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“I am a heavenly horse. I am also a blood horse.”
Lee Ro-un, who said that, checked his physical condition by twirling his arms and lightly jumping around, asking what the problem was.
“… … .”
“… … .”
Those who saw such benefits stood with their mouths open, their faces indescribable.
“I thought there was nothing more surprising….”
Kang Han-cheol said, recalling the conversation he had just had with Jeong Chi-su.
“I can’t help but be surprised.”
The eyes of that strong man became sharp.
This isn’t a problem that can simply end with surprise.
It is more important than merging the world.
“Blood horse.”
Kang Han-cheol said, kneeling down.
It was an example that Lee Ro-woon had told him not to do.
“I dare to ask the blood demon, Kang Han-cheol.”
At that sight, Iroundo stopped turning his arm and looked at him.
“say.”
“Your Majesty the Blood Demon, are you also a Heavenly Demon?”
The Cheonmagyo and the Bloodmagyo.
The two have been fighting an irreconcilable battle for a long time.
The Heavenly Demon Cult has always wanted the Blood Demon Cult, and when it could not have them, it persecuted the Blood Demon Cult by force.
The grudge that had built up between us over the years was something that could not be erased.
I heard that even before Kang Han-cheol was born, the Cheonmagyo and Hyulmagyo sects were shedding endless blood.
“That’s right. I think we talked about it.”
Kang Han-cheol nodded at Lee Ro-woon’s words.
Indeed, I had heard a similar story from the priestess Kang Eun-ha.
-Is it a thousand or a thousand years?
-It doesn’t matter whether it’s the Cheonmagyo or the Bloodmagyo.
On the day of the arrival of the Blood Demon, he also spoke to the Blood Hundred.
-Are you a celestial being?
-I guess so. Then I won’t kill you. I have to find you too.
At the time, I didn’t know what it meant.
He said that he was only trying to punish the Cheonmagyo as a blood demon.
“It may be impossible, but I guess that kind of talk won’t work with the Blood Demon.”
Why did the Cheonmagyo want the Blood Demon Cult so much?
It was because of the blood magic used by the blood cultists.
However, Cheonmagyo did not succeed.
Those who practice blood magic and handle blood magic cannot learn the magic of the Heavenly Demon Church and handle the Heavenly Demon.
On the other hand, those who have the Heavenly Demon Weapon cannot learn the Blood Attack and cannot handle the Blood Demon Weapon.
That’s it, after all.
‘explosion.’
This was because two incompatible energies exploded inside the body, destroying the dantian and taking the life of the warrior.
No amount of research or new knowledge could connect the two.
This is something that was impossible even though Cheonmagyo studied the Yangsimgong by stealing it from shamans in the past.
‘The same goes for blood sugar levels.’
I know that he is a person of the Cheonmagyo sect due to his beneficial virtues, and that he holds the Cheonmagi.
But that’s only a very small amount.
Only traces of the Cheonmagi remained.
That’s why, even though he could become a blood demon through blood magic, he couldn’t handle the Heavenly Demon and Blood Demon skills at the same time.
How was that possible? That was not what I wanted to ask Yirun.
“What comes first?”
That’s what I wanted to ask.
“Your Majesty the Blood Horse.”
Kang Han-cheol opened his eyes wide and looked at Lee Ro-woon as he spoke.
“Is it a thousand horse or a blood horse?”
As a member of the Blood Cult, this is the most important issue.
A realistic problem rather than a question of “how?”
I wanted to ask him what was more important to him and what it started from.
“What a pointless question.”
The words of Iroun in response were cold.
“You shouldn’t have asked what came first.”
“… … I will listen to the end of school.”
“How?” I should have asked.
The question that Kang Han-cheol had not asked because he thought it was meaningless, but Lee Ro-woon was talking about it.
“The two are no different from the beginning.”
“… … ?”
“It is said that the Blood Horse and the Heavenly Horse were once one.”
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They are both one.
A history forgotten by the Blood Cult, a history that even the Silver Cult seems to have lost.
“Goddess.”
“… … !”
“Everything comes from one, the divine.”
It is a history that has been forgotten, but must be remembered.
“So don’t worry about the order. Don’t doubt it.”
Because nothing will change.
Kang Han-cheol’s shaking eyes began to settle.
“Your name.”
* * *
‘I was lucky.’
A method other than the originally planned method.
You could not say that it was hastily put together.
‘Stability verification is complete.’
After completing the Blood Demon God Art, Iroun continued to research and experiment to find ways to use it.
And when I was somewhat confident, I set out to find the wizard.
A method of transforming a blood demon, not a heavenly demon, into a heavenly demon and striking it.
fault.
I had to go through the last transformation of excruciating pain as a side effect.
The goal of Hwangoltaltae was to expel the toxins accumulated in the body, expand the blood vessels to facilitate the circulation of energy, and grow the muscles and bones to create a body more suitable for martial arts.
But, after undergoing two transformations, there was no more poison in his body.
The great skeleton of the keel bone was incomparable to the great skeleton of the keel bone.
“Oh my god. I don’t even want to think about it.”
Still, the final transformation was horrific.
Hammer iron to make a sword.
He himself became that iron.
In fact, it can’t be said to be a complete transformation.
“But it was less thanks to the keel delay.”
The only thing that helped was the bone support, which reduced the pain.
The only consolation is that the suffering was worth it.
‘Second cog.’
The teachings of the Masters are parts that bind together many things to become complete.
When one part is placed on top of another, there is bound to be a temporary mismatch between the two parts, weakening them.
But this time, the result of accumulating the Heavenly Demon God’s power in a new way.
Pot!
Fortunately, it seemed like there would be no weakening.
The two gears meshed perfectly.
Ta-tat!
Lee Ro-un is moving his body on the training ground.
Certainly, it was a lot different from the movements of Iroun, who could only walk as if he was oppressed somewhere.
Pot!
I try jumping and throwing my fist.
I finally got out of that stuffy state.
‘Let’s try a little more.’
Lee Ro-woon stopped quietly and took a stance.
His half-open eyes turned sharp and he slowly pulled his right arm.
“… … … !”
Several of the Blood Swordsmen guarding the training ground quickly turned their heads and looked at Iroun.
For a moment, the flow of air seemed to change.
Phew.
The air settles heavily.
In it, Iroun slowly stretched out his arm that had been pulled.
Phaaaat!
A refreshing and cool sound.
It was a moment when the Blood Swordsmen let out gasps without realizing it at the outstretched blow.
“uh?”
A voice like the last words bursting out of Iroun’s mouth.
Kwakwakwakwakwang!
Immediately afterwards, the space where Lee Ro-woon had extended his fist distorted and exploded.
The end of the shattered smokescreen and flying debris, and the outstretched fist.
The walls of the Blood Palace… .
Gurrrrrr!
It just collapsed.
If only that were all.
Hurrah!
A flame bursts forth from a broken wall.
The problem was that the walls of the Blood Palace were made of stone, not wood.
“… … !”
The power of fire to melt stone.
It was something that would only happen if someone as powerful as Kang Hyo-cheol’s King of Hell Fist were to use it.
Kkudddddddd.
An eerie noise rang out from the right arm of the man who had created the scene.
“Tongue, bloody horse!”
“Fuck.”
The right arm of Iroun.
Kwajijijik!
It was a mess, as if it was twisted and torn.
“It’s still too much.”
“Iroun said, supporting his dangling right arm with the other arm.
* * *
Unlike the Blood Demon God Art, which was divided into four stages, the Heavenly Demon God Art was divided into five stages.
A martial art that allows you to control your body more precisely and precisely, while also accelerating it.
Muscles and skin are constantly destroying and regenerating, emitting heat until they reach the end.
That heat was the stage that divided the realm of Cheonma Shingong.
‘One step, chlorination.’
It was a name given to those who trained in the Heavenly Demon Sword, as flames would shoot up when they used their martial arts skills, emitting red flames.
‘At this stage, Cheonghwa.’
This was the realm where Iroun was at now.
Because I completed the Cheonma Shingong while enduring the side effects, I skipped the salt stage.
Thanks to that, we have reached this stage, Cheonghwa, but it is not perfect.
“What kind of martial arts is this?”
“Iroun said irritably.
I know how great the teachings of the Masters are.
But that also caused some problems.
Taat.
It’s okay to move your body moderately now.
Crunch!
If he showed even the slightest sign of using martial arts, his body would not be able to endure it and would break down.
“… … .”
Although he was an elder, Domusung was a man of the highest rank who was recognized for his loyalty to the Blood Cult and his skills.
He was looking at Iroun with a blank expression and his mouth was wide open.
“Dog, I feel like opening my eyes.”
Domusung, who had committed a sin, apologized to Iroun and was put into a closed room.
He had briefly emerged due to the Armo merger incident, but had not yet been closed down again.
“How can such martial arts be possible… No, how can such a thing be possible… It seems that this is the end of martial arts.”
Domusung spoke with the utmost sincerity, without a single lie.
‘That’s right.’
Domusung’s assessment could be said to be accurate.
Iroun’s martial arts were movements that could not be called martial arts.
Extend your arm and throw a fist.
Such an ordinary movement.
But the crowd and the ignorance contained within were by no means something that a common man could understand.
‘Because it was made by the master.’
It is a martial art that contains all of the master’s enlightenment.
Not even a name.
“Is this the realm of the herblessed…?”
There is no herbivore.
That is, there is no form.
Anything that can be a lethal attack and at the same time an absolute defense.
That is why, now that it cannot even be named, only Iroun can use it.
“But it seems my body can’t bear it.”
The reality is that the body cannot keep up with enlightenment.
“It would be better to try using lower-level martial arts.”
Looking at Domusung who was speaking carefully, Lee Ro-woon said.
“I can’t use it.”
“yes?”
“If you put a bullet into the barrel of a tank’s gun, will it fire?”
Domusung had a look on his face as if he didn’t understand.
“If you put a grain of rice in a cannon and light it, it won’t fire.”
That’s the problem.
A realization so great that it imprints itself on the soul replaces any martial arts.
‘It seems like it would be possible only if it turns black, or at least white.’
In the end, I succeeded in practicing the Heavenly Demonic Art, but I still wasn’t able to use the martial arts properly.
It was the result of skipping all the steps and only accepting the essence of the masters.
But if not, it would have been impossible for them, the kings of the world, to learn their teachings in just a hundred years.
‘I have to get stronger.’
Some might say it’s enough now, but it wasn’t beneficial.
Because he has seen a glimpse of the world, he knows that he is still unable to do anything at his current level.
Moreover, if he were to have a life-or-death duel with that unlucky Black King, his odds of winning were not 100%.
‘Masters.’
No matter what you do, you must have the strength to not be able to hinder yourself.
That’s when we must seek out our teachers.
Now, not only will he not be able to stop his teachers, but he will not even be able to stop those who would interfere with him.
“It went well.”
Iroun said as he walked briskly towards Domusung.
“Let’s spar.”
“female….”
Domusung said with a deep bow and shaking eyes.
“It is an honor.”
It seems that the completion of the Cheonma Shingong should be brought forward.
As fast as possible.
To do that.
‘I guess I should go out and take a walk.’
There’s nothing like real-life experience.
