Almighty God of War - Chapter 144

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144

 

“Uwaaaaa-”

 

Five hundred masked men charged forward with battle cries.

 

Since stealth attacks had already been abandoned, their fierce shouts that spared no effort shook the ground with their intensity.

 

That was when it happened.

 

The air above Guyang Cheongang’s head began to ripple.

 

Wuuuuung-

 

With a sound as if space itself was being torn apart, thirty-six daggers revealed themselves in midair.

 

“Uwaaaaa!”

 

The vanguard of the masked men who had been charging with battle cries suddenly hesitated.

 

This was because thirty-six daggers had suddenly appeared in the air above Guyang Cheongang’s head without any warning signs.

 

Flying Star Cloud Sword.

 

It was Guyang Cheongang’s unique hidden weapon art created by Akasha based on her matter reconstruction ability.

 

“Wh-what is that?”

 

Doubt and fear simultaneously appeared on the faces of the masked men.

 

Daggers floating in midair without any support or even being touched by hand.

 

“I-is it evil sorcery?”

 

Someone muttered with a trembling voice.

 

No hidden weapon art known throughout All Under Heaven was like this.

 

The wandering warriors fell into confusion about how to interpret this scene that looked more like evil sorcery than martial arts.

 

But one of them seemed to recall something as his face turned deathly pale.

 

“M-midair object manipulation…”

 

He muttered with a voice filled with shock.

 

“He externalized sword energy…”

 

The surrounding masked men who heard those words all froze in unison.

 

Midair object manipulation.

 

A nearly divine martial art that could float weapons in midair and control them freely without touching them.

 

The externalization ability known to handle sword energy like hidden weapons was an even greater shock than midair object manipulation.

 

This was because it was a legendary technique known to be usable only by high-level masters of the Transformation Realm.

 

The warriors of the wandering warrior group lacked the discernment to recognize that the Flying Star Cloud Sword was neither midair object manipulation nor externalization of sword energy.

 

“A-a Transformation Realm master?”

 

“No way…”

 

Fear spread among the masked men like waves.

 

But the time of confusion was brief.

 

Without Guyang Cheongang even moving a finger, all thirty-six daggers moved in unison.

 

Swoooosh-

 

The sound of cutting through air like rushing waves filled the night sky.

 

“Block them!”

 

The masked men in the vanguard raised their swords, but it was useless.

 

The thirty-six Flying Star Cloud Swords cut through the air at speeds faster than lightning.

 

Shwuuuk! Shwuuuk! Shwuuuk!

 

Thirty-six masked men who had been charging in a crescent formation simultaneously froze.

 

The speed of the Flying Star Cloud Swords was comparable to the speed of sound.

 

It was impossible from the start for mercenary wandering warriors to dodge or block them.

 

They were pierced in straight lines from their foreheads to the backs of their heads.

 

“Kugh…”

 

“Uaak…”

 

Unable to even properly groan, the corpses whose lives were cut short in an instant flew backward as if struck by massive hammers and collided with the follow-up troops.

 

Thud! Thud! Thud!

 

The frontline became a scene of carnage in an instant.

 

“N-no!”

 

“It’s a monster!”

 

The masked men who had been behind screamed and retreated backward.

 

The sight of thirty-six men dying instantly was a shock beyond their imagination.

 

This was not a battle but a one-sided massacre.

 

Yang Chu and Song Moon on the hill who witnessed this scene froze.

 

“Wh-what is that…”

 

Song Moon’s voice trembled.

 

Something flashed through Yang Chu’s mind like lightning.

 

It was a terrifying story passed down in Gangho about Transformation Realm masters.

 

Yang Chu’s face turned pale.

 

‘They said that unless you’re an absolute master of the same realm, there’s no way to defeat them.’

 

Thousands of years of Murim history had proven this.

 

The protective body energy achieved by Transformation Realm masters was said to be impervious to swords and blades, and even poison couldn’t affect them.

 

‘Even overwhelming them with numbers is impossible…’

 

Yang Chu’s hands began to tremble.

 

Even hundreds of thousands couldn’t defeat a Transformation Realm master.

 

It was only because Transformation Realm masters were still human that they would tire.

 

So at best, you could make them retreat from exhaustion after killing and killing.

 

But their numbers were only about five hundred.

 

“T-Transformation Realm… surely… really?”

 

Yang Chu’s lips trembled.

 

But reality shattered his doubts to pieces.

 

Thirty-six daggers floating in midair, massacring his subordinates without even moving a hand.

 

This was the true form of an existence called a ‘calamity’ or ‘disaster’ in Gangho.

 

“Run away!”

 

Yang Chu shouted at the top of his lungs.

 

“Everyone run away! That bastard is a Transformation Realm master!”

 

But it was already too late.

 

Five hundred wandering warriors were gathered in front of the city gate, and before them stood a true calamity.

 

Song Moon muttered while sweating profusely.

 

“We… picked a fight with a Transformation Realm master?”

 

The two men realized how foolish a judgment they had made.

 

But their judgment wasn’t completely unreasonable.

 

Yang Chu and Song Moon had heard rumors that Guyang Cheongang was a supreme master, but they never dreamed he was a Transformation Realm master.

 

Song Moon shouted as if it was unfair.

 

“Who would think someone who looks to be around thirty is Transformation Realm!”

 

A Transformation Realm master should have undergone at least sixty years of cultivation, and it was natural for their name to become known in Gangho during that process.

 

There was no precedent in Murim history of a warrior reaching Transformation Realm in their thirties.

 

Moreover, the name Jang Woomyeong was unknown to anyone until just half a month ago.

 

But reality was cruel.

 

As the Flying Star Cloud Swords that had turned thirty-six masked men into lonely souls disappeared, Guyang Cheongang took one step forward.

 

That was the moment.

 

Wuuuuung-

 

Something invisible spread out from him as the center, and the air began to ripple as if a stone had been thrown into a calm pond.

 

Simultaneously, the space within a five-jang radius centered on him became distorted.

 

It was the absolute ability that only Transformation Realm masters could deploy – spatial dominance.

 

“What is this…”

 

The masked men within a five-jang radius around Guyang Cheongang trembled violently.

 

And they soon realized they had lost control of their bodies.

 

“My body, my body won’t move!”

 

They screamed in terror, but resistance was impossible.

 

Their bodies were mercilessly crushed and compressed as if gripped by a giant’s hand.

 

Crack! Snap! Snap! Snap!

 

Pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-

 

The sound of bones breaking and flesh bursting erupted from all directions.

 

“Aaaahhhhh-”

 

Agonizing screams and fountains of blood burst forth like fireworks, staining the air and ground red.

 

This was exactly why the Transformation Realm was called the Absolute Realm.

 

A god-like power that freely controlled all life and death within its domain.

 

That realm that martial artists called with reverence mixed with fear – Heart Becomes Death.

 

The absolute law that enemies die the moment one wills it was now manifesting through Guyang Cheongang’s body.

 

There was no need to deploy special martial arts.

 

An absolute realm where enemies could be subdued with thought alone.

 

The range of space Guyang Cheongang could currently control was within five jang centered on himself.

 

The fate of those who entered that domain was already decided.

 

Pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-

 

“Aaaahhhhh-!”

 

Horrific sounds of flesh bursting and agonizing screams erupted in chorus.

 

“Monster… monster!”

 

The Masked Men who witnessed this gruesome scene cried out in despair.

 

The sight of their comrades within five jang instantly turning into bloody pulp.

 

It was a shock beyond human imagination.

 

“Run! Everyone run!”

 

Fear spread like a plague.

 

Less than a minute after the battle began, the death toll was already exceeding two hundred.

 

In this situation, there couldn’t be any human who could endure it.

 

The surviving three hundred or so Wandering Warriors all turned their backs at once.

 

Rumble-rumble-rumble-

 

They scattered in all directions like a swarm of locusts dispersing.

 

Formation, command structure – everything collapsed helplessly.

 

Only despair remained.

 

Naturally, even as they fled, Guyang Cheongang’s killing didn’t stop, and those with slow feet fell dead with screams.

 

On the hill.

 

Yang Chu and Song Moon were stunned speechless.

 

“Is, is that even human?”

 

Song Moon’s voice trembled.

 

Having lived as mercenaries for decades and experienced countless battles, this was the first time they’d seen such a scene.

 

Killing enemies without using a sword or deploying martial arts.

 

Yang Chu muttered with a pale face.

 

“This… this isn’t a battle.”

 

All their combat experience and tactical knowledge meant nothing.

 

What stood before them wasn’t human, but calamity itself.

 

“The Sect Leader… who exactly did the Sect Leader send us to?”

 

Yang Chu’s voice was filled with despair.

 

A Transformation Realm master.

 

Against a supreme master that All Under Heaven called a ‘calamity’, numbers meant nothing whether it was five hundred or five thousand.

 

Guyang Cheongang looked straight at Yang Chu and Song Moon on the hill and began walking.

 

He showed no sign of urgently chasing the fleeing ones.

 

Yang Chu and Song Moon, whose eyes met his, felt their hearts freeze.

 

The opponent’s eyes were saying:

 

‘The subordinates may flee. But not you two.’

 

The two men instinctively knew that unlike his subordinates, Guyang Cheongang wouldn’t let them go.

 

If caught, they would die.

 

Without anyone going first, both men frantically launched their body movements beyond the hill.

 

The figures of these peak masters disappeared in an instant.

 

Guyang Cheongang was in no hurry.

 

Rather, like a lion waiting for prey to get sufficiently far away, he watched their retreating figures for a moment.

 

He turned to Baek Muok and said.

 

“I’ll be back. I’ll return before dawn.”

 

Baek Muok bowed with a matter-of-course expression.

 

“Take care, Master.”

 

As if seeing off someone going out for a brief stroll, the boy’s face showed no trace of worry.

 

“Right.”

 

Guyang Cheongang nodded and deployed the Phantom Shadowless Divine Method.

 

Swoosh-

 

His figure seemed to fade away like a phantom from that spot, then appeared on the hill a moment later.

 

‘Akasha, track those two from earlier.’

 

[Understood, Doctor.]

 

With Akasha’s response, thousands of nanobots shot up from his body into the night sky like a stream of silver water.

 

Rising vertically dozens of jang in an instant, they gathered in one place like living liquid metal.

 

Then thousands of silver particles intertwined and condensed, soon transforming into a perfect sphere without a single flaw on its surface.

 

On the round sphere’s surface, dozens of minute lenses silently opened like an insect’s compound eyes and began looking down at everything below.

 

It was another ‘eye’ of hers that floated in the night sky, which Akasha had named the ‘Thousand-Li Divine Eye’.

 

As Guyang Cheongang crossed the threshold of the Transformation Realm, Akasha, who used his internal energy as a power source, had also evolved to a new dimension.

 

Now she could utilize nanobot swarms to implement detection abilities that far surpassed human five senses.

 

Thermal imaging that detected the heat of life as colors in darkness, infrared detection that could see through even the body temperature of enemies who perfectly concealed their presence.

 

And wide-area active search that depicted all movements within the Thousand-Li Divine Eye’s range as three-dimensional waves.

 

Most remarkably, the existing still image transmission capability had finally evolved into real-time video transmission.

 

Though the maintenance time was still less than a minute, its utility value in this era was indescribably great.

 

Shortly after, all terrain and movements within five li ahead were perfectly rendered as a three-dimensional tactical map in Guyang Cheongang’s mental image.

 

And on that map, two red dots moving desperately were clearly captured.

 

[Targets, Yang Chu and Song Moon. Current position, about two hundred jang to the west. Analyzing escape route and estimated speed. The probability of them escaping my surveillance network is 0%.]

 

Akasha’s calm voice was like a death sentence pronounced upon the two men.

 

Guyang Cheongang began leisurely pursuing Yang Chu and Song Moon with Akasha’s guidance.

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