Chronicles of the Demon Faction - Chapter 892



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Side story 242. Civil war, civil war (2)

Flash!

A single ray of light cut through the darkness and the heads of three criminal party members were blown away.

They didn’t know how they died until the moment they died. It was that secretive, and that fast.

‘Is the above organized?’

It would have been natural. Now, Lee Cheon-sang was stronger than himself.

‘We have to prepare for the one-in-a-million-case scenario. We have to reduce the number of people as much as possible.’

Although he had made up his mind to come here, Do-heon found it difficult to ignore the small discomfort that was lingering in a corner of his heart.

In war, sympathy is taboo. Once a battle breaks out, it is right to kill all the enemy soldiers you see. If you spare their lives with a pitiful feeling of sympathy, the enemy’s sword will fly into your heart.

To Do-heon, this situation was no different from war. Naturally, he had to deal with the waiting criminals.

but.

‘… … .’

Do-heon’s hand twitched.

They belong to the Criminal Party, but at the same time, they are members of the Cheonmasin Church. No matter how righteous they may be, they are all members of the same family in a broad sense.

‘Let’s not think of useless thoughts.’

Do-heon unknowingly held onto his feelings of weakness.

‘For now, I’m just doing what I can.’

That was when.

hook.

The heat was felt before the smell.

Although they were far apart, Doheon’s magic was sensitive enough to read the fire energy.

‘Got it.’

Sooner or later, the firearm will burn down the office and focus the attention of the criminal justice system.

Paaak!

Do-heon quickly climbed to the top floor and looked down.

A commotion began to arise throughout the previously quiet building.

“What is it? It’s hot… … .”

“Is there a fire somewhere?”

The whispering sound reached Doheon’s ears without fail.

‘also.’

If it had been him before, it would have been difficult to know the exact content even if he could hear something.

Learning the Assassin’s skill at So-gong’s suggestion was a great help. I learned stealth techniques that I could use in real combat, but the immediate advantage I felt as a warrior was that my five senses became much more acute.

Not everyone can become like that just because they learn it. And the time was short. That meant that Do-heon’s understanding of the assassin was outstanding.

After a while.

“What, what?!”

“This is the Lord’s office!”

“Your Majesty!”

Party members came out of their rooms and started to climb up to the top floor office.

Do-heon glanced back. A reddish light flickered repeatedly through the slightly open crack of the door.

‘That’s it.’

Those coming up now were the top leaders of the criminal law party.

In other words, they are people who have committed countless illegal acts in accordance with orders outside of official duties. They say they had no choice because they were orders from their superiors, but they were also people who did not need to be feared.

“omg!”

“Who, who are you?!”

Flash!

Doheon’s sword drew six lines.

The line of slaughter that had engulfed the entire corridor cut through the bodies of five party members who rushed towards it.

It was the true spirit technique that the madmen had mastered, but it was much sharper and more vicious than the existing techniques. It would not be an exaggeration to say that it was almost a different martial art, with only the style being similar.

This was Doheon’s own True Young Sword, which he had modified to his own liking, and which he had created by adding the Black Horse’s assassination and the one-hit, fatal swordsmanship. This was truly worthy of being called the true True Young Sword, as the swift and decisive swordsmanship was truly a work of art.

‘Come more.’

I regained my composure for a moment. Thinking that Lee Cheon-sang was behind me, I resolved to kill the men who rushed at me without fail.

“Who are you!”

Flash! Bam!

My head was blown off and my sternum was broken.

The pinnacle of the true spirit of Taoism was unfolding. Although it was not a martial art that could be considered the highest level, it contained the restrained style that was the foundation of all Taoism in the world.

Even if it is not the best martial arts, when you see the end, it becomes a skill that is unparalleled in the world.

Pubberbuck! Pubberbuck!

As soon as they entered with the possessed sword, they were all killed, and before long, there were more than twenty dismembered corpses rolling around on the floor.

“No! There’s an expert!”

“Throw a smoke bomb!”

pop!

Dark smoke billowed from the side of the hallway, which was turning at a right angle.

At that moment, Do-heon immediately turned around and blew the office door open.

Crunch!

A terrible heat surged from inside the broken door. Do-heon, who had protected himself from the fire that was penetrating his inner energy, went straight inside.

There were two thousand people and Gongmu-oe.

The Seven Night Swords of the Two Heavenly Kings pierced Gongmu-oe’s abdomen. However, Gongmu-oe did not die.

Do-heon could tell at a glance that it was not because he had a strong life outside of his official duties, but because Lee Cheon-sang had not killed him.

Phew!

The qi flowing through the pierced abdomen was causing terrible pain to the body outside of the official duties.

The expression on his face as he trembled and even foamed at the mouth was the best. His two eyes turned white, and his left foot and right hand were engulfed in flames and burned in real time.

Sigh.

Lee Cheon-sang, who had recovered the Seven Nights Sword, poked the abdominal acupoints outside of Gongmu. Then, his abdominal muscles contracted and the internal organs that were about to pop out went back in.

That alone is enough. No one outside of public service will die.

At least for now.

hook!

As Lee Cheon-sang, who was carrying a public office, jumped out the window, Do-heon followed right behind.

“Bring water! We have to put out the fire!”

“Where is the lord? Where is the lord?!”

“Damn it! He’s not here! Find the lord!”

The city of Busan was shaken by criminals who didn’t even know who had done it.

Not long ago, the two were unable to infiltrate or escape covertly, and had to take an official hostage to escape.

But not now. The two, whose skills had improved significantly since then, fooled the eyes of the elite members of the Criminal Law Party and leisurely escaped.

The chess board was overturned.

* * *

As soon as we entered the alley far from the criminal court, Do-heon asked.

“Why did you do that?”

Originally, the plan was to knock out the Gongmu-oe, set fire to lure the top leaders of the Criminal Law Party, kill them to weaken their power, and then run away together. In other words, torturing the Gongmu-oe was not a prerequisite in the first place.

“I did it without knowing.”

Doheon’s eyes sparkled.

Did I do that without realizing it? Those weren’t words that should have come out of the mouth of Lee Cheon-sang, who sees the world with his head and not his heart.

He was the type of person who always had to have a reasonable reason for his actions or words. With that one word, Do-heon could tell that Lee Cheon-sang had already become something close to a human.

“Let’s go first.”

“Please wait a moment.”

“hmm?”

Lee Cheon-sang, who had carelessly thrown away his official duties, stuck his head out of the alley.

For a moment, his eyes sparkled. He saw a small light blinking in the distance.

‘Once, twice, three times… … I see.’

It was Seopil’s signal.

Lee Cheon-sang checked the condition outside of the official duties. The condition was perfect, including the blood transfusion, blood loss, and even the contraction of the abdominal muscles.

“You carry the official’s luggage and go to Elder Baekgol’s residence.”

“What? Then what about you?”

“If it weren’t for you, I would have been busier. Fortunately, I have you, so I can go straight to the second operation.”

“The second operation?”

“There’s no time to explain. Get moving.”

It was as Lee Cheon-sang said. Of all places, they set fire to the office of the head of the criminal law party and even killed party members. There was no good in staying in a place like this for too long.

“Instead, when you go, take the alley and go around as much as possible.”

“Okay, I’ll see you later.”

With those words, Do-heon and Gongmu-oe disappeared.

Lee Cheon-sang took out a flute smaller and wider than the palm of his hand from his bosom and played it.

Beep.

The sound mixed with internal energy was not audible to the ears of ordinary minions. Only minions trained to read the unique sound waves could hear it.

After a while.

The flickering light brightened and spun around in a circle.

Lee Cheon-sang came straight out of the alley.

“What, what is it?”

“Wow… … It’s on fire?”

“Crazy, it’s the Criminal Court! What’s going on all of a sudden?!”

Along with the blazing flames, black smoke rose. The sound of the wooden building burning was also quite loud. There was no way the Mines could not hear it.

Mines coming out of the building and gathering around the criminal court, mines watching from a much further distance, and mines moving busily to report to their superiors.

It was truly a diverse place. If this place wasn’t Cheonmasingyo, I would have thought it was some author’s night street with a lot of people.

Lee Cheon-sang walked leisurely through them. Because there were so many people, no one paid attention to him, who had lost his presence.

He moved quickly and reached the Hwanheewon building.

‘It’s not too late.’

A secret presence was felt around Hwanheewon.

Surprisingly, their skills were on par with those of the six continents’ adjutants. There were as many as twenty masters of that level.

And, one of them’s prayers was particularly clear and deep. It was not like someone who had mastered magic.

‘A true master.’

She is one step ahead of even the witch of Borax. Her instincts were telling her.

‘Quickly, before any more come… … .’

That was when.

Jinmagong’s flexible magic energy spread out in all directions and read the movements of other masters.

‘There’s more?!’

Surprisingly, there was one master who was as strong as Choi Jeong, and another master who was even stronger. Although they were quite a distance away from Hwanheewon, I could feel their eyes secretly watching Hwanheewon.

‘I don’t feel the prayer.’

The distance was too far. If you decide to raise your spirits, you will be able to know what kind of prayer you have, but if you do that, the other person will also have no choice but to become aware of your existence.

‘There’s no choice. I have no choice but to move right now.’

It was not a time to move cautiously.

Flash!

He climbed over the wall of the Hwanheewon in one breath and hid himself in the shadows. It was in the direction close to Wonju’s office.

‘Coming.’

Lee Cheon-sang chose Chil-ya-do.

Even though it was pulled out of the armor, the characteristic sword-snapping sound was not heard.

It was possible because he was a true magician. For someone who didn’t specialize in stealth to reduce his presence to this extent, he would have to have reached the ultimate level of magician, or have a soft and calm disposition through training.

‘Can you come on time?’

Maybe, maybe not.

Of course, you should think that it is not true. No, you should have decided that it is not possible and moved forward. That is the mindset of a fighter.

‘Coming.’

Those who approach slowly.

Just then, I felt someone climbing up the wall.

As one person leapt over the wall, about twenty others climbed onto it as if they had been waiting for it. All of them were masters of the art.

Lee Cheon-sang closed his eyes.

‘Not yet.’

I only used my five senses, except for sight, so I could feel the enemy’s movements much better.

‘How careful.’

With their new method, they could climb over the wall in an instant. But they were slow. It was their will to not make even the slightest sound just in case.

‘middle.’

But that was only for a moment.

As we passed the middle of the wall, their movements began to get faster and faster.

‘Upper.’

and.

Flash!

Lee Cheon-sang’s eyes were filled with fire.

Of the twenty masters, ten came down over the wall like rainwater, while the other ten flew into the sky.

At that moment, the Seven Night Sword, darker than a shadow, was swung with the power of the Blood Wind and Five Foods.

Pubbububububububu!!

Five gusts of crimson wind tore apart ten flying masters, spewing out a maddening smell of blood.

It was an overwhelming force. He hid without a trace and then used the martial arts considered the strongest in the new religion, and the bodies of ten of the best masters were mercilessly destroyed.

And at that moment.

The masters who had climbed down the wall swung their swords at Lee Cheon-sang.