Space Heavenly Demon Chapter 94

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15. Trench Veteran Never Die (4)

15. Trench Veteran Never Die (4) – She Die Standing

“······!”

Jegal Hol’s new form, with his eyes wide open and unable to even scream, slowly collapsed.

Chin. Mokjin lightly grabbed the fist of Dol that had come in while Jegalhol was fighting. Mokjin turned his head toward her, tightening his fist of Dol with incredible strength, and spoke in a calm voice.

“It’s amazing, but in the end it’s just a trick.”

“Augh!”

“I don’t have any personal feelings towards you. I heard that you are employed by the Jegal clan.”

A ronin hired only for money. Mokjin’s emotionless eyes looked down at the stone distorted with pain.

“You are not of Zhuge Liang’s clan, so give me a chance. Put down your weapons and beg for mercy, and I will spare your life.”

Mokjin’s words were sincere.

However, from the moment you beg for your life, even the minimum respect you receive as a civilian will disappear.

“flaw.”

The stone snickered. The black-horned dagger held by the left hand that was not caught dug into Mokjin’s neck, aiming for it. It was her answer to Mokjin’s suggestion.

“Yes. That’s the answer.”

Mokjin’s hand, which had dug in like a snake, cut off her left hand. No matter how strong the Hwanggae Dokmu was, there was no way to counter the method of cutting off by directly touching the skin. Even if he hadn’t used a sword, there was no blood flowing from the cut surface of Mokjin’s hand.

Mokjin said with a fierce yet satisfied smile.

“Excellent.”

Mokjin broke the hand of the stone he was holding and turned it directly to her chest. The stone quickly concentrated the surrounding Hwanggae Dokmu, but in front of the transcendental strength, the small amount of physical strength was nothing more or less than a simple struggle.

With a whoosh, the sound of flesh being torn apart came as the black dagger that the stone was holding plunged into my own psyche.

The place where the dagger blade, like an awl, was stuck was the Dangmunhyeol (當門穴), a bloodletting point. Bright red blood gushed out from the stone’s mouth.

The nanobots inside the body began emergency treatment according to the automatic protection protocol, but if it can survive with treatment, it is not bloodletting. It can only obtain a little bit of relief, but the expected death cannot be avoided. The focus in the stone’s eyes gradually disappeared.

“That’s the right answer, old soldier. Whether it’s for money or anything else, if you point your sword at someone with murderous intent, it will be a matter of life and death.”

The stone barely raised its head and looked at Mokjin. In her red-tinted vision, the man who had pierced her heart was smiling.

“I will accept what you have to say. Think of it as a reward for choosing the answer.”

What should I say? Dol slowly moved her lips in the midst of the sharp pain that dug into her heart. Her voice was somehow hazy, perhaps because of the narcotic painkiller that was automatically injected.

“······Old soldiers never die.”

However, new soldiers will take their place.

“But even if those kids come, the result won’t be different.”

Her disciples have qualities that are superior to hers, but her opponent is too bad. Even if you rush at her for revenge, it will only end in death.

I have no regrets.

Because I knew that since I chose a life of selling myself to money and taking up arms, I would meet this end someday.

Rather, it would be a pretty decent death for a warrior to meet his end at the hands of such a master, thought Dol, or rather Dolores.

However, she could not allow her disciples, who had followed in her footsteps, to follow in her footsteps. Dol took something out of his bosom with his trembling hands and held it out.

It was an old military tag. The stone spoke with a voice that scraped metal, breathing heavily.

“If any children come calling my name, please give them this and send them back.”

Mokjin nodded. He didn’t have to show the same courtesy to the person who gave him the answer he wanted.

“Are you a disciple······. Alright. Don’t take my life.”

The corners of the stone’s mouth rose faintly. That was the end of her.

As soon as Mokjin let go of his hand, the lifeless stone body collapsed. Along with that, the mustard-colored fog that had filled the surrounding area slowly dispersed.

Is the skirmish finally over? Mokjin raised his spirits with an unimpressed expression and burned the blood on his hands.

The end of the old soldier Dol in the trenches was impressive in its own way, but there was nothing more moving than that. The bloody path he had walked was too long to feel any appreciation for the stories of each and every one of these unmanned individuals.

His calm gaze turned to Zhuge Wujun standing far away.

The Heavenly King’s eyes were fixed on the fallen Jegal Hol. His face hardened as he faced the corpse of his blood relative.

Mokjin asked him.

“Yes, did you use the time you earned by sacrificing your flesh and blood well?”

His voice was thick with mockery.

I would be lying if I said I didn’t calculate the number of these cases.

However, the operation was pushed ahead only because the probability was extremely low.

So, the sight before his eyes was a result that he alone had to endure.

“······.”

Zhuge Wujun looked down at Zhuge Hu’s body with a gloomy expression. The sight of his blood relative with his internal organs completely torn out was so gruesome that it was hard to bear to look at.

‘It was a small skill······level.’

A direct blood relative of the Jegal family who leads the Akgunbang, one of the armed groups in the shadows of the Jegal family, and who has devoted himself solely to the family, even refusing the honor of the name Jegal.

Although they were of the same direct lineage, he was someone so distant that they had never had a single private conversation before being assigned to this mission. The great martial arts world power, Jegal Se-ga, had thousands of direct lineage members.

To Zhuge Wujun, he was just one of many direct descendants. An ordinary direct descendant who, far from being affectionate, would be buried in a corner of his memory once his mission was over.

To Zhuge Wujun, who was in the eighth rank, just below the highest rank in the hierarchy, a direct descendant of Xiaojiao, who was only the fourth rank, was like that.

But that doesn’t mean he didn’t feel any emotion at all when he saw his blood relative, who he called his uncle, being brutally murdered.

‘It’s my fault.’

Zhuge Wujun’s eyes sank deeply. If he had not misjudged the power of the Flame Warrior Li Mujin, Zhuge Hu would not have met such a miserable end.

Mokjin’s martial arts skills far exceeded the prediction error. He couldn’t even bring out his full power.

However, the deaths of Zhuge Hu and Dol were by no means meaningless.

Because in these few minutes of clashing, Baekryongdae was able to obtain data that was more valuable than anything else.

[ All Baekryong members, administer Yeouijeong and remove the overclocking restriction of the internal energy drive. ]

Zhuge Wujun gave orders through the tactical computer network to push the Baekryongdae’s capabilities beyond their limits in advance.

The overclocking of Yeouijeong, a strengthening agent that maximizes reflexes and fighting ability, and the internal energy drive that temporarily increases the output of internal energy. Although there are significant side effects that must be paid after the battle, they had to draw out all the power they had in order to definitely kill the man in front of them.

Originally, this formation was meant to deal with multiple absolute masters at once, but who would have thought that it would be used against just one person and that even a desperate measure would be mobilized?

He looked down at his feet again.

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The young Zhuge Liang, who had supported the name of Sega in the dark, died without even closing his eyes, as if he was determined to complete his mission until the end. His wide-open eyes were asking if he had completed his mission.

Zhuge Wujun knelt down on one knee, not caring that his white robe was soaked with blood. He covered Zhuge Hu’s eyes with respect and muttered.

“Don’t waste your energy.”

The absolute master, Flame Warrior Lee Mok-jin, who will soon become famous throughout the universe.

The final piece of the plan to bring him back down to earth from his soaring heights has finally found its place.

Zhuge Wujun stood up from his seat and looked at Mok Jin.

His eyes were cold, but his heart was quietly burning.

“······You have truly become an enemy who cannot live under the same heaven as Zhuge Liang.”

Zhuge’s blood flowed. It meant that a shackle of revenge had been created between Zhuge’s family and Mokjin.

The fight with Jegal Hee ended with only insulting Sega’s honor. Of course, honor was as important as life to Sega, but it didn’t necessarily have to be bloody in return.

However, since the blood of the Jegal clan, and especially the direct lineage, flowed through the Jegal clan, the Jegal clan had to pay the price of blood. That was the honor of the clan and the justice of the martial arts world that all the martial artists believed in.

Mokjin nodded. He knew that fact better than anyone else.

“Enemies······. Yes, enemies. It’s good that we don’t have to engage in pointless conversations anymore.”

Enemies are just people who kill and kill, so there is no point in talking to them.

And it was a relationship that was extremely simple and clear to the demon who had long ago decided to get blood on his hands.

When living in the world of martial arts, you must be careful about making enemies, but once you decide on an enemy, you must not show them even an iota of mercy.

I have no intention of living under the name of Cheonma in the new era, but that doesn’t mean I have any intention of fearing Eunwon either.

Mokjin took out his sword again with a relaxed attitude.

Mokjin, who had his sword naturally hanging down, looked around. Before he knew it, one hundred and twenty-eight Baekryongdae were aiming their swords at him from a distance of several dozen paces, with him in the middle.

The twenty elite who have reached the position of Yongji (用智) of the fifth rank are in charge of the five elements (五行) and occupy the four directions, and the one hundred and eight great men who have the qualification of Toryuk (鬪力) of the third rank are positioned along the nine palaces (九宮) in the twelve branches (十二支) that connect the six axes of the six combinations (六合).

Even to Mok Jin, who had no knowledge of formations, the layout was by no means ordinary. Even though it had not yet been fully developed, its momentum was more powerful than any formation Mok Jin had ever experienced.

A thrilling pressure that he could feel instinctively. Mokjin could tell. The formation before his eyes was more than enough to make him an enemy.

That’s why Mokjin raised the corners of his lips.

“At least it seems like you have the right to bear the name of Zhuge Liang.”

“Deploy the fan!”

As Zhuge Wujun spread his arms wide and shouted, countless rays of light shot out from the sleeves of his wide bosom along with the sound of cutting through the wind.

Roughly hundreds, maybe even thousands.

Iron plates thick enough to be visible to the naked eye protrude endlessly from his sleeves. The Gangmoeoseonsul (罡母馭扇術) technique, which has been polished to an extreme level and cannot even be compared to what Jegal Hee had displayed in the past, is so large that it is hard to believe that it was performed by a single person.

A white army that swarms the air, writhing and buzzing like a swarm of bees.

The Heavenly King, Jegal Mujun, was standing in the center, staring at Mokjin.

Author’s Note

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Information) Trench soldier Dol taught his martial arts and teachings to many hometown warriors, but he only took on three disciples himself. These three learned Trench soldier’s martial arts one by one.

Information) The direct bloodlines of the Jegal Se family are divided into nine ranks based on their martial arts skills, activities in the martial arts world, and other factors. Each rank exists according to the rank of Baduk, from the 1st rank, Sujol (守拙), to the 9th rank, Ipsin (入神), and the 9th rank is a kind of honorary position awarded only to a few legendary masters in the history of the Jegal Se family, so in reality, the 8th rank, Jwajo (坐照), is the highest rank.

Information) The evil army overlords Jegal Hol and Jegal Xi are in the rank of the 4th rank, the Xiaojiao. With this level of rank, an average Jegal Se can rise to the level of a vice-chairman in the military group, or even a vice-chairman in a small group.

Information) Zhuge Wujun expected that Mu Jin’s martial arts would be greater than what was known to the world, and even though he greatly improved Mu Jin’s martial arts prediction, the probability of Zhuge Hu dying was less than 3%, so he carried out the operation. However, Mu Jin was much stronger than Zhuge Wujun expected.

Information) In addition to the awakening effect of the ingested Yeouijeong, it also provides a kind of narcotic analgesic effect, increasing combat continuity. However, if taken frequently, you may become addicted to Yeouijeong.

Information) Internal drives can operate with internal power higher than the normal output through overclocking. However, unless it is a high-end internal power drive that supports its own overclocking function, there is a high risk of runaway, and if overclocking is used frequently, permanent damage can accumulate to the internal power drive, so it is not used unless life is in danger. In large sects with a lot of money, damaged internal power drives can be overhauled and replaced, so the risk is relatively low, but overclocking is not done unless absolutely necessary because the cost is considerable.

(Information) The Gangmo Eosen Technique that has reached the ten stars places a considerable burden on the use of internal energy and energy because it directly controls all of the more than a thousand Gangjeons, but the burden on the brain’s computational power is terribly severe. Because the degree is so great, most of the masters of the Zhuge Family protect their brains with internal energy in order to develop the Gangmo Eosen Technique to the ten stars, while also attaching auxiliary computational devices and learning and using the Zhuge Family’s special deep technique, the Gwangdae Information Processing Simgyeol (廣大情報處理心訣).

Information) Jegal Mujun has been able to freely perform the Gangmo Fishing Technique without using any auxiliary calculation devices by drastically reducing the amount of computational power of the vast information processing mind through the algorithm of the Gangmo Fishing Technique he developed himself. However, as of now, only Jegal Mujun can use these algorithms in actual combat.

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