Namgung Se-ga is the Greatest Genius of all Time - Chapter 199



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Episode 199

Episode 199.

“At first, I couldn’t believe my brother’s death or my sister’s death. As expected, it was good that I prepared in advance.”

The blood horse was looking at the Emperor’s throne and the Unaeshipjon that did not easily collapse, and he let out a sigh of admiration. Namgung Ban opened his mouth softly at his words.

“……Are you talking about the Heavenly Demon and the Corpse Demon?”

“What’s the point of saying that? Isn’t this something we all already know?”

Everyone trembled at the blood horse’s calm and composed appearance.

I never thought it would be true.

Most of the bloody incidents or disasters that occurred in the Central Plains in the past.

Many of these events will have occurred because of the two people just taken out and the blood demon in front of you.

“Never ascend, never die, never be defeated.”

Everyone listened, wondering what it meant. Blood Horse opened his mouth and said he would kindly explain.

“Bulseung, your goal was to start the Jeongma War in order to conquer the Central Plains martial arts world without ascending to the heavens. It was ridiculous. If you had ascended earlier, you wouldn’t have had to die like this.”

Because of the Heavenly Demon, hundreds of the martial artists who had gathered to kill the Heavenly Demon were swept away and met their deaths.

“It’s really funny. The Great Ming and the White Lotus Sect are one, so why did they shake off their power and go their separate ways?”

At those words, Zhuge Liang’s eyes trembled.

What is the White Lotus Sect?

Wasn’t the White Lotus Sect, which appeared before the establishment of the Great Ming Dynasty, a force that once threw the Central Plains into chaos? The White Lotus Sect had already been established during the Great Song Dynasty, not the Great Ming Dynasty, and was said to have gained influence during the Yuan and Ming Dynasty transitions, but it was widely known that it had disappeared.

But why did the White Lotus Sect come out here?

“……Ah. Oh, did I say that for nothing? Judging from their expressions, they seem quite shocked.”

The blood horse, unlike the horse, showed an expression that showed no concern at all. It seemed as if it enjoyed seeing the expression of suffering.

And then Zhuge Liang opened his mouth softly, as if he was shocked.

“Everything was going according to the will of those with the last name Ju.”

As he said.

Heavenly Demon, Ju Kang,

Shima (Corpse Demon) Ju Won-won,

Even the Blood Demon King, who reigns as the master of the Great Ming and the Emperor of the Great Ming.

There was not a single place that was not occupied by the Joo family.

“I never understood why you would use the noble Zhou surname so carelessly when looking to such a lowly place as the Central Plains. But now I understand.”

The blood horse looks around with a smile on its lips.

“When I see those who survive until the end, and the worms in front of me struggling to survive, it makes my teeth chatter.”

“…….”

“Oh, but there’s something else.”

Thud, thud.

“……Haha. Bloodlines are truly a scary thing. But what can I do about it? Even among those with the last name Ju, there were some who weren’t like that.”

With each step he took, a bloody aura swirled around him, applying pressure that made everyone shiver. Then, the Blood Demon looked at a corpse with only a head left, looking pitiful.

Crunch.

“I really don’t get along with people who are like half-assed people.”

My head exploded. It was none other than Joo Tae-hwa’s.

“What good would it do to give me the opportunity to lead the Red Turban Rebels? I have neither the sense nor the ability, but I am just being arrogant and doing useless things.”

Zhou Taihua, who led the Red Turban Rebellion, ultimately died as he was unable to escape the clutches of the Blood Demon.

“That’s why I say that even among the same bloodline, you must be well-versed. Isn’t that so, Namgung?”

As he spoke, he looked over the elders of the Namgung family, including Namgung Mu-baek, Namgung Ban, and Namgung Hyeok, as well as Namgung Yeo-ul and Namgung Shin.

“Just because we all have the same last name doesn’t mean we’re all of the same blood. No, that’s not true.”

Flash!

At those words, Namgung Ban said,

“Shut up.”

He cut down the blood storm approaching with his icy sword without hesitation. The storm that had been devouring him greedily stopped.

“Don’t call Namgung by such a dirty name.”

Namgung Ban, the sword of the emperor, was drawing, and the air around him was filled with thunder dragons that seemed to be threatening to collapse the palace at any moment and engulf the surrounding area in a bloody storm.

The sword that was once one became two,

The two swords became four.

Namgung Ban was in charge of handling the increasing number of swords.

Namgung Ban’s body was handling a brain dragon that was piercing through the ceiling and seemed ready to ascend at any moment.

When everyone hesitates and takes a step back,

Namgung Ban, the Heavenly Thunder Sword Master, was the only one who took a step forward in front of the Blood Demon.

And then, as if he was happy to see Namgung Ban, Hyulma smiled with his mouth wide open.

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I know.

It may be natural for those who cannot come to their senses.

Those who trembled like aspen trees did not refer to anyone in particular. Whether it was the Unae Shipjon, the strongest strike force in the Murim Alliance, or the pride of the royal family, the Agwidan.

It was so violent and merciless that I didn’t care.

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The Aguidan and Cheolhyeoldae, who were clad in golden robes and had a red aura emanating from all directions, would kneel with every step they took, and were engulfed in a storm of blood with desperate screams.

The bones were crushed into small pieces and turned into powder,

The flesh was scattered like pieces of meat.

There was nothing that could be called human, and in a situation filled only with despair and fear, the man who had walked by, the man who made her feel a strange sensation, even Namgung Moo-baek felt despair.

A man deals with a storm of blood,

Every time the bloody dew that had formed everywhere touched me, I reached a point where I couldn’t even scream and died, so it was natural that my lungs would swell and crack as if they would burst at any moment due to the pressure that was created with every step I took.

And when the one who had been emitting a sharp red light turned his gaze to those who were looking at him with hostility, one man’s knees buckled. The man who had fallen down helplessly as if an invisible sword had sliced ​​his knees apart with his will to resist and incredible energy was none other than Gu Man, who reigned like a king over the Yangtze River.

That’s not all.

With each step taken, the pressure was passed on to the next person, as if to say, “Hold on, if you can.”

The remaining demon corps that had been protecting Hwangcheonho and Princess Juyeongyeong all knelt down one by one. Even the other Iron Blood Corps members were unable to hold out and collapsed, spitting out blood.

“……It’s the end.”

The desperate words that came out from somewhere were from none other than Princess Joo Young-young.

She was no longer the one who shouted at the guards and made those around her exclaim that she could at any moment match the majesty of the emperor. She was just a girl and a frightened woman.

The one word the princess uttered broke the will of many people.

The elders of the Namgung family and Namgung Hyuk could barely breathe while lying on the ground, and Hwang Cheon-ho, Peng Hyang, Heuk-ho, Jegal Joo-hoo, Peng Gak, Gu Man, and An Baek also fell one after another.

Bingcheon Sword Bupyeong,

Baek Ah-geom Namgung Han,

They too were crawling in fear, struggling to get away even a little. No one could even say anything. Perhaps, it was to the point where I wanted to praise their instinct to move to survive.

Namgung Shin, the Lord of the Imperial Palace who had been standing tall and proudly alone in place of the lost Imperial Palace, collapsed, shedding tears of blood.

When they come to death,

Thud, thud.

There was someone walking out,

“……Elder Iljang!”

It was none other than Namgung Yeo-ul.

Can Namgung Yeo-ul’s martial arts skills simply be said to be stronger than Unae Ship-jon?

However, it could be interpreted differently whether one can overcome the fear of death.

Namgung Yeo-ul, an elder, smiles broadly.

“Everyone, look ahead. Who is standing before the Blood Demon?”

The pressure that seemed like it would explode from all directions due to the awakening that Namgung Yeo-ul had created was relieved for a moment. And only then was Namgung Moo-baek able to see.

In front of the gigantic being called Blood Demon.

As he swam through the bloody storm while wielding a giant dragon’s quiver, the sword powers that pierced through him were like rays of light splitting the sunlight, and the young man stood up to them with a dignified look that made him look proud.

When everyone is down and barely relieving the pressure, I wonder where such great strength comes from.

At that moment, Namgung Hyuk, who had just regained consciousness, was shouting without even wiping the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth. Namgung Yeo-ul turned her head at the sight.

Namgung Yeo-ul is… … .

“I am using the innate energy!”

He was exploding all the fundamental power that had built him up. A dam that has been broken once cannot be repaired. The overflowing water cannot be stopped.

Namgung Moo-baek’s expression turned pale.

“Someone had to do it. Go ahead.”

“Elder! If we stop it together now, we can do it quickly……!”

“Who has more days to live than days to live? In this place.”

As he spoke, the tip of Namgung Yeo-ul’s sword shone dazzlingly. It shattered the thoughts of those who thought that it would be impossible to withstand the terrifying storm of blood with just a weak sword.

The blue, flowing lines continue to cut off the pulse of the bloody vortex that seems ready to engulf you at any moment. The blue solid lines that penetrate every part of the vortex cut off the flow and make you lose momentum, so they are shown to everyone.

Namgung Yeo-ul and Namgung Ban,

Two men, who were about to become priests, were fighting against a formidable enemy.

All the best martial artists representing the Central Plains have gathered here.

Perhaps the best of the martial arts world in the Central Plains, as well as the strongest of the imperial palace and the Great Ming, have gathered here.

Two people with the surname Namgung,

We are facing off against an enemy who boasts such great power that it looks like he could swallow everyone up at any moment.

One person sacrifices his life to protect others, and another person trusts him and advances toward a great enemy.

At those words, someone opened his mouth quietly.

“……Changcheonnamgung (Blue Heaven South Palace).”

When the back of a young man standing tall amidst a bloody storm cannot look so big, and when the sword of an old man drawing a blue line cannot look so strong.

At that moment, when it seemed as if they would be swallowed up in blood at any moment, the blue light of the clear sky began to shine down on many people through the cracks in the ceiling.

It’s like for those who have given up and put everything down,

Even at this moment, when someone’s sacrifice continues and we crumble under a sense of tyranny that is so merciless.

It seemed as if the ray of light shining through the dark shadows was telling us that there would be light.

Those who were lying down like that,

“……Our Namgung will take the lead.”

Namgung Se-ga,

Namgung Mu Baek Gwa, the Blue Heavenly Sword,

Namgung Hyuk, the Heavenly Wind Sword Star,

Numerous elders, including the King’s Sword Namgung Shin, rose from their seats.

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