Beastly and Fearlessly - Chapter 87



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Episode 87

Beast Palace.

Crunch.

The neck of the blood demon who had climbed up the wall while unfolding his divine power was cleanly cut off by a huge sword.

Dammu-gun wiped the blood off his sword and looked down at the castle.

“hmm…….”

I thought they would push forward with overwhelming force, led by the Blood Demons.

Even if I had done that, I probably wouldn’t have been able to last long.

The arrows of the Golden Knights were powerful, but it was not easy to accurately hit the heads of the Blood Demons running madly towards them.

So, in the end, a close combat would have taken place across the city gate.

But the Blood Cult stopped a long way from the Beast Palace.

And only a small number of blood demons were sent to the palace.

“You’re trying to gauge the power of the Beast Palace… … .”

To the leaders of the Blood Cult, the Blood Demons are not comrades who share life and death.

The weapons they created.

A soulless person who only rushes at the enemy in front of him, thirsting for blood.

They are just beings that can be recreated when they die.

However, this does not mean that they are something that can be created overnight.

It means that they also have reasons to minimize damage.

Not because of the blood demon’s life, but because it’s a hassle to make one.

A day has passed.

The number of corpses of blood demons that collapsed in front of the castle gate is approximately five hundred.

On the other hand, there have been no casualties in the Beast Palace yet.

Just shoot arrows and cut off the heads of the rare ones who try to climb the walls.

To break down the gates of the Beast Palace that have stood for hundreds of years, at least half of the Blood Demons would have to be sacrificed.

“I don’t like it… … .”

Dam Mu-Heun, standing next to him, opened his mouth.

“There will be another move soon.”

There’s no way we can keep wasting our bloodlines like this.

Their goal is to destroy the Beast Palace and plant a new flag for the Blood Cult here.

And while turning countless people of the Southern Plains into blood demons, they will seek an opportunity to advance north to the Central Plains.

To do that, we need to save as many blood demons as possible.

“Your Majesty! The Blood Cult is falling back. It looks like they’re heading south.”

Looking at the entire Southern Manchuria, the Wild Beast Palace is located in the northwest.

To the south of here is a village of ordinary Namman people.

There are many clans of Namman scattered here and there, but they alone can never stop it.

“These are the kind of dogs that I can’t stop chewing on… … .”

“Those little bastards. I’ll skin them alive.”

Dammu-gun and Dammu-heun cursed at the same time.

It’s clear why these guys are heading south now.

It means for us to come out of the castle.

If they continue to keep the gates locked and approach the city, they will be free to trample on others…

Those who carry swords are always fighting.

It can start with a petty dispute or it can become an endless fight over vested interests.

There are some guys who pull out their swords as soon as they meet you.

But no one calls this a war.

The reason the fight against the Demonic Cult or the Blood Cult is called a war is because they point their swords at those who are not humans.

He does not hesitate to plow the fields or cut off the heads of those who carry bundles.

The reason for the devil’s cult is simple.

To them, all people in the world who are not believers are either heretics or apostates.

What about blood relations?

They have no reason.

They are just crazy dogs who are bloodthirsty and enjoy killing.

Crackle.

The sound of Dammu-gun’s teeth grinding.

“Phew… … .”

He turned back toward the castle with a big sigh.

Warriors looking at themselves.

These guys will charge towards the Ten Thousand Blood Demons if given the order.

“we are……!”

The voice of the Dammu Army, full of history, echoed throughout the Beast Palace.

A loud voice that seems to stop time.

All the warriors’ eyes turned to him.

“We are the warriors of the Beast Palace!”

Warrior of the Beast Palace… … .

Honorable warriors willing to give their lives to protect the land of the South

What more explanation could a warrior need before battle?

We are just warriors of the Beast Palace.

“Now we go out of the castle and cut off the heads of our enemies. Are you ready?”

“Wow! Wow!”

“Kuaaaah!”

The warriors of the Beast Palace howled like angry beasts.

A roar that made the earth shake.

It must have been heard even by the enemies who trampled the land of Namman.

They are already prepared to die an honorable death.

“Open the gates!”

Ki-ki-ki-ki-ki.

The gates of the Beast Palace, which had endured for hundreds of years, slowly opened.

“The Geoungdan guards the gates. Not even a single baby ant should pass through!”

“yes!”

“The Golden Knights stand guard and protect the warriors of the Beast Palace.”

“yes!”

“All remaining warriors of the Beast Palace, come out of the castle with me!”

“yes!”

After giving instructions, he opened his mouth to Dam Mu-Heun, who was standing next to him.

Dongju of Namcheon Damdong, the first of the eight brothers to run.

And his only younger brother.

“Take the warriors of Namcheon Damdong and go around to the left to disrupt the flank. Then I and the Cheolwoongdan will break through the front. Remember, you must never go too deep.”

“… … Okay, brother.”

Phew! Phew!

The sound of a horn signaling the advance.

Thud, thud, thud.

Finally, the warriors of the Beast Palace came out of the castle.

The blood cult group heading far south stopped at the sound of footsteps that shook the earth.

The gazes of the blood demons that filled the ridge turned back to the Beast Palace.

The muscles of the warriors who each held their weapons bulged.

The sound of a heart beating like crazy.

Fighting spirit, not nervousness.

“It’s nothing special when you look at it up close. Haha.”

“Well, I guess one person just has to break ten heads.”

“Don’t forget the bet we made earlier. It was about who could cut off more of those bastards’ heads.”

“Anyway, I’d like to kill all those bastards and have a glass of cool Hwangju. If I can come back alive. Haha.”

Warriors who have already thrown away their lives.

The sergeant shouted at them.

“Warriors of the Great Beast Palace!”

How many warriors’ blood will be shed on this land?

How many of these will come back alive?

“Don’t forget! Why we are who we are!”

The land of the Nanman Empire that had never been taken by the enemy for hundreds of years.

That history will continue today.

“These bastards who dared to step on the land of the South are before your eyes. Go! Go and cut off their heads and skin them! Cut out their hearts and sprinkle the blood of the enemies on this land!”

“Wow! Wow!”

A thousand warriors of the Beast Palace rushed out at once.

They are stepping powerfully on the land of the South that they must protect.

* * *

Myorim.

Grumble, groan.

He stood close enough that I could hear his low breathing.

A tiger with such a huge body that it’s hard to believe even when you see it again.

Only the thick, gray beard of a finger hinted at the long years he had lived.

Gyarrur.

Tofu popped out of my arms.

It’s a head of tofu the size of one of a tiger’s toes.

But the momentum is not pushed at all.

He stood in front of me, his short hair standing on end.

As if he had to deal with himself first to threaten his master.

“Shh. Relax.”

I slowly stroked Tofu’s back.

I was shaking because I was so nervous.

The tiger looked back and forth between me and Tofu for a while, then moved aside and wandered off.

Perhaps what was in his eyes was a longing for my master.

It seems that it was a spirit that followed the Dark Dragon Emperor.

A southern spirit can only serve one master throughout its life.

A guy who has been guarding the grave of his master who died before him for hundreds of years.

And the eyes looking at Tofu who will walk the same path as him.

Warm and hazy.

And perhaps a look of envy at still being with the owner.

“Tofu, you stay here.”

This guy has been sitting alone for hundreds of years.

Even if it’s just for a little while, it wouldn’t be bad to stay with the same spirits.

Maybe the tofu guy has something to learn too.

For example, a majesty that would make the world tremble… … .

That would be difficult… … .

Anyway, I entered the cave, leaving the two spirits looking at each other with curious eyes.

The place to go is a small space at the end of the cave.

There was a mural of four dragons, and I was imbued with the energy of the female dragon.

Wheezing.

Although it was clearly a closed cave, a cool breeze blew from inside.

The space we finally arrived at.

“Whew. What do I do now?”

I came here with vague expectations, but something drew me there.

Like fate calling me.

I stood in front of the first mural.

A black dragon as black as pitch.

Sssssss… … .

In that moment, a cold air like frost flowed out from the chest of the uniform.

The black dragon scales that Seol Seol-rin of the North Sea Ice Palace gave me.

Black scale.

It was a divine creature from the North Sea, and it was emitting black light in response to the black dragon drawn on the wall.

As I stood in front of the painting of the White Dragon, a white energy appeared at the tips of my feet.

This is also because of the connection to learning the martial art of Cheon Seom-bi in the prologue.

There is no reaction in front of the mural of the blue dragon painted next to it.

“also…….”

The prologue and the Bukhae Ice Palace already have a small connection with me.

I learned the martial art of the prologue, Cheon Seom-bi, and obtained the Black Phosphorus, a divine water of the North Sea.

However, since he has not yet achieved full qualifications, he only shows a weak response.

“What about the Red Dragon… … .”

Born as a warrior of the Southern Manchus who inherited the power of the Red Dragon, he received the imprint of the dragon at the Mansu Ceremony of the Beast Palace.

The Beast King himself shared his innate energy.

Finally, he swallowed the red bead that was left in the incense burner.

The power left behind by Nam Ji-hak, the first Beast King.

Perhaps it is part of the power that the Dark Dragon Emperor gave me.

“Phew… … .”

With a trembling heart, I walked towards the wall where the last red dragon was painted.

A mural of a red dragon that looks as if it will start to move and fly into the sky at any moment.

“If I am qualified… … .”

I locked eyes with the red dragon that was glaring at me.

An empty space with no one in it.

He opened his mouth towards the red dragon painted on the wall.

“Give me the true power to protect this land!”

moment.

The mural of the Red Dragon radiated red light.

The red cloud in my arms was burning hot.

The power of the dragon that had settled at the edge of the heart began to stir.

A fiery pain surged through my left shoulder, where the dragon’s mark was engraved.

“Ugh.”

The hot energy bursting out from the red dragon in the mural engulfed me.

A burning pain all over my body.

It felt like I was thrown into a blazing fire.

But I gritted my teeth and held on.

Has such an eternity passed?

Booths.

The military uniform he was wearing turned to black ash and fell to the floor.

The heat around me is still hot, but the heat inside me that had pushed me into pain has disappeared.

No, it didn’t disappear, it just seeped in.

It felt like hot lava was flowing through my veins.

“Phew… … .”

I could tell without even having to summon the power of the Red Dragon.

The change in power I possess.

“Thank you.”

I expressed my gratitude to the Dark Dragon Emperor who was buried somewhere in this cave.

At that moment.

Ddddddd.

Rattling.

One side of the wall where the picture of the Red Dragon had been painted moved slightly, shaking off the old dust.

A sharp crack appeared in the previously smooth-looking wall.

As if it were a door leading to a hidden space.

“Ugh.”

I pushed with all my might, but it wouldn’t budge.

Perhaps it is a structure that is supposed to open once you have obtained all the powers of the remaining dragons.

You’re going to be busy… … .

Now I have just gained one power.

The remaining dragon powers exist in the North Sea, the West Sea, and the East Sea.

If you get them all, you will be able to obtain the last legacy left by the Dark Dragon Emperor.

First of all, let’s get rid of all these blood cult bastards…

* * *

“Let’s assess the situation here first.”

While running along the mountain path, Gwisu Bangdongju Bang Myeong-haeng gave an order.

Krrrrrr

The mountain army that had been running after him stopped and growled softly.

“What is the situation?”

He asked the owner of the small business, Bang Yak-jin.

“Phew… … .”

Bang Yak-jin’s two eyes slowly revealed the whites of their sclera.

Bang Yak-ran, standing behind, took a deep breath and waited for her brother to convey the situation on the battlefield.

The spirit that communicates with Bang Yak-jin, the owner of the Gwisubangdong, is Chi-hyo, or the eagle owl.

This spirit with vertical stripes on a tan background shares everything it sees with Bang Yak-jin.

By now, he must be flying high above the Beast Palace, observing the situation on the battlefield.

After a while.

Bang Yak-jin opened his mouth with a face that turned pale.

“We must hurry. They are already fighting in a tangled battle. The warriors of the Beast Palace are fighting like madmen, but the Blood Demons are too numerous.”

“Um… … I thought you were going to be there.”

There must be a reason why he opened the gate and went out.

In any case, we must rush to the battlefield and lend our strength as soon as possible.

“The warriors of Namcheon Damdong are isolated on the eastern side of the battlefield. Hurry up and hurry… … .”

He must have risked his life and rushed in.

The warriors of Namcheon Damdong and the leader of them, Dammuheun Dongju, are like that.

“Was there also a young warrior with a dark complexion and a huge sword?”

“Hmm. Well… … There were so many people tangled up there.”

Gwisoo Bangdongju, who had been listening, answered instead.

“Yakran If the guy you’re looking for is Dammyeong, he probably hasn’t returned from the Central Plains yet.”

“ah…….”

After gathering his thoughts for a moment, Gwisoo Bangdongju gave an order.

“The Beast Palace is in danger. Gui Su Bang Dong should head to the east of the battlefield. Then Yak Jin should go to the Beast Palace and continue to monitor the battlefield situation. He should be of help to the warriors blocking the gate.”

“yes.”

“And you, Yakran, go to the Beast Palace too!”

“I will fight alongside these guys too.”

She looked behind her.

“Kurrrrrr… … .”

Gray clouds visible above the white fur.

Bared fangs and sharp claws.

Ferocious beasts that move stealthily through the shadows and snatch the enemy’s breath away in an instant.

Ten lucky signs.

Bang Yak-ran obtained ten fortune cards according to the fate that was given to her.

Although they are not spirits, each and every one of them is brave enough to fight a tiger.

“You protect the Beast King and the Priestess. Now is the time for us to protect them. It is a mission that is perhaps more important and dangerous than battle.”

“……all right.”

Bang Yak-ran nodded and turned her gaze far to the north.

“When on earth is this guy Dammyung coming? If he’s got the dragon’s seal, he needs to pay the sealing fee. Maybe he’ll be the next Beast King… … .”