Chapter 388

Episode 388

: Ugh!

A demonic cultist who had been hit in the stomach by Kangryongsip8jang’s six-choice attack fell to the floor helplessly.

A middle-aged man picked up an iron gun that had fallen on the floor and raked his hair with a bloody hand.

“Even the ghost sword couldn’t last twenty rounds?”

“What on earth is interest? If you just look at the martial arts, it seems like an open sword...”

“Isn’t the outfit too flashy to be an open sword?”

The demons around him formed a circle and aimed their weapons, but no one dared attack him.

There was no way that even the elders of the Ten Thousand Demon Palace could hastily attack a powerless person who could not do anything about it.

The man, Meng Kyung, sighed softly in his heart.

‘I don’t know how I got dragged to the battlefield and am doing this.’

As I slowly turned my head, the image of the Dragon King engaged in a fierce battle with the Demon Emperor of Fengcheon came into view.

Didn’t he say that he had to be taken to Master, whose life would soon end?

‘It’s already been quite a while.’

Of course, this situation arose because of his own request.

He was worried that the open disciples would punish him for betraying the monks, so he forced them to do so.

He said he would not contact the opening party unless his personal safety was guaranteed.

In order to meet the demand, the Yongwang declared that he would make himself his subordinate, but was met with opposition from the upper class of the Murim Alliance, who were concerned that the influence of Cheonan Gambu was growing too much.

In the end, the reason the Dragon King brought him to the battlefield was to establish a military force that would suppress opposing opinions.

‘Can we call this a complete reversal?’

It is true that I wanted to guarantee my personal safety, but there was no point in stepping into a dangerous battlefield for that purpose.

In the end, life is still in danger.

In terms of power, our army has the advantage, but I heard that the Demonic Cult has three absolute masters.

If I wasn’t lucky, I might die here today.

‘It’s called self-employment. In the end, my selfishness takes over and strangles me.’

Quang!

He struck the head of a demonic cultist who was sneakily approaching from behind with an iron sledgehammer.

A demonic cultist with his head caved in was thrown roughly to the ground.

“Crrrrrrrrr.”

Shinhyeong, who had been twitching slightly, soon became limp.

Meng Kyung glanced down and muttered with a sour expression.

‘It definitely fits my hand better than the sheath. It’s a little heavy, though.’

The tagubong (打狗棒) frequently used by monks is mainly made by trimming wood, but he himself made a special iron club at the request of the Dragon King.

I didn’t really want to distinguish myself from openness.

I just thought that in order to properly use my natural strength, it would be better for the weapon to be heavier.

“Whoever wants to die, come.”

I took a step forward with an unexpected provocation.

The demons hesitated and took a step back.

“Get out of the way. “Useless bastards.”

The composition’s superiority did not last long.

A middle-aged man with a long spear on his shoulder came out through the crowd and stood in front of Meng Jing.

There was tension in Meng Kyung’s eyes.

I knew it intuitively.

That the opponent is strong and not inferior to oneself.

“It’s perfect. “I was looking for someone I could fight properly with.”

It was an opponent with a strange appearance.

The length of both arms was much longer than that of ordinary people.

It was believable even if half of the bone had been inserted.

Sigh!

The man swung his spear wide, and everything in its path was cut in half.

People, weapons, and geographical features.

Meng Gyeong, who dodged the attack by bending his back, screamed inwardly.

‘Why is the scope so wide!’

* * *

Quang!

A heavy wave swept through the area.

It wasn’t a ripple effect created by a collision between me and the Bungcheon Demon Emperor.

At that moment, a familiar voice pierced my ears.

Even in the middle of a battlefield filled with shouts and screams, the man’s voice could be heard clearly.

A powerful figure was approaching this direction at high speed.

A searing heat rose from beneath my feet.

It wasn’t that difficult to figure out the other person’s identity.

‘Has it finally arrived?’

Instead of stepping back, I held the sword with both hands and swung it wide.

The twenty-fourth herbivorous month (天月).

Following the sword’s path, the remaining remnants crumbled and turned into countless energy swords.

Everything that was swept under the scope of herbivory was torn apart.

It is so powerful that a large rock cannot maintain its shape and falls apart.

“Sigh!”

Although the shock from receiving the attack must have been considerable, the intruder’s momentum did not decrease in the slightest.

Instead, he kicked the ground harder and increased his speed.

Phew!

A burning palm burst out through the dust.

As if I knew it would happen, I threw out my left fist and struck back.

The first herbivorous Paam Fist of Byeokryeok Fist.

Implementing a regime with 10,000 pounds of might.

The moment the palm and fist met, the ground sank down and a loud noise engulfed the entire area.

Fire energy flowing through the back of the hand.

I opened my mouth, staring at the man who had retreated to the back due to a struggle of strength.

“I wondered when he would show up.”

This was the reason why he did not let down his guard even during the fight with the Bungcheon Demon Emperor.

I was confident that he would monitor the situation and attack one of the Sword Kings.

Cheonak-gun.

The general commander of the Demonic Church’s forces finally appeared on the battlefield.

* * *

‘It’s just as the White Faced Reaper said.’

Emperor Bungcheon stood up from his seat, clutching his abdomen, and his eyes cooled down.

His strength was that the more he was pushed into a corner, the more cool-headed and calm he became.

‘It’s been less than ten days since we last held hands.’

In the meantime, one more level of growth was achieved.

Even though it was fast, it was too fast.

I felt like it was too much.

He took a long breath, adjusted his posture, and spoke as if muttering.

‘Thank goodness.’

In prior discussions, we had insisted on targeting the Dragon King in advance.

A situation was created in which a joint attack could be made with the Cheonak Army as planned.

[In the worst case, we might lose the battle. In that case, I think that at least the Dragon King should be eliminated for sure.]

[My thoughts are also the same as those of the Bungcheon Demon Emperor. He will grow into the biggest obstacle to our school’s grand plan in the near future.]

[There is no need to talk about it in the future tense. He is already our school’s greatest nemesis.]

Thanks to the Baek-faced Reaper’s appropriate emphasis on his words, he was able to persuade the Cheonak Army.

Normally, you should aim for the Sword King, the general commander of the interception team, but those who actually felt the danger of the Dragon King had different thoughts.

[great. Let’s accept Demon Lord’s opinion.]

[Well thought out.]

[You see all sorts of rare sights. I never thought I would hear something like this from two of the world’s eight greatest demons.]

[.......]

It would be a lie if I said my pride wasn’t hurt.

It was no different from admitting that he could not defeat the Dragon King alone.

However, there was a need to suppress personal feelings for now.

In order to fulfill the Demonic Church’s long-cherished wish, it was necessary to tie the knot here.

“Two absolute masters of the Demonic Cult come out to deal with me at once. “I don’t know what to do with high ratings.”

“You said you’d see it through to the end, right? It’s the same as there is no place for each other to retreat. “You better be prepared.”

“Do not worry. “I won’t run away like anyone else.”

Coooooo!

The fighting spirit emitted by the three absolute masters encroached on the battlefield.