I can see emperor stats-Chapter 187
Subjugation (1)
Seeing!
Before Keynes collided with the Northern Gungpa, Julius was flying over the mountain range riding his sword.
'It must be about this... … .'
The reason he started alone was simple. Because when he comes with the others, it's too late. It took several weeks to get to Cheonsan even by using the waterway, and it would take more than a month to climb the mountain.
'But it's a different story if I fly!'
Julius had barely arrived after flying day and night while riding the Yellow Dragon Sword.
“Wow!”
“Exterminate all the Jeongdo-maeng bastards!”
“There you go!”
As soon as he saw the battlefield, Julius instantly grasped the situation.
'Keynes is dangerous.'
Cuckoo coo!
He summoned a block of ice to separate the enemy leader and Keynes. Then, he fired the sword of his heart from the sky and defeated the enemy at once.
“Back off!”
However, the enemy's chief also seemed to have a keen eye. Seeing him step back and reorganize, Julius clicked his tongue.
“Tsk! I thought you were just a homo, but you have good judgment.”
[…] … .]
Julius was looking down on the battlefield from the sky with an awe-inspiring expression!
Everyone was staring at him with puzzled expressions. When he tries to say something with a satisfied look on his face.
Ugh!
'What?'
[Don't catch shit and get down quickly! Am I a car?]
'Sheesh!'
Julius had to jump off the sword in a hurry. He complains inwardly.
'I have to put an end to that guy while he's scared!'
* * *
“… … .”
Meanwhile, the Northern Palace was observing Julius with cautious eyes.
[If Jeong Do-maeng meets a blonde haired person, deal with him carefully and report back.]
It was an order he received from the headmaster before he went out. But he never imagined that he would encounter something like this.
'Should I retreat?'
The flying sword that Julius had just shown off was an art he had never dreamed of. In normal judgment, he should have run away from here... … .
flinch.
His eyes quickly scanned Julius. He appeared confidently, but from what he observed, it was a little different.
'It must be. That guy is very tired.'
“… … .”
Julius was standing with bloodshot eyes and his clothes were full of dust. His cheeks are also thin, so he looks like someone who hasn't eaten properly in weeks.
'Kuhhh... Did you run alone in a hurry? No matter how skilled you are, if you travel for weeks without a break, you will inevitably lose your strength.'
The Northern Palace smiled inwardly. He was half sure of his predictions.
'If I catch him, the headmaster will be satisfied.'
Of course, it wouldn't be easy, but it seemed somehow possible if all the masters who made up the Chunrajimang rushed to it. Isn't it enough to make a little sacrifice?
"huh?"
However, Julius shouted out loud.
"homo!"
"what?"
It was the first time he had heard it, so he tilted his head.
“What nonsense is that?”
“It means sodomy in the words of the player.”
Julius kindly explained. And the Bukgungpa, who looked at him with a blank expression for a while, jumped up.
“What!”
"is not it? Even so, Keynes didn't look at me in the slightest... … .”
“This guy… … .”
To be honest, at first, Julius was also worried. From my brief observations in the air earlier, I think it was Keynes' misunderstanding, but even when he appeared, he looked around and gave off a sullen smile, which was really suspicious.
The Northern Palace felt like the top was spinning again. who is he He is one of the heads of the three major families, which are among the strongest in the Demonic Cult. But he accused himself of being sodomy!
“Big… You bastard!”
'Gap!'
There was no time for the Northern Palace to issue orders. Julius's fist turned white and fired at terrifying speed.
“Hut!”
He hastily tried to dodge. No matter how different the level is, they are confronting each other head-on. As long as you're not vigilant enough, you can cope with it enough if you're a master at that level.
but!
"omg!"
Quaang!
“Aagh!”
he couldn't escape Julius' fist pierced his chest as it was.
Papapang!
In an instant, he broke dozens of tree trunks and flew to the ground.
“Left protection method!”
His men panicked and ran.
“Are you okay?
“… … .”
However, their faces instantly became contemplative. The blood had already disappeared from the face of the Northern Palace. His heart was destroyed and he died instantly. And that too in one hit!
"Unbelievable!"
flinch.
The group of Demonic Cults was slowly retreating. It seemed that he was talking with the Northern Palace for a while, but he suddenly killed him with a single blow.
From their point of view, Julius had no choice but to look like an unidentified monster.
Shuk.
“… … !?”
When Julius put his hand on his waist, the Demonic Cult members became even more nervous.
"Next time it's a sword, what are you going to do?"
“… … !?”
“I’m tired of this too. If we continue fighting, the death toll will increase.”
“… … .”
Julius smiled and suggested.
“It's not difficult to kill all of you, but I'm done with it at this point. If you break the siege now, I'll just let you go!"
He was always arrogant. It's like he can't help but look at it.
“… … .”
The group of Demonic Cults exchanged glances while holding the body of the Northern Palace. He's a ridiculous guy who kills instantly with a superhuman blow.
What is more important is that Julius did such a thing without even drawing his sword. What terrible things will he do with a sword?
“Are you really not attacking?”
Finally, one of the masters in black carefully opened his mouth. I'm done organizing my thoughts.
"of course! But a decision needs to be made quickly Before I change my mind.”
“… … .”
Upon hearing that, the Demonic Cultists began to retreat, leaving behind the bodies of their comrades. They didn't want to be killed either.
Seruk.
Within a few minutes, the group of Demonic Cults disappeared from the surrounding area.
Julius, who had been watching with the spirit of a heavenly god until they all retreated, spoke to himself.
'Are they all gone?'
[All gone.]
“Whew!”
dump.
Julius stumbled slightly and sat down.
“Lord!”
“Big deal! Are you okay?"
The executives of the Cheok Madan, including Jegal Unhyeon, come running with worried expressions.
“It’s okay. I had no choice but to run away.”
“Huh… then!"
The keen Jegal Unhyeon immediately noticed. The threat from Julius earlier was bravado. No matter how tired he was, it was highly likely that he had really run out of energy to the extent that a soldier of that level would suddenly collapse.
“You took a risky gamble.”
“The distance is really awful.”
There was a reason why Julius grumbled. He had been locked up for over a month as it was closed. The mental world didn't matter, but the body had been lying around for over a month without any nutritional supplements.
Up to this point, it was fine, but since I moved for several days with a skill that consumes a lot of internal energy, such as sword flight, there was no way my body would be fine.
He pretended to be fine, but he was also quite nervous.
'It could have been really dangerous if I hadn't trained the skill.'
The Bukgungpa was a master at the top of the superintendent. Killing him with a single blow from the front is almost impossible even for a 5th level master!
However, the skill of the player trained in the spirit world made it possible.
Julius had just used three secret techniques in tandem.
First of all, with Beatrice's speed, they closed the distance without even blinking an eye. Then, Nuada's secret technique, Destruction, punches out.
Finally, Marquis Andersson, a superman in the northern part of the Empire, used his ability, Heavy Pressure, to hold him back so he wouldn't escape.
I wonder if it was one like this, and since the three secret techniques were used in tandem like flowing water, no matter how much he was prepared, he had no choice but to be hit properly.
Although he used up most of his remaining strength, Julius was able to successfully kill the North Palace.
"phew… … .”
Thinking that far, Julius jumped up from his seat.
Resting for a while does not fully recover the exhausted energy. We had to move to a safe place quickly.
“Thank you again for the grace of Daehyeop! You saved our lives again.”
“I was just doing the right thing.”
The people of the Cheok Madan team continued to come to greet them with thrilled expressions, but Julius was just annoyed.
“But… Have you already used the elixir I gave you before?”
“Elixir?”
Namgung Ilcheon suddenly spoke to him.
'Come to think of it!'
He obtained two elixirs while attacking Hyeonmubi-dong before. Including the mental world, he had forgotten about it for a while because it had been over a year.
'If I take the elixir, I don't know my physical strength, but I'll be able to supplement my exhausted history.'
Julius understood that intention, but his face hardened at Namgung Ilcheon's next words.
"It's because he's in a bit of a dangerous situation right now. We have already used up all our medicines.”
“Oops… Keynes!”
Julius hurriedly approached the unconscious Keynes. He was in a state of considerable internal injuries from the blow of the Northern Palace. He was quite serious, judging by the black blood oozing from his nose and mouth.
'He worked hard, so I'll have to repay him!'
Julius took the box out of his bosom and held it up. As soon as you open the lid, you can smell the fragrant medicinal herbs. What he brought out was the great welcome from Master Jiu.
The highest-grade elixir called Moorim's Gibo!
'But I don't need much anymore.'
Julius was already out of the realm that could be overcome by training in internal energy or martial arts.
Squeeze.
Julius grabbed Keynes by the neck and forced him to open his mouth.
gulp.
Confirming that the elixir had passed down his esophagus, Julius waited for a while.
'The medicinal effect will come soon.'
Keynes is currently unconscious and unable to control the power of the swirling elixir. he has to help
after a while
"huh?"
However, even after a long time passed, Keynes' body did not respond much. Julius tilted his head.
'Normally, the energy of the elixir should cause the body to shake or groan.'
Wanting to see if something was wrong, Julius energized himself and checked Keynes' body.
“… … !?”
And the next moment!
“… … .”
"What is this?"
Julius muttered with a stupid expression.
* * *
a few days after that.
The Cheok Madan completely escaped the encirclement of the Demonic Cult. Leaving the mountains behind, Namgung Ilcheon sighs.
“What a nightmare experience. It seems we neglected the Demonic Cult too much.”
Among the 1st, 2nd, and 3rd ranks of the Cheokmadan, the 2nd rank, made up of small and medium-sized factions, was wiped out, and the best elite, the 1st rank, also suffered tremendous damage. Considering the endless potential of the Demonic Cult, it is uncertain whether the subjugation will be successful.
“I was relieved to hear you were gone! thank god."
“Everyone is safe! Fortunately, the."
After leaving the mountain range, Julius and his party rejoined Nuada at the existing gathering point. Several weeks had already passed, so the leaders of the Chuck Maddan, who had been running day and night, were also there.
That night.
Jegal Nebula opened his mouth with a worried expression.
“Shouldn’t you rest a little longer?”
“Sorry, but I don’t have time for that. Didn't I already delay too much because of me?”
Julius declined the offer with a wry smile. The deadline for the quest was not long.
“I will explain my future plans.”
Zhuge Nebula opened the map on the table and began to explain.
“First of all, one of the reasons for this crisis is that we dispersed our forces too much against the Demonic Cult.”
“Right!”
“Kuhm… … .”
The leaders all nodded. The biggest reason was that the 2nd camp was entangled in the Demonic Cult and went too deep, but the big reason was that the 2nd camp was wiped out and even the 1st camp, which went to rescue them, was surrounded.
“So I will make a suggestion. Any more wars of attrition would be disadvantageous.”
Zhuge Nebula pointed to a point on the map with a calm expression.
“We will break through here head-on with our remaining power. Then, the main group of the Demonic Cult will be in close proximity.”
All the leaders who saw the location vomited in vain.
“Hut!”
“Isn’t that the Jima Hall?”
"It's the toughest gateway in Cheonsan, so you're going to break through it?"
[Jima Pavilion]
There were several roads to the main headquarters of the Demonic Cult, but all of them were steep mountain roads, so it was difficult to advance.
However, even within the Demonic Cult, comfortable roads are needed to transport supplies or move troops.
There was a shortcut that only people in the school could go to.
And, of course, the road was thoroughly protected, and a gateway was installed at the element element using the steep mountain slope.
Jima-gwan is the first gateway to this road, and it is a fortress protected by numerous masters and strong walls.
buzz buzz.
“Wouldn’t the damage be too great?”
"If they know we're coming that way, the Demonic Cult will do everything they can to stop it."
"quiet!"
The answer to that question was not Zhuge Nebula, but Julius.
“A great deal?”
“What are you thinking?”
Everyone in the hall looked at him curiously. How did he plan to cross the fort in the rugged mountain?
They were dubious in their minds.
'You can easily overcome it with your lord's personal force. But can hundreds or thousands of troops cross the gate safely?'
Julius smiled brightly because he knew what they were saying.
'Of course it's impossible in the normal way!'
However, according to his knowledge, it was possible enough. Wasn't it simply for training that he shut himself up in the spiritual world for a year?
Shuk.
His hands reach up to the sky.
“Heaven.”
“… … !?”
“What are you talking about?”
“Literally.”
Julius opened his mouth with a confident expression.
"We'll all fly through the sky together and take that fortress!"
This was before Julius left the Jeongdo League.
"ah!"
“What are you doing?”
“I forgot. There are things I need to prepare here.”
“Are you ready?”
“It is not that difficult.”
whisper
“… … .”
After hearing the story, Zhuge Nebula tilted his head. As he said, it wasn't very difficult, but even with his knowledge, he couldn't figure out how to use it.
“Maybe it could be the trump card in this subjugation of the Demonic Cult, so take care.”
“… … !?”
Jegal Nebula was taken aback for a moment, but answered calmly.
“I will definitely do what you commanded.”
I don't know what it's for, but it's not like Julius is saying that in empty words.
jump!
"Eh? What's going on?"
Leonhardt was leisurely rolling around in a chair. Because of the recent Chuck Madan crisis, he couldn't afford to pay attention to trivial paperwork. So, he has nothing to do.
“Did you hear about the return of your lord?”
"uh? You said your brother came back?”
“He came back, but he left Jeong Do-maeng because he had urgent business.”
"okay? did you say anything about me?”
“It’s not like that.”
"That's right... … .”
Here, Leon grumbled slightly.
“It's like being away for a month without contacting you properly, and that must be really frustrating. He's my older brother, but isn't he too much?"
food.
Hearing his grunt, Zhuge Nebula smiled slightly.
“How did you seem upset?”
“What a pity! He's the kind of person who's stuck in a place like this and doesn't even come to see it."
Leon waved his hand and sat back down. He was, in fact, boring. It is said that there is a big war going on outside, but he is in a situation where he is as good as being imprisoned.
"haha! You look very tired. But you won't be able to afford that anymore.”
"what?"
thud!
Zhuge Nebula brought a large pile of papers from outside.
“Actually, what the lord asked for this time is quite good. I am so busy organizing my troops that I can only review them.”
“Hup!”
Leon looked at the pile of papers with a tired expression.
“No, why are there so many of them?”
“There are things that have been pushed so far, and there are several circumstances. Still, I think Confucius’ ability is enough.”
“… … .”
“Of course, I will send someone to help. Well, thank you.”
Sigh.
The sound of the door closing was heard and Leon was left alone in front of a mountain of papers. Normally, I would listen to his complaints, but he seems really busy.
“Okay… … .”
Leon, who had been looking at the papers with a puzzled expression for a moment, approached the table.
'Anyway, that bastard's older brother can't see people taking a break. Isn't this on purpose?'
"huh?"
First of all, several titles came to Leon's eyes as he rummaged through the papers to see what was going on.
[Status of artisans residing in Jeong Do-maeng]
[Survey the inventory of firearms in the arsenal]
[Survey status of fabric shops and weavers in Luoyang City]
“At the blacksmith… Hwatan? And when you say linen, do you mean clothes or fabric?”
Leon muttered a little and tilted his head.
'Apart from artisans and gunpowder, what do weavers have to do with war?'
* * *
The place has changed, and it is the entrance of the Tianshan Mountains.
"indeed… It would be difficult to capture it in a normal way.”
Julius was observing Jima Hall with the head of Jeong Do-Meng. There was a precarious road between the sheer cliffs, and this was the only entrance to the Demonic Bridge.
“But do I really have to go that way? Wouldn’t it matter if I crossed the mountain?”
“Unfortunately, that method is difficult to use.”
Other leaders shook their heads at the question of Nuada, who was confident in hiking. It's not that they didn't think of turning around and attacking.
“Except for the road leading to the Demonic Bridge, there are countless traps and machinery all over the place. The mountain range itself is not called a natural fortress for nothing.”
"hmm… … .”
Nuada scratched her chin with a shy expression.
"Don't worry too much. Your performance is also important for this operation."
After taking his eyes off the fortress, Julius looked back.
“What about what I asked for?”
“Once the prototype was completed. Would you like to take a look?”
Zhuge Nebula ordered a person to bring the item that Julius asked for.
less so
Seeing the object being carried on a large cart, Julius smiled with satisfaction.
“Once you have it, it’s perfect.”
“Completion itself was not difficult because the blueprints given by the lord were detailed. one… … .”
Zhuge Nebula has a slightly suspicious expression.
“Can you really fly with something like this?”
There were three major requests from Julius.
The first is a large piece of light, sturdy fabric! The weavers who were summoned to the right degree blindly made this large cover by attaching dozens of pieces of fabric together with sweat.
“Where are you going to use this?”
“Doesn’t sound like making a barracks or a tent?”
“Nandle, do you know? I've been working as a craftsman for 50 years, but I've never seen anything like this.”
The second was a huge box without a lid. Craftsmen had to sweat profusely under the order to make this as light as possible.
“Is it enough for ten people to enter?”
"It's not even a coffin. What the hell is this?"
The artisans expressed their doubts and made several boxes and sent them off on a cart.
The last was a large bowl of oil and dry straw. This was also bizarre, but it looked like a large lantern, so I was less suspicious.
Before long, the artisans began the finishing work as ordered by Julius. Tie a large cloth cover with rope to secure it to the box. And straw and other vehicles were put into it.
After confirming that everything was ready, Julius entered the box to test himself.
Sailors.
“I heard that box can fly?”
"no way… Is there such a thing as nonsense?”
Everyone in the hall watched Julius' actions in dubious doubt. He piled straw in a bowl and poured oil on it.
Hwareuk!
The dry straw burns in an instant and emits hot heat.
flutter.
Soon, the heated air began to rise and push the fabric upwards. The slowly wrinkled fabric soon swelled up.
“… … !?”
"Oh oh… … .”
As the wooden box began to move slowly, the artisans and other people in the hall stared at the sight with eye-popping momentum.
however…
fluff
The shaky box moved sideways little by little, but never floated.
“Okay… … .”
When Julius comes out of the box with a disappointed expression, everyone looks at him with a look of regret.
“It doesn’t seem like an easy task either.”
They now have a rough idea of what that object is doing. In particular, the reaction of the artisans was quite enthusiastic.
“Big deal! Can that box really fly?”
"I think it's because it's heavy. How about reducing the size?"
“Or should I make a slightly larger cloth?”
At their barrage of questions, Julius shook his head.
“No. The design is perfect, but energy is a problem.”
"energy?"
“The power to move.”
"ah!"
Julius was lost in thought.
'I thought it would be enough for a hot air balloon, but is it too much?'
What he created was the most primitive type of hot air balloon!
Even if it was impossible to fly freely, it would not be a problem to cross such a fortress if the wind was good. But it wasn't as easy as I thought.
'The blueprint came out after searching the help... How should I solve the power?'
According to the player's knowledge, the hot air balloon is propelled by hydrogen gas from the burner. But there is no way it would be possible to make such a complex tool here.
'I heard that in the old days, they burned something like a pile of straw to fly with thermal energy... It must be tough when you're this big.'
“… … .”
Jegal Nebula, who was staring at the serious expression of Julius, opened his mouth.
“As an impatient me, I don’t know how it works.”
“I don’t know because I’m also a liberal arts major.”
"ancient?"
"no… There is such a thing.”
“… … .”
After listening to Julius' pointless jokes for a while, Zhuge Nebula carefully came up with an opinion.
"Anyway, if you're going up with a fire, how about increasing the firepower?"
“Grunt… It's not like I haven't thought of that.”
The larger the firepower, the heavier the weight of the hot air balloon. However, when I explained that point, Zhuge Nebula tilted his head instead.
“Then, what if a master who has mastered the inner workings of Yeolyang rides? If the purpose is to generate heat from within, I think they will suffice.”
"uh?"
As soon as Julius heard that opinion, he found the part he had overlooked. He was forgetting because he was simply focused on reproducing knowledge.
'that's right! Why use a pile of straw when all you need is to heat the air with thermal energy?'
Of course, I heard that there was no such thing in the world of players, but I was different.
Flash!
'Yes, if it's that way!'
* * *
a few days after that.
“Is there any strange movement? What are you doing right in front of our school?”
An old voice sounded from the top of the castle wall. His name is Mahyungeuk! He was a veteran of the 12th rank of the Demonic Sect.
Due to his frailty, Mu Gong was said to be slightly behind in rank, but he was deeply trusted as a person with more practical experience than anyone else in the school.
This time, he was in charge of the Jima Hall, the entrance to the Demonic Cult, and he had no intention of letting even one little ant in.
“… … .”
A look of wonder crossed his wrinkled face, but soon returned to a cold expression.
"joy! I don't know what the trick is, but as long as I'm in charge, I won't be able to cross this barrier.”
Mahyunguk was already fully prepared for Mercury, and the only way to the Jimagwan was a precarious cliff. No matter how much the enemy tries to advance, it's enough to rain arrows and stones from above.
'Unless there's even a road in the sky, I can't pass through here!'
He looked at the Cheok Madan troops camped at the bottom of the mountain with a confident expression.
"huh?"
But after a while, a strange black dot appeared in his eye.
“Is it a bird? Is it too big for that?”
The dot seemed to be approaching the hemp crown, but strangely, it seemed to be growing larger. Ma Hyeon-geuk gave the order carefully.
“Prepare Mercury!”
"yes? Can't you see the troops?"
"Even if it's in the air, it could be that a master who has learned to approach it."
He made the best choice like a seasoned master. It was also in mind that a small number of absolute adherents climbed the cliff and attacked.
"one… three… A total of five?”
The black dots gradually increased until there were five in total. And gradually the shape is clearly visible.
“What is that?”
Ma Hyeon-geuk raised his eyesight and looked at the black dot, and was greatly surprised. A strange basket was flying through the sky. And how many people are riding in it.
Booung!
The identity of the baskets was a hot air balloon. The balloons that had risen above a certain altitude rose all the way in an instant, and then crossed the cliff and even crossed the gateway.
Balloons are floating in the air dozens of meters above the Jima Pavilion.
“… … !?”
Ma Hyun-geuk narrowed his eyes. He didn't know what kind of tool it was, but he allowed the enemy to invade in an instant anyway.
Chae Chaeng!
The group of Demonic Cults each pulled out their weapons and were very tense.
'They're going to attack soon, right?'
However, upon checking earlier, it appeared that there were only about 10 people on board. All together, there were about thirty or forty people.
With that much power, could he capture this place where hundreds of elite masters were lined up?
'It's the first time I've seen a tool like that used, but what will they do if I surprise them when they come down from the air?'
Ma Hyeon-geuk smiled triumphantly at the balloon that gradually lowered its altitude. Although they were few in number, it was clear that they would be utterly defenseless when they descended from the air.
Phew!
"huh?"
It was as if I heard the sound of the wind brushing my ears for a moment. And the next moment, a ray of light flashed in his frontal vision.
"omg!"
Aaaaaaaang!
A roar shook the ground. A blue flash of light fell from the air and, not enough to have skewered the demonic theater, made a huge hole in the castle wall.
“Lord!”
"Unbelievable!"
The men next to him screamed. However, the wind prevented me from seeing other objects falling from the sky.
Whoops!
Pupuk!
“Quaaaaagh!”
"omg!"
“Memorize! Avoid all!”
They had to evade the baptism of memorization pouring down from the sky by flying their bodies. Each memorization pouring down from a high altitude has the power of a one-hit kill.
No matter how you try to counterattack, what do you do with the balloon floating in the air? Their commander, Ma Hyeon-geuk, died in an instant, and they wandered around and ran away in all directions.
* * *
Seeing!
widely!
Julius had a bright smile on his face after grabbing the returned Yellow Dragon Sword.
“Success!”
His plan wasn't just infiltration. It was for this purpose that he made a large hot air balloon that could carry ten people.
Phew!
The sword shot out of his hand again. The power of memorization was great, but the sword of Julius fired from the fish sword was truly astonishingly powerful!
Kwaaaaang!
In the place where the sword hit, one side of the wall collapsed again with a roar.
Yes! What he said was the way to attack the fortress!
“The flower of an air raid is, of course, bombing!”
Julius smiled in repentance. He killed the commander and succeeded in overthrowing the ship. However, there are still hundreds of masters left in the fort.
'Now I have to launch an offensive in earnest.'
“I’m going to drop the altitude. It may shake, so be careful.”
"All right."
At the same time as Julius' words, the hot air balloons slowly descended and swayed. Since the balloon moves with the wind, it is difficult to feel a sense of speed even inside.
Salang.
However, it was a miraculous thing to see several large balloons descending at once at the gesture of Julius. The masters who were riding inside looked at him with an expression of amazement.
'Apart from making such a tool, how do I control it?'
fish sis.
A faint heat rises from Julius' hand, then slowly cools down.
And as the heat cools down, the force to float the balloon weakens and it descends slowly.
It is Suzaku's ability to handle heat that controls the balloon now. Instead of using a lamp or burner, he heats and cools the air himself to power the apparatus!
With his history, he was able to control the amount of heat more precisely than a clumsy burner, so he could freely adjust the altitude.
'Is this enough?'
After descending moderately, Julius gave the order to attack again.
Whoops!
Kwaaaaang!
“Everyone get to a covered place!”
“Heuk!”
In less than a few hours, the Jima Hall became a mess. Julius' sword and memorization were scary, but there was one more thing that gave a decisive blow.
Kwak!
Screams rang out among the drummers along with an explosion of drinking.
“Aagh!”
"This?"
"It's a fire! Jeong Do-maeng is using the gunpowder of the coffin!”
“… … !?”
All the Demonic Cultists were astonished. In fact, no matter how fast and strong Julius' sword was, he was alone in the end. There is a limit to the number of people that can be killed at once. Amgi could also be blocked somehow by hiding within the walls.
However, if the hwatan falls, the story is different. The range is wide and the killing power is superior to memorization. Above all, the thunder-like sound every time it explodes takes their souls out.
Kwak!
excellent number.
Clouds of dust rose between the broken stone dust, and dark memories poured over them. This way, no matter how many numbers there are, there's no way it'll be a fight.
"nice… Cowardly using gunpowder on a Murim man!”
“Are you guys unmanned even if you only attack from a distance!”
I didn't know that he would come with such an extraordinary method, so curse words broke out among the masters of the Demonic Cult.
“If it’s unfair, you can also borrow it from the coffin!”
In the distance, Julius' sarcastic voice echoed. Originally, the only place that could mass-produce weapons such as gunpowder was the imperial palace with an army, and the Cheok Madan had received that support and emptied all the firearms stockpiled in the warehouse.
However, the reality is that the power of the firearms here is good, but there is no place to use them.
Cannon? It is difficult to carry it into the mountains, and the range is not long to shoot. It is not very useful to just carry it and throw it because the martial arts masters are quick.
'But it would be different if it was carpet bombing!'
But how can you stop the fireballs raining down from the sky? In addition, it was not just gunpowder that Julius had prepared.
Chew!
This time, some wooden barrels fall from the sky. Then it fell to the ground and sprayed black liquid.
“Ugh!”
"what?"
Those on the walls were covered with that gooey black liquid. At the same time, they smell a disgusting smell coming up their noses!
"this is!"
Their faces were as pale as corpses.
Kwak!
Roaring.
The identity of the black liquid was oil. Sparks from fireballs instantly turned the top of the castle wall into a sea of fire.
“Quaaaaa!”
No matter how good he was, he was covered in oil and his whole body was set on fire, but he had no chance of getting hit.
The Demonic Cultists who were hit by one-sided bombing in the air had no choice but to flee.
“Damn it! retreat! Retreat to the human race.”
There was no point in holding out here like a scarecrow. It is better to withdraw and join the forces of other gateways than to be annihilated like this.
“The demonic cult guys are running away!”
“Waaaaaa!”
After that, it was a breeze. The Chuck Madan was able to occupy the empty gateway so easily.
In a word, it was a great victory.
“I congratulate you on winning!”
“Reduction!”
Jeong Do-maeng's leaders rejoiced at the victory with flushed faces. Thus, the first all-out war against the Demonic Cult ended with a perfect victory. The air balloon and Julius' performance were very encouraging.
'Maybe it's possible to annihilate the Demonic Cult without any damage?'
but.
'That must be difficult.'
'I'm of the same opinion.'
Several people, including Julius and Zhuge Nebula, were exchanging glances. This time, it was a surprise attack, so they were able to achieve such a great victory.
'They're not idiots. I'm sure they'll come prepared.'
* * *
"Military! Following the Jima Hall, the news is that the Inma Hall has also been captured!”
“Those who remain are preparing for the final sit-in at the Cheonma Hall... … .”
“What are you going to do with this? The headquarters, which no one has entered for two hundred years, is in danger of being attacked!”
"Military! what measures... … .”
“… … .”
Sayeohan kept her mouth shut and went to report to the teacher.
“Cut God’s throat. I have no face.”
As he lay on his stomach and trembled, he felt like he was possessed by a ghost.
'Only one week... How can this happen in a week... … .'
Just a week ago, with a happy expression on his face, he heard the news that the siege had been completed. Even then, he never imagined that he would report such a report to the religious leader.
The three major families, the Northern Palace, are defeated, and the leader, the Northern Palace, is a warrior!
Jima-gwan, an iron castle that had never been breached in the history of the Demonic Cult, fell in vain!
Lastly, there was a report that the second gateway, Inma Hall, had also been breached. Now all that remains is the Crown of the Heavenly Demon, and if even here is pierced, the headquarters of the Demonic Cult will be exposed to the enemy.
The Demonic Cult, which had not allowed outsiders to invade for two hundred years, was in danger of being robbed of its headquarters at once.
"It's all because of my ignorance."
Saihan was lying on his stomach, waiting for the leader's disposition. However, the principal was not so angry.
“Hmm… … .”
“… … !?”
“… … .”
After thinking for a moment, the teacher said something unexpected.
“It was said that winning or losing is a sick boss.”
"yes?"
“Winning and losing means that war always happens.”
“I apologize.”
Saihan flinched and lowered his head again. Because he thought that a full-fledged reprimand was coming. However, the teacher brought out the wrong sound again.
“And the contents of this report are quite interesting.”
“What are you talking about… … .”
“Is that the work of the Saekmokin again?”
“It is!”
Saihan had no choice but to hit his chest with an expression of resentment. Even if he sprinkled ashes on the finished rice, his plan has never succeeded since the appearance of the oil fountain and Julius.
“Heaven… You mean the sky?”
The teacher behind the juryeom kept muttering in an incomprehensible voice.
"Military."
"ancient!"
Sae-Han answered again with a tense tone.
“What do you think is the probability of stopping the enemy at the Heavenly Demon Hall?”
“… … .”
he couldn't answer Apparently, the enemy captured the two gates at once with a bizarre method of attacking from the sky, but it is impossible to predict victory hastily.
However, it is difficult to dare to say such a thing in front of the principal.
“Whoops… Doesn't it look like you're not confident?"
“Kill me… … .”
“Wake up.”
flinch.
Saihan was about to lie down again, but jumped up when the headmaster restrained him.
“I will send you to the Heavenly Demon Hall along with the other masters. Make up for this mistake there.”
“… … !?”
Saihan was surprised. Does the religious leader still trust him and entrust him with something?
'The headmaster still believes in me!'
Tears are about to spill from his eyes. He wasn't the only one there.
Ugh.
An object floated towards him from behind the leader.
“Take it.”
"this is?"
Sayahan politely accepted it and opened it in the palm of his hand.
'pocket?'
It was three small silk pouches. Sae-han hurriedly tried to open it.
“For now, just have it.”
"what… … .”
“Arrival at the Heavenly Demon Hall and open the first pouch.”
Sayyehan looked at the inside of Juryeom with a puzzled expression, but Gyoju continued talking as if he was having fun.
“After that, whenever a crisis comes, open that pocket and the answer will come out.”
“… … !?”
* * *
On the other hand, the troops of the Chuck Maddan, including Julius, were advancing in a wavering fashion.
“According to the map, that place is called the Heavenly Demon Hall, the last gateway to the Demonic Cult.”
“It’s not too high for a final gateway, isn’t it?”
Julius gave a brief impression. As the saying goes, Cheonma Pavilion was not only flatter than Jima Pavilion located on a cliff, but also had lower walls.
“Actually, the Cheonma Hall is just a formal gateway. Normally, there is Jima-gwan, which was a heavenly fortress, so you wouldn't have thought of defending it this far.”
"indeed… … .”
At Zhuge Nebula’s explanation, Julius nodded. As he said, the Inma Pavilion that fell yesterday was not so high or steep compared to the Jima Pavilion.
“But be careful. Since it's the last time, I don't know what tricks the Demonic Cult did.”
“I know.”
Julius didn't let his guard down and decided to finish it quickly. Preemption is also bombardment.
Ugh!
Balloons infused with heat float up. This time, I plan to break the momentum with bombing at once.
Inside the balloon that soared several tens of meters into the sky at once, Julius turned his gaze toward the Heavenly Demon Hall.
“Let’s see… huh?"
He opened his eyes slightly wide. I didn't notice it when I looked at it from below, but there was a tower-like object protruding from the inside of the Heavenly Demon Pavilion.
“What is that?”
“It looks like Saturn… … . But it is incredibly high.”
"Saturn?"
Looking closely, it wasn't just one or two. Inside the gateway, there are as many as a dozen towers made of earth.
'I don't know what kind of scheme it is, but I'll have to take a closer look.'
Hwareuk.
Julius manipulated the altitude to ride the wind. The balloon slowly approaches the Cheonma Hall.
But then!
Piyung!
Phew!
In an instant, something shot from the tip of Saturn at terrifying speed.
“Dangerous!”
Chaechaechaeng!
Jegal Unhyeon quickly swung his spear and knocked out things that were shooting towards the balloon. Julius saw that figure and nodded his head.
'aha! That was the intention!'
The height of Saturn easily exceeded several tens of meters. I don't know how they built such a large structure, but at that height it could pose a threat to the balloon.
Peeing!
Whoop!
On top of dozens of Saturns, the masters of the Demonic Cult were memorizing and shooting arrows. As their internal strength was added to the height of Saturn, their range doubled.
“Block the arrows!”
“It is dangerous if the fabric is punctured!”
The other equipment was also frightened, and they were busy memorizing their weapons and shooting arrows. Fortunately, there was still a distance, so I was able to cope enough.
“This is a big deal. It seems that the enemies are fully prepared.”
Jegal Unhyeon looked at Saturn with worried eyes. In this way, he could not recklessly approach the Heavenly Demon Pavilion. Otherwise, the instrument may fall.
"hmm?"
However, Julius was still at ease.
“If the range is within reach, shouldn’t we go higher?”
Booung.
He injects heat into the balloon and soars higher. When the altitude reaches a certain level, the arrows and memorizations fired by Saturn lose their power.
Julius looked down and snorted.
'It's no use even if I roll my hair!'
A blue flash of light stretched from his hand like lightning.
Kwurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrring!
His sword, which moved with a sword, pierced one of Saturn and let out a roar.
“Aaaagh!”
The middle part of Saturn, which is several tens of meters high, was shattered and piles of dirt poured down. It's not just one attack there.
Phew!
After turning several times in the air, the sword aimed at Saturn right next to it and fired again.
Quarreureung!
Another one collapsed. Now there are 8 Saturns left.
“Okay… As I've heard, he's not even human... … .”
Saihan, who watched the scene, bit his lip. He arrived at the Heavenly Demon Pavilion yesterday and opened his first silk pouch. It contained simple instructions.
[Build the Saturn to intercept the enemy.]
And the method given by the religious leader had a definite effect. Even at the beginning of the engagement, the balloon did not dare approach Saturn.
But now that method is useless!
rustle.
He quickly opened another silk pouch to check its contents.
[…] … .]
"indeed… The leader’s insight is amazing!”
After reading the contents inside, Sayohan summoned his subordinates and gave an order.
“Raise the wind! Blow up that weird object!”
“Honorable name!”
* * *
Whoa oh oh!
"ok?"
Julius grimaced when he saw a sudden gale.
'Manipulation will be difficult.'
The balloon has no propulsion of its own and is driven by wind blowing at different altitudes. When there is a strong wind like this, it becomes difficult to maneuver.
Whiing!
“… … !?”
However, it didn't take long to notice that this was no mere wind.
"this! Are they them again?”
Julius hurriedly tried to descend. However, the current altitude was too high.
Whoa oh oh!
"omg!"
“Hold on tight! Fall!”
Julius tried to get out of the gusty area, but the balloon was already caught in the wind. The five hot air balloons rock to and fro like boats in a storm.
A crisis that seems to fall at any moment!
“Eh… … .”
Julius raised both hands and faced forward.
“Windproof!”
Damn it!
A thick wall of ice formed around the five balloons. And the wall protected the balloon from the gale, albeit only for a short while.
fish meal.
Then, taking advantage of that critical gap, Julius escaped from the gust of wind. The rapid descent was possible because the air cooled rapidly with the chill of the ice.
"phew!"
He wiped the sweat from his forehead with an expression of ten years of suffering. No matter how raw he was, even if he fell from hundreds of meters in the air, there was no answer.
No, even if he doesn't know, it's hard for other masters of the cheating team to survive.
'But the timing is so exquisite?'
Julius looked towards the Heavenly Demon Hall with sharp eyes. He knew that some of his enemies were windbreakers, but he hadn't expected such an attack at such an opportune time.
'Intercept on Saturn... And he took advantage of the opportunity to go up high and induced the fall?'
Of course, it could have been a coincidence. But he couldn't get rid of the sudden suspicion.
'It's all good, but how did you know that balloons can't move freely in the air?'
Only the craftsmen of Jeong Do-Meng and a few of the top leaders knew that. Others only know it as a mysterious flying object.
'no way… … .'
Julius slowly came to a conclusion.
'Do any of them know anything about balloons?'
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