Chapter 519

Episode 519

“What?”

“What are they doing now?”

On top of a high castle wall that can overlook the encirclement formed by the allied forces of the right faction.

The demon cultists tilted their heads as they looked at the group sitting huddled together on a large mat, each taking out a musical instrument.

As many as a hundred people were preparing to perform together in the middle of the battlefield.

There was no other way to explain it other than that it was heterogeneous.

“It begins.”

Jiang Soak family owner Ak Gangyun quietly declared.

Soon, a beautiful chord rang out throughout the battlefield.

The allied forces of the political faction and the demons on the castle walls.

I even forgot about the wartime situation and was immersed in the ecstatic tone.

Rumbling!

The first to notice the strange incident were the Murim lord Juhwabaek and Buddha.

They raised their heads and looked at the sky and let out a soft sigh.

The air became distorted and an unusual air current arose.

‘Amazing.’

In the past, before the Ak family moved to Jiangsu.

The Hwangbo family was persistent in its wariness and persecution of the evil family.

Why did they do that?

What was so fearful of the huge Wulin power, which occupied the top spot of the five great families, that it harassed a family that was far inferior to itself?

Because it is a family that produced an outstanding person called a sound ghost?

Is it just because they are competing over interests that exist within the same region?

Neither guess was wrong.

There was another, more fundamental reason.

Hwang Bose had recognized him from the beginning.

The power that evil singers have.

What will be the results if they grow in power and expand their influence?

The martial art practiced by singers of the music family is the sound technique.

It was a study that was different from the usual martial arts, which involved striking the opponent directly with a sword or fist.

Spreads sound waves filled with energy and inflicts damage on the target.

This was the essence of the sound hole.

Since martial arts was a trait, it was extremely difficult to create a strong individual.

In fact, Akyeori was classified as the weakest of the Ten Heavenly Emperors.

However, the true value of those who learned Yin Gong was in group battles, not one-on-one battles.

No one could deny it.

In a large-scale battlefield, the influence of the evil spirit exceeds even the second honor.

In the same context, the battlefield was also the place where Akga’s warriors could demonstrate their greatest power.

Basically, Yin Gong is a martial art that deals with intangible power rather than tangible power.

The success of those who trained it was completely different from that of ordinary martial artists.

A lump of power that can never be created by an individual but can only be realized as a group.

The soldiers of the Allied Forces were thrilled by the mighty force felt overhead.

‘There is no demonic cult within the headquarters. There is the Surama Emperor, the Eight Great Demon Lord, but he was seriously injured in the fight with King Gwon and is not in perfect condition.’

Simaun, a young man who was blowing wind into his face with an iron wire, narrowed his eyes and muttered.

An attack made from a distance that even arrows cannot reach.

Even though the demonic cultists could clearly see it with their own eyes, there would be no way to stop it.

Yue Kang-yun’s hands were busy crossing the gold.

One by one, the singers of the musical family let out heavy breaths.

The face and nape of the neck are shiny with sweat.

Even though they were just playing, they all felt extremely helpless.

Finally, a huge lump of power formed in the air and began to fly towards the castle wall.

“omg!”

“Uh oh!”

The demonic cultists, who felt something unusual, expressed their astonishment.

Kwaaaaaaaa!

One axis of the castle wall collapsed as if hit by a huge iron ball.

It was clear that the moment I let my guard down even for a moment, I would lose my life.

Twenty-third herbivorous month (水月).

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

The religious leader did not feel intimidated by the waves of welcome.

There was not even a moment’s hesitation to distinguish between the false and the true.

Sigh!

The clothes were torn, the skin split, and blood splattered.

The demonic cult leader was not taking care of his own body and was narrowing the distance between me and me with the determination to break the bones of the body.

‘Dangerous!’

I quickly let go of the sword.

He then wrapped both hands around the point of impact to reduce the power of the fist flying towards his chest.

Teuong!

“...!”

The right arm bounced off with half-elasticity.

I gritted my teeth and somehow pushed away the cult leader’s fist with my remaining left hand.

Crump!

I felt a cracking sensation in my ribs.

I had managed to hold on so far, using everything I had, but in the end, I ended up allowing a valid hit.

It seemed that the demonic leader had also made a plan this time.

Without thinking back, I put all my strength into my fists.

The air shook as if there had been an earthquake due to the light wave spreading behind me.

Sigh!

I also did not suffer quietly.

Geogwal (巨闕) pierced the cult leader’s calf.

Ma Gyoju’s facial features, which had been blurry, became clear.

The whites of my eyes turned red from pain.

‘Yes, the religious leader is also a human being, so there is no way he wouldn’t feel pain....’

Cheok!

Before I could finish my thoughts, something large and invisible flew in from the left and struck my body.

I couldn’t even scream and was thrown away, but managed to land in the air and regain my balance.

“Turn it off!”

Before he could even catch his breath, the fighting fists sent by Ma Jiao filled the entire front.

I struck the blow with all my might and immediately followed the Demon Cultist’s movements with my eyes.

‘It’s that one again.’

A powerful air current rushed over my clenched fist.

A storm arose centered around Ma Jiaoju.

A trump card possessed by the Demonic Cultist that I had experienced once before.

To be honest, I felt like protesting.

Isn’t it a violation to repeat such a ridiculous attack over and over again?

Of course, even if that were the case, the Demon Lord would not blink an eye.

‘Somehow I was able to take it at least once.’

I didn’t have the confidence to face that head on again.

If I tried to force myself to fight back, my body might be torn apart.

No matter how you counter it, you won’t be able to block the next attack.

‘In the end, this side has to reveal the bottom line first.’

The last Choshik of the Wolyeonggeom, which was not recorded in the martial arts book in the Cheonryung Bookstore.

It is a sword strike that is completely different from the existing one by adding the use of a false sword.

It could be said that its practicality had already been proven, as it was effective against the Hundred-faced Reaper.

‘There is no choice. ‘I look like I’m going to die right now, so do I have time to think about this and that?’

I swung my sword exactly at the moment when the leader entered the gap.

Whoa!

Following the sword’s trajectory, the remaining remnants split apart, creating numerous illusions.

The demonic storm split and the figure of the cult leader within it came into view.

A fleeting moment.

I saw clearly.

The Demon Lord’s eyes were wide open as if in shock.