Heavenly Inquisition Sword Chapter 507

Episode 507. I couldn’t help but be surprised at the words of Guju (九州) and Macheon (魔天)

Eighthwangsinmo.

Hagiya, he ordered the Eighthwangsinmo to behead 100,000 people, so it is worth knowing the extent of his wickedness.

The transmission of the Eighthwangsinmo continued.

-‘Heaven of Kings’ is the place where three heavenly gods, eight kings, and nine monarchs rule. Beware of beings with divinity and demigods who have been pushed out of competition and corrupted.

Yeonjeokha asked in a full voice.

-A corrupted demigod?

– In ‘Heaven of Kings’, beings with divinities compete. If you fall out of the competition, you become a half-god-class monster that is obsessed with desire. Half-god monsters and beings with divine powers are dangerous, so know what their desires are and deal with them.

-Why are you telling me that?

– Didn’t you tell me? It’s a witch’s whim. If Empress Dowager Ten was still alive, she would have gone to Kuju, where she could speak the language. So, go to Guju and find the ten warriors.

-A savior?

-If it’s 10 wives, it’s probably ‘Wansanju’.

The Eighthwangsinmo did not answer the question and only said what she had to say.

It is because there is no time to explain ‘Bumcheonyokgyewangjaecheon’ to Yeonjeokha, who knows nothing.

-What is Guju and Wansanju?

-More than that, you’ll figure it out yourself. Surviving, of course, comes first.

After completing the telephony, Eighthwangsinmo led the black goat and walked to a wide area.

I kept my mouth shut at the resolute attitude of the mother of the Eighthwangsin.

It was a little disappointing, but compared to not knowing anything, where is this?

I feel like I’ve already found Namgung-yeon halfway.

After receiving help from the enemy, indescribable emotions surged up.

With a confused mind, he threw a word of love.

“You are not supposed to touch Yeon-sister. Please pray that nothing will happen to Sister Yeon.”

“Huh, don’t do that. But I guess now is the time to worry about you rather than your wife.”

Along with the horse, the Eighthwangsinmo decapitated the black goat.

Dark red blood gushed out.

She was accustomed to drawing reverse pentagrams.

He stared at the production process of the reverse pentagram without making a sound of breathing.

Turning on the light in your eyes and looking at it is the momentum to memorize it somehow.

“Your wife has already seen this ceremony, so don’t waste your energy.”

“…”

Only then did he relax his eyes.

If he drew the same pattern in front of Namgung-yeon, he wouldn’t have to bother himself.

The Eighthwangsinmo threw away the body of the black goat she was holding and then glanced at Yeonjeokha.

It felt strange to think that this might be the last time in this world.

“…You too would consider this a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.”

I said the same thing to Namgoongyeon.

Maybe that’s what you’re saying to yourself.

Not to death, but to the world of immortality.

Only then did my heavy heart lighten a little.

Finally, the Eighthwangsinmo’s lips opened.

“Lena Thiag Aye Yaha Jadu Samrat.”

A spark flew from the star of Pentacle.

Papa-pa-pa-pa-papa-.

The flames soon turned into huge flames and engulfed the Five Stars.

As if it were a forest fire, the flames were so high that black smoke rose.

It’s a scale that can’t be compared to Namgoongyeon’s time.

The Empress of the Eighthwangs took a step back involuntarily at the overwhelming flames.

Smoke full of malice enveloped the entire valley.

As the eyes of the couple became dark, and ghosts fluttered everywhere, he hurriedly recited the Nine-Thousand-Yeo-Il-Jingyeong (九天如一眞經).

When the gucheongi moved, the goosebumps that had been rising were allayed.

The smoke that covered the entire valley began to be sucked into the altar.

Whirling-.

The black smoke condensed over the altar and formed a single shape.

Yeonjeokha’s eyes, which were staring upwards, widened.

‘An Imoogi?’

A black serpent as big as the government building flew leisurely through the sky.

Then suddenly, the eyes of the Imoogi and Yeonjeokha met.

At that moment, the Imoogi opened its mouth to roar and fell down.

As it fell down, the Imoogi’s mouth got bigger and bigger.

Before long, the Imoogi’s wide open mouth swallowed the reverse pentagram whole.

Aww-.

No, it was the black serpent that was swallowed.

The Imoogi’s gigantic body disappeared into the Reverse Pentagram as if being sucked in.

“…”

A strange silence hung over the valley as if even time had stopped.

Then, a man about 10 feet tall (about 3 meters) appeared in the center of the Pentagram.

“omg! Cheonjama (天子魔)?”

The Eighthwangsinmo’s mouth was wide open.

The giant with a huge spear in one hand was definitely the son of a thousand he met a long time ago.

The king descended from the ‘Heaven of Kings’.

The wind blew hard.

A flag with strange letters hanging at the end of the spear pole fluttered wildly.

It was at the end of the chohonje that Kucheonnodo Shimtong and Taebaek Seonin entered the valley.

Heartache looked left and right, not thinking that the ritual had already ended.

It’s looking for Yeonjeokha.

Taebaek Seonin said to such heartache.

“It looks like the first marriage ceremony is over, but would you like to meet the headmaster?”

“what? Are you done? Whoever wants!”

Heartache, who had been screaming, ran into the valley calling out to Yeonjeokha.

“Confucius! Confucius!”

Surprised, Taebaek Seonin hurriedly followed him.

The heartache that ran like the wind stopped in front of the Eighthwangsinmo.

Taebaek Seonin, who hurriedly followed, knelt down with a pale face.

“Master! Forgive me! Gucheonnodo asked me to attend the chohonje, so I was bringing it to the priest.”

The Eighthwangsinmo turned her gaze to Simtong.

Despite the intrusion of an uninvited guest, her expression was unexpectedly calm.

“late. The first marriage ceremony has already ended.”

Shim Tong, who was standing there with a blank face, lowered his head.

“Master! I want to be a sacrifice too! Please send me to Confucius too!”

“You are not qualified.”

When the Eighthwangsinmo spoke coldly, Simtong widened her eyes and said,

“I know enough to know. What qualifications do you have for a sacrifice!”

“Gucheonno was also impatient because he couldn’t die.”

When the Eighthwangsinmo raised the death penalty and pressed it, Simtong resisted with the Gucheongi.

Instantly, thick beads of sweat formed on his forehead.

When the traces of blood appeared on Simtong’s mouth, the Eighthwangsinmo withdrew her life.

It’s because I don’t want to kill him who is loyal to his rival.

“When I say unqualified, I mean you won’t be able to endure ‘Heaven of Kings’.”

“it’s okay.”

“Are you willing to give up your guaranteed life in this world?”

The Eighthwangsinmo, who pursues immortality, would not understand the heartache request.

Send me to a place to die?

“Are you sure, sir, that the elders and mothers will return to this world?”

“I do not know. No one has ever been between the present world and the ‘Heaven of Kings’.”

“Who is the author of Beomcheonyokgyewangjaecheon? How did he know about ‘Heaven of Kings’?”

“There was a person called Guzhen Brahman (俱全梵天). One day he remembered ‘King’s Sky’ in the capital. I saw it while contemplating three lives. No one has yet crossed the sensual realm in the flesh.”

“Then I will go too.”

“Are your ear canals blocked? I said just a moment ago that no one had come and gone in the flesh.”

“Yes, I heard you. If the old man and his wife don’t come back, I’ll have to go and take care of them. The rest of my life is not mine, it belongs to you.”

“’Heaven of Kings’ is a world higher than the present world. Have you seen the three-headed dog? Even a dog you meet on the street may be stronger than you. Will you go even though your inaction won’t last long?”

“Life and death depend on heaven. If Heaven wants this life, you must give it up. If it’s not that, I’ll take Yeongja-nim with me.”

“What a fool you are. They said it was a ‘gumilbokgeom’, but it turned out to be very unusable.”

Contrary to the criticism, the Eighthwangsinmo’s eyes were smiling.

The couple’s affection for Yeon Jeok-ha is deep, but the loyalty of a servant from Nokrim-do is also unusual.

“I am ashamed.”

Heart pain blushed as the forgotten nickname came out of the leader’s mouth.

“Come here with the black goat by early Yushi (5:00 PM). This is what you wanted, so don’t blame me if you lose your life.”

“Even if I die, I will not resent you.”

“Go away.”

“yes.”

Simtong and Taebaek Seonin answered unanimously, then went back the way they had come.

Taebaek Seonin, who was going down the mountain, asked as if passing by.

“Since Yeonjeokha has disappeared, you can live according to your wishes, so why do you want to become a sacrifice?”

“My intention is to attend Yeon Confucius.”

“It’s a big deal. I didn’t know Green Forest’s loyalty was that much.”

Heartache glanced at Taebaek Seonin.

His expression was as calm as if he had been liberated, so he couldn’t tell if he was laughing or admiring it.

“How is your palhwang? If you were a disciple of the religious leader, your loyalty would be exceptional.”

“What do you mean?”

“Are you planning to take revenge for the brother-in-law who became disabled?”

“Our Eight Emperors Theorem is not as deep as you think. Maybe it’s to the extent of helping each other when needed.”

At this time, Taebaek Seonin also did not hide his bitter feelings.

Five of the Eight Emperors remain, but even if they are reduced further, no one will mourn.

***

Seonnyeoam.

shrine.

In the room, a person and two deities sat facing each other.

Eighthwangsinmo, golden thread, and every heavenly character.

It felt like half of the temple was filled with the huge size of the 10-foot Cheonjama.

Eighthwangsinmo looked at the Cheonjama’s complexion and spoke carefully.

“I will rebuild the shrine even for the sake of the Heavenly Son. Even if it makes you uncomfortable, please be patient.”

“It really is like a rat hole. It’s not cool to sit in the imperial palace. Tsk tsk!”

At the sigh of the son of a thousand, the gold snake stepped out.

“Heavenly Demon, King of Demonic Heaven. Something better has been prepared for you, so please accept it.”

“Geumsa, aren’t you the ruler of Sabeolju, serving Seokjehwanin, the king of Guju?”

“Because there is no King of the Savior in this world.”

The Cheonjama smiled at the natural virtuous reply of the Golden Master.

“This is a wise answer indeed. Golden Temple, do you know what the principal wants?”

“I know you gorge on the anguish of middle school students who are on the verge of death.”

“It is true. Is it such an agony that it has been prepared for me?”

The Cheonjama from the Heaven of the Kings had a slightly different texture from the Demonic Cult’s Cheonjama.

It wanted ‘destruction’ and ‘death’, but the Cheonjama from ‘Heaven of Kings’ was indulging in gluttony.

Which one’s godhood is higher will be known when the two Heavenly Demons meet.

“Yes, my faithful servant, the Goddess of Eighthwangs, has prepared a sacrament for the Cheonjamanim.”

Eighthwangsinmo, who was listening to the conversation between the Golden Temple and the Cheonjama, was stunned.

I heard that beings who incarnated as reverse pentagrams are subject to themselves.

However, Geumsa called himself a servant without hesitation.

The Eighthwangsinmo, impatient, interjected.

“I’m sorry in the middle of the word, but you’re a servant? Rather, weren’t Master Geum and Lady Cheonja subordinate to me?”

As the Cheonjama’s face hardened, the golden priest hurriedly came out.

“You are not wrong, but originally, the relationship between Godhead and human beings cannot go beyond master and servant. Although we are subordinate to you, you must not forget your duty.”

Cheonjama took one more drink.

“When you die, we will perish from this world. However, the body is not affected in any way. That’s what it means that part of the Godhead has passed over. Are you still going to talk about subordination?”