Episode 387 Is that the cult leader?
I killed whatever I could find.
Normally, I would have seen their faces, talked to them, and given them a chance to run away, but I couldn’t do that this time.
This is because the attack was carried out as a group. As I was killing it, I thought about it and realized that I didn’t like these gourmets in the first place.
These gourmets are people who do not work on a regular basis and live as parasites in powerful circles, biding their time.
They play, eat, and even receive good treatment.
Perhaps that’s why his skills were quite outstanding. Chains engulfed in a whitish energy passed before my eyes, and there were masters using steel fans and pens, and those using strange weapons whose names I did not know had quite high resistance.
In the past, it would have been quite a tough fight, but I felt that there was a difference in class while dealing with these gourmets.
Of course, my level is higher.
Even though I knew that the enemies weren’t that bad, the fight wasn’t difficult. This is because I knew how to react and what attacks to launch at every moment. When the judgment is complicated, I break it down with speed.
Kill and move on before judging.
There is one more man whose rank is clearly higher than these.
The eldest brother’s movements seemed more free than usual. Only the restrained movements aimed at killing were carried out neatly.
The sword that was aiming at my eldest brother cut through the wind and landed between the eyes of another diner, and the dagger that was aiming at me passed near my neck and got stuck in the diner’s eyeball.
The two of us were surrounded by a large number of people, but we fought as if we were dragging a tight siege net.
It’s like a net has come along that has entangled us.
Anyway, as the number of people getting hurt while throwing memorized weapons increased, the number of attacks by throwing something gradually decreased.
Thanks to this, the fight became easier.
After a while, the diners widened their distance slightly and took a deep breath while maintaining their distance.
It seemed like he felt that the strategy was not working at all. I glared at the guys who had set up a siege and stabbed the corpses lying around with my sword one time at a time.
Sigh! Sigh! Sigh! Sigh! Sigh!
The guy pretending to be dead could have taken me by surprise, so I saw the fallen guy again. I looked around and found out who was given the role of head after the death of King Tap. But it wasn’t easy because everyone kept their mouths shut. I thought that perhaps there might not be a leader. This was probably because they were not an organization with a clear hierarchy between superiors and subordinates in the first place, but rather a group of eaters who gathered together for money.
My eldest brother asked me from behind.
“…Why fight in moderation?”
“You must not get tired. “Once you kill them all, another expert may come right away.”
“I get it.”
The reason it seemed to my eldest brother that I fought moderately was because I was sparing with the flame attack and ice attack.
But now just swinging the sword was enough.
Since these guys didn’t disengage, I charged again. The direction of advance is where the foodies who were initially frozen by ice are frozen. Although they were hit by an ice attack, they were still alive, but they were killed while still standing by other eaters chasing me.
Only then did some of the diners start yelling.
“careful!”
Because there were so many people, there was a divide between those who were completely cruel and those who did not want to kill their allies.
This is the beginning of an internal dispute.
I deliberately moved around between the hardened people and made them kill each other. Since they lacked justification in the first place, it was obvious that they would fight with each other about this death later.
After throwing in a single thrust, I pulled the misshapen sword lying on the ground with my best effort and caught it.
widely!
Onesal had the advantage of being almost weightless.
Even when I held onto it, the deformed sword was heavy.
The heavier it is, the easier it is to kill multiple people. Additionally, the blade had a large area, so it was easy to defend without using internal power. Furthermore, because it was a weapon that withstood the blade of the Light Sword, when it was swung using a combination of internal and external attacks, even those who were good at blocking the attack were unable to properly control their bodies.
Nearby, the eldest brother, who was keeping a distance from me, was brandishing a sword of light.
I held on to the deformed sword and unfolded my heavy sword. When I swung with the external attack and had to adjust the trajectory because it was off, I added the internal attack, and when I needed to hit, I hit the external and internal skills at one point.
It felt good every time I hit it.
This is because weapons and bodies were thrown away all at once.
Grasping – Every time a sound erupted, the foodies holding on to the bent weapon were either pinned to the ground while standing and died, or flew horizontally and attacked their comrades.
Due to the internal and external power added to the massive weight of the gigantic sword, not many enemies were able to block the blow.
It’s been a long time since I engaged in a merciless slaughter.
The reason for the slaughter has not been forgotten.
Whether it’s a magic sword or a white sword, ambushing a person who has finished a one-on-one fight as a group is something that the powerful people I despise the most do.
These guys are not needed in the powerhouse I am holding on to.
Even if I was a Gwangma, I would kill him, and even if I was in a state of being a Talma or a Nabal, it would be right to kill him.
Of course, I wouldn’t have been able to kill them in the old Jeomsoy days… but
now that I was becoming the best Jeomsoy of all time, I killed them all without difficulty. Of course, I am not the only cruel man. The eldest brother also sent the guests into the sky with terrifying force.
The eldest brother must have come to some sort of realization, and the combination of the single sword and double sword was much smoother than before. Instead of attacking with force, only the most appropriate attacks were combined to force the tower king to defend.
It means that the level of the sword has risen one level.
Since the Top King was the leader of the group of gourmets, it was impossible for the rest to withstand the eldest brother’s attack.
After fifty to sixty people died horribly in an instant, the number of people running away began to increase, perhaps feeling the notoriety of the old Jwasa Temple and the old Jeomsoi.
In fact, it is not an easy sight to see magic troops running away.
However, it is not a sight that cannot be understood if their identity is not religious but rather a foodie.
Because they are people who gathered together for money.
This means that they are trash who have no reason to sacrifice their lives for another family in the first place. Money can be really scary, but when it gets to the end, there are times when it feels so vain.
My eldest brother and I beat up those who gathered for money and eventually chased some away.
When I felt a sweet smell coming from my mouth…
the only person standing nearby unharmed was my eldest brother. Before I knew it, I couldn’t see the Golden Tiger and Silver Dragon, so I asked my eldest brother.
“Are there times when great lords run away?”
The eldest brother shook his head.
“rare.”
The eldest brother suddenly checked to see if Yunnan Chil-sal had run away. Originally, I knew that the food I made was trash, but I was embarrassed to see my eldest brother checking to see if the prisoners had escaped.
However, Chilsal, who was perched near the wall, seemed to have no intention of running away. Did they think that Manpaku Demon Army could not escape far because he had suffered internal injuries?
As I was looking at the expressions on the faces of the Yunnan Chil-Sal, I realized that they could not escape. Instead of looking at my eldest brother and me, he was watching behind us.
“….”
When I turned around, I saw that some of the fleeing eaters had been killed by the man in black. They were killing the restaurant guests, but it was not immediately clear whether they were allies or enemies.
A situation where things to see suddenly increased.
A man was seen pulling a cart in the direction of Baekeungji. Because this man was wearing a bamboo hat, it was impossible to tell whether he was an enemy or an ally.
The number of people in black was gradually increasing in the northwest and southwest directions.
Most of the foodies who fled this way were killed by people in black.
My eldest brother and I returned to the entrance of Jaha Gaekjan and steadfastly greeted the man pulling the cart.
The man pulling the cart stopped at the entrance and raised the bamboo ribs.
Mohist Teng Liang knocked on the barrel of liquor on the cart and spoke to us.
“Take a quench your thirst. “It’s a passing road.”
My eldest brother and I approached Deng Liang. Somehow, the eldest brother’s attitude towards people was much brighter than before.
The eldest brother opened his mouth first.
“The back is unmanned.”
“yes.”
“How did we get here again?”
Deng Liang answered as he took out a cask.
“I decided that it wasn’t a fight where I could help without merit. “After examining the situation from the beginning, I thought about delivering some food, but the location was so open that I couldn’t come secretly.”
Teng Liang diligently took out the Dansa and the cask of wine from the cart.
“We are mainly looking at trends, and it is said that we have often seen several carriages moving around here and there, which are hard to see on a regular basis.”
I found something in the cart covered with straw. When I tried to touch it, Teng Liang held out his hand.
“Oh, don’t touch it.”
“What is this?”
Teng Liang looked at me.
“If it catches fire, it explodes.”
“hmm.”
“There is nothing we can do when we are surrounded by a large number of people.”
Deng Liang smiled and looked at the faces of his eldest brother and me.
“Anyway, enjoy your meal. “I’m going to go back to work.”
Teng Liang looked at Yunnan Seven Years Old and pointed to the barrel.
“Because the portion is large, you can also eat the Yunnan Chilsal. “Take it.”
“Go carefully.”
Deung Liang grabbed the empty cart and moved toward the southeast again. When the empty cart caught fire, it was a cart with flames that exploded in all directions. It was fun to watch because he was a man who was both funny and scary.
Meanwhile, the people in black were stretched out, taking their places on the horizon.
Of course I asked my eldest brother.
“Who are those?”
The eldest brother answered.
“Black Forest scouting team. “They are members of the inner party who do not move well.”
“Is the cult leader here?”
“It must be somewhere.”
“Why did you kill all the restaurants?”
“If the scout leader had told me to kill him, I would have killed him for no particular reason. “If they judge it as a flight, they will kill even their own troops or external parties.”
I nodded.
“My party is more like a demonic religion.”
I don’t need to draw my sword and charge towards the scouting team again when there is a drink and a swordsman right in front of me. First, I told Yunnan Chil-sal to carry the liquor and Dansa, and then I went into the guest room with my eldest brother.
Perhaps because my eldest brother and I got into a fight, Yunnan Seven Years Old didn’t make eye contact with us this time.
Since I had no intention of eating right away, I scooped out the alcohol using a spatula attached to a long pole. The eldest brother took a sip and smiled easily.
It was an absurd laugh, perhaps because it was cooler than expected.
I scooped it up with a spatula and took a sip. The alcohol was as refreshing as if it had been taken from a valley. As my eldest brother and I shared a drink, Manbakmagun, who was resting on the bench, opened his mouth.
“How can you drink so much from someone else’s drink? Without checking to see if it was poisonous. Kang Ho-in needs to be careful.”
I nodded and then spoke to Manbaku Demon.
“You don’t eat. The rest of you, come and have a drink. “Why did such a cautious guy get beaten up by me?”
Yuksal came over, scooped out some alcohol, and drank it.
The eldest brother walked to the bench, sat down, and gave an order to Yuksal.
“Drink that and set up a table. “I think a guest will arrive soon, but I can’t greet them at the usual table.”
One guy asked me.
“How should I arrange the table?”
“What and how do I arrange it? Since it is a guest cup, it should be arranged like a guest cup.”
“Well, I understand.”
I took two pieces of bamboo leaf and ate them on the table with my eldest brother. The eldest brother suddenly burst into laughter while eating Dansa. Even when I asked him why he was smiling, there was no answer.
Anyway, he looked like a general returning from a field battle.
After killing Dansa cleanly, we were about to have a drink when a familiar man appeared at the entrance of Jaha Guesthouse and looked at us.
It was such a bewildering reunion that I forgot what to say for a moment.
Elder Heo’s disciple bowed his head first.
“Moonju and senior. long time no see. “It’s a dragon name.”
The outfit is different from when I saw it in the Blood Night Palace.
Yongmyeong asked my permission at the entrance.
“Can I come in?”
I nodded.
“Please come in.”
As I recall, the religious leader told Elder Heo that he would take Yongmyeong with him. If that were to come true, he would have come as a messenger from the religious leader. If it had ended with just words, it would have brought news about Elder Heo.
I have no hatred towards Yongmyeong at all.
I felt uncomfortable because it was obvious that whatever it was, it would be bad news.
When Yongmyeong had barely taken two steps, the eldest brother opened his mouth.
“Yongmyeong.”
Yongmyeong stopped walking and then answered.
“Yes, senior.”
The eldest brother looked at Yongmyeong and spoke in a calm tone.
“Life is too dark.”
“Is that so?”
Yongmyeong took two steps back and stopped at his original spot.
the eldest brother asked.
“Tell me about your business first and then come in.”
Yongmyeong answered with a confused expression.
“The leader told me to retrieve Ilsal, so I came.”
This time everyone looked at me. I tilted my head and then answered.
“How are you going to retrieve Ilsal?”
Yongmyeong answered.
“I do not know. “I have received an order, so I have no choice but to carry it out.”
I looked at Yongmyeong’s expression and eyes for a moment.
I wondered if I had been threatened by the religious leader. Because in the past life, the Blood Night Palace would have been destroyed by the Demonic Cult.
When I looked at my eldest brother, I saw that his gaze was fixed on Yongmyeong.
When Yongmyeong moved, the eldest brother was also ready to draw his sword.
After thinking about it again and again, I spoke to Yongmyeong.
“Can I give it back to you?”
Yongmyeong closed his eyes for a moment, frowned slightly, and then opened his eyes again.
“Lord Moon.”
“huh.”
“…If you get it back so easily, the cult leader will ask you to return it.”
“Ha…”
I was also very embarrassed.
“What on earth are you asking for? “Because what the religious leader said.”
Yongmyeong said.
“Are you going to reprimand the Palace of Blood? I was forced to choose between recovering Ilsal. The method of retrieval is not just to hand it over. “I am in no position to insult the religious leader.”
“You and me. Does that mean one of them has to die?”
Yongmyeong answered.
“I guess you want to see who will properly take over Elder Heo’s progress. Ilsal is a sword possessed by the best assassin in the first place. Just like Master did.”
I conveyed my intention to Yongmyeong.
“I am the best assassin of my time.”
This time Yongmyeong answered right away.
“So I came to take on the challenge. “If I fight sloppily, all of the blood warriors will die.”
“Is that the cult leader?”
“yes.”
I looked at my eldest brother angrily for a moment. The eldest brother sighed and spoke to Yongmyeong.
“This is alcohol brought by a friend in Gangho. There is no poison. Would you like to drink it?”
Yongmyeong answered briefly.
“yes.”
When the eldest brother pointed to the barrel, Yongmyeong came over, scooped up the liquor with a spatula, and poured it so that half of his face was wet.
I asked Yongmyeong, who had been drinking.
“When will we be able to escape the life of a religious leader’s plaything?”
Yongmyeong answered while wiping his mouth.
“Lord Moon is not the sect’s plaything.”
“why.”
Yongmyeong looked at me.
“Because you’re fighting back the whole time.”
