Chapter 1435 – Baekgye

There is a path leading to him at the lowest level of the black earth and all the white?
Just when I was about to ask what he meant. The leader of the red monster stood next to me and whispered.

“Devil, do not trust the tongue of that wicked beast.”

I don’t like it when men whisper, but my attitude is so extreme that I can’t say anything.
When I made an ambiguous sound, the red monster leader pretended. He pointed his finger at the Black Archbishop.

“Come find you? Why? You’ve been wandering around as an illusion, but now you’re feeling itchy?”
“It was always sulky.”

The Black Archbishop answered in a gentle voice.
The red monster spread his arms and shouted.

“The red devil doesn’t need black guys!! The devil should become just like us! We will make this world fair!! The white wall will fall on its own when that happens!!”

Are we going to have the same body?
No way. Now to me. Are you saying I want to become a massive muscle monster that emits red energy?
…
…
Hmm.
I’m attracted to you…?
I asked the red monster leader.

“If I become like you, will I be able to break the white barrier or something?”
“Of course!! The white wall is made up of the energy of white beings and faith! If we turn the whole world red, it will disappear naturally!!”

At that time, the Black Archbishop looked at me and spoke in a harsh voice.

“I didn’t know that Brother Red would be attracted to those words. He usually hates it when I tell him to become the same body as the Red Brothers.”
Haha. The devil knows what truly beautiful looks like.”

The red monsters laughed all at once.
At that time. Leader of the yellow filth. A dandy man approached.

“Grey King. First of all, I express my respect.”

As if he was fighting a martial arts character, he had his two fists wrapped around each other, and without realizing it, I also tried to wrap my fists around him.
…No. Real humans are rude and criticize people, but why are NPCs so smart and polite?

“Until now, no one has ever killed even a corps commander, let alone a king. You are someone who will be recorded in myth.”
“Eh. What?”

More. Praise more.
I am a man who is thirsty for praise. Praise…!

“I dare to ask the Gray King, but do you have any intention of polluting this white world…?”

At the end of the sentence, Dandy Nam took the part from his hand. A laser that emits yellow poison was introduced.
…That laser. It’s cool, like a firework.
At that time, the Black Archbishop who was watching me closely said.

“Brother. If you look closely, you look very handsome.”
“…!!”

What!!
When I open my mouth, yellow dirt stings. I glared at the high priest.

“Priest, would you like to speak after I am finished?”
“Excuse me.”

Archbishop Black Wolf spreads his hands and retreats.
I stared at the leader of the yellow filth.

“Do you guys have a way to break down the white wall?”
“Of course. Excuse me, but have you seen our power?”

I nodded.

“As you may have guessed, our power is extremely poisonous. It leaves a yellow afterimage in the white world. The more we spread the extreme poison, the less white the world will be, and a yellow afterimage will remain.”

At the end of his words, the yellow filth captain’s face became venomous.

“By coloring the riverine doctrine, which excludes all colors except white, with yellow, we are making those who rejected us feel a sense of regret.”

The ultimate goal is similar to the red monster.
But it was a red monster from before. It’s a bit annoying to call it yellow filth.
From now on, we will shorten it to Red Team. Let’s call it the yellow team.

Red team and yellow team. There is not a single lie in what these two say.
In this world of whiteness, white doctrine is something that is absolute and natural, beyond mere religion, and that only white should be worshiped.
It is a world obsessed with white, to the extent that most of the residents’ clothes, hair color, and even souls are white.
Not white, but blue. Yellow. Colors such as red are subject to discrimination similar to racial discrimination in the original world.
The level of discrimination is truly egregious. Taking lives is also frequent.
It’s not just the hair color that’s different, but the soul and power are also red. It is natural for yellow people to want to destroy and change this world.

To sum up, the Red Team’s goal is to change all of humanity to be like them.
The Yellow Team is not about people, but about coloring the world with their own power and eliminating all white.
Both are extreme.

“Grey King. If you become the king of the yellow ones, you will have a power more brilliant than anyone else’s.”
“Specifically?”
“Hmm… Our heat rays are limited. But if you become king, you can also shoot a huge ray like the sun.”
“Hoo!!”

The red team was surprised as I patted their chin and admired it.

“Demon!”
“Don’t be fooled!”
“You yellow guys! Why are you trying to deceive our red devil with your three inches of tongue…!!”
“What!! Yellow? These octopus-like people…!”
“Muscular guys who tear their clothes with their muscles all the time!”
“What!! “They have bad eyes!”

Match. Match. Match.

The Black Archbishop clapped his hands and calmed down the surroundings.
The red team and yellow team became quiet.
Despite his hostile growl at him earlier, he seems to respect him.
The archbishop looked at me and said.

“Can I open my mouth now?”
“Yes. Please tell me.”

Archbishop, what does the Black Order want?
Should we change all white to black?

“I don’t have radical ideas like the two of you… But I think the white doctrine should disappear.”

The archbishop looked up at the sky and narrowed his eyes.
The sky was white.
He stared at the sky for a moment and then spoke.

“A long, long time ago. Ancient times. It is said that this world was originally ruled by black beasts. Although it was not rich, it was still a place worth living in.”

I’ve heard of a similar setup, but it’s a little different.
What I heard was that everyone suffered because of the black beast, but the archbishop’s nuance is that although the black beast had some shortcomings, it led the era normally.

“At least they say it wasn’t a world that ostracizes people for not being white like it does now.”

The high priest’s eyes are on the red team. Yellow team. And then we looked at the gray one.

“What I want is for the white doctrine to collapse and everyone to become equal. To do that, we must defeat the White Knight and face everything white beyond.”

The red team leader said “Ha!” I snorted.

“Do you think that is possible? The White Knight. He is something that cannot be defeated. At least before he destroys this white world, he is blocked by a white wall and cannot even face him.”
“I agree with what the Red Monster said. Gray King.”

The yellow team leader also carefully added.
I nodded to their words and asked the archbishop.

“What do you mean specifically? Where is the White Knight? What is the reason for asking you to come to the lowest level of the Black Earth?”
“Let me explain. There is a ‘hidden path’ and a ‘heritage’ at the lowest level of the black earth.”

Road and legacy?

“The power left behind by the black beast lies dormant. The white wall is a shield that blocks the path to all white, containing the will of the world to be maintained by gathering all the whites in the world. “It’s impossible to get rid of it using normal methods.”

At the end of his speech, the high priest looked at the sky again.

“The power left behind by the black beast that ruled an era can even destroy the white barrier where the will of the other world gathered. After destroying the barrier, you must take the great elevator hidden in a faraway place and go up to the sky.”
“Sky.”
“Yes. That’s right. The white knight is in the sky. A small planet protected by a white barrier and free from anyone’s interference. It protects everything white from the ‘white star.'”

It’s just as Waikatsu guessed the other day.
They say there are parts of the sky you can’t get to. It was referring to the white barrier.
And it’s a small planet?
At that time, Lord Cheongtap grunted as if he was in pain from being hit by me, but raised his hand and asked a question.

“Can’t we just fly?”
“You can never reach it by flying. The white barrier is not just solid, it is a barrier that distorts time and space with a special force field. Except for certain powers, any powerful attack will just pass through to the other side.”

This is also as explained by Faikatsu.
At that time, the red team leader tilted his head.

“By the Great Elevator, do you mean the grand staircase maintained by the King of the South?”
“No. The giant staircase also leads to the White Star, but all the forces of the White Legion are gathered in front of it. If you go there, you will have to face a large army without moving.”

What I am proposing now is a side road that no one knows about. He laughed, saying it was an ancient path hidden in the lowest layer of the black earth.

“But… Maybe. That forgotten path may be more painful. Not physically. Mentally.”

Mentally.
Is there a mental attack or something?
At that time. The yellow team leader waved his hand as if to calm down.

“Wait a minute. Isn’t this talking too fast? I understand that four king souls are needed for either great elevator. The King of the West, the king of warriors, is still alive and well…”

At that time. The king’s soul is needed here and there? The wizards raised their voices.
The Mabing tribe did the same.
The ones who are calm are the tower owners and the white rabbit. Just a leader and a strong ‘player’.
Also. It is not well known that you have to collect four king’s souls to reach the White Knight.
Then.
That was then.
A face comes to mind. I felt eyes on me.
It was the archbishop’s gaze.

“Haha. I was very surprised too, but… Brother Dre gathered the king’s soul into you.”

Then, not only the NPCs but also everyone who was lying down and listening looked at me in surprise.
Dre. Shrug your shoulders.
My neck is getting stiff…!!

“I never thought I would win a battle with the King of the West in that physical condition.”

The Black Archbishop applauded. Garcinido sounded surprised.

“Me and my colleagues from the Black Church happened to meet the King of the West and fight him. During the battle, the King escaped, and we missed him. But then, Lord Dre finished him off.”

Uh. I wondered why the White King of the West was injured. Garcinido had it prepared in advance.

“Oh…! Red Devil!!”
“Huh… This is truly something that has never happened before.”

Red team and yellow team. The respect in the eyes of the two captains makes my nose rise endlessly.
Suddenly the king. It was really hard to catch that bastard, but it was worth it.
He even saved his secret weapon.

“King of the Gray Ones, Brother Dre. No matter which path you choose, you will have to hurry. Heavy snow and avalanches are coming.”

The archbishop’s voice was filled with concern.
Heavy snow.
An event in which countless bombardments using bullets from white warriors rain down from the sky, and secondary warriors who come down to the ground attack.

I thought the heavy snow had already ended. Was that just a taste of yesterday?

“We have experienced heavy snowfall too. But what is an avalanche?”
“Have you ever wondered how old this world is?”
“…”

Suddenly, what number is this world?
Will there be a regression like Kaits?
Then I got a little creepy.

“No way…”
“When kings die and various colors other than white boil over the earth. It is said that an absolute power appears that turns everything white. That is an avalanche. This is just my opinion. Perhaps civilization may have repeated extinction and resurrection. “

The players paled as they understood his words.
Therefore. You’re bombing the entire world, regardless of whether you are a friend or not, right?

“Heavy snow will fall any moment now. The avalanche’s approach may not be as long as expected.”
“No. Terrorizing the world? What about the residents who believe in white doctrine?”

The archbishop grinned.

“All white things are omnipotent. They retrieve white beings and allow them to be reborn. I don’t know if they are the same person or not.”

No answer…
But. I was also convinced by the current story.
To retrieve and be reborn.
It means that it can be revived.
In other words. Dead colleagues can also be revived.

Cranium, who happened to be under my butt, chuckled and said.

“…Tell me. Gwangyeom…How do the dead come back to life…?”
“It’s just a guess, but I think we can bring them all back with the final reward, everything white.”

Many people’s eyes lit up at my words.
In particular, Homun and Nelf held their breath as they lost Raeband and the matriarch’s older sister.

“What is the basis?”

Among the magic tower wizards, Tayria, the only one who was not hit by me, carefully raised her hand and asked.
I answered quickly.

“There are no bodies left of the dead people.”
“No. Go…”

That’s all? I think he almost said that, but he trailed off as if he could see what I was thinking.
I um… Moaned briefly and spoke my mind.

“The way of death for those of us who have become gray in the white world is very strange. Normally, even after receiving an attack that would shatter our entire body, we only scatter into particles of light and turn them into items.”

It would have been okay to just show the corpse clearly. Why bother showing it like that?
If this were just a real game, you would think it was due to capacity or lag issues, but White World is both a game and reality at the same time.
Wouldn’t it be more difficult to direct with light?

“And this world was created by the Ten Heroes.”

It seems like we all already know this, so let’s say it without hesitation.
These white characters are ten heroes. The world created by the founder of Waikatsu.

“This is a man who was called a hero even when he was rotten. Not only did he create a structure where people had no choice but to kill each other, but I don’t think he would have created a world without answers and no way to save the world.”

Above all, if the white everything is truly omnipotent and capable of doing anything, wouldn’t it be able to save people too?
Then the Black Archbishop spoke.

“That’s right, brother. With the power of all white, we can bring the dead back to life.”

The players murmured at his words.
Unlike my words, which were just guesses, there was confidence in his voice.

He is an NPC.
NPCs to give us information.
The weight is bound to be different.

I felt the players’ mood change and slowly got up.
I was so desperate until now. Now is the time to stimulate human desire.

“Other than saving life, what else is possible? Is it too quick to ask what is impossible?”
“Just one.”

The high priest raised one finger and said.

“I know that everything is possible except for one thing. It was written in the ancient data recorded by the Black Beast.”
“Hmm.”

I am Faikatsu. Mabing tribe. Magic Tower. Red team. Yellow team. Black Archbishop. I slowly looked around, including my colleagues.

“The Archbishop, the Red Brothers, and the Yellow Brothers. Among the three ways to break down the White Wall, what is the fastest way?”

The Red Team and Yellow Team captains were momentarily taken aback, and the Archbishop laughed softly.
That alone was enough of an answer.
The archbishop’s method is the fastest.
Even in my opinion, it would take a huge amount of time to dye the white of this wide white area into a different color.
I looked around at the people paying attention to me and spoke with confidence.

“Everyone, please follow me. I won’t make you regret it.”