< Geumodo Island (1) >
It was an unexpected event that no one could have predicted that the Demonic Cult’s leader, Cheonma, was among the demons who attacked the Murim Alliance meeting that Hugo was attending.
The fact that the Heavenly Horses were so close to each other that they could use the divine power of the Heavenly Horsemen was also the same.
‘Even though all those things happened so suddenly… if you think about it, it wasn’t such a bad development.’
Didn’t he have another purpose on this earth besides collecting karma?
This means that the very place where the steps of the Heavenly King touched was where all the arrangements he had left behind were destroyed.
But then, at that very moment, I happened to run into the most important of the key figures—.
‘I can never just let you go. Even if it means the whole plan we had in the beginning falls apart.’
As circumstances change, plans tend to change as well.
Hans had not originally planned to take such a radical approach, but he had no intention of missing out on this great opportunity.
And the result is what we see now.
Kurururung—!
In a space shrouded in darkness like an abyss.
The Heavenly Horse trapped in that unknown barrier was wildly rampaging, scattering thick magical energy.
He frowned at the sight of the Awakened Undead and Abyss Revenants rushing towards him from all directions.
“Huh! What the heck, these zombies? Even the Heavenly Gangsters aren’t like this, what the heck!”
These entities, made from specially selected materials, not only possess exceptional combat power, but, unlike ordinary undead, can operate without being restricted by dimensions thanks to being made using Earth’s Awakened.
In addition, as can be seen from Hans’ past actions, most of its members were members of the Bancheonhoe gang that they encountered on Earth…
“Cheonsalmaj! Why are you here…? You must have gone back to Earth…!”
Among them, there was a face that was familiar to Cheonma.
In fact, it was not possible to recognize him at first glance just by looking at his face, as his facial features were all dyed black.
However, since he was familiar with everything from the martial arts the opponent used to everything else, it was inevitable that he would notice his true identity.
When Cheon Sal Ma Je first came over to Gang Hwan-gye, it was none other than Cheon Ma himself who brought him into the Demonic Cult and supported and educated him in various ways.
In some ways, their relationship was no different from that of a priest and a disciple.
But, the disciple he had sent to Earth with regret suddenly turned into a zombie and stood in his way…
“···You guys, you’re not just ordinary monsters. Did you come over from Earth with powers from another world? How is that possible?”
Cheonma, who had been hesitating until the very end, finally accepted reality and gritted his teeth.
This was really no ordinary case.
When I attacked Shaolin Temple, the Earthlings I encountered felt like nothing special.
The fierce gaze of the Heavenly Horse turned to Hans, a middle-aged man who was looking at them with interest from afar.
At first I wasn’t sure, but now I know for sure.
Although he appears human on the outside, the author is not human at all, just like a crazy savage monster.
No, it wasn’t even a living thing in the first place.
‘I almost got fooled. After all, there’s no way an ordinary living being could easily control such a thick power of death.’
A power that is closer to the origin of the concept of death than simple magic.
Even for him, who had accumulated high-purity magic energy through the Heavenly Demonic Art, this was the first time in his life that he had seen such pure energy.
Even though I was the enemy, I felt a sense of awe without even realizing it.
‘How on earth did they cross the dimensional wall? They are not simply potential beings like the children I saw at Shaolin Temple. They have already been perfected in their own ways in other worlds. How can not one but two of those impurities invade this world…!’
At this point, I couldn’t even say for sure that the two I had now were all there was.
Who knows, there might already be three, four, or even ten or more numbers lurking somewhere in the world?
And it wasn’t good news at all.
‘Why at this time! I was just starting the grand plan and gathering the dragon children!’
A variable that appeared as soon as the plan began after overcoming the obstacles of Geumodo.
He cursed the heavens and ground his teeth at the situation that was flowing as if it were fate.
It was his attitude that was no different from betraying the world first, but he did not have the luxury of being able to judge things objectively at the moment.
“Hahaha! Then let’s have some real fun, buddy!”
Now, a monster that had completely shed its human form was rushing towards him fiercely.
A monstrous creature with a body measuring up to 4 meters tall, covered in crimson scales, and armed with weapons such as claws and teeth that looked like those of a new soldier, charged forward with its red-green odd eyes shining and tore through the air.
“Huh! You’re really getting excited now that you have the chance, you arrogant monster. Okay, this time I’ll give you a real fight. I’ll cut off all your limbs and rip out all your internal organs.”
From Cheonma’s body, magical energy mixed with the sunset’s divine power rose in clumps.
Normally, an unclean power like magic should not be able to mix with divine power, but for some reason, the energy that rose from his body naturally blended together and began to increase in momentum.
An aura that was clearly stronger than when it was used against Harley and Shen Seung at Shaolin Temple.
He no longer cared about the aftereffects that would come later.
Now was not the time to conserve one’s power.
“Did you say he was the ruler of ten thousand horses? That is such an arrogant adjective.”
In the midst of the storm of rising energy, Cheonma softly opened his mouth.
Even in the midst of all this, it was as if I was forcibly pushing away the ominous feeling that was secretly seeping into my heart.
“I am the 14th leader of the Cheonma Sect, Cheonma. He is the best in the current martial arts world, acknowledged by everyone, and stands at the top of this world. But do you think I, who ascended to heaven and became a demon, would kneel to a mere mongrel from another world?”
Those words, spoken more heavily than usual, contained a self-confidence bordering on obsession.
As if he were forcing himself to repeat that to himself.
Kwaaang—!
Immediately afterwards, Harley’s expression distorted and the corners of her mouth rose as she was struck by the black sword energy that shot out from the Heavenly Demon’s Sword.
Currently, in his perfect form, he possessed a body strong enough to ignore most attacks, but the energy formed by mixing divine power and magical energy had a power far beyond his expectations.
Moreover, unlike before, isn’t it the case that the other person isn’t thinking about the future?
“He ascended to heaven and became a devil···.”
At that moment, Hans, who had been quietly observing the undead and even the Heavenly Horse fighting against Harley through the “Eye of the Abyss,” slowly spoke a word.
A faint, inexplicable smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
“Kekekeke— Yeah, it might be fun to check that out. I wonder who was so arrogant.”
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It was a laugh that had a subtle sense of discomfort.
In addition, there was a gaze that seemed to be looking down from above, as if looking down on a struggling insect.
“Well, the result has already been decided. Keuhahaha!”
Gooooooo—
The black magic that had filled the inside of the barrier shook loudly and resonated with an ominous laugh.
Like a mournful cry heard from a graveyard in the middle of the night, like a funeral march commemorating someone’s last moments.
Woof— Whew— Whew!
A huge magic circle that started from Hans began to encroach on space, and karma that seemed to have been pulled out of purgatory and a cold air close to absolute zero began to gather in the air.
Such mysterious phenomena multiplied in an instant, filling the space.
Gravity began to tremble as lightning flashed wildly, black shadows resembling hands rippled across the floor, and sharp winds blew.
Each and every one of them is a feast of mysteries that cannot be easily seen in this world of rivers and rivers.
Of course, it wasn’t such a pretty sight for those who became the target and experienced its power firsthand.
“···This is really shitty.”
And it was only natural.
No matter how great Cheonma, the best in the Ganghwan world, was, he was forced into an unfavorable fight in the face of the absurd joint attack of the Immortal King, who had driven an entire continent to the brink of destruction, and the legend of the Southern Tribal Alliance, the King of Tou.
In Outerica, they were enemies as a member of the warrior party and the absolute evil of the world, but in this Ganghwan world, they were in a perfect honeymoon relationship where they helped each other’s work.
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“Coolook!”
Blackened blood flows.
The blood poured out of his mouth like a waterfall, forming a small puddle at the bottom before barely stopping.
Cheonma now took his only remaining hand away from his mouth and looked around calmly again.
The remains of countless zombies were scattered around, completely destroyed by his attacks.
The shattered pieces of flesh that filled the surrounding area were absorbed into the abyss-like surrounding space and disappeared.
Perhaps some of them will be restored and come out again to face him again.
‘···It’s over. How did it end up like this?’
But the problem now isn’t those rascals.
“Kuuuuu~ As expected, my blood is boiling! How long has it been since we’ve had such a fierce battle! Hahaha!”
Harley, the savage berserker who was just as messed up as me because they had already exchanged several fatal blows, was exploding with madness.
“Very interesting. The correlation between divine power and magic. And···”
In stark contrast, there is Hans, a black magician who mutters to himself while surrounding himself with numerous undead and even casting flashy spells.
Although it looked like it was full of loopholes on the outside, Cheonma already knew.
They may seem completely peaceful now, but the moment they try to do something, they will immediately resume their attacks without any hesitation.
Just like it has always been.
‘Phehe, something feels ominous.’
Cheonma’s gaze turned to Hans.
Now I can clearly see it.
Why did his instincts react so differently when he appeared?
Even the Harley I had faced before was like that, but that guy was an even worse opponent.
‘Nothing works. You are truly my natural enemy.’
The greatest characteristic of magic using magic was its killing power.
In particular, the fact that it causes fatal damage to living beings was enough to make other martial artists fearful and wary… but it didn’t have much of an effect on Hans.
To begin with, he was already an undead with dark magic and the aura of death filling his body.
Another problem was that even the divine powers used in a forced manner did not have much effect on the opponent.
Cheonma couldn’t figure out the cause, but it was because Hans had absorbed his divine nature mixed with his karma and karma during his fight with the Heavenly King a while ago.
In the process, I naturally became resistant to the power derived from that guy.
Of course, it is not known how effective this level of resistance would be against the power that the Heavenly King himself uses, but the indirect influence exerted by those who received power from him no longer posed a great threat to Hans.
‘This is starting to look funny.’
Cheonma let out a sigh of relief.
Now, with this body covered in wounds, it was starting to reach its limit to forcefully use divine power.
With him he felt that his own death was rapidly approaching.
Perhaps this brief moment of leisure will be his last.
Thinking about it like that, I became sentimental for no reason and my emotions were renewed.
‘It’s been a really long time.’
It has been about 70 years since I came to this world.
In the meantime, with the support of the Bancheonhoe, he was able to ascend to the position of Cheonma and become the leader of the new religion.
And now I thought all that was left was to stand tall as the one and only absolute ruler of this world…
‘I never thought everything would go wrong like this right before the full-scale implementation.’
Suddenly, he remembered the figure of the monk who had suddenly come to visit him twenty years ago.
A divine being descended before him, with a pair of wings on his back and a glow covering his entire body.
The one who ruined this world like this and also the sponsor who supported him to grow to this point.
Although he complied with the plan of the Buncheonhoeju according to the first contract, he did not feel any particular resistance to the fact.
In the end, it was clear that if everything went according to plan, he would practically rule this world, and at the time, he could never have imagined that the plan of that awe-inspiring, perfect superman would go awry like this.
‘I never thought there would be anyone similar to Hoi-ju.’
Cheonma felt the strength slowly draining from his body and raised his head straight.
A gigantic monster with no trace of human elements, with body parts of monsters all over it, and a middle-aged man approaching us, escorted by undead and surrounded by a pitch-black, sticky aura.
No matter how you looked at it, it was an appearance that was in stark contrast to that of the Heavenly King, who had the appearance of a divine angel.
“Hmm, are you giving up now? It’s faster than I expected. I guess the divine power is more focused on strengthening than recovery. I got some good data.”
“Whew— You prepared quite well. If you had focused on escape from the beginning, would you have been able to get out?”
“Hehehe, well? I don’t plan on missing this one either. Just let me say that this isn’t all I’ve prepared.”
“···Tsk, I guess I got it wrong.”
Cheonma tightly closed his eyes as he felt numerous hands rising from the ground and black chains wrapping around his entire body.
Now that things have turned out this way, I want to see my hometown one last time.
I thought I had long ago abandoned the Earth that had only hurt me, but now that the end is near, all I can think of is my hometown.
Quaak—
A leather-gloved hand gripped his head tightly.
and-.
“···The Dragon’s Child and Geumodo. I guess I’ll have to make contact with them first.”
An ambitious man who dreamed of dominating the Gangwhan faction as a henchman of the Bancheonhoe faction has fallen into the abyss.
