Beastly and Fearlessly - Chapter 89



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Episode 89

“Ugh, gasp.”

The only arm of the old man was shaking.

There are six corpses of bloodthirsty men lying at his feet.

There are still four left.

Back when he had two arms, he was the Beast King’s favorite warrior.

He fought on the battlefield as close as he could to the Beast King, with the nickname of Gwanghyeolsura.

But time passed, and the bravest warrior in the Beast Palace grew old.

“Is this all I got after receiving the great law of the Blood Cult by receiving the soul? Heh. I thought I had received some great power. Those bastards who can’t achieve anything on their own. Heh.”

But the price of fighting six Bloodthirsty Demons in a narrow hallway, with the priestess behind him, was not small.

The wound on her thigh had already exposed the white bone, and the wound on her chest made it difficult to even breathe.

And then there was the red blood that kept covering my vision.

“The old man who only has one arm is really skilled.”

One of the guys who had been watching the situation from the back stepped forward.

A different vibe from the guys I’ve faced so far.

“Oh. You’re the strongest one. That bastard Head was hiding behind the scenes and watching his comrades die? Tch. You piece of trash.”

“Comrade? Hehe.”

The old man’s white eyebrows twitched at the boy’s words.

The blood-blooded man remembers his martial arts skills from before the Great Law.

So, even though they are the same blood-type mines, there is a difference in their strength.

Even if this guy hadn’t received Dafa, he would have already earned the reputation of being a master.

‘I guess I haven’t been training enough. I’m already exhausted after dealing with just a few of these brats… … .’

I looked back.

A woman he must protect.

It was like that then, and it is like that now.

“Whew. This time it won’t end with just one arm… … .”

Well, what if my throat gets cut off?

As a warrior of the Beast Palace, I have never once feared death.

But now I have to hold on because I have a woman to protect.

Until the last guy’s neck is cut off.

“Go inside your room because you’re being so noisy, you old hag.”

“No. I’ll just watch from here.”

“Anyway, if you insist on it, then stay far away from me.”

The labor union pulled up the last of its remaining energy.

His sword had a faint black aura.

It was as if it contained the energy of a demon who brought the wicked to their knees.

Tadah!

The four remaining wall-blood mines rushed in at the same time.

Nosa also bit his lower lip and stepped on the pedestal.

thud!

Perhaps this is the last swordsmanship he will show.

Chae-chaeng, chae-chaeng, chae-chaeng.

In an instant, the surrounding area was filled with sword light.

A soft light like moonlight filled the dark hallways of Cheoningak.

Kyungcheongeomhae Jeyuk Chosik. Full moon.

Moonlight shines on everything you see.

This may be a delusion that no one can discern.

The only illusion sword among the eight types of Kyungcheongeomhae

The final attack, unleashed with all the remaining strength.

“Ugh. What, what is this… … .”

The heads of three of the four remaining bloodthirsty demons were rolling on the floor.

Now there’s only one left.

That guy’s whole body is covered in blood, having been stabbed.

Wounds that wouldn’t be strange if I collapsed right now.

But the labor-management situation was more serious.

He had already lost consciousness and was falling down, having poured all his energy into it.

The priestess hurriedly ran to the collapsing old man and hugged him.

Ugh.

One of the surviving bloodthirsty monsters vomited black blood.

“Wow, wow. I didn’t know there was such a sword technique in the Beast Palace. It’s amazing that he was able to perform such an amazing sword technique with that body. But what can I do? I survived. Hehehe.”

Grrrrr.

The sound of a bastard approaching, dragging his sword on the floor.

He showed great performance against ten wall-blooded demons, but in the end, he only left one behind.

One bloodthirsty man decapitates two people.

“Do you have anything to say before you die?”

I asked the priestess.

Her gaze, as she held the unconscious old man in her arms, was directed toward the end of the dark hallway.

As if I saw something in the empty darkness where there was no one.

“Kuuuu. Where are you looking? You should be looking at me cutting off your neck.”

Despite the urging of the bloodthirsty mine, her gaze was still directed into the darkness.

And then he slowly opened his mouth with a warm smile.

“You’ve got some really brave guys, kid… … .”

The blood-stained man turned around at the priestess’ incomprehensible words.

In the pitch-black darkness, something whitish was rushing towards him.

Without a sound or a trace.

Kwaaaaang!

Ten fangs bared by the clouds swooped down on the back of his neck.

After that, Bang Yak-ran was seen running towards me with a short dagger.

The engraved seal on her shoulder glowed faintly.

* * *

I ran like crazy with Nok Seung-seo.

At this very moment, a warrior from the Beast Palace may be falling, bleeding.

“Phew… … .”

A hill overlooking the battlefield.

The blood demons that filled that vast plain.

And among them, warriors numbering a hundred fight like madmen.

In particular, the path leading to the Beast Palace was completely blocked by Baekbu and Cheolwoongdan.

And the bear-like warriors blocking the gate.

“We’ve arrived at Sayeongandongdo.”

In the direction the Nokseungseo was pointing, there were about a hundred warriors wearing dark green furs made of some kind, shooting arrows like crazy.

Especially the man holding the huge iron bow.

All the flying arrows pierced the heads of the Blood Demons.

A skill that can be called divine.

“You have great archery skills.”

But there are still many families that have not yet arrived on the battlefield.

“It won’t be easy to break through, but I wonder how long I can hold out… … .”

At that moment, Nok Seung-seo shouted.

“Look over there!”

A place where a small whirlpool is created in the middle of a battlefield dense with monsters.

Blood demons were flying in all directions after being hit by the greatsword swinging with tremendous force.

“father…….”

Beside him, twenty men of the Iron Corps led by Kwak Deung-un were displaying the appearance of a great warrior.

But in a completely isolated state.

“Your father, or rather, Lord Namcheon Damdong? He must have been heading that way when he got stranded.”

There was a peaceful area that was quite different from the battlefield where fierce fighting was taking place.

A hill with a clear view of the battlefield.

A man wearing a magnificent robe sits on a large chair and looks down at the battlefield.

“You are the leader of the blood cult… … .”

Perhaps my father was trying to end this war by beheading that guy with the iron sword.

As a result, I was isolated in the middle of the endless waves of Blood Demons.

Now it’s decided what I have to do.

“Green Tiger! From now on, our goal is to make way for the isolated warriors of Namcheon Damdong.”

He nodded.

“Do you understand what I said earlier?”

“Don’t worry. I’ll clean up all the guys that are following you and getting in your way.”

As expected, he is my best friend.

He stood up from his seat and picked up the rock salt.

It’s time to show your enemies the true power of the Red Dragon you obtained from Myorim.

The legacy left by the past Emperor Amryong to the South.

If it was a firework until now, it will be a flame from now on… … .

Awaken the power of the red dragon.

The dark-colored rock salt burned red as if it had just been taken from the blacksmith’s furnace.

And from the thing that was positioned next to my heart, a warm feeling spread throughout my body.

Hurrr.

And the flames rising above it.

Flames hotter than hell.

“Ugh… … .”

My whole body feels like it’s on fire.

He spoke to Nok Seung-seo, who was watching the scene with curious eyes.

“Let’s go! Let’s burn all those Blood Cult bastards… … .”

* * *

The Red Lighting Pavilion of the Beast Palace.

The highest pavilion in the Beast Palace.

Where the Beast King resides.

It was given the name Jeokjogak (Red Spot) because it is also the place where the last sun of Namman rests.

A pavilion that creates a shadow that resembles the shape of a dragon throughout the entire palace when the red sunset falls.

Ten blood-blooded men were moving cautiously above the shadow of the long pavilion.

The target is the Beast King Jinjungak who is staying in the enemy’s territory.

“Our leader will soon be taking his place here. Hehe.”

“They say he’s a guy who just lies there waiting to die, but he doesn’t even come out to see me. He doesn’t even realize that the Beast Palace guys are dying outside.”

“It would be perfect if we cut off his head and hung him on top of this pavilion. There, for all the savages to see. Hehe.”

“By the way, have you seen Namman’s women? They’re amazing. Hehe. Once this war is over… .”

The people I’m talking to now were called Gwangjeongsamgwi before they joined the Blood Cult.

The three of them went around in groups and raped numerous women.

After that, the trash were chased by the evil spirits and hid in the blood sect of Gyerim Mountain.

After that, he went through the Great Law and was reborn as a blood demon.

No matter what, his evil nature won’t change.

Squeak.

I pushed open the large door and entered the hall.

A spacious space without any common decorations.

High ceilings that make it difficult to gauge the height.

Still air.

Time stands still.

The Beast King is here.

A beast king in name only, lying down and waiting for the day to die.

“Anyway, let’s get this over with quickly. They supposedly serve the Beast King, but now he’s old and sick and there’s no one left to protect him. Hehe.”

“What a pity. If I had come when the Beast King or whatever was in full swing, I could have had a proper fight with him.”

“Why would the leader tell us to cut off their heads? If we create a bloodthirsty monster like us, we’ll become incredible monsters.”

At that moment.

Squeak.

The innermost huge door of the pavilion opened.

And then an old man stumbled out from inside the door.

His long, white hair, tangled in a mess, covered his shoulders, and his once-grand physique had shrunken into a gauntlet.

An old man so tired that even walking seems difficult.

Beast King Jin Jung-ak.

“Hehe. He’s coming out looking for a place to die.”

“I didn’t know that the Beast King who rules over this vast land would be an old man who can barely walk. Hehe.”

“Isn’t that guy not even able to control his poop and pee? Haha!”

An old man standing blankly, staring at them.

A shabby appearance that puts the name of king to shame.

“Looking at that old man, I can’t help but think that this new body I’ve acquired is amazing. This body that doesn’t age or get tired. Of course, it’s also perfect for holding women. Hehe.”

“Stop talking nonsense and let’s go and cut the head of the Beast King of the World. Hmph.”

The bloodthirsty demons approached the Beast King.

Now the old and sick Beast King is leaning against the wall, breathing heavily.

He looked at the ten wall-blooded men coming towards him.

For a moment, the last spark of life returned to his eyes.

“These guys!”

A voice so loud and majestic that it’s hard to believe it’s from an old man who’s dying.

Everyone stopped in their tracks at the Beast King’s roar that filled the large hall.

Some wallflowers have voices so loud that they block your ears.

“How dare you engrave your filthy footprints on the sacred beast palace. I will skin you alive!”

And then he started walking towards them on his two hunched legs.

Thud, thud.

Clearly the footsteps of a sick old man who can barely walk.

But the momentum was overwhelming, as if a legendary giant was approaching him.

“Hey, don’t be scared! Your opponent is just an old man who has been given the day to die!”

“Come at it at once!”

Ten bloodthirsty demons rushed in at the same time.

All ten swords in his hand were aimed at his neck.

At that moment, a red aura appeared on the Beast King’s wrinkled fist.

A hot heat that fills a wide space in an instant.

Boom!

Flames burst from his fist.

The three bloodthirsty demons that had been rushing at the very front were blown away like dolls made of clay.

The guys who followed were engulfed in red flames.

The two eyes of the Beast King Jinjungak were burning.

Like a wick burning itself to create the last spark… … .