Moon-Shadow Sword Emperor

Episode 385:

The Demon Emperor of Feng Heaven’s face became serious.

Who would have thought that not someone else but the White Faced Reaper would say something like that.

‘The reason you need to inherit your troops is to slow down the growth of the Dragon King.’

It was a truly absurd statement.

What was even funnier was that he accepted the claim as reasonable.

The Dragon King’s growth rate was beyond common sense.

Now, it was doubtful whether I would be able to handle him even if my physical condition was restored to perfect condition.

‘Of course, the White-Faced Shinigami did not do his best when dealing with the Dragon King. There is no way he would have been able to show off his skills since he fought while maintaining his reduced size through axial bone drills.’

In addition, the injuries suffered by the Sword King had to be taken into consideration.

In one way or another, he was at a disadvantage.

I have never competed directly with a white-faced Shinigami.

Therefore, it was difficult to accurately gauge his level.

However, all of the Eight Great Demons, including himself, acknowledged it.

He is the strongest among the demonic cultists excluding the cult leader.

reason?

Because the religious leader acknowledged that it was so.

The head of the religious group said so, so who would dare to present a different opinion?

‘You have the talent to be wary of even the White-Faced Reaper. It would not be strange if he grew up to be a threat to the religious leader in the future. No, perhaps a monster that surpasses even the cult leader will be born…’

As expected, his judgment was not wrong.

The Dragon King had to be eliminated somehow before he could grow any further.

I wanted to cut off the buds before they bloomed, but it was already too late.

At the very least, the base had to be cut down before it could grow into a large tree.

“Now is the time to go back and prepare for all-out war. “I will take responsibility for my disobedience.”

“…If you say it that way.”

Emperor Bungcheon, who was contemplating with his chin resting on the back of his hand, nodded slowly.

Some time has passed since then.

pop! Puff!

Fireworks soared high into the sky.

Demonic detachments that had been waiting in various parts of Bohwa County began to retreat all at once.

* * *

The raid stopped.

Starting with the explosion of fireworks two afternoons ago, the demonic cultists who had appeared several times a day no longer appeared.

It was a good thing, but I couldn’t help but feel regretful.

‘I had a lot to learn.’

There was a lot to be gained from the fight against the White-Faced Reaper.

The way he dealt with his intentions was more supportive than offensive.

Nevertheless, it felt more difficult and threatening than any absolute master’s form I have ever experienced.

‘It was martial arts that completely threw away stereotypes.’

For me, it was an impossible skill to imitate even if I wanted to.

Even though I was an enemy, I couldn’t help but admire the idea and wit.

I thought I could understand why he learned several types of martial arts instead of delving deeply into one martial art.

‘Perhaps after reaching absolute heights, he realized his path and attempted to make major changes. ‘Because I decided that I could go higher that way.’

The average martial artist does not learn many types of martial arts.

Even if one learns a variety of arts, it is common to keep one as the main one and select a few auxiliary martial arts that do not overlap with it.

Martial arts were difficult to master.

People who don’t know it say that the more martial arts you learn, the more diverse tactics you can choose from, so it’s good, but in reality, that’s not true.

The reality was that if you tried your hand at various studies, you would only get vague results.

Moreover, the martial arts used in actual combat were bound to be narrowed down to the few with which one was most familiar.

‘But the Hundred-Faced Reaper seemed to have overcome that limitation.’

He was said to be proficient in all types of weaponry, and I’ve never seen a person who fits that description so well.

A sword, a sword, and a spear stolen from the soldiers of the interception team.

The moment all of them were placed in the hands of the Hundred-Faced Reaper, they became German weapons in the hands of a famous person.

He even showed the use of different weapons in different ways using the chains of his ceremonial body.

To add a little bit of exaggeration, I felt like I was being joined by masters in each field.

‘If only he was uninjured.’

Unless he had previously disguised himself to hide his original appearance.

I would never have been able to compete with him on equal footing.

It was an opponent with such great capabilities.

‘anyway.’

Thanks to the disappearance of the interference from the demonic cultists, the movement speed of the interceptor team increased considerably.

In no time, we were able to reach the border between Boghyo-hyeon and Banghyeon.

The remains of Cheongija were located on the southern outskirts of Banghyeon.

It won’t take long to reach the destination.

‘There is a high possibility that demonic cultists are encamped around the ruins.’

There was going to be a huge fight that was incomparable to anything that had happened before.

In terms of simple power, our side had the advantage.

As the reinforcements of the Namgung Family and the Murim League joined the Wulin Alliance in Hubei, the Murim faction became superior both qualitatively and quantitatively.

Even so, the Demonic Cult side, which was at a numerical disadvantage, even split the unit into three, so in a way, the current situation could be said to be natural.

If it had not been calculated from the beginning that our troops had a military advantage, they would not have even thought about leaving the safety of Mt. Yongzhong, regardless of the Demonic Cult’s intentions.

‘However, it is also true that the Demon Cult side is ahead in terms of the number of top experts.’

Cheonakgun, the white-faced messenger of the Bungcheon Demon Emperor.

The number of absolute masters was as many as three.

I couldn’t even imagine how much damage would be caused if they faced each other head on.

‘It would be great if there was a secret passage leading to the ruins like during Simase’s time.’

The best way to minimize damage while also taking advantage of the actual benefits was to intercept the ‘something’ that the Demonic Cult wanted to obtain, even if it meant going to extreme lengths, and run away.

Nothing would be better than if you could infiltrate the ruins while avoiding the eyes of the demon cultists who would be camped in the area.

‘Enough with my foolish thoughts.’

I smiled bitterly and shook my head.

There was no way things would work out that easily.

Rather than having hope in the existence of a secret passage that may or may not exist, it would be better to think about how to win a large-scale battle.

As mentioned before, our side had the advantage in terms of military power.

However, that gap could have been overturned depending on the course of the battle.

A decisive blow was needed.

A blow that will definitely break the balance.

It was a time when I was lost in thought while handling my sword.

“Boss.”

A woman came next to me, driving a horse, and spoke to me.

It was his temporary adjutant, Zhuge Hui.

“Do you have something to say?”

“Could you please look behind me for a moment?”

“……?”

* * *

“What the hell are these ruins…”

The male killer ghost, who was sitting on the floor and breathing heavily, looked around with a tired expression.

All that is visible is the gray walls, floor, and ceiling.

Ten days have already passed since I took on the role of auxiliary to the Sosalma army and proceeded with the attack on the ruins.

“Reporter Cheon, you damn bastard.”

To be honest, I had a disdainful attitude at first.

He felt dissatisfied with the fact that he, an expert in fireworks, was only being used to attack ruins like this.

But when I first experienced the dangers of the ruins, my thoughts completely changed.

‘What kind of mental structure did you think you had to create such a shitty place because you’re a human being?’

It is said that the world’s best true law expert remodeled ancient ruins and the power of the traps installed here and there was beyond imagination.

We’re only halfway through the attack, but dozens of casualties have already occurred.

‘Meanwhile, the guy in charge continues to train the crew.

Although it was a task that required careful attention, we had no choice but to hurry because the political faction, the martial arts faction, had formed an interception team and were rushing in.

I can guarantee that there will be more victims in the future.

If you were unlucky, one of those victims could have been you.

‘That shouldn’t happen. Even if it means sacrificing all the others, I will get out of here alive.’

Unfortunately, there were not many high-ranking true practitioners in the Demonic Cult.

If Sima Seohwan, the head of the Sima family, had cooperated, things would have been resolved easily.

Unfortunately, he was showing an uncooperative attitude toward the Demonic Cult.

When he heard that Cui Yunlong (取雲龍) had come forward to normalize the family, he lost his motivation for everything.

Even after hearing that the remains of Gija Cheon had been found, people reacted indifferently, so what more can I say?

I tried to cajole and I tried to threaten.

They even subjected him to cruel torture that broke his heart.

However, Sima Seohwan remained steadfast.

In the meantime, several people were brought in to secure his cooperation.

And all of them incurred the wrath of the Demon Cult leader because they failed to properly carry out orders.

Even the Eight Great Demon Lords, the Pungcheon Demon Emperor, were temporarily stripped of their status and were suffering the humiliation of serving as the Heavenly Evil Lord’s subordinates. Needless to say, what happened to those of lower status than him?

‘Sometimes there are people like that. A human being who puts certain values before his or her own body.’

The ghost clicked his tongue and shook his head.

I saw Sima Shigeju once from afar, and when I think back to that time, I still get goosebumps down my back.

The sight of him screaming in horror, his whole body soaked in blood, seemed beyond madness to even grotesqueness.

‘That kind of person is not a demon, but a practitioner of Jeongjongsimbeop.’

Before I reached my current position, I encountered demons of all types and developed the courage to not blink at most common sights.

Nevertheless, when I saw Sima Xuhuan, I instinctively felt uncomfortable.

“Just get up.”

“…Are you here?”

“I think I’ve had enough rest, so I guess we should resume our attack soon.”

A man who appeared behind me without a word.

Mo Salgwi covered his eyes with his left hand to hide his furrowed eyebrows.

The man wearing the gray long robe was tapping his palm and encouraging the people around him, as if he knew what it felt like to be such a murderer.

“Okay, everyone, let’s get up now!”

The man’s identity is Sosalmagun (笑殺魔君).

He was the person in charge who was ordered by the cult leader to attack the ruins.

‘Damn it.’

The evil spirit cursed inwardly.

I really didn’t like the current situation.

At first, I fought in my own way and even tried to rebel in small ways.

However, when I came to my senses, I found myself in a position to naturally observe Sosalmagun’s thoughts and follow his orders.

It felt like my hands and feet were bound by invisible shackles.

There was something about Sosalma-kun’s tongue that bound others.

‘by the way.’

Suddenly, a curiosity arose.

I know that Master Ma personally ordered this incident, but I haven’t heard the reason.

I couldn’t quite guess.

What is the reason for being so obsessed with the remains of Gija Cheon, even to the point of going to great lengths?

What on earth is sleeping inside these ruins?