Beastly and Fearlessly - Chapter 84



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Episode 84

The middle of Mt. Porang filled with dense trees.

Namcheon Damdongju Dammuheun’s huge sword slashed horizontally.

Kwaaang!

A loud noise that was hard to believe was the sound of a human body colliding with something.

The bastard flew to the base of a large tree outside the three-story building and crashed into it.

The left shoulder blade has already been cut off smoothly.

But he still stood up again with the corners of his mouth raised.

“Hmm… … .”

The number of monsters that crossed Mt. Porang is approximately one hundred.

Most of them were monsters with incomprehensible powers, but they were just guys who lost their wits and ran around aimlessly.

He bounced off the sledgehammer that could shatter rocks and rushed forward with his heart still stabbed.

Empty eyes, and a bitter smile.

‘Where did these guys come from… … .’

And this guy he’s dealing with.

The only one who has the intelligence to give orders to other monsters.

Clearly the guy who led these monsters.

Dammuhun looked at the guy approaching him.

His eyes were bloodshot, as if his blood vessels had burst.

Smooth and transparent skin like blue jade.

The impact was so strong that he was thrown into a tree, so his internal organs were definitely shaken.

As evidence, red blood was pouring out of his mouth.

Even if he died right there, it was enough of a wound.

But he was still walking slowly towards me.

“Ku …

“What are your identities?”

“Haha. You’ll find out soon enough. The entire Namman region will be turned into a wasteland.”

Shaeeek.

Dammuhun’s sword was pointed at the guy’s neck.

Geek Geek.

It was cut off as if cutting through iron.

Even after his throat was cut, he took a few more steps towards me and then slowly fell to his knees.

Dammuhun shouted at everyone.

“Cut off his head! Or break his head.”

After a while, Nam Woong Daeju, who had smashed the heads of all the men around him with a large axe, approached and asked.

“Huh, huk. Dongju. What are these guys doing?”

“It’s not too late to kill them all and figure out what they are.”

Before we knew it, the battle was coming to an end.

Among the eight movements, Namcheon Damdong has the strongest power.

Because there is the Cheolyeongdae, which consists of twenty top-class masters, and the Namungdae, which consists of one hundred warriors.

So, no matter how monstrous they are, it shouldn’t be difficult to deal with a group of only about a hundred people.

Now there are about ten people left.

From a distance, I could see the iron fence sweeping away the men.

The problem is what these are.

And the reason why I came to Namman.

It couldn’t have only appeared in Mt. Porang.

‘The target is probably the Beast Palace. If it falls, the entire Nanman will fall.’

As Dam Mu-heun, who was lost in thought, approached him, Kwak Deung-un, the commander of the Iron Young Daeju, opened his mouth.

“Dongju, everything has been taken care of. The enemy numbered about a hundred, and Namcheon Damdong’s casualties are twelve. Three Namungdae warriors lost their lives, and the remaining nine… … .”

His voice was dark.

These are warriors who have trained their entire lives to protect the Nanman and the Beast Palace.

A life like that can be thrown away at any time.

But it is impossible to convey the news of the deaths of warriors without any care.

“Alright. Let’s go back to the east and listen. Cheolyeongdae will collect the corpses and the wounded, and among Namungdae’s soldiers, pick out thirty who still have energy left and leave them here.”

“yes.”

Dam Mu-Heun, who had given the order, looked at the corpse lying in front of him with its throat cut.

It is clearly the clothing of a person from the Central Plains.

Although it was worn out, as if I had been wearing the same clothes for decades.

‘If you look at their level of martial arts, they were first-class men. But what about their monstrous strength? And if you look at them laughing and running at you with their limbs cut off, they must have been created through some kind of magic.’

It’s not a cult.

Even if they trained in a different way from the Central Plains, they are still unmanned.

A group of warriors who follow power and worship the Heavenly Horse.

These guys now looked more like monsters than humans.

A power that is not built up on one’s own, but is given to one by someone else.

‘If this is a place where such strange sorcery is used… … .’

An ominous name came to Dammuhun’s mind.

A force that plunged the Central Plains into a bloody catastrophe decades ago.

These are the guys who have now been driven out to the northwest’s Giryeon Mountain and are barely hanging on.

“Blood sect… … .”

An absolute evil that cannot be reconciled with any force in the world.

A cult whose sole purpose is to dye the world in blood.

These guys are the ones who commit extreme acts of murder and human sacrifice without any hesitation, so they are the public enemy of the entire martial arts world, regardless of political or social affiliation.

If so, then the identity of these monsters that crossed Mt. Porang is blood demons.

These guys who crossed Mt. Porang are probably the ones who fell behind, or those who threw away their lives in order to distract the view.

The real one must be heading towards the Beast Palace.

I don’t know how many of these monsters there are.

“Whew. This won’t be easy.”

* * *

Namcheon Damdong.

Dongju Dammuheun stood with a solemn expression.

Behind him is Yeo So-woon, the landlady of Namcheon Dam-dong.

She too is dressed in light attire and holds a thin sword in her hand.

“The enemies have set foot on Namman’s land!”

Hundreds of warriors lined up in front of him.

These are men who have fought enemies their entire lives.

Warriors of the Beast Palace who have accepted the duty of protecting the South as their destiny.

But there was an unbecoming tension flowing from their expressions.

“The remnants of the Blood Cult that had been crouching in Mt. Giryeon stepped onto the land of Namman with the Blood Demons at the forefront.”

Dammuhun’s guess was correct.

According to the scouts of the Beast Palace, the number of Blood Demons is ten thousand.

The fact that he arrived here at Namman by detouring towards Cheonghae without passing through Sacheon means that his original purpose was the Wild Beast Palace.

It doesn’t matter why they are targeting the Nanban and not the Central Plains.

Now is the time to cut off their throats and flay their skin.

“Seventy percent of them are heading towards the Beast Palace, and the remaining forces are stretching out horizontally, threatening the entire Nanman. The Blood Demons will soon invade here again.”

The warriors of Namcheon Damdong each fixed their weapons.

I heard that in the past battle with the Murim Alliance, three Jeongpa warriors fought against one Blood Demon.

“I have summoned the Paldong at the Beast Palace. Half of the Iron Youngdae and Namungdae will head to the Beast Palace with me. The Namungdae leader will stay here with the rest of the warriors and deal with the Blood Cult group crossing the Porang Mountain. The Senate will assist.”

If the Beast Palace falls, only Namman will fall.

If you want to protect the ordinary people of Namcheon Damdong and Namman, the Beast Palace must be intact first.

I don’t know if the other arm groups think so too.

Dammuhun’s gaze turned to Yeo Sowoon.

The woman I love more than my life.

The situation is that he leaves behind the woman and goes to guard the Beast Palace.

Why wouldn’t there be any hesitation?

Yeo So-woon nodded quietly.

It means to go without worrying.

Her eyes were harder than his own.

‘Ah… …If only the Beast King were still alive.’

In Nanman, the Beast King cannot be explained by the existence of a single master.

The symbol of the Beast Palace.

The belief that with him, we can overcome any enemy.

Something that doesn’t exist in the current Beast Palace.

A situation where the existence of a new king is once again regrettable.

Dammuhun suddenly looked up at the northern sky.

The direction where the central plains are.

His own son and the son of Sodongju of Namcheon Damdong.

And perhaps Dam-Myeong, who will become the king of the new era.

‘I wonder if he’ll be back by now?’

A mysterious feeling.

He couldn’t tell if he wanted her to come back quickly and protect Namman with him, or if he wanted her to not come back until this dangerous situation was over.

At that moment, a hawk appeared in his eyes.

Songgol is circling the sky of Namcheon Damdong with its large blue wings spread out.

At first it was just a small dot, but it was slowly lowering its altitude and approaching him.

It’s as if they recognized the owner of this place.

The eyes of the Namcheon Damdong warriors were all focused on one place.

Soon, a blue pine tree, like the southern sky, landed in front of Dammuheun.

He untied the small leather scroll tied to his leg and read the letter inside.

In the southern part of the country, too, the homing pheasant is common.

Hawks are often used instead of pigeons.

But a songgol with such blue wings.

A spirit that has never been seen even in the Gwisoobangdong that has all kinds of spirits.

Moreover, judging from the fact that he came to Namcheon Damdong exactly, he is clearly a spirit of Namman.

“What’s the news?”

Cheolyeongdaeju Kwak Deung-un asked.

The gazes of the lined up warriors were all directed towards Dammuhun’s mouth.

Suddenly, a spirit came with a letter.

Maybe it’s bad news from the Beast Palace.

The expression on the face of the owner, Dam Mu-Heun, became cold and hard.

“They say that guy is coming back.”

“Fortunately, nothing bad happened at the Yongbong branch.”

Even though I went there representing the Beast Palace, I was still an uncivilized barbarian in their eyes.

Since there must have been various controversies, why wouldn’t I have been worried?

Rather than good news, I just hoped he would come back safely.

“… … I heard you won.”

“Huh? What did you just say?”

Cheolyeongdaeju asked back with an expression of disbelief.

“I heard that guy beat all the other members of the Jeongpa faction and won the Non-Martial Arts Competition. He’s currently returning to Namman.”

The warriors who were listening to the conversation between Dammuhun and Cheolyeongdaeju burst into cheers.

“Wow! Wow!”

“I knew my boss would do that. Haha. You should have seen the faces of those Jeongpa guys with their flat noses.”

“Our Sodongju will definitely ascend to the throne of the new Beast King. Yes, that’s right.”

“Of course. What does it mean to receive the Dragon’s Seal? It’s a sign that a new Beast King will now lead us. Of course, we will win this battle as well.”

“That’s right. If it weren’t for that fate, the Dragon’s Seal wouldn’t have been given to me. Haha.”

Dammuhun, who would normally have stopped talking, saying it was disrespectful to the Beast King who was still alive and guarding his position.

But he did not silence the warriors.

This is good news just as a major battle is about to begin.

This was especially true as morale was already low after the casualties in the battle at Porangsan.

This time, there is no need to dampen their expectations for the new Beast King.

‘When this war ends, it might really be like that… … .’

Dammuhun began writing a letter to send in reply.

Now my complex thoughts are clearly organized.

That guy Myung needs to come back to Namman quickly.

Maybe I should become the new Beast King and lead this war to victory.

Because it was meant to be.

* * *

Guizhou. A small mountain whose name I don’t know.

He quickly untied the letter tied to Songgol’s leg and read it.

Nok Seung-seo was stroking the head of Songgol, which had been flying nonstop from Namman.

With a look of admiration in his eyes.

“What does it say? I hope everyone is doing well?”

“hmm…….”

The content of the letter was simple.

“Blood sect.”

Suddenly, a blood cult.

It’s already been thirty years since those bastards, who only thought about dyeing this world with blood in their heads, last set foot on the land of the Central Plains.

The blood demons raised with the strange sorcery called the Manghon Daebeop were not beings that could be easily stopped.

In the end, the Jeongpa and Sapa joined forces and attacked together, driving them all out to the vicinity of Qilian Mountain in Gansu.

The leader of the martial arts world at that time was also Murong Cheon, and he insisted that they must be pursued to the end and annihilated.

But they eventually survived as Sapa did not agree to the plan.

Of course, it was in such a shrunken state that it was difficult to even maintain its existence.

I handed the letter over to Nok Seung-seo.

He is also a warrior of the Beast Palace, so he must know the situation of Namman.

Umochi is… … .

Well, I don’t know.

“No, Blood Cult? What is this?”

“Perhaps Mt. Giryeon was narrow.”

Jilian Mountain is a rugged mountain located in the northeasternmost corner of Gansu, which stretches long from east to west.

It would be a good place to hide and build up some power, but it would be too remote if the power grew to the point of wanting to take over the Central Plains.

They may have been coveting the land of Nanman bordering Yunnan.

Of course, there were people who pushed me from behind.

I hope the Central Plains becomes chaotic.

And at an important moment, I want to organize the new forces that will join hands with the Murim Alliance in advance.

For example, Eunrim.

“I will return to Namcheon Damdong as quickly as possible. After that, I may go to the Beast Palace. What will you do, Nok Seung-seo?”

“I am…….”

Nok Seung-seo couldn’t open his mouth easily.

“I will return to my family. Biyungnokdong. After that, I will also go to the Beast Palace.”

This is the guy who tried to point a knife at the family.

In this situation, with what feelings does he return to his family?

“Understood. See you again at the Beast Palace.”

After deciding on our respective destinations, the two of us turned our gazes toward Umochi.

“Didn’t you say you would go to Namcheon Damdong with me, Umochi?”

“Oh, no. Wait a minute. Suddenly a blood cult? Where does something like this happen?”

He’s the guy who just said he’d follow me to Namcheon Damdong.

Living in the Central Plains, I realized that there is no place like Namman.

But I don’t want to go back to Dokgok, and I felt like a lot of good things would happen if I followed him around.

“Do as you wish. If you stay in the Central Plains, we will meet again.”

I have no intention of asking a guy who isn’t even a warrior of the Beast Palace to get involved in this war.

Of course, Dokgok is also a place that exists with its feet on the southern coast.

Leaving Umochi hesitating, Nok Seungseo and I stood up from our seats.

If you use the Thousand-Sum Sword you learned from Mongyeongshintu, you can reach Namman in about ten days.

The Nokseungseo will take a little longer than that.

“Dammyung! Nokseungseo!”

As I was about to open the Thousand Islands, I heard Umochi’s voice.

“… … Take care of yourself.”

He nodded and ran out.

To the south.