Beastly and Fearlessly - Chapter 120



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“Is this the last of those who were hiding…?” Episode 120

weird.

The dreamy mountain was sown a long time ago.

I saw with my own eyes that the red powder was scattered in all directions, so clearly visible even in the darkness.

So by now, the flames should have been rising.

There’s no way those crazy guys from King of Hell, who were crazy about playing with fire, would just let a savage staggering right in front of their noses go.

“What is going on? What’s going on?”

Ma Jeong-so muttered in an anxious voice.

The area below was covered in red fog, showing how much Dreamy Mountain had been sprayed.

For that reason, I couldn’t see anything going on in that fog.

Chaeng, chaeng.

The sound of the birds chirping every now and then.

The sounds were getting closer little by little.

It’s clear that what I thought was a perfect plan is going awry.

‘Ah, Ma Hyo-won said he’d take care of this kid. How long do I, the Rougeun, have to take care of each and every one of them? I guess I’ll have to check the situation with my own eyes.’

The moment Ma Jeong-so was about to turn around.

Boom!

The huge Hwanmilu pavilion shook violently.

At the same time, Ma Hyo-won ran in.

With a face that turned pale.

“Tongue, brother… … .”

The fact that he said “hyung” instead of “Rouge” means that he was very excited.

“What’s going on? What’s going on? Why aren’t the Hell King guys moving? And what was that loud noise just now?”

“Hey, all the guys from King Yeom’s room are dead. And that bastard Dammyeong and the ronin have entered Hwanmilu.”

“No, what are you talking about? The red fog is still thick over there. You saw those bastards turn the Dreamy Mountain upside down, right? Are you saying you let those poisoned bastards come all the way here?”

“I, I don’t know about that. Everyone was fine. They must have been addicted… …. Sigh. What the hell is going on? Why is everyone fine?”

It’s not a very deadly poison, but it’s a poison that you can’t tolerate even if you’re healthy.

Unless you are a master beyond your peak, addiction is unavoidable.

‘Even if that guy Dam-myeong is like that, the rest of the rascals should be floundering and wandering around the maze-like alleys right now… … .’

Ma Jeong-so opened his mouth again.

“so?”

“Yes, yes?”

“No, so what the hell is going on? There were a lot of guys besides the ones hiding in the alley.”

The first to fourth floors of the pavilion are the main building and gambling hall.

Of course, today, Hwanmilu is full of unmanned people.

Even if you manage to break through them, the Red-Eyed Buddha and the Three Demons of Nakshasa await you.

So, it is natural to feel relieved… … .

I feel uneasy for some reason.

“Is the eavesdropping session over yet?”

Among the twelve apostles, he asked for help from all the places he could reach.

Some places rejected me outright, and some places haven’t responded yet.

Among them, Gwi-eum-mun said that he would send experts.

Bukmyeongjang said he would think about it.

“Ah, the earworm should be arriving soon.”

Gwi-eum-mun has a debt to repay to that guy named Dam-myeong.

Because the elder, Chilhyeolmagyeom Gilpiljong, was killed by that guy.

Even though he was a man who had mastered magic, he was an elder of the Gwieummun.

So, rather than coming to help Hwanmilu, their intention is to capture Dammyeong alive.

If that’s the case, they must have sent some pretty great experts.

Maybe the Lord Moon will come in person.

And the North Star.

Jang Liang, the commander of the Northern Ming Dynasty, said he would definitely think about it.

Neither money nor power is important to him.

His only interest is to face off against the world’s best.

The fact that you’re thinking about it clearly means that you’re curious about the guy named Dam-myeong.

‘You can come to either one. It would be better if you come to both.’

* * *

Umochi’s prediction that it would be a dreamlike mountain at best turned out to be correct.

As soon as we entered the alley, red powder flew in from somewhere and covered us.

Of course, it didn’t matter to us since we were taking the detox pills that Umochi, the sixth son of Dokgok, had painstakingly made.

Those hiding in the dark were cleared out in advance by the Iron Guard.

We’ll have to ask Grandmaster Kwak later to find out what they were trying to do.

Anyway, we reached the main hall of Hwanmilu without any major conflict.

“Oh, oh, oh. How did those savage bastards get here?”

“I clearly saw red powder pouring down. What did the King of Hell guys do?”

The Hwanmilu men who had been leisurely drinking before the fight got up and drew their swords.

Well, I guess the guys whose throats were cut off earlier were from the King of Hell.

Those crazy guys who scatter things like white phosphorus indiscriminately.

That bastard Hwanmiluju, whenever he sends out a secret letter with such interest, he is always planning such a dirty plan behind his back.

The main hall of Hwanmilu is quite large.

There were over a hundred men with knives on the first floor alone.

There will probably be something like this upstairs too.

I told the guys.

“Get out of the way. I was invited.”

“Hehe, what kind of invitation?”

Among the guys on the first floor, one who looked useful stepped forward and asked.

“I guess you didn’t know that Rouge sent me a secret letter.”

“We didn’t hear anything like that, we just heard that if any uncivilized savage bastards come, we should kill them all. Heh heh.”

“Well, haven’t you heard from Rouge yet? Well, if you had, you would have all run away.”

“What are you talking about?”

“It’s a story about how uncivilized savages are really good at fighting.”

Crunch.

Still, the head of the guy who had been chattering from a distance must have been a little scared, and rolled on the floor.

My sword is a bit big and long.

“These guys are the ones that the Baekungdae ronin will have to deal with. They’re the ones who kidnapped the young daughter of the great lord of Maengdeungho.”

Of course, I don’t know if these guys kidnapped Wolhwa.

Anyway, it’s clear that they are bad guys.

Thirty Baekwoongdae members, who were once ronin, stepped forward.

“These kids. They have nothing better to do than eat, so they kidnap a child?”

“Don’t you have a daughter? Oh, by the looks of it, I don’t think you have one. Anyway, come here, you little punk.”

“These are the kids who should be torn to pieces. Should I crack their heads open or peel their skin?”

Thirty bear-like men, each holding a deadly weapon such as a giant axe or a sledgehammer, slowly approached.

The numerically superior Hwanmilu guys got scared and retreated little by little.

Leaving them behind, I headed upstairs and asked Baek Woong-dae.

“Oh, can I take Maeng Dae-ju with me?”

Perhaps the incident that sparked this fight was the kidnapping of Maeng Deung-ho’s young daughter, Wol-hwa.

Anyone who kidnaps a ten-year-old child should be torn to pieces and killed.

That job naturally falls to Maeng Deung-ho, Wol-hwa’s father.

“Brother! Take out the intestines and wrap them around the neck.”

“I need to hear you scream for help, so pull out your tongue last.”

Maeng Deung-ho answered in a solemn voice.

“I’m going to peel it. Very slowly… … .”

* * *

I went up one floor at a time, cleaning up all the debris.

Iron Cross also joined in the middle.

“Thank you for your hard work.”

“What’s the big deal? I just cleaned up a few things.”

There were an estimated more than a hundred guys hiding in the maze-like alleys.

Among them, there were some guys who were quite capable, and there were also some dangerous guys like King Yeom.

So, the expression of Kwak Dae-ju, “a few drops,” is not correct.

“Now, there will be some capable guys starting to come out. But it’s a place that has made a name for itself in the 12th century, so it’s not like there are only those kind of people.”

As soon as I finished speaking, a gruff voice was heard.

“Ugh. Those guys down there were really stupid. But not anymore.”

Three guys holding straight swords of the same shape.

While they were talking to me, everyone’s eyes were focused on Bang Yak-ran.

The three evil spirits.

Those bastards who pull out their swords because of a woman, and kill people because of a woman.

They are the kind of guys who must keep any woman they like in their arms.

I heard that he was being chased from all over the place for that reason.

Behind them stood dozens of men who looked different from the men they had faced so far.

These guys are more than capable of being first class.

Probably the elite of Hwanmilu.

Someone stepped forward, taking advantage of the gap between them.

“How dare you visit someone else’s house with such a weapon. The Buddha will be angry.”

He looks familiar.

A guy with an extra red eye on his head.

It’s a red light… … .

He is the highest-ranking master of Sapa with innate divine powers.

One day, a man who had never read a single Buddhist scripture in his entire life shaved his head and began wandering around the Central Plains, vowing to spread Buddhist teachings to the world. Countless people died for no reason at the hands of that man.

A madman who kills women and children if they don’t like him.

I also heard a rumor that he swung his club at an old woman after their eyes met on the street.

“Red-eyed Buddha! Why are you hanging out in a place like Hwanmilu? If the Buddha finds out that you’re hanging out with these dirty guys and doing bad things, he’ll be angry. You smell like alcohol.”

Red Eye Buddha clasped his hands together and opened his mouth in a polite tone.

“Amitabha, the Buddha said, ‘Return evil deeds to yourself and return good deeds to others.’ I, the monk, am simply following his words, so please do not be angry… … .”

“What the hell are you talking about?”

The red-eyed man who had been spouting nonsense pointed the iron staff in his hand and spoke.

“Oh my, you are talking nonsense about the Buddha’s words. You seem to have a mental illness. Although I am weak, I will give you some small teachings. May you attain Buddhahood… .”

Tinkle, tinkle.

The nine rings hanging from the top of the stone swayed and jingled.

This type of stone slab makes a rattling sound when struck on the ground, which serves as a warning to small creatures along the way not to kill.

Of course, this red-eyed firefly confuses people’s minds with its tinkling sound and kills them.

“The wonderful and mysterious Dharma of the mind and heart, the encounter that occurs in a hundred million eons, the attainment of the wisdom of the golden gate… … .”

Oh my gosh… … .

He is a red-eyed Buddha who has lived his entire life swinging his staff at will, taking people’s lives.

That guy was reciting the Diamond Sutra, which tells us to cut off worldly troubles.

Shaeeek!

A heavy stone scepter that must have weighed at least thirty pounds was pointed at my head without warning.

Ugh.

Of course, I held it in one hand.

I said to the bewildered guy.

“If you have three eyes, you should see properly… … .”

“What, what?”

“Tell me who the guy in front of you is.”

Kkuaddukduk.

The cast iron scepter crumbled in my hands.

As I pulled the stone, the red-eyed Buddha, who boasted of his innate divine powers, was weakly dragged towards me.

Still, as he was a master of the highest level, he used the force of being dragged to stretch out both his hands wildly.

Mahayana Prajnaparamita (a plate like a palm).

A faint energy in the widely spread palm.

Phew!

I thrust my fist into the gap between the pouring water.

On the guy’s chin.

Teeth flying in all directions.

He spoke quietly to the guy who was lying helpless after being hit with one punch.

“Please attain Buddhahood. In the hot fires of hell… … .”

Compared to the three evil spirits of Nachasamgwi, Jeok-an-bul is a master one level above others.

That guy was knocked out with one punch.

At that sight, the three demons who had been so proud hesitated and stepped back.

“Can I take care of those kids? I’ve been getting dirty stares from them for a while now.”

Bang Yak-ran stepped forward, leading three leopards.

“Okay. I guess you could help me out, Nok Seung-seo.”

“I get it.”

“Your Majesty, please take care of things here.”

I nodded and quietly drew my sword, leaving him behind and heading up the stairs.

With Maeng Deung-ho.

Now, we are on the eighth floor where Hwanmiluju is staying.

Ma Hyo-won, who kidnapped Wolhwa, will also be there.

The guy is Maeng Deung-ho’s share.

hmm…….

I stopped for a moment as I was climbing the stairs.

There’s someone up there.

He who waits for me without hiding his great aura.

With this momentum… … .

Doesn’t this seem like something fun to do?