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[According to the martial law]
Doo doo doo doo doo!
An army numbering tens of thousands raced across the plain. After that, a huge cloud of dust stretched out for a long time.
“Hey!”
They were warriors of the Murim Alliance led by Murim Lord Ya Yul-gi. The number reached about 30,000.
Yayulgi was riding in the lead. With his superhuman eyesight, he discovered the Cheonghae branch in the distance.
‘We’re almost there.’
After a while, the warriors who were riding alongside them also discovered the Cheonghae branch. They approached Yayulgi and said:
“Lord. “I can see the Cheonghae branch.”
“I’m watching too. “I’ll be there in one hour.”
Yayulgi already felt his blood boiling hotly.
Jeongma Daejeon.
A fierce battle between the Demonic Cult and the Murim Alliance, with their fate at stake. In the history of martial arts, many heroes were born and died in the Battle of Jeongma.
Sometimes the Murim Alliance won the war, and sometimes the Demonic Cult prevailed. However, there was never a proper conclusion.
‘But this time it will be different.’
Yayulgi thought that he was the man who would put an end to this repeated history.
‘I am different from the weak Murim lords of the past.’
Unlike the previous leaders who were satisfied with stopping the invasion of the Demonic Cult, Yayulgi planned to lead his entire army into Xinjiang.
A feat that neither the Emperor of Swords 100 years ago nor the living legend Three Worlds could accomplish.
‘I will annihilate the Demonic Cult with my own hands!’
By accomplishing that feat, King Yayulgi of Fist will gain immortal fame.
“Hey!”
The Hanhyeolbo horse ridden by Yayulgi marched forward alone. The owner’s passionate emotions seemed to be contagious, and he spoke harshly.
“Lord!”
“It’s dangerous to go ahead alone!”
“Slow down!”
Yayulgi’s bodyguards hurriedly followed behind. However, Yayulgi did not slow down. The strong wind cooled my hot body.
I wanted to shout this out as long as no one was listening.
‘My time is coming soon! This Yayulgi will break the neck of the Heavenly Demon and become the best in the world!’
It was no exaggeration to say that Yayulgi became the Murim lord just for that purpose.
He could not challenge Cheonha Samjeol, who saved the martial arts world 100 years ago and became a legend. It was an implicit unwritten rule and a profanity.
In order to be recognized as the best person in the world, the best and only way was to kill the Demon Cult Lord, or Heavenly Demon.
“My heavenly horse. Wash your neck and wait!”
Yayulgi, unable to contain his excitement, raised his head and shouted in a loud voice.
“Wow!”
The young warriors who were stimulated by the leader also shouted.
The desires of other warriors were not much different from those of the Murim lord.
A person who wants to prove his martial prowess by fighting against demonic cultists.
A person who wants to enhance his reputation by making a contribution in war.
Those who just want to acquire wealth and power.
The warriors of the political faction were taught to suppress such desires. However, the war against the Demonic Cult was an exception.
There is no problem in killing an opponent without hesitation and being proud of it. Rather, you will be praised.
Because the opponent is a magician who deserves to be killed.
‘Play an active part in this war between demons…’
‘You will become famous throughout the world!’
Tens of thousands of people’s desires became one mass and ran across the plain.
Doo doo doo doo doo doo!
Of course, there were some among them who kept their cool.
‘What do you think, my lord?’
Namgung Jeongcheon (Biyeong) was riding alongside the heads of the five major families. He had an unusually calm expression.
‘Why don’t you give me a new command?’
Biyoung was a shadow that moved for the sake of its master, not for its own glory. It’s been like that my whole life. It was the same when serving the now dead Namgung Jeongcheon, and it was the same now when serving Pacheon Geomje.
‘If he is, he must be plotting another horrifying plan…’
Ever since she saw Namgung Jeongcheon die in vain after being deceived by Daein, Biyoung had thought of Daein as the person with the most cruel and scary heart in the world.
‘…Are you testing me?’
Cold sweat broke out on Biyoung’s back. In fact, the great man had forgotten his existence for a moment.
‘…Right! He wants me to realize and act on my own. This means that there is no need for passive followers to conquer Wulin!’
Biyeong, who sensed the deep meaning of her master, said, ‘As expected.’ I muttered to myself.
He began to think deeply about what to do next.
And further behind him,
“Grandpa. “I’m sure your brother will be safe, right?”
“No problem. “Is that guy an ordinary guy?”
Nam Gung-hyeon and Old Man Jin were riding horses.
The two participated in the Battle of Jeongma in the name of Geomwangmun. Thanks to the full support of Biyoung, who controlled the Namgung family, the two were surrounded by elite warriors from the Namgung family.
Namgoonghyeon thought about Daein.
‘I have received a favor from my brother that I cannot repay even if I spend my whole life in repayment.’
The great man changed his fate, which was destined to be chased all his life and eventually die miserably. Just because he is a descendant of the Sword Emperor.
In reality, it may not have been a big deal to a large person. However, the grace that Namgoonghyeon received was something that could not be measured.
Therefore, Namgunghyeon planned to follow Daein even if he sided with the Demonic Cult in this war.
“…No matter what choice you make, I will follow your wishes.”
“The same applies to this allowance.”
Old man Jin also nodded heavily. Thanks to Daein, he also relieved himself of the pain he had held in his heart his entire life.
How could we, as human beings, turn away that grace?
And there is one more thing.
‘Isn’t this our future grandchild’s son-in-law?’
Old Man Jin hid his second purpose. It is still too early to reveal this plan.
Doo doo doo doo doo!
With so many people’s thoughts crossing, the 30,000-strong army of the Murim League arrived at its destination, the Cheonghae branch.
And
“Thank you for your hard work in coming from far away.”
The great man greeted them.
***
The great man opened the door wide and let the troops in.
However, not all 30,000 troops could come in, so more than half remained outside.
“See you, Lord.”
The great man politely took the sword from the leader. Yayulgi looked around without hesitation as he was greeted.
“Why are you here? “What about the Demonic Cult?”
The letter Yayulgi received stated that the Cheonghae branch was attacked by an unidentified monster and suffered serious damage.
But when I got there, it looked pretty neat even though there were signs of damage here and there.
‘There are hardly any injured drones to be seen.’
This was impossible if we were at war with the Demonic Cult.
The great man said.
“I’ll tell you straight. “The Heavenly Demon Church has returned to its home base.”
“…What do you mean?”
Daein kindly explained again to the Murim Lord, who had a completely uncomprehending expression on his face.
“As the head of the Cheonghae branch, I signed a truce with the Heavenly Demon Church. They returned to their home base and promised never to invade the central plains again.”
The great man spoke calmly without changing his facial expression.
However, the expressions of the listeners changed every moment. Their final reaction was confusion and anger.
“What nonsense is that?”
“The Demonic Cult has retreated!”
I ran almost non-stop for over a thousand miles. But the enemies returned. Moreover, it is said that they arbitrarily negotiated a ceasefire.
The great man smiled kindly and said, as if asking what was the problem.
“The war is over. “Isn’t it a good thing that I don’t have to bleed anymore?”
Grumbling.
Yayulgi gritted his teeth without realizing it. A fever rose within me. He said, glaring at the great man.
“Who told you to arbitrarily call a truce? “Did you make that decision on behalf of me, the lord of the Murim, just because you won the latter-day Jisoo competition?”
At the same time, a fierce energy began to flow from Yayulgi’s body. I was excited like a volcano about to explode.
“Pacheongeomje! “Answer me!”
This was a clear violation of authority and treason. How dare you try to ruin his grand plan!
It was then.
“Lord.”
Zhuge Qiao, the soldier next to him, spoke on Daein’s behalf.
“It was an unavoidable situation at the time. “Since the former branch leader, Chu Hon-chang Daehyup and most of the leadership, had passed away, Pacheon Geomje had to take over the position.”
“So you negotiated with the enemy without my permission!”
Zhuge Bridge bowed deeply to the Murim Lord.
“If you want to punish me, please punish me and not Pacheongeomje. “It was I who elevated this person to the position of Cheonghae branch leader.”
Zhuge Qiao owes his life to Daein.
He wasn’t alone. Most of the warriors in the Cheonghae branch owed their lives to Daein.
“There is nothing wrong with Pacheon Geomje!”
“You saved us from dying!”
“How wrong is it to cut down on wasted blood?”
The warriors of the Cheonghae branch of the Murim League stood in defense of Daein as if to guard him.
“…Lord. I was the one who met with the leader of the Demonic Cult and negotiated directly with him. If you want to punish him, please punish me too.”
Moreover, even Cheongun, whom he trusted, took Pacheongeomje’s side.
‘These guys…!’
Ya Yulgi looked at Zhuge Bridge, the warriors of the Cheonghae branch, Cheongun, and finally Pacheon Geomje with surprised eyes.
‘coon. In that short period of time, you made the Cheonghae branch your own!’
In an instant, goosebumps appeared all over my body. Ya Yul-gi seemed to finally know the true nature of Pacheon Geomje.
There was another person who had similar thoughts to Yayulgi. Biyoung covered her mouth with her hand.
‘It is indeed my lord…!’
There was no way to guess how deep his heart was to take control of the Cheonghae branch in such a short period of time and build up a force capable of opposing the Murim lord.
‘…Why are they being so burdensome?’
No one knew that the person involved, Daein, was also embarrassed.
“Whoa…”
Yayulgi took a moment to catch his breath. I knew that getting angry blindly wouldn’t help in this situation.
However, I had no intention of returning to Hanam like this.
Yayulgi said.
“…I will not punish anyone. “Bring here the truce signed with the Demonic Cult.”
At those words, Zhuge Qiao breathed a sigh of relief. He handed the document to the Murim Lord.
“Here it is.”
Tsk tsk tsk tsk.
“Lord!”
Yayulgi tore up the ceasefire agreement as if to show off. Then he looked behind him and spoke in a loud voice.
“A truce? This is the devil’s deception. “If we return safely, they will definitely come down to attack this place again!”
Yayulgi came here to fight the war.
Even if it was not a truce and the Demonic Cult surrendered, he had no intention of stopping.
“Do you think the blood was in vain? If we don’t shed blood today, our descendants from generation to generation will shed blood at the hands of the demonic bastards!”
Yayulgi’s argument resonated with the warriors who had traveled a long way together. The warriors raised their weapons and shouted.
“What you said is right, Lord!”
“We can never go back to this!”
“The blood of the devil!”
Yayulgi took over the atmosphere in an instant. The great man frowned and looked at that figure.
‘It’s coming out stronger than expected.’
I thought it wouldn’t be easy to persuade, but Yayulgi was more forceful than Daein thought.
However, Daein had one more ace up his sleeve for times like this.
“Can I say something?”
The voice that broke through the shouts of warriors contained enormous energy. Everyone’s eyes were aimed at the same place.
Geomseong was walking with his back in the air. The martial arts monks recognized him and shouted in surprise.
“Geogeomseong!”
“Why here!”
It wasn’t just the Sword Saint. Behind him, the King of Dao and the Three Heavenly Fathers of Sinchang all appeared.
Murmur.
With the appearance of the three people, the atmosphere became noisy like a market on a market day.
Three absolute masters who are considered legends of the martial arts faction.
For most of the warriors here, it was my first time seeing their faces.
“How can you…”
Yayulgi asked with an anxious expression. He too was surprised by the appearance of Samjeol, but was more curious about the reason why they appeared.
Geomsung said with a grin.
“I have something to say to the lord.”
At that moment, a victorious smile appeared on the Daein’s face.
‘With this, this side is also sorted out.’
The Three Emperors of the World will persuade Ya Yul-gi and make the Murim Alliance retreat.
No matter how much you are the Murim lord, you cannot ignore their words.
‘It’s definitely comfortable because there are a lot of munchkins around. I don’t really need to fight…’
“Since you and Pacheon Geomje have such different opinions, I would like to suggest a way for us to solve this problem.”
While everyone was listening to the voice of the Sword Saint, Daein, who thought everything was over, was leisurely lost in his own thoughts.
‘When I return to Earth, should I train Hoguna and the others a bit more? They’ll take care of the remaining disasters as well.’
This time the king spoke.
“Since ancient times, when a conflict arises between warriors, isn’t it natural to resolve it according to the martial law?”
‘hmm?’
…When I listened to it, I felt something strange. When Daein tilted his head in puzzlement, Sinchang grinned and answered.
“Honey, how about resolving this issue between the Maengju and Pacheongeomje according to the martial law?”
The great man hastily intervened.
“Wait. “What is that…”
Geomseong finished his sentence with a grin. It was a finish worthy of an absolute expert.
“It’s Bimuro.”
The great man immediately sent a telegram and questioned him.
[It’s different from before!]
Geomseong had clearly promised Daein that he would persuade Yayulgi to withdraw his troops.
[I tried to do that at first, too.]
Geomseong continued with a mischievous smile.
[Now that I think about it, I find it scandalous. Why are you the only one who wants to eat it raw, even when fighting the Heavenly Demon?]
[No, but this is a bit…]
When Daein tried to argue with the Sword Saint further, Yayulgi was the first to quickly agree to the offer.
“Of course. “Everyone, step back!”
There was no time for anyone to stop him. In an instant, the warriors except Yayulgi and Daein retreated as if the tide was fading away.
“Pacheongeomje.”
The seat of one of the world’s top ten masters.
The King of Fist, Ya Yuqi, clashed his two fists in front of his chest. He said, glaring at the great man with wide eyes.
“Do you agree to solve this problem in the way suggested by Samjeol?”
“…….”
The great man looked around. More than a thousand warriors were watching the two people.
If you refuse here, not only will you be ridiculed for the rest of your life, but it will also not prevent the Murim Alliance from attacking the Heavenly Demon Church.
After all, these are the martial arts people. They are a people who recognize and follow the strong.
‘I thought it would be a little easier.’
The great man sighed lightly and stepped forward.
“Please do so.”
After a while, the Murim Lord and Pacheon Geomje clashed in front of tens of thousands of people.
[According to the martial law] End
ⓒ Ganjjajang
