Episode 1047 I was crazy too. (2)
Daepungru (大風樓).
This building in the center of Hangzhou, which must have been splendid enough to be described as splendid, was now half broken, showing its hideous skeleton.
Just a week ago, the place was bustling with the laughter of courtesans, the sound of music, and the voices of drunkards bragging, but now it is filled with only an eerie silence.
There was a man sitting by the window on the highest floor of the base that had yet to collapse.
Grumble.
A transparent liquid with a faint red glow poured into the glass. The scent spread fragrantly in all directions.
widely.
Danjagang put down the bottle and looked down at the pure white glass filled with alcohol. After staring like that for a while, I reached out and picked up the glass.
The alcohol flowed leisurely into my mouth. He closed his eyes, savoring the faint scent of liquor. I could clearly feel the alcohol flowing down my throat. Danjagang quietly put down his drink.
“Huh…”
A sigh soon comes out. Because you don’t like alcohol? No, it’s the opposite.
It feels like the scent is coloring not only the tip of the nose but also the entire body. Anyone who has tried this alcohol will painfully realize that alcohol is not just for drinking and getting drunk, but for enjoying its natural taste and aroma.
okay. Anyone who has tried this drink.
“…For us….”
Danjagang slowly looked up at the sky. A half-lit moon is visible beyond the broken ceiling.
“I didn’t get a chance to do that.”
That fact made Danjagang collapse.
What really made him feel frustrated wasn’t the fact that religious people couldn’t enjoy this kind of alcohol. The point is that they live their lives without even knowing that such alcohol exists in the world.
Few people feel regret about not existing. Regret is only felt when something is gone. Christians who do not even know what is not given to them are not even allowed the freedom to feel sad.
Even at this moment, many followers of the religion live by considering cheap liquor, which is so low-quality that it can even be called alcohol, as the only alcohol. I regret and long for that bottle of low-quality alcohol.
What will they think when they taste this drink here? What on earth would you think when you look at the numerous high-class feasts crammed into the walls and warehouses?
“Haha….”
They may hate even more bitterly the non-believers in the central region who have enjoyed all the things they cannot enjoy.
“Hahahaha.”
Perhaps they might blame the religious leadership for not informing them of this fact.
“Haha…. Hahaha….”
And maybe….
Danjagang paused for a moment and slowly shook his head. Unholy thoughts kept creeping into my head.
An indifferent hand filled the glass again. And then I picked up my glass and drank it all down.
Danjagang repeated the same action several times and looked out the window with blank eyes. When he first arrived here, the city was dazzling with people and lights.
But now all that remains here is darkness and desolation.
Just like the world they live in.
Now… that’s right, now the people who lived here and the believers have become equal. But…
if sharing a miserable situation is equality, then what does that leave for the believers?
Relief that more people suffer the same? Or the low-quality pleasure of bringing those who enjoy a high life to the same level as themselves?
“Hahaha.”
It’s just funny.
Perhaps the whole world will soon be like this place. The bright lights will disappear, the fertile soil will be stained with blood, and the streets that used to overflow with people’s laughter will be filled with only death and silence.
And all that remains is just…
“The Second Coming of the Heavenly Demon, Manmaangbok…”
Danjagang closed his eyes.
okay. What remains is not the doctrine, but simply the teachings. The Heavenly Demon returns and all the demons in the world obey him.
“The Second Coming of the Heavenly Demon, Manma Angbok.”
Their mantra, their everything. The only truth they must protect.
But Danjagang wanted to ask. A sad question that he had never had before, but now he couldn’t bear without throwing it out, kept pricking him painfully.
“Heavenly Demon….”
Has his faith dimmed? No, it’s not.
Even though he painfully realized all these contradictions, his faith in the Heavenly Demon did not waver in the slightest. In fact, that’s why I can’t help but ask this question.
“This lowly man dares to ask the Heavenly Demon….”
The Second Coming of the Heavenly Demon, Manma Angbok. Heavenly Demon’s Second Coming, Manmaangbok.
“This dirty world will be purified as the Heavenly Demon desires. And soon the glorious world of magic will come.”
This is a temple for him. It is also a holy war for him.
But I want to ask.
What happens after all that is achieved? What lies behind it?
After purifying this world and opening the world of magic to welcome the return of the Heavenly Demon, what kind of life should the believers live?
No one tells me what happened after that. No one discusses the next world. Because no one was curious. Because they were unable to even fulfill the first order given by the Heavenly Demon, they have no right to think about what followed.
Danjagang leaned back in his chair and tilted his head. There was emptiness in both eyes.
“…What is there, Heavenly Demon? “What…”
What did we endure this long time for? And what is there to fight for?
Even if all of this is glory for only one Heavenly Demon, we will gladly walk that path with a smile. But… why isn’t your mercy shown to us at all?
“Haha…”
All of this is funny. It’s just ridiculous.
Crack, thump, thump.
At that time, somewhat urgent footsteps were heard from the stairs leading to the lower floor. Danjagang greeted the visitor without even turning his head.
“Bishop.”
As soon as Jeok-il came up the stairs and saw the Danja River, he prostrated himself on the spot.
“An army of non-believers has invaded the outskirts and fighting is taking place.”
As he was reporting, he swallowed dry saliva and continued speaking.
“The number is more than five hundred pounds.”
Danjagang did not show any particular reaction. Normally, I would have trembled with anger just recognizing the existence of dirty unbelievers.
“Five hundred…”
He muttered in a rather loose voice.
“Are you targeting my neck?”
“It’s extremely blasphemous, but I think that’s what it is.”
“Right.”
Danjagang’s gaze turned beyond the window.
No matter how far it was from the outskirts of Hangzhou to this place, the fact that he did not recognize that many people approaching him probably meant that his mind was so distracted right now.
“It’s my neck…” As
he looked at the moon, an extreme emptiness was like fog in his eyes. Normally, he would have rushed out as soon as he heard this news and moved to condemn them. But for some reason I didn’t feel like it now.
“What should I do?”
Jeok-il immediately opened his mouth to that question.
“Currently, they are engaged in a fight with ordinary cultists patrolling the outskirts. “The diocese’s highly devout demonic forces are now on the move to punish them, so there will be no need for the bishop to step forward in person.”
“I see…”
Danjagang grabbed the bottle again. And then he started pouring alcohol into the glass again.
Grumble.
It was filled with red liquor.
Jeokil’s face hardened at that relaxed touch. This is because Danjagang did not respond even after reporting on those opposing the religion.
But at that very moment.
“…dare.”
The world began to shake. The sinister energy emanating from Danjagang is shaking not only the air but also this base.
Jeok-il, who was suddenly out of breath due to the momentum, quickly put his head on the floor.
“Lord Bishop. Please take away your anger….”
“It’s enemy day.”
“yes! “Bishop.”
A murderous voice leaked from Danjagang’s mouth.
“These are people who dare to oppose the Heavenly Demon. Chew their flesh, grind their bones, and hold them accountable for their sins. “Let this wicked world clearly know what price to pay for disbelief.”
“The Second Coming of the Heavenly Demon, Manmaangbok!”
thud!
Jeok-il hit his head on the floor. Then, I carefully got up and flew down the stairs like the wind.
As his presence moved away, Danjagang’s eyes darkened.
* * *
“Amitabha!”
A solemn chant rang out, and golden fire light spread across the front.
Couuuuuuuuck!
A dull explosion erupted. The charging demons were unable to overcome the power contained in the power and flew away. But as soon as their backs hit the ground, they jumped up and ran again, screaming.
“Tsk!”
The first suppressed moan came out of Hyeyeon’s mouth.
“Keep running!”
But there was no time to stop and think. Because the clear voice kept urging them on.
Cheongmyeong and the volcano elite he led.
Jang Il-so and Hong Gyeon who follow him.
When Cheongmyeong and Jang Il-so first announced that they would leave the battlefield to the Black Demon and enter Hangzhou, most people did not understand why they had to make such a choice.
But now everyone understood what it meant.
‘Damn it!’
Baekcheon gritted his teeth. There was no end in sight to the charging demonic cultists. A very small number of those we encountered on the outskirts of Hangzhou were merely scouts.
As they entered, they were greeted by demonic cultists who radiated stronger magical energy. It was difficult to breathe because of the demonic energy they were emitting.
Faaah!
Baekcheon kicked off the ground with all his might and deployed his sword with all his might towards the demonic cultists charging at the front.
The rising red sword energy scattered, creating dozens of remnants, and soon it mercilessly cut through the entire body of the demonic cultists.
“Kaaaaaagh!”
The demonic cultists, whose bodies were full of holes, let out desperate screams. But in the meantime, he stubbornly swung his long fingernails.
“Aaaah!”
Just as Jo Geol, who was supporting Baek Cheon, hurriedly jumped in and tried to block the attack.
Paaaaang!
Something like a golden meteor flew in with an ear-piercing sound and instantly destroyed the heads of the demon cultists in front of Baekcheon.
“You have to be careful, baby.”
A friendly voice rang deep. Baekcheon distorted his face and turned his head.
“Jang Il-so!”
“Excitement is not good, so don’t lose your energy in advance. “You still have a lot to do.”
“Tsk!”
Baekcheon bites his lip. The fact that he received help from Jang Il-so made him feel even more humiliated.
That moment.
Paaaaat!
The flying sword of Cheongmyeong instantly cut off the head of the demonic cultist who was charging at Jang Il-so.
“Don’t slack off, you idiot!”
“…He’s kind too.”
Jang Il-so smiled crookedly. Even during this time, Cheongmyeong’s eyes were quickly scanning all directions.
‘Where is it?’
His senses went out in all directions.
It is impossible to predict how a bishop will behave. Because each one is so different. So, guessing where it might be in this vast Hangzhou and finding it is nonsense.
But it doesn’t have to be that way.
All you have to do is find the place where the darkest demonic energy flows out of this suffocating demonic energy. It wouldn’t be that difficult if his senses were several times more sensitive than in the past.
After a while, Cheongmyeong’s head lifted upward.
Hangzhou, where all the towering palaces collapsed. On the land that has been flattened to reveal the horizon, there is only one tower that stands out!
“This…”
Cheongmyeong smiled, showing his teeth.
“Looks like I’m not the only one being kind, right?”
A ferocious spirit flowed from Cheongmyeong’s eyes.
