A Spy’s Demonic Life - Chapter 222



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222.

#I have no choice but to leave it to heaven

An incomprehensible situation.

Are you really going to kill Jang Il-seo?

No, it’s different.

The dagger cut through the rope that was holding Jang Yi-seo’s right hand taut, not Jang Yi-seo’s.

Myo Chae-kyung ended up choosing him!

And the sword of the black sword that arrived late flashed a pure white light with the momentum of a single sword and two swords over Jang Yiseo’s head.

Crunch!

The black flower that had landed on the ground felt like it had been cut and he raised his head with a smile.

But at that moment.

“no?!”

What he saw was not the torn book in two, but his own blow completely free from bondage.

puck!

“Kwaaak!”

The blackened man falls down the scaffold again. But this is only the beginning.

“Hit!”

The black magicians who arrived one after another cut their swords from all directions.

I heard a rumor that he defeated the Swordsman of the Heavenly Blade, but it was just a rumor.

In their eyes, he was nothing more than a rascal from the counterintelligence unit. It was an obvious ending for anyone to see.

But… … .

“Kaaaak!”

“Ugh!”

The scene on the scaffold shattered everyone’s expectations. Black-clad warriors fell down with screams.

At the end, only one person was left.

The Seven Princes’ Assistant, Jang Seo.

Now was the moment to show the world that his skills were not in vain.

“Are you just going to keep watching?”

Jang Yi-seo said mockingly.

“You idiots… …!”

At this, Grand Duke Cheonmugi ground his teeth and looked around the execution platform. Only about fifteen black hwawi had fallen and collapsed.

“Kkaaa!”

And just now two more were added.

This is by no means a coincidence.

‘Jang I-seo, you were hiding your strength.’

Otherwise, it would not be possible to easily defeat the black magicians who range from first-class to top-class.

Moreover, the Ghost Army is in a standoff with the Demon Doctor, and the Four Guardians… … .

“The Swordsman of the Heavenly Kingdom?!”

Surprisingly, the leader of the Magachilgaek was blocking the way.

“Do you dare to block my successor?”

“sorry.”

Even if he is a successor, he cannot be higher than Socheonma.

“under…….”

In the end, the Grand Duke sighed at the scene that had become a mess.

Even if you win, it’s not a win.

Heukhwawi was at a loss, unable to do anything with just one of his assistants, while the Ghost Demon Army and Sakongja watched from their feet.

If it ended like this, Ilsogung’s status would fall to the bottom, and all they would remember would be the moment they were struggling with just one throne.

Yes, if it ends like this.

one…….

“I think you’ve forgotten who I am.”

He is the Grand Prince of the Black Magic Emperor, Cheonmugi.

The first successor to Cheonsan and the one who will lead Manma in the future.

“I will deal with you.”

Kwaaaaang!

A dark light radiated from both eyes, and a tremendous amount of demonic energy surged forth with a loud noise.

This is a magical art created by the famous Great Demon Lord in his later years, long ago when the Blood Cult and the Demonic Cult were one.

It was a heaven-breaking black magic technique that caused 100 out of 100 deaths.

Although it was a magical art that was difficult and dangerous to master and thus forbidden to practice, the Grand Duke obtained it from the Manma Branch and succeeded in mastering it.

Its power is incomparable to that of other martial arts.

chuck!

And as if to prove his skills, he disappeared in an instant and reappeared on the execution stand.

“Hey, this is Seo-!”

“You probably don’t have the energy to look around?”

“Crash!”

As the startled demon turned his head, the Ghost Demon Army took advantage of the gap and struck his chest with its powerful force.

“Elder!”

Ji Dae-ho and Man-geum-su ran towards him and stopped the ghost army.

“Even the heads of the clans… … are going crazy. Okay. I’ll kill them all!”

The doctors of Doksan Pavilion, including Yeop-gwang, are engaged in a battle with Heukhwawi, and the swordsman of Beoncheon is also engaged in a confrontation with Sakongja.

Although he had the Four Sea Spirits and the Infinite, he was too burdened to break the doctrine, so he just stood there with his lips pursed.

A situation where there is no one to help Jang I-seo.

“I will take your life myself.”

“It won’t be that easy.”

Eventually, a showdown between the two took place under the names of the Executioner and the Apostate.

‘You’re definitely strong.’

Jang-seo sensed his energy. What he would not have been able to see clearly in the past became clear as he was about to reach his climax.

The sight of black azaleas sprouting out of his body without mercy.

If you rush in without knowing, you will be possessed by that magic and die without even knowing what happened.

‘Can we win?’

No. He shook his head coldly.

The opponent was a top-tier expert. To be honest, he wasn’t someone I could win against. But on the other hand, I was curious.

In the past, a single attack would have cut off his neck, but now that he has blocked the third attack and mastered the Namcheonneungga-gyeong.

How long can he last against Grand Duke Cheonmugi, one of the best swordsmen in the Demonic Cult?

His spirit of victory was rising, and his tension was high. But he did not let his guard down. He was alert to every move he made.

Cheonmugi reached for the sword at his waist. He didn’t pull it out. Instead, he took a deep breath.

It’s a swordsmanship technique. It’s to end it with a single blow. Black azaleas gather in his palm.

A sharp energy that seemed like it would cut through even the wind. I realized it right away.

Extreme pleasure.

If you follow this with your eyes, it will be too late.

I had to read the waves. When the rough waves hit the roots of that slowly moving azalea.

just now!

『Namcheonneungga-gyeong (南天楞伽經) Cheonma-gi (天魔氣)』

Suaaaak!

A black light flashed before his eyes. Jang Seo also turned pitch black and flew to the side.

The energy of Cheonma is maximized through Namcheonneunggagyeong!

“damage……?”

Then, the sword energy of Banwon passed through the place where Jang Yi-seo was standing.

It grew larger and larger, and after passing a dozen paces it became as big as a house.

A level of sword power that would absolutely be impossible to block if received from the front.

But what was even harder was avoiding it. Jang Seo did that.

“Jang Yi-seo… … You’ve gotten stronger in the meantime.”

Sa Hae-ryeong, who had been watching with a heavy heart, swallowed dry saliva.

Muhanseong was so surprised that he froze with his mouth open. Next to him, Jo Yang-ak commented briefly.

“To dodge the Archduke’s sword? That’s certainly impressive.”

Only then did Muhanseong come to his senses belatedly and answer with a hollow laugh.

“Does that seem like a big deal? Assistant Cho should never fight with Jang Il-seo.”

“What do you mean?”

“What are you asking? If you stick with it, you’ll definitely lose.”

Jo Yang-ak’s face turned red. What kind of mysterious defeat is this? Of course, I know that Jang Yi-seo is stronger than his reputation. But.

“I am a desperate man.”

“Okay. Then how many strikes do you think the sword that Cheonmugi unleashed just now took?”

“yes?”

“Six sums.”

What the hell is this? The meaning of Ilgeom is one, so it’s Ilgeom, but what about six combinations? Then it’s Yukgeom.

“Before the sword, five lines of the Black Magic Sword of the Fallen Heaven extended from the Grand Duke’s body, and Jang-seo dodged them all before escaping. So a total of six.”

“Wow, that’s ridiculous… … !”

“The state of being able to do such absurd things is the pinnacle of skill, and Jang-seo avoided it, so he must be at least on par with it.”

It was an absolutely unbelievable story.

‘And the pressure that’s radiating from him right now. I’ve never seen anything this strong except from my father.’

And this was a common feeling felt by everyone watching the confrontation between the two.

A problem too big to find one answer to.

I was drawn into the match again.

Suaak!

When Cheonmugi drew his sword, Jang-seo dodged it and even counterattacked.

It was clear that Jang Seo was being pushed around helplessly, but that wasn’t important.

The problem was that he, a mere counterintelligence officer, was standing up to the world’s greatest prince.

“Your Highness… … .”

Just looking at the Ghost Army, you can tell how serious the problem is. He wasn’t just looking away, he was completely absent-minded and had stopped fighting.

‘If it is spread that the Grand Duke tried to kill his aide to hide his corruption, and that he was not far behind in skill… … .’

This was no different from all the achievements built up to that point collapsing.

And Cheonmugi also knew this well. That’s why, even though he was ahead, his face was filled with the expression of a defeated general who had lost his entire army.

“How dare you… how dare you-!”

Woof woof woof-!

The Heavenly Weapon, which was so enraged that it finally drew out all of the power of the Black Magician of the Fallen Heaven.

A black haze that covers the entire body is shot out at once.

Jang Seo-do must have felt that he could no longer avoid it, so he prepared his final move.

『Namcheonneungga-gyeong (南天楞伽經), Cheonma-gi (天魔氣), Noejeonbeop (雷轉法), and Johwasul (造化術)』

The yin and yang energy separate from the palm, and in an instant, black brain power swirls fiercely and forms a sphere.

Here, a splendid golden light seeps in and transforms into the darkest and most oppressive sphere in the world.

The strongest attack he can perform at the moment.

It’s the True Thunder Ball!

“I’ll kill you-!”

Kwakwakwakwang!

Black light and wind pressure radiated in all directions along with successive explosions.

“Ugh!”

The crowd was blown away like autumn leaves, and most of the leaders were pushed back by the violent waves that erupted.

And when I looked ahead again.

All that was left were the collapsed execution platforms and the rising clouds of dust.

Before I knew it, the room became as quiet as a mouse, and after a while, the results were revealed.

“ah…….”

The Cheonmugi standing tall. And Jang Seo kneeling on one knee in front of it.

The fight is over.

The process was surprising, but the ending was what everyone expected.

“Cough!”

Jang Yi-seo lost, and Cheon Mu-gi won.

‘I couldn’t use my strength… until the end.’

Jang Yi-seo couldn’t hide his frustration and coughed up blood.

Although he was successful in creating the lightning ring, it didn’t take long before his body couldn’t hold out and it exploded.

‘If only I had reached the pinnacle… … .’

A bitter sense of defeat followed the sense of defeat.

After the ghost of Changgwi, the enemy of Jeok Arin, and the enemy of Sakongja, and then the enemy of Daegongja, Cheonmugi. He suffered three defeats in a row.

Of course, those who were watching could not help but be astonished.

“What the hell are you… … .”

In particular, the impact of the Thousand Weapons was the greatest.

At first I thought he was just a talker, then I thought he had hidden skills, and now… … .

‘It’s dangerous. A guy who was just a wild dog made me feel the fear of death.’

He knew it too. If Jang Yiseo’s power hadn’t been extinguished, it would have been he who would have lost.

The fear this caused was beyond imagination.

It wasn’t a fear of defeat. It was a panic about losing to Jang Il-seo, whom he regarded as a mere aide.

‘It must be eliminated. Absolutely.’

My heart sank, and my eyes became as cold as ice.

Gooooooo-!

And again, a black mist rose up. It was the Black Magician of the Fallen Heaven.

The momentum was still fierce, and the body was full of leisure.

On the other hand, Jang-i-seo frowned and looked up at the sky as if he was in despair.

An ending that no one can change.

“It looks like we’ve run out of all the numbers we prepared.”

Arsenic was in the mouth of the Thousand Weaponsman.

“I admit it. You don’t even have enough room for a throne. If only I had more time, I could have soared higher.”

Everyone who heard it doubted their ears. I was surprised when I saw it, but it was so surprising that the Archduke would acknowledge it like that.

“But that’s it. You must die here today. It’s not because you are lacking. It’s just because I am the power of the school. Because I recognized you too early. That’s why you are dying.”

He raised his sword. Then, a black haze spread across his fingertips and to the tip of the sword. Soon, the silver became a deep darkness, as if it were dipped in black ink.

The power to handle the sword, which goes beyond a single line of sword energy and becomes one with the sword.

It is the Heaven-Breaking Black Dragon Sword.

Originally, it was a power that could only be wielded by those who had reached the highest level of demonic power, but his magic temporarily realized it.

To put it simply, it means that Jang Seo cannot dare to stop it.

“Do you have a will?”

Cheonmugi raised his sword and asked his last question. But Jang-seo continued to look only at the sky and shouted.

“Are you just going to keep watching?”

What did you say? He had clearly asked the same question before. Cheonmugi thought that was what he had said to himself.

But now that I look at it, it doesn’t seem to be the case.

Cheonmugi’s head slowly rose as he suddenly felt a chill.

And at that very moment.

Doo doo doo doo!

The axis began to shake.

“What is this… … .”

It was the sound of footsteps. And it wasn’t just one or two, it was an unspecified number of people!

Everyone, including the Grand Duke, turned their heads towards the source, the South Gate, in confusion.

Okay then.

“Jang Yi-seo-!”

A thunderous sound that seemed as if my eardrums would burst echoed throughout the world.

“no way……!”

The moment when Grand Duke Cheonmugi’s eyes fill with astonishment.

“If you touch me, you will die by my hand!”

A red-haired mermaid appeared at the entrance with a roar!

Maoooooooo-!

And the seven martial artists in red uniforms follow suit!

It’s the Chilsogung Palace. They have arrived.

A majestic appearance on a whole different level from the insignificant times of the past.

“How could you, who are supposed to be at the Manma Bunchong…? No way?!”

His head slowly turned towards the sky again.

And then I had to fall to my knees.

‘If that’s the case… … there’s only one way left.’

‘Is it really there?’

‘I have no choice but to leave it to heaven.’

It wasn’t a stroke of luck.

A white-haired lord calmly walking down from the sky, treading on the empty space.

The only being who can look down on Manma.

An absolute being who can mercilessly trample on the power of the Archduke.

“May the Heavenly Demon Lord be blessed!”

Cheonma Jinwookwang.

That was it.