Chapter 105 – War God Festival (14)
“It is the Tomb of Mucho Wushu. You are going the hard way.”
Cheon Ha-yeon murmured softly. I know what she’s worried about.
“That’s right. It’s a failed payment now.”
Cheon Ha-yeon, who was staring at me blankly, shook her head.
“It seems like it would be possible for you. You have a natural sense.”
I shrugged.
Rather than being congenital, it is an acquired sense acquired through unmarriedness. I still don’t know much about infidelity. The only thing I can know is that he took on the role of naturally supporting me by being located in the upper rank.
“Can you do it too?”
“No, I think it will be difficult.”
“Yes?”
“You don’t seem to be aware of how transcendent the martial arts you are using are.”
“Because I was just born. Even though it’s based on blood magic, but…”
“If I want to learn it, I will have to reach the stage where I perfectly embody the movement of my heart. There are different ways to go right now.”
“Ah, that’s it.”
Understood.
There are countless branches of martial arts, and not all pursued the same thing. Mucho was not unconditionally superior to Yucho, and vice versa.
It is said that it is a noble species, but as it approaches the final point, everyone becomes similar. You never know how long it will take to get there.
“Are you ready for Ma Yeong-sura University?”
“Of course. Arranged as you requested.”
“Thank you as always.”
Cheon Ha-yeon received so many things. If it wasn’t for her right now, she wouldn’t even be able to enter Protestantism. Nothing else to say. Each one was like a miracle.
“Then.”
Chun Ha-yeon, who came right in front of me, looked up at me. Her crooked eyes were quite graceful.
“Why?”
“Wait a moment.”
Cheon Ha-yeon came to my chest. I gently brushed the back of her hair.
“It is done now.”
Chun Ha-yeon, who had been hugged for a while, widened the distance. And then he quietly changed his appearance. Unlike before, it was a normal appearance that could be seen anywhere except for the beautiful blonde.
“…The secret techniques of the Protestant Church are also quite mysterious.”
“It is the origin of the blood religion. There are some things that are in line with each other.”
With a bitter smile, Chen Ha-yeon nodded her head.
“Let’s go. Summer awaits.”
Since it is said that it is “Mosajaein” (謀事在人), “Seongsajaecheon (成事在天)”, I have done everything that I can do in my line.
***
Finals.
As expected, it ended up here. Although the opponent on the other side was completely unexpected. In some ways, it fit. This is because such a grand festival creates the perfect environment for terrorism.
In addition, because so many people were gathered, it was impossible to concentrate.
Right now, President Dokgopae waited in Seongnam to protect the people of the academy, not Cheolwon. This side had Vice President Koh Seung-bin instead, but the distribution of power was inevitable.
[Cheer up, ‘Devil King’ Kim Moo-gong!]
Little waiting time. A chat flew in from midsummer.
[That bastard’s demon king is a bit.]
[Why, it suits you well and I like it.]
[I think Kim Yong would have liked the Demon King more than the Hero, but I’m actually Young.]
[If you get to know him, isn’t he a born star? If it wasn’t for this kind of world, Kim Yong would have been a celebrity. Like a lintel.]
[Maybe. It reminds me of that demon king before we possessed him.]
[Well. It’s not serious anyway.]
It was. Unlike Moorim’s nickname, the title Demon King was given to me solely for the success of the festival.
To put it bluntly, it was similar to the ring name of a martial artist. In real life, some of the players I knew had pretty flashy ring names. Zombies or Shogun. Looking at it now, it seems that the nickname has a similar feeling. If you look at the fact that even in modern times, they write nicknames.
[OK. You are very careful. If your plans seem to go awry, get out of the body first. Know? Your life is more important to me than the lives of tens of thousands of unknown faces.]
[…Yes.]
[I will be back.]
After a few events before the finals, I went up on the non-stage.
As befits the finale, the finale of the festival, the open non-stage boasted a huge area. To the point where it doesn’t matter at all even if the super-high masters fight with each other.
It was also possible because we merged all the non-stages that were previously divided into one.
Bubbly.
Heavy footsteps rang out. Someone started coming up from the other side of me.
Blonde hair. He was a man who seemed to embody the representative image that comes to mind when we associate Westerners.
Oscar von Schaumberg.
Von is a name given mainly to people of aristocratic descent in Germany. Certainly, at a glance, it was a demeanor reminiscent of a son of an aristocrat somewhere.
Looking at the appearance, it was hard to think of the trash of the Blood Religion.
“Please take good care of me.”
Fluent Korean. Strong eyes peeped through the shiny blonde hair. I silently nodded and distanced myself.
“Begin.”
At the same time as the unnamed professor’s declaration, loud cheers resounded from all directions. Even though there is a considerable distance to the non-stage, it was enough to hear here, so there was a huge crowd as expected from the finals. The unknown professor who exchanged glances with me once disappeared into the distance.
It was as expected so far.
Oscar drew her straight sword in her one hand and gathered it to her chest. It was close to the polite sword ceremony of knights.
‘Whoa.’
She took a deep breath and focused only on the person in front of her.
‘…I can’t deny it.’
The author is certain to be the purveyor of blood ties. The reason I thought so was nothing else.
Because I felt an explosive energy that filled my whole body.
I could tell without looking at the status window. Right now, I have activated both Hyeopinjiro and Heavenly Demon Sacred Art. In other words, it was said that killing the author was within the scope of the agreement.
If it was an ordinary person, there would be no way that the Gyupinjiro would explode. Unlikely. Excluded for now
A silver light shimmered on the opponent’s sword, which began to jockey. What was like that turned into a dazzling brilliance before I knew it. It was a sword that was close to sword steel.
He was also hiding his skills.
‘Kill.’
If the opponent was a master of the Hwagyeong, now was the opportunity to hide his identity and suppress his power. As soon as he made up his mind, the energy of the Heavenly Demon Spirit rushed through the bloodstream like a raging sword, strengthening the muscles of the whole body.
Boom – A thunderous roar rang out. Jin-gak light waves emitted from Yongcheon-hyeol shattered the non-stage floor. I cut through the stone dust spreading like a cloud and approached Oscar in an instant.
Ugh-
A transparent membrane wrapped around Oscar’s body. Even though he had received all kinds of buffs and generously poured his ability points to the edge of the flower, the opponent put on self-defence for a short time.
[The Three Apostles of Blood Bridge.]
At the same time as the electric sound, the guy flinched. I threw out the flames that raged from my palms.
Kwagwagwang-
Waves like a typhoon whirled and swept all over the place. The immense heat melted more than a hundred meters away and turned it into glass. The name Hellfire was not a waste.
“Cool…!”
The man who hurriedly stepped back spewed out a handful of blood. It was unreasonable until death. Still, this made it clear.
He is the three apostles of the Blood Religion. Or someone who is similar to him is right.
“…The information leaked out.”
Through the blazing heat, a sound like a growl of a beast could be heard.
“Uh, there was ganja inside the blood bridge.”
True or not, you hit a bluff. In fact, rather than ‘Ganja’, the role of Beatrice, who couldn’t quite understand what she was thinking, played a big role.
“…Anyway, this is the end.”
Kung-Oscar suddenly raised his sword and slammed it into the ground. A group of red lights spread out in all directions around the sword. It was similar to the phenomenon experienced on an uninhabited island.
‘Space isolation.’
The entire non-stage was temporarily quarantined. It was a method unique to the blood religion. Even President Dok Go-pae and Vice-President Ko Seung-bin were vigilant, but in the end, this happened.
The air was distorted and a bloody haze appeared, attempting to disturb the senses.
Kung- The Heavenly Demon Spirit, which happened naturally, blocked all interference.
“Kuh…! That’s amazing. Indeed, the young schoolmaster deserves to be wary.”
Oscar, who spurted blood once again, shuddered slightly. Despite the intense self-defence, the fire from the Heavenly Demon Beast dealt a serious blow to Oscar’s insides.
And the fire of hell, once kindled, is not easily quenched. As if he had no intention of hiding it any longer, Oscar’s eyes flashed with blood.
If legal martial arts are at odds with the demons, then my heavenly demon divine art subdues the demons. It would have been much more difficult if he had been a soldier of Hwagyeong who had learned the martial arts of Jeongjong. However, Oscar was clearly learning martial arts using magic.
Therefore, even at this moment, the flames of the fire must be gnawing away at Oscar’s whole body. At least, I’m suppressing it with a desperate state.
Swoop-
The sound of rustling clothes echoed from all directions. Even though it was a type of strategy that isolates space, those presumed to be blood cultists surrounded me through the bloody mist.
Most of them seemed to be mixed with climaxes and transcendents in some places.
The number is about forty.
There are many. It was obvious how much effort the Blood Bridge had put into this work.
However, the only flower in front of me was Oscar.
That’s it.
A soft smile formed on the corners of his lips.
[Start.]
Send a message to Midsummer.
With my hands behind my back, I put the will I had raised to the limit so far into one advance.
Heavenly Demon King.
The steps of the heavenly horse reign over ten thousand horses.
Thud-
A heavy roar spread out, and the heads of the surrounding blood cultists exploded like crushed watermelons.
