Chapter 631
631fury. I'll give you a chance
A god of great power).
A strange phenomenon that even the world's most outstanding magicians could only describe was happening before their eyes..
Rumbling…….
Blood flowed down the sword body of the Changryongshingeom, which was floating in the air with its sword pointed downwards..
It was as if something invisible had stabbed deeply. The sword body, covered in bright blood, trembled as if it were alive, and the two magicians saw the divine maiden trembling in pain above it..
“Master!”
Pungwolhwagong hurriedly approached and examined the sword body. Jonglimok performed his magic with a pale complexion. It was a technique to stop bleeding..
Nevertheless, the blood flowing down the sword body did not disappear. The two magicians later realized that it was not real blood, but an illusion created by the goddess of heaven's image..
Ugh-!
At that time, a spiritual energy began to spread around the sword, and a translucent image of a divine angel appeared above it..
Hyeoncheon Shinnyeo slowly opened her eyes and smiled with a tired expression..
[……It's Chunsam. Have you got a sore throat?.]
Pungwolhwagong heaved a long sigh of relief. Even though I didn't want to be called that by my real name, I was so happy that I cried at this moment..
“Yes, Master! This is Chunsam. You can call me that as much as you want, so please don't keep people apart..”
[It's pointless. If anyone hears this, they will think your teacher is dead..]
“Do you know how the disciple who listens will feel if you speak like that, abandoning your body and floating only with your soul??”
[What is the importance of the shell? My heavenly destiny is not yet fulfilled, and it is not yet time for me to leave the realm of human beings..]
“Well, you really have to say that.…….”
“Master.”
Jonglimok intervened in the conversation between the two people. His expression was serious, but the concern reflected in his eyes was no less than that of Pungwol Painter..
“I can feel the evil energy coming from Master’s soul. Wasn't he simply asleep due to lack of energy??”
The energy felt from Hyeoncheon Shinnyeo was so faint that it was hard to believe that she was the best magician in the world..
Moreover, her soul, which should be the most divine in the world, was imbued with an unsettling energy..
There was something strange about it, considering it to be the aftermath of a fight against the power of Yeokcheon in Akga..
[…… When I drive out the power of heaven, I am the master of that power. I took a peek into the image world left behind by the blood demon..]
When the blood demon tried to steal the body of the White Water Dragon in Akga, Hyeoncheon Shinnyeo was able to get a glimpse into the blood demon's mental world..
She didn't stop there.
Before I ran out of energy and fell into a deep sleep, I sank into it with the last of my remaining magic energy..
[It was a huge hell created by the greatest madman of all time..]
Hyeoncheon Shinnyeo wandered inside for a long time. It was to find his true purpose and plan, and a way to stop it..
“So did you find a way?”
Pungwolhwagong swallowed his saliva and asked..
[……I couldn't find it in the end.]
The two disciples sighed in sorrow at the sight of Hyeoncheon Shinnyeo shaking her head with a tired face..
[But… … I was able to receive unexpected help. Without them, I wouldn't have been able to answer your call..]
“Are you talking about them??”
The priestess Hyeoncheon did not answer..
Instead, I raised my head and looked at the sky. Countless starlight was pouring down on them in a world created through magic..
Hyeoncheon Shinnyeo, who had been examining the sky with wise eyes like an astrologer who reads fortunes by looking at the stars, opened her mouth again..
[The power of the heavens that had spread throughout the world is finally gathering in one place. right here…….]
The priestess Hyeoncheon’s voice trembled..
To prevent the power of heaven from spreading to the world, and to correct the distorted laws of heaven and prevent the world from turning into hell..
After remembering her calling, the priestess Hyeoncheon looked at her disciples with a stern expression..
[The devil who wants to destroy the sky is approaching. We need to stop that first..]
“What should we do??”
Susssut…….
The spirit of the Hyeoncheon Goddess became blurred, and then seeped into the Changryong Divine Sword again..
At the same time, the magic space surrounding them began to slowly collapse..
[Take me to Suryong.]
In order to counter the power of the reverse sky, we had no choice but to use the same power..
A being born with a fate that cannot be read even with the eyes of the heavens..
That is why even Hyeoncheon Shinnyeo could not know the fate of Baeksu-ryong..
However, based on what he saw and experienced in the blood demon's image world, he was able to guess the future Baeksuryong would experience in the future..
‘please… … I hope you make the right choice.’
Even she, who is said to be the best magician in the world, did not know what the right choice was, but even so, Hyeoncheon Shinnyeo prayed that Baek Su-ryong would not regret his choice and that his choice was the right one..
* * *
“Puhuhuh…….”
Jang Mun-in of Kunlun looked around and burst into laughter with an ecstatic expression on his face..
The place was full of corpses..
The first generation of disciples that the Kunlun sect is proud of, the elders who have devoted themselves to martial arts for decades, and even the secular warriors who followed the main warriors saying they would serve them..
“Did you kill every single one of them?……!”
After bursting out laughing, Kunlun's long-time man glared at his enemies with bloodshot eyes..
Blood was gushing from his torn limbs, but the warrior's strong vitality was still holding on to his lifeline..
“As expected of a long-time writer, life is tough..”
“Even if I did, I wouldn't be able to survive even half an angle..”
“Among the insects in Wurim, Gupa is particularly tough..”
Masters suddenly appear with red clouds.
Those who had brutally killed Kunlun's disciples using incredibly powerful magical techniques, all dressed in red long sleeves and military uniforms, as if they had no intention of hiding their identities, were trampling on the corpses and giggling..
“These evil blood cult bastards-!”
Kunlun Jangmun shouted, vomiting blood..
They left Tianwu Emperor, who had no reason to see them anymore, and were attacked on their way back to their headquarters..
At first I thought it was an opportunity..
He even had the ambition to defeat the vanguard of the blood religion, achieve merit before anyone else, and make Kunlun's name known throughout the world..
It was not arrogance without cause..
“Apparently, I heard that most of the main members of the Blood Cult were killed by the Blue Dragon Credit Union.…….”
While the old faction enjoyed prosperity and increased power over the decades, no matter how hard it struggled in the shadows, there would have been clear limits..
Didn't the Blue Dragon Credit Union already prove it by killing several elders of the Blood Cult by itself??
“But, why is it like this?…….”
Kunlun's boasted sword technique and the eight cloud dragon techniques did not work. Even though the elders gathered their strength and developed a passing line, the enemies easily tore it to shreds..
At that time, a large old man walked towards Jang Mun-in, chuckling..
“It's squirming like a bug and barking like a pissed off dog. Was it that unfair??”
Weekly Cheon. He was a figure representing the heads of the eight major clans of the blood religion..
He was also the one who ripped Kunlun's passing team from the lead. His martial arts skills, having achieved great mastery of the martial arts skills, were clearly at a level beyond compare..
There was a mockery on the corner of Zhu Yichen's mouth as he looked down at Kunlun's master, as if looking at a bug..
“Even if there weren't a few elders from our church, do you think Kunlun and the like would be able to stop them? Aren’t you the Blue Dragon Credit Union? Hasoo had his neck stiffened without even knowing the topic..”
Despite the humiliating insults and ridicule, Kunlun's Jang Mun-in could not refute. It was because Joo Il-cheon's feet were putting pressure on his chest..
Kuuk…….
If I applied a little more force, my heart would be crushed..
Jang Mun-in looked at Joo Il-cheon with eyes filled with fear..
He finally realized that he had encountered a terrible disaster. My body, standing at the crossroads between life and death, was shaking like an aspen tree..
“The old faction has regressed..”
It was when Joo Il-cheon, who clicked his tongue, was about to crush Jang Mun-in's heart with his feet..
“It's not fun.”
With a languid voice, a man walked, stepping on blood. Immediately, Zhou Yichen stepped aside and knelt down..
“you…….”
Kunlun's Jangmun-in, who was barely able to hold on to his name, looked at the approaching man..
Blood-red hair fluttered with the scent of blood..
There were sparse white hairs mixed in between his red hair, and the swaying darkness that seemed to surround him made the man's appearance look even more unrealistic..
Red clouds billowed along with his steps..
“you… … Is it a blood demon??”
The man slowly raised the corners of his mouth as he asked, as if he was letting out the breath he had been holding..
“Let's say it's similar.”
The man answered vaguely and looked around..
A mound made of over a hundred corpses and a pool of blood beneath it..
And the blood cultists kneel down and wait for their master's orders..
“Surviving elders. The heads of the eight families. I brought all the useful ones... … If you do this, you won't get in trouble.?”
I chuckle and mutter something unknown to myself. Nevertheless, the blood cultists could not even raise their heads in front of the man..
“no way… … Are you going to visit Emperor Tian Wu??”
The red-haired man smiled lazily and nodded..
It was a smile that could captivate both women and men, but it only seemed abominable to the evil-minded Jang Mun-in of Kunlun..
“The world's martial arts are gathered there! No matter how powerful you are, do you think you would dare to plan there?!”
Was it because of a flash of light? Kunlun Jang Mun-in glared at his enemies with his eyes glowing blue..
The red-haired man, the Black Yamaze, slowly bent down and made eye contact with him..
“It wouldn't be possible enough?”
“under! There is no end to your arrogance! Blood demon! I will keep my eyes wide open and watch from my afterlife! I see you falling apart……!”
Jang Mun-in of Kunlun poured out curses. There was nothing to be afraid of because I was going to die soon anyway..
Giggling.
The only thing he didn't expect was that the man in front of him was crazy beyond his imagination..
“Why are you watching from the underworld? You just have to watch it up close and personal..”
The Black Mountain Emperor stretched out his hand to Kunlun’s Zhang Wenren..
“what did you do…….”
The moving red mist seeped into Jang Mun-in’s wounds. Then the pouring blood stopped. In addition, strength returned to my dying body..
“Come on, I'll give you a chance, come with me.”
The Black Yamaje personally put a leash on him..
When Jang Mun-in of the Kunlun Sect realized belatedly what they were going to do to him, his complexion turned pale..
“Better kill me! How can you insult a warrior like this! kill me!”
As the Black Yamaje pulled on the leash, the body with severed limbs was dragged across the floor..
I tried to commit suicide by biting my tongue, but that was also impossible. Some mysterious force was preventing him from dying. All I could do was scream and scream for death..
“Kill it! Kill! Please, please…….”
Even the blood cultists trembled in fear at the sight of Kunlun Sect's Jangmunin crying out for death. The new Supreme Lord of the Blood Cult was a truly terrifying figure..
“……O Lord. As you commanded me, I released one worm..”
When Ju Il-cheon approached the Black Mountain Emperor and reported, the Black Mountain Emperor nodded..
“Ah, good job.”
In the distance, a young warrior wearing a Kunlun uniform was running for his life..
One light attack was worth it. At that speed, I thought I would arrive within a few hours..
“I'm on my way to the festival without being invited, so I should at least give you some news in advance. That way, you won't even have to prepare food to serve.?”
“The words of the Most High are correct..”
Heukyamaje, who chuckled, patted Joo Il-cheon on the shoulder and then took the lead. The blood cultists followed behind him..
“Please, please, kill me! Please! Please have mercy…….”
The Black Mountain Emperor walked briskly, using the sound of Kunlun's long begging to be killed hoarsely. The blood cultists followed suit..
“Let’s go enjoy the festival too.”
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