The God of Death and the God of War - Chapter 19
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Evil Hegemon Martial God
Chapter 19
Before his regression, Jeok-un had joined Sadocheon exactly five years from now, when he was twenty-four years old.
It was when he had rolled through countless battlefields as a wandering warrior, earned the nickname One-Eyed Sword Demon, and gained subordinates who followed him like their very lives depended on it.
As the war intensified, Sadocheon’s leadership highly valued Jeok-un and recruited his entire group.
They made exceptional personnel decisions, such as immediately promoting Jeok-un, who was merely a legion commander of the Nang-in Legion, to vice-commander.
It was natural that his subordinates were assigned under Jeok-un.
Up to this point, everything was fine.
But the problem was that the commander of the Ten Heavenly Commanders unit where Jeok-un was assigned, that is, his direct superior, was.
[Are you the cripple who got kicked out of the Jegal family?]
This very vermin, Noh Hwang-gu.
Noh Hwang-gu was then, as now, merely at the mature first-rate level.
While the mature first-rate level wasn’t a low realm, considering that Heukpaesong had provided full support, it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say he had absolutely no investment value.
That’s probably why he was wasting his time acting as a general manager at Paejeon-bang.
If his older brother Noh Hwang-mun hadn’t risen to the position of unit leader at the time and wielded influence, Noh Hwang-gu would never have even dreamed of a commander position.
Yes, even up to this point, it was tolerable.
It wasn’t like Jeok-un had only seen the world’s corruption for a day or two.
But the problem occurred after that.
At that time, the war between Sadocheon and Heukpaesong, known as the Black Evil Rebellion, was in full swing.
In such a situation, Noh Hwang-gu, true to his incompetent nature, drove Jeok-un and his subordinates into countless life-threatening crises.
As they say, an incompetent ally is more dangerous than the enemy—he lost more subordinates in the six months under that bastard than in five years of carnage.
‘I realized too late that Noh Hwang-mun, the root of all evil, was driving us into death traps through Heukpaesong.’
Even in Sapa, where all kinds of human scum gathered, the Noh brothers were irredeemable vermin.
They colluded with Heukpaesong, selling Sadocheon’s classified information and comrades.
For years, they committed the crime of drug trafficking, which was strictly forbidden by Sadocheon, to accumulate wealth.
Starting right here at Paejeon-bang.
They gradually distributed the drug-laced alcohol that Jeok-un had consumed, starting from the gambling hall, and within a few years turned all of Changsha into a drug den.
To summarize, the trash before his eyes was.
A cancerous existence that needed to be immediately removed from Sadocheon.
“Die!!”
Wooooong—!!
At that moment, Noh Hwang-gu exploded his energy with all his might.
With a resonating sound of “woong,” murderous energy heavily settled over the area.
Noh Hwang-gu’s internal energy was quite substantial for someone at the mature first-rate level.
This was because he had received quite good support with spiritual medicines, thanks to his brother who cherished him terribly.
‘So what? A guy with trash-like talent who’s lazy in training has pathetic combat skills.’
In reality, he was no different from an empty shell.
Swoosh!
‘Huh?!’
Jeok-un evaded the guy’s attack with incredibly light movements.
Then he extended his right hand with storm-like body movements.
It should clearly be an arm made of flesh, bone, muscle, joints, and ligaments.
Yet its movement was like a living snake, and its strength reminded one of a whip.
‘What?!’
Noh Hwang-gu couldn’t help but be flustered.
Even though he had drawn up all the energy from his dantian, it was hard to follow with his eyes.
But this was merely ordinary Small Heaven Achievement.
He hadn’t even unleashed the Heaven-Defying Divine Art and Tamrang.
‘They’re too good for dealing with such trash.’
Jeok-un watched the flustered Noh Hwang-gu and instantly penetrated his weak points, stepping through his defenses.
Having entered Noh Hwang-gu’s blind spot in just one move and one step, Jeok-un.
“Kuk…!”
Instantly seized Noh Hwang-gu’s lifeline.
Noh Hwang-gu, whose throat was firmly grasped, let out a groan.
Whoosh—!
Immediately, Jeok-un grabbed his throat, lifted him high, and slammed him down onto the table.
Kwaang—!!
The table shattered into pieces like an exploding bomb, and money scattered in all directions like rain.
In the midst of it all, Noh Hwang-gu writhed on the floor before soon going limp.
He had completely lost consciousness.
“…”
“Uh, uhh?”
Noh Hwang-gu was defeated?
Even though he was a martial artist who had reached the mature first-rate level…?
Perhaps because they never imagined Noh Hwang-gu would be defeated so futilely, a brief silence heavily descended.
The stillness brought by the gap between common sense and reality didn’t last long.
No, it couldn’t last long.
“What are you all doing! Hurry and save the branch manager!!”
At Dogwi’s shout, enemies suddenly poured out from all directions.
“There were quite a lot of rats hiding.”
While Jeok-un merely displayed a leisurely sneer, the subordinates who rushed out turned pale upon seeing Noh Hwang-gu’s condition.
What if Noh Hwang-gu actually died like this?
Just imagining it sent chills down their spines.
Noh Hwang-gu’s older brother, Noh Hwang-mun, cherished his younger brother terribly.
He would certainly use all the power of a Ten Heavenly Commander to not only kill the bastard who touched his brother, but also brutally kill not just that guy but themselves as well, holding them responsible for failing to properly assist his brother.
So there was only one way for them to survive.
They had no choice but to present that bastard’s corpse.
“Attack all at once!”
Following Dogwi’s instruction, the subordinates simultaneously rushed in.
“Uaaaah!!”
“Die!!”
Among them were martial artists stronger than Noh Hwang-gu, whom they served as master.
Kwaang!
“Kuk…!”
But for Jeok-un, it was easier than twisting a child’s wrist.
The subordinate who attacked first collapsed from a single light straight punch.
He didn’t mix in any mystical techniques.
That would be wasteful against such trash.
He simply struck simply and quickly.
Swoosh!
The next targets were two guys aiming for his flanks.
Jeok-un slightly twisted his body while extending both arms.
“Oh—!”
He grabbed both guys by the collar and pulled them toward him.
As energy swirled like a vortex from Jeok-un’s arms.
Bang!
The two guys, who had become like human gongs colliding in mid-air, lost consciousness and tumbled down.
“?!”
A look of panic appeared on the enemy’s face at the unbelievable elasticity of his body. The guy swung his sword in terror, but.
Whoosh!
Crack!
With that, Jeok-un stepped with true footwork and naturally rotated his direction, coolly twisting the bastard’s jaw as well.
Since he used his elbow instead of his fist, the bastard’s jawbone was completely shattered and he fainted.
Dogwi screamed from behind.
“H-hit his blind spots! You idiots!”
Does it look like they weren’t aiming for blind spots now?
Jeok-un chuckled inwardly, but didn’t bother to respond.
Since these scumbags were kindly coming at him all at once, he was grateful.
“Now I’ll go!”
Jeok-un’s eyes gleamed like a beast as he charged forward.
Autumn Wind Falling Leaves.
Just like fallen leaves scattered chaotically by autumn wind, the enemies died one by one.
And finally.
“Gack…!”
Thud.
Even the last subordinate collapsed on the cold floor and died.
More than a dozen warriors lay scattered in all directions, each in different horrific states.
“Hi, hiik!”
Only Dogwi remained.
Looking at Jeok-un, the bastard was dripping urine down his pants.
Watching that pathetic sight with disdain, Jeok-un muttered quietly to himself.
“Well, I suppose I need at least one person to serve as a messenger.”
At that moment, Noh Hwang-gu, who had been unconscious, awakened with a groan.
“Ugh, uhhh… Wh-what is this…?”
Noh Hwang-gu instinctively tried to assess the situation by looking around.
“Hi! Hiik!!”
Soon he saw his subordinates collapsed with either limbs or heads smashed, and Jeok-un standing calmly in contrast.
Step by step.
Jeok-un slowly approached.
“Uh, uaah! Don’t come! Don’t come!!”
The closer he got, the more Noh Hwang-gu backed away while struggling desperately.
“I-if you touch me, my big brother won’t let you go!! Heukpaesong will kill you too!!”
From Noh Hwang-gu’s perspective, this was his trump card, but to Jeok-un, it was a worthless move.
“Don’t worry.”
“What?”
“I’ll send that bastard and Heukpaesong to follow you soon.”
“…!!”
Swoosh!!
A fierce aura surged from Jeok-un’s fist as he finished speaking.
The fist stained red with his subordinates’ blood was utterly murderous.
Noh Hwang-gu showed an expression of disbelief while feeling a chilling terror.
‘Th-this bastard… is real…!’
As a member of Sapa, Noh Hwang-gu had seen various types of people.
Most of them were trash full of nothing but bluster, but Noh Hwang-gu instinctively felt it.
This one was different from those bastards.
The Jeok-un before his eyes wasn’t putting on airs but was truly a ‘madman.’
Whether it was his older brother.
Or Heukpaesong.
He had no thought of future consequences in his head.
The bastard truly intended to kill him mercilessly.
If he stayed like this, he would really die.
“Uh, uaah!!”
In the primal fear that death brings, Noh Hwang-gu charged at Jeok-un and reflexively swung his sickle.
Grab-!
But Jeok-un didn’t even dodge and simply grabbed the sickle.
Clang!
Then he shattered it completely.
“…!”
His beloved weapon made of refined steel broke like some rotten scarecrow.
What the hell?
At this unbelievable sight, Noh Hwang-gu unconsciously opened his mouth.
Crack-!
“Guk!”
Jeok-un’s straight punch landed right in that gaping mouth.
Crash!
Noh Hwang-gu flew and crashed into a corner of the gambling hall like a frog killed by a stone.
And Jeok-un approached with heavy steps.
‘N-no.’
Was it because of the sense of crisis that he would die if he stayed collapsed like this?
Despite taking Jeok-un’s straight punch directly, Noh Hwang-gu didn’t faint.
It seemed like he would really be killed if he didn’t truly beg for his life.
So he tried to open his mouth to somehow plead for his life.
“Uh, ugeoeo…!”
But he couldn’t say any words.
Patter-!
Every time he tried to speak, teeth fell like rice during harvest season.
It was impossible because all his teeth had been shattered by Jeok-un’s strike.
Only two or three remained in his gums, and even those weren’t in good condition.
‘Ah, it hurts…!’
It hurts.
It hurts so much.
The terrible pain he was feeling for the first time in his life.
The fear of death gradually gripping his heart.
Noh Hwang-gu was overwhelmed by panic and shed tears profusely.
Yet he didn’t forget that his survival depended on Jeok-un.
“Pl-please…! Sp-spare…!”
He crawled on the floor in a miserable state and pleaded with Jeok-un, but Jeok-un’s eyes were cold.
[F-fortunately…]
[Cough! Big brother is safe…]
Memories from before his regression flashed through his mind.
It was the sight of subordinates who died in his arms because of the Noh brothers.
When that memory surfaced, any trace of guilt about his intended action disappeared.
This bastard had already started spreading drugs through Paejeon-bang.
If he hadn’t been there, the bastard would surely have created the same future.
He decided to proceed with his principle without exception.
‘Irredeemable trash should not be left alive.’
Swoosh!
Thud!
“Gueuu!!”
With the sound of air being torn, Jeok-un’s fist pierced into the bastard’s heart.
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