The God of Death and the God of War - Chapter 24

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Evil Hegemon Martial God

Chapter 24

Jeok-un’s voice carried his inner energy, and thanks to that, every single spectator heard his voice without exception.

…He would bestow grace upon Sadocheon?

Everyone was stunned for a moment by the absurd content and bewildering situation.

“Grace?? What nameless bastard crawled in here spouting nonsense!!”

“How dare you touch one of the Ten Heavenly Commanders?! I’ll cut off your head right now!!”

“A mere vermin who hasn’t even reached the pinnacle level!!”

All sorts of insults and curses flew, accompanied by chilling threats.

The spectators looked ready to leap over the stands at any moment.

From their perspective, it was only natural.

Some unknown green brat was suddenly running wild in the heart of Sapa.

Moreover, present at this very place was Dokgo Cheon, Saja Dohuang, who was Sadocheon’s pride and object of almost blind faith.

But as the chaos grew increasingly uncontrollable, several people tilted their heads while looking at Jeok-un.

“…But doesn’t that bastard look familiar somehow?”

“Where would you have seen such a crazy bastard!”

“No, I definitely saw him somewhere else…! Gasp! Wait a minute!”

Then, someone pulled out a wanted poster from their chest and compared it with Jeok-un.

His eyes widened as if they might burst as he screamed desperately.

“Jegal Jeokun! That bastard is the Jegal family’s prodigal son!!”

“!?”

“Jegal Paeryong!!”

Jegal Paeryong was the nickname that had been attached to Jeok-un in Gangho during this time.

At first glance, it seemed like an elevating nickname, but it was closer to a derogatory term that Sapa people used to openly mock him.

The ‘pae’ in Jegal Paeryong was not the ‘pae’ meaning supreme but the ‘pae’ meaning unfilial .

It was a nickname given in reference to the Nine Dragons and Four Phoenixes bestowed upon Jeongpa’s greatest rising talents, calling him a rising star of wickedness.

“How dare a bastard use a Jeongpa title!”

“Kill that damn Jegal bloodline!!”

“Fine! I’ll kill you right now!!”

In an instant, the atmosphere became even more murderously heated.

Everyone revealed their sharp hostility.

This was natural, as there were more than a few people in this land of Changsha who had bad blood with the Jegal Clan.

Amid the chaotic situation, only Dokgo Cheon gazed intently at Jeok-un.

‘…Jegal bloodline, is it. But that power follows a completely different path from theirs.’

The chatter of the crowd couldn’t stir any anger in him whatsoever.

That was because the unknown energy that Jeok-un was currently emanating only stirred his fundamental interest as a martial artist.

Then, Jeok-un, paying no attention to the surrounding reactions directed at him, said:

“What a pleasant sight.”

“…?”

“Not even knowing your own house’s storehouse is on fire, comfortably enjoying a feast.”

“!!”

“Is this the magnanimous spirit of Sapa people I’ve only heard about?”

He provoked them on a wide scale.

“You bastaaaard!”

Rumble!

A thunder-like roar shook the surroundings.

Execution Squad Leader Hu Seong was trembling all over with his eyes rolled back in fury.

“I’ll tear out that tongue of yours right now!”

“Tsk, my ears are going to fall off.”

But even at that lion’s roar-like shout, Jeok-un only furrowed his brow as if annoyed.

Then he soon turned his head to meet Dokgo Cheon’s gaze and said:

“Could the small fry step aside so I can have a conversation with the master?”

“How dare-!!”

He absolutely couldn’t stand it.

At Jeok-un’s behavior of showing disrespect even to Dokgo Cheon, Hu Seong’s eyes rolled back as he drew his sword and was about to charge forward.

Swoosh.

Suddenly, an arm appeared and restrained Hu Seong.

If the owner had been any ordinary person, he would have instead gotten angry and told them not to stop him.

“…Lord Cheon?”

Surprisingly, the one who restrained Hu Seong was none other than Dokgo Cheon.

Swish!

Then Dokgo Cheon’s form disappeared.

No, to be precise, he floated up as if disappearing.

Like a lesser dragon soaring to become a true dragon, he flew vertically into the sky.

From the stage to the training ground was easily over a hundred zhang in distance.

Thud.

He made all that distance into nothing.

A realm of advanced movement techniques symbolizing the transcendent level, incomparable to anything except walking on air.

had manifested.

“…!!”

“Ahh!”

Even those who knew nothing about martial arts witnessed that divine feat and burst into exclamations.

Jeok-un also showed interest in his eyes.

Dokgo Cheon spoke slowly.

“Do you wish to carry out some old revenge for your family?”

“What nonsense are you spouting? That would rather be something to praise. Please work harder in the future and give them a refreshing annihilation.”

“…”

It’s not about the Jegal family’s grudge?

Even more questions arose in Dokgo Cheon’s mind.

“Speak. Then what is your purpose?”

“I told you. I personally came to bestow grace as vast as the sea upon Sadocheon.”

“Enough with the word games-.”

Whoosh!

Crash-!!

At Jeok-un’s words, Dokgo Cheon exploded his energy.

Vast energy crashed down on Jeok-un like a tsunami.

It was energy like a raging torrent that would overwhelm ordinary people and leave them gasping for breath.

Smirk.

“Please stop this crude probing without any sincerity.”

“…!”

Jeok-un easily withstood the energy waves pressing down on his body and spoke as if annoyed.

‘As expected, this one is different.’

Seeing this, Dokgo Cheon realized his speculation had hit the mark.

The energy he had just released was not at a level that any ordinary pinnacle-level martial artist could withstand.

Because he had mixed in, albeit faintly, ‘intent’ that could only be manifested upon reaching the transcendent realm.

Intent, which could be simply expressed as the power of will, was the only source of power that allowed a martial artist who had reached the transcendent realm to surpass the limits of martial arts.

Mixing intent into a single grain of inner energy could unleash destructive power.

But for an opponent who should have normally coughed up blood by the bowlful and collapsed to be standing there so calmly meant:

‘Either the opponent is hiding a divine object, or has some transcendent martial art.’

…Or he has some innate gift.

Dokgo Cheon observed Jeok-un with eyes that hadn’t lost their interest.

Whooom!

The energy from Jeok-un that resisted his power was something even he couldn’t identify.

Neither righteous nor evil, not even demonic.

Yes, that energy was like pure chaos itself.

Shing-

Dokgo Cheon drew his Sahuado (Lion Empress Blade).

It was the divine blade Sahuado that had established the name Saja Dohuang alongside him.

Lifting his trusted companion and beloved weapon, he spoke to Jeok-un.

“Speak. Tell me why you truly came here. I’ll at least listen to your final words.”

Swish!

Killing intent sharp as a blade pierced his skin with a stinging sensation.

This was the level of killing intent emanated by Dokgo Cheon, a master of the Transcendent realm and the Saja Dohuang.

A level where merely releasing killing intent could have meaningful effects on the physical world.

Thud! Crash!

Most of the spectators couldn’t withstand the emanating energy and collapsed unconscious.

Even the Sadocheon warriors watching were barely enduring while groaning, when.

Jeok-un spoke in a nonchalant voice, clearly and distinctly.

“Well, as you know, I’ve made about half the martial world my enemy.”

“…”

“But there’s an old saying in Gangho that the enemy of my enemy is my friend.”

Thwack!

Jeok-un kicked Noh Hwang-mun, whom he had been trampling, sending him flying to Dokgo Cheon’s feet.

Then he uttered words no one had expected.

“So as a gift to my new friend, I’ve brought a Heukpaesong spy who was operating secretly in Sadocheon.”

“…What?”

“!?”

Silence.

At Jeok-un’s words, all conversation momentarily ceased.

The murmuring died down and quiet settled in.

…A Heukpaesong spy?

What did they just hear?

Not only Dokgo Cheon, but everyone conscious in the audience couldn’t hide their bewilderment.

“You bastard…”

“Noh Hwang-mun, Noh Hwang-gu. No, Heukpaesong’s Midnight agents 14 and 15.”

“…!!”

“Mission: Rise to executive positions and distribute drugs extensively within Sadocheon’s territory.”

“!!”

Before Dokgo Cheon could ask what he meant, Jeok-un poured out information.

Drug distribution.

It was what Dokgo Cheon despised most, and simultaneously a crime strictly forbidden in Sadocheon.

“After obtaining the position of Daeju, he was distributing drugs mixed into alcohol through Paejeon-bang. Ah, I should also tell you the location of the farm where the drugs are produced.”

As all sorts of classified information began pouring from Jeok-un’s mouth, Noh Hwang-mun, sprawled on the floor, turned deathly pale.

‘How, how does this bastard know?!’

The moment he saw Dokgo Cheon, he thought he was saved.

But the information coming from Jeok-un’s mouth was too detailed and precise.

It was as if he had seen through all of Heukpaesong’s classified information.

-I’m going to let you live? For now, that is.

He now realized what Jeok-un had meant when he said those words while shattering his dantian.

Jeok-un had brought him here to receive the ‘price of his life’ from Dokgo Cheon.

Thus, attention focused on Jeok-un with a completely different meaning than before.

As shock appeared on everyone’s faces, Jeok-un shrugged and said.

“You don’t need to worry about the truthfulness of the information. The source is Singija’s office.”

“…!”

Singija, Jegal Mun.

Everyone’s minds conjured up Jegal Mun, the chief strategist of the Martial Arts Alliance.

He must have discovered the Alliance’s classified matters in Singija’s space.

They immediately understood how Jeok-un knew information that only a Heukpaesong insider could know.

“Well, if you still can’t believe it, there’s another way.”

Jeok-un said with a chilling smile.

“There should be a poison insect that’s been growing robustly in that bastard’s belly for over ten years. Wouldn’t it be clearly revealed if you check directly?”

“!!”

A poison insect.

It wasn’t a parasitic creature that any ordinary person would be raising in their belly.

“Guh, guhhhh! N-no!”

Noh Hwang-mun’s body, which had been crawling to escape outside the training ground, floated up into the air.

Dokgo Cheon was slowly extending his hand toward him.

He had lifted Noh Hwang-mun using telekinesis.

“Gack! N-no! Ch-Cheon-ju!”

“Geumwol Daeju. If it’s not the truth, you have nothing to fear at all.”

“N-no! Don’t!!”

Something moved inside Noh Hwang-mun’s abdomen, writhing grotesquely.

“Gyaaaah! Gyaaaaah-!!”

Terrible screams filled with agony poured out.

A poison insect’s seizure causes unimaginable pain to the living.

Though it was a short time, Noh Hwang-mun felt as if he was being tortured for eons.

Then, finally.

Pop!

With a sound like a drum bursting, something burst out of Noh Hwang-mun’s belly.

“Hiik!!”

“Wh-what is that!?”

Sizzle!

The poison insect sucked into Dokgo Cheon’s hand burned away in the Three-Fold True Fire.

Dokgo Cheon’s gaze, cold as the northern winds of the North Sea, fell upon Noh Hwang-mun, who had already died and gone limp.

Dokgo Cheon threw the bastard’s corpse aside.

“…Hu Seong.”

“Command me!”

“This year’s entrance ceremony ends here. Immediately escort out all spectators and arrest everyone connected to the Heukpaesong spies.”

“Yes, sir!”

“Uwaaah!!”

At the same time, Hu Seong first arrested the deputy commander of the Gold Axe Unit who had been backing away.

The situation that had become chaotic due to Jeok-un’s intrusion now began flowing in a completely different direction.

Sadocheon’s warriors quickly expelled the spectators.

In an instant, only the high-ranking executives and minimal personnel remained.

“…Tell me what you want. I’ll give you compensation equal to what you’ve accomplished.”

Having learned the terrible truth, Dokgo Cheon spoke while barely suppressing his rising anger.

Now if Jeok-un just answered, all of this would be finished.

As you know, Jeok-un’s true purpose for coming here was just one thing.

The position of Daeju.

But strangely.

“….”

Those words wouldn’t come out of his mouth.

The reason was simple.

The moment he saw the intense waves of energy that Dokgo Cheon was emanating.

As if he had gone blind, the position of Daeju was forgotten before his eyes.

He realized instinctively.

‘Was Saja Dohuang this strong!’

That after experiencing that person’s power, he would definitely be able to become even stronger.

The Dokgo Cheon he had seen before his regression was ‘poisoned’ and had declined with the worst possible body.

Therefore, the martial prowess of Dokgo Cheon in his prime, which he had never witnessed before, stimulated the essence of the warrior that had been sleeping within him.

Seeing this, Dokgo Cheon spoke with a different misunderstanding.

“What is it? Now that you’re about to speak, your mouth won’t open?”

Then finally, Jeok-un, who had been lost in deep thought, quietly muttered to himself.

“…Well, I’ve achieved one of my intended goals.”

“What?”

At the same time.

Kwareureur!

Kwagagaga!

“…!!”

Suddenly, tremendous power exploded madly from Jeok-un’s entire body.

Starting with the first star, Tamrang.

The second star, Geomundo, was already open.

The terrifying Paecheon Singi was enveloping Jeok-un’s entire body.

“You bastard.”

“Hehe, I wanted a position in Sadocheon.”

“…!”

“My subordinates will curse me to hell again. But this, I absolutely cannot endure.”

Seurung!

In an instant, Jeok-un drew both of his swords.

“Saja Dohuang, Dokgo Cheon.”

Then he declared.

“Right now, I must duel with you.”

That he must engage in a life-and-death battle with the master of Sadocheon.

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