Namgung Se-ga is the Greatest Genius of all Time - Chapter 173



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Episode 173

Episode 173.

Sugeung!

I was cut to the point where I felt numb, and only after the color of the black sky had turned from black to red, I was finally able to catch my breath.

“……Wall bomb.”

You can see a pile of wall-crawler grenades. There are many corpses of people who died after being torn apart while trying to throw wall-crawler grenades.

One, two, three, five, ten, a hundred… … .

The eyes of those wearing red jeogori and hooded robes show no fear when they see me.

A relationship that I had faced so cruelly in my past life.

Today, I will greet you here too.

In my past life, these guys were the ones who harassed my subordinates and subordinates.

Now I was pouring a wall of bullets at my brother and my family members.

So I slaughtered them all.

He trampled them down like insects, and tore them apart like cattle, like a wanderer surviving in the wild.

The feeling left in my fingertips has become dull.

It seems like I’ve returned to the days when I was a swordsman and a murderer.

Oh, not yet.

“At least when I was a murderer, when I was a swordsman.”

“Because you showed me fear.”

The image that was captured in the retinas of the Red Turban rebels,

Because Namgung Byeok in his previous life was extremely cruel.

And now I am like that,

No, I was ready to become even more of a madman than I was then.

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But the world didn’t always go my way.

“……My name is Hong Bang-ju.”

My heart pounded like crazy when I saw the Ark of Openness running towards me, panting heavily. The Hong Ark, who had to be coordinated by Zhuge Lianghu, had appeared before me.

It would have been okay to send other beggars of the open,

It’s so frustrating to see you standing right in front of my eyes with such a desperate expression on your face.

“……Shin Seung is dead. The spirit of Hwasan is dead. The Eighteen Arhats have been annihilated, and all twenty-four plum blossom swordsmen have died.”

It meant that something was going wrong.

“The Four Heavenly Kings? Did they make it like that?”

“……If it were just them, it would have been okay.”

I couldn’t believe it. The power of the Murim Alliance and the power of the Yeokcheonhoe were divided into the right places. That too, through the information power of Gaebong and the extraordinary brain of Jegal Se-ga.

Not only that,

Didn’t you move conservatively just in case?

“What if it was just them? There wouldn’t be anyone else left.”

At my words, Hong Bang-ju made a pained expression. Then, he lowered his head with an embarrassed expression.

“……I was betrayed.”

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“……What the heck.”

The moment the believer turned his head, it was none other than him who blew off his left shoulder.

“Why……!”

“You said it yourself. This war, or at least the battlefield here, must be won by Sapaecheon for me to survive.”

It was Jongnam’s eldest son, Hyukri Gon. His new brother, who was thought to have run away a long time ago, was already aiming for the back of Yushinja’s head.

“This is stupid……!”

A voice of rage burst out from the believer’s mouth, but Hyuk-Ri-Gon paid no attention and boldly raised his sword towards the believer’s dantian and pierced it through.

“I’m sorry. I think it’s okay for someone like me to exist in this world.”

The eyes of the believer turn bloodshot. You can see the sacrifices of countless people in his bloodshot eyes. But, absurdly, it was the people in the political party who targeted the back of their heads.

“Oh, don’t worry. That doesn’t mean we’ll just raise our hands to Sapa.”

In Hyuk-Ri-Gon’s eyes, thirty-six of Jong-Nam’s Yun-Geom-Su are visible. Surrounded among them is none other than the female Death God, Ban I-Hwa.

“……We will do our part.”

“Foolish. Do you think you can do something among yourselves?”

“Haha. Eighteen Arhats, twenty-four plum blossom swordsmen, and one blood goddess and one fallen heavenly lord who are all dying. Can’t you handle that?”

When Yushinja saw that Jongnam’s final force, including thirty-six Yungeomsu of Jongnampa and six elder-level warriors, had gathered here, he let out a hollow laugh.

“Isn’t the heavens ashamed?”

“This is a chance given to me by heaven.”

“We gathered here to stop those who wanted to overturn heaven, but in the end, you yourself went against heaven.”

Hyuk-Ri-Gon shakes his head.

“I’m the one who pioneers. Don’t we need a new nest now?”

Push, push!

The thirty-six swords of the Yuun Swordsmen penetrated deep, coldly striking each and every desperate move of Ban Ihwa, who was too weak to actively respond.

After having already faced Hye-yeon’s golden power (fist) several times in negotiations with the believers, isn’t she no longer weak enough?

Unable to relieve the pressure of the flowing cloud sword formation, Ban Ihwa bit her lower lip until it bled, but this only accelerated her death.

Phuuk! Phuuk phuuk!

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“……Fuck! Fuck!”

Ban Ihwa, the blood goddess whose whole body is covered in blood.

The believer shed tears as he looked at Hyuk-Ri-Gon, who was holding a knife in Hye-Yeon’s bloody back.

Hye-yeon was not someone who would die in such a vain way.

Crackle.

“It’s incredibly strong. But what can I do about it?”

The sharp blade that cut Hye-yeon’s heart apart precisely made a creepy sound as it crushed her heart several times.

The faces of all those who had been holding onto hope darkened at the sight, and then fell into despair. The blade that had been stuck in Shin Seung Hye-yeon’s heart was enough to shock everyone.

“The axe you trust will cut your foot off. I knew that the factions were fighting each other, but to think that you would stab them in the back at such a crucial moment like this.”

There were more than one or two blades that pierced Hye-yeon’s heart. At the same time, Jong-nam’s inspectors rushed to cut off the lifelines of the remaining exhausted Jeongpa people.

“You mean you want to eliminate all witnesses?”

“……Namu Amitabha Buddha.”

Galpyeong clicked his tongue several times. What came into his sight was the warriors of Jongnampa, all of whom had no hesitation in wielding their swords.

It came across quite impressively.

“It was just talk. This is it.”

Then, he turns his head and sees Hye-yeon with blood flowing from the corner of her mouth, and he snickers.

“Is that all you wanted to protect from the sect of martial arts? You really are nothing special.”

Hye-yeon’s eyes close tightly at Gal-pyeong’s words.

“That’s right, why did you waste your energy on those other guys? You even broke the Great Heavenly Prayer Beads of Shaolin and used up all your energy. You’re just a foolish monk.”

The inside of the room was quickly being cleaned up. Even though the Sapaecheon warriors were not moving, the Jongnam faction warriors were searching for the Jeongpa martial artists and slaughtering them.

All while avoiding friction with the unmanned people of Sapaecheon as much as possible.

Hyukrigon knows.

Regardless of what he said to the believers, no matter how powerful Jongnam is, as long as Galpyeong exists here, there can be no conflict with Sapaecheon.

Galpyeong’s gaze, which was smiling at their expressions expressed through silent gestures, looked at Hye-yeon, whose spark of life was fading away.

“Tell me. Do you want to tear them apart? Do you want me to kill them all for your sake?”

At those words, Hyukrigon’s head rises after he cuts off the head of the believer.

“Sapaecheonju! I am Jongnam’s Hyukrigon. Can’t you see the situation going on right now?”

Hyuk-Ri-Gon’s panicked voice, Gal-Pyeong shakes his head upon hearing it.

“Shut up. Whatever you say is out of my ear. Just accept this choice.”

Sapacheonju, Galpyeong snapped his fingers and made a sound. At that moment, countless Sapacheon warriors raised their heads from between the bushes.

“What should I do? Heukgangmun and Gwiwangpae, those guys are so simple-minded that they would rather grind their teeth at the Jeongpa bastards who killed their leader than at my words.”

When he raised his head, he saw a swarm of people surrounding the remaining Jongnam faction. Hyuk-Ri-Gon looked visibly embarrassed at the sight.

I clearly understood the overall situation and jumped in, but what the heck is going on?

“Tsk, anyway.”

Galpyeong’s face, which had taken his gaze away from Hyukrigon, turned towards Hyeyeon.

“Tell me. What should I do? Should I kill them all?”

There was an unstoppable pressure in Galpyeong’s eyes as he urged Hye-yeon to listen to what she wanted to hear so badly.

It is human nature to want to retaliate for what has been done to you.

“……Namu Amitabha Buddha.”

Hye-yeon’s mouth slowly opens. And his body slowly begins to glow with a golden light. Then, Hyuk-ri-gon enters his eyes.

“What was so urgent?”

What was in Hye-yeon’s eyes was neither reproach nor resentment. It was just,

“Profit! Poem, Shinseung! How can I just sit still when Jongnam, who has worked hard all his life, is now out on the streets because of the words you brought up?”

“From now on, it won’t be the Nine-Files Room, but the Eight-Files Room. At least, I have no intention of showing any mercy to those who turn a blind eye to the fight to protect the stability of the people’s livelihood in the Murim Alliance.”

“Who can survive in the martial arts world while fighting against Shaolin and Chuk?”

“A word that has once been spoken cannot be taken back. So Jongnam, go your own way. I can guarantee that Sorim will never see Jongnam again until I die.”

Hyuk-Ri-Gon recalled Hye-Yeon’s calm yet firm words. He was saying that his choice was definitely not wrong.

however.

“But why on earth are you looking at me like that!”

Hye-yeon’s expression that entered Hyuk-ri-gon’s eyes was so comfortable. And yet, it was also sad. Why was the gaze looking at him neither resentful nor angry?

“Why on earth are you looking at me like that……!”

“Namu Amitabha. You must have been scared.”

Ugh.

Hye-yeon’s words made Hyuk-ri-gon tremble.

“In the next life, please be born as my friend.”

Chaenggrang.

It was Hyuk-Ri-Gon who dropped his sword. Why did he come all the way here and turn his back on the Jeongpa people, even to the point of betraying them?

You’re reacting the same way I am.

Jongnam’s countless disciples also cannot hide their bewilderment.

And then.

“Galpyeong, the spirit of Jeongpa is not dead.”

The bursting golden light enveloped all the warriors of Sapaecheon without exception. He and his great rosary beads, disappearing into a handful of light, were embedded one by one in every part of the bodies of the warriors of Sapaecheon.

“Namu Amitabha Buddha. I will be with you all my life. Be with me.”

Puhwaaaaaaaah!

It was only after a golden halo had enveloped this place, the battlefield, that they could see.

That Hye-yeon died and ascended to heaven.

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