Episode 66. After the sea reunion (3)
Samgoe-hae, Cho Ryeo-hye, and Lee Si-hong gathered in the inner room provided by Mupung Sega.
It’s been a long time since each of them, so they talked about what happened to each other over a glass of wine. In particular, Jang Ki-hoo, Cho Ryeo-hye, and Lee Si-hong were finalists for Taesam Daejeon, so we talked about this and that.
So, naturally, the topic of their conversation is not here, and the rest is bizarre.
I’m crazy about Dan Yoo-seong and Cheon So-so.
“Yooseong senior and Soso senior are the best pair in the world.”
Cho Ryeo-hye put a glass of wine on top of Bing Eung-chang and turned it like a top.
Tok, Lee Si-hong lightly hit it with his index finger to make it float, then catch it with his hand.
“I know. If you two get married, he will be the strongest.”
the kid
Is it a daughter or a son? Alabongdae struck a blow at them, who were arguing.
“You guys are too optimistic.”
“Am I optimistic?”
Alabongdae smiled sinisterly at the question of the expected dream.
“That’s right. Such a beautiful imagination of being a son or a daughter is the next problem.”
“Then what should I imagine before then?”
When Cho Ryeo-hye looked at her dumbfoundedly, Alabongdae hesitated and answered.
“Don’t you know the couple fight?”
A moment that flashes through everyone’s mind.
“wealth.”
after long term.
“wealth.”
hopeful dream.
“cheap.”
Choryeohyega.
“cellar… … .”
As Lee Si-hong finishes, the atmosphere suddenly becomes tense.
The spectacle of the two of them wreaking havoc, no chaos, no destruction, as if they were fighting a couple, was vividly drawn as if they had seen it right in front of their eyes. Followed by a phrase that was featured in <Moorim Newspaper>, which is trending these days.
It is said that Moorimmaeng disappears due to a quarrel between husband and wife.
“Inside the Moorim Alliance, we have to put up a wall saying prohibition of marital relations.”
Jang Ki-hoo nodded vigorously at Alabongdae’s words, huh? do.
“Isn’t it forbidden for married couples to fight?”
“The relationship is more intense than the original fight.”
“… … .”
“… … .”
It’s absurd, but I get it.
More because they are all inexperienced.
While everyone nodded, Jang Ki-hoo burst open the inner room window. I was getting drunk for some reason, and I wanted to get some cold air.
Like Alabongdae, as soon as the window opened, he looked outside and frowned.
“Another dark cloud is coming.”
“Iknow, right. Nowadays, volcanoes explode when bored, typhoons come when bored, and earthquakes happen when bored.”
“This time, again, what, what’s going on to come?”
Ki Ki-mong, whose face was frowned to the point where his drooping chin was folded, was about to close the window after receiving the words of Cho Ryeo-hye, but Lee Si-hong hurriedly blocked it.
“Senior, that… … .”
“okay.”
Jang Ki-hoo went beyond blocking and opened the window that was about to close.
“It’s not a dark cloud.”
A dark, black energy was drifting like a cloud in the distance.
“Is it fog?”
But this time, Jang Ki-hoo shook his head.
Even at night, it was too dark to be called fog and too close to the ground to be called cloud.
swish
Jang Ki-hoo ran out of the boudoir. to feel right.
as soon as you step outside.
Arms made of spear-glow jade, the invincible mystic shield trembled subtly.
On the other arm, goosebumps rise.
Following him, Lee Si-hong, Cho Ryeo-hye, Ki Ki-mong, and Alabong Dae came out. And other people of no wind were also coming out one by one as if they felt a bizarre energy.
The sensitivity each felt was different depending on the martial arts level, but they all felt goosebumps running down their spines.
In turn.
Looking at the distant cloud, fog, or something else, I muttered ominously.
“Could that be… … Wouldn’t it be ki?”
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The intense night passed and morning greeted.
Strangely, my body is sore and I smile.
Has the tiredness of yesterday’s faithfulness not yet been resolved?
I wipe my face with dry hands and lift my eyelids… … something wet
Well, it must be the night dew.
Looking to the side, Soso was lying down. Like yesterday, with Juju as a pillow.
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After stroking them lightly, as usual, I used the [Jeongjongsimbeop] and Yeoljejeongong using Yang-uisimgong, and then slowly left the cave or pit that we were making while sparring (?) so that they wouldn’t wake up.
Seeing it from the outside is a spectacle.
Cracks, breaks, digs, melts, freezes… … There is no mess like this.
are you watching that
I also have a funny thought that if there is a couple fight later, there will be an earthquake.
Then, suddenly, I was hungry and I was thinking about what to eat, and I even thought about rabbit soup.
“… … Who would turn it off?”
If it hadn’t been turned off, there would have been an uproar in the windless country.
I shook my head and looked around to catch a rabbit, wondering if I should make rabbit soup just for the cow.
however.
“… … .”
Something was strange.
Even if it was because of us, the grass and trees beyond were strangely holding their breath. No matter how insignificant plants are by nature, they communicate with the energy of the world.
After I had great synesthesia, I felt it even sharper… … I didn’t feel anything now.
As if the grass and trees were bowed down in fear.
I immediately unfolded the hye-gwang synesthesia to the extreme.
As if it were fog or not, fine particles of qi hit the qi all at once. In addition, the air was covered with a reddish-brown color that can only be seen when the blood has dried. Originally, the world is colorful with all kinds of energy mixed together… … .
Plus, the smell is so strong that it makes you feel sick.
Above all,
‘… … It’s getting closer.’
It was approaching so minutely that you would not feel it if you did not have synesthesia.
its epicenter.
‘Direction… … !’
My five senses and synesthesia were concentrated at once.
to one place.
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Taesamdaejeonjang, the VIP room at Taesamjonggak.
Representatives of Jegalchong of the Murim Lord, Jagong of the Justice League, and Oh Ryonghoe include the top members of the political faction, such as Dangryeok, the head of the Dang family, and Namgunghun, the Namgung family.
Opposite them, a group of people had been sitting face to face since early morning, the first apostles and the chiefs of the main Sapa.
In particular, a middle-aged man with a white face sitting in the middle.
He was the Angel Jojong (千邪祖宗) Bukri Hyeon-do, the family head of the Buk-ri family, and the leader of the first series of apostles, in other words, the supreme leader of all Sapa people.
As the time for the finals to begin was approaching, the leaders of Chung and Company gathered in one place early in the morning for final coordination.
Previously, negotiators had met several times in a neutral area, but it was the first time in history that the top leaders of their respective countries had gathered at once.
It was a sight that clearly showed that the past few years when the Taesam Daejeon was decided to be the most peaceful period in the history of Gangho.
Although there were some small frictions, it could be said that they were nothing compared to the relationship between them.
However, there were still more people to come to open the tournament after the final coordination of Taesamdaejeon was completed.
Taesam Daejeon is an unprecedented and unprecedented grand rite of Jeongsama, and currently only Jeongsa is seated here.
“Isn’t the Demonic Cult delegation still here?”
Bukri Hyun-do looked left and right and said.
“exactly.”
At Namgunghun’s answer, Bukrihyeondo crumpled his teeth.
“As expected, there are people who cannot be found even if you look for manners. Even in the middle of this, you’re trying to fight your nerves.”
That’s how he interpreted his late arrival.
He shook his head with the power.
“Isn’t that more because of the sudden replacement of the religious leader?”
Some nodded their heads in agreement, and some shook their heads to add strength to Bukri Hyundo’s words. However, until the Demonic Cult delegation arrived, the true intentions could not be clearly grasped.
“I heard that only a few participate, right?”
“Yes and more.”
“Isn’t that the purpose of participating? There will still be conflicts internally due to the change of leader.”
In this light conversation between Myeongsuk, everyone nodded and agreed. This was because no matter how you looked at it, there was no room for interpretation.
At that time, on the other hand, the sound of Dang-ryeok and Namgung-hoon talking quietly in the corner.
The contents were such as a blue kid who became the new leader, whether a person without blood on his head deserves to be in such a position, and how bad it would be if he had a lot of skills and years of experience.
Zhuge Chong, who was sitting between them, shook his head.
‘Is the Demonic Cult leader a kid? A kid with no blood on his head? Lack of skills or experience?’
There is a serious misunderstanding.
Zhuge Chong hid what he wanted to say, ‘When have you ever seen a Demonic Cult leader do something lousy?’ Because the unknown ominous feeling would come true the moment I opened my mouth.
Now that all the Oma members have appeared.
It was even more so in the present, when we are anxious about the prophecy coming true.
Because I don’t know, that’s why I’m even more afraid… … .
The two of them seemed to be relieved that they had reached an agreement to have a Taesamdaejeon in the depths of the faction camp, but Jegalchong still couldn’t shake his fear.
if.
if… … .
If the new demon leader is unimaginably strong… … .
If there is a hidden background or other reason behind Mukho’s death… … .
Around the time I was steadily developing my doubts, a samurai entered the VIP room.
“The Demonic Cult delegation and participants have arrived!”
“How many came? ”
“I heard there are ten of them.”
“Ten people… … !?”
Everyone in the VIP room was completely surprised.
I knew it was a small number, but ten people.
“Are you sure?”
“Yes, I do.”
Jegal Chong checked again and again, but Musa repeated the same answer.
“Then, how many of them were there?”
“There are ten of them.”
There are 10 participants in Taesamdaejeon, but there are 10 delegates… … ?
While everyone is stunned.
Another warrior rushed in and reported the position of the Demonic Cult delegation.
Stares rushing towards the door.
However, before they even saw it, they all noticed the appearance of the demons.
It was because the members of the Jeong faction were tingling with demonic energy, which was essentially the opposite of Jeongjong’s bet, and the Sapa people were also noticing that a thick and sticky demonic energy, distinctly different from that of Sapa, was approaching.
soon.
Awesome profit.
The door to the VIP room opened with tension.
With everyone’s pupils focused, one by one they entered in order.
The first to cross the door was a young man in his late twenties. He was a person who boasted a light in his eyes that pierced the lungs of Myeongsuk and a powerful energy that made it possible to recognize that he was an extremely strong master at once.
“Is the author a new Demonic Sect…? … ?”
“… … That’s great. at that age.”
It was such a great presence that the top leaders of the faction couldn’t hide their tension. At first glance, their skills are similar to theirs, or maybe even higher.
at that time.
“Move.”
After that, a woman pushed the man on the shoulder and entered the boudoir.
Churrrrrrr-.
She possessed a presence that was incomparable to the man who had entered before.
I was looking at it funny… … .
The appearance of only two people put the entire VIP room in a state of tension.
But that was just the beginning.
three, four, five, … … .
“… … .”
All of a sudden, the old masters in the midfield were at a loss for words in a state of extreme tension.
alburnum? thirty?
It wasn’t that level. All of the representatives of the Demonic Cult that appeared must have been at least top-level masters.
However, one of the teenage masters, Buk Ri Hyeon-do, thought.
‘… … Some of them may have even surpassed me… … .’
It was a prayer with enough energy.
Nine people entered, and now everyone was convinced.
The ninth man who just came in must be the new head of the Demonic Sect… … .
The new Demonic Master looked around the crowd and spoke leisurely.
“Nice to meet you.”
But none of those sitting there were greeted so leisurely. However, Jegal Chong and Bukri Hyeon-do were the first to come to their senses and took possession of him.
“Nice to meet you. I am the first apostle.”
“I am Jegalmo, the Murim lord. But, teacher.”
Zhuge Chong tilted his head as he looked at the nine members of the Demonic Cult.
“Did you hear that there were ten people in total?”
The new Demonic Master laughed softly.
After a while, he opened his mouth.
“Ah, did I look like the headmaster?”
“… … !”
The meaning of the words shocked the entire VIP room.
… … Wasn’t the author a new teacher? Who spews out such an enormous amount of demonic energy?
Jegal Chong corrected the question with a firm expression.
“so… … Where is he now?”
Gwang-Hon, the new Demonic Cult Master, no, the great disciple of the former Demonic Cultist Muk-Ho, smiled.
“The Heavenly Demon has already arrived.”
“Have you already arrived?”
Gwang-Hon opened the door of the VIP room wider and laughed.
“Ha ha ha ha, get ready. If you greet him without even preparing your mind, you might show rudeness that you shouldn’t show as a warrior.”
At those words, everyone turned their attention to the beams of the parquet behind the door.
I could see the horizon beyond Taesamdaejeon in the distance.
“What do you see… … hmm!?”
Buk-ri Hyun-do was the first to notice the strangeness.
A thick red-brown fog approaching over the horizon.
The light spirit was the first to fight back on the spot.
“Mase! Mase! Cheonma!”
next… … .
“Mase! Mase! Cheonma!”
All the other masters of the Demonic Cult knelt on the floor, put their arms on the floor, and stomped their foreheads on the ground.
The masters who all seem to have reached the end… … .
Now, not only Bukri-hyeondo, but also the masters of the political faction, such as Jegalchong, Zigong, Dangryeok, and Namgunghun, all felt this. A grotesque aura that would tear your lungs apart just by looking at it from this far away.
slow.
The ominous fog that covered all of Xi’an was wide and high, but never in a hurry.
slowly.
The fog came to Taesamdaejeonjang.
Smooth.
It was transforming into a haze.
And it was sitting down softly, encompassing the entire Taesamdaejeon field. The process was so slow that it could have been annoying, but no one was to blame.
And before I knew it, the haze had turned into a small shadow and was manifesting in one place.
Wheein!
yet.
An ominous energy descended tens of thousands of times more than that through the desolate air waves.
Somewhere other than here in the VIP room… … .
The place where the attention of the Jeongpa and Sapa’s Myeong-suk was focused… … .
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in front of me
Tumble.
Suddenly, a shadow in the form of a man approached.
‘He’ looked at me and said.
“It is rewarding to be in midfield.”
I had no choice but to close my teeth as I stared at the man who stood heavily in front of me.
“… … .”
He said hello first.
“Nice to meet you.”
His lips curled strangely.
“I am Jinmora Hao, who has been newly appointed as the head of the Heavenly Demon Church.”
