The God of Death and the God of War - Chapter 102

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Evil Hegemon Martial God

Chapter 102

It was the blood spilled by the enemies who had been defending the outer grounds.

Splash.

As he took a step, blood splattered.

Jeok-un looked back at the path he had walked.

The outer grounds had truly become a complete mess.

‘I’ve swept away all the small fry.’

The inner grounds would soon become no different from the outer grounds.

“Ugh…!”

Groaning sounds came from the direction of the inner grounds.

It was the groaning of Jin-hwang Sang-ga’s warriors.

How could it not be so?

Hundreds of corpses were scattered like weeds in a field.

“D-don’t push me!”

“Damn it… I should have run away earlier…”

The warriors of the inner grounds chattered away.

Fear had completely consumed their minds, so they were babbling randomly.

If they stayed quiet, they felt like they would faint right there.

“What are you all doing! Attack quickly!”

Someone who hadn’t lost their spirit yet shouted.

Probably someone with the title of captain or leader.

But the warriors of the inner grounds didn’t dare point their swords at Jeok-un.

Jin-hwang Sang-ga was originally an organization that started as a merchant group, not a martial arts sect.

Even if they had built a military organization out of necessity, how strong could bonds formed by necessity and profit be?

In the face of survival, the most basic interest, their fighting spirit was practically nonexistent.

“Get lost.”

Jeok-un spoke with cold eyes.

He had merely swept away those who wielded killing intent toward him.

Jeok-un doesn’t commit unnecessary murders for pleasure.

The warriors of the inner grounds who read a path to survival in that lit up their eyes.

Step…

Someone brave took the first step.

Because he wasn’t certain that Jeok-un would really spare them.

But even though he was close to the main gate of the inner grounds, Jeok-un didn’t move.

He began running frantically, showing the joy of being alive without restraint.

That was the starting point.

“I-I want to go too!”

“Let’s run away!!”

Starting with the first escapee, they began fleeing in a circle around Jeok-un.

“S-stop!”

“I’m going too!”

“Hey!”

“Get out of the way!”

Even the squad leaders who had been trying to stop them began running away without looking back.

Now that it was clear Jin-hwang Sang-ga had completely collapsed, they no longer felt any loyalty or responsibility they needed to maintain toward Jin-hwang Sang-ga.

As they passed through the main gate of the inner grounds, they instinctively knew.

That today was Jin-hwang Sang-ga’s final day.

“Well, they all run well.”

Jeok-un, who was suddenly left alone, chuckled and said.

“They all seem to have Ochu attached to them.”

There was the Mumu Phantom Formation behind them, but it would probably be fine.

Unlike the existing form, what Jeok-un had changed would block external intrusion but wouldn’t prevent escape from inside.

“Anyway, I’ve finally arrived.”

After sending out everyone from the inner grounds, Jeok-un raised his head.

The largest pavilion in Daejanwon.

It was the Gaju-dang where Oh Chu-baek was located.

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“M-Master. You must escape. The outer grounds have fallen and the inner grounds will soon be breached.”

“Shut up! What do you mean run away!”

“However, Master…!”

Daehaeng-su desperately tried to persuade Oh Chu-baek.

If Oh Chu-baek didn’t move, he would be dead too.

“Whether it’s recovery or revenge, you must survive first to do it! So please hurry…!”

“Didn’t I tell you enough! Block him unconditionally! It’s just a passing breeze!”

The outskirts and outer grounds had all been breached, so what was he talking about?

Daehaeng-su was dumbfounded.

Oh Chu-baek clearly still hadn’t grasped reality.

Or he couldn’t accept and acknowledge reality.

“No, what if that guy really barges in at this rate-“

It was the moment Daehaeng-su mentioned the crisis at hand once again.

CRASH!

Aaaaah!

“?!”

“!!”

An explosion erupted along with screams.

No one could mistake what those screams meant.

They were the screams of the Gate Guardians standing guard at the main gate of Gaju-dang.

‘H-he’s here…!’

Vibrations seemed to rise up through the ground.

They had just received a report that the outer grounds were breached, but now the inner grounds had been breached too, and he was really right in front of them.

Daehaeng-su clenched his teeth tightly.

He couldn’t delay any longer.

“Master!”

He bowed his head to the master he had served his entire life and said.

“Please stay well!”

“Y-you! Where are you going-!”

Daehaeng-su decided to abandon his master and launched his body.

But it was already too late.

CRASH!

“Gah!”

The moment he tried to open the door and leave, the door he grabbed shattered and he was swept up in the impact.

Daehaeng-su fainted and was thrown into a corner of the room.

Soon someone slowly entered through the broken door.

“Uh, uhhh!”

Oh Chu-baek, who belatedly grasped the situation, couldn’t speak properly and only pointed at his opponent with his finger.

“So you were there.”

“…!!”

A handsome man with striking white hair.

It was Baek Eun-bingma Nam-ga-il, the source of all this chaos.

Oh Chu-baek, who had been so flustered, soon came to his senses.

Then he shouted with a heart-wrenching feeling as if coughing up blood.

“You bastard! Why are you doing this to me?!”

He spoke filled with indignation.

Oh Chu-baek genuinely wanted to hear the answer.

Why that man, who had no connection to him whatsoever, was doing this to him.

But Baek-eun Byeong-ma spoke with an ice-cold expression.

“Hand over the treasure.”

“I don’t have it! I don’t have such a thing! I don’t have it, so how can I hand it over?!”

“I said hand it over.”

“Do you know how much money I’ve lost from your rampage? What about the damages I’ve suffered! Why are you doing this to me when I’m completely innocent?! Why?!”

The moment Oh Chu-baek shouted with a heart ready to cough up blood.

Kwaaaaang!!

Tremendous force poured out beside him.

“Hi, hiik!”

It wasn’t a direct hit.

But just from the force passing by, Oh Chu-baek seemed to understand what the phrase ‘chilled to the bone’ truly meant.

Clatter-!

Forcibly biting down on his chattering teeth and looking to the side, he saw a wall frozen pure white.

Thud.

‘Damn it…’

Oh Chu-baek seemed to lose his strength and collapsed with a thud.

“If you don’t hand over this one’s treasure, there is only death.”

“I don’t have it! I said I don’t have it! Uwaaah!”

Oh Chu-baek screamed while tearing at what little hair he had left.

It was a sight completely devoid of dignity.

With tears, snot, and foam at his mouth, he pleaded that he had no treasure and that this was unfair.

“There’s no treasure! Even if you beat me to death, there isn’t any! So what exactly do you want me to hand over?! Huuung!”

Finally, Oh Chu-baek burst into loud wailing.

He felt so wronged he could go mad, and his anger was about to explode and kill him.

But Baek-eun Byeong-ma, no, Jeok-un escalated the pressure even further.

“I see, so I need to beat you to death for you to hand it over.”

“Wh-what kind of crazy talk, huk!”

Step. When Jeok-un took one step closer, Oh Chu-baek felt danger and backed away.

He realized it instinctively.

The man before him could really beat him to death.

“Hi, hiik! Don’t come! Don’t come closer!”

The more Oh Chu-baek crawled backward, the closer Jeok-un stepped forward.

“Do-do you know who I am! I’m Oh Chu-baek! I’m Oh Chu-baek who has all the wealth in the world and power that can make flying birds fall!”

“Right, then you can beg your wealth and power to save you.”

“Wa-wait! Sir! Just wait a moment! Le-let’s resolve this with words…! Uwaaak!”

He begged desperately to survive.

Because otherwise he would really die.

But then.

Swoooosh!

“…!”

The moment Oh Chu-baek was pathetically begging for his life.

A sword wind flew and grazed past Jeok-un.

At the same time, a huge scar was left on the floor as if a Divine General had struck it with an axe.

“This worked out well.”

When Jeok-un looked toward where the sword wind came from, he saw his target.

“I couldn’t find you no matter how much I searched, but now you’ve come to me.”

“My-my lord!”

Oh Chu-baek, who had been crawling on the ground, rushed over frantically like a fawning dog.

Because his master was there.

‘Finally, you’ve come.’

Jeok-un twisted up one corner of his mouth.

His long-awaited target.

Ho Baek-seon, one of Magyo’s Ssanghyung, had appeared before his eyes.

Seeing Ho Baek-seon, Oh Chu-baek shouted triumphantly.

“Hahaha! You’re finished now! You worthless vermin! Do you know who this person is?! Kuk!”

But his boasting was brief.

Oh Chu-baek was struck on the back of his head and rolled on the floor like a bug.

“Shut up. Don’t make noise.”

“So-sorry.”

Ho Baek-seon, who had struck Oh Chu-baek’s head to establish discipline, soon looked Jeok-un up and down with sharp eyes.

“Hooo…”

Soon, Ho Baek-seon made an expression of admiration as if convinced of something.

“People were making a fuss about Hyeon-gyeong, so I wondered what nonsense it was. But it’s true?”

Ho Baek-seon’s mouth twisted up crookedly, and greed settled in his eyes.

Having confirmed with his own eyes that it was martial arts great enough to reach Hyeon-gyeong, greed naturally arose.

“Mastering the Yin Cold Energy Art is much more difficult than other martial arts. Impressive, right?”

Martial arts that use refined natural energies like ice arts and poison arts are much harder to master.

Because energy is inevitably lost during the refining process.

Yet to have surpassed Hyeon-gyeong.

“Hehe, then it must also be true that you inherited Bing Bai Wu Di’s legacy.”

It meant the martial arts the opponent had learned were divine techniques close to supreme arts.

Madness flickered in Ho Baek-seon’s eyes.

What Marin coveted most was, above all, strong power.

“You also have a long tongue. If you don’t step aside, you’ll die too.”

“Tell me the location of the treasure. Ah, and you’ll have to hand over the martial arts you’ve learned too.”

Ho Baek-seon grinned mockingly, then spread his arms left and right as if he had become a benevolent emperor.

“Then I’ll count the price for your crimes as just one arm, and give you a good proposal.”

“My-my lord!”

Oh Chu-baek screamed in shock.

Because it seemed like Ho Baek-seon was abandoning him and choosing the opponent.

However.

Swish!

Kwagaga!

Jeok-un’s answer was faster.

The force he unleashed while extending one hand toward Ho Baek-seon’s face was itself the answer.

Though it was a sudden surprise attack, Ho Baek-seon showed no sign of surprise.

“Well, then I’ll just have to kill and take it.”

Rather, as if enjoying it, he lightly deflected the incoming force and charged forward.

Swoooosh!

Wooong!

Needless to say, tremendous energy waves burst from Ho Baek-seon’s entire body.

The released energy was enough to crush insignificant creatures like ants without a care.

For a moment, Jeok-un’s eyes shook like a small boat caught in a storm.

But it wasn’t because he was in mortal danger.

‘What?!’

Unlike his memories from before his regression, he could sense an aura from his opponent that had reached the mastery of Hyeon-gyeong.

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