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98. Cheonma (Heavenly Demon)

Seven shadows move from place to place on the roof, speeding over the heads of the residents.

Most didn’t witness their appearance, but there were quite a few who happened to look at the sky and discovered them.

A child, holding their mother’s hand and walking, pointed to the sky with an innocent expression.

“Wow! Martial artists!”

“……Baby!”

The mother was startled by the child’s words. Soon, she hid the child behind her.

If something goes wrong and a quarrel breaks out, you don’t know what harm you’ll suffer. To ordinary people, martial artists were always objects of fear.

Even while burying their face in their mother’s leg, the child couldn’t easily shake off the sight they’d just seen.

The child mumbled in a suppressed voice.

“People were! Flying! Amazing!”

The mother moved as if dragging the child and hurriedly left the spot.

When they felt a certain distance had been made, the mother grabbed the child’s face with both hands and strongly lectured them.

“Baby! From now on, if you meet people like that, always bow your head! And leave the spot! Got it?”

“Yes? Why?”

The child tilted their head cutely. Why shouldn’t they see such a wonderful sight? The child with innocent heart asked back.

“Absolutely not! I’ll explain everything later! Let’s go home for now!”

“……Yes.”

The child followed behind their mother with a sullen expression. They looked just like a puppy.

The mother headed home, watching the surroundings like a wolf wary of approaching enemies. Something doesn’t feel right. I need to get back quickly.

***

Taat-!

Yohan was currently following behind the Marim Clan leader. The Marim Clan leader, who was going ahead, soared into the sky, stepping on a building.

Yohan did the same action. However, Yohan was an ordinary person who had never learned any lightness techniques.

Naturally, the height he rose to was lower than the Marim Clan leader’s. From Yohan’s view, a quite familiar-looking manor appeared.

“Is that it?”

“That’s right. The Black Forest Band’s headquarters. The Band Leader will be in that place.”

Yohan’s vision slowly descends due to the influence of gravity.

The distance wasn’t that far. As soon as Yohan’s feet touched the ground, he roughly kicked off the ground.

Kwaaaang!

“Kyaaaa!”

“Ugh! Wh, what is it!”

The residents were surprised by the appearance of a strange person who suddenly fell from the sky. Following Yohan, the executives and the Marim Clan leader charged towards the front.

Paradoxically, Yohan, whose jumping height was lower than the Marim Clan leader’s, was at the very front.

This was because the time difference in falling to the ground was faster.

Yohan, who regained the lead in this way, advanced towards the manor’s main gate.

“I’ll say it again! You guys deal with the Band Leader’s subordinates! In the meantime, I’ll finish things up!”

“”Yes!!””

The executives answered loudly. The Marim Clan leader didn’t bother to answer.

Hoo-ook, the distance between Yohan and the gate narrows exponentially.

Yohan didn’t draw his sword. He simply aimed both palms at the gate and powerfully tightened his shoulder blades.

Shield

Something hazy-white rose above both palms. Unlike the protective aura he had shown before, it was in the shape of a giant shield.

Yohan inhaled, then held his breath and unleashed both palms.

Ppeoooooooong!!!!

A gate that was easily 4M in height and width. It was literally shattered.

It was as if the Buddha’s giant palms had descended upon the human world. To those who didn’t know magic, it was truly a mythical sight.

An unnamed executive unknowingly exclaimed.

“Church Leader……”

A living god.

A god who descended to this world, borrowing the form of a human!

The executive’s chest was boiling. The back of the Black Forest Band Leader and the back of the Church Leader flickered before his eyes.

Ah, who have I been serving until now? I lament the errors of the past, I feel guilty!

The executive’s lips and tongue moved without him realizing it, creating a single sentence.

No one taught him. He was merely embroidering words that arose from his heart.

“Banzai (Long Live).”

When the Church Leader’s fingers point at the enemies, the ground will be covered in blue light.

“Banzai (Long Live).”

The humans of the black forest shed red fluid and lie on the ground. It is fleeting. It is fleeting.

“Banzai Banzai (Long Long Live).”

The balance of the world has been newly written, yin and yang will bite each other and descend upon the earth.

“Banzai Banzai Banzai (Long Live Long Live Long Long Live).”

Cheonma Hyeonshin (Heavenly Demon Manifestation). Manma Angbok (Ten Thousand Demons Look Up and Submit).

The heavenly demon god has descended, so it is right that the demons of the earth should pay their respects.

The sun of the reverse Taijitu (Yin and Yang symbol) landed on the black forest.

***

The Black Forest Band Leader. Wee Jihan wondered if he was dreaming.

When the huge explosion went off, he instinctively felt it. Ah, this isn’t an ordinary matter. Something went wrong.

Wee Jihan, who was having a meal with his recently acquired concubine, hurriedly put on his armor and headed outside. And he could see it.

Peee-ing-

“Kkeuaaaack!”

“S, save me!”

Chae chae chae chaeng!

A strange person was flying blue wind blades (finger wind) in all directions, rushing into the depths of the manor.

His face was as white and handsome as the son of some high-ranking scribe.

However, despite not using any particular lightness techniques, he was quite fast, and the way he easily dodged the swords of his subordinates and approached was like seeing the old devils who were lined up in the black underworld.

The old monsters who had acquired an awareness speed that transcended humans from countless battles.

Wee Jihan’s gaze turned to the rear of the strange person.

First, he saw the executives he had sent to the neighboring village where he had just started collecting money, and then he saw an even more familiar face.

“Deputy Leader? Why are you…… Don’t tell me!”

Eudeuk, Wee Jihan gritted his teeth. Although the Black Forest Band was only a weak gang that had only occupied two rural villages, he hadn’t obtained the position of Black Forest Band Leader through a gambling game.

He had some sense and awareness.

Betrayal.

Those two words flashed intensely through Wee Jihan’s mind. It was such a strong conviction.

Immediately after, Wee Jihan’s belly swelled up. And he roared.

“All- retreat! Deal with that betrayer!”

Taat!

As soon as he finished speaking, Wee Jihan charged forward. Sweat was already beading on his forehead.

He was a martial artist who scattered wind blades of power that he couldn’t even imitate, like feeding birds. He couldn’t help but be nervous. Perhaps, this might be his last fight.

Seureung, his beloved sword, which had protected his life many times, slightly revealed its face. He hoped that it would protect him this time as well.

Wee Jihan held his breath and at the same time, drew his sword downwards. Yohan also instinctively parried Wee Jihan’s offensive. His center of gravity was firmly rooted towards the ground.

A clear line is drawn in the air. Yohan drew a line upwards, and Wee Jihan drew a line downwards. Soon, each other’s lines met face to face.

Seogeok-

“What……!”

Wee Jihan gasped. This was because Yohan’s sword was cut to pieces so easily.

Honestly, he thought they would be evenly matched. Who would have expected it? That a martial artist who pours out such tremendous wind blades would have such terrible swordsmanship skills!

Was it because the situation was so unexpected? Wee Jihan’s center shook violently. His back of the head was clearly visible to Yohan.

‘An opening.’

Yohan twisted his body smoothly and kicked sideways. It was a high-level movement for an ordinary person who had never trained in martial arts. Its power shone even more with the blessing of his abilities.

Just as Yohan’s right foot was about to touch the back of Wee Jihan’s head, Wee Jihan’s head turned strangely. It was as if he was looking at a defective doll.

A movement that was too foreign to be human. It was the movement of a martial artist (武人) who was born on the ground and tried to reach the sky. The movement resembled an imugi (Korean mythical serpent).

“You’re slow! And clumsy!”

Wee Jihan countered by pulling up the sword he had struck down with. Yohan’s body was twisted from kicking. Naturally, he was in a vulnerable state to attack.

Wee Jihan’s face turned red. He operated his martial arts to the extreme.

‘I’ll take at least one leg!’

His sword flew towards Yohan’s wide-open hip joint. Suddenly, something hazy-white appeared in his vision.

It seemed to resemble fog at first glance, but its shape was much closer to a formalized object. Yes, it’s like……

‘A shield?’

Jjeoooooooong!!!

Soon after, Wee Jihan’s sword collided with the Church Leader’s protective aura.

A circular qi wave spread around them. The martial artists who were fighting nearby stopped their attacks without realizing it at the magnificent sight.

It was an unavoidable moment for martial artists. High-level martial artists pour out all the martial arts (武) they have built up so far and collide.

Where in the world would there be a more beautiful scene than this? They firmly believed so.

Before long, the yellow dust that had been freely floating in the sky slowly subsided.

In the still blurry vision, Jangcheong could identify two shadows.

One was lying down, and one was standing up. Although he couldn’t see their faces, he could tell who it was.

Jangcheong smiled with a much more relaxed expression.