Almighty God of War - Chapter 131

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131

 

Guyang Cheongang glanced over the bandits once and asked Baek Muok.

 

“Is the one who killed your parents and sister here?”

 

Baek Muok looked around for a moment, then raised his hand to point toward a bonfire about ten zhang away.

 

There, a fierce-looking man was staring at them with a blank expression.

 

“That bastard killed Father and Mother and violated Sol sister.”

 

Baek Muok’s voice was still calm. But Guyang Cheongang didn’t miss the cold anger hidden within it.

 

Guyang Cheongang looked down at the boy and said.

 

“I don’t want to make you dirty your hands directly. But if you wish it, I won’t stop you.”

 

“I will kill him with my own hands.”

 

Baek Muok’s answer came without hesitation.

 

Guyang Cheongang nodded.

 

He had no intention of stopping someone from taking revenge on the enemy who killed their family.

 

This era was a world where fists were closer than law, and blades closer than fists.

 

Before judging right and wrong, the logic of strength came first, and it was natural to repay grudges with the tip of a blade.

 

Without going far, his own hands had long been stained red with blood.

 

“I’ll clear away those who would interfere with your revenge.”

 

Guyang Cheongang spoke in a calm voice as he strode toward the man Baek Muok had pointed out.

 

As if sensing the killing intent flowing from his body, the bandits who had been crouching hurriedly scrambled to pick up scattered weapons. But that was nothing more than hastening their deaths.

 

Thud-thud-thud-thud-thud-thud-!

 

Continuous dull impact sounds filled the mountain stronghold.

 

The heads of bandits within a two-zhang radius around Guyang Cheongang exploded like watermelons struck by rocks.

 

It was the Gale Flash Technique that even the peak masters inside the central building couldn’t see even an afterimage of.

 

For bandits who were mostly second-rate with only a few barely stepping into first-rate, avoiding it was impossible from the start.

 

Terror crept into the faces of the bandits who saw more than ten people instantly turn into headless corpses.

 

“Gh… ghost…”

 

“Is… is that even human?!”

 

“It’s a monster!”

 

Screams and cries erupted as bandits and women crawled desperately to get away from Guyang Cheongang.

 

But there was no way to escape the footsteps of death.

 

Guyang Cheongang walked with steady strides.

 

Bandits collapsed in heaps as corpses along the path he walked.

 

After advancing more than ten zhang like this, Guyang Cheongang stopped in front of the man Baek Muok had pointed out.

 

Terror cast over the face of the man who had been dumbfounded.

 

He screamed while looking at Yu Jongui, who was standing in front of the broken door of the central building, though no one knew when he had come out.

 

“Young Alliance Leader, why… why are you just watching?!”

 

At those words, Guyang Cheongang was somewhat surprised.

 

So Yu Jongui was the Young Alliance Leader of the Green Forest Alliance.

 

I thought he was no ordinary person, but the Young Alliance Leader has crossed the line.

 

But it didn’t matter.

 

Even if the Green Forest Alliance Leader himself came instead of the Young Alliance Leader, he had not the slightest intention of stopping today’s massacre of the Nine Mountain Stronghold.

 

Guyang Cheongang reached out toward The Man.

 

The Man tried with all his might to retreat backward, but he couldn’t move an inch.

 

Before he knew it, Guyang Cheongang’s hand had seized the back of his neck.

 

It was the Dragon Subduing Golden Binding Technique.

 

With his neck acupoint pressed, The Man let his limbs hang limp while only his eyes rolled around frantically.

 

Guyang Cheongang dragged him over and made him kneel before Baek Muok.

 

Then, holding the blade of a Great Cleaver he had picked up from somewhere, he extended the handle toward the boy.

 

“Take it.”

 

Baek Muok grasped the blade’s handle without a moment’s hesitation.

 

The moment he gripped the blade, a completely different light flashed in the boy’s eyes.

 

It was neither anger nor sorrow. Rather, it was closer to deep satisfaction. It was joy, as if he had finally obtained something he had thirsted for so long.

 

A strange light appeared in Yu Jongui’s eyes as he watched the scene from afar.

 

‘That boy… is no ordinary child.’

 

It wasn’t an expression a thirteen-year-old child could show.

 

The way he so naturally received the blade, and the cold gaze looking down at his kneeling enemy.

 

Everything was like that of a born assassin.

 

Baek Muok brought the blade tip to The Man’s neck.

 

The Man’s body trembled violently.

 

He wanted to scream, but with his acupoint pressed, he couldn’t even let out a small groan.

 

“Do you know what Sol said to me at the end?”

 

Baek Muok’s voice that followed was still calm.

 

“Live. You must live… that’s what she said.”

 

The blade tip dug slightly into The Man’s neck.

 

A single drop of blood trickled down.

 

Guyang Cheongang silently watched the scene.

 

He didn’t judge whether this was revenge, execution, or simple slaughter.

 

He could only be certain that this was the fate Baek Muok had to bear.

 

Under the moonlight, the blade in the boy’s hand emitted a desolate gleam.

 

Baek Muok struck down with all his might toward the neck of the bandit who had bowed his head.

 

Thunk!

 

A dull impact sound rang out, but it didn’t end in one blow.

 

“Aaaahhhhh!”

 

A desperate scream that seemed like it could only be heard in hell shook the entire mountain stronghold.

 

With the strength of a thirteen-year-old boy, it wasn’t easy to sever a person’s neck in one blow.

 

Thunk! Thunk! Thunk! Thunk!

 

Baek Muok struck down with the blade without rest.

 

Persistently and tenaciously, as if chopping firewood.

 

Sweat flowed down his face, but he didn’t stop his hands.

 

Baek Muok wasn’t looking at the bandit before his eyes.

 

His father’s face as he fell to the blade, his mother’s eyes as she screamed, and his sister’s voice whispering ‘live’ until the very end…

 

As if cutting away all those memories, he didn’t stop his hands until the very end.

 

Slash-

 

At some moment, everything ended with an eerie cutting sound.

 

Swoooosh-

 

The man’s neck was completely severed and red blood soaked the ground.

 

“Huff… huff…”

 

Baek Muok, his eyes bloodshot red, planted his sword in the ground like a staff and gasped for rough breaths.

 

It was overwhelming work for his small body, but a strange satisfaction appeared on his face.

 

The boy, having caught his breath somewhat, raised his head and looked around. And his eyes widened.

 

There wasn’t a single man standing and breathing within the mountain stronghold.

 

No, to be precise, there wasn’t even a corpse with its head still intact to be found.

 

Wherever Guyang Cheongang’s touch had passed, only perfect silence remained.

 

Baek Muok realized that Guyang Cheongang had massacred all the bandits.

 

“Are you done?”

 

Guyang Cheongang approached the boy and asked.

 

Not a single drop of blood was on his clothes.

 

Baek Muok nodded his head.

 

In his eyes, instead of the emptiness or guilt that comes after completing revenge, a strange sense of fulfillment was circulating.

 

“Father, Mother, Sol-i…”

 

The boy quietly murmured. But rather than an expression of sadness, it was a tone as if confirming something.

 

Guyang Cheongang didn’t miss Baek Muok’s change.

 

It was far from the typical reaction of an ordinary person after committing their first murder.

 

Rather, the boy had become even calmer, and his gaze had also deepened.

 

It wasn’t a reaction a thirteen-year-old child could show after killing someone.

 

As if he had been familiar with such things from the beginning, it was too natural and too composed.

 

Guyang Cheongang placed his hand on Baek Muok’s shoulder.

 

“Your revenge is finished. What do you plan to do now?”

 

Baek Muok slowly raised his head and looked at Guyang Cheongang.

 

“I want to follow you, sir.”

 

“Why?”

 

“I want to learn martial arts. I want to become… stronger.”

 

Hidden within those words was not curiosity or dependence, but something deeper and more dangerous—a craving.

 

Guyang Cheongang fell into thought for a moment.

 

If one born with the Heaven-Killing Star wasn’t properly guided, he could eventually become a monster that threatens the world.

 

But at the same time, if guided correctly, he could become a more powerful ally than anyone else.

 

“Good.”

 

At Guyang Cheongang’s answer, a faint smile appeared on Baek Muok’s lips.

 

It was a satisfied smile of someone who had gained something, far from innocence.

 

Guyang Cheongang handled the rest himself.

 

“Since the night is late, you can go down tomorrow morning.”

 

The faces of the women who nodded at his words showed a mixture of relief and confusion.

 

They began to move without a word.

 

They dragged the corpses of the bandits to one place and went out to find wood needed for cremation.

 

Though no one had ordered them to do so, they knew what needed to be done.

 

Guyang Cheongang helped them by demolishing several wooden buildings.

 

To burn over a hundred corpses would require an enormous amount of wood, and it would take too long for the women alone.

 

However, he did not help with moving the bodies.

 

That was something the parties involved had to do themselves.

 

Severing evil ties had to be done with one’s own hands.

 

The women’s circumstances were all different.

 

Some had spent years here and had formed bonds with the bandits, even if half-forced, while others had been kidnapped less than a month ago and were still wandering in despair.

 

Perhaps because of this, among the women moving the corpses, there were occasionally those who showed tears.

 

But no one resented Guyang Cheongang.

 

When midnight came, the corpses piled on the huge woodpile were set ablaze.

 

Whoosh-

 

The flames soared high, dyeing the night sky red.

 

Since the number of dead exceeded one hundred, the fire did not easily die out.

 

Whenever the wind blew, the flames burned even more fiercely, and smoke shot up high into the sky.

 

The women stood quietly watching the flames.

 

Some clasped their hands together as if praying, while others stared blankly at the burning flames.

 

Guyang Cheongang, Baek Muok, and Yu Jongui also did not go to bed.

 

It was impossible to seek sleep on such a night.

 

When morning came, Guyang Cheongang roughly ate a meal and opened the warehouse.

 

Inside were grain and valuables accumulated through years of plundering.

 

Silk, silver coins, and grain sacks were piled up, but now their owners had all turned to ash.

 

Guyang Cheongang gathered the women.

 

“Take what each of you needs. It will serve as capital for your future lives.”

 

The women reacted with different expressions.

 

Some bowed in gratitude, while others stood blankly with their souls half-departed.

 

The shock of their world completely changing overnight seemed not yet to have faded.

 

“When you go down the mountain, you will find a village. Start a new life there.”

 

At Guyang Cheongang’s words, the women bowed their heads in greeting and began to descend the mountain path one by one.

 

On their backs was a mixture of hope and anxiety.

 

Guyang Cheongang, with his hand on Baek Muok’s shoulder, looked down at the departing women’s backs alongside Yu Jongui and spoke.

 

“You said you were the Young Alliance Leader of the Green Forest Alliance?”

 

Yu Jongui gave a bitter smile.

 

“You’re asking quite quickly indeed.”

 

Guyang Cheongang chuckled softly and gestured toward the central building with his chin.

 

“Did you find out anything?”

 

It was a question about the captive they had taken.

 

Yu Jongui shook his head.

 

“Before I could even ask anything, he committed suicide the moment I released his pressure points. He bit down on a poison tooth he had hidden between his teeth.”

 

“I see.”

 

Guyang Cheongang nodded calmly and closed his mouth.

 

Yu Jongui asked with a look of surprise.

 

“He had the exact same face as me, so you must have many questions. Why aren’t you asking more?”

 

“Because it’s none of my business. My situation isn’t leisurely enough for that.”

 

It wasn’t that he lacked curiosity, but he had no intention of getting deeply involved.

 

When he hadn’t even reached his destination yet, he couldn’t afford to get deeply entangled in other matters.

 

However, Yu Jongui didn’t want to let The Man before him go just like that.

 

He asked.

 

“Elder Zhang, do you know of Sovereign Demon Castle?”

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