The God of Death and the God of War - Chapter 60
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Evil Hegemon Martial God
Chapter 60
As the twin daggers sliced through the void and hidden weapons scattered to cover the space.
“Ooh!”
“As expected of Bunta-ju!”
The Martial Arts Alliance members raised their voices, thinking Tang Meng had gained the upper hand.
This was both to cheer for Tang Meng and to mock the enemy, driving them into a psychological corner.
But among them, only one person.
‘No, how can this be…?’
Moyong Geon’s expression grew increasingly rigid.
On the surface, it appeared Tang Meng had the advantage and was securing victory.
But from Moyong Geon’s perspective, the situation was completely opposite.
Only the appearance was flashy; Tang Meng’s attacks weren’t achieving any meaningful results.
Even the Poison Blood Flow technique that the Dang Family prided itself on had clearly been neutralized.
Otherwise, the opponent wouldn’t show any signs of being poisoned and couldn’t move so lightly.
‘Moreover, the enemy hasn’t revealed his full strength. He still has one more sword remaining.’
Moyong Geon focused on the other divine weapon Jeok-un was holding, Il-cheon.
At a glance, it wasn’t a sword worn for show or as a backup.
Surely, he used twin sword techniques like himself.
Twin sword techniques were an art where two swords became one.
In the current situation, the enemy was essentially facing Tang Meng with only half a sword.
‘Yet he’s not being pushed back and maintaining an even match…’
It was truly an absurd level of talent.
No, before that, what kind of swordsmanship was that?
‘Seven String Sword? Heavenly Secret Sword? No. Neither of those. I thought the Jegal Sega had no twin sword techniques to begin with.’
Moyong Geon unconsciously swallowed hard.
It was swordsmanship he’d never seen before, yet its level was considerable.
If so, it must be swordsmanship that had been challenged over time and deepened through experience.
‘But if that’s not the case, it’s still a problem. As far as I know, that man hasn’t been long since fleeing the Jegal Family…’
Even if he received ice techniques or elixirs from Sadocheon, was it possible to reach such a level in less than a year?
In Moyong Geon’s common sense, it was absolutely impossible.
But the scene before his eyes shattered common sense and turned an impossible proposition into reality.
The absurd reality that in such a short time, he had achieved growth rivaling a Martial Arts Alliance branch leader-level master.
Swish-!!
At that moment, Tang Meng’s twin daggers multiplied into nine.
The secret technique of the Dang Family’s proud dagger arts, Nine Phantom Killing Daggers.
Tang Meng had also realized his poison techniques were neutralized and was aiming for victory with his final secret technique.
‘Surely not even this…’
The moment Moyong Geon unconsciously swallowed dryly.
Clang-clang-clang-!
Jeok-un easily countered even the Dang Family’s proud secret technique, Nine Phantom Killing Daggers.
Whether there were nine daggers or ninety-nine, he didn’t care and smashed them all.
If he could do it, it was the most effective method.
A simple but effective solution.
The enemy executed it perfectly.
‘Wait…!’
Seeing that, Moyong Geon felt a chill.
He instinctively sensed what would happen immediately after.
“Those useless-looking eyes, I’ll be taking them.”
“Kyaaahhh!!!”
Tang Meng’s terrible scream came before Moyong Geon’s reaction.
One eye disappeared, and one arm fell.
“…?!”
While everyone just gaped at the unbelievable scene.
Only Moyong Geon grasped the situation and raised his voice alone.
“Protect Bunta-ju!”
At Moyong Geon’s command, the Martial Arts Alliance members felt bewildered but reflexively charged forward.
Moyong Geon did the same.
Faster than anyone else, he charged forward at the very front.
However.
‘Good, everything’s going according to plan.’
Jeok-un merely smiled slightly even as dozens of warriors charged at him aiming for his life.
The reason for his confidence was simple.
‘It seems about time to lead these guys to the Fox Den. I wonder if that man is doing well.’
It was because he had already set up traps and schemes before infiltrating the Tongseong County branch.
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To the southeast of Tongseong County, there was a low mountain.
The locals commonly called it Bangsam, and it was sparsely populated due to its proximity to the Martial Arts Alliance’s Tongseong County branch.
The reason was that the Tongseong County branch mainly conducted mountain training here.
It was a place ordinary people avoided since getting into unnecessary trouble with martial artists could be life-threatening.
With rustling sounds, a figure in black mask and black martial robes appeared.
“Ah, what kind of hardship is this for a Ten Heavenly Commander Daeju…”
The figure’s identity was Jang Bo-heom.
He was in the middle of carrying out orders he had received separately after parting with Jeok-un.
Jang Bo-heom recalled the orders he had heard beside the ashes.
Even thinking about it again, it was an insane plan.
-You move separately.
-Separately?
-Yeah. Make contact with Geumhwang Sangga.
-What? Me, with Geumhwang Sangga?
The words “Why?” rose to his throat, but Jang Bo-heom swallowed them down.
Otherwise, he’d get beaten.
-Right, since all these guys crossed Samdocheon, what information would Geumhwang Sangga have? If we pretend to be these guys, they’ll never be able to figure it out.
-But, isn’t that too dangerous…
To Jang Bo-heom’s question, Jeok-un silenced him with a short phrase.
-Then would you rather come with me to attack the Martial Arts Alliance?
-I’ll depart immediately! Please stay safe!!
That’s how he left after bidding farewell.
Of course, before leaving, he didn’t forget to take the black robes and mask from a Hyeolsal Squad member of similar build.
‘Wearing a dead man’s clothes feels really unpleasant…’
But how could Jang Bo-heom refuse?
It was an order from the ‘person’ who had single-handedly crushed the Hyeolsal Squad.
Moreover, that person had now gone to single-handedly destroy a Martial Arts Alliance branch.
‘Sigh…’
Jang Bo-heom unconsciously shook his head.
Thinking about it again, he was definitely a real madman.
Otherwise, no one could act like Jeok-un.
‘Isn’t the Tongseong County branch leader the Madman of Sacheon Dang-ga? Madmen meeting madmen. Which lunatic will win?’
Jang Bo-heom briefly entertained such thoughts, but soon shook off the distracting thoughts and surveyed his surroundings.
The appointed time was approaching, and though he had arrived at the meeting place, he couldn’t sense any human presence around.
‘Sigh, I should just focus on my own task for now.’
Jang Bo-heom thought this as he pulled out a small flute from his chest.
It was the Gwigakjeok of Geumhwang Sangga that he had taken from the Hyeolsal Squad.
Jeok-un had guaranteed that if he blew this at the appointed time, there would definitely be a response.
Piiik…!
Even though he blew the Gwigakjeok with all his might, no sound could be heard.
He wondered if the flute was broken, but the Gwigakjeok was originally like this.
‘Now I’ll know if I just wait and see.’
Jang Bo-heom crossed his arms and waited for a response, but.
Swoosh…
There was no response whatsoever.
Either the Gwigakjeok was faulty, or something had happened to Geumhwang Sangga.
Jang Bo-heom glanced at the sky as he thought.
‘…Shouldn’t I go back for now?’
Just as he thought something had definitely gone wrong.
Swish swish swish!
Rustle rustle rustle!
With sounds like snakes rustling through thickets, shadows rippled.
From places where there had clearly been nothing, a group of martial artists revealed themselves.
A gleam appeared in Jang Bo-heom’s eyes.
‘Those must be Geumhwang Sangga’s Jin-seong Squad!’
The identity of the martial artists was indeed the Jin-seong Squad.
An elite unit perfected with Geumhwang Sangga’s overwhelming financial power, it was a secret unit that some circles praised as being no less than the Ten Heavenly Commanders.
In fact, Jang Bo-heom had always scoffed at how a merchant group’s military force could be compared to their Ten Heavenly Commanders.
‘…Well, now that I see them, it wasn’t just empty talk.’
Seeing the aura of the Jin-seong Squad martial artists, Jang Bo-heom had no choice but to acknowledge it.
Meanwhile, Jin-seong Daeju was also quite surprised to see Jang Bo-heom.
‘…As expected of the Hyeolsal Squad. This is no ordinary martial prowess.’
He wore a black mask and black martial robes, with no particular weapons visible.
But the aura he subtly emanated told him that the opponent before him was absolutely no less than himself.
That was understandable.
In fact, Jang Bo-heom was only looked down upon by Jeok-un, but he too was one of Sadocheon’s Ten Heavenly Lords.
As they were secretly sizing each other up, Jang Bo-heom spoke in an extremely serious voice.
“You must be from Geumhwang Sangga?”
“That’s right. But are you all there is of the Hyeolsal Squad?”
“No, how could that be.”
Jang Bo-heom lightly shook his head as he delivered his prepared lines.
“First, I must convey words of apology.”
“…?”
“We succeeded in capturing that crazy maniac Jeok-un. But there’s been a small problem.”
“A problem? What do you mean?”
“While bringing him here, the man escaped.”
“You lost the target?”
When Jin-seong Daeju frowned deeply, Jang Bo-heom waved his hand as if to say don’t misunderstand.
“Ah, you don’t need to worry. We’re just a bit delayed recapturing him.”
“Can I trust that?”
“We severed the tendons in his ankles. Recapturing him is just a matter of time.”
“Hmm.”
If the ankle tendons were severed, it wouldn’t take very long indeed.
Jang Bo-heom, who had been observing his opponent, added one more thing.
“He’ll probably arrive here in about half an hour.”
“Then we’ll wait.”
Just then, as if planned, shouts rang out.
Waaaah-!
“Catch that man!”
Thunderous roars that shook Bangsam and countless sounds of people.
The massive violence brought by sheer numbers was itself an imposing force.
“What’s that…?”
At a glance, dozens, perhaps hundreds of people were running toward them, causing Jin-seong Daeju and the Geumhwang Sangga martial artists to tilt their heads in confusion.
‘There are that many in the Hyeolsal Squad!’
‘No, wait, is it okay to cause such a commotion in front of the Martial Arts Alliance?’
Such questions arose one after another.
But before those questions could properly take root.
“Oh, it seems the Daeju and our comrades are driving that Jeok-un up this way! How about we go out to meet them and capture him together?”
“Understood.”
When Jang Bo-heom stepped forward first and spoke, Jin-seong Daeju nodded.
Thinking they could achieve their immediate goal of capturing Jeok-un, small suspicions were quickly erased.
Thus, as the Jin-seong Squad followed Jang Bo-heom’s guidance down the ridge of Bangsam.
Thud thud thud-!
In the distance, they could see clouds of dust billowing up.
“Ooh…!”
Leading at the front was indeed Jeok-un.
Jin-seong Daeju, who had seen Jeok-un’s description beforehand, let out an exclamation.
“That’s him!”
Now there was no room for doubt.
Jin-seong Daeju drew his sword and aimed at Jeok-un.
“Everyone, draw swords!”
Now it was time to hunt the target.
Even as Jin-seong Daeju said this, he was inwardly amazed.
‘To move at such speed even with severed tendons.’
A skilled man is certainly a skilled man.
But then it happened.
‘…Huh?’
Something strange caught Jin-seong Daeju’s eye.
The state of the Hyeolsal Squad chasing Jeok-un was odd.
‘That flag is…?’
A flag with the clear character for ‘Martial ‘.
That was definitely the Martial Arts Alliance’s commander flag, wasn’t it?
Why would Sadocheon, no, the Hyeolsal Squad have the Martial Arts Alliance flag?
The moment Jin-seong Daeju looked at Jang Bo-heom and opened his mouth.
“I say, what on earth is this…?!”
Jin-seong Daeju ended up seeing it.
The tremendous internal energy contained in Jang Bo-heom’s both hands.
Crackle-!
Before Jin-seong Daeju could stop him, Jang Bo-heom scattered his palm force toward Jeok-un.
No, toward the Martial Arts Alliance members beyond him, shouting.
“It’s the dogs of the Martial Arts Alliance! Protect the Daeju!!”
Kwaaaaang-!!
The palm force Jang Bo-heom unleashed properly struck the Martial Arts Alliance members.
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