Chapter 362. Resurrection Offering (2)
Gorumazon’s eyes flashed.
Blue lightning that seemed to reach the sky, and gorgeous fireworks that seemed to burn the entire forest.
Furthermore, even the Cheonmado that Dongpil Ma took out flew to find its owner.
It means only one thing.
“Destroy the enemy bandits!”
“Wow!”
Rumble!
The forest trembled.
Gorumazon and Ma Dongpil, who stood at the forefront, smoked fearsome magic, and Yeo Sangrin and Jinmadae, who followed, spewed out a stormy fighting spirit.
At the intersection of life and death, the next demon was finally resurrected. Then, from now on, all that remained was to annihilate the enemy without hesitation.
Faaaaang!
The person Goru Mazon, who flew faster than Ma Dong-pil, was aiming for was Gok Chun-sak.
Gok Chun-sak, who was holding back Seo-ryang from afar, was frightened by the attack of the demons that came in unexpectedly.
“this! Stop those low-minded people!”
Quaang!
Gokcheonsak stumbled back and stepped back.
“this guy!”
“profit!”
Papapapang!
Gokcheonsak steps on the air in an instant to avoid the body.
It was truly an amazing new law. It was the infinite supernormal ability of the Eightfold Eclipse of the Cloud Dragon, the best divine law of the old school, comparable to Shaolin’s Geumgang Immobility.
Although the level achieved was lower than Gorumazon, the level of divine law was one step higher than that. If he made up his mind and tried to run away, even the world’s Gorumazon would be in trouble.
However, Gorumazon had an absolute secret skill that would work for a human like Gokcheonsak.
Whoa!
“100 million!”
The new type of gokcheonsak collapsed at once.
The body that had soared up to the sky suddenly stopped and began to descend at a terrifying speed. It was as if she were being pulled by an invisible chain.
‘what’s this?!’
Gomok-in (枯木引) of Gorumazone was a freaking gong (怪功) that went beyond external objects and even disturbed the movement direction of true energy. The internal power of the Gokcheonsak was also excellent, so it was not possible to suck it into the desired position, but it was enough just to disturb the feet.
Faaaaang!
The tension of the Divine Beast that rips through the air and advances.
Gokcheonsak hurriedly swung his spear.
bang!
“Keugh!”
Gokcheonsak staggered back. The tension was strong enough to make my whole body creak even if I was determined to accept it. However, when I took it in an unnatural position, it felt like my arms would go numb.
Whii profit!
Gorumazon, who pushes Gokcheonsak with one hand and the Gomokin with the other hand, spewing out the Gyeolmok Shinsoo.
Papapang!
After that, Ma Dong-pil, Yeo Sang-rin, and Jin Ma-dae swept.
Damn it! bang!
The warriors who were holding a ceremony at the head of the Bicheondae swayed like a rippling wave.
Fuhuaaak!
Ma Dong-pil’s black-blooded sword had no mercy. Ominous demonic energy burned from the black sword body, and golden life force supported it.
If Seo Liang found himself in the battle with King Biyo, Ma Dong-pil gained the realization of martial arts in battle with over thirty top masters.
pop! Puff!
The chests of the lowly soldiers exploded at the majestic swordsmanship that spread out solemnly.
It was Ma Dong-pil, who was advancing while causing a bloody storm. Faster, more powerful, more reasonable sword power swept the front with terrifying momentum.
Ma Dong-pil, who honed his protective sword as a protector.
Through his trip to Zhongyuan with Xiliang, he realized that it is better to annihilate the enemy before defending. It was the reason why his sword, which was only heavy and powerful, became faster and fiercer.
A battlefield where blood and flesh splatter.
On top of it, at last, a jean bag came crashing in like a wave.
bang! Kwak Kwa Kwak!
As people collided with each other, there was an explosion.
It was a fierce battle between masters whose whole bodies were like weapons. Golls rang out here and there, and the sound of swords clashing echoed in the room, bringing out the screams of the desolate forest.
“Huh! Huh!”
The blood-stained light soul gasped and glared at Xu Liang.
“Hoo-wook.”
Xi Liang was also not breathing normally. But he still looked full of energy. No, he looked stronger than ever.
“Damn the devil! After all, that dirty learning doesn’t go anywhere!”
“What bullshit?”
“You bastard’s martial arts! Aren’t you a suction magician! Otherwise, how could he receive my attacks and even recover!”
Seo Liang smiled.
He didn’t feel the need to respond to the madman’s words.
“Let’s finish. I want to get some rest.”
“Inom!”
Faaaaang!
Unable to hold back his anger, the light spirit rushed at Xu Liang first.
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His right arm was completely damaged and he could not move it. Even if you survive here, you will have to live as a one-armed person for the rest of your life.
The light soul, which concentrated all of its energy in its left hand, aimed at Xu Liang’s chest. It was an attack as fast as the concentrated air power.
Xi Liang’s eyes shone.
Awesome!
The sight of the blood splattered from the broken arm drawing red curves was like a painting.
“You understand?”
Gwang-Hon stared blankly at Seo-ryang.
His face was calm as he grabbed the collar of Gwang-Hon and aimed at the Cheonmado.
“Now you can’t deal with me with martial arts like you.”
“this… … this!”
“Go away, relic of the past.”
“Damn!!”
Pooh!
The light spirit that flew with the Cheonmado stuck in its chest broke a rock and collapsed. The spirit of the light soul, which split his upper body vertically, had already disappeared.
Whiririk! widely!
Xu Liang, who brought the Heavenly Demon with Heo Gong Sub, shouted.
“Kill them all!”
These were the words shouted by the young master who killed the enemy general. The spirit of all the demons who heard his voice doubled in an instant.
“Aagh!”
“No, stop it!”
“We must retreat, Captain!”
“shut up! Once… … Kuck!”
There was no such thing as an abyss.
Xu Liang, who was preparing to attack the remaining Hyeonmudae, suddenly felt a strong wave of air approaching from afar.
‘Sword-blooded?’
It was a similar temperament to the troops that were colliding with the belt. Their number was two hundred.
In the Cheonmado Island, a cry for help has arisen.
Quarreureung!
The bodies of the remaining eight members of the Hyeonmu Corps were torn apart by the blow of the hellish wind that blew the whole area away.
“Gorumazone! I’ll hold off the approaching troops, so keep this place in order until I return!”
Not as respectful as usual But his voice was full of authority beyond imagination, and no one found it strange.
“John name! Protestant demons, quickly annihilate the enemies!”
“Aaaaaaa!”
Leaving the bloody screaming battlefield behind, Seo-ryang leaves to face the approaching dragon sword.
He, who was so tired of his mind and body that he seemed about to collapse just by touching him, was recognized by everyone and was revived and returned to the former little schoolmaster full of vitality.
On the battlefield where death reigns, Xiliang is reborn.
after half a day.
All troops except Gokcheonsak, who was in a state of disrepair, were annihilated. It was safe to say that the power of the Heavenly Alliance and the Iron Blood Castle was handled by one of the Heavenly Demons.
And the result of this battle spread all over the world in a few days and caused a great upheaval.
* * *
The news that Seo Liang had killed King Biyo in Shandong, and that Jeongsa had annihilated the first allied troops, reached hundreds of thousands of mountains.
“I don’t know how to take this.”
Ho Yo-seong’s face was truly grotesque.
Looking at the flushed expression, it seemed like he liked it, but at the same time, it seemed like he was anxious.
“It’s just my guess, but it seems that the young master has become stronger than before. No matter how much Gorumazon and Jinmadae were together, it is truly amazing to annihilate that amount of troops in such a tired state.”
“It has to be.”
“yes?”
Lee Cheon-sang was still sipping his drink.
“This guy has been through the reigning mawanggi. He opened the door to the world of desire, so he deserves to be called a true enemy. No matter what the state of martial arts is, if he opens the door to the sensuous world, he should do that much.”
Ho Yo-seong smiled.
“There is no defeat for the Heavenly Demon, right?”
“Yes.”
Although not known to the outside world yet, Li Tianxiang already recognized Xu Liang as the Ten Heavenly Horse.
The Heavenly Demon neither dies nor loses (天魔不敗). In the future, all kinds of battles will visit Xu Liang, but he will not die or be defeated, although he will feel difficulties.
Lee Cheon-sang believed so, and Ho Yo-seong believed in such a Lee Cheon-sang. I had to have that much faith.
“By the way.”
“Tell me.”
“The Heavenly Demon may not die or lose, but… … , I think the main school could lose if this goes wrong.”
The Shinma-honored phrase, “Kunrimseonggyo” and “Cheonmabulsa”, was the highest compliment that only the principal and minor masters could hear.
However, before that, the leaders of Shingyo listened to the eight-character Shingyo honorific, “Shingyo invincibility, Manma Angbok (萬魔仰伏).”
Any honorific expression contains the meaning that the Heavenly Demon and Shinkyo will never die or be defeated. It was, in a way, a cry of faith.
Ho Yo-seong, who knew that well, meant that the situation was serious enough to say that.
“It is clear that the Uicheon League and the Iron Blood Castle joined hands.”
“Why do you think so?”
“Schoolmaster annihilated not only the iron-blooded low-class, the dragon sword squad and the current stage of the Uicheon League, but even the teenage master Gwang-Hon. Besides, he captured Yukyang Ma-geuk.”
“But?”
“No matter how much the interests are aligned, the Iron Blood Castle has no choice but to refuse the help of the Uicheon League. It’s not a matter of their temperament, it’s a matter of s*xism.”
“In other words, the fact that the two masters and troops joined forces to hit Liang means the number of years of Mengseong(盟城)?”
“It’s not just that.”
Ho Yo-seong took the letter from his bosom and held it up respectfully.
Ugh.
The letter that flew naturally floated in the air and unfolded. It was the perfect location for Lee Cheon-sang’s eye level.
Lee Cheon-sang’s face sparked interest.
“Who is this letter from?”
“This is a letter from someone who has been rolling around in the filth for a while.”
“Right.”
After that, Lee Cheon-sang sipped his drink again.
Ho Yo-seong looked at him in silence until he had finished three glasses of wine.
“Sir.”
“Tell me.”
“Even if it’s the main school… … Dealing with fierce coalitions is difficult.”
It was a rather cautious tone.
Lee Cheon-sang asked as if tossing.
“How far is the evaluation when assumed to be full force?”
“This is an evaluation based on only active members of the church, excluding the headteacher and previous veterans. Of course, there are also troops from the Seven Houses, and three quarters of the clans with the banner of magic were put in.”
“What about the rest of the paint?”
“The variables are too big.”
Lee Cheon-sang laughed.
“Isn’t it your job to overturn the inferiority of the troops?”
Ho Yoseong scratched his head.
“If there was a more convenient route, I would try to take that route. Do you have any good ideas? If there is, this stupid bastard dares to ask for instruction.”
“There is nothing like that. Do as you please.”
“… … I tried to roll my head in many ways, but there was no comfortable way.”
Ho Yo-seong, who grumbled quietly, raised his head.
“Of course, they won’t try to visit this side recklessly. Besides, in the case of the Uicheon Meng, since it is currently in a power struggle with the anti-Jeonghoe, it may not be possible to put all our efforts into it.”
“Didn’t you join hands with the person who will deal with that anti-jeonghoe?”
“yes?”
“A iron-blooded horse.”
Momentarily, Hoyoseong’s eyes fluttered.
“Huh… … Do you think so?”
“To be able to solve each other’s troubles without getting my hands dirty. Training is good for that.”
“Of course, it’s not yet clear whether that will actually happen, right?”
“Yes.”
“But the headmaster already believes that.”
Lee Cheon-sang filled the cup again without answering.
Ho Yoseong let out a sigh. Unlike before, it was a face without any jokes.
“Blood… … It will flow quite a bit.”
“I guess.”
“I’ll try to seal it up somehow.”
“As you wish.”
Ho Yo-seong rose from his seat.
“Then, I’ll see you at the next meeting.”
“When is the meeting?”
“Three days later.”
“is it? I see.”
“Yes, then.”
Ho Yo-seong retreated with a gun shot.
Eventually, only two statues remained in Daejeon.
After sipping for a while, he turned his eyes to the window. The sun was slowly setting.
“… … Is it Moraine?”
