Chapter 135: Chapter 134: God of Destruction’s Descendant, Part IV (2/2)
”Yes sir.”
”If you decide to help, contact Jiwon first. Do whatever he believes is best.”
”What if he sends us on a suicide mission?”
Song Daechul chuckled. ”He's no idiot. He won't do anything that'll hurt the Sunbin Guild.”
”I understand, sir.”
And so, ten thousand elite Sunbin Guild soldiers secretly headed for India!
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The Myth Guild's headquarters in Old Cairo, Egypt…
”Should we go?” Shin asked Ebonene.
”Hmm…” Ebonene couldn't reply right away and sighed. Aiding someone who hadn't asked for help could be waste of time and a discourtesy. They could end up opening a can of worms if they needlessly stepped in.
However, Ebonene knew Lee Jiwon's personality. He knew Lee Jiwon wouldn't ask for help, even if things would get dangerous for him. Lee Jiwon would try to solve his problems on his own, no matter what.
”It'd be best if we sent help. Of course, it'll be fine if we don't join in when we get there. It'll be better to at least make the effort than to outright ignore him. We could assess the situation once we get there.”
”Okay, let's do that.”
And so, with Shin's orders, another ten thousand elite soldiers of the Myth Guild secretly headed for India, led by the Myth Guild's sole Unrivaled deva, Benenti.
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The battle came to a brief halt when word that a large force had made an unexpected appearance.
”The Sunbin Guild and the Myth Guild?”
The large force that just appeared seemed to be made up of at least a hundred thousand soldiers, many of them Indian. Soldiers of the Sunbin and the Myth Guilds could be clearly seen as well.
”That's the Arabin Guild!”
”The Fadip Guild is here as well!”
From the Ravi Guild's cheers, I could tell that they were our allies. A few stepped out from the new crowd and shouted towards the battlefield.
”As the guild master of the Arabin Guild, I can't speak for all Vaishyas, but as a friend to plenty of Vaishyas, I say this to the Sahtaswhi and the Behi-Kinant Guilds: you are all outdated fools still relying on an ancient caste system that should have died out centuries ago! Open your eyes, you blind old man. You don't even know where the new world is heading for!”
”Yeaaaah!”
”As the guild master of the Fadip Guild, I also can't speak for all Shudras, but as a friend to plenty of Shudras, I agree with the Arabin Guild. How much more must you take from us until you are satisfied, you greedy pigs?!”
Even a representative of the Dilats stepped forward to throw some insults and Rahul. A huge cheer roared out in reply before the battlefield fell silent again.
The tables had completely turned.
”All I hear is the braying of filthy animals! Let us show what we do to noisy, filthy peasants!”
”Raaah!”
”Let's show them our drive!”
The ground rumbled and shook as the newcomers charged in towards the battlefield. One side of the battlefield was now filled with newfound confidence, and the other side was now on edge.
Just then, a small group split off and headed for me.
”Hello, Mr. Lee. I am Han Kyungchul, the captain of the Sunbin Guild's Third Assault team. I brought ten thousand of our most elite soldiers with me.”
”It's been a while, Mr. Lee. I have to ask, why didn't you ask the Myth Guild for help when you seem to have been in quite the pickle?”
”...” I had no idea these guys would actually come. They actually joined in without my asking them, just for me.
”I have been ordered by Master Song to do whatever Mr. Lee asks of me. We are to do as you say, no matter how perilous the task. Shall we cut the enemy down?”
”The Myth Guild is here to do the same. We don't leave a friend in need out to dry.”
”Let's… deal with the enemy for now.” I lamented myself for having nothing better to say. I wanted to at least show them my thanks, or look cool or something, but the words didn't come out of my mouth.
”Understood!”
”Hah! We'll make them pay for messing with our friend.”
If the words didn't work, I would show them with my actions. I left the Sunbin and the Myth teams behind me and charged right back in to the battle. The flow of the battle had completely changed directions.
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”Those sons of bitches. How dare those lowly beasts…!” Rahul roared in anger. Victory was within his grasp. He just needed thirty, no ten more minutes until he had his fingers around Muskan's throat.
”Why are they in India?!” The Sunbin and the Myth Guilds had proudly showed their emblems on their uniforms, as if they had no intention of hiding their presence. Rahul could not forgive them for acting this way in India, of all places!
”Drag them here!”
”Sir?”
”Drag the mortals out to the front, now!”
”Yes sir!” the chief of staff replied straight away, afraid of his guild master's anger. Saying anything else could end up with a hand around his throat.
”Fine. Let's go all the way if that's what you all want. I'll burn this country to the ground to get what I want!”
The Sahtashwi and the Behi-Kinant Guilds could not stop now. Stopping now meant a total surrender as the time for negotiations had long passed. It was all or nothing now. This war would only end with only one side left standing.
”Curse you to hell, Lee Jiwon!” If it weren't for Lee Jiwon, the war would have ended in an instant.
The lower castes were fighting with a newfound fire in their hearts, thanks to the appearance of the Sunbin and the Myth Guilds. Insects were insects, but the two guilds were different.
”Hurry up!”
”Yes, sir.”
And so, at Rahul's order, the five hundred thousand mortals began to quickly move for the battlefield, shaking in fear the entire way.