#Episode 1027
There are people like that.
These are the ones that stand out like an awl sticking out of a pocket, like a reef standing tall in the middle of the sea, or like wild flowers in the wilderness.
And at this moment, the same person was approaching with a relaxed look, as if admiring the scenery.
Tap, tap, tap.
Gray hair swaying along the slowly advancing horse’s hooves.
The pupils of the middle-aged man, who had ordinary features that were neither too good nor too ugly, were slit vertically.
However, if there was a characteristic that made such a middle-aged man stand out, it was the blood-red eyes that were redder than flames and incomparably creepy.
“This is my first time seeing you like this. Nice to meet you, senior enemy.”
A polite title of senior and a voice filled with laughter.
It was right then.
The reason why Jeokcheongang’s pupils bulged out wide was when he saw the middle-aged man who stopped a dozen scenes away, or more precisely, the pupils that looked like those of a reptile.
“You can’t believe it… … .”
“Before, we couldn’t meet because we were both busy on our way. It’s truly a pity. If the senior had been there, he would have been alive and well by now. Isn’t that right?”
Old Yangcheon.
It is a name that I remember hearing from Jeokcheongang once.
The head of the Gooyang family, who was once said to have a power comparable to that of the Five Great Families, or rather, the last survivor.
The world called Ouyangcheon, who was exterminated by the Demon Cult and reborn as a revenge demon, King Chang, and the great warrior was discovered in a nameless field one day near the end of the Great Demon War.
It was divided into dozens of pieces, along with a spear that I had treated as an alter ego my entire life.
Not by a hundred or a thousand, but by just one person.
By a murderer who thirsted for blood more than anyone else in the Demonic Cult.
“Blood Sword Demon Lord… … .”
The middle-aged blood sword demon smiled brightly at the silent voice that came out without me knowing.
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Old age is a truly scary disease.
Like a thief hiding in the shadows late at night, he steals the memories in my head one by one.
Therefore, when I was staying at Guhwasan Mountain, I intentionally asked Jeokcheongang about old memories.
In order to delay his old age even a little. To slow down the curse of time even just a little.
All in all, it was a pretty good solution for both of us.
The old man who lived alone, who had never had anyone to talk to, recalled forgotten memories through countless conversations, and the young man who became the old man’s companion was able to acquire various information from the memories of Noh Kang-ho, who had lived for over 100 years. .
And among the information I obtained in that way, there was also information about a ghost who was currently looking at me and smiling.
“I’m happy about this. “You know me.”
My system does not have the ability to peek into other people’s minds.
But I could feel it instinctively, with my skin.
The Blood Sword Demon is not just saying it, but is truly happy that I know him.
Innocence like a child.
It was even more horrifying because it was such a pure emotion for a murderer who had accumulated a terrible blood campaign.
“Well, I did make a mistake before. “These friends here were also quite famous, but from the point of view of the Demonic Cult, they were only useful guests.”
One might feel insulted by the sight of the Blood Sword Demon Lord smiling and speaking, but the three elders of the Heavenly Mountains, who came back with him, only nodded with a stiff expression.
“Bae, you are right a hundred times, a thousand times.”
“How could we dare to come into contact with the demon army?”
“It is the honor of a lifetime to be able to serve the demon army despite my infinite shortcomings.”
I wanted to ask him how many times a day he brushed his teeth, as his skill in sucking the blood sword demon’s buttocks at the right time was unusual, but when I thought about it, it was a natural thing from the perspective of the Three Elders of the Heavenly Mountains.
Eating a diet of the fittest and the fittest, the strong over the strong.
Those who pursue strength more blatantly than anyone else are the so-called demons, and the blood and sword demon army was a great demon head that could not even be compared to the Three Elders of the Heavenly Mountains.
Naturally, in the public perception, Cheonsan Samno was also a hemp bean.
Ilshin’s inaction and the bad reputation accumulated through the Battle of Jeongma are enough to be called that.
However, as Jeokcheongang said directly to their faces a few moments ago, they were born like stray dogs.
They are just much more ferocious than other dogs and have sharp and strong teeth.
However, even among the group of crazy fanatics who had been on par with the martial arts world for over 1,000 years, it was impossible to compare them with the crazy dogs.
Of course, it seems that the crazy dog now serves another master.
“It’s a demon religion, shouldn’t you call it Shin religion?”
At the word I blurted out, the Blood Sword Demon Lord, who had been talking about the Three Elders of the Heavenly Mountains a while ago as an empty guest of the Demonic Cult, grinned.
“It already happened a long time ago. You ask knowingly. “Once again.”
“So, since I changed the leash, does the food come out on time?”
“Huh.”
The blood sword demon, with his eyes wide open, turned his head towards Jeokcheongang.
“Senior enemy. How did you train this disciple? No matter how different the paths we take, shouldn’t we be polite to each other? like me.”
Jeokcheongang calmly answered.
“I ordered it better than your mom and dad, so don’t worry.”
The Blood Sword Demon Army, who was staring blankly at Jeokcheongang, soon burst into laughter.
“this. “It’s just as rumored.”
“You are more than the rumors say. “It’s unfortunate that Nobu didn’t catch and kill him right away.”
“I know very well your fiery temperament. When you show up on the battlefield, useful guys die here and there, and the cult leader gets angry more than once.”
“Thanks to you, you must have had a hard time too. “Aren’t you the loyal dog that the Heavenly Demon kept closest and cherished?”
“I’m sorry to disappoint you, but you didn’t really have a hard time. “All you have to do is kill as many people as you die.”
The Blood Sword Demon continued speaking in a laughing voice.
“Heavenly poison, when that stupid old man died, the Haenam wave long seal wasn’t enough, so I had to bring the Chang King’s supplies, but what can I do? “I did it because I liked it.”
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“Heavenly poison? “Are you talking about the Heavenly Poison Demon Army?”
“Well, were there any other heavenly poisons besides that?”
The Heavenly Poison Demon is a nickname that I also know.
This is a wall that even the Poison King, the leader of the Demonic Cult who succeeded Cheonma, and the now-dead Taesang Family head of the Sacheon Dang Family, could not overcome.
One day, he encountered the disciples of the Volcanic Sect on the battlefield, and on that very day he met his end.
By someone who emits a purple sword so brilliant that it overshadows the sunset.
“Sword Saint (劍星), or should I call you Lord now? Anyway, I was deeply grateful to Mae Jong-hak. That old man, the way he usually looked at me was unusual. Fortunately, he died in time, so things turned out well.”
While I was silently watching the blood sword demon talking with excitement on his face, I narrowed my eyes at the last thing he added.
‘Thanks to you, things went well, huh?’
The loss of a master is a power vacuum.
In that sense, the death of the Heavenly Poison Demon Army would have been a huge blow to the Demonic Cult.
But to say something like that… … .
“It started from then. “I changed her leash.”
The Blood Sword Demon Lord frowned at the words I blurted out.
“It may be a bit harsh to say that the leash has been changed, but… … Well, think whatever you feel comfortable with.”
The fact that Dark Heaven appeared even before the end of the Great War was a well-known fact.
The great elder of the Taewonjin family, the Baeksang of the Nammanasugung Palace, and even the Dongcheon Demon Army, who was the emperor’s closest confidant.
If we go back in time, Amcheon was born from the beginning of the Jeongma War.
No, maybe… … .
‘The beginning of the Great War of the Holy Demons may have been caused by Dark Heaven.’
Feeling a momentary chill down my spine, I opened my mouth to the Blood Sword Demon Army.
“Since when?”
“Since when, I don’t know exactly what that means.”
“You guys, the Lord of Heaven has appeared.”
That moment.
Hahaha!
The wind blew, a storm of intense energy.
The pure white snow and frost that covered the ground, as well as the dirt and sand hidden inside, fluttered in all directions and quickly settled.
Passyuk.
A natural by-product slowly falling down, and beneath it was a blood sword demon looking at me with calm eyes.
“That’s rude. surely.”
The smile disappeared from the mouth and the voice rang softly.
In the voice of this guy who seemed calm at first glance, cold lava was flowing.
“It’s truly strange. Even though I understand it to some extent, I still can’t figure it out. Why did he… … .”
The Blood Sword Demon suddenly blurted his words and then smiled with a kind face.
“Well, there must be a reason for everything he does. As always. “I just wanted to confirm one thing.”
There was no need to ask again what.
The next moment, the Blood Sword Demon slowly raised his hand and continued speaking.
“Yeolhwa Shinryong, Jin Taekyeong. You are strong. So much so that I refuse to fight a bloody battle. So much so that I am concerned that I might commit the blasphemous act of defeating Him.”
see. I can hear it.
The eyes and voice of the Blood Sword Demon Army towards me.
I feel it at the same time.
The pure admiration contained within.
and… … .
There is a subtle killing energy hidden within it.
“I am impressed by your infinite potential and chivalry. “I’m sincere about this.”
“… … !”
“… … !”
“… … !”
It happened in an instant.
Me and Jeokcheon River. Finally, even Sima Pyo, who remained silent.
Although there may be differences in the order in which we rush across the ground and the passage of time, the earnestness contained within is probably the same.
Suddenly.
The dirt digs along the toes. The sand breaks down.
The energy that surged from the danjeon flowed into the muscles of the lower body, which were fully contracted, and soon exploded.
Quaaaang!
In a world that has slowed down, the landscape has changed.
We were shot out, erasing about a dozen spaces.
At this moment, Jeokcheonjiang and I were two rays of fierce flame, and Sima Biao was a silent wind.
And in the slow flow of time, three walls rose up to block the flames and the wind.
“Gal (喝)!”
There are three voices, one cry.
Cheonsan Samno.
The three madou of Heavenly Mountain, who were too powerful to be treated as mere stray dogs, burst out the anger and energy they had been holding in.
The natural success technique that they had developed for each other over a long period of time brought the three walls together and transformed them into one huge wall.
Quang!
A clash of unity that shakes heaven and earth.
And in the huge roar and wave of power that filled the short time that split the moment, the hand of the Blood Sword Demon Army that was pointing towards the sky finally fell.
Like countless blades waiting for only one command on the hill.
“True!”
Suddenly! Puff poop!
At the moment when over a thousand heads rolled down, I made eye contact with the Blood Sword Demon and felt the blood in my whole body turn cold.
The guy was laughing.