It was around noon when a group of people in black appeared on a small hill.
Okay.
Papapot!
At the light gesture of the man in front, dozens of people in black scattered everywhere.
To investigate what happened here and resolve it at the same time.
“The first guest has already arrived.”
The small man looked down at the scene unfolding at the bottom of the hill.
To be exact, the vast reed forest spread over a radius of about ten miles and the countless birds that filled the space between them.
“You must have been starving. “It must have been a very difficult journey.”
Cheonghae Lake, a few days away from here, is also a haven for migratory birds.
Despite the hardships of constantly flapping their wings over a distance of a thousand miles, the reason why a huge number of migratory birds come to Cheonghae Lake every year is because of the clean water and abundant food.
Of course, it’s all become a thing of the past now.
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As a wind filled with bitter cold suddenly swept through the reed forest, the migratory birds that were working hard to fill their hungry stomachs shivered.
The cold cannot be explained simply by being at a high altitude.
The noon sky, when the sun should be at its highest point, was already covered with pitch-black clouds, and the reed forest was frozen solid by unseasonable frost.
And this mysterious phenomenon of forgetting the seasons was not something that happened just yesterday or today.
Temperatures dropped, harsh cold prevailed day and night, and as a result, plants that did not receive enough sunlight did not show the freshness of the past.
On the other hand, there was a severe drought in one land, so it could only be seen as a prank by heaven and the harmony of ghosts.
Even more so when you consider that all of this has changed over a short period of time, just over a year.
But the man, Masambo, had different thoughts.
Sabak, Sabak.
The frost covering the ground crumbles as he walks slowly down the hill. Like the footprints engraved along with him, his thoughts also deepened.
‘It’s not just the harmony of ghosts. His power is close to that of the Heavenly God.’
The sky itself, the omnipotent God.
When Masambo thought of his master, the Lord of Heaven, he felt fear and respect rising from the depths of his heart.
An absolute being who not only threatens the world, but also changes the climate and revives the dead.
Masambo suddenly thought.
Can you really call such a person a human being like yourself?
And why did you share some of that incredible power with yourself, who had run away, abandoning even your teacher, who was your limb?
‘No, I am different from Master. I can be of greater help to Him in every way.’
Masambo repeated in his mind.
Although Dongcheon Demon Lord, whom he had served as a teacher his entire life, met a weak end, he said that he would be different.
I will be a great addition to the great plan of the universe and rule over a part of this world as His new limbs.
Caw.
Masambo suddenly woke up from his thoughts and smiled as he saw numerous eye lights shining towards him.
“It seems I interrupted the meal. “Don’t worry about it and just carry on.”
However, regardless of Masambo’s kind words, the numerous migratory birds that covered the reed forest let out sharp cries at this unexpected and uninvited guest.
With bloodshot eyes flashing.
And what was contained within it was a deadly force so intense that it could never be found in an ordinary flying animal.
“Wow, the change has already begun.”
Masambo clicked his tongue and looked at the migratory birds with curious eyes.
The beak was soaked in blood and the feathers and claws were thick and sharp like those of a wild beast.
And beneath those migratory birds, the dishes that adorned this sumptuous feast were lying there, giving off a deathly odor as terrible as its appearance.
“Anyway, his instincts are the problem.”
It was obvious enough to know what had happened.
Due to climate change, vegetation has already frozen to death, and animals and insects have long since disappeared.
Unable to find food due to this unexpected food shortage, many migratory birds would have left Cheonghae Lake and wandered around the area, and some of them would have finally been able to satisfy their hunger in the reed forests not far away.
It was none other than the blood and flesh of the monsters that had fallen, no different from dolls whose strings had been cut.
“Even though we needed to replenish power, it worked out just in time.”
Masambo smiled as he looked at the migratory birds that were slowly beginning to mutate.
Recently, a crazy guy called Daein started killing all the birds under his command at random, making surveillance difficult, but with this number of people, it was an unexpectedly great achievement.
Caw!
Of course, before that, an imprint is needed for the birds that have become violent after consuming the cursed blood and flesh.
“Now, from now on, I am your master.”
Sigh.
The moment when Masambo shook the trick he was holding in his hand.
Sssssssssssssshhhh!
Countless migratory birds rushing toward him with wild flapping of their wings turned in an instant and soared high into the sky.
As commanded by the dull yet eerie sound of bells that echoes along with the spirit’s movements.
And it wasn’t just birds that responded.
Sreuk, coo.
The knees that were bent, the waist that was stiff, and the eyes that were closed for the last time are half-open.
“You survived more than I thought.”
At that time, Masambo muttered softly while looking at the giant monsters growing up in various places in the wide reed forest. The people in black who had disappeared earlier came back and reported.
“All confirmed.”
“How was it?”
In response to Masambo’s question, one of the men in black politely held out something in his hand.
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Except that part of the face had been pecked away by birds, it was someone’s neck that had frozen into a natural expression without the slightest sense of discomfort, just as it was when alive.
Until just a few days ago, he was Masambo’s subordinate and their colleague.
“Most of the time it was like this.”
“This.”
Masambo’s eyes suddenly opened wide as he looked at the supply and demand.
He is both a magician and an expert whose inaction has reached its peak.
However, the sword marks remaining on the water supply were faint enough to send a chill down even Masambo’s spine.
“… … It is a killing sword. That too has reached its extreme.”
“That’s what you said.”
“There is a person called Muyeong (無影). “He was the best assassin raised by the imperial family of a great country, guarding the Emperor in darkness to the extent that even my former classmate could not know his exact identity.”
But even Muyoung cannot create sword marks of this magnitude.
Masambo was well aware of the fact, as he had obtained a dead body from Mu-yeong through persistent investigation and pursuit.
And suddenly, I remembered a person who remained in my memory.
A lame old man who was killed by Jin Tae-kyung a few months ago in the bloodbath that broke out in the main banquet hall.
‘Gyeyabu.’
The last descendant of the world’s greatest killer, Salcheonmun (殺天門), who is known to have already disappeared.
Why did he come to mind at this moment?
It didn’t take long for Masambo to find the answer to that question.
“Killing star… … .”
Yes, his existence explains everything.
In this vast reed forest, where a fierce battle must have taken place, there was not a single human corpse to be seen.
I wonder how so many monsters did not meet their second death when even the magicians were eliminated.
“It was finished quickly. “It pinpointed our weaknesses.”
Masambo muttered to himself and threw his subordinates far away.
Although he had the power as a gift from God, he was not able to raise everyone from death without any restrictions.
“I’m going back. “They should have left the Cheonghae by now, so they will hurry back and carry out the next order.”
Water already spilled.
Now that he had managed to control a considerable number of his troops and even gain new subordinates, Masambo turned around with his regrets behind him.
No, I tried to turn around.
“Haonde.”
Until one of the men in black hesitated and opened his mouth.
“one person. “I wish just one person well.”
“what?”
“We found one mutilated wrist, but other than that the body was nowhere to be found.”
“That means… … .”
“I think I was captured by them.”
“… … !”
Masambo distorted his face without realizing it.
I told you to be careful, but he wasn’t dead, he was captured alive.
But the anger and agitation he felt only lasted a moment.
They lost quite a few valuable subordinates and were even captured, but when viewed as a whole, they are nothing more than a side note.
Just as no one paid attention to a single detail, there wasn’t much information that Masambo gave them.
However, what bothered me a little was the subordinate’s backstory that immediately followed.
“The tricks they had were gone. “Everything.”
“… … “He wasn’t some kind of thief, but he took care of it frugally.”
Masambo frowned, lost in thought for a moment, then shook his head.
“No need to worry. “Even if they got the trick, there’s nothing they can do.”
Just as a villager cannot transform into a supreme expert overnight by acquiring a divine weapon, he had to undergo repeated training in order for the skill to be effective.
“Besides, if the captured guy betrayed us, the number he could control is only a few hundred.”
“Is that possible? We know him well. Loyalty to Boncheon is loyalty, but he can never be a person who betrays someone… … .”
At the sight of his subordinates protecting their captured colleague, Masambo burst into laughter without realizing it.
“something to do.”
“yes?”
“He will betray. No, we will definitely make it that way.”
Masambo added softly.
“If you’re that f*cking son of a bitch I know, definitely.”
With the face of a ‘f*cking son of a bitch’ suddenly flashing before his eyes, he reflexively fumbled in his arms.
At the same time, he remembered the words written on the note that Jin Tae-kyung had given him as an important secret drawer just a few months ago to deceive him.
No, to be precise, it was an unidentified symbol that even Masambo, who was well-versed in academics, could not recognize.
-You bastard.
Masambo gritted his teeth as he remembered that strange symbol whose meaning he still couldn’t figure out.
‘wait. ‘I’ll pay you back soon.’
His gaze, glaring towards the east, seemed to be directed at someone crossing Cheonghae Lake.