner of Cale’s mouth lifted.

- Hmm.

Cotton realized Cale had noticed her disturbance and let out a low sigh.

“You won’t deny it?”

- I can’t go into details.

Indeed, it was a statement that revealed that what her Boss was doing was related to the Five-Colored Blood.

And Cale could see Choi Jung Soo muttering under his breath and Choi Han beside him.

“Five-Colored Blood, Wanderers...”

“...”

In his head, he heard Raon’s whisper.

- Human, Choi Han looks angry!

That’s true.

Cale stealthily glanced at Choi Han’s fierce gaze, even more so than Choi Jung Soo’s.

‘No matter who it is, the guy who cut off Choi Jung Gun’s arm will be beaten by Choi Han.’

So much so that he could make it rain dust on a sunny day. Cale was almost one hundred percent sure.

- Anyway, if the Boss has someone from your side, I can connect you.

“Ah. If possible, please do so as soon as possible.”

- Understood.

Cotton hesitated for a moment before adding with a firm tone.

- If our Boss says she’ll spare his life, she will without fail. Don’t worry.

At that moment, Choi Han spoke for the first time since the video call began.

“Just because he’s alive doesn’t mean it’s over. What’s important is how he’s alive, isn’t it?”

In other words, what if he’s alive but in a terrible state?

- I’ll find out right away! Just wait a moment!

Cotton said urgently. Cale nodded.

“Ah, I think it’s best if you move as quickly as possible for your own sake.”

It was Cale who noticed Choi Han and Choi Jung Soo’s condition and gave her sincere advice.

- You, really...!

Cotton looked at Cale with a reproachful look before ending the video call.

‘I’m worried, but do you have to act like that?’

Cale looked at the switched-off video call with a perplexed expression before averting his gaze.

Both Choi Han and Choi Jung Soo, who met his eyes, each showed their own reaction.

“It’s fortunate. At least it’s not the worst.”

First was Choi Jung Soo, followed by Choi Han.

“Did you not find anything other than traces of the younger uncle?”

In Choi Han’s case, it was a question directed at the Team Leader, Sui Khan, and the Dragon Zopf. At some point, he had moved away from Choi Jung Gun and was inquiring about other information.

Like the calm before the storm.

- Human, Choi Han is definitely angry!

That’s what it seems like.

Cale nodded slightly at Raon’s words and looked at Team Leader Sui Khan.

“We found traces.”

He took a step forward. He moved away from the altar where Choi Jung Gun’s arm was. He headed to the opposite side. Behind him, Cale could see several stone slabs.

“They’re interpreted as the Gospel of the God of Chaos.”

Several stone slabs created by assembling broken slabs. On those slabs were images and text.

“It’s an ancient language.”

The Dragon Zopf, who could see the past, crouched down and reached out towards the slab.

Wooong-

His mana wrapped around the slabs, and letters appeared on the floating slabs in the air. It was the content interpreted in the current language.

<Where there is light, there is also shadow, and just as there is light, chaos exists everywhere>.

Cale’s mouth opened as he read the first sentence.

“As far as I know, there are no temples that worship the God of Chaos, neither in the Roan Kingdom nor anywhere in our world.”

Zopf responded to him.

“No, there are not.”

Cale’s gaze shifted to him.

“Here, although it was recently destroyed, is a Temple of the God of Chaos that has been abandoned for a long time.”

In the midst of the jungle, in a place uninhabited by people.

“Because as soon as the Temple of the God of Chaos is discovered by others, it closes.”

Turning his gaze away from Zopf, Cale saw one of the new phrases created with mana on the slabs.

“Chaos seeps everywhere, but it is not fully perceived. Is this what it means?”

“Yes.”

Cale’s gaze moved to the next sentence.

<Chaos approaches unseen, while you only look forward.>

Perhaps even in the Roan Kingdom, or in the world where Cale lives, there might be a temple that worships the God of Chaos.

Cale’s gaze turned to Sui Khan. He was interested in Khan’s own history, who had worked under the God of Death.

“His story is not well known even in the Divine World. In fact, there are rumors that the God of Chaos has been asleep for a long time.”

Sui Khan shrugged.

"But from the way things are, it seems that the God of Chaos has not been asleep but moving very stealthily and busily."

At that moment, Zopf spoke again.

“Just as the God of War appears where there is war, surely there will be followers of the God of Chaos in the most chaotic places.”

He looked at Cale.

“In the chaos you yourself are about to create, surely followers of the God of Chaos will appear on the battlefields.”

Cale’s mouth opened.

“So, should we capture the followers of the God of Chaos at that time?”

“Yes.”

As Cale was absorbed in his thoughts, Sui Khan approached him.

“I will summarize and deliver the information based on the battle traces that occurred here. Also, the information about the temples we have found so far.”

“Are there more places around here?”

“Yes, something is not entirely clear.”

Sui Khan moved again.

Arriving next to a collapsed column, he kicked the ground.

‘Hmm?’

Cale’s eyes widened.

“... Is it empty in here?”

Sui Khan remained in place. It was empty underneath.

“Yes. It seems there is something underneath, but we should first examine the remains above one by one before looking below.”

A ruined Temple of the God of Chaos. They had to first find the clues left there and then look beneath the earth.

“Then please.”

“Yes.”

Cale also wanted to stay and help here, but he had much to do.

Paat.

Climbing onto the teleportation magic circle created by Raon, Cale had a brief conversation with the Dragon Mila.

“I heard through Sherritt about the actions a dragon named Ryan is about to undertake. Should I join that day as well?”

He lightly responded to her question.

“Eruhaben-nim said he will come.”

“Ah, then I don’t have to go.”

Mila immediately realized.

Paat!

With a flash of black light, Cale returned to the hideout with Raon and the Choi Family. He immediately sent a message to Alberu Crossman.

<Your Majesty. Please secretly search for the Temples of the God of Chaos and the God of War>

If those Gods were in Cale’s world,

‘I have to find them and loot them somehow.’

Prince Alberu could find those temples very stealthily, if they existed in Roan or in Nameless 1.

And time passed.

Ryan, vassal of the Dragon Lord and occupant of the First seat, known as the “God of Domination,” looked at the old mage kneeling before him and said.

“Are you ready for tomorrow?”

“Yes, my lord.”

The old mage lifted his head. His eyes gleamed with joy.

“The last execution, dinner, will be the first banquet to celebrate the birth of God.”

A gentle smile formed on Ryan’s lips. He stroked his beautiful hair and said.

“Did you say the Third Star has made contact?”

“Yes. It seems the Seeds of Discord have appeared on this continent and could threaten the seats of the Ten Gods.”

The Third Star, the Earth Dragon (God of Earth).

In that Dragon’s castle, which possessed the property of Earth, there was a path leading to the World Tree. The Earth Elemental that Cale had deliberately ignored headed towards the castle of the Third Star.

“…”

Ryan raised his head. The towering ceiling was made of glass, allowing the sky to come into view.

Originally, he should have accepted the Third Star’s request and investigated the north of Har Kingdom.

However, still looking at the blue sky, a place so high it seemed unreachable, he said.

“I have received a message that the Dragon Lord will return soon.”

“!”

The old mage’s pupils trembled.

“I fear it will be difficult to comply with the Third Star’s request.”

“…”

“There is no time.”

Ryan didn’t want to miss the chance.

“We cannot miss the chance to become a God before the Dragon Lord. Isn’t that, right?”

At his smiling words, the old mage bowed his head and prostrated himself on the ground.

“I will do as you command.”

Ryan looked back at the sky.

The sky.

Even if he flew up, there was always another sky above.

A being that always looked down on him.

Ryan, despite possessing the “Domination” Attribute, being a vassal of the Dragon Lord, reached out.

A vivid red heart landed in his palm. He bit into it as if it were an apple.

“The heart of a beast, they say it is a delicacy.”

If he becomes the God of Beasts and can dominate an entire species,

“I will be the one looking down on it.”

A smile formed on Ryan’s lips. Ignoring the red blood running down his chin, he looked at the sky and smiled.

***

“Everything is ready.”

White Snake’s heart Wisha was pounding.

Tension, anxiety, excitement, and anger enveloped her. Feeling the incessant beating of her heart, she lifted her head. There, Cale was sitting, looking at the rough, dark ceiling of the cave.

Knock, knock.

Cale, who had been tapping the armrest of the old chair, nodded.

“At six in the evening tomorrow.”

Around sunset.

The final execution would begin, no, the banquet they mentioned. Cale, who had heard about their plans to make it seem like a grand banquet, smiled and told those watching him.

“We will finish before it gets dark.”

***

And at 4 o’clock in the afternoon the next day.

Cale entered Ryan’s territory once again.

***

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Thank you for reading!

[Author – Yu Ryeo Han]

[Translator – Anowa]

[Proofreader – Rai_Mayank]