Chronicles of the Reincarnated Demon God - Chapter 377



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The reincarnation demon temple

Episode 377

Do you know why I am the Dragon King?

“… What, what the hell is this-”

“I guess I’ll have to prepare the chainmail armor and the bow and arrow much earlier than you thought? Hehehe.”

Pilmaon was staring at Yunhui with his mouth wide open when he suddenly came to his senses at the sound of Oh Gwang’s laughter next to him.

“Inspiration, you fooled me!!”

“Hmm? What are you talking about?”

“I knew that guy would learn the Jisalsu and Hwaan Geumjeong skills at such an incredible speed!”

Oh Gwang laughed lightly while pointing at himself.

“Isn’t that guy the one who got fooled an idiot?”

「!?」

“You did the same thing when you stole treasures from me and my brothers in the past.”

“Heeeeeee…!”

“And haven’t I said many times that that guy is talented? You were the same way.”

Oh Gwang shrugged his shoulders and smiled wider.

“But you were the one who boasted that it would not be easy to take Jisalsu or Hwaan Geumjeong.”

「!」

As for Philmaeon, his clothes were about to burst.

The problem was that every word of Oh Gwang’s words was correct.

When he realized that the Jisasu bet was more dangerous than expected, he made it a condition of the bet to go all the way to Hwaan Geumjeong, which was entirely his own choice.

At the time, he thought that even if he could somehow get Jisasu to Unhwi, it would be difficult to get to Hwaan Geumjeong…

‘No, you’re going to turn that around in a month? Does that make sense!?’

Since both of these techniques symbolize the greatness of Jecheon, it was inevitable that it would take considerable time to fully master them.

But Yun-Hwi overturned Pil-Ma-On’s expectations in an instant.

How can a human being be so free in using his thoughts, so skillfully and so skillfully grasping the essence of the Jisalsu and Hwaan Geumjeong?

Especially when he stole the Great Virtue’s technique with his Hwaan Geumjeong wide open just a little while ago, I was really surprised.

That’s something that the main body did in the distant past!

‘That means his talent is on par with his actual body. How can that be possible?!’

Jecheon Daeseong was a fairy born when the spirit energy of heaven and earth was at its purest. Her talent was unparalleled in both heaven and earth.

Even if it is the Jade Emperor.

That is why, since Jecheon Daeseong mastered Hwaan Geumjeong, he has been growing rapidly while competing with countless new gods.

This was because he stole all their methods and images and made them his own.

Because of this, I thought that even in heaven, if things continued like this, it might become really dangerous.

Only after the Buddha and Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva personally intervened was the rebellion of the Great Heavenly King finally brought to an end… … .

The problem was that Yun-Hui was doing the exact same thing.

‘I heard that since the main body was sealed in the Five Elements Mountain, many celestial beings and gods tried to imitate the main body, but they all failed. Clearly.’

Not only was it extremely difficult to obtain Hwaan Geumjeong, but it was even more difficult to develop and improve it.

It was not for nothing that Taesang No-gun classified Hwa-an Geum-jeong as a Geum-gi technique.

‘But clearly this guy’s innate talent isn’t to that extent.’

In fact, if you look at his qualifications alone, he was absolutely not someone that even Jecheon Daeseong would pay attention to.

‘Dang Yun-hwi’s body did not have much talent as a drinker to begin with, and ‘Yeon Yun-hwi’s soul was the same.

‘Even if it’s because of the lion’s eye, it only increases potential and cannot blossom talent to this extent.’

There was something else.

The trigger that made talent blossom.

‘Is it because of Yeong-geun?’

To be exact, it should be seen as a spiritual tree growing from Yunhui’s soul.

As expected, if things were as they were, Yun-Hwi would never have been born with it.

Because originally, being called Younggeun definitely required special ‘conditions’.

‘Damn it… If this continues, it’s really going to be hell!’

Pilmaon really felt like tearing out all his hair.

If things continue like this, I’m really going to lose my Chainmail Armor and Bowunli!

I’m already feeling depressed about what to say to the main body.

If things continued like this, at least the Ohaengsan Millennium Wall Walk was a sure thing… … .

“Well, that doesn’t mean there’s no way.”

At that moment, Pilmaon’s ears perked up at the sound of Oh Gwang mumbling to himself while stroking his mustache with his fingertips.

‘Oh, no! I can’t get caught up in this scam!’

It was certain that Oh Gwang and Un Hui had planned to eat each other up.

So, there must be a trap hidden there too.

So I tried my best not to listen.

“Well, I can’t not say anything because the situation is so unfortunate. But I can’t say anything because if I force it and things go wrong, you’ll blame me. It’s too bad.”

“… W, what is it? What method?”

Pilmaon swallowed dry saliva and glanced at O-Gwang.

I pretended not to care as much as possible, but whispered to myself over and over again.

‘Method! Let’s just listen to the method first! Then you don’t have to do it!’

Oh Gwang smiled as he looked at the fish that had foolishly bitten the bait again.

“That’s-”

“That… thing?”

“No way. If I tell you something and you make a mistake again, won’t you blame me? At this age, I don’t want to be nagged by you again.”

When Oh Gwang waved his hand, Pilmaon’s face suddenly crumpled.

“Then why didn’t you just bring it up in the first place? Just tell me so I won’t hold any grudges!”

“Really? Can you swear it?”

“Ah, I said I would! Just say something first!”

“What… you say that.”

Pilmaon was so blinded by worry that he didn’t notice Oh Gwang’s faint smile.

“I’ll put on a show of force.”

“Inspiration, are you crazy?!”

Geunduun (觔斗雲), along with Gingoa and Yeouibong, was a sacred object and treasure symbolizing Jecheon Daeseong.

But this was also a method.

You could gather or spread as many clouds as you wanted, and when necessary, you could even climb on them and use them as a means of transport to distant places.

As it was a kind of protective method, it was the highest level of public practice that many gods and gods wanted to possess, just like Hwaan Geumjeong.

Pilmaon, who was already on the verge of losing his skills to Jisalsu and Hwaan Geumjeong, jumped with a sense of crisis at the thought of losing another skill that was no less than that.

“Isn’t the Geundouun a technique for summoning clouds? Its mysteriousness is so great that even I, the one who summons the rain clouds, have a hard time grasping its depth. Since it requires attribute power, the approach is completely different from that of the general techniques such as Jisalsu or Hwaan Geumjeong.”

Pilmaon felt his ears opening little by little.

「So, even with a deep understanding of general magic or martial arts, it won’t be easy to learn them. Above all, I heard that you got scolded a lot by Suborijosa while learning them?」

“That, that was it… right?”

「Besides, isn’t it time for you to lose now? If Hwi-a can’t learn the Kin-dou-un, it’s good because you can protect the two existing treasures, and even if you succeed in learning it, you’ll get scolded by the main body anyway, so what’s the point of getting scolded even more?」

If it had been just a few days ago, I would have been screaming, ‘My inspiration is selling me drugs!’

From Pilmaon’s point of view, who was already cornered, it didn’t make much of a difference whether he lost two or three, as Oh Gwang had said.

Anyway, as soon as the treasure was launched, the Thousand-Year Wall of Ohaengsan was inevitable.

‘Yes. Although Mr. Oh Gwang’s intentions are very dark… he didn’t say anything wrong. It might be better to go into it seriously!!’

Madness began to creep into Pilmaon’s eyes.

“Then what will be the bet?”

“Since your shoes are caught on your armor, wouldn’t a helmet be more appropriate this time?”

There was only one helmet for Jecheon Daeseong.

The Phoenix-Winged Purple Gold Crown stolen from the South Sea Dragon King Oh Yoon.

Pilmaon nodded, clenching his fists.

* * *

‘Bowunri in the chainmail armor, and now even the goldsmith’s hat… If this continues, all of Jecheon Daeseong’s treasures will be stolen?’

“I have to take everything I stole from my brothers. And there’s still one important thing left.”

I glanced at Pilmaon, who was racking his brain to organize the details of the bet, and then said to Oh Gwang with a hollow laugh.

But Oh Gwang still seemed to be not satisfied with this.

You brought three treasures and three techniques, and now you have one left?

‘You’re not even planning on bringing the Yeoui Bang?’

“Is there anything you can’t do? Once you pull the trigger, you have to pull it all the way.”

It seemed that Oh Gwang had tasted it much better than I had.

His eyes were filled with madness, in a different sense from Pilmaon.

Well, it wasn’t all bad for me.

“Do you know why I am the Dragon King?”

‘What is it?’

“It’s because I’m good at fishing. I’m in charge of the fishermen’s fortunes.”

Oh Gwang curled one corner of his mouth.

“Just wait and see. I’ll make them a total mess.”

* * *

The aftermath of the Heavenly Kingdom was quickly resolved.

No, actually, there was nothing to be called training.

Because everything fell apart.

“Ha, hahaha… … Our castle that we built after toiling for over ten years… …!”

“When on earth are we going to put this back up again… … ?”

“This is driving me crazy. Even the castle walls have collapsed, so if Mujeongseong or Jeonguimaeng invade like this, we won’t be able to stop them.”

“Shouldn’t we be worrying about Baekbalcheonma first… …?”

At a time when the faces of the bandits of Cheon Dang Chae were filled with worry.

The Green Forest King gathered over a thousand bandits in one place.

Fortunately, even though such a fierce battle broke out between Daewiduk and me, no one actually died.

“As of today, we will disband our Heavenly Kingdom and withdraw from the Blood Demon Cult.”

“!?”

“Two, leader?”

“What are you talking about all of a sudden!”

The bandits were surprised and quickly got up from their seats.

The Green Forest King spoke with a serious expression on his face.

“Instead, we will build a thick soil camp here and use it as a training ground to cultivate the horsemen of the thick soil banner.”

“!”

“!”

“!”

“That means I will be subordinate to the Angmasinhwajong, or what you call the Cheonmagyo. I have decided to serve the White-Haired Cheonma as my lord.”

“… … .”

“… … .”

“… … .”

The bandits were unable to continue speaking and were busy looking at each other.

“Of course, I will be worried about suddenly saying something like this. I will suddenly give up my life of freedom and be forced to serve as a soldier in some place. I think the country will be worried too.”

“… … .”

“… … .”

“… … .”

“So, I will let those who want to leave go free. I will also give you enough money to settle down somewhere.”

The Green Forest King smiled and looked at his subordinates, who were still unable to say anything, with their lips tightly shut.

“But I want to tell you one thing. If you trust me and follow me, you’ll be able to have a lot of fun this time around, just like you have for the past ten years.”

The eyes of several people, including Cheon Dang Sa Jik, sparkled.

“I’ll give you three days. There are other brothers here, so it might be difficult to talk, so come to me anytime, even in the morning. Now, let’s disperse!”

The Green Forest King got up without any hesitation and left.

I didn’t know how many of these would remain.

Still, he was determined to respect his brothers’ choice.

* * *

“I came to tell my brothers.”

The Green Forest King came to where I was and bowed his head.

“Do you have any regrets?”

“I have already decided to serve you… no, my lord, as a god. Naturally, I must follow you wherever you go.”

The corners of the Green Forest King’s lips curled up as he spoke in a bold manner.

I was once again convinced that it was the right choice to entrust him with the flag of the Futogi.

Because Futogi has been in charge of the most important defense in the Demon Army since ancient times.

『Unlike when I first saw you, your words and actions are not light, but serious. If you leave me by your side, I will do my part.』

『Since you’re a long-term player like me, let’s get to know each other quickly. I guess I should start by finding out what you like.』

Ya Baek Shin-gun and Cheong Jae added a word each, giving positive evaluations of the Nokrim Fighting King.

“The Demon Army will be able to take shape faster than expected. Congratulations.”

The vampire demon rejoiced at the birth of the demon lord.

“However, before I fully immerse myself in the Angmasinhwajong, there is one thing I would like to ask of you, my lord.”

“ask?”

“I want to see with my own eyes and with my own body how big your vessel is.”

The Green Forest King grabbed the Wall Dragon Moon tightly.

His eyes were filled with a sense of triumph.