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< Heavenly Demon Cult Leader >
‘···I can’t remember anything from the middle.’
The current leader of the Cheonma cult, Cheon Mu-han, returned to the Cheonma Sect and pieced together the fragments of his memories that had been cut off here and there.
It was a day when he was busy preparing for war as usual. After finishing his meeting with the elders, he went into the training hall as usual and practiced the Heavenly Demonic Skill.
The moment he was about to get up after finishing his training, Simma spoke to him in his mind.
-Do you want power?
Heart pounding.
My heart started beating fast and my body started to feel hot. My vision was blurry and I felt dazed as if I had been smoking hallucinogenic herbs.
-Do you want more power?
-Do you want the power to conquer the martial arts world?
-Do you want the power to slaughter the hypocrites of the political party?
“Shut up, shut up!”
But Simma continued to talk. My body grew hotter and hotter uncontrollably, and my mouth began to dry out.
“Ugh···.”
I wanted to drink fresh blood. I felt a desire to chew and swallow hot intestines, to break and destroy everything I came across, like lust.
Cheon Mu-han suppressed Sim-ma with superhuman patience.
“Not yet···. No···.”
I thought I could hold out for a few more years. However, after absorbing the demonic energy of my grandfather, Cheonmu-geuk, my mental demons became even worse.
Simma’s voice continued to whisper in my ear without leaving.
-Do you want to go down in history as a great conqueror?
-Do you want to be recorded as not only the best in the world, but also the best of all time?
-Do you want to rule over everyone as the ruler of the martial arts world?
“Ugh···.”
Simma knew Cheonmuhan’s desires well. Simma gradually eroded his reason.
My body felt hot like a ball of fire. It was so painful that I wanted to jump into a lake right away.
“Krrrr···!”
“My lord, are you alright?”
A person who sensed the leader’s ideals appeared like a shadow next to him. At that moment, the leader of the Heavenly Demon Cult reached out and grabbed the leader’s neck.
And then he broke it in one breath.
Wood crack!
The moment he saw the eyes of the person receiving the signal, which were drooping helplessly, Cheon Mu-han realized that he could not bear it any longer.
“It’s the leader! No one should follow me!”
After leaving those words, Cheon Mu-han used all his might to launch his lightness attack and ran towards the Moorim Alliance’s Cheonghae branch. No one could keep up with him.
“Krrrr···!”
-And for a while I had no memory.
Scenes of killing, breaking, and tearing someone apart came to mind here and there, but they felt unfamiliar, as if they were not my doing.
‘It’s like a dream. A dream I don’t remember…’
It was while fighting Daein that Cheon Mu-han regained consciousness.
“···Landlord.”
A young man who uses the crazy nickname of Pacheongeomje. However, his skills were so good that it was worthy of his nickname.
Returning to the Cheonma Church, the Cheonma Cult Leader thought about the landlord.
‘He was no ordinary guy.’
I heard that he is just entering his prime.
Throughout the history of martial arts, has there ever been a genius with such skill at that age?
‘There wasn’t any.’
Suddenly, the wounds he had inflicted on him seemed to sting even more. The leader of the Heavenly Demon Cult muttered in a gloomy voice.
“Should I have killed him after all?”
However, if he had pushed himself harder in that situation, he would have been in danger. Even now, the head of the Cheonmagyo cult was quite seriously injured.
The leader glanced back and muttered.
“Pacheongeomje. The next time we meet will be the day your luck runs out.”
***
“Master!”
The warriors of the Cheonmasingyo sect, who discovered their leader’s return, approached him in surprise.
“Don’t make a fuss.”
Cheon Mu-han passed them and headed towards the main temple. Everyone he met screamed in surprise or asked if he was okay.
“Reverend! Those wounds are….”
“Have you been attacked by the enemy?”
“I will call the congressman!”
‘It’s noisy.’
The leader of the Heavenly Demon Cult, who was thinking about how many people he could cut off to make everyone shut up, was startled by the fact that he had even thought of such a thing.
These were not warriors of the Murim Alliance, but followers of the Cheonma Singyo.
“What am I thinking right now···.”
It was then that the elder from the other side flew in with a light sword.
“Cult leader! Where have you been without saying anything…! Call the assemblyman here immediately!”
The elder confirmed the leader’s injury. He hurriedly ordered the doctor to be brought in, and then went over to support the leader.
The leader stopped the elder with a cold gaze.
“It’s nothing, so there’s no need to help me.”
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“I’ve been eating rice for over 100 years. I can tell at a glance whether an injury is serious or not.”
“I take care of my body the best, so leave it alone.”
The leader shook off the elder’s hand and headed toward the leader’s temple alone. The elder looked at his back with a pensive expression.
“no way···.”
After a while, the elders and heads of each group came rushing in after hearing the news that the leader who had suddenly disappeared had returned.
The leader of the Heavenly Demon Cult looked around at them and spoke briefly.
“There will be a meeting in an hour, so everyone should attend. I will go to the training center, so just let the members come in.”
However, even the lawmakers who followed the cult leader were chased out after only applying a golden ointment to the cult leader’s body.
The leader who was left alone in the training hall sat cross-legged. He immediately began to practice the Heavenly Demonic Sect.
“Swoop- hoo···.”
The internal energy flowing out of the dantian flowed through the eight meridians like a raging current according to the rules of the Heavenly Demonic Skill.
The usual method was all there was to it, but the Heavenly Demonic Technique used the magic energy separately within the body.
-Kwakwakwakwakwakwa!
Cheonma Shingong was the greatest divine and magical art in the world.
A martial art created by the first patriarch who took root in this land 500 years ago after traveling around the martial arts world.
Cheonma Shingong was different from any other martial arts in the world of martial arts.
‘I’ve heard it over and over again from my father. Our roots remain in the Cheonmasingong.’
According to the scriptures of the Cheonmasingyo, they originally lived in paradise, but were banished to this earth after committing a sin.
The cult leader’s father said this:
‘So, if we diligently believe in Mazda and wait, the savior will appear one day and lead us back to paradise.’
As a child, Cheon Mu-han also believed those words firmly.
But not now. No, it didn’t matter anymore.
‘I will not wait for a savior who may come at any time. I will make this world a paradise for the Cheonmasingyo!’
I was tired of being trapped in a corner and infertile land.
Because they believed differently and looked a little different, the sectarians persecuted and despised them.
Thud!
My teeth ground out of their own accord. My internal energy and magical energy fluctuated wildly depending on the emotional state of the cult leader.
Then Simma spoke again.
-Do you want power?
“···Yes. I want to.”
The cult leader answered Simma for the first time. Unrefined demonic energy began to flow out from his body and cover his body.
Swish.
Amazingly, the wound began to heal on its own.
-Do you want the power to destroy your enemies and rule the world?
“Yes, I want to.”
-Then accept me.
Ss …
The magic grew and covered the leader’s body. It soon transformed into an egg, wrapped around the leader, and rose into the air.
-Accept me. I am you.
“Ugh···.”
The whispers of the devil made the leader’s mind dizzy.
My mind was in disarray. If I left everything to Simma, I thought I would be able to sleep soundly in my mother’s arms.
But the leader of the Cheonma Cult resisted that sweet temptation.
“Not yet…. It’s not necessary.”
Crunch! The leader broke his tongue. The bitter pain brought him back to his senses.
Slurp.
The magic that had surrounded his body dispersed and his body fell to the ground.
“Phew···.”
The leader said, wiping the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.
“Get out of my head.”
-···Someday, you will find me first.
And Simma’s voice disappeared.
“Phew···.”
The leader of the Heavenly Demon Cult slowly took a deep breath and stood up from his seat.
My body felt much lighter.
***
As the leader came out of the training center, the elders who had been waiting outside came over all at once.
“Reverend. Are you feeling okay?”
“What on earth happened in there!”
A little while ago, the elders sensed an incredible amount of magic energy inside the training hall and came here to wait for the leader.
To the questioning elders, the leader spoke briefly.
“There was a small achievement in martial arts.”
Even the elders who usually stood in opposition to the cult leader were delighted at the news of the cult leader’s new achievement.
“Oh! Congratulations!”
“Congratulations! Such a great event on the eve of war!”
“Mazda must be watching over us!”
However, the only elder standing behind the elders had a stiff expression.
‘At first glance, it seems like the leader has gotten his gun back, but…’
The elder could sense that behind the calm-looking face of the cult leader, a huge and ferocious beast was lurking.
The leader now looked like a glass vessel on the verge of breaking.
Even the slightest stimulation will cause the monster inside me to burst out at any time.
‘···Or maybe it’s already halfway out.’
The leader met the elders’ eyes and smiled bitterly. He spoke to the elders.
“Bring forward the expedition.”
“”yes?””
Most of the elders frowned at those words. The impatient fifth elder spoke on behalf of everyone.
“Master, haven’t you already decided to set the expedition for three days later?”
The other elders nodded at the elder’s words.
Three days later, a large force of 20,000 Cheonmasin Sect troops was planned to advance south. All schedules were set accordingly, and now the entire Cheonmasin Sect was busy with the final preparations.
The leader was suddenly saying that he would bring forward the already set schedule.
“The situation has changed. Be prepared to depart as soon as the sun rises tomorrow.”
Even tomorrow?
The elder shook his head with a firm expression.
“Reverend, that is not acceptable.”
“···It’s not possible? I, the leader of the Cheonmasingyo, am saying it’s not possible?”
The atmosphere suddenly became cold, but the five elders did not bend their will.
There was some calculation involved here.
‘Surely the leader of the cult wouldn’t do anything to me, an elder, before the war.’
The elder said confidently.
“Even now, the followers of the new religion are working hard. Also, the warriors need rest after training for a long time today. I understand the leader’s impatience, but…”
The cult leader cut him off.
“I don’t need elders who fight with their mouths.”
“What? Even if you’re a cult leader, your words are excessive···!”
Sigh.
The moment a bitter smile appeared on the leader’s lips, the five elders felt that something was wrong.
But the elders were not given time to correct it.
“···uh?”
-Pubberbubbubububung!
The body of the five elders exploded. Pieces of shattered flesh flew in all directions, and the elders around them were covered in blood.
“What, what is this···.”
“Cult leader!”
“What are you doing!”
At that moment, as if giant wings had spread out, magical energy spread out from the leader’s body and engulfed the bodies of the elders.
“Cough···!”
“omg···!”
Among the elders of the Cheonmasingyo, there is not one who is weak in martial arts. Each and every one of them would be called a great demon leader if they were to go out into the world of martial arts.
But in front of the leader’s momentum, the elders were like frogs before a snake, unable to move.
“If there is anyone who wants to die, let him open his mouth.”
“······.”
The elders were just sweating profusely. They had just witnessed what would happen if they spoke wrongly.
The leader said, growling.
“From now on, you will only do as I say. If I tell you to fight, you will fight. If I tell you to die, you will die. If I tell you to lie down and lick my feet, you will lick them. Do you understand?”
-Kugugugugugugu!
The thick magic energy pressed down on the space. The elders felt their backs bend involuntarily. An ominous look flashed in the cult leader’s eyes.
“I asked if you understood!!”
At the moment when the elders could no longer endure and were about to kneel down together,
“Stop it, Master. You are the leader of the Cheonmasin Church, not our master.”
The elder who was behind stepped forward and blocked the leader.
As if he had expected it, a bitter smile appeared on the leader’s lips.
“Elder. A loyal subject who has kept the religion since my damn grandfather’s time.”
“······.”
“Do you think I can’t kill you just because I’m you?”
The moment he met the eyes of the leader full of life, the elder felt miserable.
‘Perhaps the Cheonma Sect may perish during my lifetime.’
He couldn’t just leave it like that. Even if there was almost no chance of stopping it, the elder was determined to do his best to stop it.
“Cult leader. Your actions just now are wrong. Killing an elder for opposing an order. That’s what the sect members say when they call us a cult and spread false rumors.”
The leader of the Heavenly Demon Sect laughed heartily. His reason was once again being consumed by his mind.
“So you were planning to kick me out and put that old man back in the leadership position? Because you didn’t like it?”
“I’ve never thought of that before!”
“Haha. I guess so.”
The leader raised his power.
Kwakwakwakwa!
As the magic swirled around the leader, the elders were unable to resist and were pushed back.
“I don’t want to talk to that traitor anymore. I’ll kill you right here.”
To counter him, the elder also raised his power.
“This old man’s life is going to be quite tough.”
Kiiing!
The elder’s eyes turned green, and his robes flapped madly.
Tsk, tsk, tsk!
The aerodynamic forces of the two absolute masters collided in the middle.
As time passed, the elder’s face turned pale, while the expression on the face of the leader of the Heavenly Demon Cult was relaxed.
“Heh heh heh···.”
The leader’s eyes sparkled with life.
“I will kill you today to make an example of you.”
It was the moment when the leader of the Cheonma Cult was about to attack the elder.
“No way!”
With a sharp voice, a red-haired girl flew through the air and landed right between the two people.
Lily opened both palms towards the elder and the cult leader.
“No fighting from now on!”
“······.”
“······.”
It may have seemed like a child throwing a tantrum, but the girl’s influence was anything but that.
The incarnation of Mazda.
Lily was the incarnation of the god believed in by the Cheonmasingyo. All the believers in the school worshipped her.
“Oh, Mazda···.”
thud!
The elder knelt down first. Lily blocked the elder’s path as if protecting him, and glared at the Heavenly Demon Leader.
The leader muttered with a puzzled expression.
“···Were you able to speak?”
Lily placed both hands on her hips and glared at the leader. Then she spoke in her still awkward martial arts language.
“Sir. I’m a god. If you mess with me, you’ll get in trouble.”
At the same time, countless fireworks burst into the sky.
Hwaruruk! Hwaruruk! Hwarurururuk!
Red. Yellow. White. Even blue.
A feast of fireworks of all colors filling the sky.
It was truly a magical sight, and one that filled me with awe.
Even the murderous intent that had been flashing in the leader’s eyes disappeared for a moment.
“Mazda···.”
The leader looked down at the girl with indifferent eyes. The elder watched her with anxious eyes.
‘If the leader attacks Mazda’s incarnation…’
At that time, I could only say that he was truly crazy.
In that case, the elder planned to fly and save Lily.
Then the leader slowly opened his mouth.
“···All right.”
Whatever had made him calm down, the cult leader turned around obediently and headed towards his residence.
Before heading to the residence, the leader gave orders to the elders.
“We will depart in three days. The elders, make sure everything is ready by then. And then···”
The leader continued speaking with difficulty, suppressing the rising murderous intent and the evil that was trying to swallow up his reason.
“Until then, no entry or exit is permitted in my residence.”
thud!
The door closed and the leader of the Heavenly Demon Cult disappeared.
***
[Three days···.]
The man listened to Lily’s whole story and became lost in thought.
After a while, the man spoke.
[Well, I’ll try to do something.]
< The Heavenly Demon Cult Leader > End
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