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Benevolent, surrounded by blood-red mist.
Ganghancheoldo, Gangneunghado, Handobaekdo.
Elder Il, who appeared late in the Blood Demon War.
“… … .”
He just stared at Iroun’s back with a blank expression.
I saw it with my own eyes, but I still can’t understand what happened.
Who is the bloodsuperman?
He was the first in several generations to inherit the Blood Demonic Arts and reach its peak.
The future of the Blood Cult was at stake, and he was the best within the Blood Cult.
But Hyeolsu Baek lost without being able to do anything.
“… … .”
Moreover, that last one.
‘Blood horse.’
Instead, he acknowledged the benefit and fell down laughing.
“… Am I dreaming?”
Kang Han-cheol muttered to himself.
He brought the benefit to the Blood King.
But I never expected this outcome.
“Miss, no, priestess.”
I realized that there was no future for the current blood sect.
The elders of the Blood Cult believed that everything would end when the Blood Demon God was completed.
‘My current power is more than two-handed!’
So I have no choice but to say something like that.
They knew nothing.
Stagnant and rotting, they couldn’t even accept the changing world.
Two handed?
Kang Hyeon-cheol wasn’t sure whether Hyeol Soo-baek would be able to reach there even if he completed the Blood Demon God.
That’s why I stood on the side of the beneficial.
Kang Eun-ha’s choice was a choice, but Kang Han-cheol’s will was also involved.
‘The current blood sect must change.’
Even though it was obvious that they would be defeated, they hoped that their sacrifice would help the Blood Cult gain new insight.
If the priestess’s choice is right… .
‘I did think there might be a miracle.’
But that’s literally a miracle.
The realm of the gods, beyond what humans can achieve.
Kang Han-cheol looked at Lee Ro-woon.
“I see.”
It’s a miracle.
“He is a true blood horse. Left Guardian.”
Kang Eun-ha said, looking at Lee Ro-woon’s back with a stern face.
She didn’t look like her usual granddaughter.
“The blood horse is….”
“I know.”
Kang Han-cheol said, suppressing his emotions that were surging beyond recognition.
“He is the god of blood cult.”
A god who can perform miracles.
Damn it.
The still, unmoving Iroun took a step forward.
Damn it.
Kang Han-cheol and Kang Eun-ha followed behind him as he moved.
Damn it.
Han Do-baek, who had been lying down, got up and followed him.
Damn it.
Elder Il, the Blood Sword Master and the Blood Sword Captain followed behind.
Towering.
The beneficial thing stopped.
It was the highest staircase leading to the Blood Demon War.
“… … .”
There was a suffocating silence down those stairs.
The Black Sword Squad, the Dark Blood Squad, the Blood Sword Squad that faced them, as well as the warriors and blood cultists in the Blood Demon Palace.
Before I knew it, all the Blood Cultists in the Blood King’s Castle had gathered at the bottom of the stairs.
“Tsk.”
Lee Ro-un clicked his tongue as he looked at them.
In fact, they have nothing to do with me.
Rather, the inhabitants of Eun are nothing more than enemies to the inhabitants of Earth, Iroun.
‘Poor thing.’
But Master Muwang’s voice continues to linger in my head.
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At first, you might have thought that these people had nothing to do with you.
Because the Masters contained chaos within themselves and tried to prevent further destruction by killing or sealing themselves.
But the thoughts of those teachers had changed without them even realizing it.
‘I’ll live.’
The teachers sacrificed themselves to give me another chance.
An opportunity that isn’t really needed.
As I have known my teachers over the course of a hundred years, my teachers have known me as well.
So it must have been from then.
‘When you get back, take care of those poor things.’
He said that he would give them more power.
It would be more sincere than surrendering the puppy you were raising.
But I guess you don’t want to be a burden.
I guess you wanted me to figure it out again.
They are them.
They were the one pillar left behind by Master Muwang.
But they were things that would eat dirt and perish.
“Blood Demon Heaven! Blood Demon Angbok!”
“Blood Demon Thousand Years-!”
“Blood demon rises!”
Those who were crying and rubbing their whole bodies on the ground were what the Master had left behind.
Those who waited and waited for thousands of years while the Master was away from them.
‘Poor thing.’
So, can we just sit back and watch?
They were broken and burned after waiting for too long.
Just as he had been in the Volcano Guild Corpse Disposal Site, they were all burnt ash.
But just as he had kindled the flame of revenge, they would barely survive by kindling the flame of their anticipation for the Blood Demon.
‘I should show you.’
As a disciple of the Master, I can at least give a little bit of compensation for the wait.
Swaaaah-!
The drops of blood that were gushing out from Iroun’s body were spreading out, forming an even thicker mist.
‘Tongue, Blood Demon!’
I remembered the voice that Kang Eun-ha had shouted while looking at the blood bag that was being used for the reverse blood.
They say that they have been waiting for a long time for the completion of the blood horse, but Iroun didn’t know anything about it.
But I found the answer in Kang Eun-ha’s reaction.
‘True blood.’
The final stage of the Blood Demon God Art.
This is what happens when you use the Blood Demon God skill with all your might at the end.
Gulp.
Tears of blood flowed from Lee Ro-woon’s eyes.
“Tongue, Blood Demon Heaven-!”
Bloody tears flowed down his torn body and arms in the battle with the Bloodthirsty, like a pattern.
“Tongue, blood horse… .”
The fog became thicker.
It seemed to draw some kind of shape.
“Blood demon angbooooooo!”
Blood asura.
The bloody demon was the true identity of the Blood Demon God that the Blood Cultists had been waiting for for so many years.
* * *
“Blood Demon Heaven! Blood Demon Angbok!”
The surviving elders and the left guardians were prostrating themselves and trembling.
It wasn’t fear.
Emotions like excitement and awe.
“I told you not to do that.”
As Lee Ro-woon spoke irritably, Kang Han-cheol trembled even more violently.
“That, that can’t be! I will lower myself to the arrival of the true Blood Demon God….”
“Ha. I said I’m a blood horse.”
“That’s why…!”
“Are you a blood demon?”
“… … .”
Lee Ro-un took an irritated step forward.
“Isn’t it a religion? The Blood Horse is a god.”
“That is a fair point.”
“Then can I disobey God when he speaks?”
Shudder.
As if it was something he had never thought of, not only Kang Han-cheol but also Elder Il, who had been giving off a heavy atmosphere, trembled.
“But the law….”
“What is the law?”
“These are the words that the Blood Demon God has passed on to the Blood Cultists to keep in mind.”
Kang Eun-ha, the priestess, was the only one who got up and approached I-ro-un and spoke.
“Therefore, it is a discipline that must be observed above all else and comes before anything else.”
“okay?”
Lee Ro-woon smiled as if he found Kang Eun-ha funny.
“I’m a blood demon?”
“……that….”
“So what I’m saying is the law?”
“That, that’s right… that’s right.”
Lee Ro-un said again.
“wake up.”
Bam!
Fortunately, this time, all those who had fallen down got up.
Since Yirun spoke about the law, he realized that if he continued to argue, it would actually be a sin.
“Useless things later. This is….”
Lee Ro-woon stood in front of the fallen bloodsu-baek.
A guy who had all his blood and stamina sucked out by the Blood Demon.
As he had said he would spare his life, Iroun spared the guy.
The evidence is her slightly swollen chest, but… .
“Tsk.”
Bloodthirsty was no longer alive.
‘You see that?’
While fighting with Blood Demon Absorb, a part of the guy’s soul seeped into him.
Originally, the Blood Demonic Power did not have such a function, but the Blood Demonic Power, especially the Blood Demonic Power that was reestablished by King Mu, had the property of absorbing even souls depending on the situation.
That is why the soul that has been penetrated saw what it should not have seen.
The deepest abyss of benefit, and the chaos that resides within it.
“What a pity. I was trying to find those guys too.”
“If it’s Cheon Ga Ra… .”
You probably didn’t know.
“Hey. Aren’t you the youngest son of the Blood Cult Leader?”
“… … ! How can that be… !”
Iroun placed his index finger on the forehead of the fallen bloodsuperman.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
At that moment, an eerie and unpleasant noise echoed from Hyeolsu Baek’s entire body.
My bones are twisted.
The skin expands and contracts repeatedly.
“This is…!”
There was no way that the experienced Kang Hyeon-cheol could not have recognized what it was.
“The art of transformation!”
In other words, it is called disguise.
Something like the face mask that Kang Eun-ha wore when they first met.
But in the world of silver, reverse magic had a completely different meaning.
A type of martial arts that allows you to become a completely different person.
“That’s ridiculous! If you used reverse magic, there’s no way we wouldn’t have noticed! Especially since the previous Blood Cult Leader didn’t even have a clue…”
Kang Han-cheol’s words are correct.
The use of unmanned combat requires internal energy.
Most reverse magic techniques, except those that were performed at the state of a state of shock or a state of dismemberment, were easily noticeable to the eyes of experts.
A strange foreign feeling is felt on the skin, and a peculiar foreign feeling is felt in the bone joints as well because it has left the original skeleton.
Bloodsu Baek has been using reverse magic since childhood, and has never been caught until now.
As Kang Han-cheol said, that is impossible.
“It is possible.”
Except for one thing.
“There is a martial art that allows you to change your body at will.”
“… … !”
The pupils dilate as if they noticed something.
“Cheonma… .”
“Cheonma Shingong. Or is that also Cheonma Gong?”
They were so surprised by Yi-ro-un’s words that they just stared blankly and kept their lips shut.
“Well, let’s talk about this later.”
Lee Ro-woon said this while looking at the priestess, Kang Eun-ha.
“Manhyeolmot. Is it still there? It can’t be gone, considering the blood vessels are connected.”
“Here it is.”
Kang Eun-ha, who came to her senses late, said.
* * *
Blood Demon Palace, Blood Demon War.
There was a passage leading underground to a place where only blood demons could reside.
The endless staircase leading to the basement had pearls embedded in the walls.
It was said that the night pearl was more valuable than gold of the same size, so the fact that the failing Blood Cult had not yet sold it was because this place was that important to the Blood Cult.
‘No way.’
The reason why I haven’t sold the night liquor yet is simple.
‘Because I don’t have money.’
It was also the case in silver that a pearl of the same size was worth the same as gold.
The destruction of the world, and the invasion.
The only things that could shed light on silver were torches and lanterns, but not anymore.
If you think about it, you can buy one magic lamp for just a few hundred thousand won.
Anyway, Lee Ro-un was going down the stairs with Kang Eun-ha.
But there was something else, indeed.
‘Full bet.’
The space is filled with pure energy.
Of course, from the perspective of the sect, it would be an extremely serious and magical experience, but for the blood sect members, just coming here would make them feel like their whole body was being purified.
“We have arrived.”
Lee Ro-woon nodded at Kang Eun-ha’s words.
A spacious cave.
There was a pond in it.
You may ask what’s so strange about having a pond inside a cave.
But that pond.
Clank.
Wouldn’t it be quite mysterious if there was a pond made entirely of blood?
Blood also rots.
However, with the advantage of being a cave and managed with special secret techniques passed down through the blood sect, this pond would always be kept fresh.
“It’s a bloodless lake.”
A pond created by the blood of ten thousand people.
But in reality, there was a lot more blood pooled there.
“Blood cult members are born with the blessing of the Blood Demon. They also receive the blood power from the time they can walk. The blood that gathers in the Manhyeol Pond is….”
“It must be the blood of all the Blood Cultists in the Blood Kingdom.”
“Yes.”
The blood of all blood cultists.
“Originally, it was the rule that the Blood Lord who had officially ascended to the throne would come here to receive blessings, but the Blood Demon… no, the Blood Demon God is qualified.”
When you become the original blood sect leader, you come here and sprinkle your blood to announce that you have become the blood sect leader.
It was a ritual that the blood sect had as a religious color.
But that consciousness brings nothing.
Even if you sprinkle the blood of the Blood Lord, or rather the Blood Demon, on the Manhyeol Pond, nothing will change.
“Priest.”
Lee Ro-woon looked back at Kang Eun-ha and smiled faintly.
“Do you know why the Blood Horse is called the god of the Blood Cultists?”
“that….”
I can recite by heart what is written in the scriptures of the Blood Sect.
But that’s not what Lee Ro-un is saying now.
“Didn’t you say that earlier? Controlling the blood vessels… .”
“You still don’t know what that means.”
Iroun slowly approached Manhyeol Pond and spoke with a smile.
“I’ll show you. Why the Blood Demon is your god.”
And that will be the second gift to the Blood Cultists who have endured the long wait.
