Chapter 162

Name:Moon-Shadow Sword Emperor Author:
Episode 162

: There was something I wanted to find out by interrogating the film crew.

‘A warrior from the Beast Palace that I saw a while ago. There is a need to understand how he became a member of the film corps.’

Yeongeumdae was a military organization under the direct control of the Ma cult leader.

All of the warriors belonging to the group were skilled individuals who had been selected and taught by the cult leader.

At least that’s what I knew until now.

‘It’s not that strange for a warrior from the Beast Palace to commit himself to the Demonic Cult. ‘Because those who have learned magic are ostracized in the same way, whether in the Jungwon or the Namman.’

If a person who has not attained the Reverse Blood Retardation learns magic, there is a high probability that he or she will become a madman.

In other words, it is rare, but there are definitely people who remain sane even after learning magic.

‘The warrior of the Beast Palace, who had come into contact with the demonic arts, left Namman and entered the religion. It’s possible up to this point. The problem is...’

How could a foreigner who was not from Jamma-dong become a member of the English Music Academy?

Of course, film corps members are selected through strict screening.

There’s no way he could be given the task of inspecting the school simply because he’s excellent at martial arts.

Aren’t the talented people that the Ma Clan master liked selected?

In the first place, it was impossible to list one’s name in the directory delivered to the religious leader unless one’s identity had been clearly verified.

Therefore, I suspected that there might be some kind of connection between the Demonic Cult and the Beast Palace.

What if the group member in question was not a deserter but a warrior officially dispatched by the Beast Palace?

What if the reason the religious leader assigned him to the Youngeumdae, a military organization under his direct control, was not simply out of whim but for smooth exchange with the Beast Palace?

‘It may be unlikely, though.’

It was worth checking it out.

What if there really is a point of contact between the Beast Palace and the Demonic Cult?

‘My head hurts just thinking about it.’

While rubbing my chin and thinking, I looked back at Seo-yeon Tang and asked.

“Could you please borrow some dead soul poison?”

* * *

“I was trapped in heavenly land.”

“what?”

“The Hwayang Sangdan put a bounty on our heads. Because the amount was so large, it is said that all the nearby Segawa clans came forward.”

“What nonsense is that!”

After hearing his subordinate’s report, Il-ho made a blank expression.

It’s a mess.

When on earth did something like that happen?

“......Right. Did the secretaries of Haeulpyo Bureau contact Hwayang Sangdan? “We were so busy chasing after the target that we didn’t notice anything unusual.”

“I guess so.”

“In that case, there is a high possibility that the sixth unit dispatched to the nearby village was also attacked.”

Il-ho’s expression was contorted like a murderer.

I was so surprised that I even felt absurd.

I never thought I would be cornered like this.

“What should I do?”

“......There is a way out. “Even if Cheonnajimang was spread, the level of the warriors who built it would not be very high.”

Il-ho, wearing the mask he had taken off, had his eyes shining sharply.

It was a hopeless situation, but I had no intention of giving up.

“Also, since each faction and family are competing with each other, connection will not be easy. “If we dig into that part well, we will somehow be able to escape from here.”

“The great lord who leads the three groups also said the same thing.”

“Where is he now?”

“He left saying he would make the first move. “It looks like he’s moving separately from us.”

“Well, it wouldn’t be a bad idea to split into two and move. “Nothing good comes from rushing around.”

Ilho nodded and got up from his seat.

Under the dim light, the muscular upper body was revealed.

“Ugh...”

A moan came out from my clenched mouth.

The recently inflicted wounds opened and blood flowed out.

‘Heavenly Dragon. ‘He’s a lot scarier than I thought.’

When I first saw him forming the sword cavity, I couldn’t believe my eyes.

The state of Hwagyeong at a mere age.

It didn’t take long for distrust to turn to fear.

The brain energy condensed to its limit took the shape of a small needle.

“Sigh!”

Twenty-third herbivorous month (水月).

The remnants that remained along the sword’s path crumbled into countless blades.

The movements of the Great Lord were restricted by the illusory blades that surrounded him front, left, and right.

I took advantage of that opportunity to rush to the front of the opponent and unleashed a condensed white lightning.

The eyes of Lord Yeongeum widened as he reflexively raised his sword to defend himself.

Damn it! Jump!

Cracks appeared on the surface of the sword.

The crack gradually increased in size and eventually shattered the sword.

Sigh!

The condensed white lightning penetrated into the solar plexus of the Lord Yingyin.

And at the same time, a member of the film crew who was watching the situation from behind took something out of his pocket.

After recognizing the object’s identity, I narrowed my eyes.

‘Firecracker?’

* * *

Pow!

Fireworks decorated the night sky.

“It’s a signal.”

After confirming the signal, the short-lived Prince Yeongeum led his men and ran down the steep mountain path.

The only chance to escape the siege is now.

The powerful people, including Cheonryong, had to escape while they were preoccupied with this group of Yeongeumdae.

“It’s over there!”

“omg! “They are demons!”

The martial arts people who were camping in various places spotted them and flocked to them like bees.

With two daggers drawn from his belt, Great Lord Yeongeum mercilessly slaughtered the warriors who stood in his way, releasing the lion’s hooves.

“Pierce it right away!”

Shouts, screams, crash sounds, and metal sounds rang out.

The warriors aiming for the bounty persistently held on to the Yeongeumdae.

Yeongeumdae broke through the siege and advanced with the determination of death.

Arrows and spear nets flew in from all directions.

Some lurked in the trees and jumped down with swords, while others lurked in the grass and rushed towards them brandishing deformed weapons.

The level of each attack was not that high, but the problem was that the number of attackers was in the triple digits.

“Huh! omg!”

At the end of this desperate struggle, Yeongeumdae was able to escape the siege.

A great deal of sacrifice was made in the process of escaping.

Eight out of twelve people failed.

Lord Yeongum glanced back and clicked his tongue.

If the Murim people who had formed a siege network with the fallen Yeongeum members had not fought among themselves, they would have been annihilated.

He said, clutching his shoulder where blood was dripping down.

“...It’s not yet a safe stage. “The chase team will arrive soon.”

There wasn’t much time.

It wouldn’t take long for this group of the English Music University to be wiped out.

Before that, I had to get out of here and run as far away as possible.

“Heading north like this.”

Let’s spread light and move for a while.

The Lord Yeongeum suddenly stopped in place, frowned and glared at the front.

“Who are you?”

The film crew following behind looked puzzled.

In their eyes, it seemed as if Lord Yingyin was speaking into empty space.

“...!”

Soon something surprising happened.

A young man appeared through an invisible wall.

“indeed. “Can’t a simple illusion be used to deceive the senses of a master who is on the verge of a disaster?”

The young man who was shaking the iron wire with a bitter smile threw away the fetish in his left hand.

Grumble!

The next moment, the entire area was engulfed in a huge fire.