Chronicles of the Demon Faction

Chapter 249

Episode 249 The birth of Yeomra (??) (9)

‘Hmm?!’

Ma Dong-pil frowned.

‘what?’

A sensation that is difficult to feel even for a serious expert.

‘Master Xiaojiao’s magic power?’

Subtly and secretly.

The demonic energy of Seoryang that had penetrated the bodies of the Habaeksuchae enemies was slowly draining away.

It was a movement of magical energy that could be felt because Ma Dong-pil had seen and felt the magical energy of Seoryang many times.

‘suddenly?’

It was then.

“Ugh!”

Yang Yu touched his head. A subtle glow appeared in his red, bloodshot eyes. The inner gongsimgyeol he had learned is gradually being revived.

A noticeable change occurred only in Yang Yu. The other enemies were concentrating on their own tasks, unaware that their demonic energy was escaping.

‘Was the author’s skills that outstanding?’

Ma Dong-pil, embarrassed, approached Yang Yu.

“Ugh! “What is it?”

Yang Yu came to his senses and looked around with tired eyes.

The Gangryong Ship cuts through the water faster than ever before. His men were doing their best to steer the ship.

The place where the Gangnyongseon was headed was Uichang.

“this!”

Sreung.

Yang Yu’s face suddenly turned pale.

An ink-stained sword blade was placed on his shoulder. Because not a single trace of life is revealed, the unique spirit of the magic sword stands out.

It felt like my head would be blown off if I even lifted a finger.

“quiet.”

Ma Dong-pil’s eyes sank deeply.

“I don’t want to cause a fuss with a useless fight.

I guarantee you that the moment you try to shout, my sword will turn a once brave enemy leader into a drinking snack reminiscent of memories from the past.”

Yang Yu’s lips twitched. I could clearly tell that there was sincerity in the blunt voice.

Ma Dong-pil continued.

“It happened anyway. The ledger said that you have to know how to distinguish between when to be proud and when not to be.

“Let’s not put everyone in misery with unnecessary hostility.”

“…Good.”

Yang Yu swallowed his saliva and asked in a serious tone.

“Let me ask you one question.”

“….”

“What are you people?”

“As far as I know, there is no clause in the contract requiring us to confirm our identity.”

“But I need to know. “You, or anyone who looks like your boss, is definitely…”

Yang Yu’s body trembled.

“You definitely smoked Magi.”

“….”

“Are you from the Heavenly Demon Church?”

“Don’t tell me too much.”

Yang Yu’s pale complexion turned black and dead. Ma Dong-pil’s words proved that they belonged to the Church of the Heavenly Demon.

‘Unbelievable.’

The worst organization in the world, which has not been seen publicly for over 30 years.

The devil’s organization, said to have no comparable organization in the history of martial arts, finally opened the gates of hell and appeared in the central plains. Yang Yu couldn’t even imagine what kind of actions they would take in the future.

It was then.

“Hmm.”

Ma Dong-pil frowned.

“Why are you doing that?”

“….”

“Yang Chaeju?”

Grumbling.

Cold sweat formed on the back of Yang Yu’s neck.

Even at a glance, it looked unusual. It was not uncommon for an expert of this caliber to suddenly break into a sweat.

‘why…?’

Ma Dong-pil was looking at the back of Yang Yu’s head with puzzled eyes.

At that moment, he felt an unusual movement of energy.

‘…!!’

Sigh.

The magical energy of Xiliang accumulated in Yang Yu’s body.

Little by little, the demonic energy was seeping into the Ink King Sword.

But it didn’t end there. Almost all of the demonic energy entered the Ink King Sword, and now even Yang Yu’s own internal power was being absorbed into the Ink King Sword.

Ma Dong-pil, who was surprised, retrieved the sword.

“Cough!”

Yang Yu coughed bitterly and knelt down. Looking at the trembling body, it seemed that not only the internal strength but also the expedition team was damaged.

‘Why all of a sudden?!’

Ma Dong-pil looked down at the Ink King Sword.

The ink king sword in the sword armor was trembling. The slight pulsation, which had been too subtle before to be felt, was now clearly felt.

There was a subtle golden glow in Ma Dong-pil’s eyes.

Ma Dong-pil, who secretly opens the magic hole and opens the magic eye.

‘this…!’

It’s not just sheep milk.

The enemies who had been invaded by the demonic energy of Xiliang wondered why all of their demonic energy was draining away, and the answer was in the Ink King’s Sword.

Traces of Magi hovering over the ship.

The intangible trace proved that the demonic energy was moving towards the Ink King Sword.

Even though the Ink King Sword was inserted into the sword armor, it was seeping in extremely slowly but surely.

Why? I thought it shouldn’t be like this.

Ma Dong-pil tightened his hands.

Wooooow.

The Mukwanggeom trembled.

As the inflow of demonic energy was blocked with the Geumgang Yacha Magi, the trembling of the Ink King Sword gradually increased. It was as if he was having heartache.

But I couldn’t leave it like this. It was instinct, not logic.

I felt like I shouldn’t let them suck out my demonic energy. It wasn’t a matter of them coming to their senses, it was just ominous and unsettling.

At that time, a voice was heard.

“Leave it alone.”

Ma Dong-pil, surprised, looked back.

At some point, Seoryang was walking from the stern.

“Guardian!”

His voice became unusually loud.

Yeo Sang-rin and Aeng-hwa, who were dozing on one side, woke up in surprise.

“uh? “Are you here?”

“Ho Guard Captain!”

Xiliang clicked his tongue.

“Why are you scolding me so much? sleep more.”

Ma Dong-pil hurriedly walked to his side.

“Are you okay?”

“Does it look bad to you?”

“That’s not it.”

Xu Liang chuckled.

“Stop shaking and release energy from your hands. “The sword is hurting.”

Ma Dong-pil looked down at the Ink King Sword. The Ink King Sword held in his left hand was still vibrating.

“Is that okay?”

“What can’t be done?”

“As you can see, their sword is now….”

“I know. Leave it anyway. “Because there is no problem.”

I don’t know why, but if Seoliang is like that, it will be so. Ma Dong-pil relaxed his hands.

Yeo Sang-rin hurriedly asked.

“What happened?”

“What’s going on?”

“Don’t do that even though you know everything.”

“Why are you asking if you are also expecting the result? “It was completely buried.”

“ah…!”

Xu Liang shook his head.

“They were great guys.”

Surprise appeared on the faces of the three people.

“Was it that strong?”

“Isn’t it obvious? One is the highest point of water warfare, and the other is one of the main units of the Iron Blood Castle.

“With that much power, most small and medium sects wouldn’t be able to last even half a day.”

“If the guard commander is strong enough….”

“The simple power was great, but the rich combat experience and clear sense of purpose were impressive. “It’s been a while since I hung out with those guys.”

Yeosangrin grumbled.

“You’re good at praising yourself. “Then how great is the guard commander who has evaporated such incredible power?”

“I usually do something.”

“Tch.”

Yeo Sang-rin leaned against the railing.

“Anyway, I’m glad. “They say there is no pursuer.”

“You can’t say it doesn’t exist. I just got rid of the things that were immediately in front of me. “Sanghyeolseong must have been contacted, so it is highly likely that troops were stationed near Uichang as well.”

“I guess so. “I wonder if a bloody battle will break out as soon as we disembark.”

Xi Liang looked back at the carriage.

“Well, it looks like he’s sleeping now.”

“I must have lost so much energy.”

“I guess so.”

Their fate is being played into the hands of others. The drain on mental strength must have been extreme.

Xi Liang approached Yang Yu.

Yang Yu was still out of breath. Even though the captain was having such a hard time, the enemy did not look back.

To be precise, it would be more appropriate to say that I was not in a state where I could care about anyone.

“hey.”

“Gasp.”

“How long do you think it will take to reach Uichang?”

Yeo Sang-rin stuck out her tongue. I thought it would be a good idea to ask such a question to someone who is having a hard time breathing heavily.

Fear appeared on Yang Yu’s face.

“Cough! Hehehehehehehe. “It will take three to three days.”

“Three days… that’s fast, after all.”

Xi Liang placed his hand on the back of Yang Yu’s neck.

“You will feel better when you wake up.”

Tuk.

Yang Yu closed his eyes. After a while, his breathing gradually stabilized.

Ma Dong-pil’s eyes deepened.

“I don’t know what the hell is going on.”

“Ink King Sword?”

“yes.”

“You’ve finally woken up.”

What does it mean that I have finally woken up?

“I would have said it before. “If you want to use the Ink King Sword properly, you will have to raise your level even further.”

“That’s right.”

“The Ink King Sword reacted to my energy. “It means that I can only wake up if I have at least the level of demon energy I carry.”

Ma Dong-pil’s face hardened.

Xi Liang looked at the river. He defeated his enemies at incredible speed and came back without stopping. Although the recovery speed was incredible, I couldn’t help but feel fatigue.

“Then why didn’t you react before then? The reason is simple. Because my demon energy was under my control.

But the demonic energy that remained in their bodies was different. As time goes by, the demonic spirit escapes my control and runs wild without a spirit owner.

“The Ink King Sword absorbed the owner’s magical energy.”

“Ah….”

“In other words, the Ink King Sword can accept my demonic energy and regain its original form whenever I want.”

Seoliang’s eyes turned to Ma Dong-pil.

“It means that if you want to use that sword, you will have to reach a level like mine someday.”

“….”

“Can you do it?”

Ma Dong-pil lowered his gaze to the Ink King Sword again.

Mukwanggeom no longer trembled. This is because as soon as Xiliang arrived, the demonic energy hovering over the ship began to be controlled by him again.

“This sword that the Master gave me has now become an inseparable part of my body.”

A smile appeared on Ma Dong-pil’s face, which was full of pressure. Although it was a somewhat stiff smile.

“I shouldn’t listen to idiots who can’t even use their own things properly.”

Xu Liang grinned.

“That’s right. “Don’t worry, you’re doing better than anyone else.”

“thank you.”

Seo-ryang, who was about to say a few more words, closed his mouth. This is because I did not want to confuse Ma Dong-pil with meaningless words.

‘It will be soon.’

Can Ma Dong-pil reach the level of enlightenment? Or, will it be possible to reach the extreme level before then?

Even Seoliang couldn’t figure it out. But one thing was clear.

Mukwanggeom, who had been in a deep sleep, woke up with the magic power of Seoliang.

Ma Dong-pil’s level is still not enough to become a true swordsman, but the sword that has already awakened will not fall asleep for a long time.

In other words, even if Ma Dong-pil does not reach the level of enlightenment, there is a good chance that the Ink King’s Sword will show its full power.

‘I won’t be swept away.’

Although he did not reach the extreme level, Ma Dong-pil’s soul is trained to the point that it is comparable to that of an expert in the extreme level.

If you have a strong heart, you will be able to endure it. The true power of the Ink King Sword, known as the Absolute Demon Sword.

Xiliang scratched his head.

‘Damn it’s not the time for me to worry about anyone.’

He turned to the carriage.

In a secret storage cabinet on the floor inside the carriage, there is a sack of tatto (??) wrapped in cloth covered with various amulets.

It was the strongest magic sword of the current generation created by Lee Cheon-sang.

“I guess I’ll have to dig properly for three days.”

Three days later.

Uichang’s dock could be seen in the distance.

“Guardian.”

“okay.”

Xu Liang frowned.

Behind the thirty-three sword demons radiating bloody energy, there were about two hundred archers stationed. It was the pride of the Iron Blood Castle’s Hubei branch, the Ghost Archer’s Battalion.

“What would you like to do?”

“What should I do?”

Pajijijik.

A black light bloomed from Seo-ryang’s hand.

“I have to drill it.”