Episode 481
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I felt an indescribable feeling as if I was being healed by Asura.
One of the five emperors, the Black Magic Spear Emperor Xiahou Dun, pledged allegiance to the Emperor of the Western Continent. To be precise, he became his resident and entered his enclosure.
I suddenly remember when I received an offer from Dangwangsan not long ago to come to the Western Continent.
At that time, to be honest, I wanted to go.
That man named Jack Milos, the Emperor of the West, had a strange charm.
Usually, those who have power are arrogant. Yu Je-ha himself thought of himself as arrogant. Was it only that, all the warriors in Yu Je-ha’s eyes were arrogant. Because they had power. Because they were strong.
In the world of martial arts, there are more things that a strong person can do than what he cannot do. It would be stranger if he did not become arrogant. Not only that, that man named Jack has monstrous strength.
A power that can put all those who are considered strong under one’s feet.
It might be at a level where you can compete with the best in the world in the current martial arts world.
It may really be the case that he deserves the title of the greatest of all time.
He keeps his promises. He’s not arrogant. He’s just confident.
The emperor was now talking to Xiahou Dun.
“Black Magic Gate?”
“Yes. That’s where I was born and raised. That’s where I learned the Black Magic Method, a non-seasonal method.”
“That thing you told Ron?”
“Yes. Didn’t you take a look at it earlier?”
“That’s right.”
Xiahou Dun asked with a smile.
“How was it?”
“It was okay.”
“Is that so?”
“It was quite refreshing to gather mana in several blood vessels and then explode it all at once. The part where you can draw out explosive power with each certain movement is strangely similar.”
Ha Hou Dun asked again, as if he was genuinely curious.
“What do they resemble?”
“The rigidity technique used by ogres.”
Xiahou Dun blinked. Ogre?
“First time hearing about it. Does it refer to a certain group on the Western Continent?”
The emperor chuckles.
“They were a race that was at least 3 meters tall and had strength superior to that of humans, but they used the art of strengthening themselves. They were a race that used mana to amplify their bodies and use their already superior strength to an even greater degree. They are now extinct. It’s been about 400 years.”
And so on.
There was a time when the Emperor of the West fought against the Taegeuk Sword Master who had been incited by Yuje. At that time, the order of superiority was already determined. The top and bottom were determined.
In that situation, a ‘promise’ was made between them. If they were ordinary people, they would have only gotten what they could. Of course, if they judged that it would be beneficial to maintain a continuous relationship, then the promise would be kept. The important thing here is whether the Emperor of the West really needed the existence of the Shura Emperor.
He is a monster who can single-handedly cut down tens of thousands of people. Strength? Not lacking. Rather, he has more than enough.
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From his point of view, there is nothing to be gained.
Even if he makes a hundred concessions, there is only one thing he can gain: a sense of accomplishment from keeping his promise.
That is a clear statement, something that no other drone on this continent has ever shown.
Someone with that level of power would waste his precious time and bother to come all the way to the Demon Palace to ‘train’ me. Because he made a promise.
That’s distribution.
It was a vessel and an identity. It is a country ruled by such a man. It will never be a mess. If the supreme being, the man sitting at the top, has such a personality, it would be absurd if it were a mess.
“What are you thinking about?”
Even the Emperor’s words felt powerful. Every word was charming.
“Are you ignoring what I say?”
The sight of him saying such shameful things, ah.
Then suddenly it occurred to me.
He shook his head hurriedly.
“Uh, um.”
I took a quick breath and looked around.
That’s that, and this is this. The desire to become stronger blossomed again in Sura Doje’s heart.
first.
“We’re almost there, follow me.”
I walked again. Magung is in the mountains. Magung began when the slash-and-burn farmers who lived in the mountains gathered together, and now, hundreds of years later, the mountain where Magung is located has become a literal sacred place. A sacred place that exists on top of a mountain.
A sacred place located in a highland. There is also a famous place called Manwoldae, where you can see the moon at night and the view is breathtaking.
There are a whopping 230,000 people belonging to that demon palace.
All of them are combat troops. Regardless of age or gender, they all use martial arts. Although they may not all be first-class masters, they can be classified as combat troops in their own right.
The estate is certainly located on the mountain, but their workplace is elsewhere. There is farmland at the foot of the mountain, and they raise cattle, sheep, and pigs nearby. Magung was a much more famous estate than you might think. It was also a good place to live.
Yoo Je-ha, with a complicated expression, forced a smile.
“Welcome. This is the Demon Palace.”
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Xiahou Ying was walking. When her older brother Xiahou Dun was traveling the world to obtain the herb of life, it was only natural that he would walk with her.
I’ve traveled all over Central Plains. Every nook and cranny, there’s no place I haven’t been.
But that was when I was sick.
The things I saw back then, when I was sick and couldn’t tell right from wrong and was always shivering from the cold regardless of spring, summer, fall, or winter, could not come to me the way they do now.
I fell down on a nearby rock.
Maybe because it’s a mountain, it’s quite a sight. It gives me a feeling of relief. That’s what I was thinking.
“You were here.”
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I ended up jumping up from my seat.
It wasn’t my brother’s voice, that is, Xiahou Dun’s voice. It was the emperor’s voice.
“Ah… … Your Majesty.”
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The emperor smiles and shakes his head. Then he slowly walks over.
What should I say? It’s a very obvious fact for both men and women, but men like beautiful women and women like cool men. Even if it’s just a matter of appearance, it’s a fact that it affects emotions. It’s a truth and an undeniable truth.
Jack Milos.
It is said that he suppressed the Western Continent by force, became the emperor, and united the Western Continent into one country. What is even more surprising is that he is currently only in his teens. It is said that he performed a reverse movement, but even if he did, he was only in his 30s.
He was even handsome. He was tall and had a great body, and Ha Hu-yeong’s face turned red.
The emperor approaches. He approaches and sits down on the wide rock. Then he taps the rock with his hand.
It looks like he’s telling me to come and sit down.
I swallowed hard and tried to remain calm. I sat down next to the Emperor. The sound of my heart pounding was loud enough to my ears, so it must have been even louder to the Emperor.
“Are you feeling okay?”
“Yes… … It’s okay, Your Majesty.”
I wonder if they care about me because I’m a citizen of a country called Milos. I decided to think so. But.
“It seems like you were talking inside, but what’s going on… … .”
After arriving at the palace, several things happened. One of them was that they had a meal, and when the meal was over, Ha Hou-yeong got up early and went outside to get some fresh air.
The emperor followed after him.
I looked around. There was no one. It was just the Emperor and me. The Emperor and me were alone behind the large castle where the Demon King’s Yujeha resided. My heart started pounding again.
“What does it matter that I came out?”
The emperor’s eyes look into Xiahou Ying’s eyes.
“Body, are you really feeling okay?”
The same question was asked twice. Ha Hu-young’s heart, which had been beating vigorously, quickly slowed down.
It’s not that I died or anything, but I became calm. I have a big question. Why, why on earth am I asking this question?
Are you just worried? I don’t know. At first I thought so, but I don’t think so.
Because the Emperor’s eyes were slightly sunken. Why on earth?
“Mana, no. I don’t think you told Xiahou Dun that you couldn’t use your internal energy, right?”
My mouth opened slightly. There was no other meaning. It was just an expression of surprise, nothing more, nothing less. How did I know that?
no way.
“… … Did you hear that?”
“To God?”
“yes.”
The emperor chuckles.
“No way. I don’t know about you, but someone like me can tell just by looking at it.”
“ah…….”
Ha Hou-yeong, who was letting out a small exclamation, felt a strange sense of discomfort for a moment. The emperor’s expression.
The mouth is smiling, but the eyes are sunken.
“… … I didn’t mean to hide it.”
Then the emperor shakes his head. As if he is not talking about such a thing. Then he blurts out something out of the blue.
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“This is really scary.”
“……yes?”
“A person’s beliefs are something that they learn and acquire by observing the environment in which they were born and raised. I can predict most things, but I can’t predict that process at all.”
Xiahou Ying tilted his head. He had heard many people say that he was quite smart. Xiahou Ying was indeed smart. However, he could not understand at all what the emperor was saying just now.
Is it right to talk about the same topic?
“A disease similar to that of the nine-syllable syndrome also existed in the Western Continent.”
“yes?”
“It’s called vascular fibrosis. It’s a really absurd symptom where the blood vessels become fibrous and the energy cannot flow through them. Do you know why this happens?”
Ha Hu-yeong shook his head. He didn’t know. In fact, this was the first time he had heard of the term vascular fibrosis.
The Emperor was kind. The Emperor spoke straight away.
“By messing with genes.”
“Are you kidding… …?”
“I heard earlier that you learned martial arts at a place called ‘Heukmamun’?”
The Black Horse Technique that Xiahou Dun gave to Ron was the Black Horse Clan’s secret technique. The secret technique mentioned here means a technique that is only passed down to direct descendants. That means that Xiahou Dun learned it.
“It’s the bloodline of the Black Demon Clan, that’s the conclusion we come to, but the important thing here is that someone among the Black Demon Clan’s ancestors messed with their genes.”
Ha Hou-young’s eyes opened wide. It was an unbelievable story, but the emperor’s eyes were filled with conviction.
“It’s scary how people’s thoughts are all similar here and there. Is this what history is?”
Why did vascular fibrosis occur in the Western Continent?
Arthur Gunnar devoured his own offspring and mated with their bodies to create another vessel. He then devoured that vessel again and mated with it again, and this continued for hundreds of years, causing vessels to clash and souls to clash. The side effect was vascular fibrosis.
Of course, it doesn’t affect everyone in Gunnar’s bloodline. It just affects someone in the bloodline irregularly, as if it were a random selection.
Jack did not suffer from vascular fibrosis even when he was over 30. There was nothing wrong with Jack’s body. He was sure of it because he knew his body better than anyone else. But.
Later, if Jack has a child, and that child has another child, someone will definitely get caught, because they are Gunnar’s bloodline.
As much as he hates to admit it, the ugly deeds of Arthur Gunnar run in Jack’s blood.
Jack wants to do several things. The second or third thing that comes to mind is to erase this vascular fibrosis. That’s why he wants to become stronger.
“Anyway, in my view, the Eastern and Western Continents aren’t all that different. To be honest, you could almost think of them as the same continent, except for the words they use and the clothes they wear.”
But a disease similar to vascular fibrosis appeared. This is too obvious.
What’s interesting is that the vascular fibrosis was cured with something called Saengryungcho. What’s even more interesting is that it was cured by a man named Shinui.
Xiahou Ying asked the emperor who was thinking like that.
“… … So that’s why you’re angry?”
“Huh? Me?”
“Yes. Actually, my brother and I ran away from a place called Heukmamun.”
“when?”
“When I was six.”
