Chapter 98
The Path of Winds (2)
Lycaon cleared the area around them,
pushing aside wrecked cars as if they were mere metal toys.
Then he turned toward Kim Dokja and bowed slightly.
"O Great Protector…
it is time for me to pass on the secret of our lineage.
The Path of Winds."
Arthur and Han Sooyoung sat at a distance,
watching in silence
as Kim Dokja's training began.
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Two days of grueling training later
Kim Dokja stood before Lycaon,
his eyes exhausted… but his resolve unbroken.
"A storm in the right hand…
a cyclone in the left…
when the straight currents meet the curved ones…
the Path of Winds opens."
His hands moved with precision,
the wind surged…
But—
Nothing happened.
A suffocating silence fell.
Cold sweat began to drip from Lycaon's forehead.
"O Great Protector…
I regret to say this, but it seems that—"
He paused briefly.
"—you do not possess the talent to learn the Path of Winds."
Kim Dokja's face froze.
'Why?
Why me of all people?
Without the Path of Winds… Seoul will be destroyed in the next scenario before the catastrophe…'
And suddenly—
Han Sooyoung burst into laughter.
A hysterical, mocking, cruel laugh.
"Why don't you have the talent?"
She stood and looked at him with disdain.
"Do you think you're Yoo Joonghyuk?
Just because you've succeeded in a few things recently?
Do you think you can do anything?"
She laughed coldly, almost viciously.
Kim Dokja did not respond.
Instead,
he began explaining alternative methods to Lycaon…
possibilities, workarounds, theoretical paths.
All of them—
things he had read before in the novel.
Lycaon's eyes widened in astonishment at the depth of his knowledge,
but…
he couldn't execute any of them.
With the final explanation—
Inspiration struck Lycaon like lightning.
He immediately bowed.
"Thank you, O Great Protector.
You have enlightened this foolish one."
He sat cross-legged,
and began to train.
At that moment,
Kim Dokja's expression changed.
Harsh.
Serious.
As if he had realized a truth he did not wish to accept.
He returned to his place in silence.
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Meanwhile…
Arthur stood up.
He lifted his head,
gazing at the sky with an unusual calm.
"What's going on, Arthur?"
Kim Dokja asked.
Arthur sighed,
then spoke quietly:
"A storm in the right hand…
a cyclone in the left…
when the straight currents meet the curved ones…
the Path of Winds opens."
He waved his hands.
The air trembled.
The wind erupted around his body,
gathering at his arms,
then—
It launched forward.
Like an invisible cannon.
It struck the ground,
shattering part of it,
then surged ahead with terrifying force.
Kim Dokja and Han Sooyoung froze.
They didn't understand.
They couldn't comprehend.
Arthur smiled as he looked at his hands.
"It's about magical power…
and how you merge it with the calm nature of wind.
When you compress the air with your power…
you harness the Path of Winds."
{Some constellations of the ruined world of Kronos gaze at you with awe and reverence}
{The constellation Prisoner of the Golden Band looks at you with excitement}
Before anyone could speak—
A sharp scream echoed.
"Someone help me!
There's an injured person here!"
"Help us!"
{The constellation Demon-like Judge of Fire looks forward to seeing your loyalty toward your old companions}
{Some constellations urge you to treat the injured}
"What's going on?
Why are there so many constellations…?"
Kim Dokja didn't finish his question.
The three of them rushed toward the sound.
After seconds of running—
They suddenly stopped.
The injured person—
Was Yoo Joonghyuk.
Lying on the ground,
unconscious.
{The constellation Demon-like Judge of Fire awaits your decision}
{500 coins have been donated}
"…What should we do?"
One of them said in a low voice.
Kim Dokja answered without hesitation:
"We'll save him."
The two recalled Yoo Joonghyuk's anger.
Arthur sighed,
then stepped forward to examine his body.
At that moment—
Yoo Joonghyuk opened his eyes.
He looked directly at Kim Dokja and Han Sooyoung.
A gaze filled with pure hatred.
They both stepped back.
And after a few seconds—
he closed his eyes again, losing consciousness.
Kim Dokja opened his personal window.
He understood everything.
He purchased several items,
lit a fire,
and placed a pot of water.
"What are you doing?"
Han Sooyoung asked.
"I'm making an antidote.
He's been poisoned."
Moments later—
The antidote was ready.
Kim Dokja gently lifted Yoo Joonghyuk's head,
and began feeding it to him.
Spoon after spoon—
{The constellation Demon-like Judge of Fire is moved by your actions}
{500 coins have been sponsored}
Yoo Joonghyuk opened his eyes.
He was conscious…
but unable to move or speak.
Kim Dokja used a special communication skill,
and they spoke without words.
After a few minutes—
Kim Dokja stood up.
His face was pale.
Shocked.
He carried Yoo Joonghyuk on his back,
and rushed eastward.
Arthur and Han Sooyoung immediately followed.
Han Sooyoung asked:
"What's going on?
Why are we heading east so quickly?"
Cold sweat began to drip from Kim Dokja's forehead as he finally answered her, his voice low but heavy with concern.
"Because the Catastrophe of Questions will be released there."
His words needed no further explanation.
After minutes of relentless running without stopping, the four of them reached their destination.
What appeared before them was not just a battlefield…
But an entirely ruined city.
The remains of buildings were covered with something unnatural—
Giant flowers growing everywhere.
They resembled sunflowers,
but at the center of each flower…
There was a massive, living eye.
Those eyes began to move.
Watching them.
Han Sooyoung felt a chill run down her spine and moved to act,
but Kim Dokja immediately raised his hand.
"Everyone, stop."
They all froze in place.
"There's no need to take any hostile action.
All we have to do is not attack the flowers…
and not step on the stems."
He said this calmly, then looked around at the scene, his eyes gleaming with deeper understanding.
"It seems the rehabilitation of Kronos has begun."
{Rehabilitation…
The fifth main scenario.
A full-scale war between two worlds.
The human race on Earth versus the monsters of other worlds.
The terrain of Seoul will erode… gradually transforming into the world of Kronos.
China will face the Third Murim World.
And Japan will collide with the Night Parade of a Hundred Yokai.}
The four continued forward cautiously,
while Kim Dokja and Yoo Joonghyuk began a silent conversation through mental communication.
— Yoo Joonghyuk: It's fine. The Catastrophe of Questions is easy to suppress. —
— Kim Dokja: Oh? And who will suppress it? You… in your current condition? —
— Yoo Joonghyuk: Didn't you awaken the guide? That means you learned the Path of Winds. With that, suppressing the catastrophe will be easy. —
— Kim Dokja: Ahem… well… actually, I couldn't learn the Path of Winds. —
— Yoo Joonghyuk: What? Why? Didn't you have enough time? —
— Kim Dokja: No.
It's because… I have no talent at all. —
A brief silence followed.
— Yoo Joonghyuk: Then you… from the very beginning… —
— Kim Dokja: Don't get angry, you idiot!
Arthur already learned it. —
— Yoo Joonghyuk: …What?! —
The conversation abruptly cut off.
Yoo Joonghyuk's gaze slowly shifted toward Arthur,
who was running calmly beside Kim Dokja.
Arthur felt that heavy gaze pierce into his head,
and instinctively raised his eyes.
Yoo Joonghyuk's look was sharp…
mixed with suspicion and evaluation.
"…What? Do you want a kiss from your father?"
Before anyone else could speak—
Han Sooyoung's voice rang out in a shout.
"There are people up ahead!!"
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