Chronicles of the Demon Faction

Chapter 524

Episode 524 A small wind creates a typhoon (4)

“…?”

“why?”

“….”

“What are you looking at with such strange eyes?”

“Master.”

“Why are you calling me?”

“That on your shoulder…?”

“This guy?”

“Could it be that the golden tiger hit a cub?”

Xu Liang shook his head.

“This guy is just a Geumho.”

“Huh…”

Ho Yaoseong looked at Geumho blankly.

Geumho had become incredibly small. The body length was shorter than the forearm of an adult male, and the elongated snout was also shortened significantly.

Moreover, it was full of fluffy fur, like a newborn baby. He looked even younger than when I first saw him during the time of the Three Confucius.

“It’s so cute.”

“To me, it looks the same now as before.”

Hu Yaosheng’s eyes deepened.

“What happened?”

He was one of the very few people who knew what Kumho was.

Xu Liang shook his head.

“I used up a lot of my strength. Then I died and was reborn.”

“He died and was reborn….”

“The reason I didn’t come out of the ancient bamboo forest was to live. Because no place in the world is as rich in spiritual energy as the ancient bamboo forest.”

My guess is that the reason Geumho arrived particularly late at the time was because he chose a sacred place in the world to visit.

In Seoliang’s view of Geumho’s past, Geumho had lost almost all of its power. So much so that it wouldn’t be strange even if I died right away.

After barely summoning his spiritual energy, he came back to the world, but there was no place in the world that could fully fill the golden tiger’s magical power. In the end, he repeated consuming and replenishing the spiritual power he had acquired, and belatedly returned to Shingyo.

If he had died in the central plains without being able to absorb his spiritual energy, Sirang’s eternal life would have been cut off in that way.

‘Maybe even then?’

Seoliang remembered the moment at Magyeonggak when Jeoksong taught him the realization of the power of impermanence.

At that time, Geumho clearly opened his eyes. He could feel it. But since then, Geumho has never opened his eyes again.

‘You were mistaken.’

Master Jeoksong’s enlightenment was the most noble in the world at the time, even if it did not reach the level of myth.

As such power entered his alter ego, Geumho awakened. In order not to die by absorbing Xiliang’s power.

However, it was only pure enlightenment and not an invocation of the power of Western Liang.

“Really… it’s an incomprehensible spirit creature.”

Xu Liang shook his head.

“Whether it’s a spirit or a human being, it’s the same that they don’t want to die. I won’t let this guy die in the future.”

“Ah… yes.”

As Hu Yaocheng, he could not understand a hundred percent of what Xu Liang said.

However, I could see that there was some kind of determination in Seo-ryang’s eyes. It wasn’t simply aimed at Kumho.

Hu Yaosheng smiled.

“Good. Kumho is back again, shall we take a look at the situation in the midfield?”

“What does that have to do with Geumho?”

“You need to know anyway.”

Xu Liang smiled.

“Okay. Let’s take a look.”

Hu Yaosheng’s face suddenly became serious.

“Let’s start with the ice palace.”

* * *

“Huh! Huh!”

Mudam woke up from his bed and his face was covered in cold sweat.

‘what?’

Mudam wiped his forehead. My sleeves were all soaked with sweat.

That wasn’t all. My heart was pounding like crazy and my limbs were feeling all weak. The magical energy that gave vitality to the whole body at any time of the year did not move as actively as before.

‘Ugh.’

Mudam, who placed his hand on his chest, instantly felt a strong headache.

I held my head with both hands and tried to increase my energy, but it wasn’t easy. As I raised my will, the demonic energy flowed like before, but strangely, it did not rise above my neck.

‘What is this?’

It felt like thousands of needles were piercing my skull and scratching every part of my brain.

It was maddening pain. Although he practiced martial arts through penances that others could not even imagine, the pain was so extreme that even he thought of death for a moment.

In fact, everyone who fell victim to this ‘method’ lost their lives. This was because the excruciating pain cut off the flow of the upper abdomen connected to the heart vein.

However, Mudam was different. His will was truly that of a master of extreme magic, and his mental strength was exceptionally strong even at that level.

So he had to endure more severe pain for a longer time.

dump!

Mudam collapsed on the spot.

It was amazing.

The master of extreme magic is a state in which the spirit spirit is unified and the flow of the three stages flows organically, free from all diseases and demons. It depends on the skill you have mastered, but the power of a master who has reached the extreme is to expel quite a bit of poison just by breathing.

Mudam felt such a severe headache that he fainted. It was an unusual situation.

How much time has passed like that?

Slurp.

Mudam stood up.

It was a strange move. His head was still bowed and his limbs were all flaccid.

It was as if a ghost had come to life. Even if the corpse rose, it wouldn’t be this scary.

Slurp.

Mudam slowly raised his head and his eyes were shining with seven colors.

Wooooow.

The magical energy of Mudam was overlaid on the seven colors of light. Now the strong, martial eyes have returned.

But Mudam’s spirit was still not his. His ego had fallen into the depths and was wandering in the sea of chaos.

Mudam looked down at his hands.

Ugh.

As I slowly clenched my fists, strong demonic energy bloomed from both fists.

“…Right.”

The corners of Mudam’s mouth slowly rose.

It was a rather meaningful smile that he didn’t usually show.

“It’s amazing magic power. I’m sure the cult leader’s magic power is even more amazing, right?”

It was not a warrior, but an unknown person who moved.

It rattled.

Unknown opened the door to the dorm and came out.

“hmm.”

I couldn’t tell where it was. Mu-myeong continued to look around and raised his magic gun.

Wooooow.

The strong demon energy raised the vague senses of the whole body.

However, it was less than 30% of Mudam’s original senses. Nameless could know that fact.

The level of martial arts training was at a low level even in the Heavenly Dragon Palace. There was no way that such a master’s sense could only be at this level.

“But that’s enough.”

Unknown headed to the place where the demons were gathered.

“Gasp! Great Protector!”

“Did you cough!”

Unknown nodded silently.

He was very expressionless and spoke little. As the nameless person passed by, the demons of the defense court let out the breath they had been holding.

“Phew, that’s a lot of pressure. You’re amazing again.”

“They said that Great Protector’s martial arts skills are comparable to those of the Old Great Mazon. He commands even retired Sentai experts, so how strong must he be.”

“Ha, when will I be able to reach that person’s feet?”

“Wake up from your dream. This will be impossible in your lifetime.”

“Speak evil words.”

“Anyway, what’s going on so early?”

“I don’t know. You’ve been so busy lately.”

Unknown heard their entire conversation.

‘The trust is deep.’

When superiors become irrelevant, subordinates are busy cursing superiors.

Even when my superiors treated me well, I often cursed at them. Through such conversations, we forget the difficult reality.

But they did not criticize Mudam. Rather, he wanted to be like him and showed respect in his eyes.

I was able to see how well Mudam managed his subordinates.

An unknown person came out of the defense court and walked down the streets of Naeseong.

‘That’s amazing.’

There was surprise in the anonymous eyes looking around the castle.

‘This is the resistance of the Demonic Cult. It’s awesome. They say it hasn’t allowed a single invasion in a thousand years, so you can understand just by looking at the inside.’

It may seem fancy at first glance, but if you look at the layout of the building and the pipes leading in all directions, it was an extremely efficient structure for distributing troops.

Mount Hibmandaesan, where the Demonic Cult established itself, was a natural location. Even if it is possible to penetrate the outer castle, it will be difficult to penetrate the inner castle.

‘It would be difficult to send even three people here in the first place. You meet demons every step of the way. If you are not familiar with magic, your mind and body will become relaxed or filled with extreme tension just by staying for a few days.’

Infiltration itself is difficult, but even if you do, you are bound to get caught. Nameless made that decision.

So my heart raced.

‘Is this the first time in history?’

Was there anyone among the martial arts people outside of the right faction and the new faction who walked so confidently inside the Demonic Cult’s inner walls?

To put it bluntly, there won’t be any. In other words, Mu-myeong became the first person in a thousand years to look inside the Demonic Cult.

‘But just looking is not enough. A little more…’

That was then.

“Huh?! Great Protector!”

Unknown turned his head to where the voice was heard.

A man with a mischievous face was walking there. Looking at the dark discoloration under my eyes, it seemed like I hadn’t been able to sleep well recently.

‘Who is it?’

The Munsa-pung man asked.

“How long have you been here? I heard you worked too hard yesterday, but you didn’t sleep well.”

Although my senses have largely died, I understand that the man’s skills are mediocre.

The Demonic Cult prides itself on its power. Although he spoke to me as if he was friendly, he was probably not a person higher than Mudam.

Nameless spoke in an indifferent voice.

“I’m going to see the leader.”

The man’s eyes sparkled.

“Oh, is that so?”

“Can you tell me where the leader is right now?”

“He must be in the Demon God’s Palace. He rarely goes out.”

“I see. Thank you.”

“Yep! Take a look!”

Nameless took a step.

The man scratched his head.

“Where are you going? Is the Demon God’s Palace over there?”

“Oh, I see. Sorry, I have a lot to think about.”

“Haha. It looks like you haven’t been sleeping much lately. Anyway, I’ll be leaving!”

“Sure.”

As I walked as the man said, I saw a truly terrifying palace.

A gate with a huge evil spirit vividly engraved on it. It seemed like it wouldn’t budge even if the extreme demon expert threw all his might into it.

And above the gate were written three letters: Demon Palace.

Nameless headed towards the black and white twins guarding the main gate of the Demon God Palace.

“I have to see the leader. Please send me a message.”

The black and white pair lowered their heads. Since they were all members of the Protectorate Court, it was natural for them to show courtesy to the Protectorate.

After a while, the front door opened.

Kugugoogung!

It was truly magnificent.

Nameless entered the Demon God Palace with deep admiration.

‘That’s a lot.’

There were numerous doors beyond the main gate. I had to pass through several doors before I could finally enter Daejeon, where the religious leader was located.

“There will be a brief inspection.”

In front of the gates of Daejeon.

The two demons blocked the unknown. Nameless stood with his back indifferently.

The demons groped the unknown body. Of course, nothing came out of the nameless body.

‘It’s thorough.’

The demons bowed their heads.

“Excuse me.”

One of them shouted towards the gate of Daejeon.

“Master. The Great Protector requests an audience.”

Mu-myeong calmly calmed his pounding heart.

After a while, a low voice was heard.

“Come in.”

Kugung!

The door to the Daejeon was opened.

Mu-myeong thus entered the most sacred place of the Church of the Heavenly Demon, Gyoju. I heard it before.

“Oh, has the great protection method arrived?”

Unknown’s eyes flashed.

‘Master of the Demon Cult!’

Ma Jyoju stood up from the Taesa Temple and was seen.

And a golden-furred fox cub sitting on Ma Jiaozhu’s shoulder.

“See you, Mr. Cultist.”

Xu Liang smiled broadly and replied,

“Yes, that’s right.”

Mu Ming could not be seen. Xi Liang and Jin Hao’s A soft pink light appeared in both eyes and then disappeared.

“Please come inside.”

Kugu Palace.

The door to the Daejeon was closed.