The Anti-Intellectualism Demon King’s World Invasion - Chapter 109
Only Noblemtl
Episode 109
He dissed me by glaring at me as if he was going to bite me.
“Shy! I don’t know where you came from, but you’re behind the times. Doing outdated raps in a time when we’re drowning is like giving water to a drowning person. You’d rather stick your nose in the water and die!”
“Die! Shy Guy!”
“This is the best! It’s so exciting!”
The audience cheered enthusiastically as if they had been waiting for it, but their distorted faces did not brighten up.
It seemed like he didn’t like the loose rhymes and crude lyrics.
“Okay! You don’t know proper music. I’ll show you the music of the new era! Listen up! Yay~ya!”
He opened his mouth wide and let out a high-pitched scream.
My head started to throbbed and my eardrums started to vibrate at the ear-piercing high-pitched sound.
I could see the scales inside my Adam’s apple rippling excitedly.
The high notes were not a singing hypnosis, but a physical sonic attack.
The audience trembled in pain, and the dishes and glasses on the tables shattered with a bang.
I took a deep breath through my ear gills and rapped.
“That squeaky guy must have put some fish oil on his throat. Judging by the way he screams.”
“What did this kid say?!”
He stopped singing high notes excitedly at my provocation.
Then, as if he was excited, he started screaming, which wasn’t even rap.
“I like fish oil. I was chosen by the Star Bodhisattva to be the new Dragon Palace’s Great Musician.”
It was a perfect victory for me because I came down from the ring called rap, but the fight took a different turn.
“Besides, look at this. I have also received the mark of the Siren King. With this trumpet, I can tear the likes of you to pieces in no time.”
He excitedly blew the trumpet.
I thought the trumpet was an item, but it’s the Siren King’s sign.
So the sirens were adding a chorus.
“You! Did you eat the egg?”
I asked Shin-gae in a normal voice.
The rap battle was over so there was no need to rap anymore.
“Egg?”
“There’s something like a pearl. Maybe it’s a siren’s egg?”
“Shy Guy! How did you know that? Hey! Wait, your ears are coming in.”
He twisted his body around excitedly, looked around at my ears, and then said mockingly.
“You are the false mermaid king!”
“False Mermaid King?”
“Grow up, no, the Star Guardian said. A man with a hole behind his ear will come looking for you. He is the false mermaid king.”
Oh! This is a series of surprises since Byeoljubu came out.
Did the Star Lord know I was coming?
Could it be that he is a truly miraculous bodhisattva?
“Yeah. That Zara Bodhisattva said something about me.”
“He said that if we join him, he will give us the position of Royal Guard officer in the new Dragon Palace.”
“My Royal Highness the Royal Guard? What’s that?”
“Well. How would I know? Doesn’t anyone know?”
An audience member responded to Shinnae’s question with excitement.
“The Royal Guard is the military force that protects the King, and the Royal Guard is a military officer of the 6th rank who performs adjutant staff work.”
They’re probably in a near-death state, almost like zombies, but they respond to my raps and even display the knowledge in their heads.
Are you not dead yet?
Or is it that he was just kept alive so that he could play the role of a die-hard fan?
“If it’s the 6th rank, then as a civil servant, would it be considered as the 6th grade?”
“I can’t say it’s exactly the same, but it’s a rough match.”
I thought the zombie-like audience member answering my question might be a former historian or a history teacher.
I said, stroking my chin.
“It’s a 6th rank, so it’s a promotion since it was a light duty. What rank is the Great Musician that Shinnae takes charge of?”
“It is difficult to say what rank a Great Evil Master has, as he is a special official other than the civil and military officials.”
“But who is taller?”
“Well, if we really categorize them, they are the Grand Musician. The musician is the leader of the band, and the best among them is the Grand Musician.”
He laughed excitedly, as if he was satisfied with the audience’s response.
“Haha! Well then, that’s right. In this world submerged in water, who else can make music properly than me?”
“Huh, what can you do with such shabby skills!”
“You! What did you say!”
Shinnaegi got excited and shouted.
I said, slowly removing the cover of the trident.
“Okay. I won’t do it! I have no intention of going under you.”
“Huh! I knew you would do that. I wasn’t going to accept it even if you did. Kids, get ready!”
At Shinnae’s command, the audience all rushed towards me.
But I came first.
The moment Shinnae started laughing, I took my feet off the ground and ran towards Shinnae.
But what is this!
Even outside the water, the West Sea’s Dongjeong Jinkyung’s herbivorous leaps and lunges are implemented.
I tried breathing through my gills just to see if it would boost my senses and energy, but it was so fast I couldn’t handle it.
I jumped out at lightning speed, like a 100m sprinter.
It was my body, but it was not easy to control the sudden acceleration.
He passed by Shin-nae-gae as if he had just crossed the finish line.
I hurriedly took out my trident and tried to stab Shinnae, but the distance between us quickly widened.
“What! What happened?”
Shinnae turned her head, not fully aware of what had passed her by.
He saw me behind him, but it happened so quickly that he didn’t seem to understand why I passed him by.
“Shy guy! What are you doing? And what’s with that pointy stick?”
“What, what is it? It’s a trident that can pierce you.”
I took up my trident and took up my stance again to charge.
It was only then that Shin-ah realized that I was being targeted.
“Oh my god! This is X.”
Shinhane couldn’t even dream of counterattacking and tried to run away in a hurry.
But I had already started.
This time, I intentionally slowed down the speed a bit to increase accuracy.
Still, he caught up with Shinnae in an instant.
This will end easier than I thought.
Honestly, I didn’t think that a preemptive strike aimed directly at Shinnae would be successful right away.
And in fact, this preemptive strike was a fake for another operation.
Because if you go straight, you’ll end up in Seoul.
Well, Seoul is underwater now, but if we just had fun, everything would be over.
First of all, the plan was not to kill him, but to just make a hole in his neck for safety.
The sonic attacks from the scaly neck can be threatening, but what other powers may be hidden in the trumpet blasts that are the Siren King’s mark?
It’s over now.
The moment I was about to stab his neck, I felt the vibration of air in my ear gills.
I instinctively sensed danger and rolled on the floor without thinking.
‘Pishung’ A sound like the wind was escaping rang in my ears and I felt a few strands of hair being cut.
If I had been just a little bit later, my head would have been cut off, not my hair.
As if to prove it, the audience behind me fell down.
Their bodies were neatly split in two as if they had been struck by a guillotine.
I lifted my head slightly while keeping my body pressed against the floor.
I saw who attacked me.
The female singer who was singing the chorus was glaring at me.
Inside her open mouth, silvery scales were visible, laid out like tiles.
Her throat was puffing up, as if she was about to fire another sound wave that would split a human body in two.
I turned my head to check where Jeong-woo and Bomi were.
Although Jungwoo and Bomi were surrounded by audience zombies, they were close to the stage and not too far away.
I jumped up, tightened my thighs, and did a West Sea Dongjeong Jinkyung push-up, similar to a side lunge.
When I kicked my left foot, I slid to the right as if I was skating.
‘Pishung’ A sound was heard, as if the wind was escaping.
This time the sound waves passed me by again, splintering the audience behind me like rotten pieces of wood.
On the other hand, this time too, thanks to the appropriate amount of strength adjustment, I was able to reach the position I wanted.
It was right in front of Jungwoo and Bomi.
But I couldn’t approach Jungwoo and Bomi.
It was because the audience was standing between us like a wall.
The audience rushed towards me, baring their teeth.
I put my shield on my shoulder like a blocker in American football and hit with all my might.
A strong resistance, as if I had hit a wall, surged from my shoulders to my waist and to my toes.
The skinny audience members were not very strong, but they were quite numerous.
But when I took a breath through my gills, strength surged up inside me.
When he used the West Sea Dongjeong Jinkyung’s first technique that multiplies the strength of the waist, the audience was pushed back and crushed to one side like trash pushed by a bulldozer.
Now there is nothing between me, Bomi, and Jungwoo.
“Sir! The Great Musician, please kneel before me.”
“Captain! Don’t resist. I don’t want to see you get hurt. Just surrender. Come over here and you can enjoy some serious music.”
Jungwoo and Bomi seemed to recognize me, but they tried to catch me, perhaps because they were under hypnosis.
“Huk, huk! Thanks for thinking of me, but I never get on my knees.”
I caught my breath, which had been ragged due to gill breathing.
Because I used tremendous strength and speed in an instant, I quickly became out of breath due to the enormous energy consumed even in short movements.
My muscles started to ache, as if I had just run a marathon.
But it was not difficult to subdue them both.
If Bomi had shot an arrow with a longbow, it would have been dangerous, let alone difficult.
But Jungwoo’s punch was too honest, and Bomi’s hand was quite sharp, but the strength was lacking.
There was no need to use the West Sea Dongjeong Jinkyung Chosik.
Using close combat techniques used to catch criminals, he instantly brought the two to their knees and tied them up with rope.