Who threatened Cheonma Hara with a knife - Chapter 452



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Episode 452 Revenge (2)

Even though he had stabbed the heart of Eunuch Bang, the target of his revenge, Seo Wan-pyeong’s face was still gloomy.

I wasn’t thinking about the futility of revenge or anything like that.

‘My lord, I did it.’

He felt a great sense of accomplishment.

The shadows on his face were because his face was like that originally.

Now that he has reached the peak of his powers, the aftereffects of the delusions of persecution, depression and insomnia he has suffered from for over twenty years are not going away.

They say that when you’re young, your face is influenced by your parents, but after you turn forty, isn’t it true that the life you’ve lived is reflected in your face?

Seo Wan-pyeong, who had been enjoying the joy with a gloomy face, came to his senses belatedly.

‘this.’

The members were still fighting with the rest of their classmates.

Seo Wan-pyeong put off the pleasure of revenge and flew away.

With stealthy yet swift movements, he melted into the long shadows of the trees in the setting sun and quickly assassinated his fellow classmates.

After I had somehow dealt with all my classmates, I felt a presence beyond the bushes.

They were the warriors of the Heavenly Demon Sect that Eunwigakju had brought along.

Then, Eunwigakju, who had secretly appeared in the darkness, approached Seo Wanpyeong.

“Oh, man. It seems like we’re a step behind.”

“I am sorry for rushing out without saying anything. What happened to the battlefield?”

“There were some Buddhist monks and Shaolin monks, but the leader killed them all. Judging by the haste with which they moved, there must have been some important people here.”

“I was chasing after a fellow classmate who was running away.”

Seo Wan-pyeong, who answered like that, turned his head and looked at Eunuch Bang’s body.

Eunwigakju turned her head to follow him and nodded.

“A new era awaits you. And the last eunuch, Byungpil. Finally, it seems that the momentum for victory has completely passed.”

* * *

A few hours ago, when the news of Shin Seung’s death was delivered to the unit led by Buljon and Eunuch Bang.

News of Shin Seung’s death was also delivered to the unit led by Taekong Gong.

“What an idiot.”

Although he was cursing the dead monk in vain, Taekonggong’s response was completely different from that of Eunuch Bang.

“Tell all troops to prepare for battle immediately.”

The news of Shin Seung’s death must have reached the enemy. Before they can win, they need to move as quickly as possible and inflict as much damage as possible. This was Taekonggong.

As soon as his orders were given, his fellow soldiers and generals hurriedly moved to urge the soldiers, and soon the troops, roughly formed in formation, advanced towards the Cheonmasingyo camp.

one side.

As Taekonggong had expected, the news of Shinsung’s death was also delivered to the Cheonmasingyo Alliance that was confronting them.

Zhuge Liang and Jie Wang, who were together in the command post, opened their mouths in surprise.

“It took just three of us to kill that monster.”

“…No matter how much I think about it, it seems like the left-hander did something.”

At the two’s reactions, Guyangpae, who was also a member of the same Cheonmasingyo sect as Ilmok, burst out laughing.

“Hahaha. Even within our church, you’ve been known as a genius since you were young, but I never would have imagined that you would find a way to deal with that old bastard so soon.”

There was also news that he had been seriously injured and sent to the rear as a reward for killing Shin Seung, but the important thing was that he was alive and had killed Shin Seung.

While Guyangpae was proud of Ilmok, who was a member of the same religious sect, Jegalmun and Jiewang were wondering how Ilmok could have killed Shinsung.

A commotion was heard from outside, and a general came in hurriedly and shouted.

“Excuse me, the enemy soldiers are moving!”

As if he had been waiting, Jegalmun asked in return.

“Are you running away? Or are you advancing?”

“They are advancing this way!”

At his shout, Guyangpae and Geulwang shouted.

“Military! Now is your chance.”

“Now that Shinseung’s location has been confirmed, wouldn’t it be worth a try?”

At the shouts of the two masters, Zhuge Liang firmly shook his head.

“We have to assume that they have heard of Shin Seung’s death. If they are still advancing, doesn’t that mean they are confident?”

“… It means that Taekonggong is there, or the remaining masters of the government forces are all gathered there.”

“Yes, we must retreat now.”

Could it be because Zhuge Liang had proven his military prowess during the previous war?

The two masters accepted Zhuge Liang’s proposal without further discussion.

Soon after, the sound of drums signaling a retreat echoed through the Cheonmasingyo camp.

Since there were many soldiers who had been in actual combat, the soldiers of the Cheonmasingyo moved in an orderly manner even while fleeing, and even their retreat speed was just as fast as that of the charging enemy.

“These cowards!”

Taekong Gong’s face crumpled involuntarily at the sight of the enemy fleeing as fast as they charged.

Even though the soldiers were running slower than the fleeing ones, the distance didn’t get any closer.

Finally, Taekonggong, unable to bear it any longer, stepped forward with a sharp shout.

“Follow me!”

He quickly unleashed his lightness and ran at incredible speed, with his classmates and the masters of the palace following behind him.

The King of Geulwang shouted urgently after seeing the old man running at an incredible speed.

“As the military expected! It must be Taekonggong!”

Immediately afterwards, Zhuge Liang swung his fan vigorously and shouted.

“All troops! Spread out!”

I had no intention of forming a siege.

If we had only killed Taekonggong, it would have been fine. The enemy’s main force would have arrived before Taekonggong’s internal energy ran out, so it would have been a sure defeat.

It was a scattering to escape.

Perhaps because they had been training for such a situation, as soon as Zhuge Liang’s order was given, the unit split into small pieces and scattered in all directions except the rear.

And soon, Taekonggong arrived at the Cheonmasingyo camp.

Crunch!

Like a dragon let loose among a flock of sheep, each time Taekonggong swung his sword, several soldiers’ bodies were cut down in an instant, with blood and body parts flying in all directions.

The nearby Cheonmasingyo warriors turned around and started running away.

“Soldiers, run away!”

“We have to buy even just one second!”

They rushed towards Taekonggong like moths to a flame, buying time for the other troops to make a move.

Crunch.

The sound of cutting echoed incessantly, and the corpses of the Heavenly Demon Sect’s warriors piled up around Taekonggong.

It may have seemed like a futile act at first, but in the split second they saved, the rest of the troops were able to escape a few more steps.

“Those damn bastards!”

Taekonggong let out another sharp roar and dove towards his next prey.

Every time, those who were willing to throw their bodies to block him jumped out, and before long, the Cheonmasingyo forces were split into small pieces and scattered in all directions.

How long did it take to slaughter those who had scattered here and there, while spreading out their attacks in all directions?

“Fuck.”

Now that the remaining Cheonmasingyo forces were no longer visible, Taekonggong cursed and took back his sword.

Soon after, one of his classmates approached Taekong and reported.

“It is a great victory. Our casualties are minimal, and it seems that at least one third of the enemy forces have been killed.”

Taekonggong wanted to swing his sword at the thoughtless report right away, but he suppressed his anger for now.

‘Yeah. At least I killed thousands, so it was better than just sitting still.’

Taekonggong tried to calm himself down by repeating to himself:

But two days later.

More terrible news reached him, overshadowing his minor victories.

“Those sent to Hapyang were all annihilated? What do you mean? What happened to the monk from Shaolin and Admiral Dongchang?”

“… There is a person who saw the Buddha being burned to death by the leader of the Demonic Cult. And in the case of Admiral Dongchang, it is impossible to confirm whether he is alive or dead.”

As soon as his classmate finished reporting, a terrible aura emanated from Taekonggong’s entire body.

“Eeeeek. Those guys are worse than dogs!!”

Taekong himself couldn’t tell whether he was talking to his incompetent allies or to the Heavenly Demon Sect.

Following Shinsung, even Buljon died.

Funnily enough, this was the painting that Taekonggong originally wanted.

It wasn’t just those two.

Yang Muja and Namgung Jin had also died long ago, so now there were hardly any martial artists left who were with the government troops.

The Gupaebang and Childaesega, who once advocated the inviolability of official duties and ran wild as they pleased. Even the Moorim Alliance, which was their center.

Most of those great powers have fallen, and most of those who once boasted of being the Twelve Thousand Lords are dead.

Everything was as Taekongkong had hoped, but he was not happy at all.

Of the remaining twelve heavenly lords, two were King Hwangbo-ak and King Jeong-gu, who had joined the Cheonmasingyo religion, and the remaining two were King Jjamsugumseon and King Heukgonmu, who had caused a rebellion in the south.

It didn’t end there. Zhuge Liang and Qingcheng were also attached to the Demonic Cult.

On the other hand, what about the coffin?

The three military commanders were killed, the Northern and Southern military commanders were also killed, and all the thugs who had been allies with them were killed.

It was obvious that Comrade Mo Gyu-pil, the commander of the Royal Guard, who had gone missing, was also dead.

‘It was a grand plan that I had prepared for my entire life. Where on earth, where on earth did it go wrong?’

That monster of the Heavenly Demon Sect. When I first heard the news that the previous Heavenly Demon had died, I thought everything was going according to his goal.

Taekonggong’s thoughts, which were reflecting on the flow of events that had occurred, soon culminated in one name.

The one who revealed the plan to wipe out the martial arts world that Taekonggong had been preparing for his entire life.

A person who brought in the political faction members who were no different from enemies and created a force to oppose the government.

The one who killed Shin Seung, a master who was no less skilled than Taekong himself.

“It’s all because of that guy.”

The murderous intent towards Ichimoku, whose exact location was unknown, was overflowing from Taekongkong’s entire body.

* * *

Brrrr.

When Ilmok suddenly started to tremble, Ma-ui and Seo Jae-pil looked at him with interested expressions.

“Oh, you look like you’re really weak.”

“I think the problem might be the yin yang of the upper chamber, Elder Ma.”

“Hahaha. On the contrary, it could be that the heat source of the interruption battle has been weakened. In this case, I guess I should check it out myself.”

In the conversation between the two, Ichimoku took a step back and said.

“What do you mean, ‘confirmation in person’? Are you really going to rip out my brain and heart?”

As I listened to the conversation between those two crazy congressmen, I couldn’t help but get goosebumps and shiver all over my body.

“Hahaha. There’s no way that could happen.”

“We don’t have the technology to revive him yet, so it’ll be difficult, sir.”

It sounded like he was willing to teach if only he had the skills.

‘Well, you’re not going to teach me right away?’

Ilmok tried to think positive thoughts.

‘Well, they are definitely capable gentlemen, so I guess I should trust them for now. I guess I just have to keep them from getting stabbed in the body…?’

After a terrifying examination, the doctor gave Ilmok some unidentifiable herbal medicine.

“The details are quite serious and it’s not a situation that will get better in a day or two, but it seems like it can be treated somehow.”

“Well, that’s a relief.”

“Also, you should rest as comfortably as possible for the time being. After all, this hall is a place set aside for high-ranking officials within the school, so it would be a good place to rest.”

“All right.”

After finishing the conversation, Ma-ui left the ward to take care of other patients.

Ilmok, who was resting blankly in his room, felt lonely just lying down, so he went for a walk.

While I was wandering around the pavilion, a man with a familiar face appeared on the other side. It was the Magician’s Master, Yan Ga-hui.

‘Come to think of it, I heard that Yeom Gwan-ju was also recovering in Seoan from a serious injury.’

At that moment, Yeom Ga-hui also noticed the sight and bowed slightly in greeting.

“The Lord of the Magic Circle has come to see the Master.”

“It’s been a long time since I’ve seen you. Your Majesty, how are you feeling?”

The eyes of the person asking that question were directed to the bandages wrapped around Yeom Ga-hwi’s hands.

“Shin Seung. When I fought that guy and was defeated, I thought that everything was over, but now I am slowly recovering.”

I heard that Yeom Ga-hui had both of his arms broken in the fight with Shin Seung.

If it had been broken very cleanly and sharply, then that would be fine. It had been broken into several pieces, and was nearly impossible to repair with the technology of the time.

As a martial artist, Yeom Ga-hwi was now in a terrible situation where he would have to live a life as a disabled person, never being able to practice martial arts again.

“Thanks to the surgery performed by the magician, my bones are now healing. I never would have imagined that, using medicine, not swordsmanship, they would cut open the flesh on my arm, piece the bones together, and sew them back together to put the flesh back together.”

At Yeom Ga-hwi’s words, Ilmok felt goosebumps.

“Did you have that surgery yourself?”

Although drugs were used as anesthetics, they did not have the same anesthetic effect as modern ones.

“Isn’t it better than being disabled? It stung quite a bit, but it was more bearable than I thought.”

“…Just like Guan Yu.”

“Hahaha. Now that I think about it, I think there was a story like that.”

Ilmok laughed bitterly at Yeom Ga-hwi’s hearty laughter.

‘That’s a bluff.’

No matter how much I thought about it, I felt like I screamed “Kyaak kyaak”.