Episode 282
“Your belief is just amazing that the young master is not only good at martial arts, but also mastery of martial arts like this.”
“… … It’s not to the point of being so gilded.”
“Hey, since you have even the virtue of humility, it seems that you can already see the bright future of the Demonic Cult in your own eyes.”
“… … .”
Yoo Shin-woon’s head pounded as he saw Yang Won-pae giving endless compliments to himself without changing his face color.
However, realizing that the further he spoke, the more complicated the situation would become, he soon decided to hold back.
“Whoa, it’s a place where it’s not easy to even breathe. Shinma-dong’s notoriety really didn’t just stick there.”
Yang Won-pai, who barely regained his strength, shook his head and spoke.
As he said, Shinma-dong here had a heavy energy that even Yu Shin-un could not easily overcome.
‘Even with the margin method, it is only possible to create a safety zone of only about 1 meter, so I said everything.’
In terms of martial arts, except for Cheon Jin-jung, even Yang Won-pai, who is a true second-class man of the Demonic Cult, could not even take a step out of the way.
Got the card!
Keye!
Shinma-dong’s energy and Majin’s energy collided, and a ghostly cry resounded.
In an instant, Yang Won-pae trembled.
Hearing the sound alone would have made him feel the terrible pain that had been squeezing his heart.
However, Yoo Shin-woon watched the scene quietly and turned his head away.
The emotions in his eyes were completely different from those of Yang Won-pai.
‘This energy is… … .’
Yoo Shin-woon felt the energy flowing through Shinma-dong, and rather than discomfort, he had familiar feelings.
Although there is something heterogeneous mixed in, this energy was essentially that of ‘Yooilang’.
And Shinwoon Yu naturally guessed how this place was created.
‘The reason why the energy of this place is completely different from the outside is probably because the old man trained martial arts here.’
It must have been a separate space to avoid harming the residents of the Demonic Cult.
It was amazing again.
Because what the heck did you train?
Is it to the extent that the space turns into a demonic land in the process?
However, Shinwoon Yoo soon got out of his wandering thoughts.
“There is no time to delay, so I will move inside.”
“Please be careful. and… … .”
Yang Won-pae wished good luck to Yu Shin-woon, who was about to leave, but couldn’t follow through.
Please save Heavenly Demon… … He would have wanted to say, but it seemed that he felt ashamed and guilty at the same time about not being able to move forward together due to the limitations of his abilities.
Shinwoon Yoo patted his shoulder and spoke quietly.
“You are training. The moment will surely come when you need your strength.”
“… … Honorable name!”
Leaving behind Yang Won-pae, who was showing courtesy while throwing a punch, Shin-wun Yu ran forward with the speed of a gust of wind.
* * *
Yoo Shin-woon rushed furiously in pursuit of the faint beam of light that flowed from the end of the cave.
The higher the speed of the light gong, the stronger the pressure of the energy, but I ignored it lightly and raised the harmony.
Let’s pour out the power of the advanced Cho Hwa-gyeong for a long time.
Chuck.
‘Looks like it’s here.’
A huge cavity appeared in front of Yoo Shin-woon, who stopped walking.
Yoo Shin-woon’s gaze turned to the center of the common room.
Suaaa!
Wow!
There was a vortex of energy that emitted bright light.
Yu Shin-woon, who watched the energy carefully, finally knew the identity of the unknown energy mixed with Yoo Il-rang’s energy.
‘Good find.’
It was.
The energy radiating from Shinma-dong was the same as the energy of the underworld that was felt from Nachalsa and the inferno.
When he looked back on the fight between the Heavenly Demon and the Underworld that he had seen with Seorin Cheon, Shinwoon Yu realized that he had come to the exact place to save the Heavenly Demon.
‘It is certain that the soul of the Heavenly Demon was kidnapped to the underworld from here. Then the question that remains is how do I get to the underworld… … .’
That was then.
Whoops!
Ugh!
Suddenly, an object in Yoo Shin-woon’s arms vibrated like crazy.
Shinwoon Yoo stretched out his hand toward the source of the vibration and took out the perfect ‘Gyeonggyeong’ that he had snatched from Juyu.
At that moment, the hellscape left Shinwoon Yu’s hand and flew into the air.
Paaa!
Cheer up!
The book unfolded quickly as if it were blown away by the wind, and the energy of the underworld that was floating in the air quickly began to be absorbed into the world of hell.
Shinwoon Yu furrowed his eyebrows as the insidious purple energy emitted from the book.
Suaaa!
Wow!
At that time, the shape of a mysterious existence appeared in the vortex of energy.
Although it was difficult to see clearly as if it was covered by fog, Shinwoon Yoo’s expression hardened coldly.
‘… … That guy is definitely.’
He was none other than the one who lent his strength to Zhou Yu by sacrificing the lives of 10,000 people.
A mysterious being looked at Shinwoon Yoo.
He, who can see through the changed appearance, also realized that the person who summoned him was Yoo Shin-woon.
-… … Do you want the power of the human underworld? Then offer a reasonable sacrifice.
Yoo Shin-woon didn’t answer anything.
If you make a sacrifice, you will surely be able to cross over to the underworld.
However, Shinwoon Yoo knew that the sacrifice he wanted was the lives of innocent people.
Suaaa!
Quagga go!
However, Shinwoon Yu raised his energy without hesitation.
“Hurry up, Hwawol.”
As soon as Yu Shin-woon’s words finished, he had a hoewol in his hand.
-Human… … ?
The existence of a question could not hide the embarrassment at the terrible life felt by Yoo Shin-woon.
“A sacrifice? It’s not even funny.”
Yoo Shin-woon cast a skill while showing a cold sneer like Han Seol.
[The player has cast the skill Scimitar of Barzai.]
[The new sword ‘Scimitar of Barzai’ has been selected as the medium for the skill.]
[The power of the skill ‘Scimitar of Barzai’ has been successfully established.
] iced coffee!
Chow!
The black silk thread that suddenly appeared began to wind around Hoewol’s sword wave, which had nothing.
Shinwoon Yu, who picked up the sword wave covered in silk thread again, manifested the power of the skill.
‘He who has no beginning and no end. Borrow the power of the one who once existed but still exists and will continue to exist in the future.’
Quagga go!
Wow!
The mighty power that rose from the sword wave snaked up like a snake and was pouring like mad from the blade of the gray moon.
[Scimitar of Barzai]
Rating: EX-
Grants the power of space-time cutting to the player’s medium.
-Time-space cutting: Uses the power of emptiness to cut a section of the world where the descending opponent is located, then creates a temporary passage.
The mysterious existence hidden in the fog was astonished at the enormous power felt from the smallest thing.
Yoo Shin-woon, who twisted the corner of his mouth while watching this, said the last word.
“Stop talking bullshit, you quietly wipe your throat and wait.”
I lowered the gray moon.
Sudden!
Chow ah!
With a single slash, the vortex of energy that the shape of the existence had floated up was crushed and crushed.
The blurry image of the existence of the underworld was shattered like a broken mirror.
Chow ah!
Quarrrrr!
A thunderclap thundered like the sky collapsing.
Shinma-dong itself generated a huge shockwave that seemed to collapse and swept the surroundings, but Yoo Shin-woon stood where he stepped without the slightest shake.
The confusion soon subsided.
And in front of Yu Shin-woon’s eyes, a crack in a clear space appeared.
It looked as if he had torn open the air with his huge claws.
In the wound, the terrible energy of the underworld was pouring like crazy.
and the next moment.
Chuck.
Shinwoon Yoo moved to the place without the slightest hesitation.
Whoops!
Ugh!
As it swallowed Shinwoon Yu, the crack in the hideous space slowly closed its mouth.
* * *
“Aagh!”
Someone’s moans of pain shook Yeomwanggung.
A loud sound of furniture breaking echoed through one of the offices.
“Wooljik messenger, are you okay?”
A Noksa in the shape of a ghost (餓鬼) was startled and opened the door of Pogwol (暴獗), the messenger of Woljik (月直使者), and came in.
Noksa, a member of Myeongbu’s family, was horrified to see the mess in the room.
“omg!”
However, what surprised him even more was the appearance of a gunpowder spewing death from one side of the room.
Pogwol, the strongest of the three lions, said to be unmatched by anyone in the underworld except for the King of Yeom, had a wound like a knife cut on one side of his eye, and blue blood was flowing.
“go away!”
“Yes yep!”
Noxa, whose face turned white from the roar of the gunpowder that exploded soon after, ran out of the room as if running away.
When the green sand disappeared, Pogwol gnashed his teeth and put his hand to his still-bleeding wound.
The wound healed soon after the energy of the gunpowder touched it, but the scars remained clear.
“Damn it! A mere insignificant human being! Dare to me!”
Pogwol trembled with rising anger.
It was the first humiliation he had ever experienced in his life to be hurt by a human being.
‘shit. I never thought things would turn out like this.’
His head was on the verge of exploding in a situation that was getting more and more twisted.
Woljiksaja was the god of the underworld who descended on people who were approaching death and guided their souls to the underworld.
It was a high position that no one could interfere with except for the King of Yeom, but as time passed infinitely, the Pogwol grew dissatisfied.
-Why should I be the servant of the king?
It was the time for the King of Flames, who had omnipotent power.
At that time, the door to the human world, which could never be exchanged except when guiding spirits, opened.
And there, a human but not human appeared with an ominous eye.
-Don’t you want the seat of the King of Flames? I will devour the celestial world and the human world, so you have the underworld.
The gnome taught me how to absorb human souls and increase their strength.
Then, he selected a person from the Human World to make a pact with him.
‘If there were a little more sacrifices, even the King of Flames could have been defeated… … .’
Pogwol, who had been venting his anger for a long time, flashed one of his eyes.
His pupils turned black, and a distant scene began to flash in front of him.
Quagga go!
Kwaaang!
Everything around was shattering with a huge explosion.
The King of Flames was fighting with the souls of two humans.
‘Although King Myeong is fighting with all his strength, how can those humans survive that long… … .’
However, the admiration was short-lived, and Pogwol calmly organized his thoughts in his head.
‘We must kill him before their fight is over. Otherwise, I will be killed by the King of Flames who grasps the truth.’
Then, in Pogwol’s mind, the human voice that had hurt him rang again.
-Stop talking bullshit and quietly wipe your throat and wait.
The unbearable anger began to boil again.
‘A small creature doesn’t know what it is!’
He took his gaze away from the King of Flames with blackened eyes and grasped the location of the being who had stepped into the underworld.
Chuck.
And after a while, Pogwol, the lion of Woljik, directly raised his huge body.
‘I’ll take care of it myself.’
Horrible blood was pouring out of his whole body.
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