novelraw Chapter 219 : Chapter 219
Chapter 219 : Chapter 219
Chapter 219. A bastard who can't even withstand thirty moves
Jiangpu, Jiangsu Province, was overflowing with people.
And most of them were those who lived in the Imperial Capital, Nanjing.
Refugees.
They were those who fled from living hell.
“It’s a boat! Boat!”
“Aigoo! Please give us a ride! Please!”
“Please save us! I want to send at least the child aboard!”
Refugees discovered the Yama Fortress fleet and began to swarm.
“Where.”
So U-bin frowned and growled.
The Yama Fortress fleet was the means of survival for the separate detachment.
Since the Yama Fortress fleet was needed even when retreating from Nanjing after waging the final decisive battle, there was no capacity to take refugees.
The fleet had to keep its position here in Jiangpu.
Until the separate detachment centered on Jin Cheon returned.
“Senior Brother.”
Jin Cheon looked back at So U-bin.
“Would you be able to lend the fleet?”
“Are you saying let’s all die together now? Or are you still unable to forget the days you hung out with Righteous Faction bastards? If you want to pretend to be a hero given the situation…….”
“It is not that.”
“Then?”
“This is an opportunity to reform the prejudice against Our Cult.”
“Reform…… prejudice?”
“Yes, Senior Brother.”
Jin Cheon nodded and persuaded So U-bin.
“The perception of Our Cult in the Central Plains is bottomless.”
“So what?”
“What is there to gain by turning the world into an enemy? If Our Cult wants to achieve Demonic Dao’s Rule Over the World, we must embrace the world. It is said words without feet go a thousand li. I guarantee, the beautiful story about the mercy shown today will spread to the entire Central Plains and benefit Our Cult.”
“Mmm.”
“Isn't the fleet planning to just wait until we return anyway? There will be time for at least a day or two. If you give rides to refugees by repeating only short distances, it is considered there will be no big problem.”
So U-bin seemed to ponder for a moment, then soon nodded and granted Jin Cheon’s request.
“Well, I don't really empathize, but if you bastard say so, then it must be so.”
“Yes……?”
“Since you were the disciple of a Great Hero in your own way, you would know the physiology of the Central Plains better than me or the idiots of Our Cult. Do as you please. Instead, if we all die because the fleet isn't waiting when we retreat, then you bastard will take responsibility.”
So U-bin spoke like him.
Though he didn't know for sure, it was clear the day So U-bin spoke gently would not come.
“Thank you, Senior Brother.”
Jin Cheon allowed the refugees to board the Yama Fortress fleet as soon as So U-bin’s permission fell.
“Thank you! Thank you very much!”
“We will not forget this grace!”
Refugees bowed repeatedly and expressed gratitude for the debt of saving their lives.
They didn't even care that those who saved them were those terrifying Demonic Cultists.
Why?
Because Nanjing was even more of a living hell.
Even if Demonic Cultists were heinous martial artists, it was nothing compared to the devils swarming in Nanjing.
Since real hell unfolded in the human world due to the Hell Realization Great Art, perception of Demonic Cultists or whatever didn't matter.
However, there were groups hindering the refugees’ boarding…….
“Stop the boarding! Let no one escape!”
There were martial artists who chased the refugees.
Hegemon Fortress.
A group called the sky of the Unorthodox Faction.
Such people, before they knew it, had become the running dogs of the first generation Heavenly Demon Dokgo Seong.
* * *
“Ack!”
“Euaack!”
Screams burst out from the mouths of refugees located in the procession far behind.
“Knock them all down!”
“Where!”
Hegemon Fortress martial artists inflicted indiscriminate violence towards the refugees and hindered them so they couldn't run away.
They, who had become the minions of the first generation Heavenly Demon Dokgo Seong before they knew it, were in charge of offering people residing in Nanjing as sacrifices for human sacrifice.
And the one commanding such Hegemon Fortress martial artists was none other than Hegemon Emperor Gal Mu-wi.
Apart from his character, Gal Mu-wi was a strong man entering the top five under heaven.
He was a great martial artist who achieved a very high realm to the extent that there was a saying that if there were Sword Saint, Great Divine Physician of Immortals, and Sword Immortal in the Righteous Heavenly Alliance in the past, there was Gal Mu-wi in the Unorthodox Faction.
But that was nothing more than a story until he joined hands with the first generation Heavenly Demon Dokgo Seong.
Current he was nothing more than a minion playing the role of a devil’s dog.
“What is this……!”
Gal Mu-wi was considerably flustered.
He just chased the refugees leading the Hegemon Fortress martial artists, but he completely didn't expect to encounter a fleet boasting overwhelming majesty.
Is it only that?
In the force protecting the refugees, strong enemies burdensome even for Gal Mu-wi were not one or two.
“It has been a long time.”
Sword Immortal sneered towards Gal Mu-wi.
“Sword Immortal……!”
Gal Mu-wi tensed up closely.
Sword Immortal was a distant senior who was already discussed as a candidate for the number one person under heaven by rising to the Mysterious Realm even before Gal Mu-wi achieved the current realm.
The problem was that even that Sword Immortal was nothing more than the tip of the iceberg.
“Amitabha. It seems almost twenty years, have you been well all this time?”
As Divine Monk Great Monk Gongheo smiled and greeted, Gal Mu-wi’s expression hardened more stiffly.
Sword Immortal alone was hard to handle, but if it was Great Monk Gongheo who rose to the same realm as him, let alone victory, survival couldn't be guaranteed.
However…….
“I heard the fame of the Hegemon Emperor well. I am called Heavenly Demon Divine Cult First Young Master, Cheon U-jin.”
Cheon U-jin approached Gal Mu-wi with an expression full of competitiveness.
Cheon U-jin was an expert who reached the edge of Extreme Demon.
Although he might be inferior compared to Gal Mu-wi, it was worth expecting a good match even if disadvantaged.
Of course, the probability of Cheon U-jin winning would be less than thirty percent, but if one avoids disadvantaged fights, in which era would one pioneer a new realm?
For Cheon U-jin, it was a situation where the realization to be gained in the process of fighting risking his life with an expert like Gal Mu-wi was desperate.
Perhaps Gal Mu-wi might be the optimal opponent for Cheon U-jin to leap to a realm one dimension higher.
However, the challenger aiming for Gal Mu-wi was not Cheon U-jin alone.
“A person leading a force in name doesn't know shame.”
Perhaps Cheol Yu-ra was also very eager, she revealed competitiveness towards Gal Mu-wi emitting cold air.
“I want to fight once.”
“How is the Hegemon Emperor’s blood? Lick!”
Even Yeom Bi and Blood Qilin drooled towards Gal Mu-wi with eyes of hawks aiming for prey.
“Although it is less than ten percent, it would be worth fighting once.”
To the point where even So U-bin, who was immersed in cultivating the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult’s navy Yama Fortress rather than martial arts, took out a fan and revealed fighting spirit.
The appearance of such Cheon U-jin, Cheol Yu-ra, Yeom Bi, Blood Qilin, and So U-bin was indeed not lacking to be called children of a tiger.
Death?
They were people who didn't know fear of death by birth.
Like warriors of the Great Heavenly Demon Divine Cult and disciples of the Cult Leader Iron-Blooded Demonic God, they were a tribe that instinctively burned with competitiveness and fighting spirit rather than shrinking when seeing a strong person.
‘Such a predicament.’
Cold sweat trickled down behind Gal Mu-wi’s back.
For him, it would be a truly absurd thing.
If it is an expert of Gal Mu-wi’s level, wherever he goes under heaven, he commands the area, becomes an object of fear, and naturally receives utmost treatment.
If Gal Mu-wi was born in another era, perhaps he could have taken the position of the number one person under heaven and left his name in history, but in this era with this situation, the story was different.
In the separate detachment led by Jin Cheon, there were more than two experts worth having a one-on-one match with Gal Mu-wi, and the disciples of that terrifying Iron-Blooded Demonic God were mobilized in full force.
And there was a person who made Gal Mu-wi most tense…….
“It’s been quite a long time. About two years?”
Jin Cheon approached Gal Mu-wi smiling a cold smile.
‘T, this bastard is!’
Gal Mu-wi recognized Jin Cheon and tensed up closely.
‘Just when did he become like this……!’
The Jin Cheon Gal Mu-wi saw was not the Jin Cheon of before.
The pressure of Jin Cheon who rose to the realm of Heavenly Demon Divine Qi Demonic Emperor was incomparable to before.
It was to the point where even Gal Mu-wi almost stepped back without realizing it, so the current Jin Cheon might indeed be the figure closest to the number one person under heaven.
Except for figures corresponding to Heaven beyond the Heavens like the Iron-Blooded Demonic God evaluated as the number one person of all time or the first generation Heavenly Demon Dokgo Seong called number one under heaven for the past hundreds of years, it was not an exaggeration to say Jin Cheon was virtually the number one person under heaven of the current age.
“Disgusting.”
Jin Cheon sent a gaze mixed with contempt towards Gal Mu-wi.
Actually, Jin Cheon despised Gal Mu-wi.
It was deserving.
A guy who is the number one person of the Unorthodox Faction in name and the Fortress Lord of the Hegemon Fortress was offering the weak as sacrifices for human sacrifice becoming a dog of the first generation Heavenly Demon Dokgo Seong instead of resisting him.
“Aren't you ashamed as a martial artist? Playing the role of a devil’s dog?”
“Face doesn't feed you.”
“I like that answer a little.”
The reason Jin Cheon said so was because Gal Mu-wi’s answer was truly like an Unorthodox Faction member.
To them, honor or conscience as a martial artist was not that important.
Since Unorthodox Faction members had a strong tendency to pursue only individual profit, in a way, they had corners more selfish and cunning than those walking the Demonic Dao.
Since Gal Mu-wi’s answer was the typical mindset of such Unorthodox Murim people, even Jin Cheon had to admit it to some extent.
However, even that had a line.
“Ah, so you mean it's okay to agree to human sacrifice?”
“Do you think I want to do this.”
Gal Mu-wi growled.
“He is already a Demonic God who surpassed human limits. Do you think resisting against such a person has meaning?”
“Your eyes are not just rotten but vibrate with rot.”
Jin Cheon made a disgusted expression as if he couldn't bear to listen.
The true Demonic God in the world is only the Iron-Blooded Demonic God.
The first generation Heavenly Demon Dokgo Seong was nothing more than an existence struggling because he couldn't reach the same realm, truly pitiful and foolish in a way.
Though the problem was that Gal Mu-wi didn't have the eye to recognize the true nature of such Dokgo Seong.
“I don't feel the value of mixing words. Draw, I will deal with you directly.”
Jin Cheon took one step closer towards Gal Mu-wi.
* * *
Eu-deuk!
Gal Mu-wi ground his teeth at the provocation of a blue young prodigy.
However, the opponent was only a prodigy in age, but his martial prowess was not an exaggeration to say he rose to the rank of the universally acknowledged number one person under heaven.
He didn't know by what method he achieved such a realm at an age not even thirty, but for Gal Mu-wi, Jin Cheon was a very burdensome opponent.
However, one cannot retreat.
Since it was a situation where there was no suitable way to flee either, Gal Mu-wi had no choice but to respond to the life-and-death duel Jin Cheon proposed.
“Okay.”
Gal Mu-wi drew his blade.
“I will make you pay the price for recklessness.”
“Keuk.”
Jin Cheon scoffed, pi-sik.
“Only your mouth is alive when you aren't even an enemy of thirty moves.”
“What?”
“Let's see how long you last.”
Pa-jik, pa-ji-jik!
Thunder energy rained from Jin Cheon’s body.
Hwa-aaaaak!
Simultaneously with intense demonic qi spewing out, Jin Cheon’s appearance transformed like an Emperor of Demon.
Heavenly Demon Divine Qi Demonic Emperor, activate!
Beon-jjeok!
Jin Cheon became a ray of light and rushed towards Gal Mu-wi.
“……!”
Gal Mu-wi urgently raised the blade and blocked the flying Heavenly Demon Sword’s blade.
Jjeo-eo-eo-eo-eong!!!
At the collision of blade and blade, a metallic resonance as if tearing eardrums burst out.
Pa-aaaaang!
A strong shockwave spread in a circle and swept the surroundings.
Soon, a fierce close-quarters combat unfolded between Jin Cheon and Gal Mu-wi.
“Heok!”
Gal Mu-wi, driven to the defensive, was busy only defending without being able to make a proper counterattack even once.
The sharpness of the Heavenly Demon Sword Jin Cheon wielded was sharpness, but he had no talent to withstand that speed and destructive power.
‘S, somehow I have to at least counterattack…….’
It was when such a thought flashed through Gal Mu-wi’s mind.
“……!”
Gal Mu-wi saw.
Black blade.
That the Heavenly Demon Sword Jin Cheon wielded was touching the vicinity of his neck before he knew it.
Seo-geok!
The Heavenly Demon Sword split Gal Mu-wi’s neck horizontally in two from left to right.
Deng-geong!
Gal Mu-wi’s severed head flew in the air.
It was something that happened after twenty-three clashes, exactly thirty-six techniques passed.
Jin Cheon’s remark that he wouldn't even be an enemy of thirty moves regarding Gal Mu-wi was a fact that was by no means empty words.