The Evil Martial God Chronicles - Chapter 35

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Legend of the Evil Martial God

Chapter 35

 

 

 

Ganghui Trading Company outskirts.

In the darkness, assassins had gathered and were watching the Ganghui Trading Company.

 

– It’s not even a Murim noble family, just eliminating one trading company and they’re mobilizing all of us Mumyeongjeon special-grade assassins.

– When did they say the operation would begin?

– They said they’d give a signal once they capture the Trading Company Leader.

– What are those advance team bastards dawdling around for? They should move quickly.

– It’s still early evening, so they might be looking for an opportunity.

 

Assassins who had become one with the darkness, not even making a sound of breathing.

 

– This won’t do. I need to go in myself.

– Why?

– This shouldn’t take this long. Something must have happened.

– Hmm.

– I’ll go in first, take care of the Trading Company Leader, and send a signal right away.

– I’ll go too.

– Good. The rest of you wait for the signal.

 

 

 

Something was rippling in the darkness, moving slowly.

They were assassins dressed in perfectly black clothing.

Yu Munchang came into their view.

 

– That guy over there is the Ganghui Trading Company Leader.

– He’s alone. Now’s our chance.

 

The moment they nodded and were about to attack Yu Munchang.

 

Thud-.

 

Yu Munchang suddenly collapsed.

 

– What?

– Did other guys attack him?

 

At this sudden situation, the two assassins were flustered.

 

– I can hear breathing. He’s asleep.

– What? Suddenly?

 

Just as they were trying to figure out what this situation was.

 

“Your skills are quite impressive?”

 

Startled by the suddenly heard voice, they scattered to both sides, and in their sight was a middle-aged man with his arms crossed, curling up one corner of his mouth.

 

“Who are you guys?”

 

The middle-aged man speaking calmly was the Blood Mist Death God, Chu Sohwan.

 

– He’s the same type as us.

– That bastard was protecting the Trading Company Leader.

– What did I tell you? I said something was strange.

– He seems like no pushover?

 

“What are you two whispering about? You didn’t come here to chat. I have orders to keep you alive rather than kill you for now.”

 

Clang-.

 

As the two assassins were exchanging glances with each other, Chu Sohwan drew his dagger and spoke.

The eyes of the two assassins widened greatly upon seeing that dagger.

 

“Blood Heaven!”

“B-Blood Mist Death God?”

 

For the first time, an assassin’s voice burst out.

 

“Why on earth is the Blood Mist Death God in this place?”

 

Now the mystery was solved.

If the Blood Mist Death God was protecting the Trading Company Leader, failure was natural.

To face the Blood Mist Death God, a Hall Master would have to come directly.

 

– What do we do? He’s not an existence we can handle.

– What do you mean what do we do? We have to run!

– First, throw all the smoke bombs we have.

 

The two assassins decided to escape this place and threw all the smoke bombs they had on the ground.

 

Puff puff pong-.

 

Thick smoke completely blocked their vision, and the two assassins used all their strength to escape that place.

 

– What do we do?

– We have to retreat for now. Attacking a place guarded by the Blood Mist Death God with just us is suicide. We need to go report to the Hall Master and regroup our forces before coming back.

 

The two assassins who quickly went outside hurried to where their colleagues were.

 

“We need to get out of here quickly!”

 

But their colleagues’ gazes were somehow strange.

 

“What? Why are you looking at me like that?”

“Who did this to you?”

“Did this to us?”

“Your legs…”

“Legs?”

 

When they looked down, the legs that should have been below their knees were nowhere to be seen.

As they recognized the situation, excruciating pain finally came rushing in.

 

“Kheuk!”

“Wh, when did this happen?”

 

The fact that they had run here frantically without even knowing their legs had been cut off meant their opponent was no ordinary foe.

The assassins wore tense expressions.

 

“R, run away. The opponent is… the Blood Mist Death G…”

 

Pueok-.

Chwaaaaak-.

 

The suffering assassin’s head exploded, spraying brain matter and blood onto the face of the assassin in front.

In his widely opened pupils from shock, he saw his falling colleague and a black shadow.

Blood Mist Death God?

Now they finally identified their opponent.

All the assassins present were thrown into panic at once.

Why would the Blood Mist Death God suddenly appear here?

Two more people appeared behind the Blood Mist Death God.

 

“Did our Lord send you?”

“Yes.”

“Yes.”

 

It was Taecheon and Milyeong.

 

“I alone would be sufficient here.”

“He told us to finish this as quickly as possible.”

“Is that so? Then let’s move quickly.”

 

As the Blood Mist Death God launched himself toward the assassins, Taecheon and Milyeong also moved.

 

 

 

– Why is it so quiet?

– This feels ominous.

– Still no word.

 

The assassins waiting in the south were also sensing something strange.

 

Ttaak! Thud-.

Ttaak! Thud-.

 

– What’s that sound?

– It sounds like finger flicks.

– At this time of night?

– The sound is getting closer?

 

Suddenly, the assassins who felt an ominous presence rose from their positions and turned their heads toward the locations where their other colleagues were hiding.

They sent signals with a flute that only their colleagues could hear.

But there was no response.

 

– We’ve been had!

– Quickly evade….

 

The assassins tried to get up and move.

Someone appeared.

So fast they didn’t even know when he had appeared.

A young man grinning as he looked at the assassins there.

It was Jeok Wigang.

 

“You’re the last ones.”

 

As soon as Jeok Wigang finished speaking, the assassins launched their hidden weapons.

 

Pipipiping-.

 

Dozens of hidden weapons struck Jeok Wigang’s body.

Seeing this, the assassins felt relieved.

He wasn’t as impressive as they thought.

Now the opponent would collapse and fall to the ground, and they could quickly escape this place in the meantime.

They tried to think that way, but their opponent wasn’t falling.

What?

Puzzled, they looked again to see him calmly brushing off the hidden weapons embedded in his clothes with a composed expression.

 

Hududuk- Jjalgeuraeng-.

 

The sound of hidden weapons falling to the ground struck the assassins with terror.

 

“Th, that’s impossible…”

 

Those hidden weapons weren’t ordinary hidden weapons.

They were coated with deadly poison, potent enough to cause poisoning just by touching the skin and make anyone who was hit collapse immediately.

But even though he was touching and brushing off such weapons with his hands, nothing happened to him.

 

“Vajra Indestructible Body?”

 

Such an absurd body really existed?

Wasn’t that a body that only appeared in fiction?

 

“Three of you should be just right.”

 

Three people?

But there are six of us?

The moment he thought that.

 

Thud thud thud-.

 

He saw his colleagues whose upper bodies had been blown away, instantly becoming corpses.

He couldn’t even see the opponent attack.

To think there was a master so skilled that even special-grade assassins like themselves couldn’t tell how they died.

So this was why.

This was why they offered such a huge commission and requested a bunch of special-grade assassins.

 

“Who the hell are you bastards?”

 

He couldn’t speak.

Just as he was about to bite down on the poison pill in his mouth.

 

Thud thud thud-.

 

The three assassins flew away from the intense impact and fainted.

On the ground lay a handful of the assassins’ teeth, and among them were black granules.

Jeok Wigang picked them up and said.

 

“I told you not to die yet.”

 

After subduing them like that, Taecheon, Chu Sohwan, and Milyeong appeared.

 

“Did you clean up well?”

“Yes.”

“Do you think you know who they are?”

“They seem to be from Mumyeongjeon.”

“Mumyeongjeon?”

“It’s one of the Three Major Assassination Groups of the Central Plains.”

 

Chu Sohwan looked at the unconscious assassins and said.

 

“Now that we know their identity, shall we finish them off?”

“Do you know where Mumyeongjeon is located?”

“I don’t know the location.”

“Then we need to keep them alive.”

“Will these bastards return to Mumyeongjeon?”

 

Jeok Wigang said to Chu Sohwan.

 

“Wound them moderately, avoiding vital points. Damage their clothes too.”

“Pardon?”

“So they’ll mistakenly think we’re dead and abandoned them. Then these bastards will happily run back to Mumyeongjeon.”

“Ah.”

“Since I fed them the Ten Thousand Li Tracking Scent, we can know wherever they go.”

 

He didn’t need to use the tracking scent anymore, but it would be wasteful to leave the remainder unused.

 

“Aren’t you overusing the tracking scent? If the entire Central Plains ends up smelling of tracking scent, how will you find anyone later?”

“That’s why I’m going to erase the scent once its usefulness is over.”

“You can eliminate the scent too?”

“Of course.”

 

He originally didn’t know, but Jin Muryang had taught him the method.

The method was so simple that it was almost anticlimactic.

Jeok Wigang held out antidote pills to Chu Sohwan and Milyeong.

 

“Take these.”

“What are these?”

“Antidote pills that eliminate the scent of the tracking incense.”

 

The two were moved to tears.

 

“I should have given them to you earlier, but I forgot.”

“Th-thank you, Lord.”

 

This meant these two were now completely Jeok Wigang’s people.

 

 

 

“Ugh.”

 

The assassins regained consciousness.

 

“Argh!”

 

After regaining consciousness, they felt excruciating pain.

When they examined the areas where they felt pain, there were sword wounds.

 

“Looks like they did a confirmation kill.”

“We were lucky. Fortunately they missed the vital points.”

“All the teeth on one side are gone.”

“The poison pills are gone too.”

“If they wanted to prevent us from taking poison and committing suicide, why did they kill us in the first place?”

“Maybe they took other guys instead of us?”

“We weren’t the only ones who came to this place.”

“That makes sense.”

 

Looking around, it seemed like they were deep in the mountains with no sign of people.

 

“They must have thought we were dead and abandoned us here.”

“When we fainted, the Turtle Breathing Technique naturally activated, so they mistook us for dead.”

“We were lucky.”

“Let’s go back for now. We need to report what happened here.”

“We also need to make a claim to the Guyang Family.”

“Argh! Damn it.”

 

Though it missed his vital points, that didn’t mean there was no pain.

Blood was seeping from the wound area.

He hastily sprinkled hemostatic agent to stop the bleeding and tore his clothes to wrap the wound.

 

“I will definitely… repay this humiliation.”

“No matter what happens, I will erase Ganghui Trading Company from this world.”

“The Blood Mist Death God too.”

“Let’s go.”

 

The three assassins remained vigilant of their surroundings even as they moved.

After traveling like this for a while, they confirmed no one was pursuing them and increased their speed before disappearing.

 

 

 

In a certain mountain, there was a sect called Baekmu Gate.

On the surface, it was an ordinary sect with ordinary disciples.

Its reputation wasn’t particularly high, just known locally in the neighborhood.

This ordinary sect was actually Nameless Hall, one of the Three Great Assassination Organizations of the Central Plains.

It was so ordinary that no one paid it any attention.

However, within the gorge behind this sect, another world unfolded.

Baekmu Gate was merely a deception; the real thing was inside the gorge.

 

“What? They were all defeated?”

“Yes!”

“By whom?”

“We don’t know their identity.”

“What martial arts did they use?”

“That is… finger flicks…”

“Huh? What did you say?”

“They subdued us with finger flicks.”

 

The Hall Master looked at the special-grade assassins with an expression of disbelief.

 

“Are you trying to joke around with me right now?”

“It’s true.”

“Did you guys also get hit by those finger flicks? Huh? Then what’s that sword wound on your chest?”

“This seems to have been stabbed in while we were unconscious. And we don’t remember what hit us.”

“Looking at your faces, it doesn’t seem like it was finger flicks at least?”

 

The assassins bowed their heads.

They knew well what condition their faces were in.

One side was swollen and had turned black and blue.

Apparently, they got hit in the head and something went wrong with their minds.

The Hall Master shook his head and asked.

 

“Are you all who returned alive?”

“That’s correct.”

 

Thirty special-grade assassins had been defeated.

That was enough damage to shake Nameless Hall.

It had felt off from the beginning.

It was suspicious that they would pay such a large commission fee just to deal with one trading company.

He had his doubts, but he trusted them because the client was the Guyang Family.

Moreover, they said they were defeated by someone whose identity they couldn’t even determine.

They already knew.

That’s why they had thoroughly prepared and waited for them.

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