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The situation gradually worsened.

And when things got urgent, people came to me.

In particular, those who had been seriously injured in battle and fled came to me, risking their lives, bowing their heads and asking for my blessing.

The Heavenly Palace Lord said that he had forbidden me from entering the place where I was, but the people of the Heavenly Demon Sect do not enter because they believe in the authority of the Heavenly Palace Lord or the power of Heavenly Demon.

They just follow it because they are afraid of the bug called Samsi inside their bodies.

This bug is one that swims inside the body and causes terrible pain to those who rebel against the higher ranks of the Cheonmasin Church.

This bug has created a structure that risks its life to climb upward.

But then I found out that when my harvest time came, the bugs inside my body disappeared.

And when people learn that I can regenerate lost arms, legs, and other severely damaged body parts, they come to me prepared to die.

But 3 people a day.

A battle of wits has begun.

And the upper hand that has to limit it is tolerating it because people who can’t fight can return to the front lines.

The upper levels are busy fighting among factions.

There are those who want to push out Oh Myeong-seong, those who want to make Gu Mil-mil their leader, and those who have completely different ulterior motives. They are very diverse.

In addition, the Wolje Dangju is pulling out the wedges of the Cheonmasingyo, which are tangled in a messy way. Although it is a trace of a breakup, it is also the bond that binds the group of people.

As the traces of severance that had restrained people through pain disappear, people become more and more free.

In other words, we are losing control.

The irony that the actions taken for the greater good are destroying the unity of the Cheonmasin Church and ultimately causing its collapse.

The Wolje clan leader helped bring about the downfall of the Cheonmasingyo.

However, the martial arts alliance that Cheonmasingyo has to deal with is very large in scale.

When the harvester kills someone, I get the warmth of the dead person, along with their memories. Of course, I don’t get everything, but I can still gather and organize the fragmented information and learn a lot.

The Murim Alliance is huge.

And it’s getting bigger and bigger.

As the scale of the problem grew to the point where it affected the entire inhabited planet, it became so big that not joining was a disadvantage.

Teaching one’s parents to be a part of a long-standing human tradition.

Especially in a world where people have long created their own closed groups that are so good only to those within their own walls.

No, to be exact, it’s the opposite.

As it was in the tribal era.

Unless there is a war so great that human identity is shattered, or an event so terrible that all norms and values are shattered, it is difficult to accept the larger concept.

Because we have lived well with just the social identity we have built up so far.

It’s a bit of a fistfight, but the growth of a large group works well as long as there’s an immediate goal.

The annihilation of the Cheonmasin Church.

For a world where so many people don’t die like in the days when gods appeared.

Because I was a victim, I feel no restraint in the cruelty.

There is no resistance to killing people, because we are not killing people, we are killing evildoers for the sake of our families, our interests, and the greater good of the world.

Ideas sometimes spread through the world more powerfully than drugs.

Anyone who uses a sword in the Murim Alliance, come and catch the Cheonma Shingyo.

If you look at it from a justification perspective, it’s a cause, and if you look at it from a practical perspective, the more people you kill, the higher you can rise.

It seems that the central government, which rules over this vast land called Guan, is keeping an eye on it because it has grown so large, but it is highly likely that they will not take action until the Cheonmasingyo is gone.

You don’t have to pay taxes anyway, right?

It’s no different from wild animals.

I don’t know what will happen after the fall of the Cheonmasingyo.

anyway.

The Cheonmasingyo is splitting up, but the Murim Alliance is growing.

If we only look at numbers, the Cheonmasingyo will fall.

The signs are already there.

It’s now been about ten days since the war began.

In the meantime, Cheonma never came.

To be exact, he didn’t come.

As each day passes, a follower of the Cheonmasin Church dies. And then misfortunes pile up, right?

Now, in the villages near Cheonmasingyo, the number of people selling Cheonmasingyo has increased.

On the other hand, the number of people coming from the Murim Alliance is gradually increasing. And it’s not just the weak who are being supplemented, but those with excellent martial arts skills are also coming.

I see the answer.

With those thoughts in my mind, I sent back the harvester that had come all the way to my house and sat down on the porch.

Unlike what others see, there’s nothing that big of a deal here.

It is known that only three people can be harvested per day, so sometimes when the number of people who come before exceeds that number, there is a lot of yelling, which is the only real problem.

Other than that, nothing much has happened yet.

Not yet.

***

The next day.

The martial artist finally reached a place where the Cheonmasingyo could be seen.

Then the bell rang loud enough to be heard from the main office and the village houses. I guess the boundary bell ringing is similar everywhere.

Kang-kang-kang, a loud noise filled the place where the Cheonmasingyo was located.

However, only half of those who arrived at the Cheonmasingyo conference room were supposed to have come.

In the end, the people who had gathered, including Cheonma and Oh Myeongseong, decided to go straight to the fight.

In the northwest where the village entrance is, a group of Murim Alliance soldiers wearing white headbands appeared, and the fight had already begun.

“First snow. Don’t come out of the door.”

I was leisurely watching the situation unfold in the house, when suddenly Soo-oh frowned and stood up with a knife in his hand.

“What’s going on?”

“There is life.”

Soo, who had said so, opened the door.

The wooden door opens into a yard, but there is no sign of life around. There is no light.

So I thought Soo felt what was happening in the village, but as soon as Soo went out through the door, I heard a sound cutting through the air.

Bang!

Soo lifted his sword and struck something.

I looked to the ground and saw an arrow of a strange shape.

No, it’s not an arrow. It looks like an arrow, but it’s made entirely of metal.

“First snow, outside. Shh!”

Suddenly Soo-oh came up to me, grabbed me, and ran outside.

And soon after, a long iron bar was pierced through the house. If you were inside, you would have been impaled on the iron skewer.

The headquarters of the Cheonmasingyo is on a cliff, and the entrance is a gentle hill that runs from the north to the west.

There is a village on the westernmost side, and the Murim Alliance is currently invading that area.

Well, this is a bucket.

“First snow. They are bad people.”

Soo held the sword and covered it with purple smoke. I turned my gaze to where Soo was looking with fierce eyes.

The northern forest from which the arrows flew. Now, at the edge of the forest, a human figure covering its body with natural objects is approaching us.

It’s quite a distance from here to the forest.

But you shot the iron skewer all the way from there to here?

If you have internal energy, you can have superhuman strength. If you think about it as a premise, it’s not impossible, but you’re shooting this many times?

The person approaching me is holding a strange object in his hand.

It’s neither a bow nor a crossbow.

It looks like a harpoon barrel, but when the skewer flew in just a moment ago, there was no sound of anything exploding. That means at least it wasn’t gunpowder.

Soon, they are holding harpoon barrels and aiming the bladed part at us.

And right after that.

The skewer flies here without any sound.

Soo grabbed my arm, threw it to the side, and raised his sword.

Quagagagagagagagak!

There were shards of iron stuck everywhere.

But Soo was standing there with his sword in his hand. He struck them all down.

“Group.”

“No!”

I tried to say something to Soo-oh’s scream, but all I could hear was the sound of air escaping because of the iron embedded in his chest. His lungs and diaphragm were both punctured.

My body was a bit large, and the iron skewers were flying so far away that it wasn’t an attack that could be escaped by throwing a person.

One pierced the chest and one the thigh.

So when I was touched by the light of those two people, I was immediately robbed of my warmth.

From afar, flesh and bones are sticking out, and the weapons in their hands are being eaten by flesh and sucked inside. It’s only a part, but when I looked into their memories, I realized something surprising, but something I had already expected.

The name of this item is Sealing Needle.

It’s a fresh technique.

There are two things that are unique.

First, the barrel. This is a device that fires needles. It is believed to fire them using chi, like the magic of the first world.

And a metal skewer called a seal needle. When this is stuck in the body, it sucks the energy out of the person. Judging from the difference in appearance before and after firing, it seems like there is a device that only sucks the energy out when it is fired.

Two humans who were robbed of their warmth and mutated into monsters go on a rampage to get it back.

But he was instantly subdued there by a weapon similar to a lightsaber.

It’s strong.

Their true identities are disciples of the immortals.

It refers to a person who goes to a place where immortals live to study in order to become an immortal.

If I were to guess based on the few memories that remain, it seems like Daegon is creating a fish that follows him.

Using humans to create one’s own kind.

I guess all the gods use this method.

They came to eliminate the man who made the harvester while holding a special item called a treasure.

Yes. I thought you were aiming for Cheonma in Yangdong, but that wasn’t the case.

The Murim Alliance is trying to eliminate the harvesters of the Cheonma Shingyo, and they are trying to eliminate me.

Strictly speaking, both of them were decided by the immortals connected to the Murim Alliance.

Because they extracted the souls of Jo Jung-woo and Byeong-il and obtained various information about the Cheonmasingyo.

That is, the goal of the group called the Disciple of the Gods is me.

I saw So-oh fidgeting next to me.

Wow, I didn’t know Soo-oh was that strong.

I knew it would be somewhat strong, but I didn’t think it would be this strong. I looked at the disciples of the immortal who started to advance towards me again, and then I looked at So-oh again.

At this point, even if I live alone, I won’t die anywhere.

And he pointed east with his finger.

yes.

There are nothing but stone pillars and intricate lakes there.

I’m just telling you to run far away.

If the Cheonmasingyo wins, you can come back later. If not, you can run away far away.

First of all, you have to live so that you can reap the rewards of what you have raised so far, right?

Soo-oh looks at me with an expression full of tears.

I grabbed Soo-oh’s cheeks with both hands, buried my head against my forehead, and pointed into the distance again.

Soo mumbled for a while, then finally took up his sword and headed forward.

yes?

No, I told you not to go forward, but to run away.

“I will protect the first snow.”

Soo said that as he lifted his sword.

really.

You’re not listening.

That’s stupid.