Genius Salsu of the World to Be Destroyed - Chapter 112
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Episode 112
Pakang!
Kang!!
At that time, the fight between Youngsoo and Mongjae was still in progress.
Mu-gang was standing on the roof, looking down at this rain.
However, this was not his interest.
I wasn’t interested in the results of a fight where the outcome was obvious anyway.
His attention was focused solely on Youngsoo.
‘What a truly strange swordsmanship.’
To his eyes, which had reached a certain level, the swordsmanship that Youngsoo used was bizarre.
This is because all types of martial arts were mixed together.
The flowing technique resembled that of a shaman, but the movement of the tip of the sword reminded me of the sharp swordsmanship of the Jeomchangpa.
However, the defensive style resembled Jongnam’s, and the persistent movement of digging into the square resembled Dangga’s.
Yet all these movements fit together neatly and harmoniously.
Is this possible?
‘… No, there’s no reason to argue about whether it’s okay or not. It’s already happening right before our eyes.’
Moo-gang once again observed Yeong-su’s movements closely.
Even when I looked at it again, it was bizarre, elaborate, and destructive.
‘What a monster.’
He wasn’t someone who could be described with words like genius or talent.
A guy who runs outside the track.
He who laughs at all the laws.
monster.
‘Then how should we deal with monsters?’
In that brief moment of deep thought.
Before he knew it, Yeongsu was stabbing Mongjae with a broken wooden sword.
Moo-gang intuitively felt that it was time for him to intervene.
* * *
The sudden appearance of the martial arts leader, Mugang.
Akso and Hojinsu, who were standing next to him, became lost in thought.
“Your Majesty… … ?”
“Why?!”
However, Yeong-su, whose wrist was caught, did not change his expression and continued to respond to Mu-gang’s words.
“That bastard Mongjae used the weed first, my lord.”
“I saw it too. But losing the soldiers of Cheongho-gwan before a big battle is a great loss.”
“A big fight… Are you planning on starting a war with the Demonic Cult?”
The question was a speculative question, disguised as sarcasm.
Yeongsu’s goal is to rekindle the war between the Demonic Cult and the Orthodox Cult.
That is why it was necessary to understand the mind of the leader who held the key to the war.
And the leader said exactly the answer that Yeongsu wanted.
“That’s correct.”
“… … !”
Yeongsu secretly cheered.
On the other hand, he pretended to be surprised and said:
“… Are you serious? You’re going to start a second Jeongma War?”
“Are you going to spit on my words now?”
“…no.”
Moo-gang let go of Yeong-su’s wrist.
And he commanded others.
“Evil, Hojinsu.”
“yes!”
“Take Mongjae to the pharmacy.”
“All right!”
After the trio left the training ground.
Now, there were only Youngsoo and Mugang here.
After a moment of silence, Moo-gang said.
“I clearly told you before. You will be my tool.”
“Yes.”
“Be prepared. The moment of use will come soon.”
“…I will wait.”
months-
Mu-gang disappeared before my eyes.
Yeongsu, left alone in the training ground, muttered while looking up at the moon.
“The day will come when I will be of use, ra… … .”
A bitter smile appeared on Youngsoo’s lips.
“… It’s finally starting.”
* * *
A week has passed.
During that time, a strange tension and various busy movements were observed throughout the Murim Alliance.
They were gradually preparing for war.
Although no one in the leadership, including the leader, mentioned the word war, the people of the alliance felt it intuitively.
This means that the Meng are preparing for war with the Demonic Cult.
And no one complained or vomited about it.
Rather, everyone moved quickly and steadily, cooperating with the tone of the alliance.
In a way, this was natural.
To begin with, this organization called the Murim Alliance was founded on hatred towards the Demonic Cult.
The Murim Alliance was an organization established with the goal of mutual development through exchange and cooperation between the sects… it wasn’t something like that.
There is only one reason why the Murim Alliance was established.
It was because of the invasion of the Demonic Cult.
During the First Demonic War, each sect did not unite and fought against the invasion of the Demonic Cult from their own positions.
I thought I could overcome it.
However, when the Kunlun faction and the Gongdong faction were annihilated in an instant, the martial artists realized that this was a misjudgment.
At that time, the Central Plains were falling into the hands of the demon cultists at every moment.
There was one person who came forward calling for cooperation.
“We must unite. If we fight divided up, we will crumble like sand.”
It was none other than the non-partisan Jang Moon and Mugang.
At that time, his words, which had already risen to the position of Sword Lord among the three Lords of the world, had a weight that could not be ignored.
Even the arrogant Gupaebang people began to agree with Mu-gang’s words.
“How do you form an alliance?”
“We need an independent organization that will be at the center of the Jungpa Martial Arts Alliance. An organization that does not belong to any of the nine factions.”
This was the beginning of the Murim Alliance.
It is the central location for information and material exchange between each sect, and joint strategies and tactics are conceived here.
War-fighting agency.
That was the original form of the Murim Alliance.
Because of this, there are still countless people in the Murim Alliance who harbor hatred for the Demonic Cult.
Even though five years have passed since the end of the First World War.
Those who lost their family, friends, and teachers to the cult.
People who are prepared to pay any price if only they could erase the Demonic Cult from history.
So they began to prepare quickly and without hesitation.
The equipment in the warehouse was being maintained, the veterans who had been closed began to return, and group training began.
However, Cheongho Hall was slightly different from this trend.
This is because most of the people in Cheongho Hall were people who came from outside after the war.
Including Youngsu.
Of course, Youngsoo was preparing for war in his own way.
“Shut up.”
Yeongsu put some dirt in a bowl and brought it into the room.
Soil taken from the flower bed.
Yeongsu placed the dirt on the table and activated the skill.
—-
[Skill] ‘Origin of the Forest’ activated.
—-
A seed was created on Youngsoo’s palm.
It was the seed of a flower that I had copied a long time ago.
The seeds of the ‘self-destruct flower’, a flower native to Eldrunia.
Yeongsu planted the seed of self-destruction in the soil, then dropped a drop of the drug he took out of his inventory.
A special growth stimulant created by Undercover’s gardeners.
After about 30 minutes, sprouts of self-destruct flowers began to emerge through the soil.
This makes it certain.
That Eldrunia plants can grow even in the soil environment of the Central Plains.
‘It was worth copying the seeds in advance.’
After the test was over, Youngsoo quickly pulled out the bud of self-destruction.
And I rubbed it between my two palms and completely crushed the sprouts.
‘… If this thing were to come alive and bloom, it would be quite troublesome.’
After that, Youngsoo took out a book from his inventory.
It was a book obtained from the Great Temple of Eldrunia.
A file held by Cardinal Decian.
Each chapter had a magic spell written on it, and by tearing off the page and infusing it with mana, you could use that magic.
Of course, once the order is activated, the page disappears.
In short, it was a consumable order form.
‘Let’s see, is there a spell that could be used in this operation?’
Yeongsu looked through the magic from the first chapter to the last.
And I carefully chose the magic I would use this time.
Because once a page was written it could not be rewritten, one had to be careful.
The orders selected in this way are… … .
“This is it.”
The name of the order is .
It is a magic that has limited uses and methods, and is not really needed after the Central Plains.
I decided to use this for this operation.
Yeongsu closed the document after putting a bookmark in the chapter where “Dream Puppetry” was written.
‘Okay, I think we’re almost ready with this… … .’
At that moment, I thought.
dripping-
“Come in.”
The one who opened the door and came in was the leader’s closest attendant, Ban Seo-ho.
“The Lord is calling.”
“Okay, I’ll go out right away.”
Yeongsu followed Banseoho out of Cheongho Hall.
* * *
The place Youngsu arrived was Maengnyeongwan.
It was a place where the leaders of the Murim Alliance gathered and held meetings.
The heads of the Murim Alliance gathered there.
Elders of the now extinct Gongdong and Jeomchang clans, including Hwasan, Jongnam, Shaolin, and Jegal Se-ga.
But there was one person sitting at the top of them, at the head of the table.
The leader of the martial arts world and leader of the shaman faction, Mugang.
As Youngsoo entered the Mengling Hall, their gazes all turned to him.
The Shaolin elder asked Youngsu.
“Are you Cheon Yeong-su?”
“Yes.”
“I heard that you learned martial arts on your own without any prior training. Is that true?”
“you’re right.”
“Ahem… … .”
The Shaolin elder looked slightly uncomfortable.
Then he asked Mu-gang this time.
“Can you trust me?”
“You don’t have to believe it. I chose you.”
“… … !”
“You don’t have to trust that young man. Just trust my judgment in choosing that young man. Do you understand?”
After dismissing Shaolin’s objections with just a few words.
Moo-gang’s gaze turned to Yeong-su.
“The war with the Demonic Cult will begin soon.”
“… … !”
“And we have decided to entrust you with the vanguard of this war.”
It means taking the lead.
What it means is by no means small.
This is the position that declares the moment of war, and is the first to cut down the enemy.
And at the same time-
‘It’s practically a suicide squad.’
Being in the position to strike the enemy first means you can strike first.
Moo-gang was giving orders to Yeong-su.
A suicide attack with nothing but honor.
Moo-gang asked.
“Will you accept it?”
As he said that, Moo-gang looked into Yeong-su’s eyes.
‘Of course you wouldn’t like it.’
But for this moment, I fed you the loneliness I had saved.
‘If you refuse, unimaginable pain will come upon you.’
Moo-gang is ready to let the loneliness inside Yeong-su’s body run wild.
At that moment, Youngsoo answered.
“yes.”
An answer that comes out so casually and without thinking.
Moo-gang was a little embarrassed.
“… Will you accept it?”
“I came here from the beginning saying that I would be your tool. Why would I disobey?”
“Hoo… … .”
“but.”
“… … ?”
“Please keep the promise you made to me.”
“…Are you talking about releasing the truth from Uiryeonggok?”
“yes.”
Uiryeonggok.
A place where there exists a ‘god’ who can fix the syllables of Yeong-su’s friend and guild member, ‘Nightcrawler’ Hwang In-woo.
However, since it was surrounded by jin, it was necessary to dispel the jin to enter.
And the one who had that knowledge was Mugang.
“I have never forgotten that promise.”
“Then tell me, what should I do as the vanguard?”
Moo-gang took back the strength he had used to control Yeong-su’s loneliness.
And he pointed to the map spread out on the table.
“purple.”
It is a map of the Central Plains.
The central plains were torn in half.
The western half is the territory of the Demonic Cult, and the eastern half is the territory of the Murim Alliance.
Pointing to the border between the two realms, Mugang said:
“There are two forces on the side of the Demonic Cult guarding this border. They are the Ice White Demon Emperor and the Flame Demon Emperor.”
“I have heard of it.”
“I will give you 300 men. Destroy the forces of the Ice White Demon Emperor and kill him.”
Youngsoo swallowed dry saliva.
The moment has finally come.
Moo-gang asked.
“Will you accept it?”
“no.”
“what?”
“There is no need to use 300 people for this kind of operation, that’s what I’m saying.”
“What?”
“100 people is enough.”
There are seeds of self-destruction, a spell, and some wall bombs.
Because that alone was the perfect strategy to catch the Ice White Demon.
* * *
The meeting is over.
Everyone except Mu-gang left the Maengryongwan.
At that moment, a young man entered the Mengling Hall.
“Did you call?”
“Are you here, Lord?”
“I heard you have an order to give.”
“I plan to include you in this Ice White Horse expedition.”
The clerk swallowed hard.
“If you so command… … .”
“But your real mission is not combat.”
“yes?!”
“You monitor Cheon Yeong-su’s movements.”
“Are you the leader of the punitive force? Why… … .”
“Because he is an unpredictable guy.”
“… … !”
“Take it.”
Moo-gang held out a birdcage.
There was a dove inside.
“It’s a messenger bird that I trained to fly to me no matter where it is flying from.”
“This is… … .”
“Cheon Yeong-su, if that person shows any signs of betrayal or suspicious behavior, please report it to me through this messenger.”
“… What happens then?”
“You don’t need to know that.”
Of course, Moo-gang had made up his mind.
If the results are beyond your expectations or control… … .
‘Kill.’
Because I had already decided.