Chapter Index

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    “Ah…pa!”

    Namgung So-yeon, who had rolled backwards several times, suddenly got up.

    Cheonma nodded as if he was amazed at the faster-than-expected recovery and took a step forward.

    “At least it shouldn’t hurt the regime.”

    The Cheonma disappeared with a whooshing sound and took over behind Namgung So-yeon.

    When Namgung So-yeon turned around and looked up at the presence behind her, the Heavenly Demon’s fist hit her directly in the face.

    “Gegg!!”

    It was as if a frog had been hit by an angled stone, and she fell to the ground with her limbs stretched out.

    It was not a fight between drones, but a random fight that seemed to have taken place in a market place.

    “Wake up.”

    The Heavenly Demon grabbed her red-tinged hair and struck her on the back of the head.

    Namgung So-yeon rolled on the dirt floor like a ball and rolled to where Youngma and In-ho were.

    “Kang… Confucius…”

    Namgung So-yeon, who saw In-ho with blurred eyes, stretched out her hand in pity and called his name.

    “Kang Confucius… Ahhh!!!”

    Before she knew it, Cheonma had flown all the way to where she was and pierced Namgung So-yeon’s right eye with his index finger.

    Cheeek

    A black flame burned once in the eyelids.

    “Who are you looking at now without my permission?”

    She spoke in an emotionless voice and looked like a messenger from the underworld.

    “Ahhhh…!!!”

    Burning sensation in the eyes. Namgung So-yeon covered her face and rolled over due to the pain she felt along with the unpleasant smell.

    The cries of a wounded animal echoed throughout the battlefield.

    Namgung So-yeon stood up shakily, covering her pierced hand with one hand.

    “Grrr.”

    A low growl. She lowered her posture and raised her nails.

    Red bets gathered together to form the claws of a deadly beast.

    One eye of Namgung So-yeon, ready to jump out at any moment, was aimed at the Cheonma.

    Despite that murderous appearance, the Heavenly Demon snorted.

    “Hoo… Are you coming? Yes, come.”

    “Kaaa!!!”

    The red bullet, fired in a straight line, traced a trajectory and quickly approached the Cheonma.

    The Cheonma slightly moved her right leg back, placed her right hand on her waist, and stretched out her left hand.

    When Cheonma and Namgung Soyeon’s hands overlapped, Cheonma turned her hand clockwise.

    Taking all the momentum coming in a straight line, she spun Namgung So-yeon once in the air and raised her right foot, which had been placed behind her, high in the sky.

    “It’s more fun than before, but now you have to die.”

    The heel of the Heavenly Demon fell aiming for Namgung So-yeon’s nose.

    thud!

    As if a small explosion had occurred, dust rose up.

    The wind that blew as a follow-up hit Youngma and Inho, and Youngma blocked the dust in front of Inho.

    There were three people in the dust that stung my eyes and throat.

    “I was wondering when it would come out. It’s finally here. Lord.”

    There was someone who left Namgung So-yeon behind and blocked the footsteps of the Heavenly Demon.

    Dokgonam, the current leader of the Murim Alliance.

    The Heavenly Demon used his arm as a stepping stone and widened the distance behind him.

    She patted the dust off her clothes and opened her mouth to Maengju.

    “You’ve finally appeared. Did it even look like there was a chance of victory? If that’s the case, I think you look at me too funny.”

    “……”

    “The sound of heads rolling can be heard up to here. Well, seeing as how he took the leader position despite being extremely weak, he must have been smart.”

    As he remained silent, the Heavenly Demon became more angry.

    Cheonma pointed to Namgung Soyeon behind him with a gesture of his chin.

    “I never thought I would succeed in creating a blood demon.”

    “It was an unfortunate accident.”

    “Lie.”

    The Heavenly Demon chuckled.

    “Even if you fool the sky, you cannot fool me. Do you think I don’t know your dark insides?”

    The wind created by the Heavenly Demon passed by the leader’s ears.

    “Murim Lord Dokgonam.”

    Slowly, the Heavenly Demon takes over the space and puts pressure on it.

    “Did you think I didn’t know about your experiment to artificially create blood demons by combining elixirs and inner tablets after the Four Thousand Blood kalpas?”

    “……”

    “They must have taken advantage of that child’s desperation. He must have specially released the Murim Alliance elixir and Naedan to make him stronger. Pfft.”

    She smiled, but her eyes were aimed straight at Maeng Ju.

    “The collision between the elixir ingested and Naedan turned him into a blood demon… How did you roast and boil that child?”

    “Do not slander me with your tongue, Heavenly Demon.”

    With each step of the Heavenly Demon, the leader also takes a step back.

    Cheonma, who was only smiling, suddenly hardened her expression.

    “Do as much as you want, leader.”

    Black flames consume the battlefield. The fire spreads thick and wide.

    “Isn’t there a secret prison where people who rebel against the Alliance are imprisoned?”

    “!!!”

    “You must have tricked the people there into thinking they were ‘sinners’ and gave it to that child. He’s a villain anyway, so you can become stronger by absorbing the villain. There is no need to kill innocent people.”

    “But, were there any sinners among the people there? ”

    “…Disrupting the order established by the Murim League is against justice…”

    “The justice you have established is indeed justice.”

    When Cheonma stretched out his hand and tried to grab the lord by the collar, the lord ran backwards in a huff, holding Namgung So-yeon.

    The Heavenly Demon sighed as if he was dumbfounded by that ugly sight.

    “Then how proud are you, Heavenly Demon!”

    A single man shouts as if he is being unfairly treated. At his protest, the Cheonma stopped approaching.

    It was a signal to continue talking.

    “Isn’t he the successor to Yeomryun-gong, one of the three martial arts that support the righteous faction? But look at what it looks like now! Aren’t you drunk with power, killing your teacher and disrupting the world!!”

    The man with a blood clot in his neck took a moment to catch his breath and spit out each syllable filled with hatred.

    “Namgoong’s possession. Traitor of the Namgung family.”

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