The Reincarnation of Fusion Punk - Chapter 263



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#263. Hwangryun

#Episode 263.

Rivers, mountains, cliffs, caves, forests.

Paved roads, no one cares, high-rise buildings, and flashy neon signs.

A place where the divination, the swordsman, the android courtesan, the monk, the bandit, the black sword, the assassin, the one-armed swordsman, and even the ronin hunter live together.

A large city with a population of 1 billion where the people of the martial arts world live happily.

Small Central Plains, Surt City.

A cool breeze blows through the streets of Surt City these days.

Even in the bustling and chaotic streets lined with shops, there were plenty of people hiding sharp knives in their sleeves and lapels and sending cold stares, but for some reason, a colder wind was blowing than usual recently.

An unmanned automated lumberyard operated by Hwangbo Se-ga. The voices of the residents who visited the place echoed through the streets of Beijing.

“Are you saying it’s all because of the Seven Seats?”

“Hey, watch what you say! I want to get my throat cut while walking down the street!”

“Huh, but isn’t that just a strange rumor floating around in the shadows? What’s so scary about it?”

“You seem like a stuffy person. Even the best masters of the martial arts world can’t even mention it, but when we, the ignorant ones, overhear and chatter without even knowing, someone hears… Also, there’s a rumor that drones disguised as hawks are flying around this area! There’s a scapegoat!”

“Oh, I see. So you’re saying I can’t move my mouth as I please?”

“Now, let’s go play with the lower body instead of the snout!”

“I don’t like that. These days, the neighborhood gisaengs’ vaginas are not so good······If it’s a sex toy, it feels like you have to grease it up and take care of it as a sex toy······”

A day that ends languidly.

Sniff! A beggar who had been listening to the conversation of drunken passersby under a nearby bridge pitifully wiped his runny nose.

Strong whiskey flowed down between his teeth.

Ugh-

“You guys can hear everything already.”

The beggar started chewing the jerky and then burst out laughing.

The drones disguised as hawks and eagles are not items of Open, but of our competitor, Haomen. Of course, they don’t know that.

In the open world, it is a secret shared only by those with a higher level of skill, but in the open world, they directly tame wild boars and magpies, and use martens on the ground.

They are small and hard to see. They are spread out in every corner of Surtr.

As soon as I find the falcon, I’ll have to secretly destroy it.

“Hey, why are you smearing grease on a sex toy that isn’t a military vehicle? It feels like a cannon.”

The beggar was the openness that the residents in front of the lumber store talked about. It was a place where even the six-legged shack could not even look at. Beijing has been a region that has valued openness since the past.

However, Gaebong is not an old-fashioned and closed organization that would cause trouble to ordinary citizens by reporting such things one by one.

The Seven Seats are not the kings of a kingdom in the distant past, and the barbaric culture of dragging people away and breaking their spines just because they bring something to their mouths does not exist in Surtr.

The Central Plains martial arts world is a crowded but beautiful place.

“The Seventh Seat Emperor Huang Lun is not even a party leader.”

Even if you don’t know about the Seven Seats, if you carelessly curse at the head of the family, you can die without anyone knowing and go see the King of Hell. You’ll die with a pale and pale face, like you’ve been poisoned by lead.

The beautiful ecosystem of Murim operates roughly like that.

···That was then.

“hey.”

“?”

“Let me ask for directions.”

Swish-

Someone approached him from behind and thrust something bright red next to him. A cool sensation brushed his cheek.

First, is that a gun?

The bewildered Gaebodo’s eyes slowly and slightly turned around.

‘!’

When I looked, I saw that there were real credit notes hidden under the jerky. There were more than ten of them, each worth 1,000 credits. It was enough for the price of simple information.

‘There are three people. Two on either side are high-level players, above level 8.’

A tingling sensation was felt from both men and women. The openness briefly checked them out with the filth on the floor.

A man wearing sunglasses and a floral embroidered shirt. And a woman wearing something that looked like a nun’s habit. Both of them were clearly masters of a level that was hard to gauge right away.

In times like these, I know intuitively that there is no benefit to gathering information or meeting face to face.

Swish—

He pretended to be an ordinary beggar and asked with his fur hat pulled down low. He also threw away the forged tablet of the Sagyeolgae on his plump side.

“Hmm! You seem to be a noble child of a merchant. What are you doing to a dirty beggar like me? I’ll tell you in advance that I’m just a lowly official and don’t handle important information!”

Openness asked an ordinary man who felt no energy between two masters who he could not measure. An incompetent man with two great masters on both sides. It would be difficult for anyone who was not the son of a merchant or the concubine of a great family.

Soon, the young man opened his mouth.

“Why is the atmosphere on the street like this?”

Twelve, it was Revan.

* * *

Kuuuuung—!

When I arrived in Surtr and left the station, the air felt different than before.

It’s a little heavy.

There is something called the overall atmosphere of a city. Level 10 insight and intuition are more sensitive than you might think, so you often sense the sense of discomfort hidden behind the city.

It can’t be for a trivial reason like the martial arts world’s nonsense of Yu Baek-i and Cheongpung-i······

So, I found a place that looked reasonably high. It was near a logging street with neon signs scattered everywhere, and it was under a pond and a culvert. It was the highest-ranking beggar in the area, and I would guess it was at least six feet tall.

“This body is a worthless piece of crap······.”

“It seems like the city atmosphere has changed. I searched the Baekmanbang portal but nothing much happened.”

“Well, these days, cities are under attack one after another, so things are a bit scary, and the cost of water has gone up quite a bit, so the residents are sensitive, and more than anything… Oh my, my knees are getting cold. Is it because I’m a street vendor…?”

Stop!

The beggar suddenly stopped talking, making excuses that his knees hurt.

I handed over a few more credit notes. This time the denomination was different. This time there was an extra zero.

The beggar was startled and snatched it away, saying, “Even high-ranking beggars are greedy for money.”

“That’s because megacorps and large corporations are hiding their bodies. Since the Seven Seats aren’t in a good mood, who would dare to move their bodies? It’s the end.”

Pick it up one by one.

As if he was done talking, the beggar grabbed his hat and lowered it like a snail entering its shell. Now, because he had lowered his hat so much, only his stubble-covered chin was visible.

As I held out a heap of fifty thousand credit notes from the Federal Reserve, a gauntleted hand snatched them up in an instant, lowered its head to the floor, and whispered:

A faint sound came to my ears.

[ Seven Seated Emperor Lun, he himself has appeared and is stirring up this vast Surtr, cutting off the heads of traitors and those suspected of being traitors. Up until now, the number of people who have been beheaded without even knowing the reason is over a hundred, and only he knows whether they are truly traitors or not. Thanks to this, companies are careful about their behavior. It is best to refrain from using swords or getting into big fights within the city. They might suddenly behead you if they suspect you of being a traitor. ]

Degul-

“Ong, oh, oh.”

The beggar relayed information through voice like an NPC in a CityNet game, then slumped down like a drunk person. Then he started snoring and snoring as if he was drunk. Now, no matter how much money you give him, there is no information related to him.

Or maybe it’s so rough that you can’t even handle it properly, including the portal and other means of dealing with it.

In the end, it seems that the Seven-Leaded Emperor suddenly goes around hunting down and killing traitors and suspected traitors within the city.

But why now?

The previous head of the Namgung family also had a suspicious ulterior motive, and only after he completely betrayed himself did the Seven Seats’ sword start flying. This means that he was not a person who was particularly interested in identifying traitors.

However, since I cannot fully understand the intentions of the Seven Seats, I have no choice but to be cautious like other companies.

Rudolph chuckled as if it was nothing.

“Snail Shakki. You’re being really thorough when it comes to the subject of decisions, aren’t you?”

“Dolph.”

“yes.”

“If you’re going to talk nonsense, keep your mouth shut. If you make a fuss, our information will be leaked to them and spread around.”

Then Rudolph came and whispered.

“Yes, bro. But isn’t Wangchosam superior to that beggar? He’s a Ragnarok fan. Why do the two of them have similar energy?”

“There’s no need to send a great intelligence agent to Ragnarok because it’s small and insignificant. After all, even the Megacorps that have properly taken root are just half-companies.”

Surtr is much larger in land mass and has a population that is a hundred times more ridiculous. In Surtr, even the lord of a region is considered high in rank, so it is not something to be ignored like Wangchosam. Furthermore, he is a guy who is born with good fortune and has strong connections with the Open Elders, Pungryunggae and Unpyeong Seonsaeng.

“You’re saying that if you boil that damn bastard, you can do whatever you want with him.”

“Anyway, since there is a puppeteer, beggars can’t come in easily.”

“Brother. Did you decide to eat on the same side as Vee Tang?”

“no.”

We passed through the Beijing lumber yard where the big business Hwangbo was in full control and found a hamburger restaurant. Since we had to eat a lot of wild vegetable rice once we got to Shaolin, we appeased our hunger with a greasy hamburger and then headed to Songshan.

— Go back! No visitors allowed!

However, the mountain gate leading up to Sungsan and Shaolin was swept by a cold wind. They were no longer accepting guests. From the first gate at the bottom of the mountain, the monks were glaring. Judging from the atmosphere, they would not accept us either.

Shaolin was locked up like a sealed door after the previous leader, Shin Seung, tried to turn the martial arts world upside down and failed, which made the Federation and other companies wary. This was the reason why the name Shaolin was not widely known in the Federation recently.

Of course, there are still many who think of Shaolin when they think of the leader of Beijing, but it is generally accepted that its influence has declined significantly compared to the great influence it had before the disappearance of the new monks. After that incident, there were quite a few monks who chose to break away from the order, whether voluntarily or involuntarily.

As I approached the gate, the gatekeeper, Musung, recognized me.

“This is Revan.”

“······No one can ascend through prose.”

“I came to see the abbot. It doesn’t matter if I don’t go up to Sungsan. If the abbot won’t see me, I’ll go back and come back next time.”

“Then please wait here for a moment. I will convey the message to the person above.”

fault!

When I spoke politely, the monk slightly relaxed his stance and climbed up onto the mountain gate.

The one who was organizing the chaotic Shaolin at the time was none other than Master Gwangbeop. And I was the one who joined hands with Master Gwangbeop and turned Shaolin upside down. If you remember the day when Daeungjeon was turned into a fire starter, you can’t insist on going up there.

Fortunately, Gwangbeop, the former head of the Nahan sect and current head of Shaolin, came flying down to the mountain gate a few minutes after one of the gatekeepers jumped up.

“Have you been well?”

“Amitabha······.”

As soon as Gwangbeop saw Ahimsa, he noticed the energy flowing through his whole body and said:

“The aura of a powerful wizard. Are you a pilgrim?”

“yes.”

“A long time ago, I visited Shaolin once. I wanted to see the green jade Buddha statue, a sacred object of Shaolin, with my own eyes, so the abbot at that time showed it to me.”

“Why did you show the sacred water to the wizard?”

“At that time, Shaolin was so arrogant because of its great prominence, and it forgot its duty to save all living beings and focused on fighting the magic world to increase its own power. It was because it was giving its confidence to a mere guest. However, when the pilgrim saw the green jade Buddha statue, he said there was no god, and the abbot of the time said that he was the Buddha and chased him out.”

It was an unknown secret. Varna, who denied gods and religion, came to Shaolin in person. Gwangbeop is the highest distribution in modern Shaolin, and he is a person who has passed a century in a funny way. Just hearing about the days of their youth was interesting.

After Varna, I brought up the topic of Ahimsa. The monk Gwangbeop nodded calmly.

“······It was Shaolin’s fault, and an oversight. There are scholar monks who study and research, not monks who practice martial arts, within the temple grounds. I will call them. If the answer is in the Buddhist scriptures, you will achieve it, and if not, you will not.”

The scholar monks are the root of Shaolin scholarship. They are similar to magicians who are obsessed with research, and even the original lords are not the ones who can tell them what to do. If we persecute them and interpret the scriptures as we please, we will end up like Shaolin in the past, actively participating in the great war, creating Angulimala, and causing massacres.

However, this time, the head of the temple is a madman who has broken the precepts. He smokes, but he is a true Buddhist. It seems that it would be acceptable to accept the favor of the madman by bringing Ahimsa into the temple and making them associate with him.

The conversation with Shaolin progressed quickly.

“Revan, I’ll be back.”

“Do you have a communication chip?”

“Yes, I have it.”

“Have a nice trip.”

Ahimsa nodded and went up to Sungsan with the lighted law.

And I just happened to hear from the hamburger shop that Meng Yu-baek was in Beijing. Before going to see Jin Gong-jin and Dok-goo-ung-baek, I thought it would be a good idea to go see my disciple. With that plan, I turned around in front of Sung-san.

······however.

In an instant, a distant air tickled my skin. Just as if lightning had struck from the sky, my hair and fluff stood on end. Not only me, but the gatekeeper of Sungsan and Rudolph were the same.

Rudolph said, slowly running his arms down his chest.

“Brother, did lightning strike you all of a sudden?”

“Is it just my imagination?”

Dddd …

At that moment, a force powerful enough to lift the Earth’s axis blasts from the sky.

It wasn’t my imagination. I was about to joke some more, but I stopped immediately and pulled out the light. A tangible force covered my goosebump-ridden skin.

“Brother, why are you suddenly pulling out your sword—”

Kwajijijik!

A sound that tore through the air. I looked up.

There, a sword with incredible aerodynamic power was falling through space. No matter how I looked at it, it was falling over my head. First, I used my full power to unleash the first attack, kicking away the sword that was falling like a meteor.

———————Bam!

The sword that bounced off the sound of eardrums being ripped off was stuck in the Shaolin Mountain Gate. A sword with a unique pattern engraved on it. It was twice as long and wide as a normal sword. A sword with a huge amount of sword energy shining. The monks guarding the Shaolin Mountain Gate opened their eyes wide in fright.

“······.”

As I was staring at the sky in silence, they shouted.

“Avoid! This is the sword of the Yellow Wheel!”

Seven Seated Emperor Wheel.

As soon as the warriors’ shouts were heard, three swords floated up into the sky near Sungsan Mountain. Then, they twisted their trajectories vertically in the sky and began to slash down, cutting through space. Rudolph screamed in a fit of rage.

······Igigeeogeom (以氣馭劍).

There was no room to consider the circumstances and then make a move.

Wheaaa …

The space surrounding the sword distorts. A thunderous roar strikes the mountain gate of Sungsan. Meanwhile, thick mana barriers appear over my head, and the trajectory of the five-shaped sword, as thin as a thread, is engraved.

bang!

Soon, the swords clashed with each other. The energy contained in the three swords was truly unparalleled in the world. I used this technique to kick away the three falling swords. The swords bounced in all directions, one of which was re-inserted into Shaolin’s mountain gate, and the other two were deeply embedded in the ground, resounding with their sword names.

But that wasn’t the end of it.

Kuguguguguguguung—!

“······.”

Let’s block the four swords, and as if to say, “Block this too,” five swords fly at us.

It was not just a sword, but a five-handed sword with a genuine, invisible energy. At that time, I had no choice but to take out the five-handed sword’s four basic styles and fight with all my might.

The five swords that fell as if they were going to crush the mountain gate of Sungsan and the immovable herbaceous pattern carved in the air made contact in an instant.

——————!

From the point of impact, a great wave of energy was born and spread out in an instant. The axis of the earth flipped over silently, and dust flew in all directions. The screams of the residents could be heard from afar, and the monks guarding the mountain gate were also injured by the sudden explosion of energy.

Cool—

He frowned deeply in the dust.

“Dolph.”

“······.”

I turned around because the guy who was making a fuss didn’t answer.

Then, through the dust that was gradually clearing away.

“······.”

I could vaguely see that the monk Gwangbeop, who had ascended to Ahimsa and Sanmun, had returned and spread out an incredible dharma.

Gurruruk—

Next came a single, massive sword stuck into the Dolphin’s chest as if he were executing him.

“Cock······.”

The eyes of the Dolphin, who was about to turn back. The dazzling heat and the smell of burning squid were blazing. Most of the body of the bastard was covered in pitch black, but a sword had already passed through his chest and was stuck in the ground.

I blocked eight of them, but I couldn’t block one. If it had fallen towards me, I would have blocked it somehow.

That’s when I realized I wasn’t the target.

Dolph, that damn thing was the problem.

First of all, I said with a sigh of relief.

“Dolph. Have you prepared a magic trick to draw your sword?”

“Kuaaaaaaah!”

“Hey, what’s wrong?”

If this guy was complaining about that much pain, then he was really in real pain. Thanks to the achievements of external attacks, he was able to withstand attacks that would have killed even the most skilled player with just one bite.

“Did you fail by any chance by trying to do a tea show without telling me?”

“Khaaaaak!”

“You’re so absorbed in your training.”

“Khaaak! Quite aaaaah!”

“This guy was impressed.”

Rudolph, who had been yelling, spoke with a loud voice. Sad tears fell from his eyes.

“No, bro. Stop being a jerk and just pull it out······!”

“I want to pick it too.”

“But why won’t you pick me!”

I looked at Rudolph, who was impaled on a sword, with pity and turned my gaze away.

And then, with his close eyes, he pointed to the distant sky.

now.

Beyond the splendid high-rise pavilions built on the opposite side of Sungsan Mountain.

When the nine swords of the Igi-geom failed, the new form, floating in the air and approaching like a god, revealed its fearsome majesty. It must have been very angry, because even from afar, the sight of the invisible form shimmering could be discerned.

The Seven Seats of Surtr.

Soon, the area around Sungsan was filled with the sound of Hwangryun’s angry voice.

—Who keeps interrupting my event?