The Ruler Of Darkness - Chapter 650



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Episode 650

Chapter 25: Successor

Kwarrrrung…!

In the midst of thunder and lightning.

An agent from the Luoyang Swordsmanship Information Bureau, dressed in a nightgown, cautiously climbed over the mansion’s wall.

[Nothing].

After he raised his eyesight and checked inside, the rest of the agents climbed over the wall one after another and landed silently in the garden.

“… … .”

Swish.

The eyes of the last squad leader who had settled down narrowed.

[…There is nothing abnormal, that is abnormal.]

[yes?]

[Look.]

Flash, gurgle…!

Lightning flashed, and the entire mansion was revealed in an instant.

and.

[…okay.]

The rest of the agents also noticed something obvious.

[There is no sign of popularity.]

like.

There was no sign of life in the mansion, as if everyone had disappeared at the same time.

[… Go straight inside and check.]

Was it something that made you feel strongly certain?

Without waiting for the other agents’ answers or hiding his presence, the leader crossed the garden using all of his body techniques.

Tata tata tata tat…!

[promotion…?!]

[If there were people inside, it would be a big problem…?!]

[Damn it! I’m going to follow the leader and assist him right now…!]

As they crossed the open garden together, their hearts felt like they were going to burst.

This place was like enemy territory, so they openly crossed the enemy lines.

[promotion…!]

[Chief, where are you…?!]

Ta-tat, ta-ta-tat…!

They rushed into the mansion, passing through several doors that the foreman had already thrown wide open.

and.

[Over there, check out the leader’s appearance…!]

When they found the leader standing frozen in the mansion’s spacious conference room.

“… What is this?!”

“…crazy.”

They ended up swearing out loud without even realizing it.

“… Report to your superiors, no. Report to the head of the household immediately.”

The leader spoke, unable to take his eyes off the horror inside the horrific conference room.

“Confirmation of a site where large-scale human sacrifice is believed to have taken place at the Huangfu Family collateral branch in Luoyang.”

“Ugh…!”

The foreman ignored the sound of the new recruit vomiting on the floor and approached the piled corpses, removing a few limbs.

Okay then.

“… That person?!”

The captain nodded at the agent’s words as he confirmed the relatively intact face of the badly damaged body.

“Hwangbo Se confirmed the identity of Hwangbo Suk, the head of the Luoyang collateral family.”

He took a step back, counted the total number, took a guess, and came to a conclusion.

“…it appears that there will be no survivors.”

* * *

Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk…

Six arms holding six swords slowly began to move, drawing circles.

As with statues of Buddha.

By drawing flames on himself, he seemed to be revealing that he was a being of a different class.

“…the immortal and undefeated empress.”

The swordsman of the Hwasan faction lowered his posture and clenched his teeth, unable to hide his nervous expression.

“I heard in advance that she joined hands with the Demonic Cult-. Huh?!”

Gooooooooooooooooooo…!

Along with the strange sounds coming from the two mouths, a wave of terrifying intimidation burst out and struck the two people.

“No, wait a minute, this…!”

Papa Pot…!

The Wudangpa’s Taecheong Jinin (太淸眞人) avoided the waves, did a few somersaults backwards in one breath, and screamed as he retreated.

“That figure isn’t just joining hands with the Demonic Cult, but rather has become one with the Demonic Cult…?!”

Crack, crack…!

The Empress’s wrists began to move in strange orbits, rapidly spinning her swords.

Karak, kararararak…!

“100 million…?!”

“Ugh…!”

Just by that wind pressure.

The debris from the buildings that had been cut down by her blow began to be sucked in, and even the buildings that had been intact began to sway.

Bang, papapapang…!

“What the heck, that crazy old hag…?!”

The shaman’s Taecheongjinin shouted loudly while quickly striking away dozens of pieces of debris with the hem of his sleeve.

“If you become such a monster, what on earth are you going to do?!”

Kukukukung…!

He barely managed to jump over the building that was falling towards him, making a sound that was either a scream or a yell.

“… That must be the fear of the Demonic Cult that we don’t know about.”

“Don’t be scared, huh?!”

The sword energy that suddenly shot out from the spinning empress’s sword cut off a clump of Taecheongjinin’s hair.

“My precious hair-?!”

Ignoring the Taecheongjinin’s loud voice, the Hwasan Sword Army lowered their posture even further and raised their internal strength.

“…I will go.”

“No, wait-?!”

Before Taecheongjin could even suggest a strategic retreat, Geomgun launched himself forward, kicking the ground as if exploding.

Shh, shh shh, shh shh shh…!

The sword energy shooting out from the six rotating swords instantly turned the sword soldiers’ clothes into rags.

Papat…!

In an instant, his face and entire body were covered in fine stab wounds.

but.

“… … .”

Isn’t he digging deeper into himself through the dark incense incense that he has polished to the point of polarity without changing his expression at all?

“Oh my, the volcano’s madman…?!”

There was a choice to immediately turn around and run away, but Taecheongjin-in cursed and ran forward.

‘Damn it, if I run away alone, I’ll just get killed one by one…?!’

“You damn Primordial Heavenly Lord! You damned…!”

Papapapapak…!

He used the shaman’s shadowless legs to kick away eight pieces of debris in an instant, used his sword technique finger to channel the sword energy aimed at him, rolled his feet to dodge, and swung his sword madly with his other hand.

“Euaaaaaaaaaaaaah… ?!”

My hands and feet quickly became dizzy, and I couldn’t dig inside at all, but it didn’t matter.

Because that was the gamble from the beginning.

“Huh…!”

The volcanic swordsman dug right in front of the empress, and in the blink of an eye, the empress was kicked twice on the knees and feet, and her face was struck by the hand holding the sword, but she smiled.

It was a smile of conversion.

“okay-.”

From the beginning, there was a reason why the Empress tried to suppress them with simple force rather than with her powerful swordsmanship.

Six arms, six swords.

Because they interfered with each other, he couldn’t properly use the sword techniques he originally had.

“Huh…!”

Kwaaaaang…!

A close-ranged dark sword strike, and the resulting recoil causes the opponent to spin around in reverse and escape, a decisive blow.

Kaaaaang…!

‘Huh, really…?!’

Even if she loses her wits, is the Empress still the Empress?

Using only one arm, she deflected the swordsman’s sword with the sword technique her body remembered.

furthermore.

Kiririririk…!

In a sword technique where you climb up the opponent’s sword like a snake, isn’t it possible that the swordsman’s hand holding the sword will be cut?

But instead of letting go of his heavy sword, the swordsman shouted.

“Taecheongjinin…!”

“I know…!”

Jumping into the range covered in blood, Taecheongjin exuded a ghostly spirit.

Wudangpa (Wutangpa).

Taecheong swordsmanship.

The four images, the chaotic fog.

Kakang, kakakakakak…!

The rain poured down in all directions like a downpour, sending a huge amount of sparks flying.

Taecheong Jinin did not forget his role until the last moment, and he tied the five swords together securely, if only for a moment.

‘now-!’

The swordsman’s pupils instantly shrank to the limit.

‘What I learned in the North.’

What did he learn from his fight with Yeom Gwak-chu at Geomakgapsan?

A deep purple flame ignited from his dilated pupil.

‘What did I see in the Sword King and the Grand Duke?’

The wall of the wall.

What existed beyond that?

Gooooooo…!

The fierce flames of the Purple Cloud Divine Art soared from his entire body.

Hwasan faction.

The martial arts of the swordsman Dokmun.

Fragranceless sword knot.

Transcendent invitation style.

Crunch…!

The Empress’s sword was climbing up his sword and cutting through his right upper arm like a knife.

“Ugh… ?!”

Taecheongjinin, who had thrown his entire body, bounced back while spewing blood, and five swords began to rain down on his head at the same time.

‘It doesn’t matter…!’

Even my right arm, which I may never be able to use again.

The position of the leader of the Hwasan faction.

All that we have built up so far.

‘It doesn’t matter-!’

There is only one thing I draw.

The sword beyond the wall.

Just that one.

Gooooooooooooo…!

Before I knew it.

The purple light of Jahashin Gong began to boil and turn white.

and.

‘Bend…!’

How many things.

Without even knowing what to overcome.

With just one pure thought.

His sword in an instant.

It divided the space beyond the wall of walls.

‘crazy-?!’

The eyes of Taecheongjinin, who had been bouncing off, opened wide.

Before I knew it.

It was as if he had been stabbed without realizing it, and he could not see out of one eye.

That sword.

It was impossible for even one eye to not see the sword that had passed through the wall.

Even that was at its root a seeker of the truth.

And, that’s why.

Kaaaaaaaang…!

“… … ?!”

When the sword of the swordman stopped with a metallic sound at the empress’s waist, her mind could not help but go blank.

“Huh…?!”

Even the swordsman’s eyes were filled with despair.

“Kick, kick…!”

The mouth that suddenly sprouted from the Empress’s side, that mouth.

Even though it was half-broken, he stopped it by biting his own sword and taunted it.

“How foolish, for such a tiny thing.”

“Did you take a peek beyond the small wall and think you saw the universe?”

The Empress’s swords rained down on the heads of the swordsmen.

* * *

“It is assumed that the offering made by the Empress of the Hwangbo Family was from the Hwangbo Family collateral branch of Luoyang.”

The story of the Nanyang Sword Master.

The Director of the Information Bureau continued his report in an anxious voice.

“No reports have arrived from the Hwangbo family’s home in Shandong due to the distance, but please do so as quickly as possible.”

“-It’s okay.”

Yeon So-hyeon waved her hand while sitting on the stage of the Gajujeon.

“You don’t have to worry about it right now.”

“Mr. Chairman.”

Before the Director of Information could be convinced by those words, Sword Master Guan Qiu Xianwei spoke in a serious tone.

“The Empress was originally the Supreme Being, so the current Empress’s level of danger must be difficult to guess. Even now, send all the masters from inside and outside the family, including me, to-.”

“-no.”

Yeon So-hyeon shook her head.

“There is no need for that.”

“What is that-?”

The question of the Inspector General’s Office was left unanswered.

Thump-!

“… … ?!”

“… … ?!”

Everyone who had glimpsed a certain area within the castle looked in one direction at the strange energy coming from far away.

“because.”

Yeon So-hyeon also stared beyond the wall and smiled faintly.

“Now, the most suitable person for the job has arrived.”

* * *

Kakakakakakakak…!

The shape of a halo spread out from the tip of the finger was spinning fiercely, blocking the Empress’s swords right before the swordsmen’s eyes.

“Always. You said you wanted to rejuvenate, but I almost didn’t recognize you.”

Contrary to the jokey content.

A deep, heavy voice that is incredibly serious.

A back view like a mountain.

Martial arts like an active volcano.

“… … !”

“… … !”

The two old warriors from the Nine Sects present here could not help but recognize him.

“Leader…!”

Another supreme being.

From ancient times.

A sect that exists to protect the world from alien species and foreign objects that mere humans cannot resist.

The current successor of the Jeonjinpa (全眞派) sect of one-man transmission.

“When did you step down from your position as leader? You still call me leader?”

Former leader of the martial arts alliance.

Wang Cheol-jin appeared in Luoyang.