Chronicles of the Demon Faction - Chapter 909



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Side story 259. Devouring desire (3)

Teeeeing!!

A sharp needle flew in with a sharp sound, lost its power, and bounced away.

Before he knew it, Lee Cheon-sang’s eyes, which had been blocking the Seven Night Sword with its sheath, began to fill with true magic energy.

Dongjun smiled from afar.

“I guess it’s not working.”

“… … .”

“See you later.”

And so Dongjun disappeared.

Lee Cheon-sang did not chase him. If a fight broke out, he intended to kill him with all his might, but there was no reason to start a fight first.

At least, for now.

‘Strong.’

Lee Cheon-sang looked down at his left hand.

The left hand holding the Seven Night Sword was trembling slightly. The sharp needle that had been thrown that far away was filled with unimaginable magical energy.

It was meaningless to simply discuss the skills of being one or two levels above him. His martial arts skills using a fan were amazing, but his skills in throwing hidden weapons were also top-notch. I couldn’t figure out where he learned such skills.

‘It’s not an unknown martial art. But it’s still strong. This is because the skill of the secret technique itself is amazing, even before it becomes an unknown skill.’

And Lee Cheon-sang realized. The reason why Dong-jun had thrown away the secret weapon at the end.

It would be nice if he died with this move, but it wouldn’t have mattered if he didn’t die.

‘Does that mean I can kill you anytime, anywhere?’

He used his dark technique without making a sound. If he can use his dark technique to this extent, his method of eliminating his own presence must also be very excellent.

In other words, I was telling you that if I decide to assassinate you, you will get tired. At the same time, I was telling you to be careful because you never know when I might come for you.

The skills of someone who spends each day feeling tense are bound to continuously decline.

‘How cunning.’

He certainly seemed smart. At least he wasn’t bad at strategic things.

But his confidence was too much.

‘The moment you came to know me, I also got to know you well.’

He who gazes into the abyss must be prepared to be reflected in the abyss himself.

Dongjun wasn’t ready for that. Thanks to that, Lee Cheon-sang decided to become a silent abyss.

‘I guess I’ll be busy again.’

There was no ambush until he came down the hill and entered Jamiru.

* * *

The next day.

While processing a few documents, Baekgolshinma suddenly felt an unknown aura.

Saaak.

I felt like my hair was standing on end.

The eyes of the White Bone Demon grew deeper.

It was a feeling I hadn’t felt in a long time. So I couldn’t help but feel nervous.

‘Did you finally move?’

It was unexpected, if anything. I thought I would spend my entire life locked up in my residence, observing the world with a discerning gaze, and then end my life.

After a while.

“Elder. Outside right now… … .”

“I know.”

In response to the words of the man belonging to the Thousand Mile Army, the White Bone God placed the letters aside.

“It will take about this much time. Tell the men below to prepare a table of drinks in the pavilion, and invite him there.”

“All right.”

As Mine left, the White Bone Demon’s eyes became sharp.

‘Why at this point?’

I don’t know how many years it’s been since I’ve been out in the world.

Of course, compared to the vast world, the Cheonmasingyo was too small to say such a thing. However, when you think about the years you spent confined to your home, it wouldn’t be awkward to say that you came out into the world.

‘I really don’t get it.’

But one thing was certain.

At some point, the time came when another storm would blow within the Cheonmasin Church, which was undergoing great change.

‘He’ was such a being. He was a giant who made everyone watch his every move just by taking one step out.

After quickly organizing the documents, Baekgolshinma put on his clothes and went outside.

hook.

Why is that?

The countless sights of sponsorship I had seen felt unfamiliar.

Even though it was broad daylight, the sky seemed dark. It didn’t seem like there were many clouds, but I still felt that way.

The air was cold and gloomy. Each step I took felt like I was walking down a dark road with no way to see ahead.

The eyes of the White Bone Demon flashed.

An old man was seen emptying his glass while his back was turned on the table. He was a guest who had taken a drink before the host had even arrived. However, perhaps because of his unique presence, he did not seem that rude.

‘It really came out.’

Neatly styled white hair.

The straight back reminded me of bamboo. It was a strange atmosphere that made people tense just by looking at it.

The white bone god who had been walking silently finally climbed up onto the pavilion.

“It’s been a long time.”

“Huh? Heh heh, you’re here already.”

It was really nice to hear the low laughter.

It was the voice of a wise old man who had overcome all the hardships of the world and found peace. It seemed that anyone who heard that voice would be disarmed.

But the White Bone God did not let his guard down. No, he became even more tense.

‘I guess I wasn’t just playing around.’

It’s gotten stronger. Stronger than it was ten years ago.

Even the breath he exhaled seemed to be filled with darkness. What was invisible to others was visible to the eyes of the White Bone Demon.

“I realized this after I opened the cork. It is not polite for a guest to pour and drink alcohol first at a table without an owner. Since I rarely meet people, I have forgotten many of the manners of the world, so I hope you will be generous and understand.”

“It’s okay.”

The White Bone God sat comfortably across from the old man.

The old man smiled faintly. His appearance was so fitting for the phrase, “a whirlwind of emotions.”

“How many years has it been? Ten years? Eleven years?”

“It’s the first time since the current leader ascended to the throne, so it must have been over ten years.”

Even though he spoke of the leader of the time, the old man did not even blink an eye. At least, it was not something that the old man could just ignore, but his expression and prayer were extremely silent.

Looking at that sight, Baekgol Shinma realized something else.

‘It became more ambiguous.’

One whose prayers are dark, damp, cold and unpleasant, like a nickname.

But the moment they accept that prayer, they will realize that the night is longer than the day in this world. Those who accept the comfort of the night are the ones who can live properly in this world.

One of the ten Demon Kings of his time and the oldest among them.

No, he was not only the Demon King, but also the oldest active Mine. Even if you add up all the retired Mine, there would only be a handful of people older than this old man.

He is a master who shares the title of divine demon with the White Bone Demon, the Bloodthirsty Demon, and the Ten Swords Demon among the Ten Demon Kings, and is a master of the generation who realized the ultimate demon the fastest among the demon kings.

It was the appearance of Wangin, the demon of the dark night.

“Ten years… … When I hear that, it really has been a long time. I am already over ninety years old. I have not seen you for more than a decade of my life, so I guess there must be another reason why I am so happy.”

After finishing speaking, the king smiled and filled the glass again.

Every single action, from pouring the filled glass straight to my lips and then putting it back down, felt so natural.

Even though it is an informal movement, there is a strange sense of formality. And yet, an infinitely free spirit is glimpsed. This can be felt in the simple act of filling and emptying a glass.

The eyes of the White Bone Demon shook.

‘I knew he had gotten stronger the moment I met him… … .’

Traces of enlightenment that emerge from actions.

It is a supreme realm that leaves an impression of the difference in level the moment you witness it. Baekgolshinma realized that Wangin’s skills had reached a level that was different from that of the other Ten Demon Kings.

‘What kind of years have I lived through to become so changed?’

Even though he would have to risk his life to fight, Baek Bone Shinma was confident that he could defeat Baek Heon. Baek Heon probably felt the same way.

But when he faced the king like this, the White Bone God Demon decided that he did not want to fight him.

Regardless of whether I win or lose, it takes away even the thought of fighting. It’s not a matter of skill. The enlightenment I’ve achieved is so deep that I don’t think I’ll be able to show my skills even if a fight breaks out.

‘This is incredible. Has the person known as the Moonlight of the Magical World even read the Taoist scriptures? What is this strange atmosphere…?’

At that time, the king said.

“Why, it’s been so long since we last met. Would you like to have a drink too?”

“I guess so.”

The White Bone God sighed and filled his glass.

“You were strong before, but now you’re completely different. What training have you done over the past ten years to make such progress?”

“Haha, you guy. Even if you only reach the level of a great demon, it is difficult to advance through simple cultivation. That is our realm. What about cultivation?”

“Have you read the Taoist scriptures? Why don’t you feel like fighting?”

The king’s eyes widened.

“This guy? He was thinking of fighting with someone he hadn’t seen in ten years?”

He burst out laughing.

He probably understood what I meant. It was probably just a joke, but Baekgolshinma couldn’t help but laugh.

The White Bone God, who had just finished his drink, asked directly.

“Why has the One who has been born in this world for ten years come to this human dwelling?”

“It’s disappointing to say that. I’m not very sociable, so I was awkward with the elders, but I thought that our relationship wasn’t bad.”

“Don’t you know that ten years is a period in which a friend can become an enemy, and an enemy can become a friend?”

“Oh, are you going to treat me like an enemy?”

“At least it wasn’t a fabrication, so there’s no reason for us to become enemies. No, I wish that were the case.”

Any further vague answers would mean rejection.

The eyes of the White Bone Demon grew deeper.

“I believe that even though you are locked up in your residence, you are aware of everything that goes on in the world.”

The king smiled and nodded.

“Yeah, I know.”

“I heard you were with the lanterns.”

“He follows me a lot. But his true feelings are probably a little different.”

“Your ability to see people is as good as your enlightenment.”

“Heh heh heh.”

“So, why did you come to see this person at this time of all times?”

The king, having emptied his glass once more, sighed lightly.

“Hey, Baekgol.”

“Speak.”

“The previous leader was a great man who sacrificed his life for our sect. As you know, that’s right.”

The previous leader.

He speaks of the True White Demon Lord, who is also the King’s priest. A stronger tension appears on the White Bone God’s face.

“I know. You were the lord of us all, and even now my heart is turned towards your will.”

“I know. You are a loyal person. Your loyalty and your affection for the new religion are the best in the entire church.”

“… … .”

“But sometimes, that loyalty and devotion can ruin the religion.”

Woohoo!

The eyes of the White Bone Demon became sharp.

“So what are you trying to say?”

The king’s answer was shocking.

“You can retire after this is over.”

“… … ?!”

“Of course, I’m not just saying this to you. I’m thinking of going to Gwanghyeol and Sipgeom and urging them to retire.”

What is this all of a sudden?

“You’re joking too much.”

“I’m not joking, and I’m not asking you guys to do this alone.”

The king’s face became increasingly serious.

“I came here now, carrying a sack. I came here to carry you, Gwanghyeol, and the Ten Swords in that sack. Naturally, I will also go through the retirement process.”

The White Bone God shook his head.

“If you have come into the world after ten years, think about whether there is anything better you can do for our school. I will leave such useless talk as a joke.”

“Like I said, it’s not a joke.”

Woof woof woof!!

The glasses and food on the table began to clank.

The prayer of the White Bone Demon became extremely cold.

“What if you don’t want to do it?”

A gloomy magic flashed through the king’s eyes.

“You will realize through your own bodies what I have been doing while I was locked up in my residence for ten years.”