Chronicles of the Demon Faction

Chapter 333

Episode 333 The hilt of the sword does not remember blood (3)

Hwajeong-ri (???) was the largest village near Taean.

It was also the village that first opened the way for the Hwangbo family when they settled in Jinam and expanded their power. Thanks to this, dozens of warriors from the Hwangbo family always lived in Hwajeong-ri, and the village served as a kind of bunta.

But Hwajeong-ri was no longer in the world.

Grrrrrrrrrrrrr!

A house was on fire.

Considering the size of the village, it was not a very large fire. Moreover, unlike other houses that were clustered together, the house that caught fire was isolated and isolated. The fire will not spread to the entire village.

The problem was not the fire, but the people.

Uduk!

A woman’s neck broke with a terrible sound.

The man who broke the woman’s neck let out a loud cry and threw the woman’s body somewhere. Hundreds of bodies were already piled up where the woman fell.

“What a shame! “This is the last time!”

The man licked his lips and played with the sword sticking out of his shoulder. It was as if a dead body had been cut into pieces.

At that time, a short woman standing next to the man shouted in a bright voice.

“hey! Do it in moderation!”

“Huh? why!”

The woman grinned.

“Is it mine?”

Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!

The dead woman’s body exploded like a firecracker due to the sudden tension.

The man’s face distorted.

“This bitch? “Why are you touching someone else’s food bowl?”

“That was the only thing I had to deal with.”

“Damn it! “Did you just kill them all?!”

“No, I guess there are still about three dozen left?”

A deep greed flashed across the man’s face.

“Where are you? “I need to catch it right away and throw it into pieces.”

“no.”

“Why not? Are you really going to eat it by yourself?!”

“Anyway, if you’re just greedy. “It’s up to you, not me.”

The man flinched.

“Well… then there’s nothing we can do.”

The woman Yuk Ma-wi (???) quenched her appetite.

“Even if it’s disappointing, bear with it. “It will soon be his world, and then you will be able to play until you get sick of it.”

“Kkkkkk, is that really true?”

“huh?”

“Isn’t his greed 10,000 times greater than ours? “You will never leave us any part.”

“you! How dare you, master…!”

“So, when you have the chance, take care of yourself.”

It was then.

A thick arrow was shot with terrifying force.

Piyuuuung! Whoa!

The arrow pierced the mountain of huge corpses in one fell swoop! And it exploded. Then the pile of corpses began to burn, emitting acrid smoke.

The face of the man, Sadowi, was distorted.

When I turned my head, I saw a sturdy man in the distance lowering his bow. He seemed to be about the same age as Sadowi, but his eyes were as cold as an ice cap.

“you! “What are you doing?!”

“Shut up.”

“What?”

“The master is having fun. “Let’s stop chatting and get together quickly.”

With those words, Gungwi, the man holding the bow, turned around.

Sadowi growled softly.

“That damn bastard! “One day, I will rip out that bastard’s heart and break it into dozens of pieces!”

“Be patient.”

“Aren’t you even angry?!”

Yuk Ma-wi said with a worried face.

“What can I do? He’s the master’s favorite guy. Besides, that guy’s martial arts skills are a level above ours, right? “I don’t want to get caught in the eyes of my master for no reason.”

“Shit!”

They spewed out unspeakable swear words, but in the end, they had no choice but to do as they were told.

The two people grumbled and walked behind the pile of corpses.

“Please save me! please…!”

A spacious, well-groomed vacant lot.

A woman was sitting on an old-fashioned chair that I don’t know where it came from. Three men and women stood behind her as if they were guarding her.

And in front of them was a bloody villager kneeling and praying among a dozen corpses.

“What are you going to do by taking this old man’s life? “I will do anything, if only to save my little remaining life…!”

“Chief.”

Chonro gasps! He let out a moan.

The moment I heard the voice of the woman sitting in the chair, I lost consciousness. It was a very beautiful voice, but at the same time it made my stomach tingle. An unknown fear grabbed the back of my neck and shook it.

“Do you know why I kept the village chief alive until now?”

The woman’s appearance was as beautiful as her voice.

He doesn’t seem like a person from this world at all. It seemed like he was not a person but a monster in disguise.

“I kept him alive because I thought the survival of the village chief would help us summon the Hwangbo bastards. “Are you in contact with village chief Hwang Bo-sega?”

At that moment, the village chief’s eyes wavered.

The woman smiled. Indeed, the more I looked at it, the more dizzy I became.

“Even if you kill the village chief, the Hwangbo bastards will come anyway. But I’m not very patient. “I want to meet them as soon as possible.”

“…who the hell are you?”

“Kwak So-gyo (???).”

Kwak So-gyo? Who is Kwak So-gyo?

thud!

Just as a question was about to appear on the village chief’s face, Sadowi, who had drawn a scimitar, struck the ground with his spear.

“You dirty old man! Can’t you bow your head?! “He is the successor to the Four Gods and the greatest king in the world, King Biyo!”

For a moment, the village chief’s face turned white.

King Biyo’s notoriety was so terrible that it spread even to mountain villages. Moreover, Hwajeong-ri was close to the martial arts to the extent that it served as a subordinate role for the Hwangbo family.

“The greatest evil in the world…!”

The martial arts group is divided into three groups: the Jeong faction and the Sa faction.

Among them, no matter what anyone says, the king of Sapa was Suraje Geumbaek. Among the top ten masters, he was the absolute one who was evaluated as the closest to the best in the world, along with Uicheon Lord Dam Sa-yeong.

But he was the head of a huge organization. There is no doubt about his strength, but because his imperial aspect was highlighted, the name of the best man in the world was taken away by King Biyo.

King Kwak So-gyo of Biyo smiled.

“The best company in the world? “You’re joking.”

“…?!”

“Without a doubt, I am the best in the world.”

It was scary confidence.

It’s even scarier because that confidence is filled with unwavering sincerity. Kwak So-gyo knew the current level of martial arts better than anyone else, and because of that, he could without hesitation consider himself the best in the world.

“I won’t talk any longer. Contact Hwang Bo-ga. “If you do that, I’ll at least save the old man’s life.”

“….”

“Hwang Bose will come anyway. There is only a difference between late and fast. “I believe you don’t want to end your short life with pointless rebellion.”

The village chief bit his lip.

Kwak So-gyo was right. If it was going to come one way or another, it was better to save my life right away.

“…there is a flue in my room.”

“Ohh?”

“If you explode the blue one, Hwangbo’s elite will arrive within half a day.”

“Is that the end?”

“That’s right.”

“It’s so simple, isn’t it?”

The village chief bit his lip again.

“Before, something like this… had never happened before.”

Where could there be a martial arts person who would be active in the front yard of the five generations?

Moreover, the village chief was a commoner who was only related to the Hwangbo family but did not have any martial arts skills. There would be no need for a complicated communication system.

Kwak So-gyo smiled brightly.

“That’s wise.”

“Now let me…”

Fuuuuuuuuuuck!

The village chief’s head was shattered like a firecracker.

Kwak So-gyo burst out laughing.

“I don’t mind if I die now since I don’t have much time left to live anyway, right? “There would be no pain.”

The laughter that seemed as innocent as it was fatally beautiful sent a chill down everyone’s spine.

They were just as cruel as anyone else, but there was something different about Kwak So-gyo. If the Wu Wei were demons of royalties, the current Kwak So-gyo seemed to have crossed a certain line.

“Palace.”

“Did you call me, master?”

Kwak So-gyo yawned and stretched.

“Do as the village chief says and tell the kids right away when they contact you. “I think I need to get some sleep.”

By kids, I was referring to experts in athletics, starting from the stadium. They were currently on guard around Hwajeong-ri.

“All right. Shall we burn the bodies?”

“Burning it? why?”

Kwak So-gyo grinned.

“That’s my bedroom?”

“…!”

What does it mean that corpses are bedrooms?

Soon, Wu Wei realized what Guo Xiaoqiao was saying.

Slurp.

Guo Xiaoqiao, dressed in fancy clothes, stood on top of another pile of corpses that had not yet been burned. Soon, he roughly made a place and lay down.

Soon the sound of even breathing was heard.

Curl up and sleep like a child. Although his appearance looked truly innocent, Owi had to tremble in extreme fear when he saw him.

Their owners were sleeping on top of hundreds of corpses. They didn’t seem to mind the terrible smell of blood and rotting corpses at all.

The palace murmured.

“…You have gone beyond the human realm.”

Martial arts and character.

* * *

Noon the next day.

“Uweeeek!”

The flower girl went to the corner and continued to vomit.

Yeo Sang-rin patted her on the back. However, Yeo Sang-rin’s face also turned extremely pale.

The spear held by Eonyanghoe trembled.

“…You’re crazy.”

It was truly a living hell.

The number of corpses that appeared to be villagers was uncountable. Half-decomposed corpses formed mountains here and there, and the traces of blood flowing down from their weight and hardening like lava in all directions were overwhelming.

That wasn’t all.

Men with only their upper bodies remaining were impaled on iron skewers and placed around Sisan Mountain like decorations. The number was well over three hundred.

They are all men of good physique and big hands.

“Boda Hwang.”

Xu Liang frowned.

“Looking at the degree of training of the skeleton, it is clear that he is the elite of the elite.”

“King Biyo… he’s a really scary expert.”

It is both strong and cruel. Ma Dong-pil had also been to many battlefields, but had never seen such a terrible sight.

Seo-ryang’s eyes lit up as he approached the body.

“I did it alone.”

“…yes?”

“He killed the Hwangbo family’s masters alone. King Biyo alone.”

Ma Dong-pil’s eyes wavered.

“You mean these many experts?”

“okay.”

Xiliang looked around.

There were potholes everywhere in the ground. These were traces of a powerful wind that had plowed the ground.

But it’s never much.

Although many of these experts must have fought in formation, the fact that there were not many traces meant that King Biyo had killed them all in a short period of time.

“It’s not easy for a corpse to decompose to this extent in just one night. Especially in this cold weather. There is also a magic technique like that at our school. But this is not due to the characteristics of martial arts itself.”

A sparkle appeared in Seo-ryang’s eyes.

“The evil energy has reached just before the realm of the previous heaven. “It can be seen as a fraud that has been honed to the point of entering into mythology.”

The area just before crossing Seoncheon.

This meant that the maturity of the true energy was almost similar to that of Magi from Seoliang. No, maybe it’s more than that.

‘If that bitch had completely opened up the boat…’

the whole area would have turned into hell.

It is said that fraud is subject to demonic energy, but that also has a degree. If morale had been concentrated to this extent, it should be seen that there was no advantage to Seo-ryang.

Of course, I won’t know until I try it.

“Master Xiao. It seems that King Biyo is targeting Hwangbo Sega.”

“I think so too.”

“At first I thought it was reckless, but it turns out it wasn’t.”

“It’s reckless. But you don’t move without thinking. Bringing in elites can be interpreted as meaning that they will attack after maximizing their strength. “We will definitely try to destroy it step by step.”

Seoliang glanced at Eonyanghoe.

“No matter what, it seems like everything is going as the Lord of Seong wants.”

“…The lord of the castle told us to prevent any unexpected attacks by Hwangbo, not to attack.”

“Well, he is like that too.”

Xiliang sighed.

“Damn, I don’t know anything else, but this was too much. “I can’t bury all of this…”

That was then.

Grumble.

The ground shook.

Xiliang’s eyes turned south.

“What else?”

For a moment, Eonyanghoe’s eyes widened.

“omg!”

“Why are you doing that?”

“This energy… a bloody battle group!”

“Blood force? “Are you a member of the Iron Blood Castle?”

“exactly!”

Fatigue was visible on Seo-ryang’s face.

‘What’s so messy to chew on?’

He just wanted to catch King Biyo quickly. After catching up with that bitch and relieving this seething resentment, I tried to take a step toward the world again.

It was nice to find traces, but strangely, something seemed to keep going wrong. Although he had seen through most of the enemy’s behavior patterns, he was now acting for himself, not for Protestantism. I didn’t want to get involved with anyone.

‘Anyway… there’s nothing I can do.’

Xu Liang opened his mouth.

“There’s an amazing expert involved? “I guess they were hiding the Iron Blood Saints’ experts?”

“Isn’t it obvious? “I don’t know what your school is like, but there are many masters like Uicheon Maeng who have not shown their true nature to the world.”

“Hmm, I see. In that case, Dongpil.”

“…?”

“Catch this bastard.”

Whoa whoa!

Eonyanghoe, who was hit in the back by Ma Dong-pil, fell to the ground.