The Ruler Of Darkness - Chapter 652



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Episode 652

Part 2 Pure Madness

The Je-ma-myeol-sa-dae (Death-slaying-evil-squad).

They are originally.

Although he was working with the Three Princes (三公子) and Yeon Jeok-gwang, he did not appear during the Second Northern War.

And even after the Three Princes faction was disbanded, they did not come to the forefront.

“…surely.”

The head of the foreign hospital, Hakunhyung, said.

“For them, nothing is more important than the Demonic Cult. Maybe…”

He shook his head as if it was absurd even as he spoke.

“If I had to pick the most apolitical and pure group in this Luoyang swordsmanship, it would probably be them.”

“… That might be the case.”

Yeon So-hyeon smiled bitterly.

“I don’t know if their hatred, resentment, and madness can be described as pure.”

* * *

“Please evacuate the injured to the back quickly…!”

A female shaman from the Charity Temple of the Fairy Order shouted with her white clothes stained with blood.

It wasn’t her blood.

“Ahhhh…! My arm…!”

“Here, help! My comrade has a head injury!”

Many people were injured in the process of stopping the dead from spewing out onto the ground.

The medical skills of the female priestesses belonging to the Jaaewon shone even in this heavy rain.

but.

Snap…!

“Please take this off…!”

“Whoa…?!”

A soldier ran madly, grabbed the priestess of the Ziae Temple, and fell down with her.

“Let go of my hand…!”

“Let go of the priestess…!”

His fellow soldiers who were slightly injured nearby immediately rushed to him and tried to pull him away from the priestess of Ja-ae-won.

“Those bastards, the corpses are biting my neck…! Help me…! Please help me…!”

His bloodshot eyes were bloodshot and he clung to the priestess with such great strength that no matter how many times she lunged, it was nearly impossible to tear him off.

“What are you talking about, you punk…?!”

“There’s nothing on your neck…! You’re just injured…!”

“Wake up…!”

As they began to use all their might to gradually pull him away from the priestess of the Jaaewon, he began to convulse and scream, writhing all over his body.

“They’re still biting my neck…?! My neck…! My mooooooooooo…!”

“Hey, what if I miss it-?!”

Kwajik-!

He tore out his own throat.

“100 million…?!”

“What the hell…?!”

Phew, phew phew phew…!

Blood poured from his tattered neck.

The blood that had spurted out like a fountain poured down onto the face of the priestess of Ja-ae-won who had fallen down, and the fellow soldiers nearby could not help but be shocked.

however.

“What are you guys doing?!”

It seems like he doesn’t care at all about being covered in blood.

The priestess of the Jaaewon suddenly got up and was the first to catch the soldier who was collapsing after harming himself.

“Lay him down on the floor! We need to stop the bleeding!”

“I will help the priestess…!”

She ground her teeth as she crumpled up some rags to stop the bleeding into the officer’s torn neck.

‘This symptom is…!’

She knew the symptom.

‘Madness caused by continuous exposure to magical energy…!’

From the past.

Many people who have been in and out of the deep layers of the underground waterway have exhibited this type of madness.

however.

The same symptoms are beginning to appear in those who were fighting on the surface now.

“Tell your commanders!”

She shouted at the soldiers while covered in blood.

“Right now, right now…! We need to pull back our troops…!”

The highest ranking one among them expressed his displeasure.

“Ha, but…! If we can’t block them at the entrance, this defense operation will be impossible…!”

Just like the Fairy Cult.

Although many volunteers came to help, there were countless entrances and exits to the underground waterways that served as both sewers and rainwater channels.

And even more.

In response to the events taking place throughout Luoyang, regardless of the effectiveness of the defense.

The number of people was not enough to give up the entrance and widen the siege.

“but…!”

The priestess of the Jaaewon cried out.

“If this continues, more people will go mad-!”

That was when.

“ohm(?)——-.”

“… … ?!”

Through the noise of battle and the thunder.

In the priestess’s ears, clearly.

A low vibrating mantra was heard.

“voice…?”

“What is this…?”

Some.

The warriors who came from outside looked bewildered because of the Yongbongjihoe.

“What is this sound…?!”

The faces of those from Luoyang, including the officials and soldiers of the Fairy Cult, turned pale.

“Tell the commander…!”

The officer who had been embarrassed by the priestess’s words screamed.

“They came…!”

* * *

“… … .”

“… … .”

Those who had volunteered and come from outside Luoyang swallowed dry saliva.

“ohm(?)——-.”

It’s not like I haven’t heard of beings that make their allies tremble in fear more than their enemies.

There were even many people here who had experienced it firsthand.

“ohm(?)——-.”

Even in the Buddhist temple, there were those in a position to enforce discipline.

Even within the mercenary unit, there was someone responsible for military discipline.

Even among a group of mere ronin, there were those who were harsher on their fellows in order to maintain order.

but.

“ohm(?)——–.”

“ohm(?)———–.”

Among them.

No one has shown up here.

There were no people as vile as these authors.

Jangle, jangle.

Amidst the thunder, the strange magical implements attached to their bodies made an unpleasant noise.

Their armor was adorned with all sorts of miscellaneous amulets of unknown origin.

Above the amulets, the red mirror-like red sand that had flowed down while soaking wet in the heavy rain made them look like they were covered in blood.

Their exposed skin was densely covered with strange religious tattoos.

“ohm(?)——–.”

“ohm(?)———–.”

Obviously.

What they were reciting in a low voice was a congratulatory message.

“ohm(?)——–.”

“ohm(?)———–.”

That voice.

It was even more ominous than the howls of the dead who crawled up from the ground and attacked the living.

anyone.

Muttered their names.

“…Jemaeolsa-dae.”

at that time.

“ah…?!”

The field commander, who had rushed up from below upon hearing the news, discovered them.

“Stop…! Now, stop for a moment…! I’m the field commander here-!”

suddenly.

And, a skinny hand rose between the warriors of the Je-ma-myeol-sa-dae.

Soul jade, pure silver, white gold, and ghost iron.

Bracelets made of materials known to ward off misfortune and ward off evil spirits are clashing against each other.

It was a clear, yet extremely ominous sound at the same time.

“Burn them all and kill them.”

The mantra that had been continuing like this suddenly stopped.

“… … !”

“… … ?!”

moment.

The field commander, his legs untied, sat in the mud, but no one made fun of him.

Not only that.

Because many people here had taken it to mean to burn everyone here to death.

“Commander…!”

The first to come to their senses was the priestess of Ja-ae-won.

“Immediately, withdraw all forces…!”

“… … ?!”

The officer on the scene, who came to his senses at her words, ran downstairs and shouted with increasing force.

“Retreat…! Everyone, retreat…!”

“what…?”

“Suddenly retreating…?!”

Those fighting below were confused by the incomprehensible orders.

But soon they.

I could clearly understand the reason for the retreat order.

Clang…!

“Geuuuuu… ?!”

A lion that had just passed through the doorway was hit in the head with a piece of porcelain and staggered.

The porcelain shattered into pieces and gave off a sticky, pungent smell, but the already dead lion couldn’t tell what it was.

“Light the holy oil.”

Hwaruk…!

As the lion, whose head was pierced by a flaming arrow, fell backwards, red flames began to spread around it along with the rainwater.

“Burn it. Burn all the wrongdoers.”

Clang, clang.

Additionally, dozens of ceramics sealed with amulets flew out and shattered, instantly turning the entrance to the canal into a pool of blood red fire.

“Kueeeeeeek…?!”

“Keeeeeeeeeeee…!”

Burning lions leapt out of the black smoke, screaming.

“100 million…?!”

Just like that shape.

The image of sinners burning forever in hell bursting out made the bones of those who retreated chill.

“Kill them. Kill all the unclean things.”

The sharp blades engraved with oracle bone script began to cut down the burning lions in an instant.

In place of the retreating troops.

They quickly formed a siege net and cut down everything that came up from the pit.

“Stand up. So that no one will be tempted to go down the wrong path.”

“Keeeeeek…!”

The warriors of the Jema Myulsa Dae began to erect the lions on wooden poles and place them on the soft ground.

“Kararak…?!”

“Kaaaaaaaaaah…!”

The lions were impaled on stakes and burning, screaming terribly.

In the dark sky, thunder and lightning were thundering and rain was pouring down, but the flames from the oil burned them like torches.

“… … .”

There was someone who looked at the sight with dead eyes, without any emotion.

That skinny old man was the leader of this Jema-Malsa Squad.

“…if the light of the gods does not reach the earth.”

He spoke as if mumbling.

“We will burn the evil spirits and illuminate the world with their light.”

The rainwater was quickly sucked into the canal, and the burning flames were also being swept away, but it didn’t matter.

The lions were constantly crawling up, and the burning oil was constantly being thrown at them.

“Your Majesty.”

A warrior from the Je-ma-myeol-sa-dae who had the mouth of the Maitreya Buddha tattooed on his forehead reported:

“Purification near the entrance has been completed.”

Each and every one of them was honed through battles against the Demonic Cult or had inherited that experience.

It didn’t take long for the warriors to block the entrance right in front of them.

then.

What’s next?

The leader of the Jema Myulsa Daehwa gave instructions in a soft voice.

“Prepare to power on.”

A warrior with the mouth of the Maitreya Buddha tattooed on his forehead smiled brightly and shouted out:

“Prepare to power on…! Prepare to power on…!”

“What did you say…?!”

The priestess of the Jaaewon who had come running was startled by those words and shouted at the leader of the Jema Myulsa Dae.

“You want to go in there right now?! Can’t you see those flames?!”

Below, the warriors of the Jema Myulsa Squad, who had received the order to prepare for the assault, were chanting mantras and wetting the inside of their coats with water.

“You look very good, priestess.”

The leader of the Jema Myulsa Dae looked back at the priestess of Ja Ae Won with eerie, dead eyes.

“It is the fire that we lit by burning the demons to light up the whole world, so it should be seen.”

“That’s not all…!”

The priestess of the Ja-ae-won screamed at the person who seemed to be communicating, but was not.

“Near that entrance, the flames will provide a clear view! But down there, not only are there countless lions, but there’s no telling what else awaits in the darkness!”

“-If I can’t light up the world by burning Sama.”

As the leader of Jema Myeolsa Dae said this, the warrior with the mouth of the Maitreya Buddha tattooed on his forehead continued to shout.

“-We will burn ourselves to light up the world!”

And as that cry pierced through the thunder and reached down below.

“I will burn myself to reveal myself…!”

“I will burn myself and illuminate all things before the light…!”

The warriors of the Jema Myulsa Corps simultaneously poured holy oil on their thick coats and began to light them.

“… … !”

“… … ?!”

Everyone was speechless as they watched the madness of the scene.

“Ha, but Magi…!”

The last voice of the priestess of Ja-ae-won was drowned out by the laughter of the great lord.

“It doesn’t matter.”

As the warriors poured oil on it and lit it, the lord’s coat also began to burn, emitting black smoke.

“We all went crazy a long time ago.”

That was the end of the conversation that didn’t seem like a conversation.

“All hands on deck.”

“Wow, wow, wow…!”

The warriors of the Jema Myulsa Dae, led by their leader, began to charge toward the ground all at once.

“This is crazy…!”