Chronicles of the Demon Faction Chapter 390

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Episode 390. discuss the world (2)

“okay.”

“… … .”

“That’s how it went.”

“That’s right.”

“So, can we get ready soon?”

“The answer to that question is already in the pastor’s message. Now I’m just a messenger delivering his words. All judgments are made by the princess.”

Squeak.

The translucent silk curtain opened.

And there, a woman appeared.

She was a beautiful woman with a mature body and a magical appearance that men could not take their eyes off of. She didn’t know if she was in her twenties, thirties, or forties.

It was just infinitely beautiful. It was intense and alluring. She was a woman who had the maturity that a woman can have to the limit.

In addition, there was a strange direction flowing in the room that made my heart pound. In a slightly dark room, there is a beauty with a subtle direction and color, so anyone’s heart is worth beating.

However, the face of Ho Yo-seong, who prostrated himself in front of her, was expressionless.

“Is the judgment just my share?”

“… … .”

“It’s really great. It was said that the religious leader of the time was such a favorite soldier, and there was a reason for that. There are really few guys who can be cool-headed even when they come here and talk alone with me.”

Squeak.

The woman got up from her seat.

Even though it wasn’t that slow, it seemed infinitely slow. She was a mysterious woman.

She got up from the bed and walked slowly to the table by the window.

I was barefoot, not even wearing shoes. Even though it was in his room, he was overly indifferent, and it could have been an act of ignoring the other person.

Of course, he didn’t pay much attention to women or Ho Yo-seong or anything like that.

A woman sitting on a chair in front of the table said, crossing her legs.

“Where did you say you were going?”

It was a bottomless question, but Ho Yo-seong answered right away.

“You said you didn’t know.”

“I do not know? That’s an uncharacteristic answer.”

“Because you don’t have to do anything.”

“Will someone who doesn’t have to do that wait for a justification and tirelessly cross the land of Jungwon?”

“That’s an area I can’t look into. Even if I could look into it, I would not have informed the princess.”

The woman’s eyes shone.

The air in the room changed just by the slight change in the eyes. Ho Yo-seong’s back became damp in an instant. The mind was still calm, but the body reacted.

“I really don’t know. You who swear allegiance to such a person.”

“… … .”

“Well, there’s no need to hang on to something you don’t understand.”

The woman took out a yellow piece of paper from her bosom and held it up.

It was not a letter. It was Goehwangji (槐黃紙), which was used by magicians to make amulets. In fact, the goehwangji the woman took out had geometric figures drawn with a syringe.

The woman’s eyes flashed.

Roaring!

The amulet burned in an instant.

The burning amulet did not disappear as it was. The shapes written on the paper were floating in the air, remaining as white smoke.

It was a mystical sight. Ho Yo-seong, who was lying down, did not see the sight, but felt that she was doing something of her own.

“Oh, that’s interesting.”

An unexpected expression appeared on the woman’s face.

“I didn’t know that there would be a human side to him… … Are you very fond of your disciple?”

“… … .”

“Well, maybe. He desperately wanted a life in this world, but Heaven did not want him to remain in this world. It is unprecedented that an enlightened person endured for ten years, and it is impossible not to be sad because a disciple held the thread of life that would allow him to ascend to heaven.”

I couldn’t understand even the hoyoseong of genius as much as what she was saying now.

The woman laughed.

“It is interesting. A child named Xi Liang.”

“You are not a child, you are a teenager. Please use honorific language.”

“Oops, I made a mistake. anyway… … .”

Sararak.

The smoke from the floating figure dispersed and disappeared in an instant.

“It’s a really fun classmate. As one exists, the other exists… … That’s what heavenly principles are all about. However, this kind of closeness is difficult to obtain unless you are related by blood.”

“… … ?”

“great. Let’s prepare the magic wand of the Ten Demons. But.”

“… … .”

“Do I really need that right now?”

“yes?”

The woman smiled seductively without saying anything.

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Lotus grows in mud. It is all the more moving because the most beautiful lotus flower blooms in the dirty mud.

Lotus also symbolizes Buddha’s mercy and wisdom. It grows in dirty places, but the lotus in full bloom is not polluted by muddy water.

It wasn’t just lotuses.

Daejeo Gods, immortals, and Buddhas in mythology each took an element of nature as a symbol. Jeseokcheon symbolizes lightning, Myeongwang symbolizes fire, and Yongwang symbolizes water as a water god.

However, the one who appeared right here, in the sacred ground of the political sect Murim, was different. Since it has not yet reached the sky, its mere existence cannot cause disaster.

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But the world knew. That he is closer to heaven than to man.

One or two thick snow fell. There was no wind, and the rising humidity was just right.

The world has gone silent. The snow on the ground did not melt well.

Snow piled up silently, wind that did not blow.

Meanwhile he appeared.

As if he had become the emperor of a country, he was wearing an extremely splendid dragon robe. Although the color was black, a golden dragon was vividly engraved on its back.

The uncrowned hair flowed freely. Unbefitting for a middle-aged man, his hair looked very soft and shiny.

The man’s physique was amazing.

He was seven feet tall and his broad shoulders reminded him of a mountain. Even though he had such a large body, he felt an unknown grace in every step, and at first glance, he looked fresh.

Squeak.

The snowflake gradually increased its number. However, even the large snowflakes did not touch the man’s body.

As if becoming one with Mother Nature, her eyes passed right through the man. No, it may not be passage, but convergence. Looking at the man still, it seemed that he would freeze the world with just one breath, or he would disappear as smoke.

It was like that.

A man walking with a huge fox monster behind his back was such an existence that it is difficult to describe in words.

The old man looked down at him from a distance and thought.

can’t fight

No, it wasn’t an existence that shouldn’t be fought, it was an existence that couldn’t be fought in the first place.

No matter how strong a person is, it was impossible to fight nature. It was not a question of rank, but a question of inability. No creature born in the world can go against the providence of nature.

Are you trying to kill someone like that? Did you try to fight someone like that?

Finally the old man understands. That he has brought disaster beyond his control.

There is someone over there who cannot be helped even with all the means available to human imagination. He didn’t go up to heaven because he didn’t want to, but if he wanted to, he could melt into the world right now and become one.

the old man thought.

why?

It was a level that he couldn’t even dare to look at now, but he could know at least one thing.

‘That’ was an existence that could not be tied to the world. It is not for nothing that the word “chalgeukcheon” is added to the exaltation of heaven and earth. As the name implies, it overcomes the sky in an instant, destroys demons, and seals them away. Although it can exist for a very short time, it cannot maintain its disintegrating body indefinitely.

It was a problem that could not be solved by human will. No, those who have entered that realm in the first place have no attachments to life in the secular world. Because that doesn’t make any sense.

The old man felt a great fear.

In that meaningless world, that man was leisurely existing.

I couldn’t even imagine how much greed and how much will it took to make something like that possible. It was as ridiculous as the level of mental strength he had achieved.

Why did you stay here?

What are you trying to get? What to see?

No, is there a purpose in the first place?

“Of course.”

The old man looked to the side in surprise.

The monster, which had been walking dozens of chapters outside, was climbing up the castle tower and looking around inside the Uicheon Meng.

“It’s quite good. Well done. If we dare to defend the castle, at least we can protect the people inside.”

The monster laughed.

The old man gulped at the inhuman laughter that transcended his imagination.

“As expected, these guys are full of hypocrisy. On the outside, they serve all people, but on the inside, they are raising a bowl of maggots. So, in just thirty years, it gives off such a rotten smell.”

The monster turned its head.

The old man’s mouth opened on its own.

“You… … ?”

“You have better eyes than I thought. It’s completely different from what I’ve heard and what I’ve seen from a distance.”

“… … ?”

“This is how the term tabletop theory came about. Even if the sky whispers to me, there is bound to be a difference from what I saw with my own eyes.”

Does the sky whisper?

I don’t know what he meant, but the old man felt the creeps again at those words.

“The desire is delightful, and the sense of purpose is admirable. It is not usually difficult to live with such desires in an old body. If I had come as a magician, I would have become as wonderful a person as Liang.”

The old man, Dam Sa-yeong, opened his mouth.

“Lee Cheon-sang, the leader of the Heavenly Demon Church, is that right?”

Then the answer came from far away.

“Yes.”

Shocked, Dam Sa-yeong turned her head.

Bubbly.

As if bringing a black mist, the hem of the black dragon robe fluttered here and there. Even though the wind is not blowing, that heavy-looking gunryongpo is flying wildly.

‘when?!’

Dam Sa-young quickly looked around the fortress.

does not exist. The Demon Scholar, who had been standing there and evaluating himself a while ago, had disappeared.

Just like when they appeared, their disappearance is as grotesque as a ghost. No, maybe the demonic master didn’t climb the castle tower, but he might have created something similar to an illusion there. He wouldn’t have to go back and walk again.

Whether it’s fantasy, playing with ghosts, or ultra-high-level witchcraft, the conclusion is the same.

‘I can’t win.’

Dam Sa-young acknowledged it. He had no choice but to admit it.

Uicheonmaeng can’t beat the author.

It hurts to say that it is something he cannot win, and even if he puts all his might, he cannot get a scratch on that man’s body. Because that man is not a person, but a monster, and also Mother Nature.

‘This nonsense… … !’

A man who cannot be defeated even with the full force of the political faction Murim, numbering in the tens of thousands.

A monster of inhumanity that shatters the truth that it is impossible to go alone.

The strongest and worst invincible person born by the Heavenly Demon Goddess, no, born by the Murimsa for thousands of years.

“Look down… … this me?”

Lee Cheon-sang’s magic eyes flashed.

“I will take a look. Not twice.”

“… … .”

“Come down with the remittance bag.”

Dam Sa-young couldn’t help but follow those words.

Koo Goo Goo!

The huge gate opened, and Dam Sa-young, the Uicheon Lord, and Song Song-baek, the Iron-Blooded Castle, walked out.

The appearance of a demon that you can’t even imagine what kind of thoughts you have.

The two absolutes rectified their minds with all their might to meet the transcendental one.

Wheein!

Between the gusts of wind and the dancing snowflakes.

Finally, the masters of the three generations of Kang Ho gathered together.

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