Chapter 60 – The Beginning of the Demon Cult Civil War (01)
“Do you understand now? It means that the demonic religion must also change now.”
“I’m not sure about you~”
Heuksa Hyeol-gyeom, the youngest of the eight great elders, was smiling with a simple-looking face like an ordinary country bumpkin, and despite the pressure of the first elder Ganghyeoljima (强頁地魔) in front of him, he was smiling and saying he didn’t really know.
“The other elders all agreed. You are the only one who is wasting time.”
“I’m not sure what you’re talking about, so I’ll ask Cheonma-nim or Cheonma-hu later and give you the answer.”
“Huh.”
At that moment, Ganghyeol Jima could not control her angry temper and threw a punch at Black Sahyeol Gyeom’s solar plexus.
Oh my gosh-!!
“Oh my!”
Even in that brief moment, Black Sahyeol Gyeom wrapped a black self-defense device around his chest, but was unable to completely dissipate Ganghyeol Jima’s iron-colored sword, and rolled backwards three times, crawling on the floor.
“Oh my… What did you do wrong?”
“That’s why you can’t get up from the rock. The heavenly demon that fell down won’t come back, so how long will I have to pay attention to what’s happening?”
As if that was true, the murmurs among the remaining Eight Elders began to grow louder.
“That’s right, it’s true of you too, but didn’t you become an elder because you didn’t want to be defeated among those who dared to challenge the Heavenly Demon in the Demonic Cult and were defeated, or as a reward for the Heavenly Demon’s mercy in sparing them…? So, next time… “Socheonma and Somahu compete to be the successor, and when the next Cheonma is decided, it is up to him as an elder…”
“Hmph, the Demonic Cult’s principle of strength and self-respect is paramount! How strong are those bastards! And how much do they know about the Demonic Cult!”
“Then the strongest one right now is Cheonmahu…”
“Are you trying to hand over Shingyo to a woman from the West who doesn’t know the basics?”
Heuk Sahyeol’s eyes opened sharply at those words, but he soon lowered his head again and hid his identity.
“I don’t know much about such things, I will just do as Cheonmahu tells me.”
“Tsk, tsk… I promoted a lowly bastard living off the land to the rank of Eight Great Elders because he was good at dealing with magical attacks. If he had no sense or ambition, why did he join the Demonic Cult!”
“Elder Il, fix it. Isn’t he really such an insignificant guy?”
“A guy who doesn’t even have the guts to be a man! If he wants to kill King Cheonma so badly, why don’t he castrate his testicles and become a eunuch to help him by his side!”
Even though he heard insults that were difficult for a man to hear, Heuk Sahyeol bowed his head and waited silently.
“It’s okay. I tried to bring him in since he was an elder and I had seen him face to face…”
“If the shadow covers it, it will die and disappear anyway. Don’t worry about it.”
“I guess so. My mouth just got tired for no reason!”
After the rest of the eight great elders disappeared, Heuk Sahyeol Gyeom raised his head while stroking his bruised solar plexus.
“I was relieved that the elders could not feel the Black Moon and Blood Moon Mara Heart Attack of the Black Moon Hall… But they had already been consumed by Mara called greed.”
Heuk Sahyeol, who made a judgment with a cool expression, as if the simple and inarticulate way he spoke just a moment ago was a lie, raised his magic power and restored his chest.
“The frequency of contamination of the shrines that worshiped King Cheonma is increasing. It seems that it is time for the Black Moon Party to invade.”
Just as they said that there was affection among the elders, Heuksa Hyeol-gyeom also had a bond of his own, so he looked regretful.
“I was entrusted by King Cheonma, but I didn’t want to use this. Should I take out Cheonma-dae?”
Even though no one was watching, Heuksa Hyeol-gyeom left the scene again with the face of a good farmer.
With no people left, Paldaejangrosan Mountain was abandoned and empty.
The division began as seven people headed under the shadow of the Black Moon, and one person headed under the sun of the newly rising sun and moon god religion.
However, the division among the Eight Elders was only the beginning in the terrible Demonic War.
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“Are you feeling okay?”
“Whoop… Whoop…”
Was this how Jeonryong Cheongsang felt?
It wasn’t easy to keep up with a stronger expert than me running recklessly.
“Do we really have to go down this road?”
“Cluck… There’s nothing we can do about it. Since we sense the presence of the Black Moon Party, you are the one who suggested that we should draw attention and send away the children of the Demonic Cult.”
“Yes… That’s true.”
When Somahu, who was currently holding Seol-a, approached while avoiding the Black Moon Party’s henchmen, we went around behind him, secured the path, and dealt with the Black Moon Party’s ganja.
To be honest, most of it was handled by Geomseong and I just followed along and watched.
“…..! Beep…”
Before the Ganja of the Black Moon Temple I was about to deal with could blow his whistle, the sword saint’s hand moved, and the dagger stuck in the Ganja’s waist rose up and pierced the owner’s neck.
‘Ha… This is truly ridiculous.’
Even the swordsmanship of manipulating one’s own sword, the Igieo sword, is a skill that is almost magical, but to move someone else’s sword.
Even when I’m moving an object as a surprise attack, if I had to choose between moving a rock rolling on the street and moving a small rock held by a martial artist, I would think it would be better to move the rock, just moving someone’s belongings. It puts a huge burden on me.
However, the Sword Saint does not even let his sword fly, but moves the Black Moon Party’s weapon right away to end his own life. I could apply and simplify the sword, but I could not do it.
“Nobu doesn’t like killing, but the ganja who are controlled by the Black Moon Party can’t be considered alive anymore. Of course, if you look at it deeply, this is also killing.”
Lightly putting his hands together and taking a prayer, Geomseong was immediately running to the next location.
“Are there any other concerns?”
“What are you suddenly worried about…?”
“I’m asking because your expression is always frowning as if you’re biting into bitter gallbladder.”
There haven’t been any problems so far. It’s difficult to follow the Sword Saint’s divine techniques, and the twins of the Demonic Cult just need to run comfortably, but it’s annoying for me to move several times next to them and take care of them.
What if it bothers you at least one thing?
“I’m a little worried about Sojeo Gyu.”
Currently, Gyu Soje was traveling in her carriage with several of her female maids to assist her in her medicine.
At first, Nana Geomseong tried to move on his back, but unlike the martial arts people who were trained like Sikbong, his body was weak, so he couldn’t withstand the light attack techniques tailored to the peak expert level, so he moved separately.
“Kkkkkeul… Well, it’ll be okay. The medical women of Wolhyang and Yakgok are loved children regardless of political or religious factions, so there is no one who can harm that child.”
Even though he had reached this level at this age, Geomsung had too much faith in people.
Perhaps it is because he has such pure thoughts that he has reached this level.
Push!
This time, the Black Moon Temple’s ganja was processed just by moving the sword’s fingers without my having to step forward. I thought that in this case, I wouldn’t even need to move.
“Who is your teacher?”
“This is Master Ok Cheon-woong of Cheongshim Glass Door.”
“I’m talking about a swordsman, not a master of internal skills.”
“He is a man who cannot even be called a teacher. He was an old man who wanted to perfect his swordsmanship and needed help.”
“But it seems like you value your teacher’s mementos quite a bit.”
“I only use it because it is a rare Hancheol sword.”
In addition, this Hancheol Sword was a medium for using Dawn, so it was an essential item to fight against the Black Moon Party.
“After spending some time like this, I can clearly see. It is such a powerful and powerful sword. It is quite complete. The body and swordsmanship, which has been trained to the point where it will be broken if Nobu touches it carelessly, are walking an excellent path. .”
“……”
Geomseong and I have different sword paths. Just as Korean archery is different from archery, the basics may be interchangeable, but if trained to the limit, they become different paths, so even if you learn the swordsmanship of a swordsman, you cannot use it until you reach the stage of Manryuguijong.
It would be more helpful to practice the Jade Rangcheon Sword more.
“The sword in his heart is still soft, but it looks quite solid.”
“……”
“He is stronger and more solid than any swordsman I have ever seen. Although his sword may be small, he has an upright soul.”
The sword is the sword of my heart. I was judging the trial.
“Is that so? I can’t even sense it at my level.”
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“It’s enough for you to grow as is. Maybe you will reach a level even higher than this old man.”
The content hidden in it was a story that is now impossible to understand.
“If you were to compare the state of Samadhi of Seolhwa with me?”
“……”
At that question, Geomseong quietly closed his eyes.
Hooked! Push!
The sound of skin being torn apart echoed throughout the mountain, and after a while, the faint presence of Marasimgong disappeared.
‘Are you saying that you found the location faster than me, who has a special skill in Mara Heart Attack?’
My body tensed again at the thought that if he wanted to, he could take ownership of my Hancheol Sword and stab me in the neck, and I once again realized how much of a monster this old man was.
“If I were to compare you to the last story I saw, you would be a dragon and tiger in your current state. In terms of skills, they would be infinitely similar. There wouldn’t be a difference of even a feather.”
‘Samadhi… Has reached the pinnacle of excellence?’
Even if there is an education as a swordsman, and even if Samae has a natural talent for swordsmanship.
Reaching the pinnacle was not easy.
“Then, of course, it is the attitude that determines victory or defeat between two people. Can you cut a folktale?”
“It’s impossible.”
There was no way I could truly cut down Samae.
And Samae will never seriously try to cut me down.
“Then you will lose.”
“There is no need to fight. Once we find Samae, she plans to quietly retire after finishing the work related to the Black Moon Party.”
“Yeah… That should work.”
Geomseong said that with an expression full of many things and patted my shoulder with his wrinkled hand.
“Be diligent. There will be a time when your sword will be needed.”
After that, Geomseong went down the mountain and joined the twins of the Demonic Cult, and I followed them after confirming that the nearby Black Moon Party members were annihilated.
‘If you have this much energy and a sword that can kill you with a single blow, why did you bring me this far?’
“Kyaaung!”
After wrapping Seol-Ah, who was struggling to get out of Somahu’s body, around her neck again, I walked forward, urging Somahu and Socheonma, who were getting tired.
Perhaps because he moves under the guard of the Sword Saint, he moves openly through the main road, but when he senses the presence of warriors from the faction, he avoids the nearby spot, and then moves again in a running manner, so he can quickly cover Cheonghae and proceed to the vicinity of Hundred Thousand Mountains. There was.
Shoot…
“I will move using a passage that only a few of the demonic cult members know about. However, since I have not maintained regular maintenance for perfect camouflage, there is a possibility that the path may be cut off if it rains like this…”
Socheonma glanced back at the group and scratched her nose awkwardly.
“This group is not set up to be trapped even if the road is blocked.”
I can’t believe I’m giving this explanation to two supreme masters and two minor cult leaders of the Demonic Cult. Even when I thought about it, I thought it was funny.
“Then, from now on, I will enter the Demonic Cult.”
In the pouring rain, Socheonma leads the way, and Geomseong follows behind, guarding the rear as if to guard Somahu, who is slightly behind.
‘The carriage that Sojeo Gyu is riding will take some time.’
The weather was not good, and in any case, it was safer to treat the wounded after the work was over rather than arriving while the fierce civil war was going on in Demon Bridge.
“……Somafu. Are you okay?”
She was worried about Gyu Sojeo’s carriage, but when she saw that steam was rising from Soumafu’s body in front of her, she became worried and asked about it. She stood there silently with rain-soaked red eyes. That was all.
“Why are you doing that? Are you hurt somewhere?”
“He just knows his subject. It’s up to him to bring the salvation army into the Demonic Cult.”
It seemed that Soma Hu had already decided to hand over her position as the next Cheonma to So Cheonma.
She risked her own life to inherit the position of the Heavenly Demon, but since she personally signed a non-aggression pact with her swordsman and made a deal with her, she would be dismissed due to the problems that arose. Is she planning to show off her heroic side to her younger brother?
“If the Sword Saint is with you, you will be safe from any danger.”
In fact, if only those two were sent, victory in the Demonic Cult’s civil war was assured.
The executives of the Black Moon Party may be dangerous, but unless they are monsters higher than the leader of the Four Clan, they will be defeated without even being able to use the Sword Saint’s help.
“The road is about to collapse.”
As Somafu said, the clumsily dug tunnel could not withstand the current heavy rain because it had no supports.
The moment I grabbed her shoulder and pulled her out, part of the crypt collapsed, and the surrounding road collapsed due to the weight of the collapsed soil, so I picked up Somafu, who was still still, and ran through the soil, running on top of it. I switched to the road.
“It’s not like you’re going to die from being buried in that much of her dirt. You’re so disrespectful of your true wife.”
Thanks to the collapse of the shortcut, from now on we will have to go around a part of the Hundred Thousand Mountains mountain range.
“If you keep busy from now on, the time will be right. If there are no other variables.”
“……”
Before I heard her words, I had already taken out my sword.
“Damn it…? My brother told me to come in slowly, but I got lost because of this damn rain…?”
This was because her man, who was strangely bending her neck and arms, and the unmanned men dressed in black following him appeared.
“But luckily, I found Somafu here, huh?”
The man’s body was spreading his cloak, radiating the power of the mad Mara Deep Attack, and an energy that took Somafu’s breath away was emanating from the man’s body.
“You guys are so unlucky, aren’t you?”
“It’s the opposite.”
Seung.
A blue Hancheol sword appears as it cuts through the rainwater.
“Even if you, the unlucky one among the Black Moon Party, falls down on the street, he meets me.”
“hahahaha! I like your confidence, huh? This body is the head of the Black Moon Party!”
“……Yeoncheongha. Affiliated with Cheongshim Glass Moon.”
“Well, now that the introductions are over… Shall we kill each other?!”