Episode 530. Demonic aesthetics (5)
Fanshi was startled.
“What, what? Soseongju!”
“That’s right.”
“No, how did the elders send Soseongju!”
Sanghyo stuttered and said.
“That, that, So Seongju himself said. The lord of the castle has entrusted me with the position of assistant manager… … .”
“What?!”
“Because he insisted so strongly, even we couldn’t stop him.”
Byeon-seok forgot what to say for a moment in absurdity.
No matter how true it is, sending So Seong-joo to a place alone with the demon cult master on behalf of the iron-blooded castle without going through any formalities? Does this mean sane?
“This crazy… … ! If such a thing happens, he will come to me, the chief elder, so why did he inform So Seongju first!”
“The intelligence unit listened to Seongjujeon and was about to give a report, but So Seongju, who was present at the time, presented his qualifications as Seongju’s deputy… … .”
Bunsuk was amazing.
Of course, So Seong-ju would not have lied so often. No matter how small the lord is, if he lies that he has been given the position of assistant manager directly by the lord of the seong, it is an immediate sensation.
But there is a procedure in the world. If you were going to meet the head of the Demonic Cult, you had to hold a meeting first and make a minimum plan, such as why the other person contacted you and how you would respond when you met.
“Damn it! At a time when all the elders were absent because of a celebration party… … !”
I had a feast for his 80th yesterday. All elders and elders of the elders were present. Seongju-nim was indifferent to such things, so all he had to do was give me a gift five days ago and tell me to prepare a place for myself.
It was a series of coincidences and coincidences. If I had known that had happened, I would have called a meeting right away, a celebration or something.
“What about Hwang? Where is Army Hwang!”
“That is… … .”
“why? Could it be that you are busy with something else?”
“I’m currently losing my mind.”
“… … what?”
Sanghyo bit his lip.
“I suffered severe internal injuries and broke my right arm. He probably won’t be able to wake up for a while.”
“Such nonsense! What the hell kind of guy brought the military to that point?!”
“… … .”
“Why can’t you answer me!”
“The thorax… … I haven’t figured it out yet.”
“however?”
“… … It is said that the last person Hwang met was So Seong-ju.”
That’s awesome.
It really is the perfect eightieth gift. Bun-seok never dared to imagine that he would receive such a terrifying birthday present.
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The top of the splendid main tower overlooking the vast Poyang Lake.
From the first floor to the fourth floor just below the top, a total of about a hundred warriors were encamped. The spirit they exuded was so bloody that not only the owner of the main base, but also the hostess and the shopkeepers were busy trembling.
Of course, there were no other guests besides them. In the first place, it was because there was a call from Hao Mun asking him to vacate the place because the mighty giants are meeting here today.
But I never thought such terrifying sword demons would come.
“Lu, Lord Lou.”
“why?”
“Are the warriors of the Iron Blood Castle really this bloody?”
“Shh! Hey! shut that mouth! I will listen! You don’t know how bright the ears of the Murim people are!”
“omg! yep!”
Rouge bit his lip.
‘Couldn’t something special happen today?’
He was very good at this.
It was the first time I had been a bigwig like the demonic lord and iron-blooded castle lord, but there were several times when I gave the base as a meeting place for people who said they were wild in their own way.
But I’ve never felt my heart pounding like it did today.
It wasn’t because they were the best giants in the river. It was because the anticipation and life of the sword demons on each floor were so terrible.
‘It’s amazing!’
I had never seen such bloody sword demons before.
It was just when I realized that I wasn’t iron-blooded.
“omg!”
“You bastard! Why again?!”
“Me, over there!”
“Cheuk!”
Kreureung.
Beyond the open door was a huge tiger and a huge man riding on it. And there was also a swordsman in his thirties with an appearance overflowing with a pulpit in front of the tiger’s left side.
I’m choking on my breath
It did not exude a bloody spirit like the large man, the swordsman in his thirties, or the sword demons who settled here.
However, the very existence of that tiger seemed to make the air in the area stale.
It was a truly overwhelming presence. It is said that compatibility is as scary as Mama in the world, but it seemed that even Mama would be surprised and run away if it was a criminal outside the standard.
Rouge swallowed.
“Open the door wider.”
“… … .”
“You bastard! Can’t you hear me?!”
“omg! Yes, yes?”
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“Open the door wide!”
“Sir, could it be those people?”
“Yes, they are from the Heavenly Demonic Church.”
Ruju had heard the rumors about Yeomwang Isu until his ears were worn out.
‘If the rumors are true… … .’
Rouge swallowed again.
‘Who’s riding on that tiger?!’
It was then.
Heh heh!
Rouge fainted at the mighty roar of the king.
“omg! Lou, Lord Lou! Lord Lou!”
shiver.
For a moment, he was shocked and shook Rouge, but Jeomsoi’s bottoms were also wet.
It was a light roar, but the roar contained energy beyond imagination. It was not a qi that could harm someone, but a natural qi that revealed one’s presence.
“Dude, calm down.”
Kreureung.
Did you like the wind blowing over the lake? Ho-wang groaned and shook his head.
“by the way… … .”
The face of Xu Liang, who got off the king’s back, was puzzled.
“What is this nasty aura?”
A strange aura mixed with a swordsman’s spirit and murder that emanates from the entire base.
In the eyes of the criminal, it would be bloody enough to urinate, but to the master, it was a bit clumsy.
Originally, when the concentration exceeds a certain level, it is self-retained and seeks a change once. To achieve qualitative improvement by constantly calling concentration in this way is expressed as raising the level as a master master.
In other words, judging from the aura of Juru, the level of swordsmen residing there could never be said to be high. Of course, all of them deserve to be called top masters, but they are not at the level that one of the biggest players in the river can take with them.
“and… … .”
Seo Liang tilted his head.
“Has the castle lord not come yet?”
He had already seen at a glance how many people there were in the main base and what level their martial arts level was.
It was the same with Ma Dong-pil.
“For now, go up.”
“Is it so?”
I wouldn’t know if there were troops of the level of the Heavenly Demon Army hiding in there, but even those masters couldn’t get a scratch on Xu Liang’s collar. Even if a fight breaks out, all of them will become deceased under Ma Dong-pil’s sword.
“You’re blowing your nose here.”
Kreureung.
The wind blowing past the lake seemed to have liked it quite a bit. King Ho closed his eyes and savored the fresh wind.
Seo Liang, who had been laughing, quickly entered the main base. A golden tiger full of down was sitting on his shoulder.
hook.
As soon as they entered the ground floor, all the swordsmen’s eyes turned to Xu Liang.
chuck.
The swordsman who seemed to be in charge got up and approached.
“Are you the head of the Heavenly Demon Church?”
Ma Dong-pil’s eyes deepened.
Seo Liang smiled.
“okay. i am the teacher But where is your castle lord? Aren’t you here yet?”
“Stay on the top floor.”
“what?”
Seo Liang tilted his head.
“No matter how much I look at it, I don’t feel like taking it? I definitely remember Song Seong-ju’s kipa.”
“You can go up.”
“okay?”
Xu Liang tilted his head.
“That’s amazing. Did you learn a new martial art that seems weak, what is it?”
Of course, that was nonsense. In the first place, it was different from the remittance bag in its presence and vitality.
Seo Liang climbed the stairs.
At that time, the person in charge caught Ma Dong-pil.
“You are with us… … .”
Tuuk!
“Ouch!”
Ma Dong-pil’s hand grabbed the head of the person in charge and lifted it up.
Cha Cha Cha Chang!
The swordsmen on the first floor pulled out their swords in unison.
It was too young to live in Ma Dong-pil’s eyes.
It was a mortal sin enough to dare to say arrogant words to the teacher. Since the teacher just passed by, he tried to get rid of his anger, but if it came out like this, there would be no reason for Ma Dong-pil to endure it.
“These worms.”
Whoa!
The faces of the confident swordsmen all turned pale.
Roaring!
Terrible flames appeared under Ma Dong-pil’s feet.
It was salvation. Now, Ma Dong-pil’s Gu Yu-ma-hwa was so terrible that it could be called an attack just by revealing and spreading the air waves, and the swordsmen felt that their will to fight, let alone the thought of wielding their swords, was disappearing.
At that time, Xu Liang went up to this floor and said.
“Dongpil. Kill it.”
“… … Yes, teacher.”
Hoo-wook.
The first floor of Juru, which was filled with ruinous lives, regained the same peace as before.
Shiliang spoke in a sullen voice.
“Don’t be angry at the idiots who don’t even know the subject. It just makes you tired.”
“All right.”
“Come up.”
“yes.”
Until the two of them went up to the top floor, no one looked at them.
The energy that Ma Dong-pil showed me a while ago was on the verge of being invincible. Even if their number doubles or triples, they are tremendous masters who cannot be guaranteed to win.
Before long, the two climbed to the top floor.
“Huh?”
The sage’s eyes sparkled.
“This is a face I haven’t seen in a long time.”
“Are you here?”
A man in his thirties who was sitting in a seat by the window got up.
Seo Liang tilted his head.
“Let’s see, so the name… … ?”
“Hwanya.”
Hwanya smiled calmly and said.
“Call me Hwanya. The iron-blooded castle main.”
“Oh yeah. It must have been that name.”
I’ve seen the face, but never heard the name myself. Even during the time of King Sal, he did not know Hwanya’s name. This is because the remittance bag is thoroughly hidden.
Hwan-ya, the heir to the Iron Blood Castle, who only learned his name after ascending to the top of the church.
If it’s the so-called title and position, it’s not enough to face the head of the Heavenly Demon Church, but this place was the place to meet the money bag. Hwanya should not exist.
Seo Liang looked around.
“Song Seongju?”
It was a natural bottom line. Hwanya’s face hardened lightly.
But even for a moment, a calm voice flowed from Hwanya’s mouth.
“Master didn’t come.”
“hmm?”
“I have come as Master’s representative. I am the lord of the castle.”
The corner of Xian Liang’s lips twitched.
“Did you come as the lord of the castle?”
“exactly.”
Hwanya proudly opened her chest.
“I am the one and only successor of the Great Iron Blood Castle, and I am the one who will soon ascend to the throne. I am confident that there is nothing lacking in facing the head of the Heavenly Demon Church.”
It was great momentum.
At least at this moment, the solemn prayer flowing from Hwanya’s body was able to match that of a great master. To put it bluntly, Ma Dong-pil’s face, standing behind Seo-ryang, had an unexpected look on his face.
Interest piqued in the eyes of the lord.
“It is very different from back then. Looks like you tried a lot My achievements have increased quite a bit.”
Hwanya’s face brightened noticeably.
Although he was the one who gave him the spirit, he acknowledged the greatness of the devil called Xiliang. It felt so good when someone like that praised me.
Seo Liang smiled.
“Yes, his martial arts aren’t comparable to Seongju Song yet, but at least he seems to have prepared himself.”
“Thank you for watching.”
“Thank you? I’m just being honest.”
Ma Dong-pil looked at Seo-ryang, wondering inwardly.
From his point of view, the martial arts accomplished by Huanya were genuine. But surprisingly, Hwanya’s stoppage was ruined.
It was to the extent that it was considered a miracle that he achieved the present martial arts in such a state. However, it was also a martial art like a sandcastle that would not be strange if it collapsed at any time.
There is no way that the headmaster could not see what he sees through. But how can you say such a thing?
“I represent the lord… … . yeah, that’s good The era always wants a new wind. Now, shall we talk about the new era with me?”
Hwanya laughed out loud.
“Good. I wished for it.”
“Heh heh, he’s very hearty.”
A mischievous smile crept across the sage’s face.
“Today, this place will be a very pleasant place.”
