Became the Blind Male Lead in a Reversed World - Became the Blind Male Lead in a Reversed World chapter 45

45 – Battle of Episode 45

1.

A Blood Demon heading towards the land of death with 60 priests.

As they approached, an overwhelming amount of magic overwhelmed them.

Some of them even passed out due to the magic.

However,

“I won’t let them pass out.”

“Crrunch..!”

The Blood Demon forcibly amplified their blood, moving them against their will.

And at long last, he found it.

A huge pit that he had been guarding since he became a Blood Demon.

“Black Dragon. I came to swallow you.”

There were creepy trees all around, and crows were sitting everywhere nearby.

Even in the empty lot without those scary trees, there was a bottomless pit created by constant magic. It was a death pit that went on and on.

At the same time. Cheonma Gang Cheon-ah knew…

“…..Did you say that the Hyulma has already started moving.”

The elder of the magical sect nodded his head and tried to please Cheon-ah by speaking persuasive words, but she gestured for him to stop.

“Jang Myung-soon… What is Yuadokjon doing?”

The elder Cheon-yeong, who handles black crows and black water, closed one healthy eye and opened the empty other eye.

There was nothing in that eye, yet he could share the gaze of the crows.

“Yuadokjon is dealing with Simbeop in the Central Plains.”

“You’re not interested in the Black Dragon’s corpse. Where is Okhwang’s child?”

“That… We couldn’t find his whereabouts on the continent.”

“…What?”

Cheon-ah’s eyes narrowed fiercely.

“The last place he was found was the home of Han Arin, a disciple of Jijon Cheonghongchu. But it seems like some unknown force took him and left.”

“Unknown force…? All the unknown forces would have gathered in the Central Plains.”

The gods of war, who know that they will all have a big showdown in the Central Plains, are waiting there.

Although it could be a shortcut that takes away their lives.

It seemed like the work of an unknown force.

So the doubt grew even more.

Is it a kidnapping? Even after hearing the news that Okhwang’s child was kidnapped by an unknown force, is Yuadokjon just guarding the Central Plains quietly?

That old woman wouldn’t do that.

“Well, whatever. It doesn’t matter. As long as we absorb the Black Dragon’s corpse, it doesn’t matter what happens.”

Cheon-ah stood up from her throne and spoke.

“Prepare for our expedition.”

“What does that mean…”

Zzirit. Cheon-ah stared at the elder with a sinister look.

“Don’t make me say it twice. I’m telling you to depart before that lousy Hyulgonyeon, who is nothing more than a child’s play in the blood sect, can defile the Black Dragon’s corpse.”

“Yes…yes! Thank you for your generous commandment that exceeds the entire world! I will prepare immediately!”

2.

“Sigh…”

Jang Myung-soon sighed.

It had been over a month since she last saw her grandson.

I went to treat my sister, who I couldn’t tell if she was sick or addicted to opium, and her descendant had gone to some strange place.

Continuously practicing control over my mind through meditation, and storing up strength.

The letter contained various words.

“…….Don’t worry about that grandma and take care of yourself first. Ugh, sigh.”

The letter was filled with crooked handwriting and (?) his own worries.

Among those worries, there was an extreme suggestion to leave the central plains.

And there was also one “gift”.

“Eunho. This damn grandson. If you don’t want to see your grandma’s blood pressure go up and die, come back quickly.”

Today, I longed to see my father.

Even the children who had already left.

Eunho. It’s me. Despite prioritizing you as a new family member…

“I also… have an inevitable duty to protect those who have branched out in this continent, not just the central plains, under the influence of the martial arts alliance.”

If Eunho is in danger, he will abandon them and flee at any time…

Unless the situation calls for a complete balance.

“This celestial irreverent child. He doesn’t kneel to the martial sect.”

The decisive moment is approaching within two weeks.

It was the intuition of a martial artist.

At the same time.

ㅡhehehehe! hehehehe..

ㅡKekkek! Kekkek..!

ㅡhahahaha!!!!!

ㅡWar!! Where is the war!!

The many gazes observing from above the clouds. It was also information that the gods of war revealed and could be considered accurate.

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Kekkek..! Kekkek..!

I shudder at the sight of those who resemble corpses, making a sound as if blood is boiling, approaching the pit.

Basically, he is the god of festivals.

Like opium or drugs. Or maybe pickpocketing, or rather, witnessing the dark aspect of violence behind the scenes of festivals.

But that’s different.

It was a sight that one would only see in hell.

People walking forcefully, as if jumping into the fire like moths, and falling into the pits.

Won Eo Dae Cheongapproached Eunho trembling with scales.

[Eunho Gong, how are you feeling?]

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“Well, how am I feeling? Hmm… I’m not particularly bad. But… it’s not a great feeling to hear the sounds of people suffering.”

[Is it because you’re a member of Okhwang’s faction? You seem to have immunity to magic.]

“So… is Cheonhee going to kill them all?”

[Eunho Gong, there might be some who can be revived in the Magic Association. Only those with contaminated feet can, but they are still not normal because they are subjected to drugs and brainwashing.]

“But still… I hope Cheonhee doesn’t take on such a burden.”

Won Eo Dae Cheongcomforted him, saying it was an unnecessary worry.

[Telling an assassin not to take on the profession of killing is like telling someone not to eat. How about praying for the survival of the assassins instead? It’s like hoping that they return safely.]

“…Okay.”

Eunho obediently sat down and began to pray.

Suddenly, he thought of his sister from his past life.

She lived by praying, not knowing whether she would be able to survive… and in the end, she was killed by a car accident.

A deity who repays in such a way… Would they really look after our sister properly?

He didn’t know.

At least Cheonhee…

-Eunho. Are you okay?

Yeonna.

-…Come back safely, no matter what.

Yahwa.

-Gongja, let’s have a meal together next time.

Arini.

-Eunho, you crazy bastard!!! Hurry up and come back!

“hehehe…”

Well… Halmeoni.

Such new connections… I can only hope that they won’t die in vain.

Even if it’s meaningless, in the end, all I could do as a weak person was pray.

I wonder if Halmeoni understood the intention behind the gift I gave her.

It seemed to have started.

Close to a thousand priests and offerings.

The offerings were whipped and driven into the pit.

Among them, there seemed to be some with sane minds.

“I hate it!!! Noooo!!”

*Splat.*

However, they all kicked and entered the pit.

The offerings regretted entering the Blood Altar only now, as they tried to climb out of the pit. But it was not an easy task to climb up the hellish pit that resembled an ant’s nest.

All the offerings went in.

The magic became denser than ever before.

The blood altar shone brightly. It reveled in the sea of flowing blood, laughing so hard that its mouth would tear apart.

This was a kind of dilution process.

Because the blood containing the essence of magic was so concentrated, after sending many offerings into the pit, their blood was diluted.

The priests began to chant meaningless spells.

Even the Blood Altar herself was so foggy and confused that she thought those spells had effects. However, at least the dilution process caused by the blood had an effect.

At that moment, something approached, splitting the wind.

*Swoosh!*

The priests burst forth and scattered like eggs thrown from a great height.

The Blood Altar opened her eyes wide, witnessing those who had vanished perfectly, leaving no trace of corpses.

“Jacha? Why would Jacha…”

However, she didn’t feel tense. The reason why the Blood Altar avoided Jacha was simply that it was troublesome for her to get involved. Even she risked danger when the gods of war lurking in the half-realm gathered around her.

The black-haired Jacha in front of her was the only one.

Blood Altar wasn’t such a simple existence to be defeated by a mere Jacha.

At least, that’s what she believed.

“《Spear of Heavenly Dragon Formation》.”

As the fiery essence of purification swung, the dark sky turned red.

Numerous priests were purified by the flames.

“You insignificant Jacha…! Do not stop my reign!!”

《Blood Sect Spell: First Form – Blood Ignition》

Resentful blood surged from the ground, transforming into petals and fluttering towards Cheonhee.

“Heh. This is the first time I’ve heard a human calling a Yacha insignificant,” Cheon-hee retorted in disbelief, dodging attacks by flying through the air.

The scattered flower petals bloomed into blood flowers in the air, blocking Cheon-hee from flying freely.

Thwack!!

“[Deep Sea]!”

Before the sky was filled with flowers, Cheon-hee used a technique she had learned from Hana-rin near the Blood Demon to wrap her opponent’s senses with her aura.

However.

Kak!

It was useless against the Blood Demon, who protected their senses by wrapping their own body with ki.

The whip sword ripped through Cheon-hee’s clothes.

“Tsk.”

The Blood Demon’s whip sword and Cheon-hee’s aura danced.

Bang! Thwack! Bang!

“[Blood Art 2nd Form: Blood-Dispelling Sword]!”

The Blood Demon’s blood sprayed, then began to show hallucinations.

Although the method and principle were different, the attack was no different from HwanGeom.

As the Blood Demon and Cheon-hee did not want to fight in close combat with each other, they continued to send out restraining attacks.

The difference was that Cheon-hee’s restraints were significant. Every time she hit with her restraints, her forces were drained.

On the other hand, the Blood Demon’s attacks were closer to evasion-based avoidance that did not allow close-quarters combat.

Cheon-hee was probably the stronger of the two, but she couldn’t afford to be careless and prolong the fight.

Even at this moment, the blood flowers were invading the space, making it difficult for Cheon-hee to move.

Yacha’s body was known for being sturdy, but she couldn’t expect to endure all the attacks and come out unscathed, like at Hana-rin’s house.

The confrontation with the Blood Demon was undoubtedly in Cheon-hee’s favor, but… she couldn’t expect to receive sincere attacks and come out unharmed.

“[Radiant Blood Abyss]!”

“[Three Lights of the Thousand Heavens]!”

Three balls of light fell from the sky.

For the Blood Demon, a whirlwind of bloody debris began to collide with each other.