Login Murim Chapter 892
I have encountered many powerful enemies and fought countless battles, but this was the first time I had encountered anything like this.
To me and to everyone else.
“They’re saying they’re going to escalate the situation here”•… If this guess is true, they must be really crazy.”
Namho nodded to Jeokcheongang’s mumbling.
“It’s hard to believe, but to the enemies it is
It is the fastest shortcut,
That is correct.
There is nothing more certain in this world than cassock bread. At the end of a one-shot match where everything is at stake, the winner will survive and the loser will disappear.
The problem is that I don’t know what the source of the confidence our enemies have is.
‘What kind of confidence is this?’
It’s easy to say, it’s a one-shot game, this is a one-shot game
It is not a life-or-death situation that occurs frequently among the martial arts people.
It was sure to be a huge battle that put the fate of the great nation at stake, and at the same time a bloody battle that would stain the imperial capital with blood.
‘If we are defeated in this battle, the rebels will be eradicated at once, and Amcheon and the emperor will be able to completely take control of the entire country. But is that all it is?
Namho said earlier.
That is the fastest shortcut for the enemies.
But shortcuts aren’t always the best option. Because there is a good reason why people move along a certain path.
The main street (大路) is wide and straight. Even if you have to detour a bit, you can get to your destination comfortably and easily.
However, the shortcut is narrow and complicated. The unplowed ground is uneven, and sometimes you have to pass through dark alleys filled with odors and danger.
‘Nevertheless, the enemies chose the latter. Even using me as bait.’
Although it is for the sake of the big picture, this series of choices can feel reckless.
The reason they didn’t stop me, who had already blocked Darkcheon’s path several times, and the reason they bothered to increase the difficulty level of a battle that must be won.
And it wasn’t just me who had this thought.
“Why?”
Jeokcheongang got up from his seat and walked around, muttering to himself.
“Even if you don’t know that Nobu is in the imperial palace, if you already know what’s going on in Nanman, it’s worth keeping in mind.”
Amcheon’s information network is vast. There is no way that Xiao Qiao or the emperor could not have heard about the fact that Ma Sambo also knew.
I don’t know, but they probably also got the same information.
In the process of defeating Namcheonmahu, the Fire King Jeokcheongang intervened and left Namman with me.
Still, he let me go.
It’s as if the existence of a predator called the Fire King is not in mind at all. Even if that predator were to enter this battle, there would be no problem in winning or losing.
‘This… is definitely strange.’
No, it’s not just strange, it’s suspicious.
I can understand this on the premise that I am already immature and have received some kind of instructions from the Lord of Heaven. But what about Jeokcheon River?
He was already at the peak of the Ten Kings (十 Dynasty) during the Great War, and is a monster among monsters who is evaluated to have been on par with Samsung (De Star) if he had entered the war a little earlier.
‘If the blood vessel had not had its mysterious recovery power, it would have died instantly several times, and during the Sicheon Blood Death, it faced the Seocheon Demon Army with a body that had just gotten rid of poisoning.’
Of course, the most recent opponent, Namcheonma Hu, is an exception.
Because of the magical power flowing from the [Crack], he became half a monster, and because he burned his original spirit, he showed inaction that was beyond human.
But you don’t even take that kind of red river into consideration?
‘Damn.’
I looked into space with sunken eyes and thought.
If you think about it deeply, there is a strange thing
Not two situations.
There is definitely something there.
There’s something I don’t know yet. An unknown secret.
And I knew one person who could give some sort of solution to this question.
“Masambo.”
At the name that suddenly slipped from between his lips, Namho nodded as if he had figured it out.
“Are you planning on going to see him?”
“yes. I guess if it’s him
“I feel like I might know more about the situation.”
“Yes, your classmate’s Byeongpil Taegam is famous for being resourceful, so you can do that. So, he has been serving as the de facto head of the alumni for the past ten years.”
As I mentioned Masambo, a thought suddenly occurred to me.
I brought up a story that had been put on the back burner for a while.
“Have you ever collected information about your classmates at Eunyeonggak? “Not just alumni, but anything related to the imperial family.”
“I don’t know the details because I am confined to the south of the country day and night, but I heard that it was like that in the past.” “Past ramen?”
“It’s been longer than I thought. Because that was around the time of the Great War*“… It’s already been nearly fifty years. “Time flies so fast.” Fifty years.
It’s almost half a century.
As time passes, rivers, mountains, and people grow old.
Namho, one of the many people caught up in the flow, patted his back and continued speaking.
“When the demonic cults swept into the central plains, the Murim Alliance was born, and in the process, Eunyeonggak was also established. Where do you think we reached out first?”
“no way?”
Namho grinned as he watched me hesitate.
“That’s exactly the place I’m thinking about right now. Yes, it was the imperial family.”
“To put it simply, if you look at the situation, it was as if a large army of about 100,000 people had invaded from a foreign power. Moreover, unlike the midfield, they had a perfect focal point.”
“Then it’s the Heavenly Demon, that bastard.” Namho nodded towards Jeokcheongang, who suddenly intervened.
“The problem is, isn’t that bastard a de facto king, or rather a god?”
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This is why the war between political and political powers was so fierce and ended so quickly.
Unlike the martial arts faction, which each had its own monk and head, there was only one person involved in the magic arts. They absolutely obeyed the will of their religious leader, the Heavenly Demon.
It is not for nothing that there is a story going around that if the political faction had not had a new focal point called Martial God, and if the symbolic leaders of the political faction, including Samseong and the Ten Kings, had not been active, it would have already become a world of magic.
And in order to drive out the Heavenly Demon and the Hundred Thousand Demons, the Murim Alliance would have needed a strong ally.
“So you reached out to the imperial family? “Let’s drive out the Heavenly Demon together?”
“It did. If a great country helps us
“Everything would have been much easier,” Namho added in a bitter tone.
“Of course, the imperial family just waited and spit it out.”
At this point, I became so curious that I couldn’t help but ask more questions.
Although it was a little different from the purpose of the first mention, I wanted to know why the imperial family did not intervene in the huge battle that took place all over the world during the Great War.
“Why were you rejected? “If 100,000 demonic cultists had invaded the central plains, it would have been enough for the imperial family to step forward.”
“I heard that the Emperor at the time was directly opposed to it.”
“The Emperor?”
“okay. Several ministers filed appeals, but the young emperor, who had just ascended the throne, turned a deaf ear to them. “The reason was that it was less than twenty years since the great nation was established, so we had to take care of the people’s livelihood.”
At Namho’s words, Jeokcheongang snorted and opened his mouth.
“Of course it’s plausible bullshit.”
“Senior Noh’s words are correct. The people are too lazy to mobilize troops again.
“I could see the damage, and it was burdensome to handle the damage, so I trusted the shield of the right faction, the Murim faction, and just watched the ritual and ate rice cake and slept.”
“It was a stupid and indecisive idea. “If the Demon Cult was victorious in the Great Demon War, then it was the imperial family’s turn.”
“The same assumption was made within Eunyeonggak. Since Cheonma was a strong and ambitious person, he would eventually overthrow a great nation and emerge as a religious nation.
But as has always been the case, history is not determined by results.
Namho shook his head and continued speaking to me.
“After that, everything is as known. Because Cheonma was also reluctant to involve the imperial family, he marched deep into the central plains without disturbing the civilians as much as possible, and after a great battle that lasted for over ten years, the political faction miraculously won.”
“Is that the end?”
“Then that’s the end. What else is there? Oh, if I had to add, there are a few unknown stories. “The indecisive young emperor, who was simply afraid of war, became a saint who protected his people in another war, and made Dongchang and Geumuiwi monitor the Murim people even more thoroughly?”
“That’s it. In a way, it was natural that he almost got burned by Kang-ho’s incident, but after that, Eunyounggak was unable to dispatch agents to the imperial capital. “If we are discovered by the imperial family, then we will have to go to war with the Great Powers instead of the Demon Cult.”
After hearing a story from the past that was not known to the world, I, and the members of Hwaryongak including myself, were silent for a moment.
Even Taesan, who was quietly slaughtering the five-hyang-jang-yuk, was blinking, so there was no room to deny that it was an amazing story.
“Why are you telling me this now?”
“It’s a story from the past. “We’re too busy just looking at the present, so there’s no need to bring up old, outdated things, right?”
Namho, who shrugged his shoulders, suddenly frowned.
“But how did this story end up here? “What was the question you asked in the first place?”
“I asked if Eunyeonggak had ever collected information about classmates. “You don’t have to be a classmate to talk about the imperial family or something like that.”
“Oh yeah. It did. But why is that happening all of a sudden?”
“The only difference is that I realized something a little uncomfortable about a few hours ago.”
“A disturbing fact? “Is it related to your classmate?”
“yes. To be exact, it is Masambo Ma Taegam.” “If the underside is uncomfortable, you have to clean it with your bare hands.” Let me tell you
“It is.”
Jeokcheon-gang’s eyes shine as he solemnly says dirty words without any need. I slowly opened my mouth amidst the gazes surrounding me.
“Are there any martial artists that Masambo can personally bring in?”
“If you are a martial artist. Which sect are you talking about?”
“I’m not sure which sect it is. “They are not as ordinary martial people as you might think.”
“What does that mean?”
“Those martial arts people can kill.”
That moment. The attention of the people who were focused on me split into two directions.
One side is towards Sima Biao.
The other side is towards God.
And after a very brief silence, the two people, young and old, spoke one after another.
“Why, why are you looking at me like that? “I am a good Sima Oedo.”
“I got off that floor a long time ago. Ah, no, Master…
Is it an expression used in times like this that a thief is going numb?