I Became the Youngest Disciple of the Martial God Chapter 93

Episode 93

There is not just one leader of the Dark Church.

Even the priests do not know exactly how much they exist.

There is only one small religious leader that Juan knows: Evan Helvin.

– Harvest Evan Helvin.

Juan thought as he obeyed the leader’s orders.

The expression ‘harvest’ is truly timely.

Seeds of evil sown hundreds of years ago.

Only the religious leader can realize its germination, and harvesting is the role of the priest.

Of course, personally, the timing of revealing the magic was disappointing.

Badniker is one of the Church’s worst enemies.

The fact that a big man called a priest infiltrated such a hostile area and didn’t even get caught has significant implications.

In the great war that will come someday, it could be a secret weapon that will turn the situation around.

– That won’t happen.

However, the church briefly denied Juan’s prediction.

– No matter how long you stay in Badniker, they will never truly accept you.

– Master, what does that mean?

– This means that even the title of major criminal could have been a trap set by Badniker in the first place.

– … … .

Juan could not deny those words.

If you saw him up close, he was a man that would have been like anything else.

At least on the continent, he is the only one who treats the church as prey rather than enemies.

From then on, without hesitation, Juan gave up his regrets and decided to use this retreat as the venue for the birth of Sogyoju.

And when I finally saw Evan Helvin at the retreat… … .

Juan felt uncontrollable anger.

Evan Helvin’s level was miserable.

‘Really?’

Is this person really the successor to the cult leader?

Even though I know that what is revealed on the outside is a false personality, I am disappointed.

But what made Juan the most angry was when he saw Evan’s swordsmanship.

Raven, the arcane swordsman of the Helvin family.

The perfection was terrible.

It’s embarrassing to even call it swordsmanship.

Juan, of course, was aware that his true identity was that of a priest, but he was also somewhat positive about his position as a martial arts teacher.

At least, there is clearly a sense of pride and pride in being uneducated.

And from the perspective of a martial arts teacher, Evan’s martial arts was a problem that could never be ignored.

Feeling that his beloved Sojyoju had been defiled, Juan instantly forgot his duty as a priest and scolded Evan.

Since I won’t be using swords like that after I’m reborn anyway, it doesn’t really matter now.

“… … .”

Juan looked down at the forest.

Doctrine teacher Junian was as persistent as expected.

She thoroughly demonstrated why the Church finds the existence of the Heretic Questioner so annoying.

The others are Seren Goodspring, who is conserving her strength with her eyes closed and-.

‘… Luan Badniker?’

It’s unexpected.

Among the spirits, I expected that if there was one person standing until the end, it would be either Charon or Hector.

Of course, excellent skills do not necessarily lead to survival.

Survival in this situation is half dependent on luck.

If an excellent young leader had joined from the beginning, it would not be unreasonable for him to still be alive.

in other words.

The sight of Luan Badniker fighting dozens of demons was clearly a sight far beyond Juan’s expectations.

– I have my eye on Luan Badniker.

– Keep this in mind. The Great Warrior of the Plains does not tell lies when evaluating warriors.

The words of the hunting teacher who had already died suddenly came to mind.

‘Did I see it wrong?’

Juan had never thought deeply about the leader named Luan.

Of course, I know that he is not as incorrigible as the rumors say.

I know, but the level of spirituality gathered at this retreat was too high to pay attention to that.

Among the Young Islands, if there are people to watch out for, it’s Charon and Hector, and if I had to name one more, it’s Seren.

The remaining Youngdos are still immature to be called enemies.

That thinking has now changed.

Luan Badniker doesn’t fall down.

At some point, Luan began to perform as well as Junian and better than Junian.

He began using not only his fists but also a sword, and his miscellaneous sword skills gradually became established.

And when the sight of Luan slaughtering the demon was overlapped with Sangvis Ball… … .

‘… … .’

Juan decided to stop watching.

Those who are still alive.

I thought that their despair would be of great help not only in the birth of Sogyoju, but also in the strengthening of Angsin.

This is why I ignored Seren even though I knew he was up to some kind of trick.

But only three,

Excluding Seren, who didn’t actually participate in the battle, he couldn’t even kill two people.

This is clearly an abnormal situation, and there should not be the slightest error in the ceremony of descending the evil spirit.

After Juan made his decision, he immediately focused his attack on Luan.

Clap.

He directly used his powers to cut off Luan’s right arm.

‘I was thinking of taking my life.’

However, I know how important one arm is to a warrior.

The delicate balance collapsed, and soon Luan’s body was completely buried among the demons.

Hearing the sound of meat being crushed, Juan turned his attention to the next target.

Seren Good Spring.

It may not be possible to reverse the current situation with nothing more than a level of protection, but if you are part of Good Spring, it is right to be on guard.

‘The use of power should be avoided as much as possible… … .’

Even if you overdo it a little, it would be better to be sure.

Tsuzzzz… … .

A dark energy wave shot out from Juan’s hand and hit Seren’s defenseless body directly.

Quang!

Seren flew like a doll whose strings had been cut, crashed into a giant tree, and fell down.

But Juan felt that Seren was still alive.

A little stronger this time.

“pontiff-!”

Juan stopped at the loud shout.

And then he turned his head with a shocked look on his face.

Luan Badniker was glaring at us with burning eyes.

Is my forehead broken?

His face was soaked with fatigue, and thick blood was still dripping from one of his arms.

Luan was tearing the devil apart with that look, and even her eyes were fixed on Juan as if they were nails.

“Are you calculating who to eliminate first? “Are the Goodspring bloodlines and the dying Inquisitors the greatest threat to you?”

Luan chuckled and roared.

“Look at yourself! “Who do you see as your greatest enemy on this battlefield?”

Juan felt goosebumps rising on his forearms.

‘Badniker’s blood.’

Iron Blood Ball.

I can’t even remember how many times I was overwhelmed by the man’s prayers.

Church members who witness Iron Blood Ball on the battlefield are sometimes turned into scraps.

At the very least, it will no longer be able to be mobilized for operations related to Badniker.

To say that it is cruel is not enough.

Fear enough to dull even one’s faith.

Priest Juan knows.

Considering the original meaning of the word hunter, the only person in the empire qualified to be called a ‘demon hunter’ is Sanghyeolgong.

Luan is now making an obvious provocation.

The intention is to attract attention in order to save those who are still alive.

Know.

I know, but… … .

‘I’ll accept it.’

Juan willingly responded to the provocation.

If this bud is not crushed here, Luan Badniker will definitely become a great enemy of the church in the future.

fault.

Juan landed on the ground.

Although it is one of the church’s top secrets, priests during the ritual cannot use as much power as usual.

At most, only about 30% of the force is allowed.

That alone is not enough.

Tsuzzzz… … !

So Juan concentrated his power and created a spear that seemed to be tempered with darkness.

Is it because I overdid it a bit?

I forced myself to swallow the blood that rose up in an instant.

Suddenly, black sparks flew out of the pitch-black window, and even at that moment, Luan was smiling.

Deeply… … !

And Juan saw a blade sticking out of his chest.

The blood I had barely swallowed flowed back with a strong force.

“Cough… … !”

I forced myself to turn my head and look behind me.

I saw a knight wearing a bloody helmet.

However, the face beneath the helmet was one I had never seen before, at least not during the retreat.

This man… … .

“Luke… Badknicker… … .”

“… “Such a cowardly surprise attack would be a blemish on the knight’s honor.”

Luke said with an expressionless face.

“f*ck you if you can kill the priest.”

* * *

I didn’t realize Luke Badnicker’s existence from the beginning.

This man hid his presence so well that it fooled even my white-faced senses, but at this point, I felt like an assassin rather than a knight.

[Do you need help?]

Right after the arm was cut off, Luke’s voice was heard.

It’s probably not magic, is it divine protection?

[Don’t show off and just answer with your head. Do you need help?]

“… … .”

[If I can hold out just a little longer, I can definitely kill the priest. Not now. The success rate is still only half.]

Even if you hit it well, it’s only half.

The opponent is now above the night sky.

No matter how good you are at hiding your presence, you have no choice but to be revealed in the sky without any cover.

I shook my head.

[…] is it. Don’t die.]

Luke answered in a short voice.

I shouted on purpose to get the other person’s attention.

And then Juan’s eyes were drawn to me, and the moment I finally set foot on the land… … .

Luke’s sword pierced the priest’s heart.

The moment Juan’s eyes widened, the black figure that appeared next hit Luke’s body hard.

Luke quickly drew his sword and defended himself, but was unable to absorb all of the impact and flew away.

‘Is that the devil’s divine punishment?’

I will be honest.

It’s a speed I can’t cope with right now.

Even if you catch it with the naked eye, your body will turn into a mushy mess without being able to react.

“Tsk… … .”

Juan used his hands to close the wound on his heart, but it is like trying to close a collapsed dam with both hands.

“As expected, the Devil’s intervention appears to occur from the moment you become aware of it.”

Luke woke up amid broken wood and dust.

Although blood was flowing from the corner of this man’s mouth, he had a satisfied smile on his face.

“If you were a demon, I wouldn’t be able to kill you just by bursting your heart, but that’s not true. “If he was that polluted, he wouldn’t have even set foot in the land of Bad Knicker.”

“… … .”

“The ritual ends here, priest. “The Demon King’s Descending has failed.”

Juan, who had been standing blankly, fell to his knees.

The sound of laughter flowing out.

Did he lose his mind due to the shock of having his plan thwarted?

That would be nice, but… … .

I have never seen a situation like this turn out well.

“عبدك المتواضع أعرض الجسد والروح… … .”

I was horrified by the sinister language I had heard for the first time in my life.

The priest covered in blood looked at the sky and shouted.

“Nine (Ahop) of despair!”

Luke and I have been running since Juan started chanting, but damn.

too far.

“Be strong in this land!”

And the world was immersed in pitch black.

fantasy,