Duke’s Quadruplets Are All Overpowered Chapter 373

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From the moment I entered the Kunlun Mountains, I had a pursuer. They didn’t attack head on. They lured him somewhere using memorization and traps and led him somewhere. The intention was obvious to me, but I was deceived.

The place we arrived at after chasing the attacker was the deep peak of the Kunlun Mountains. Kunlun Mountain, which is called the land of immortals because it is wider and more powerful than any other mountain in the martial arts world, has many dragon veins where the energy of the earth gathers, and perhaps because of this, there are many places where mysterious phenomena occur.

At first glance, it seemed like a narrow mountain peak, but as you climbed the ridge, a vast plain suddenly unfolded. Kangwoo’s steps that were chasing me slowed down and then became faster. I looked around the plain with a calm face. It was literally Moorim who came to kill me. The nine most powerful forces of the Sokcheon Alliance, known as the Nine-Fail-Il-Bang, and the Shaolin monks of the North Wurim welcomed me with ferocious energy.

The number of warriors alone is in the hundreds, and even if you exclude the miscellaneous people who come to pick up a piece of soybean paste, the number of masters who have reached Hwagyeong is roughly over twenty.

In particular, the leading figures from each faction had heard stories from Lanista.

The leader of the beggars, Elder Hong Cheogae.

I am a trainee of Tagubeopbeop, which can be said to be the first martial art I learned, and Hangryongsip8jang.

Jang Sanbu, the shaman sword king who is a shamanist and holds the title of sword king.

A young member of the Hwasan faction. Seonho-chung, a divine majestic swordsman, who is said to have the most outstanding qualities of his time and is comparable to Jang San-bu. He is a former leader and the highest elder of the Hwasan Sect, and there is no one who can follow him in terms of Taoism.

Mok Ja-ryeong, a common worker.

Jo Bong-du, the nobleman of the Haenam faction, Sagoksuwang.

Amipha’s return.

Udumbara of Shaolin-

In addition, prominent martial arts masters gathered together.

“Hyung Kangwoo.”

And I was very disappointed to see them.

Damn it, wasn’t the source of Lanista’s power ‘Murim’?

It became boring.

Even though I was clearly facing the martial arts power, I was bored and bothered, so I just thought I had to finish it quickly.

“When the battle starts, run away with all your might.”

They already-

Thanks to Lanista’s perfect imitation.

They were strong players that I had defeated once.

That was already a few years ago. To me, who had gone beyond the end of the world of fire and entered the state of a demi-god, and even gained the power of the devil to create a vessel for God, they were powerful people who had passed away and were like stains that could be easily erased.

“You can’t do that. Even beasts know grace, so why should they abandon you? “Huh!”

Kang-woo, who misunderstood my meaning, belatedly checked my expression and caught wind of it.

Since arriving in Wulin, I have never properly shown my strength.

Even though it seemed like an unconventional move to them, I responded passively in my own way.

There is no need for that anymore.

What I was afraid of was not finding the source of Lanista’s power. If the Moorim I had hoped for was this much of a mess, there was no need for me to go against time and space to come here. Now the purpose was clear. There is nothing to be gained from fighting them.

showed strength.

There are hundreds of them.

They couldn’t tell me what to do.

He walked briskly to the center of the enemy camp.

The first to step forward were the Shaolin monks.

However, it was different from what I expected.

“Udumbara 優曇婆羅.”

The monks turned their backs on me. They flapped their robes and made lotus flowers bloom, and their spiritual energy became a Buddha statue that protected me. When I stopped walking in an unexpected situation, an old monk in shabby clothes appeared among the neatly dressed monks and spoke.

“Ah, Tathagata! “Precious Master who followed the truth.”

There was someone who could see fate.

I know the author.

The one who awakened at the end.

A nameless monk.

It was an unknown monk.

I looked straight into his eyes. There is mercy in your eyes. There is a lotus flower. There is light and there is a way. It is a wisdom that humans cannot possess. It is an eye that sees the essence and a penetrating direct eye. The reason I thought that way was because I had the eyes of God. Interest went beyond common sense and notions. The nameless monk valued me only for his enlightenment. He will probably be caught up in a dimensional collapse in the near future and invade the ‘Devil World’, and he will meet me there. No, he had already met. This is a place where the past and twists intersect. Even though cause and effect were off, he realized it, and for that alone, he respected me. The unknown monk did not know his detailed story. I guess he just woke up.

As the Shaolin monk stood by my side and protected me, Sokcheonmaeng, who had been silent, became noisy.

“Ha, I don’t understand. “What are you doing?”

“Look, I just realized. dole.”

“dole? That’s funny! “How can Buddhist Shaolin side with the evil wicked?”

The first to shout was the leader of the Sokcheon Alliance, a man called Daesu Hyeopjon Yu Gwang-gun. He is not in my memory. He is a martial arts expert that Lanista did not tell about. The moment I saw him, I realized why. That guy smells like the ‘Hwahong Hunting Group’.

Starting with Yu Gwang-gun’s shout, fierce criticism from the Sokcheon Alliance masters continued. On the other hand, the Shaolin monks stayed by my side silently and accepted the harsh words. There was no wavering in their expressions. I watched the internal strife indifferently, but I couldn’t stand it any longer and opened my mouth.

“It seems like you’re misunderstanding something.”

Amid the screaming, my voice was as small as an ant.

However, everyone fell silent and all eyes were focused on me.

“This is not war. “I am grateful for the old monk’s help, but really, from the beginning.”

I shrugged my shoulders as I saw Kangwoo already leaving the ridge.

“You guys didn’t give a f*uck.”

Gwanghanjeon Hall.

The sun has disappeared.

The black moon has risen.

Containing confusion.

Sowing chaos.

erase the world

Even the worldly warriors who commanded the martial arts world.

Shaolin monks who possess divine power.

Everyone collapses and goes to sleep.

In order to survive, it loses consciousness and falls into a deep sleep.

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The only people standing on the plains of Kunlun were me and him.

After collecting all of Ajivika’s holy relics and becoming Raziel, his senses began to become distorted. The sense of the transcendent transcends people and allows one to accept everything with a more expanded sense. So, how does the sense of someone who has transcended the transcendent and ascended to godhood work? I felt worthless sometimes. At times, I felt so great that I was overwhelmed, but the exaltation did not last long. What they have in common is that their perspective on all things has changed. It’s a feeling that the pathetic coward Polestar would never feel. I did not want to discount this as arrogance. If I had to express it-

It is ‘nobility’.

God’s nobility.

I looked around. Everyone is down except for those I gave permission to.

The will embraced and the power manifested.

Just by revealing some of the power of God, he overpowered the martial arts faction’s masters in an instant.

There is no need to kill him. That is truly unnecessary consumption. Whether it’s emotion or power.

“ah… iced coffee… … .”

No matter what ending was imagined, the imagination of the leader of the Sokcheonmaeng and the reality that unfolded would have been completely different. There were no desperate bloody battles, no dying exploits, and no inner blindness that collapsed after being struck again. It was like they were dealing with heaven from the beginning. When Maengju realized that fact, he despaired. He collapses, unable to bear the futility. He slowly raised his head. When he saw me standing in front of him, he got scared and screamed.

“you are… Sangje’s official?”

“What do you mean?”

“… god.”

His voice trembled.

“Are you a god?”

I thought about it carefully and then said with a grin.

“Yes, it’s God.”

The leader’s expression looked like it was about to melt at any moment.

“You know the location of the remaining majors, right? “I believe you know.”

“… yes? yes! rain… Not urgent. I… Not everything, though. Some… … .”

“Hmm, where is it?”

He said, pointing beyond Kunlun Mountain.

“The most important level is the Demonic Bridge in the West Region. Beyond the Great Seal. There is no shortage of money there… … .”

“Okay, I’ll save you. “Please give me directions.”

“Thank you very much for your kindness… … .”

“But you will pay for bothering me.”

I cut off his neck and lifted only the head. Then he set fire to the bastard’s body and destroyed it.

Maengju, who did not immediately realize what had happened, cried out only after seeing his burning body.

“Kwaaah!”

“A mouth would be enough, wouldn’t it?”

* * *

Until we crossed the Kunlun Mountains, Kangwoo hesitated and did not speak to me.

That evening, I sighed and asked Kang-woo, who was looking around me hesitantly.

“What do you want to say, bro?”

“… … .”

Kang-woo, who returned after the Battle of Gwanghan, was shocked to see the fallen warriors.

I was even more horrified when I realized that he was not dead but had just been subdued.

And the words of Yu Gwang-gun, the leader of the Sokcheon Alliance from the Hwahong Hunting Group, who called me God, were enough to cause a fight.

I tried to clear up his misunderstanding.

“I’m not as great as you think.”

“god… … .”

“huh?”

“Aren’t you a god who came down from heaven?”

“No, not God.”

I scratched my head and then added.

“Of course, I know God.”

“Hi!”

“That god is actually my brother… done. “I should have explained it.”

From that day on, Kangwoo’s attitude towards me became more subtle. Since he taught me martial arts, he has been polite to me even if he is not condescending, but now he has started to treat me like a superior to the point where it is burdensome. He felt awkward at first, but as time went by, he felt much better. When will the Lanistas look up to me like this?

“Hyung, water.”

“I will come up.”

As I was showing off and telling people to run errands, I suddenly had a bad feeling.

Surely the memories won’t be inherited?

Probably not, no way.

* * *

“Is it here?”

[That’s right.]

“Guide me.”

[Yes, Heavenly Father.]

The leader, who had only his head left, obediently followed my instructions.

Before you know it, you have passed through the Great Western Desert and are the original enemy of the martial arts called ‘Magyo’. We have entered the territory of the demonic cultists, a powerful external force who once even conquered the martial arts world. Maengju looked at my eyes and then added.

[I… Lord Cheonjon. I am sorry that the character of a small person is so small, but will you really make me a body when this is over?]

“okay.”

Actually, it’s lame.

As the commander of the Hwahong Hunting Group, he performed the role of navigation excellently.

I felt like I had gone too far by weakening my mind and burning my body.

[From here on, I don’t even know the way.]

“It’s a gloomy place, Master.”

After passing the high cliff, a narrow gorge appeared.

It was similar to Kunkan’s Forbidden Canyon. Of course, there would be no dragons living deep in the canyon, but it was clear that a very sinister presence was lurking around. In a dark canyon that absorbs even the sunlight, a strange-looking monster sits in a nest on a cliff, glaring at us. What decorated the nest were bones. However, I did not see any animals on my way here. A chilling wind blew from the depths. The wind could not escape the canyon and echoed. It had an unpleasant smell, so it felt like I was walking into the mouth of a huge monster.

“Prepare for battle, brother.”

Two people are hiding behind a rock.

They were watching us and preparing a surprise attack.

The moment Kang-woo notices and pulls out his sword.

A black masked assassin attacked him.

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