I Became a Foreign Worker Loved by Transcendents

Chapter 202: Unexpected Reunion

Gorgon Zola.

Back when I was just an adventurer, he was the one who made me painfully realize the vast difference between a calamity and a human.

The fear born from those past experiences began to slowly resurface the moment I sensed his presence.

Not just because old traumas were being triggered, but because his presence now was overwhelmingly more terrifying than back then.

“Hu... ng... ry...”

Gorgon Zola, who had reappeared in that form, soon opened his mouth and began to emit a wail while staring at us.

“So... hungryyyy...”

Then came a thud as he moved one of his arms.

As his body advanced as far as the arm’s reach, the nearby hill crumbled, turning into a small landslide.

Was his lower body, which should be beneath him, missing because it couldn’t bear the weight of his upper body?

But even at this moment, flesh and bones were continuously converging under his upper body, showing signs of trying to regenerate what should be there.

Just by watching that endless regeneration, I could infer one thing.

That the regenerative ability of this monster, with a body larger than a mountain, had reached a level that defied comparison with anything I had faced before.

“Hero, pl-please give us orders...”

The sailors who had been watching the scene began to tremble with fear as they looked at me.

Even the heroes who would normally fight bravely were now just waiting for my orders.

“Please, give us orders! Quickly!”

Yes, it was impossible to respond to this.

How could anyone muster the courage to face something that was more than just a monster or a disaster, but a being worthy of being called a ‘calamity’ itself?

“Everyone, retreat into the ark!”

Realizing this, I gave the order, and the sailors, snapping back to their senses, quickly began boarding.

But even at this moment, those gleaming eyes continued to watch us.

“Food...”

As if provoked by the movement, the monster soon stopped its hand, which had been in motion, and grabbed a mass of flesh beneath its upper body.

And then, it swung it, hurling the flesh towards us.

“Bring me fooood...!”

Thud, splat!

The rotten flesh rained down on the sailors who were continuing their evacuation from the construction site.

Fortunately, no one was hit directly, but the problem was that the shattered pieces of flesh were now wriggling on the ground.

-Grrr, hiss.

-Screeeeech!

The flesh, which had melted like mush, surged up and then solidified into shapes resembling humans, before letting out shrieks.

They had hideous forms, lacking even the proper distinction of limbs, let alone joints.

Yet, despite their grotesque forms, the teeth and mouths protruding from their bodies were clearly defined.

As if to show that their sole purpose was to devour us.

“Damn it, protect the sailors!”

In the face of the undead’s indiscriminate assault, the heroes, including myself, drew our weapons and charged to protect the evacuees.

They attacked in a simple manner, typical of the undead, but the ferocity they carried was no small matter.

Their claws were sharp enough to slice through metal armor cleanly, and throughout the confrontation, drool and guttural sounds spewed from their gaping mouths. ŘΆƝọ????ÊŚ

-Screeeeech, aaaahhhhh!

The rampage of these monsters, who saw us only as prey, was terrifying just to witness, and it was steadily eroding the morale of the trained heroes.

-Thud, thud!

And even in that moment, the hurling of flesh continued repeatedly.

The monsters created from those flesh pieces soon outnumbered the heroes on the front lines.

It wasn’t that we couldn’t win, but the biggest problem was that not everyone here was a hero.

“Aaaah! Help me!”

The moment I heard the terrified scream, my eyes quickly shifted in that direction amidst the battle.

There, I saw a worker trapped under the rubble that had collapsed from the shock.

But the heroes were struggling just to hold the line, making it impossible to send immediate help.

And to the undead, an isolated individual was nothing but a tasty prey.

-Screeeeech!

“Oppa! It’s dangerous!”

“Damn it, move!!”

Just as the undead swarmed from all sides, we managed to push them back with Ga-ram’s support.

But in doing so, I lost the opportunity to throw my spear, and the undead got dangerously close to the isolated worker.

Damn it, am I just going to have to watch this happen?

-Slash!

At that moment, a shadow rushed in front of the fallen evacuee.

“...The sky isn’t safe either. This is a dangerous situation.”

“Activate the defense systems to slow down their pursuit! Archers, get up on the ark and clear those things off the top!!”

Boom, boom!

We fired the cannons mounted on the rear of the ark to their fullest, launching volleys of arrows into the sky, shooting down the undead as they dive-bombed us.

But the undead kept coming, and the monster was so much larger than the ark that a few explosions couldn’t possibly halt its advance.

I hoped that if we could just keep inflicting damage, it might eventually collapse, but the areas hit by the cannonballs were regenerating before we could even fire the next round.

“So... hungryyyy...”

That monstrous voice echoed through the skies, asserting its overwhelming presence.

“SO... HUUUNNNGGGRRRYYYY...”

Just feeling the malice in that voice aimed at us made the hope we had painstakingly built together start to die.

As if to teach us that everything we’d done so far was meaningless.

As if to show us that everything we would do from here on would also be meaningless, and that being devoured by this monster was the fate that awaited us all.

“Why... why is this happening...?!”

If this was the fate decided by this world, wouldn’t it be a relief to just accept it?

As that sense of resignation began to eat away at my heart, Flang, who had been watching the situation with me, suddenly pointed to the side.

“Master! Look over there!”

Could it be that another despair was coming our way?

No, what I saw in the direction she pointed was a bluish light rising above the canyon.

But it was too far to clearly see what it was. Only those with keen eyesight, like the Zoin tribe, could probably make it out.

“Coco, can you tell what that is over there?”

“Corpses. Corpses are burning blue over there...”

Corpses burning blue? What could that be?

“Uh, ughhh...!!”

Just as I was wondering, the monster suddenly stopped crawling and turned its head toward the source of the light.

Then, its eyes glinting, the monster reached its massive arms towards the flickering blue light.

“Fooood...!!”

Thud, thud!

Pulling itself along, the massive creature moved toward the source of the light.

Before we knew it, the creature seemed to forget about us entirely as it moved away, leaving us to stare after it in confusion.

What could those blue-glowing undead be that such a massive monster would move toward them?

“We’ve lured it away, so we’ll be fine if we put some distance between us for now.”

Startled by the sudden voice, I looked up.

There, I saw a horse galloping through the sky, surrounded by blue flames.

No, to be precise, it was an undead horse made of bones and decaying flesh.

“You are...”

The one who dismounted from the horse and landed on the ark was an undead draped in tattered robes.

Though his face was nothing but a bare skull, the blue aura emanating from his body was strangely familiar.

Yes, I knew him.

“...Woo Hyo-sung.”

And surely, he remembered me too.

The name he uttered and the question that followed came from the memories etched in his hollow mind.

“Do you remember me?”

The Blue Knight of Death. Also known as the Knight of Death.

The moment I recognized him, both realization and wariness surged in my mind.

The realization that the blue light that lured the monster was caused by this man.

“...Why did you help us?”

And the question of why someone as close to the Corpse Lord as him would lure Gorgon, whom he was presumably associated with, to save us.

“Let’s save the conversation for a safer place.”

At my question, the Knight of Death moved his finger to the side, guiding everyone’s attention in that direction.

“Can you direct this structure towards that place?”

At the end of his pointing finger, faint shadows of a city could be seen on the horizon...

But no, with all nations except the Empire having fallen, any city left would be nothing but ruins.

“...Hero.”

The sailors, one and all, showed signs of wariness towards the Knight of Death pointing at such a place.

After deliberating on how to respond, I swallowed nervously and answered.

“Lead the way. To that place.”

Whatever this man’s intentions might be.

I took comfort in knowing that it was nothing compared to that absurd monster.