Murim Login Chapter 1068

Episode 1068.

If someone asked me how to successfully outrun an enemy, I wouldn’t hesitate to answer.

Only two things.

Speed and stamina.

But knowing is not the same as doing.

Despite the fact that all of my allies, including myself, knew that, the wall of reality in front of me was high and solid.

Unlike my three thousand allies, who hadn’t even gotten a chance to rest, the pursuers, who were getting closer by the minute, were monsters who felt no fatigue.

“Northwest! Two hundred zhang out!”

It was only one march down the mountain range with no time to rest.

“They’re here! They’re here!”

They shrieked as they spotted the dust cloud rising in the distance, and I immediately turned to my new brother to estimate the size of the pale yellow cloud.

“Three hundred at the least, five hundred at the most.

Gone were the F-class Hunters who roamed the narrow, dark shapes of the lower gates.

No, while the image of those days still lingers in the back of his mind, he has changed in many ways.

Learning to fight against multiple enemies and making instant judgments about different situations were among the things he had learned.

“Noya.”

We know each other’s intentions with a glance.

Reading the meaning behind my short call, Red Tiankang immediately exclaimed with all his might.

“You slugs, what are you doing, not running like you’re on fire!”

This wasn’t just the rantings of a cranky old man.

The spear of the Red Heavenly River, imbued with a magnificent power, shattered the fear in the hearts of his allies and hastened their steps after a moment’s hesitation.

And the great drone, who had fought countless battles and come to be known as the Palace Star, knew exactly what he was capable of and what his role was.

“Go,” he said, “I will send you in due time.”

Nodding, I stomped off the ground and charged toward the dust cloud.

Hwaah!

The wind splits.

The ground beneath my feet crumbles and rises, creating another dust cloud.

A dust cloud larger and thicker than the one that enveloped hundreds of enemies.

“I see it.

Beyond the swirling sand and dust, the shapes of monsters, neither dead nor alive, fill your retinas with clarity.

A blinding beam of light that reaches the foes one step ahead of him as he raises his curled spearhead at an angle.

Kwah!

An arrow of strong Qi exploded.

It shot out from Gongsheng’s fingertips, instantly consuming and vaporizing the dozens of monsters that had rushed ahead of him.

And I, who had pounced on the gap in the void, seized this perfect opportunity.

Shhhh!

My hairs stand on end at the eerie faintness of the void.

Breathing, speed, strength.

As if to prove my increasingly advanced prowess, everything came together in perfect synchronization, and the blow grazed the enemy, and that was enough.

Shuriken! Fuhua!

One cut, but dozens of deaths.

At an angle, the lance slices through the air in a single transverse slash, cracking and spewing rotting flesh and blood.

A clear chime accompanies the gruesome sight.

Ti-ling. Ti-ring. Tiri-ri-ri-ring!

– [Lv.56 Corrupted Lesser Cultist] slain!

– You have killed a [Lv.75 Corrupted Intermediate Cultist]!

– You have killed a [Lv.52 Corrupted Martial Artist]!

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– Your experience and prestige will be adjusted to account for the level gap with your opponent!

– You have earned a small amount of experience!

– You have earned a small amount of prestige!

I swung my spear in a frenzy, listening to the layered system notifications.

Monsters and enemies were everywhere.

With each trajectory of the blade, dozens and dozens of people crumbled like rotten logs, never to move again.

Freed from the chains that bound them to this world, they became what they were meant to be.

Tie Ling.

With the final chime of the bell, I looked up, certain that nothing was moving anymore.

Beneath a cloud that half-hid the sun, a raven with black wings hovered in the air.

Its blood-red eyes glowed.

“Come down. We need to talk.”

Unsurprisingly, there was no reply, and I added, picking up someone’s sword that had been submerged in a pool of putrid-smelling blood.

“If you don’t like that, you can come yourself.”

Shoo!

A sword blade shot out, tearing through the wind in an instant, blinding the raven’s red eyes.

Poof!

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“Mm.”

With a low, mumbling sound, he opened his eyes and rubbed his brow.

The pain that had accompanied the flash that had blinded him at the last moment still lingered in his mind, piercing him like an awl.

‘Monstrous bastard. You’ve gotten stronger.’

The man, Masambo, could not help but be surprised.

Using the senses of another being to observe him, Qin Tieqing’s state of invulnerability was even more advanced than what he had seen in the imperial palace.

“Is it possible, in such a short period of time, less than three months?

Masambo asked himself, then shook his head.

It was a stupid question.

The question of whether it was possible or impossible had long since passed.

What mattered was that Qin Taoqing had made it all happen, and that was what made this young man, barely two years old, so special.

And Masambo already knew that.

That unlike Jin Tae-kyung, his role is set, and he will never be the star of the show.

And Masambo’s most important task right now was to watch and report.

“Blood Lord.”

Masambo reported to his new superior, who had only just arrived, and the blood lord frowned as he listened.

“Wait a minute. You were caught spying on us?”

“Yes. I’m sorry, but it happened…….”

Pow!

The tensile force flew out before the words were even finished.

It was a blow that would have killed even the strongest peak adepts, but Masambo, who had been swept away by the tensile force, fell straight down on his stomach.

“Heh, look how strong his body is.”

“Please kill him.”

“Don’t bother. I was just about to consider killing you right here and now.”

“……blood lord.”

“Why, now you’re a little afraid, and rightly so, for your master is dead.”

Masambo sank even deeper into his huddle.

Unlike his master, he hadn’t been able to accomplish the Hundred Circling Swords, so his fear of death was even greater.

“Please have mercy…….”

“Shut your mouth. If you want to live even a little longer.”

The lord looked down at Masambo with annoyance, but that was all the punishment he could dish out.

Masambo was expendable, with many nooks and crannies to utilize, and he had no intention of killing his few useful servants.

The reason the lord had threatened him in the first place was because he wanted to show off his majesty and dominance in front of someone he didn’t like.

Of course, that someone was too focused on other matters to care about such a display.

“Found out? So soon?”

The blood lord replied to the muttering archmage’s question.

“There’s no need to make a big deal about it. It’s faster than I expected, but it’s not surprising.”

“Judging by the results, yes. That’s your limit.”

“What?”

“The palace, King Huang, Qin Tao, and, to a lesser extent, the old master of the Communal Sect, so you could have been found out, but that’s not what I want to know.”

The archmage glared at the blood lord with mocking eyes, then turned to Masambo.

“Now, never mind your idiot boss here, be honest with me. Who was the first to notice your covert surveillance.”

“It was.”

“Once spoken, never spoken, and I find it hard to believe that the Eastern Heavenly Demon Army would take as a disciple someone foolish enough to lie in this situation.”

Masambo hesitated for a moment, but when he met the Archmage’s deeply sunken eyes, he realized.

She had already seen through it all.

That she had already guessed what he hadn’t been able to say for fear of incurring further reprimand from his unruly boss.

“I knew him only vaguely, in bits and pieces, a decade ago.”

Masambo’s blood drained from his veins as he opened his mouth cautiously, and the Archmage smiled faintly, as if he had known it would.

“Of course he did, he wouldn’t be a fellow student for nothing.”

The heavens are part of a fence called the Great Country, and the Great Country’s imperial family has built watchtowers to keep an eye on what’s inside and outside the fence.

A watchtower called Dongchang.

And that watchtower, which overlooked the heavens and earth, shared its vision with Amtian through the medium of the Eastern Heavenly Demon Army.

“Although its influence has been diminished by the recent conflict with the Emperor, it has nevertheless been able to receive information through the eyes and ears it has planted throughout the heavens.”

“Among them was the one who noticed the surveillance today?”

“Yes. He is known as the Great Man in Linghai Province.”

“The Great Man. That’s a strange name for a Martial King.”

“Even that’s not a very well-known star sign. He was a madman, and his past behavior was mysterious.”

“So much so that even his classmates couldn’t figure it out?”

“I can’t say for sure, even as a subordinate, but it’s true that at the time, the Emperor’s golden rule was obviously limited.”

And just like that, the great man’s existence was forgotten by the coincidental passage of time.

Until today, when Masambo stumbled upon the memory.

And as he listened to the tale of this mysterious figure, the archmage suddenly recalled the answer to a question he had forgotten.

“The Co-Fa. I was wondering where the surviving members of the Don Emperor and his disciples disappeared to on the way to…….’

An almost certain guess. At the same time, another question popped into her mind and her gaze deepened.

“Who are they?