SSS-Class Suicide Hunter Chapter 246

Resize text-+=

Episode 246 < Cheonmumunju. (1) >

That war was, I can tell you, a war unlike any we had ever seen before.

-Nyahahaha! Attack! Tear up everything that comes your way and throw them to the horses!

-Ooooh! Follow General Geomhee!

Even before the hand of dawn could touch them, the nobles ran across the cold ground.

Noble tribes had no need for cavalry. Their size was a form of violence. If you were to run recklessly with the horns on your head leading, it would be no different from a horseback charge.

-charge ! Charge!

-Cut down all the scaffolding of those proud pigs!

A race of nobles running forward, covering the horizon with dust.

Each one of them became an iron horse and galloped across the battlefield where the mountain peaks thrown down by Uburka were placed like decorations.

on the other side.

-…….

The designated tribe was quiet.

Like moles hiding in the ground, they did not make a sound.

-…….

-…….

-…….

Even while thousands of noble people were running towards them, the designated tribe remained extremely calm. He occasionally snapped his fingers as if the young warrior was nervous, but no one reprimanded him for his inexperience.

-Is everyone ready?

The chairman of the Huaxia Council of this era said:

The molars peeking out from within the beard were as bright as his eyes.

-It has been done.

-We are fully prepared, Chairman.

Even as they were chatting, thousands of noble people were charging at them, screaming fiercely.

-Today is the day when continental hegemony changes!

-Designated tribe! You ignorant people who waste your life dancing! Now is the day when hegemony will come to us, the noble people who breathe the breath of the sky and feel the rhythm of the earth!

-Long live the noble people!

Water volume 9,000.

A race whose abilities were literally limited to the body ran while screaming. The force was truly fierce and fierce, as if an angry storm was rushing toward us, bringing blizzards and tidal waves.

-Did their guardian pull out a mountain and throw it?

At the forefront, seven noble heroes were attacking each other with a single spear blade.

-Then we pierce the mountain!

Twin swords, a scythe, a spear, a single sword, and an iron bar too large to be a staff were shot out with an aura.

It exploded.

bang… … !

The mountain peak in the middle of the battlefield split into two. In the meantime, a railroad was built. The nobles ran as one long train. Of course, it was the 7 Heroes who formed the head.

A huge iron train made up of 9,000 troops struck the vanguard of the designated tribe.

2.

The Jinji tribe’s phalanx was as hard as a turtle’s shell. However, the noble people’s breakthrough power went beyond that.

bang… … !

A loud noise that was unimaginable, caused by a group of people colliding with one another, erupted. What happened immediately afterward was closer to the collapse of the terrain rather than the collapse of the Byeongjin.

“ah.”

“hmm.”

“Ugh.”

At that very moment, our family members who were looking down at the battlefield each showed their own unique bewilderment.

“They… Did you say noble people and Cheonmumunju? “The breakthrough power exceeds expectations.”

Esther, who once led the Demon King’s army, spoke as my advisor,

“The mountain peak that Commander Uburka had thrown down had already become a component of the battlefield, and the designated tribes had camped on both sides of it. However, the fact that they broke the mountain peak head-on and rushed towards the center meant that the designated tribes were completely caught off guard.”

It was like that. Like an animal whose heart had been pierced in an instant, Byeongjin of the Jeongjin clan was struggling.

but.

“are you okay.”

I have taught fire to children of the Zhi tribe for over a thousand years. taught writing. I taught him how to burn it, and even taught him how to play with it.

Blood fire.

Even under the dark caves of the Sanwa tribe, the Zhi tribe never lost sight of fire, blessing the living with fire and commemorating the dying with fire.

And I taught them to dance.

Dance is fire spread through the body. I easily changed the hearts of the Zhi people who love fire into the hearts of the Zhi people who love dancing.

The dance was fire, and all the designated tribe members who danced were one fire.

-Bruise.

therefore.

-Tuk.

The phalanx of designated tribes collapsed and was torn down, but that was not the end.

It was a beginning, and if I were to express it, it was closer to a flowering than a collapse.

-Bruise.

-Tuk.

-Bruise.

-Tuk!

The designated tribes did not resist the rush of the noble tribes. If I pushed in, it retreated, and if I swung and hit it, it tore apart.

However, in the process, they shook their hips up and down and kicked the ground. Bruises, bruises, bruises. The warriors lined up on either side of the man also stamped their feet and kicked the ground. Ta-bak, ta-bak, ta-bak! Just as a fire spreads and burns as it burns, the sound of footsteps quickly spread throughout the entire military camp, including to the unit right next to it, to the unit just above it, and even to the unit far out of the way.

——————

faqwiki.us

Join our Discord for new chapter updates!

https://discord.com/invite/xr7SxG5T6V

——————

Tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap!

The battlefield was suddenly filled with the sound of thousands of troops trampling. The designated tribes wrapped around the auror and stamped his feet. Therefore, the sound of those footsteps was not blocked by the rocks on the mountain peaks, nor did it bounce off the tall maple trees, but only became a single flame and flowed to the bottom of the world.

-What, what!

The noble people were perplexed.

-Shit! What a trick!

-Why doesn’t it collapse!?

Like tough leather sacks, the designated tribes accepted the noble tribe’s long rush, and absorbed the shock as a vibration and digested it.

I couldn’t help but be amazed.

‘ah.’

And I was overcome by a strange joy.

‘It’s completed…’ … ‘The Demon Heavenly Demon Law.’

An idea that miraculously came to me one day.

I have a feeling that if, instead of just one person performing the Demon Heavenly Demonic Art, several people, hundreds, even thousands of people practice the Demon Heavenly Demonic Art all at once—what new possibilities would open up?

So this is the first skill I created myself.

+

[Macheonjinbeop (魔天陳法)]

Rank: TBD

Effect: This is a formation based on the Demon Heavenly Demonic Art. This formation embodies an image shared by the casters. The more casters participating in the formation, the more proficient the casters are in the Demon Heavenly Art, and the clearer the images shared between casters, the more powerful the formation becomes.

This strategy has not been proven effective!

You were the first to create this skill. From now on, you must show the potential of Ma Tianjin Beop. When sufficient data accumulates, the level and description of this skill will be revised.

※Currently, the skill level is not set.

+

Ma Cheon Shin-gong was not lacking in defeating the powerful world with his world-class learning.

In that case, if you improve the Demon Heavenly Art and unleash it as a collective weapon… If it could be unleashed, how much formidable power would it unleash?

‘For that, I taught Uburka the Demon Heavenly Art.’

I was lost in thoughts.

The thoughts that had subsided reached my heart and subsided into joy.

‘Uburka spread the devil’s magic to the warriors of the time. Macheon Shingong became the only orthodox swordsmanship in the designated tribe society. And I… … [The play using aurors to dance] was spread to children.’

To the warriors of the designated tribe, an Auror was a demonic magician. The plays unfolding on the stage all became a combination of the Demon Heavenly Demonic Art, and as the number of actors increased, from 3 to 6 to 18, countless demonic demonic arts appeared on the stage.

‘naturally.’

The audience was captivated by the spectacular blood and fire drama.

My heart was pounding.

They were humble guests on stage, but off stage they were mighty warriors like all their compatriots. The Jeongjok tribe, who are warriors, recognized that the blood painting play would become more beautiful when it was revealed to the world than when it remained on the stage.

‘I provide the opportunity, but only so that the children can have fun and discover things on their own.’

Jeong tribe warriors incorporated blood fire play into the military.

Match the beat, match the melody. That alone simply amplified the aura. But what is more important is that all warriors must draw [the same picture] in their heads.

The [Story of the White Lion], told by Uburka like a legend, filled the picture. White lion. our god Our friends. The one who watches over us. The sights he saw as he traveled around the world —- burning mansions, decaying snow fields, a heart broken by a mirror —- have been embedded in the mind of the Zhi Zhi tribe since his childhood.

-right.

Therefore, sing.

-right.

-right.

-Uger.

The footsteps haven’t stopped yet. The sound of footsteps carried by the Aura filled the plain, and the sharp shouts of the designated tribe rang out above them. The designated tribe raised their heads and howled like wolves. So. The sound of footsteps at the bottom blocked the ground, and the high-pitched sound that exploded at the top blocked the sky.

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh! Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh! Ooh, ooh!

Tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap!

The sky of the battlefield was blocked and the earth was blocked.

The sun, which had shed dawn in the sky, was bounced off by the harsh curtain of Aurors and could no longer provide cool light. The plain where the noble tribe entered was engulfed in pure darkness.

A shimmering shadow fell upon the nobles.

3.

-Nyaaa!?

Geomhee, who was at the forefront, was the first to notice the abnormality.

-What is this? Magic… … Not an Auror!?

-Did thousands of these bastards spread their tents at the same time?

-Well, such a useless waste of aura… … If you thought we would be embarrassed by something like this, you were wrong!

7The hero encouraged his subordinates.

-Don’t rush! It just got a little dark!

-There is no damage! They’re just trying to be cool and scare us!

-I killed 20% with this charge! Just continue the attack like this! We have the advantage!

-If they struggle not to be torn apart, scratch them from the inside!

The noble tribes tried to answer the voices of the heroes. But, boom! thud! The sound of footsteps grew louder, and the expanding shadow enveloped them.

-This is like… … .

A noble warrior muttered, feeling an ominous energy.

-It feels like I’m in a cave, not a plain… .

The momentum of the assault, which had been decreasing, eventually stopped. Rather than a roar for attack and massacre, the shouts became closer to a reflexive scream to counter an ominous feeling.

Trudging.

And suddenly the warrior realized that the feeling of stepping on the ground had completely changed.

-… … tree?

A little while ago, the nobles were walking on bare ground. The ground was rough, with rocks rolling around, and if you were not careful you would fall.

However, the feel of the ground I stepped on in this dark space was completely different.

-It looks like a tree.

-I can not see it well.

-No, it’s a tree. wooden floor. It’s also the wooden floor of a very old mansion.

-So, are you saying those pigs created a tree-like texture with auras and surrounded this area?

-Why on earth would you do something like that? … ?

The noble warriors muttered.

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh! Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh! Ooh, ooh!

Tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap!

Meanwhile, the singing and dancing surrounding them was gradually growing louder.

When the world first discovered that song, it was simply a song to boost morale in war, nothing more or less. But the battlefield became dark. The sunlight in the twilight was too weak to dilute the darkness.

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh! Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh! Ooh, ooh!

Tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap!

In the darkness, the voices of the designated people were like a summons to something, like a ritual to curse something. The noble warriors were beyond ominous and sweat began to bead on the backs of their necks.

It didn’t end there.

The nobles who had trained their auras particularly well looked around and realized that something was surrounding them. It is formless and without hostility, but… … A hazy feeling, something wrapping around my ankle.

“performance……?”

It was an aura flowing like smoke.

etc,

Buy Me a Coffee at ko-fi.com

share our website to support us and to keep us motivated thanks <3