Chronicles of the Demon Faction Chapter 271

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Episode 271. Demons have no destination (1)

The remittance bag smiled as he watched the carriage go away.

“That’s right, he’s a man with no mate.”

Hwang Gon took a step forward.

“He is a dangerous man.”

“Where is the Moorim people who are not dangerous in the world?”

“Of course it is.”

“Well, like you said, it’s been a while since I’ve seen such an impressive warrior. I don’t think I’ll ever do anything hasty, but… …

It seems to be moving too radically.”

The money bag’s eyes deepened.

“What a strange guy. I don’t feel that the bowl is particularly big, but there is a corner that is difficult to treat carelessly.

Should I say it’s dignified, or should I say it’s uniquely outstanding?”

Hwang Gon’s face showed some surprise.

Is there a corner that is difficult to treat carelessly? These were difficult words to come out of the mouth of the Iron Blooded Lord, who is called the Lord of Safa.

“Did you feel it too?”

“What do you mean?”

“I came here to see the young master of the Demonic Cult. But from some point on, I started treating him not as a minor master, but as an extremely ordinary human being burning with hatred.”

“… … .”

“So scary. It is said that there is no one who is easy to deal with like a person who only sees one way, but there are people like that in the world.

Maybe that overwhelming sense of purpose made him what he is today.”

The money bag looked back at the field.

“How was it?”

“You are rude.”

A look of displeasure crept over Hannah’s face.

“But I have to admit what I have to admit. That the martial arts of the young master are far superior to mine.”

“Not quite like that.”

“yes?”

Seriousness came out from the face of the money bag.

“I can assure you, that guy is a step above Mu Sang.”

“… … !!”

“Magong and boatman are different, so it would be difficult to make a simple comparison, but even the current king of Biyo feels like he would be beaten if he did it wrong.

If I were to pick a person who could be assured that I could definitely defeat him in nature, I would not be able to exceed three, including myself, even after going through the entire generation. Of course, you have to actually fight to find out.”

A look of astonishment flashed across Hwanya’s face.

As soon as I saw it, I knew that the Demonic Cult’s minor master was a master of the extreme. The shock he felt then was still unresolved.

But I thought it was just that. Although he reached the peak, it is not at the level of being listed as one of the top 10 masters.

However, the teacher’s evaluation far exceeded his expectations.

“At that age… … is that possible?

It is said that growing from a beginner in the hwagyeong to a teenage master is just as difficult and takes a long time as a warrior holding a sword.

Didn’t you tell me?”

“right.”

“… … !”

“That’s why this guy is great. It is a talent that will not be seen again in history if it is a martial art of that age. The Demonic Scholar really raised a monster.”

A look of boredom crept over Hwanya’s face.

It is a law to be able to have a sympathetic spirit only when it is comparable to some extent.

If it was difficult to discuss a match with a teenage master at the age of less than thirty, it meant that he would become the best in the world in just five years.

“From now on, the world of Moorim will change because of that fierce guy.”

No matter how many compliments you pour out, you won’t regret it. Even as a remittance bag who has seen all kinds of talented people for decades, he was the first type of genius.

‘but.’

Hwanya saw talent, and Hwanggon saw temper.

The remittance bag was different.

He was able to see through the unknown magic possessed by Xu Liang, before talent and temperament.

‘Obviously weaker than me. It’s clumsy, and sometimes even rough. It was hard to find a flexible corner. And yet… … .’

The money bag’s eyes flashed.

‘It was as if I was looking at him.’

before ascending to the priesthood.

When he was called the promising late index of the Iron Blood Castle, a demon he encountered for the first and last time.

The shadow of the ruthless devil who awakened to the extreme at the age of less than forty and reigned as a new god of the Cheonma Shinkyo was enveloping Seoryang.

‘If the regime hasn’t changed yet, he’ll still be the head of the Demonic Cult. Then that guy would be his disciple too.’

The remittance bag shook its head.

‘That master is that disciple. Priests are equally monsters.’

he turned around

“Let’s go back. There must be a lot to do.”

* * *

“Whoa, it’s hard.”

Aenghwa, who had been keeping an eye on her, cautiously handed over the canteen.

“Schoolmaster. this… … .”

“uh? uh, thank you.”

Seo Liang, who gulped down the water, drooped again. He seemed to have no energy, like someone who had just returned from a life-and-death decision.

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Yeo Sang-rin asked curiously.

“Why are you so low on energy?”

“of course. I’ve come face to face with such a monster. I’d rather draw my sword and fight, that’s something I really can’t do.”

“Isn’t that all we had a little conversation with?”

“To you, it might have seemed like a sharp conversation, but inside that, there was a fierce battle of ki-gong.”

“Hey.”

Seo Liang shook his head.

‘It’s a great man who can’t be vigilant.’

Even when he bursts into laughter, when he looks at you gently, or when he skips a conversation like a joke.

Sendongbaek’s qi was constantly beating Xu Liang. As if trying to dig into his true nature, he kept stabbing the intangible barrier surrounded by authenticity.

It was not a simple contest of martial arts.

The refined qi of the absolute, who has reached several levels higher, penetrates through any gaps at random.

I had no choice but to do everything in my power to stop it.

If that qi had penetrated, Xiliang’s Zhongdan War would have been greatly shaken. My thinking wouldn’t have worked properly, and I would have had trouble controlling my emotions.

That was the power of the remittance bag called Suraje, the one who reached the peak of Heavenly Arms.

‘Honestly, at that moment… … I was more scared than an old man.’

It was not a matter of martial arts, but a matter of character.

The greedy spirit to get what you want by digging tenaciously, and if that doesn’t work, tearing it apart and tearing it to pieces.

That is the remittance bag. If there was something he really wanted, he would definitely do anything to achieve his goal.

Even if the whole world is set on fire.

‘The reason why I felt a certain degree of kinship was probably because of that aspect of the Iron Blood Castle.’

Seo Liang closed her eyes.

Suddenly, a wave of fatigue came over me.

“I’m a little sleepy. Don’t wake me up.”

“Please.”

Before hearing the word ‘Yo’, Xi Liang fell asleep. It was because of the mental fatigue that had accumulated over the years.

how long has it been

Seo Liang frowned and opened his eyes.

“Turn it off.”

Saksin secretly throbs. Xu Liang, who turned his neck around and twirled his shoulders several times, suddenly realized that no one was in the carriage.

‘Has the carriage stopped? Is everyone resting?’

He opened the carriage door and went out.

‘huh?’

The place where the carriage stopped was a thick forest.

The four sides are giant trees, and the eight sides are green leaves. Seoryang had never seen such a strong and dense forest.

No, anyway.

“Where did all these go?”

Dongpil Ma, Sangrin Yeo, and Aenghwa were nowhere to be seen.

I couldn’t even feel it beyond seeing it. Besides, the horses pulling the carriage were nowhere to be seen.

Xie Liang’s eyebrows furrowed involuntarily.

“Wherever you go, leave a letter saying that you are going. It’s dangerous.”

Xu Liang, who had muttered involuntarily, suddenly looked down at the wagon wheel.

‘uh?’

He looked toward the rear wheel.

‘what? Why are there no wheel marks?’

weird.

No, if you think about it, there can’t be wheel marks in the first place.

It was not a forest that a wagon of this size could enter in the first place, as the giant trees that took root arbitrarily were densely draped over it.

strange anxiety.

Whoops.

Demonic energy surged from Xu Liang’s body. When he sensed a crisis, the reigning demon was automatically activated.

It was then.

‘omg!’

Finally, the presence of the three people was felt.

exactly… … I could feel their deceit.

Whoa!

In an instant, it flies to the place where fraud resides. After destroying all the giant trees blocking our way, we reached the place where the fraud was lurking.

“… … !!”

A shock crept across the sage’s face.

His eyes were bloodshot, and his complexion was pale. Her hands trembled and her hair twitched wildly.

“… … Hey, hey.”

Disbelief and fear dwelled in each step.

“hey! Dongpil! Aenghwa! Lina!”

A terrible scene unfolded before Xu Liang’s eyes as he ran away, cutting off the branches that blocked his vision.

Wheein! Wheein!

Hundreds or thousands of flying insects were infested. The corpses of Ma Dong-pil, Yeo Sang-rin, and Aeng-hwa were found in the place full of insects.

Three corpses with tattered limbs and viscera oozing out, it was an indescribable horror.

Even Xu Liang, who had seen countless corpses, felt a chill run down his spine for a moment.

“Hey guys!!”

He ran like crazy and shook his hand. The worms scattered in all directions, then clung to the corpse and Xu Liang’s body again.

“Dongpil! Dongpil!! Wake up, man!”

It doesn’t matter if the bugs stick to your body or not. An urgent hand shook Ma Dong-pil’s body roughly.

“You bastard! You, what are you all of a sudden?! Come on!”

Took!

Ma Dong-pil’s head, which fell off, rolled on the ground. His corpse was in such a state of decay that it could easily be destroyed with the slightest touch.

It was the same for Aenghwa and Yeosangrin. As soon as you touch the corpses of the two women, the flesh falls off. Half of his rotten face was already white with skeletons exposed.

Tears of blood flowed from his eyes.

“Aaaaa!!”

It was then.

Too-wook!

Someone grabbed Xu Liang’s wrist.

When I turned my head in surprise, there was Lee Cheon-sang smiling like a ghost.

“Can you afford it?”

“omg!”

Surprised, Xu Liang drew in a breath that sounded like a scream and straightened his upper body.

“Small, little schoolmaster!”

“Ahh! It’s a surprise! What, all of a sudden?! Are you okay?”

Seo Liang let out a heavy breath. Her whole body was wet with sweat.

Yeo Sang-rin said with a worried face.

“Even if I called you like that, you didn’t wake up. Where are you sick anyway? Why are you sweating so much from earlier? You even make a grunting noise.”

“What, what?”

Xu Liang, who had been staring blankly at Yeo Sang-rin and Aeng-hwa, lowered his head and looked down at his own body.

His sweat-soaked shirt clung to him. The trembling hands remained the same.

‘dream?!’

He looked at the two women again.

Yeo Sang-rin’s face full of worries, and Aeng-hwa’s expression, not knowing what to do.

Seo Liang let out a deep sigh. A hand went to my forehead spontaneously.

“It must have been a dream.”

“aha? You had a nightmare. But what kind of nightmare are you dreaming so brutally? I was surprised to find out he had epilepsy.”

“… … Dongpil?”

“You’re driving a carriage.”

“I see.”

Seo Liang shook his head.

“It’s okay now. don’t worry.”

“You can’t really worry if you tell me not to worry with such an appearance.”

Xi Liang did not listen to Yeo Sang-rin’s words.

‘It was too vivid for a dream.’

Usually, when you wake up, you forget your dreams little by little, but they are still vivid.

Xu Liang recalled each scene from his dream. I don’t know why, but it bothered me.

‘Why are all the kids like that? And why did the headmaster show up?’

and decisively.

‘Why did I use the Dominion Mawanggi instead of Guyumagong?’

The magician he is familiar with is the old magician. Nevertheless, in his dream, he operated the reigning Mawanggi.

‘… … Shit, is it just a f*cking dream?’

An unpleasant dream.

After thinking for a moment, he soon dismissed the nightmare. It was because in his head he thought it was a dream that would do nothing good to let go.

‘I must have been tired.’

* * *

He still looked tired, but there was a smile on Gong Yachi’s face.

“You have succeeded. Congratulations.”

“not a big deal. Anyway, what’s wrong with your eyes again? Did you leak me?”

“no. I just have something to worry about… … .”

“Take it easy.”

“All right. While the words have come out, let’s wrap this up. May I recommend your next destination?”

“suggestion? that’s good Where are you?”

“It is a place called Gwangmokrim (狂木林).”

“… … A broadwood forest?”

“yes. It is a forest near Jingshi Mountain on the border between Anhui and Jiangxi, and it is a dense forest of beautiful giant trees. There’s a heavenly dragon… … Little schoolmaster?”

Xi Liang’s eyes were bloodshot.

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