Doctor’s Rebirth

Chapter 323

Episode 323

Same time.

Qin Tianxi and Zhuge Lin were not the only ones looking down on the battle from afar.

There was one more person watching this battle.

“Baeklin’s Line… As expected, you are not involved in that mess. Well, whether it’s when it’s a bloodline gwangsal or when it’s a white line, it’s still the same as being cheap. Hehehe… I knew it wouldn’t be easy… but if it goes on like this, it won’t be fun. “I have to peel off that thin skin of yours with my own hands…” One

eyeball

is bent into a strange shape.

The eyeball looked too foreign to be considered human.

The whites of the eyes were blood-red, and the pupils were slit horizontally like a sheep.

Three horns of different sizes grew arbitrarily on its head, and some scales appeared on its skin.

Anyone can see that its appearance is not human.

However, if you look closely, even in such a bizarre appearance, traces of what it once was as a human remained, like vestigial organs.

Dongcheon-gun.

He is an absolute expert who used the Fenghu and Strange Arts and went on a rampage in the Murim Alliance, and is one of the Blood Seon Ten Thousand Army, the highest ranking officer of the Blood Seon Sect.

He was standing here now.

That would be natural.

Because it is interest that caused this emergency incident.

“I will definitely… kill you. No, I won’t kill you. I will cut off your limbs and use you as a toy to torture you for eternity. You will hear the screams of that short-haired horse and drink its blood… look forward to it. “I’m looking forward to this guy…”

It was originally a blood missionary that was supposed to stop its activities for a few years.

Nevertheless, the reason why he caused this incident on his own.

It was because of a resentment that was deep in my bones.

“Because of you… I… lost my chance to ascend to heaven forever. So you, too, have to suffer as much… absolutely. certainly!”

Dongcheongun, who should have been killed by Jegalin in the Murim Alliance, was transported to Blood Mission and was able to regain his life.

however. As a result, he has now become a completely alien being.

This is both a blessing and a curse.

Revived by the secret art of Blood Mission, he clearly became stronger than humans.

However, once this happens, you can never ascend to heaven.

You cannot go to the side of the blood vessel.

Of course, he became a member of the bloodline, but strictly speaking, it could not be described as a ‘side’.

Because the path to the top is blocked.

It could literally be said to be a curse in the fanatical group called Blood Mission.

“Jegalin. I want to rip your limbs apart and eat the flesh of your disciple in front of you who is still alive, but… haha….”

It was impossible to kill Jin Cheon-hee, his disciple.

That was not what the blood line wanted, so he tried to control his anger by directly capturing Zhuge Lin and torturing him.

However, the opponent was anything but easy.

Baekrin Uigak had retreated and strengthened its defenses as if it had no interest in Bi-dong from the beginning.

This was not Dongcheon-gun’s plan.

If Baeklin’s Pavilion got caught up in the battle, they planned to attack it from behind.

“Krrrrr. The plan went awry… but I still have some moves left. Night is coming soon… kkkkkkkk. I will definitely catch you! “How are the preparations for the art of the mind-centered-outer form?”

He looked down at the battlefield in the distance and made an animal sound. His subordinates responded to his words and began to move busily.

* * *

As night fell, the battle entered a somewhat lull.

Now the three forces have retreated from each other, leading to a standoff.

The two strong men of the clan clan were resting with the priests of the clan clan who came with them.

This kind of bloody battle is different from military fighting.

Like the military, they form defensive formations and do not obey each other while resting.

In some ways, it may be impossible given the habits of Kangho and Kanghoin.

Du Kangzi and his priests climbed a tree and lay down against it.

Although they were not injured in today’s battle, they looked as comfortable as monkeys as they climbed the tree.

But suddenly, I started to see fog gathering in the distance.

‘what?’

The fog filled the floor deeply and began to billow upward.

Why? It started to feel a little strange.

“execution! “Shouldn’t you have given me the rice balls you ate yesterday?”

“What…”

The priest suddenly started punching.

He was a guy who was famous for being calm. I couldn’t understand the sudden change in attitude.

Suck!

I dodged the sword the guy pulled out by just a piece of paper.

But that wasn’t the end. The sword drawn by the priest grazed the shoulder of another priest.

Tsugak!

“What are you doing, you crazy bastard?”

The other priests who were hit with swords also drew their swords and started attacking each other.

Du Gangzi was dumbfounded.

Something that would never normally happen.

It was then.

“Kaaaaaa! private residence! “How can you do this to me!”

“die! die!”

Under the tree, numerous warriors began attacking each other in all directions.

Of course, not everyone was like that.

“Stop it! “What is this all of a sudden?”

“execution! Stop! “Why on earth are you pulling out a sword?”

Only then did Du Gangzi realize that this fog was the cause of this phenomenon. And at the same time, the warriors who have strong internal skills are able to hold on without giving up reason even though they feel unpleasant.

However, warriors with shallow internal strength, exhausted, or injured lost their senses and began attacking in all directions.

“Yuksirul! What’s happening–!”

A powerful shout echoed throughout the camp.

It was an alcoholic beverage.

It was an amazing thing.

Just by his shouting, the spirits of the Sapa warriors began to come back one by one.

Sulje looked at the spinning board and quickly figured it out.

“Oh shit. Looks like this was a dirty trick. Demonic religion? Murim alliance? Or…”

I thought it might be a blood mission.

Didn’t something similar happen at the Yongbong branch?

Soon, the winemaker waved his wand and made a bell sound.

Zeng- rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

“Everyone leave the battlefield! Those who lose their senses, either score points or stab them in the back! If that doesn’t work, leave it alone! “If you’ve come this far, you should take care of your life!”

“yes?”

The soldiers were dumbfounded by the sudden retreat order.

Perhaps frustrated by that sight, Sulje struck the head of a nearby young warrior with a cane, making a loud noise.

“You bastard with horse shit on your head! Get the hell out of here right now! It’s not like we have the Zhuge family’s Honwon Bangjin. You can’t stop this! You can eat the Paecheon Free Spiritual Art later! Jump out! “You damn bastard!”

Sulje’s curse echoed throughout Sapa’s camp.

Even the guy who had not yet come to his senses suddenly lost his senses at the swear words.

That’s how the Sadyoryun began to break away.

However, the leader of the Demonic Cult did not miss this moment.

“It’s an opportunity. Everyone secure the entrance to the bidong.”

Likewise, a strange fog covered the Demonic Cult, but the Demonic Cult’s elite were not shaken by it.

Each and every one of them are members of the Demonic Cult with strong internal strength.

They just moved forward inexorably.

“Kill all those who attack you. “If you feel like you’re going to lose your mind, commit suicide.”

The fanatics just nodded their heads at the order of the cult leader.

However, the Demonic Cult was not the only one who maintained his sanity.

The political faction that set up camp at the entrance to Bidong shouted.

“The Apostles are retreating and the Demonic Cult is approaching! Everyone, prepare for the Demonic Cult!”

“Schedule a checkup!”

A dark night with nothing to see.

The battle continued without rest.

* * *

Two o’clock before the fog rose.

Jin Tianxi stood on a high tree and continued to stare at the battlefield.

As Zhuge Family, Master’s education continues.

Although the teacher responded that it was a long-awaited opportunity, Jin Cheon-hee felt a little bitter.

Even in this fierce battle, the area around Baeklin’s Pavilion is safe.

This is because a powerful defense was deployed around Baeklin’s Pavilion.

That formation was created by two geniuses, Jin Cheon-hee and Master.

Paljindo (???), known to have been created by Zhuge Gongmyeong. It is said that it was created by evolving and developing over time.

A powerful attack that steals your soul the moment it enters.

Normally, if you try to force your way through this formation, you will die.

Jin Cheon-hee suddenly looked up at the sky.

‘The sun has almost set.’

Night is coming soon.

Normally, when night falls, there is a temporary lull in the battle. From then on, the injured come to seek treatment.

‘But that’s just normal. You said there are exceptions.’

Night raids at night are common everywhere.

It seems that there are cases where one side of the camp is completely wiped out and patients cannot come.

‘I think it would be more comfortable if a lot of patients came and I was busy.’

The sun was setting further and further, and darkness now fell on Hangsan Mountain.

‘hmm?’

It was bizarre.

Along with the night shadows, fog suddenly began to cover the entire Hangshan Mountain.

The fog had a strange, ominous scent.

At that time, the fog collided at the border of the formation, creating crackling flames.

A phenomenon that could not have happened considering the heavenly system and feng shui of this area.

At that moment, a loud noise, shouting, and the sound of weapons clashing rang out.

As they gained strength, internal strife broke out and they started slaughtering each other.

‘Have you… seen this before?’

If it were another unmanned person, I wouldn’t know. There was no way Jin Cheonhee could forget this.

Blood missionary work after all?

Is their trap activated?

At that time, Master’s electric signal rang.

-Heeya. Come down.

The moment I was about to go down to the Master’s voice, people wearing white masks began to appear from outside the camp.

Surprisingly,

a pattern symbolizing a whirlpool was engraved on the mask as if it had been drawn with ink.

Jin Cheon-hee’s blue eyes immediately recalled the contents of the Supreme Heavenly Demon.

‘There are ten thousand blood warriors in the Blood Mission, and each one of them is an absolute expert, but they are also the ones who lead an organization within the Blood Mission.’

The name of the organization led by Dongcheon-gun is Dongcheon Hyeolseondae.

Gangsiya is basically used as the basic force of blood missions, but this Dongcheon blood fleet could be called elite.

The white swirl pattern is one of the characteristics of the Dongcheon Blood Line.

This is because Dongcheongun uses the Punghugoisin technique.

It seems that the number of people was further strengthened by using the lowest grade jiangshi.

‘It seems like you felt unfairly wronged for not being able to bring your direct troops during the last Yongbong branch meeting?’

As he was planning things while hiding in the Murim Alliance, Dongcheongun naturally had to bring everything to a minimum and fight.

I would have covered myself with blankets every night, thinking that if only the Dongcheon Blood Seondae had been under my command, things would not have turned out this way.

‘It looks like the blood missionary is finally speaking for the first time in a long time.’

There was no need to use the Hyeonwonjeondanshingong.

‘Are they trying to target us while the Demon Cult and the Murim League of Apostles are at odds with each other?’

Of course, I have no intention of just watching with my eyes wide open.

‘But what should we do to minimize the damage?’

Jeongsama.

Jin Cheon-hee is not interested in who wins the non-class competition.

No, in a normal situation where you read a novel, you would be excited to see who would win.

However, the moment you say, ‘The one who loses will soon be in your emergency room,’ the person’s thoughts change.

Also, hearing the words, ‘Oh, and how many of those who won can come?’ makes the doctor lose his mind even more.

I just hope that no matter who it is, they can solve it with rock, paper, scissors.

Adding blood missionary work to the mix, he is in the position of an inspector of the Jegal family, and the murderous intent of the medical professional rises.

‘Anyway, the Blood Mission is something that needs to be eliminated. I’ve known about these bastards since they were spreading cholera in Botamun.’