The God of Death and the God of War - Chapter 47

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Evil Hegemon Martial God

 

Chapter 47

 

Jeok-un had claimed.

 

That he would enable him to kill the demonic practitioners of the Demonic Cult, his mortal enemies.

 

But Hwang-no found it hard to believe.

 

No matter how capable Jeok-un was, how could he find the existence of the Demonic Cult that operated in darkness, which even he had barely discovered after decades of pursuit?

 

Moreover, among the countless demonic practitioners within, he didn’t even know who his enemy was.

 

‘That bastard-!’

 

But Hwang-no’s eyes widened the moment he saw his enemy.

 

There was no need to confirm properly.

 

The moment he saw that face, though marked by the passage of years, the distant past flashed before him like a panorama.

 

* * *

 

Hwang-no and the Shadowless Assassin.

 

Before being called by those two names, Hyeong Seok-yeong was the top assassin of Sal-mun, the Central Plains’ greatest assassination organization.

 

It was an achievement made before he even reached adulthood.

 

Called the greatest talent in Sal-mun’s history, he had never failed a single mission from his very first assignment.

 

As Sal-mun had ‘made’ him, he lived eliminating targets like breathing, without any emotion or guilt.

 

Life was worthless. Therefore, he spent his days throwing away his own life as if it had no value.

 

Before long, he began to be called the Shadowless Assassin in Gangho, but the world’s greatest assassin wished to die quickly by his target’s sword.

 

But what changed Hyeong Seok-yeong’s fate was his final mission.

 

In his last mission, the Shadowless Assassin succeeded in assassinating the Lord of the Namgung Family, but suffered fatal wounds and was swept away by the river.

 

Just when he thought he could finally meet death.

 

An unexpected helping hand reached out to him.

 

Lady Hwang, an ordinary commoner living in a nearby Hwa-jeon, urgently pulled him from the water.

 

She was a pure woman who didn’t even know about Gangho people.

 

To save him, a stranger with no connections, she used her life savings to buy medicinal herbs – she was a woman with such a warm heart.

 

Like fate, he fell in love with her and saw their son, who looked like a toad.

 

Looking back, that was the happiest moment of his life.

 

But the ending was not beautiful.

 

They say the grudges of Gangho are like spider webs.

 

The Namgung pursuit squad that never gave up finally found him, and though he protected the child, he lost his wife, Lady Hwang.

 

After slaughtering his enemies, he eventually returned to Sal-mun.

 

He needed Sal-mun’s protection to keep his child alive.

 

But he absolutely refused to teach martial arts to his son.

 

He wanted his son to live differently from himself.

 

After another decade passed, he finally sent away his son who had become an adult.

 

He heard news that his son had married a wise wife, started a family, and had a granddaughter, but he never visited them once.

 

He was afraid that his cursed fate might bring harm to them.

 

But one day, terrible news reached him.

 

Racing frantically to his son’s residence and confirming the carnage, he collapsed as if crumbling.

 

-Aaaahhh!!

 

His son and daughter-in-law, and even his young granddaughter.

 

The entire family had been murdered.

 

Holding his granddaughter’s tiny hand that he was seeing for the first time, he shed tears of blood.

 

Closing his son’s terrifyingly empty eyes, he vowed revenge.

 

From that day, he pursued his enemy.

 

There were almost no clues, but he didn’t care.

 

He was the world’s greatest assassin.

 

Tracking targets was his specialty.

 

Thus he turned the entire Central Plains upside down and stirred it up.

 

Finally, he discovered the abyss that operated in darkness, unknown to anyone in the Central Plains.

 

The Demonic Cult.

 

And the abyss, confirming the existence that was pursuing them, instead turned their blade toward him.

 

-Why, why on earth!

 

Until then, he had thought his son’s death was because of the grudges he had accumulated.

 

But it wasn’t.

 

-Why, you ask? Because it was necessary.

 

-…What?

 

-Hehe, so be grateful. Your son, who had no use or value, became part of me in death. Isn’t that truly glorious?

 

The enemy said this while tapping around his eye.

 

And Hyeong Seok-yeong finally realized.

 

That one eye of his mortal enemy, the Sword Demon.

 

Was none other than his son’s.

 

He doesn’t remember much of what happened after that.

 

He lost his reason and immediately charged at the Sword Demon and the demonic practitioners with him.

 

After a life-and-death battle, he retrieved one of his son’s eyes from that bastard, but at the cost of severely injuring his dantian and falling beneath Cheongang Daeju.

 

And before falling like that, he engraved the faces of his enemies, including the Sword Demon, in his eyes.

 

And the demonic practitioner he confirmed in the abandoned mine now was definitely one of them.

 

‘Yasudomma-!’

 

The moment he confirmed that face.

 

Swoosh!

 

‘I’ll kill you-!’

 

Hyeong Seok-yeong.

 

No, the one who had abandoned his surname and name until he could avenge his son, taking his wife’s surname.

 

Hwang-no was already charging toward his opponent.

 

* * *

 

Hwang-no charged like a madman, closing the distance.

 

Truly the footwork befitting an assassin who was considered the world’s greatest.

 

‘What kind of footwork is…!’

 

If you roughly divide the goals of footwork, there are speed and change, and usually footwork only manages to achieve one of the two.

 

But Hwang-no’s footwork was different.

 

Extreme speed and infinite variation – tremendous velocity and ever-changing movements burst forth simultaneously.

 

Literally appearing in front in the blink of an eye, then appearing at the side – the Shadowless Assassin, Hwang-no.

 

If you mix techniques into that footwork, that becomes the martial art itself.

 

Hwang-no was already a completed martial artist who had transcended the ‘form and stance.’

 

Yarugi was greatly flustered.

 

‘What?! Someone who appears to be at Hwagyeong has transcended form and stance??’

 

The moment he saw the movements, he realized they contained enlightenment that went beyond Hwagyeong, possible only at Hyeongyeong.

 

Yasudomma’s level was the mastery of Hwagyeong.

 

If his opponent was truly a master of Hyeongyeong, he couldn’t survive.

 

Cold sweat ran down his back, but Yasudomma barely maintained his composure and began to respond calmly.

 

‘I, I need to separate that young bastard first!’

 

Swish swish swoosh-!

 

Yasudomma scattered both hands.

 

Simultaneously, his sleeves fluttered and hidden poisons shot out like arrows.

 

Croak!

 

Hiss!

 

Blood Poison Frogs and White-Haired Spiders let out spine-chilling cries as they charged toward the young martial artist.

 

Blood Poison Frogs were poison toads characterized by their blood-red color, and White-Haired Spiders were poison spiders characterized by their white fur.

 

Each one was a terrible poison creature that could easily turn dozens of martial artists into blood.

 

That man is merely at the peak level, so he won’t be able to cause much trouble.

 

‘This should be enough…’

 

The moment Yasudomma thought that.

 

Swoosh!

 

Along with the sound of cutting through air, an extremely deadly attack came flying.

 

Hwang-no’s twin throwing knives flew like living creatures.

 

“Tsk!”

 

Yasudomma clicked his tongue and pulled his body back.

 

But Hwang-no’s throwing knives, like predators in the middle of a hunt, sharply aimed for the demon’s eyes.

 

Whoooosh!

 

At their tips were crystallized energies like blue flames burning fiercely.

 

It was strong energy, the symbol of Hwagyeong.

 

‘Too late to dodge.’

 

Yasudomma’s judgment was swift.

 

While acknowledging that dodging or deflecting was impossible.

 

Grrrrr!

 

Whoosh!

 

He too wrapped strong energy around his fist.

 

Pitch-black demonic energy, contrasting with his opponent’s energy, rippled forth.

 

Then, blade energy and fist energy crossed at a single point.

 

BOOM—!

 

Rumble!

 

An explosive sound erupted that was unimaginable for a bare fist clashing with throwing knives.

 

Intense shockwaves burst forth, shaking the entire abandoned mine.

 

The two who had clashed distanced themselves to avoid the aftermath.

 

After one exchange of offense and defense, Yarugi’s expression had become subtle.

 

‘…What exactly is this man’s identity?’

 

An old man of unknown identity with white hair and deep wrinkles.

 

His enlightenment had reached Hyeongyeong, but his accumulated internal energy didn’t match his own.

 

Judging by it, his martial prowess was around the beginning of Hwagyeong?

 

‘Looking at his martial arts, he seems like an assassin…’

 

When the thought of an assassin occurred to him, his heart sank.

 

‘Could he have come from the cult?’

 

Had they discovered he was hiding the Gold Pavilion and secretly followed him?

 

No. That would be strange.

 

If the cult had figured out about the Gold Pavilion, they would have sent someone who could definitely eliminate him.

 

Then there was only one remaining possibility.

 

‘He followed my trail and revealed his greed after seeing the Gold Pavilion.’

 

Yarugi opened his eyes narrowly.

 

He had made some sense of the situation.

 

‘There’s no problem with killing him.’

 

If the opponent were from the Demonic Cult, it would be problematic, but if not, there was no issue at all.

 

Yarugi grinned wickedly and revealed his momentum.

 

“Grim reaper, you say?”

 

Whoooosh!

 

As Yarugi released the momentum he had been hiding, wind suddenly whirled through the mine shaft.

 

Suffocating demonic energy was boiling up.

 

Power enough to dominate an entire area with just his true strength.

 

“Vermin who don’t even know their own level!”

 

Whoosh!

 

Yarugi charged forward fiercely.

 

He decided to focus on eliminating the old man in front of him first.

 

From the beginning, the peak-level vermin was struggling and unable to subdue the poison creatures, so it was a natural choice.

 

Crack! Pop!

 

Then, an unexpected change occurred.

 

Yarugi’s muscles visibly enlarged as he charged, and his body size doubled.

 

It was the power of his unique martial art, Hundred Beasts Fighting Energy.

 

Hundred Beasts Fighting Energy was a demonic art that killed countless beasts, spirit beasts, and demon beasts, then overlaid their vengeful spirits onto oneself.

 

Though it was an external martial art that strengthened the body, it was filled with the bizarre and ferocious power characteristic of demonic arts.

 

Grrrrrrr!

 

A ferocious beast’s roar burst forth from Yarugi’s mouth once again.

 

Before long, Yasudomma’s pupils had turned yellow, and thick blood vessels throughout his body were grotesquely writhing and pulsating.

 

Having reached close range in an instant, Yarugi moved like a true beast as his nickname suggested, extending both fists.

 

Swoooosh—!

 

Crash!

 

With explosive sounds of air being torn apart, his left and right fists wrapped in fist energy flew forward madly.

 

Hwang-no also gritted his teeth and struck out with his twin throwing knives to match him, but.

 

Crack!

 

Snap!

 

‘Ugh…!’

 

It was clear he couldn’t withstand his opponent’s internal energy and was being pushed back.

 

Hwang-no’s first strike had been powerful enough to bewilder Yarugi, but as time passed, its power was rapidly diminishing.

 

Hwang-no desperately swallowed his groans.

 

However, the reason he was suffering so much wasn’t because of his opponent’s offensive.

 

‘Just a little, just a little longer, please hold out.’

 

It was because his damaged dantian had begun acting up again.

 

The reason why he, who had once reached the mastery of Hyeongyeong, couldn’t overwhelm Yarugi and could only use internal energy barely at the beginning of Hwagyeong.

 

It was because the scars of demonic arts left by the Sword Demon were still tormenting him.

 

Though he had been hiding in Sadocheon for over twenty years focusing on recovery, this was still his limit.

 

But it couldn’t be helped.

 

Damage to the dantian, most important to a martial artist, was difficult to fully recover from even if a great immortal descended.

 

Clang!

 

Finally, unable to withstand his opponent’s wave-like offensive, one of Hwang-no’s throwing knives shattered.

 

During the brief lull that followed.

 

“Don’t tell me you’re?”

 

Yarugi asked with a chilling smile on his face.

 

“The Shadowless Assassin?”

 

“…”

 

“So it’s true. Hahaha, this is a masterpiece!”

 

Yarugi burst into loud laughter and then spoke triumphantly.

 

“You weren’t called the world’s greatest assassin for nothing. To think you’re still tenaciously alive after falling from that Thousand-foot Cliff?”

 

A full twenty years had passed.

 

The Demonic Cult stopping their pursuit of the Shadowless Assassin wasn’t out of mercy.

 

It was because Hwang-no had fallen into a thousand-foot cliff from which he absolutely couldn’t survive.

 

“Hehe, your situation is completely reversed from back then. You who used to show off about being Hyeongyeong have become vermin, hahaha!”

 

Yarugi mocked him.

 

In their first encounter, if the Sword Demon hadn’t been there, he would surely have died and become a ghost at Hwang-no’s hands.

 

But in the end, he was the victor.

 

“Hehe, now let’s slowly bring this to an end!!”

 

Yarugi charged forward with maniacal laughter.

 

Then he unleashed a barrage of twin fists at Hwang-no, who was gripping his one remaining dagger.

 

Kwakwakwakwang!!

 

Like cornering prey, he eliminated every possibility one by one.

 

The space to dodge disappeared. Hwang-no was gradually driven into a corner.

 

“Keuuk…!”

 

“Kuhaha!! Die!”

 

Just as Yasudomma was about to finish with his final strike the task he couldn’t complete for twenty years.

 

Pop!

 

A mysterious sound, utterly refreshing and completely out of place on the fierce battlefield, echoed through the air.

 

…Huh?

 

Yarugi even withdrew his extended fist.

 

Because he alone knew what that mysterious sound meant.

 

And for good reason, since the source of the sound was the Gold Pavilion.

 

So when he hurriedly turned his head to look.

 

“Keu, look at that fragrance. Yes, this is it.”

 

“…!!”

 

He saw Jeok-un holding the plucked Gold Pavilion fruit, inhaling its fragrant scent.

 

“W-wait!”

 

The flustered Yarugi reflexively shouted.

 

His spine went completely cold.

 

‘Wh-why is that bastard coming out from there?!’

 

Just moments ago, he was clearly struggling with the poison creatures…

 

When he looked at where the man had been fighting fiercely.

 

‘?!’

 

The Blood Poison Toad and White Hair Spider he had sent earlier were all cut in half and dead.

 

‘N-no? How?’

 

No matter how focused he was on his battle with the Shadow Assassin, how could he not notice this?

 

Such doubts arose, but now wasn’t the time to worry about such things.

 

“Uaah! Put it down! Put it down!”

 

“Me? Why?”

 

Because in that man’s hand was the fruit of the Gold Pavilion that he had carefully cultivated for a full fifteen years.

 

As the fruit completely separated from the main body and the golden bell displayed its enchanting radiance, Yarugi’s insides burned black.

 

‘N-no…!’

 

The Gold Pavilion fruit had to be consumed as quickly as possible the moment it was plucked.

 

If delayed further, the golden bell would evaporate into the air.

 

“If you put it down, I’ll spare your life! N-no! Besides that, I’ll accept you as a disciple of our Singyeo! So hurry up and hand it over!”

 

The panicked Yarugi threw out both threats and enticements simultaneously, but.

 

Smirk.

 

“I don’t want to?”

 

“?!”

 

Jeok-un, who sneered mockingly for all to see.

 

Gulp!

 

Shoved the golden bell straight down his throat.

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