The Divine Twilight’s Return

f his help would surely be high.
Satan didn’t do charity, and the same applied to the Celestials of the executives at the other train compartments.
Although they complained about the tyranny of the , no one tried to stop what it was trying to do.

Things could have been different if Chang-Sun were their subordinate, but he had nothing to do with them.
Likewise, the Celestials and the Players who followed their commands had no reason to go through the trouble of coming into political conflict with the .

In fact, some Celestials could think this was for the better.
From the beginning, they had been trying to test Chang-Sun through Satan’s trial, but they didn’t have to go through the trouble if the Celestials did it for them.

[The Celestial ‘Calamity Tiger’ is gritting his teeth because his is forcing him to make a decision.
He looks at you with love and hatred.]

‘Well, if they want to know that badly…’

Chang-Sun naturally had no intention to stand down from this fight.
Why would he miss such a good opportunity? No, even if it wasn’t, he would never run away from a fight.

‘…
then I’ll show them.’ Chang-Sun smiled faintly.

“Hey.” The ‘Black Horse’ Shaka approached Chang-Sun, still frowning deeply.
Shaka had always found joy in instilling fear into people, so he didn’t like Chang-Sun ignoring him.
The more Shaka crumpled up his face, the more the tribal tattoos covering half his face distorted and made him look more menacing.

[The Celestial ‘Fire Rat Under Broad Daylight’ smacks his lips, wondering which part of you would be the tastiest!]

“Team L,” Chang-Sun said.

While observing the situation in fear of the train overturning because of the conflict between Chang-Sun and Shaka, Woo Hye-Bin, Shin Eun-Seo, and Shin Geum-Gyu turned their heads toward Chang-Sun’s call.

“Huh? Yes!”

“Yup!”

“I-I’m listening.”

“Protect the train and safely escort Joachim to the headquarters.
Gyeo-Ul and I will be leaving for a bit.
We’ll join you in the headquarters later.”

The Team L members refrained from asking any questions when they saw Shaka grabbing Chang-Sun’s shoulder in annoyance.
Shaka didn’t understand Korean at all.

“What are you talking about, you bastard? You badmouthed me just now, didn’t you? Or are you so scared that you don’t know what to do… Arghhh!” Shaka screamed.
He tried to drag Chang-Sun out, but he felt pain in his right shoulder instead.
His whole right arm had been ripped off, causing his blood to splatter everywhere!

Jacque’s eyes widened.
He didn’t expect Chang-Sun to begin the battle inside the train, which was filled with many other passengers.
Joachim Wolff was about to stand up instinctively when the ‘White Horse’ Troy fiercely swung his spear at Chang-Sun

[The Celestial ‘Fire Rat Under Broad Daylight’ is furious because you hurt his first apostle!]

Chang-Sun grabbed Troy’s spear with his right hand, starting a contest of strength.

‘Idiot!’ Troy smirked at Chang-Sun.

Although Troy didn’t know how in the world Chang-Sun had cut off Shaka’s arm, Troy believed it was stupid of Chang-Sun to try subduing him with brute strength alone.
Troy was born strong and had consumed several elixirs to increase his physical strength, so he thought his Strength stat point right now should be as high as a ‘King-Class’ Player.

Chang-Sun could have been showing a performance brilliant enough to put the