Murim Login - Chapter 639

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Chapter 639
When I thought about it, it was only natural.
No matter how formidable the venom of the Thousand Year Spider was, its essence remained that of a spider.
Throughout the Poison Blood Land, which served as their stronghold, webs were scattered everywhere, and the last surviving member of the Thousand Year Spider’s five siblings was fleeing along the webs in complete despair.
And there was one thing I hadn’t anticipated in this situation….
Thump! Whoooosh!
That massive spider’s escape speed was far faster than I had expected.
‘…No, why is it so fast?’
Whether it was because the creature was fleeing desperately, or because it had laid webs throughout the area as a precaution, I couldn’t say.
But regardless of the reason, the distance between me and the Thousand Year Spider scarcely narrowed, and there was no clear way to catch it as it fled between the towering trees and the empty space dozens of zhang above.
‘Spider-Man wasn’t fast for nothing….’
As I muttered this inwardly and deployed my Lightness Skill, an inexplicable chill swept across my entire body, and I instinctively lowered my head.
Crack!
With a sharp cutting sound, a handful of my hair scattered into the air, severed clean.
The thing that had barely grazed past me was none other than a spider web.
As that strand, as hard and elastic as steel wire, met the spider’s rapid speed, it had become razor-sharp.
“Ya-ryul Cheok!”
The moment I realized this, I shouted a warning, but the Beast King Miao Wang, whose frame was larger and movements rougher than mine, was too slow to react.
Scrape!
What was that? It was like watching a razor commercial.
The Beast King Miao Wang, whose crown had been cleanly shaved instead of flesh and bone, answered with a pitiful expression.
“…Why did you call?”
“…It’s nothing. I just called out.”
The luxuriant mane of hair that had been flowing like a lion’s was nowhere to be found.
The Beast King Miao Wang’s crown, shaved by the acidic saliva of the Thousand Year Spiders and the spider webs, now gleamed like an octopus that had just emerged from the mud.
‘Is this a battle between Doctor Octopus and Spider-Man?’
Though the roles of good and evil seemed reversed.
As I contemplated this scene from a hero movie, my heart swelled with grandeur.
Of course, in stark contrast, the octopus-like Beast King Miao Wang’s fury pierced the heavens.
“You dare!”
Naturally, his rage stemmed from more than just his lost hair.
Though they were from different tribes, he had lost hundreds of warriors in a single day—people who were as good as his subjects. A savage aura flowed from his bloodshot eyes.
Boom!
The moment the Beast King Miao Wang stamped his foot fiercely, the damp ground, saturated with poison and moisture, collapsed like a sinkhole.
Simultaneously, using the tremendous rebound force, he leaped high and unleashed a punch.
Whoooosh, Crash!
Compressed air burst forth, and wind rippled outward.
The fist energy that erupted, cutting through space, severed the spider webs hidden in darkness and shot toward the Thousand Year Spider.
Screeeech! Whoosh!
But contrary to my and the Beast King Miao Wang’s hopes, the unleashed fist energy merely tore through empty air, and the Thousand Year Spider, narrowly escaping the brink of death, let out a bone-chilling cry.
– Hisssssss!
It was no ordinary cry.
As that strange, piercing sound—like a transmission of sound itself—burrowed into my ears and reverberated through the space, my keen senses detected countless movements converging from all directions.
‘This is…’
Rustle. Rustle.
The toxic mist that had transformed Poison Blood Land into a realm of death, and the blackened grass thickets.
As those creatures emerged from between the ancient trees whose ages were impossible to fathom, I recalled a single word I had momentarily forgotten.
‘The King of Poisons.’
That epithet for the Thousand Year Spider was brief and precise.
The venomous creatures that had been crouching throughout Poison Blood Land, awaiting their sovereign’s command, finally answered the call of their king, and an immeasurable army now blocked the path before Beast King Miao Wang and me.
Slither. Slither slither!
Whip-like serpents and centipedes of enormous length. Spiders the size of a human head and toads. Hundreds of swarms of wasps pouring forth from somewhere among the ancient trees’ foliage.
Venomous creatures of indeterminate species—and ones I had no desire to identify—with grotesque forms clustered and intertwined toward one another.
In the blink of an eye, tens became hundreds, hundreds swelled into thousands, and finally they completed a singular wall.
Roooaaarrr!
Countless venomous creatures blocked the sole path through Poison Blood Land, descending like a massive triangular wave.
And far above, perched upon its web, the Thousand Year Spider gazed down upon us.
Watching that creature no longer flee but instead lord over the ground like a sovereign, I muttered softly.
“Damn bastard. Playing the hero now, are we?”
It had been its plan from the very beginning—there was no doubt.
The Southern Wilderness was truly a cursed land. What manner of beasts and spiders possessed such cunning?
I had entered Poison Blood Land following Black Tiger, the Spirit of Mount Aenoe, and upon reaching terrain favorable to itself, the Thousand Year Spider finally summoned all its attendant forces.
From what I had directly experienced thus far, its intelligence rivaled that of any human, and perhaps exceeded it.
‘Compared to that certain insectoid fool, it would be Einstein.’
Suddenly recalling Tae-san, I turned my head toward Beast King Miao Wang.
Whether this was a sight even he, who had lived his entire life in the Southern Wilderness, had never witnessed, he exhaled a shallow breath, and when our eyes met, he opened his mouth with a stern expression.
“There is no need for fear. Neither you nor I will die here.”
Fear?
Instead of answering, I let out a soft laugh.
Perhaps there was no word both closer and yet more distant from me than that one.
Looking back, I had always believed myself to be fearful, yet I had never once retreated when faced with the specter of death.
‘At first, I became a Hunter because I lacked fear. Later, I learned martial arts because I possessed it.’
A curious thing indeed—that I would struggle with all my might out of dread of dying, yet constantly advance toward battlefields where death would be no surprise.
But… at least for today, I did not think I would die.
Roooaaarrr!
Watching the undulating wave of venomous creatures draw closer, I suddenly opened my mouth.
“The moment those creatures vanish, kill it immediately. No—leave it with just enough breath remaining.”
“What?”
“Remember this well. There must be no hesitation whatsoever. We must eliminate it now, while it has lowered its guard and descended in height.”
“What do you mean…?”
Now.
Rather than answer Beast King Miao Wang’s question, I pressed gently against the ground. The inner force surging from my dantian was already rushing toward my feet.
Crack. Boom!
Compression. Then detonation.
The inner force erupting from that single point at my feet gifted my entire body a speed like rays of light. Simultaneously, a whirlwind of azure energy wrapped around me, and the deep green poison mist scattered.
And beyond that, a colossal wall created by tens of thousands of venomous creatures awaited me.
Roaaaar!
A dense shadow descending overhead.
The moment the already dark Poison Blood Land plunged into complete darkness, brilliant light erupted from the spearhead of the White Flame in my hand.
Uuuuong.
Accompanied by a sound resembling a swarm of bees, flames bluer than the sky itself took root.
Three dozen powerful heat-yang forces pulled toward one another, linked, and converged into an even more colossal calamity fire.
And at its end.
‘One annihilation.’
Guuuuuuuung!
There was a flash and a thunderous roar that tore through darkness and made both earth and sky tremble.
* * *
Beast King Miao Wang Ya-ryul Cheok had thought of himself as a wild man since childhood.
A person utterly crude and raw, far removed from courtesy and refined bearing.
But as they say, position shapes the person.
As life went on, he found himself taking the lead and bearing responsibility, and followers gathered around him—unremarkable though he was.
Through the relentless passage of years, he had become the great chieftain of the White Tribe, and when he looked around one day, he found himself in the weighty position of Palace Master of the Southern Beast Palace.
‘How did things end up like this?’
It was utterly incomprehensible.
He had only ever trained in martial arts his entire life, yet circumstances had spiraled into this.
But it was spilled water long ago. Too late to turn back, impossible to gather it up again, so he did his utmost to fulfill his duties as Palace Master.
He no longer beat people senseless, and he had even reduced the curses that came more naturally than breathing.
If he could cuff a tribal chieftain who couldn’t understand a word on the ear and find peace of mind, he would—but now that chieftain would rebel against the Southern Beast Palace with ears that would never hear again.
Yet even the lips of Beast King Miao Wang, far more restrained after his long tenure as Palace Master, began to move of their own accord the moment he witnessed the spectacle unfolding before his eyes.
“What the hell is that? What the—what—”
Guuuuuuuung!
Everything shattered and melted away.
The wave of venomous creatures numbering in the tens of thousands was disintegrating before his very eyes.
The two-headed horned snakes that hunted bears for sport. The black frogs whose single drop of venom could kill a hundred oxen. The golden wasps that could strip a tiger to bone in half a moment.
Whoosh. Roaaaaaaar!
Tens of thousands of venomous creatures, possessed of power as grotesque as their appearance, were turning to ash before the blue flames that illuminated the darkness and the thunderous roar.
‘…This is insane.’
It had been fifty years since the Great War of Jingzheng. Such an astounding sight.
The final desperate technique the Demon Cult’s Sword Demon had unleashed before death—so formidable—could not compare to what lay before his eyes, and even Fire King Jeok Cheon-gang, who had easily evaded that Sword Demon’s final strike and trampled him underfoot until near death, had never displayed such destructive power.
Of course, he himself—Beast King Miao Wang Ya-ryul Cheok—was no different.
‘How in the world?’
Beast King Miao Wang, who had been watching the Young Man’s silhouette standing resolute before the blazing inferno with eyes wide open in undisguised shock and confusion, suddenly recalled a single phrase that flashed across his mind.
‘Once those things disappear, kill him immediately. No, wait—leave him alive, but only barely.’
“…!”
At first, I thought it was nonsense, but that nonsense had become reality.
In that same instant, Beast King Miao Wang understood what he had to do.
Boom!
With a deafening roar, his body shot skyward. Though Beast King Miao Wang’s movement was half a beat late, the Thousand Year Spider found himself in an equally unpredictable situation and could not react any faster.
– Si, siiit?
In the moment when the numerous eyes—large and small, moving in different directions in confusion—detected Beast King Miao Wang and froze in place.
With what little hair remained whipping about him as he soared upward, a cold smile curved across his lips.
“Finally got you. I’ll tear you to shreds.”
– …!
The Thousand Year Spider had made two critical blunders.
First. Underestimating the strength of the young human.
Second. Slaughtering the old human’s kinsmen and shaving away the luxuriant hair he had always taken such pride in.
Shhwaaak!
The viscous secretion expelled as a final desperate resistance tore through empty air, and Beast King Miao Wang’s outstretched hand seized the Thousand Year Spider’s leg.
Crack!
– Siiiiit!
The Thousand Year Spider shrieked as his leg was wrenched from its socket, plummeting toward the ground.

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