Chapter 872: Execution.

Filthy orthodox sect bastards.

Ilcheonggeom clearly shouted so just now.

Moreover, there was no one here who didn’t know what those words meant.

“G-Great Master!! Snap out of it!”

“What is that now…!?”

“…You’re all chattering so noisily.”

Ignoring the earnestness of the Blue Dragon members, Ilcheonggeom pouts his lips. That expression was vastly different from the serious and solemn face Ilcheonggeom usually wore.

“If only I had done just a little more. You couldn’t endure that little bit. Truly regrettable.”

Clank. Ilcheonggeom tries to move his body. Just then, Piyeonyeon’s spear pierced his thigh.

Fwush-!

“Don’t move recklessly.”

“Keuk!”

Ilcheonggeom winces as if in pain, but that couldn’t stop his mouth.

“Hehehe…. If only I had done just a little more…. just a little more…. I could have dealt with all those disgusting orthodox sect bastards….”

As if truly regretful, the words he spat out caused the faces of the Blue Dragon members to gradually crumble.

They had begun to recognize the reality.

“The Great Master… why is the Great Master…”

“Why on earth! Why did you deceive us!”

“Why? Why do you ask?”

Ilcheonggeom says with somewhat vacant eyes.

“Because you have no future. And that person had a future.”

“…What…!”

“The Cult Master will save the world. I was merely a stepping stone for that. But.”

Grrrind–!!!

Enduring his pierced thigh, Ilcheonggeom pushes himself up.

“You dared to ruin my plan!”

His eyes looked like he had lost his mind.

“If it had gone properly, I could have easily taken the Saint King’s head…. You disgusting bastards.”

Kuhuhuhuh….

The sight of him laughing while drooling, though similar to before, was completely different from the Ilcheonggeom they had known until now.

It felt alien and unpleasant. Precisely the kind of appearance it was.

“How dare you bug-like bastards oppose the Cult Master’s grand will…. How can you be so ignorant. You know nothing.”

“Ah… Ahh…”

Perhaps due to the severe shock, the Blue Dragon members were speechless. What on earth was that?

The Ilcheonggeom they respected was nowhere to be found.

A fanatic poisoned somewhere.

Madness had deeply set in, his mind already corrupted.

“I cannot forgive…. I cannot forgive.”

Ilcheonggeom moved, his deep purple eyes shining. He seemed not to care about the wounds all over his body.

“Hmm…”

Piyeonyeon, whose spear remained lodged in his thigh, let out a slight sound.

“This one really needs to be killed. Unnie, may I kill him?”

Fwish-! Before Tang Soyeol’s permission could even fall, the spear was already pulled out.

Tang Soyeol, who had been watching calmly, spoke with cold, sunken eyes.

“Kill him.”

“Yep!”

Swish-!

Along with the command, the spear moved swiftly. The moment force erupted to cut Ilcheonggeom’s neck.

[[Tsk.]]

A deep voice spread through the air.

Thwack–!!!

“…!”

“Hut…!!”

“What the-!”

The blade, which was about to slice Ilcheonggeom’s neck instantly, failed to do so. Because something had appeared and blocked the attack.

“Huh?”

Piyeonyeon’s eyes widened as she saw the situation. It was a finger. At best, just an index finger was blocking her spear. Those watching couldn’t possibly not know how powerful the force contained within the spear was, so who on earth managed to block it with just a single finger?

Moreover.

“…When…”

When did he appear? No one had noticed. It wasn’t someone who was there originally. He appeared suddenly, blocked Piyeonyeon’s attack, and they hadn’t detected him until he revealed himself.

[[Alas, what a shame.]]

A deep voice spread through the air. Goosebumps prickled the backs of those who heard it.

[[Since he said he’d show his worth somehow, I was just going to watch. But he’s a far more incompetent fellow than I thought.]]

“Keuk…”

“Ngh…!”

Every single word pressed down on the air. The Saint Dragon members had to grit their teeth and sweat cold sweat.

“Kuhuk…”

“Kuaaa…”

The Blue Dragon members, unable to endure, often vomited. What on earth was this being that suddenly appeared? For a moment, everyone was flustered, but it didn’t last long. His appearance was too conspicuous. That conspicuous appearance was a form the orthodox sect members couldn’t possibly fail to recognize.

“Heavenly Demon…!”

“It’s the Heavenly Demon!”

Heavenly Demon (天魔). The martial world’s public enemy that the Martial Alliance is currently viewing as most important. He is the leader of the group known as the Demonic Cult, the being called ‘Heaven’. He appeared in Hanam, attacked alongside the descendants of the Zhuge family, and caused great damage. That being is also the main culprit behind the founding of the Saint Dragon unit. He has appeared here now.

Srrrng-!

Grrrk–!!

The sounds of drawing swords and the sensation of emitting fighting spirit erupted from everywhere. The enemy they must kill. Just as everyone thought so and was about to charge.

[[Kneel.]]

“…!”

Rumble–!!!

At the Heavenly Demon’s words, those around them knelt down. Just one word. That was the impact delivered by that single word. Why did they kneel? While everyone struggled to understand.

Vwoom-!!

Amidst the kneeling of countless people, the woman standing alone moved. It was Tang Soyeol. She gripped the dagger and short sword she had drawn out unnoticed and rushed at the Heavenly Demon. However, her noticeably slowed body indicated that she too was being affected. The Heavenly Demon glanced at her and casually waved his hand.

Thump-!

“Keuk!”

Tang Soyeol, receiving the impact on her upper body, was pushed back. She rolled several times across the floor before.

“Keoheok…”

[[Stay put. Bonjwa is not in a good mood right now.]]

The Heavenly Demon, after looking at Tang Soyeol, turned his gaze to survey the surroundings.

[[It’s crawling with insects. Enough to make one sick.]]

Everyone shuddered at the Heavenly Demon’s words. Though they didn’t know why, they felt fear emanating from him. The pressure he emitted, the atmosphere he gave off. Shall we say the very level of his existence was different? Just looking at him felt like it could drive one mad. Towards such a Heavenly Demon, Ilcheonggeom reacted.

“C-Cult Master…!”

His eyes showed immense respect and adoration.

“Ah…. Oh great Heaven…! This lowly disciple finally beholds the Heaven of our cult…!”

Thump–!!

Ilcheonggeom hit his head on the floor as he spoke. He repeated this several times.

Thump-! Thump-!!

Loyalty so fierce it made blood flow from his head. That was the display Ilcheonggeom showed.

[[Hmm.]]

The Heavenly Demon looked calmly at such an Ilcheonggeom and spoke.

[[Ilcheonggeom.]]

“Y-Yes. Oh Heaven…”

[[It’s quite different from how you spoke so confidently.]]

“…”!

[[Surely, you said you would present their heads to Bonjwa. How does your current state look?]]

“Th-That is…! I am sorry…!”

[[No. I didn’t say that specifically wanting an apology. You did your best.]]

“Ah…. C-Cult Master… Thank y–…”

The Heavenly Demon’s hand moved.

Crunch–!!

“Hieek!”

Just like that, the Heavenly Demon grabbed and tore off Ilcheonggeom’s neck. Ilcheonggeom died without even being able to utter a word.

[[It was simply unsatisfactory to Bonjwa’s taste.]]

Thud.

He threw Ilcheonggeom’s severed head onto the floor. Ilcheonggeom’s blood was dripping from the Heavenly Demon’s hand.

[[Feeble bastards like them are not needed by our cult.]]

Vooooom—-!!!

The Heavenly Demon’s dark robe began to flutter more in the wind. Was he about to do something? Everyone watched the Heavenly Demon with anxious expressions.

[[And you lot aren’t much different either.]]

The Heavenly Demon spoke as he clasped his own two hands together. An unknown sense of dread surged.

[[Therefore, originally… I intended to take not just your heads here, but the Saint King’s as well.]]

Tsk tsk tsk.

Laughter laced the Heavenly Demon’s voice.

[[A woman’s outstanding spirit, and…]]

It seemed to refer to Tang Soyeol, staggering as she moved.

[[…and the fact that you lot helped unravel this trash’s plan, I shall take pity and bestow my generosity.]]

What could it mean? Everyone watched the Heavenly Demon with tense eyes. They still couldn’t open their mouths. Their stiffened bodies still couldn’t move. The pressure kept intensifying, now affecting their breathing. What kind of being was that? How could a living creature possibly give off such a feeling?

Huuuk… Huk.

Exhaustion seeped into their ragged breaths. Everyone was sweating. The Heavenly Demon, who had been clasping his hands, slowly separated them.

At that moment.

Vooooooooooooooooom—-!!!!!

“Haaak…!”

“Kuk…!”

They couldn’t even react properly to the unfolding situation. It was that shocking. Cracks began to appear in the air. Like stars decorating the night sky, eyes began to appear, tearing through the void. They were numerous. Though they questioned what they were, everyone knew what they were.

It’s just that.

They simply couldn’t believe it. Someone spoke, looking at the appearing eyes with trembling bodies.

“M-Magyeongmun…? How is the Magyeongmun…!”

“How can a human possibly… create the Magyeongmun?”

The eyes were the Magyeongmun. The Magyeongmun filled the entire sky above the branch. Seeing it, astonishment dawned in the eyes of everyone gathered. As if enjoying their reactions, a much deeper laughter laced the Heavenly Demon’s voice.

[[Worthless species.]]

Grooooom—-!!!

The Magyeongmun emitted vibrations.

Grrr–!! Grrrrl–!

From within, the cries of beasts began to be heard. Wailing sounds and starving killing intent shook the interior.

[[This is a gift Bonjwa has prepared for you.]]

At the Heavenly Demon’s words, the sky seemed to cry out.

[[I hope you enjoy it to your heart’s content.]]

Kuaaaaaaa—-!!!

From that point on, violent calamities rained down from the sky.