Chronicles of the Demon Faction

Chapter 24

Episode 24. Leaving the Bamboo Forest (2)

“Huh! Huh! Hehehe! “Oh my gosh, I’m going to die!”

Seoryang’s body, which had fallen backwards, was completely soaked with sweat.

Ma Dong-pil hurriedly approached him.

“Confucius! Are you okay?”

“You gasp! This is wow! Do you look okay? “Gasp!”

Ma Dong-pil hurriedly looked at his limbs.

The skin was red. I could see how much strength he had put into it.

“Are you anywhere you were bitten?”

“Gasp! doesn’t exist. Gasp! “No, no, no.”

Breathing doesn’t come back easily. In fact, he used all the maggi that was left on the Danjeon.

Ma Dong-pil breathed a sigh of relief.

But even for a moment.

“Confucius.”

“Gasp! why? “Gasp!”

“That martial art from a little while ago… what kind of martial arts is it?”

“Whoop! You bastard, I can’t even breathe, but you keep making me talk. “Cluck!”

“Oh, I’m sorry. Please forgive me.”

Seoryang closed his eyes tightly and continued to breathe. Given his personality, he would have easily answered, but it seemed like it was really difficult.

Ma Dong-pil turned his head.

Crumbling.

Meng Geuk was scratching the ground with his teeth exposed.

But I couldn’t get out of the bamboo forest. He carefully put out his front paw and repeatedly pulled it back in surprise, until the only solution he found was to scratch the ground.

And the left and right sides of the fierce drama.

Pusssss.

There were corpses of snakes slowly falling to the ground.

Ma Dong-pil swallowed his saliva.

If it had really been a mistake, the fangs of those parables would have been embedded in Confucius’ body.

What would have happened if that were the case? What would happen to a person if they were to be attacked by the fangs of those snakes, which are like disasters that evaporate all the moisture in the area just by crawling?

‘All the blood and moisture from the whole body will be lost and it will turn into a wooden ear.’

Isn’t it a terrible death to even imagine? It would be better to be torn to death by the claws of a fierce beast.

At the same time, one of Seoryang’s moves to cut down all such metaphors came to mind.

Creepy!

Ma Dong-pil stroked his neck without realizing it.

‘It was a tremendous slash.’

I had no idea how the human body could rotate so quickly or how such a slash was possible.

A sword technique that was like a dragon fist style encompassing all directions.

‘I got sucked in.’

It seems to have been swung for offense rather than defense. Not only the metaphor, but even those strong bamboos suffered disaster as they were tilted into the gust of wind named Seoryang.

It was a martial arts feat that I had never seen or even imagined.

“Okay.”

At that time, Seo-ryang raised his upper body.

Ma Dong-pil hurriedly approached him.

“How about you? “Are you physically okay?”

“of course. “Thanks to Confucius.”

“Then stand guard.”

“yes.”

Ma Dong-pil remained silent.

To be honest, I felt quite devastated. A guard warrior was actually protected by the object of his guard, so what kind of shame can there be like this?

What’s really miserable is that he knows that if this were to turn out to be the other way around, he wouldn’t be able to evacuate Seoryang like this.

Kuuk.

Blood dripped from the fist that was so strong that it turned white.

‘Idle thoughts are prohibited. For now, let’s just focus on protecting Confucius.’

How long had it been since Seo-ryang entered the clouds and Ma Dong-pil watched the entrance to the forest?

Wiggle.

Ma Dong-pil looked down at his chest.

‘ah.’

I was in such a hurry that I forgot about this tiny being.

He put his hand into his arms.

suddenly.

When I lifted it up by its back, the baby fox was hanging languidly.

Haaaam.

It opens its mouth wide and yawns, which is quite cute. The sight of it wiggling its front paws as if searching for its mother’s arms made people smile.

Ma Dong-pil let out a sigh as if the ground was sinking.

‘You must have been very comfortable.’

It was then.

The fox cub, yawning and showing the world its unripe teeth, suddenly looked at the entrance to the bamboo forest.

flinch!

Meng Ju lowered his posture.

Sreuk.

‘uh?’

Ma Dong-pil blinked.

what? I had a good hold on the back, but when did it slip away?

The fox cub got down to the ground and walked towards the entrance of the bamboo forest, toddling its short legs.

Crumble.

Meng Geuk’s posture became even lower.

Ma Dong-pil opened his mouth without realizing it.

“Danger…”

Huh?

“…Would you do it?”

His eyes were fixed on the entrance as he unconsciously said something stupid.

Slurp. Slurp.

With Maenggeuk at the head, the nokchoks and saints were slowly retreating back.

The sight of them whining and retreating as if they were frightened is impressive. Even in the face of Seoliang’s crazy sword slashing, instead of being scared, the nobles who had rushed at him in madness lowered their heads and retreated.

Ma Dong-pil’s expression became strangely distorted.

‘…Why are they doing that?’

Not fitting in.

Ma Dong-pil, who was standing behind and watching the nobles’ amazing behavior, had no idea.

That the fox cub’s eyes were not the brilliant black eyes he had seen, but were colored with a multi-colored brilliant light.

He couldn’t figure out how great the master’s majesty emanating from those five-colored eyes was, or why the fictional beings in the myth retreated in fear.

When all the precious objects disappeared from sight, the fox cub turned around.

“Yes?”

The fox cub walked steadily toward Seoryang.

Ma Dong-pil hurriedly grabbed the fox by the back.

“Can not be done.”

The fox cub started struggling as if he was dissatisfied.

But Ma Dong-pil was adamant. Even though it was an animal that Confucius asked to save, there is a limit.

“You must not disturb Confucius. “Stay in my arms.”

He just put the fox in his arms. The fox cub struggled a few times and then fell limp as if it had given up.

How much time has passed like that?

Grumbling.

Ma Dong-pil’s eyes lit up.

Saaaaagh.

Red demonic energy overflowed from Seo-ryang’s body, which was sitting cross-legged. It was a magical energy so concentrated that it sent chills down the spine just by looking at it.

‘This is amazing. How can you have that kind of magical energy….’

I’m not talking about the amount of magical energy.

There is a limit to the concentration of demonic energy that can be raised with spiritual energy. The magic energy that Xu Liang was currently smoking contained a depth that could not have been dared to be drawn without a deep understanding of magic arts.

Ma Dong-pil was truly curious.

‘What kind of person is Confucius?’

Even though I had been attending him for eight months, there were many things I did not know about Confucius.

How did you have such extensive knowledge, how was it possible for you to become strong so quickly, and where did you learn how to apply and use martial arts creatively?

And… what is the unique martial art that produces that red demonic energy?

‘It’s definitely not our school’s martial arts skill.’

It was a hunch. Although it had the smell of orthodox magic, the magic that felt somehow foreign was clearly not the magic of the Protestant religion.

However, it was also true that I felt a depth that was difficult to find in any other magical art.

‘If the leader were to teach Confucius directly even now…’

Ma Dong-pil swallowed his saliva without realizing it.

‘Maybe the youngest leader in the history of our school will be born.’

This may be a bit too far-fetched. However, after observing Confucius for eight months, I realized that he had more than just talent.

Ma Dong-pil shook his head.

‘Let’s not think nonsense. I just need to do my duty clearly. The next president of our school is up to those involved. It’s not my area to worry about.’

That was the correct attitude for a leader of the defense court. Ma Dong-pil shook his head roughly to clear his thoughts and be wary of his surroundings.

Time passed.

One side, two sides, and a half.

Before we knew it, one hour had passed and the sun was slowly setting over Seosan.

‘You’re doing it longer than usual. Is it because you have consumed a lot of magical energy?’

Usually, the service ends as soon as within Igak, let alone half an hour ago.

Ma Dong-pil smiled bitterly.

‘You did overdo it.’

It was then.

Grumbling!!

Ma Dong-pil’s eyes widened.

Red demonic energy blooming from Seo-ryang’s entire body. The demonic energy increased its firepower.

Saaaaagh!

The feeling of intimidation that emanated from me was doubled.

“omg!”

Grumbling.

Cold sweat flowed from Ma Dong-pil’s forehead.

The sudden surge of magical power overwhelmed his magical energy. My legs started shaking and my heartbeat accelerated, as if I was a wild cat standing in front of a tiger.

He took a dozen steps back without realizing it, and his complexion turned pale.

‘this?!’

What on earth is going on?

Cheeeeeeeek!

Suddenly, white smoke came out from the ground where Seoryang was sitting.

Yang Gang’s dark spirit energy gradually increased its temperature, and at some point, it unleashed explosive firepower.

Grrrrrrrrr!!

Seoryang is trapped in the red flames of demonic energy.

Unexpectedly, Seo-ryang’s expression was relaxed. You had to be at least ten paces away, so it was hot enough to let you breathe, but not a single hair or a single strand of clothing was burned.

A sight that is nothing short of mysterious.

However, contrary to what it seemed, the atmosphere spreading around only became more violent as time passed.

Grrrrrrrrrrrrr!

The flames spread little by little.

At the same time, the air in the Gojuk Forest stirred loudly.

Sooooooo!

Ma Dong-pil felt that breathing was becoming difficult.

It wasn’t because of the heat of the shadow magic energy. It wasn’t even because the air was scorched by this extreme heat.

Consumption of spiritual energy spread in the air.

A large amount of spiritual energy scattered around was being sucked into Seo-ryang’s body. The speed was so fast that even an expert like Ma Dong-pil had to feel dizzy.

After a while.

Flash!

Seo-ryang’s eyes opened.

Phew!

The air suddenly became cold. This is because the high-temperature demonic energy was quickly being sucked into Seo-ryang’s body.

The demonic energy that had been flocking to the lower lower area could no longer find a place and went up to the middle level of the myeongchi.

Cheeeeeeeek!

“Keuung!”

A moan flowed from Seo-ryang’s mouth.

The chest of the garment was burned away. The demon energy is rotating at high speed and condensing energy.

But even that has its limits.

Even though the two bowls, the lower and middle jeon, were filled to the brim, the magic energy was still overflowing.

Puff poop!

Seo-ryang’s body twitched wildly. The demon energy, unable to find any more vessels, began to find its way by penetrating not only the blood vessels of the entire body but also the veins.

All the blood vessels in my body were irritated in an instant. It was as easy and fast as pressing the tofu with your hands. I couldn’t even feel the pain of the pain due to the heat of the dark magic energy.

Grrrrrrrrrrrrr!

A spinning demon.

Magi, who had filled her entire body, finally found the one remaining bowl.

Sangsangjeon (???).

It is a place where the soul resides and a repository of the human body’s highest potential, which, if properly practiced, can unleash divine abilities.

Magi has infiltrated his upper level battle.

Hehehehe!!

“Kwaaaak!”

A scream rang out from Seo-ryang’s mouth. The pain was enough to make even him, who doesn’t even blink at moderate pain, struggle.

But that time was short.

Fortunately, Seoryang had plenty of bowls for Dandanjeon and was able to fill up all the remaining magic energy in an instant.

“Cough!”

Seo-ryang coughed up dark red blood and collapsed.

Ma Dong-pil’s eyes widened.

“Confucius!”

He quickly approached Seoryang and immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the Mac was normal.

suddenly.

The fox cub that squeezed out of Ma Dong-pil’s arms sat quietly and looked at Seo-ryang.

The eyes of an animal whose meaning is unknown. At first glance, it seemed as if a multi-colored brilliance was repeatedly flickering in the pupil.

In this way, two people and one animal completely escaped from the realm of the bamboo forest.

Seoryang grew up fighting against imaginary spirits for eight months.

Now that he had trained martial arts in a way that could only be achieved in his imagination, he had become stronger than before.

* * *

Three days later.

“Samjangjo?”

“Have you been at peace so far?”

Ma Dong-pil’s face was extremely indifferent as he knelt down and bowed his head.

Mudam’s eyes deepened. I felt that the Ma Dong-pil who came to report a month ago was very different from the Ma Dong-pil now.

“Have you come to report?”

“I came to spread the word.”

“words? “What does that mean?”

Ma Dong-pil raised his head.

Even the great guardian martial artist flinched at the look in his eyes that was filled with indifferent yet intense spirit.

“The Three Princes have arrived.”

“…!”

“He said he would go straight to the Demon God’s Palace. Please tell the religious leader and receive permission to enter the palace.”