Dark and Light Martial Emperor

Chapter 672

Episode 672

Reversal (4)

Yeonhojeong descended from Ha Eungyo’s residence.

Hwang Seok-tae, who was waiting, asked.

“Did you go first?”

“okay.”

“I don’t understand. It will be difficult to find the headquarters of Saeumgyo, and even if we do find it…”

Hwang Seok-tae could not bear to continue his conversation.

Yeon Ho-jeong nodded.

“There are many reasonable ways. “It would be better to investigate whether the child who was abandoned twenty years ago is alive or not with the help of the Murim Alliance’s Mukryongbu or the government right away.”

“I think the same thing.”

“If you look at the results alone, that would definitely be good.”

“Are you saying this behavior is difficult to interpret through reason?”

“okay.”

Yeon Ho-jeong sighed.

“Senior, you have never stepped forward as a mother. Of course, out of a desire to see his children, he helped Saeumgyo in various ways, but that was nothing more than being swayed by others. “Apart from being sad.”

“….”

“Whether or not she can meet her child again, she is willing to risk her life as a mother. “It’s a foolish path, but it’s also a noble path.”

“It’s sublime….”

“It’s the actions of a person who felt the destiny and destiny given by heaven. There is no meaning in saying things like, “It would be better if it were like this or that.”

“Is this similar to recommending vegetables to wolves because they are good vegetarians?”

Yeon Ho-jeong chuckled without realizing it.

“You’re making all kinds of absurd analogies that aren’t typical for you.”

“But it seems a bit irresponsible to me. Whatever it is, because of you, Saeumgyo gained a terrifying weapon. “Are you saying you don’t think about the damage it will cause?”

“I guess that’s why you said you were sorry to me. “Because we are at the forefront blocking the plans of the three schools.”

Yeon Ho-jeong recalled Ha Eung-yo’s words.

‘Thank you, and… I’m sorry.’

Ha Eun-kyo also knows. Because of him, Yeon Ho-jeong and his group moved forward and the world became a little more difficult.

That’s why I say thank you for enlightening me and sorry for making me take on the responsibility of not being able to take responsibility.

“The ripple effects of the mistakes you make. There aren’t many people who want to correct that. “Only those who suffer suffer.”

“….”

“Even if I knew that, I couldn’t stop my senior. How can you stop someone who knows the path they should take? Additionally, since you have helped us greatly, let us take responsibility for that.”

Hwang Seok-tae quenched his appetite.

“It’s not a big deal to shoulder that much of a burden. “It’s just… I’ve never had children.”

There will be no need to have children in the future. I will probably never understand a situation like that.

Yeon Ho-jeong slapped himself on the cheek.

“Now let’s do our job. Ah, before that, I guess I’ll have to ask Liang to take charge of my senior’s disciple.”

“Did you leave it behind?”

“It’s not a road worth taking. “You might have to stay with us for a while.”

“Right.”

“Okay then.”

Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes became cold for a moment.

“Let’s hit it and go in.”

“hmm? Are you going to hit me? Where?”

* * *

“Fuck it.”

Reporter Shin’s face, sighing with a soft curse, looked ten years older than before.

“Is it really okay like this?”

Reporter Shin’s mental state, free from destructive life, was extremely normal.

Because it was normal, my anxiety grew.

‘With this, Nana Samhobeop’s qualifications will be revoked. No, even if you return alive, your life is in danger.’

Reporter Shin’s eyes deepened.

‘But it’s better than showing off your pride just because your life is in danger. The Shinhwangjo resonated with each other, so by now….’

The Shinhwangjo was a Jeonseo-eung used by the highest-ranking executives of Saeumgyo.

It’s almost like a spiritual thing. Its large and heavy body allowed for extremely fast and complex flight, and its beak and claws were hard and sharp enough to cut through rocks.

Since it is a spiritual object created through the secret arts of Saeumgyo, it is also used in battles in times of emergency.

And the highest-ranking official of Saeumgyo, who handles the precious of all precious things, the Shinhwangjo, was now in the Central Plains.

‘A masterpiece.’

Myeonggeuk was one of the successors raised directly by the Saeum sect. He is not a lone survivor in a fierce battlefield like the Hoyeonjong, but a disciple whom the Four Masters personally taught in recognition of their talent.

In terms of experience, it was inevitable that it would lag behind the Hoenjong, but in reality, such comparison was meaningless. If a talent is recognized by the Master of the Saeum Church, it will show its best in any situation, even without complex experience.

There were a total of five successors to Saeumgyo at the time.

Three of them were raised directly by the sect leader, and two were half-god blood relatives who unexpectedly showed talent and demonstrated the ability to enter the succession battle.

Hoennjong was the latter. That’s why, out of character, he came here himself. In order to get ahead in the succession battle, he wanted to make an achievement by destroying one of the old factions.

However, before it even started, there was a loss of power during combat with the enemy. It was a fatal mistake.

“It’s gotten to this point before I’ve even started… My fate is truly pitiful.”

Reporter Shin was fiddling with the Saneumshintan.

The world was dark and there were only fifty Friday night people left around here. Those who remained were each preparing for death, as if they had finally escaped life.

Reporter Shin sighed.

‘Death is approaching, but I can’t help but do my best.’

He stamped the ground with the staff he had set aside.

thud!

The members of the Friday team looked at Reporter Shin.

Reporter Shin said calmly.

“If you come to your senses, get ready for the Friday music binge.”

The Friday Bomb Eumjin was a rare extreme event that was created by combining the Friday Saljin, which the Friday Dynasty was proud of, with the music received from the Eum Emperor.

It was a formation that boasted tremendous destructive power, but the maintenance time was only a short period of time. If the attack power is raised to the limit, it is half of that. After that time, all team members become incapable of combat.

In other words, telling them to go on a Friday drinking binge was no different from ordering death for all of them.

“Now it is time for us to return to God’s embrace. Don’t be afraid. I just go a little earlier than others. Let’s go ahead and make the divine world more clean until the noble people of this world come.”

I have no regrets about life. It would be better for me to die here than to go back and have my position taken away and my life threatened.

Slurp.

The Friday morning workers spread out and took up positions.

After taking their positions, they all took out red pills from their arms and ate them, as if they had made a promise.

Wooooow!

I didn’t get any proper rest or eat anything. And yet their prayers became much more powerful than before.

Reporter Shin closed his eyes.

Even though he did not give the order directly, members of the Friday team ate Tuseondan (???). Tuseondan was a drug that amplified the internal power to a level similar to that of a ship.

‘I’m sorry.’

Let’s go to the New Realm and lay a foundation?

That’s ridiculous.

Reporter Shin has lived for a long time and has long since broken free from the absurd beliefs unique to Saeumgyo. However, loyalty and responsibility took its place.

‘Whatever it is, it is the last sky in this world.’

The moonlight came. There weren’t many stars because of the scattered clouds.

The sky isn’t even clear? That’s too much.

Reporter Shin closed his eyes.

Grumbling.

I heard the sound of an owl hooting from somewhere.

In the past, that sound was really annoying. But not now. Thinking that it was my last moment in this world, the annoying sound of the owl was somehow nice to hear.

‘Did you get out well?’

That’s unknown. Just in case, I tried my own trick, but it won’t be easy as it is a place where Jongnam’s influence is strong.

‘Even if I die, you must not die. Even if I die, I will die after paying the right price. That way, I won’t be upset.’

It was then.

Kurururuk! ping!

The sound of something breaking was heard along with the owl’s hooting.

Reporter Shin’s eyes brightened.

An intruder came close.

“Everyone activate Jin!”

Oooooh!

The Friday explosion occurred in an instant, lightly distorting the scenery of the area.

An invisible, intangible membrane that created waves was emitting vibrations and attracting Jin’s power.

And reporter Shin, standing at the center of Jin, captured where the intruder was coming from.

“Eastern wall…!”

It was then.

bang!

The moment the new reporter caught the intruder, the intruder also rushed at a frightening speed.

Reporter Shin shouted.

“Pour out all your strength! “The eastern wall is ruined!”

Weeeeeee!

The moment when the excitement of the Friday binge-raising seems to be shaking.

Puff puff puff!

An intangible shock wave with a radius of more than three sheets went straight through space. Of course, it was towards the east, where the intruder was rushing towards.

Kwakwakwak! Puff! Crumbling!

Trees and stones were broken down, creating a long path.

It was a force of unbelievable brutality. The shock wave that made the buzzing sound itself had destructive power exceeding the speed of sound, so it seemed like no one could avoid it.

Rumbling!

In the onslaught of sound waves that crush everything.

I felt someone’s rush falter. The intruder entered the area of the shock wave.

Reporter Shin’s eyes lit up.

“Got it! Increase to maximum output! “Maximum damage in one corner…!”

It was then.

Puff puff!

The intruder who had hesitated suddenly disappeared from the spot. The shock wave, which lost its target for a moment, shattered trees and stones.

Reporter Shin’s eyes widened.

‘Did you avoid it?!’

Although you can recognize and avoid it, you cannot escape from the shock wave.

No, there is. You break the shock wave with force and escape.

‘You really escaped by force? The power of so many masters concentrated together?!’

Para la la! Pow! Pow!

Two hatchets flew from somewhere and began to spin mercilessly, cutting off the heads of the members of the Friday team.

It was possible to change direction freely. The black-and-white double axes rotating at high speed cut off the heads of about 30 members of the Friday team in an instant.

Pow! Churrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

The black-gray iron chains that rose from the ground wrapped around Shin reporter’s ankles and were pulled back.

Crump!

Reporter Shin’s ankle was broken. I hit the iron chain right away, but I don’t know what material it was made of, but it didn’t break.

It was then.

hook!

Reporter Shin’s eyes wavered.

Although it wasn’t as bad as before, an all-too-familiar and terrifying feeling of death ran down my spine.

Whoa! Whoa whoa!

The sound of a person’s body being completely crushed sounded so grotesque that it was terrible.

It’s not a hatchet. Reporter Shin instinctively knew. It wasn’t the two hatchets that had blown off the heads of the members of the Friday Team moments ago, but something much larger and heavier than that was shattering their bodies.

and.

bang!

A huge ax struck like a thunderbolt and tore apart the last remaining body of Cho Won.

Patter!

The blood soared high into the sky and poured down as rain.

Reporter Shin trembled and turned his head.

There was a reaper there with a huge ax on his pauldron. With his left hand, he held two hand axes, and the iron chains coming out of his sleeves passed through the ground and connected to Shin Reporter’s ankles.

‘It’s him.’

Reporter Shin felt his eyesight darken.

‘How have you already recovered as much as I did?!’

hook!

Churrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

The iron chain that had come off Reporter Shin’s ankle had slipped into Yeon Ho-jeong’s sleeve.

Pow!

The black and white hatchets were stabbed into each reporter’s collarbone and thigh. It prevented escape.

“This is my first time seeing you. “In my right mind.”

thud!

Yeon Ho-jeong approached before he knew it and planted Tongcheonbu next to Shin Reporter’s leg.

Reporter Shin’s face turned pale. The death was washed away, but the memories of that time kept coming back, and the quiet fear began to creep up.

Yeon Ho-jeong, squatting in front of him, asked calmly.

“Where did that idiot go?”

“I am…!”

“Have you already gone to Jongnam?”

For a moment, reporter Shin’s eyes wavered.

Yeon Ho-jeong chuckled.

“You really don’t exceed expectations one bit.”