The Ruler Of Darkness - Chapter 645



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Episode 645

Chapter 20: Inevitability

He who has a shovel, took up a shovel.

He who has a pickaxe, took up the pickaxe.

Those without shovels or pickaxes picked up anything they could from the surrounding debris.

“One, two…!”

The leader of the patrol team of the underground waterway of the Fairy Order shouted.

“Push…!”

In response to that voice, the soldiers, patrolmen, and even the survivors rushed in and began to push the dead together.

“Euaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa…!”

“Geuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu…!”

The cries of the living and the cries of the dead intersected.

The lions tried to resist, flailing their rotten limbs, but they could not overcome the living men who formed a formation and pushed forward as one body.

“It’s getting pushed…!”

“Pushing away…!”

The leader of the underground waterway patrol also cheered at the cheers heard.

“Good…!”

That day.

After the nightmare of Sin Valley, many people’s lives changed.

For most of them, it was impossible to return to their normal lives.

“When I close my eyes, it feels like I go back in time… ”

“Is this reality right now…? Could it be that the Demonic Cult is deceiving us even at this very moment…?”

Many people like herself have taken refuge in the seonnyeo sect and entrusted their bodies and minds to it.

I heard that there were also people who volunteered to be government soldiers to maintain public order or even to join the government army.

but.

“I can’t get out of this… No matter what I do, I can’t get out of this…”

Those who took their own lives.

There are probably countless people who have completely lost their minds.

The leader himself didn’t bother to let everyone know what was going on.

If you see for yourself that so many people’s hearts have been broken.

Because it felt like even his own heart would be broken along with them.

however.

“one…!”

He shouted again.

‘okay…!’

The lions beyond the shovel he was holding resisted with wild, frantic outstretched hands.

But he didn’t even blink an eye.

‘I’ve been waiting for this moment…!’

If there was a reason why he had to go through all those nightmares.

Wasn’t it meant for a moment like this?

“two…!”

From some point on.

One of my eyes wasn’t seeing well.

In the midst of my confusion, it felt like a lion had scratched my face.

Was it just the blood flowing from his forehead, or was he completely blind?

But at least the leader.

I didn’t care about that stuff now.

“Push it…!”

Everyone put their heads together and worked together as one.

“Kkaaaaaaaaaaaaah…!”

“Whoaaaaaaaaaaaaa…!”

They took a step or two in an instant, with a scream that was more like a roar than a scream.

but.

“…what?!”

One or two steps.

That was it.

“Geeeeeeeeeee…!”

“Krrrrr! Krrrrrrr!”

The patrol leader realized.

The lions’ roars were soon surpassing their own shouts and cries.

How did this happen?

Kwarrrrung…!

Amid the thunder, someone’s voice was heard.

“They keep increasing in number…! They keep increasing in number…!”

“… … !”

That’s right.

More than the number they pushed and destroyed.

More lions were crawling up from the culvert.

“Hey, I’m getting pushed…!”

“Don’t push! Don’t push…!”

It was only in an instant that I was pushed back as much as I had been pushed back before.

And in the process.

“S-save me…!”

“Eww, eww… ?!”

There were even cases of people being pushed back helplessly, losing their balance, falling, and breaking away from the formation.

“Pull him out…!”

“Drag him…!”

While others were fiercely holding them back, they grabbed those who had fallen and pulled them out.

“Kuaaak…! Kuaaak…!”

“Oh my god, he’s dead…!”

However, most of those sucked in were already seriously injured or dead.

‘this…?!’

Being overwhelmed by numbers has nothing to do with individual fighting spirit or fear of the lion.

With only a handful of his own patrol and a group of unarmed soldiers who had come out to prepare for the heavy rain, he could not overcome the enemy’s numbers.

But still.

“Euaaaaaaaaaaaa…!”

Even as he was being pushed back, he resisted by swinging his shovel fiercely.

Even as the formation collapsed and they were pushed back helplessly, he fought at the very front.

‘Oh, medicinal fairy!’

He ducked and twisted his body to avoid the arms aimed at his head.

He leapt up in one breath and blew off two heads at once.

“I’m sorry, honey.”

The wife took the children and left for her parents’ house.

“Because of your seizures every night… I can’t help it for the safety of the children, please understand… .”

All those experiences I had accumulated in the nightmare of the Valley of Sin had taken a lot from me.

I lost something precious.

but.

“Kyaak…!”

Ignoring the lion hanging on his shoulder, he bit the lion’s face first, thrusting the shovel into its chest, and then knocked the lion down, which was still hanging on him.

Kwak…!

His shovel smashed the bastard’s skull.

at the same time.

That experience made him a warrior with the common name of Wangpal.

‘It is people who save people…!’

He believed.

“Hang in there…! Everyone, hang in there…!”

He shouted.

“Once they start sneaking out into the alleys, things are going to get out of control…!”

Because of the roaring of lions, the thunder and lightning, and the heavy rain pouring down everywhere.

“… … !”

“… … !”

It seemed like I could hear people shouting something, but I couldn’t understand it properly.

Does this mean we should retreat?

How many of them are left around?

How many of them are fighting together?

Suddenly…!

“Huh…?!”

My feet were caught and I fell down.

Rolled around in the mud.

It was because a lion with only his waist left grabbed his ankle.

‘This kind of situation is so familiar that it makes my head spin!’

Bam…!

His feet pushed away the charging lion and he tried to rise up with the recoil.

but.

‘Stamina…!’

His body, which had already passed its limits long ago, could not keep up with his will.

“under…!”

Wang Pal laughed.

I chose to laugh.

Just based on his performance so far, he has achieved feats that are hard to believe were accomplished by an ordinary person with no internal energy.

‘Fuck, at this rate, even the prestigious Luoyang Swordsmanship Association would at least give me the title of Honorary Warrior on their ancestral rites table…!’

He was lying down resisting without the time or strength to get up at the last moment.

I saw the lion’s mouth rushing towards my face.

‘Is this it?’

at that time.

Someone’s voice came to his ear.

“Are you going to give up?”

and.

With a flash of light.

Oh my…!

The head of the lion that was rushing at the patrol leader Wang Pal exploded.

“If you survived that nightmare?”

The owner of the spear that saved Wang Pal instantly stabbed, slashed, and struck all around, cutting up the surrounding lions.

“… … ?!”

Patrol leader Wang Pal was shocked.

The movements of the owner of that window had absolutely nothing to do with internal energy.

but.

Papa pat! Papa pat!

His movements were leisurely like cherry blossom petals blowing in the spring breeze, so no lion’s hand or fang could touch him.

Thud, thud! Crunch… !

The trajectory of his spear was perfectly refined, and he subdued the lions cleanly without a single waste.

And the patrol leader Wang Pal knew exactly who owned the spear.

“The man of great training, Commander Zhang San… ?!”

Manryeonja.

This character means someone who has learned and trained ten thousand times, and is said to have suffered the nightmare of the Valley of Sin, where personal differences existed, for the longest time.

Anyone who survived that nightmare knew that name.

“Now he is not a sergeant but a lieutenant.”

“Teacher…?!”

Manryunja Jang Sam smiled faintly and raised his hand towards the back as he shouted.

“We rescued our last ally…!”

He waved his arm, which was wrapped in a fine armour as befitting a knight, straight out.

“Shoot…!”

Wang Pal, the leader of the patrol unit of the Fairy Cult, could hear the sound of the rain that was even more fierce than the maddening downpour.

Shoo, shoo, shoo shoo shoo shoo shoo shoo…!

The lions rolled helplessly on the ground under the torrential rain of arrows pouring down from all directions.

“Charge, forward…!”

At the command of the great general, Jang Sam, cheers erupted from all directions.

“Ewwaaaaaaaaaaaa…!”

“Charge forward…!”

They were elite soldiers who wore much better equipment than the ordinary soldiers in charge of public security in Luoyang.

They began to charge simultaneously from all sides, leading with their long spears and heading down the slope formed by the collapse.

“Are you hurt anywhere?”

Wang Pal nodded his head in bewilderment at Manryunja Jang Sam’s question.

“There are no major injuries, but what about the instructor…?”

From his last memory.

Although Manryunja Jang Sam was quickly rising in the ranks, he was only a general at best.

“Thanks to the second princess of the sword family, I caught the eye of the governor of Luoyang.”

“Your Highness…? The Governor of Nanyang…?”

“There are no major injuries.”

He asked Manryunja Jang Sam, who had personally checked the extent of his injuries.

“My crew members…?”

“They are safe.”

Manryunja Jang Sam raised his head and shouted at the approaching soldiers.

“Let’s move to the rear first, feed him something, and give him our armor and weapons…!”

“You mean the coffin equipment? For me…?”

When Jo Jang-wang-pal asked while lying on a stretcher with the help of his soldiers, Man-ryeon-ja Jang-sam asked with a look of surprise on his face.

“Are you going to stop fighting?”

“… … !”

Jo Jang Wang Pal’s eyes grew wide.

“under…!”

Soon he burst into loud laughter.

“Of course we have to fight…! What can I say, of course we have to fight to the end…!”

“good.”

Manryunja Jang Sam nodded as if he was satisfied and said.

“Currently, throughout Luoyang, lions are crawling endlessly through the underground waterways, and there is no telling when this will end.”

“Endlessly throughout Luoyang…?”

As the soldiers lifted the stretcher, Manryunja Jang Sam smiled and spoke to Jo Jang Wang Pal.

“Where have you experienced this before?”

He turned around, banged his spear on the ground, and shouted at the soldiers.

“Like the operations currently unfolding at the entrances to other canals, our goal is to tie them down at the entrance…!”

How can that voice, which has no inner strength, resonate so refreshingly?

“Fight with the determination to keep those bastards locked behind bars forever…!”

Even as he was carried away on a stretcher, Jo Jang Wang Pal could clearly hear his orders.

“… You’re so sturdy, right?”

Hearing Wang Pal’s voice, one of the soldiers carrying the stretcher spoke to him.

“Are you a warrior of the Fairy Cult? You have truly done a great job.”

“Unmanned? I’m just a patrolman.”

“no.”

When Wang Pal felt embarrassed, the officer shook his head.

“Thanks to the fact that Muin stood at the front until the very end, the poor people at the corners of the alleys were able to stop the lions until the very end.”

“The poor people behind…?”

He raised his head and looked reflexively at the corner of the alley.

“Whaaaaaaaaaa…!”

“We did it…!”

There were a large number of poor people there who cheered the soldiers’ activities.

Their shabby appearance and the sight of the lions sprawled on the ground showed how fierce the battle had been.

“They say that the poor people volunteered to come forward and stop the lions from spreading.”

“… … !”

King Chojang was more shocked by those words than by the corpses crawling out of the ground.

‘The poor have come forward…?’

“If it weren’t for them, even if we came, things would have been very difficult. As you may have heard, there’s chaos everywhere right now… .”

Those who were grateful for the help, but took it for granted that they would receive the help again.

Those who could remain silent in the face of all other injustices in order to preserve their own lives.

Those who did not hesitate to steal or rob when they had the chance.

‘Those poor people…?’

What does it mean?

What does this change mean?

“… This is just my personal opinion.”

The officer said.

“You guys, the Order of the Fairies, are really doing a great job.”

“… … .”

Wang Pal, the leader of the Fairy Cult, lay down on the stretcher again.

The sky was still dark and pitch black, and the autumn rain was bitterly cold.

Winter hasn’t even started yet.

But for some reason.

In it.

“… … .”

He felt the scent of spring drawing near.

* * *

“I wanted to spread fear and confusion among the people by simple means….”

Zhuge Nanjun (諸葛藍?), who was staring into space with his yellow eyes, clicked his tongue as if he was displeased.

“But, it doesn’t matter.”

Inevitability is inevitable because it will definitely happen that way.

Tonight’s night in Luoyang will never end.

The dawn of dawn will not come.

“Tell the church.”

The chaos that is coming is bound to come.

“The soldiers are sufficiently dispersed.”

Their slight resistance only creates minor delays.

“As you begin to move the main force, at the same time. As I told you, block all eyes and ears of the Luoyang Sword Family.”

Jegal Nam-gun laughed as he watched the offerings being carried into the room one by one by the ‘resurrected one’.

“Hey, I’ll test whether that ignorant bastard can see a thousand miles away even with his eyes and ears blocked.”