The God of Death and the God of War - Chapter 64

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Evil Hegemon Martial God

 

Chapter 64

 

Deep night, when the sun had completely disappeared beyond Seo-san.

 

Even when just the sun sets, night roads are dangerous.

 

What more if one travels by boat?

 

Especially if water mist rises, making the already limited vision even narrower.

 

That would be no exaggeration to call suicide or self-harm.

 

Creeeeak…!

 

However, right now a single ferry was cutting through the water mist, approaching Extreme Bliss Island.

 

‘So that’s Extreme Bliss Island.’

 

Whoooosh!

 

Splash…!

 

The waves beating against the boat’s side were fierce.

 

But even though Jeok-un stood on the violently swaying deck, he was as calm as if standing on level ground.

 

‘The sea chart did great work.’

 

Being able to approach Extreme Bliss Island was partly due to Jeok-un completely suppressing his presence and that leaking from the boat.

 

But the sea chart Moyong Geon had given him also played its part.

 

One might ask what grand sea chart is needed just to cross a single river.

 

But to safely approach Extreme Bliss Island, a sea chart was essential.

 

The river’s width wasn’t as wide as the Janggang, but it wasn’t narrow enough to cross in one go either.

 

So a boat was essential to reach the island’s shore.

 

The problem was that Extreme Bliss Island and the surrounding reefs created whirlpools.

 

The water fortress was built on Extreme Bliss Island precisely because of this natural barrier.

 

The Martial Arts Alliance had secretly created sea charts of the area around Extreme Bliss Island for this very reason.

 

Without this, the path to approach the island would have been extremely troublesome.

 

Of course, even without a sea chart, it wouldn’t have been impossible.

 

‘But it’s good that I finished without getting a single drop wet.’

 

Wandering around would have made naval combat unavoidable.

 

But thanks to the sea chart Moyong Geon provided, he could eliminate such troubles.

 

‘Of course, if I had obtained the second divine weapon, naval combat or whatever wouldn’t have been a problem.’

 

One of the Seven Divine Weapons sleeping in Poyangho in Gangser was deeply connected to ‘water.’

 

After resolving this matter, he naturally planned to go to Poyangho to retrieve the divine weapon.

 

Yet he came to Tongseong County first instead of Poyangho because he was confident there would be no hindrance to completing the mission even without the divine weapon.

 

‘I should resolve this quickly and go find it. Maybe because it’s been so long, I miss it…’

 

While Jeok-un was deciding his future course of action.

 

“Huff, huff…!”

 

Rough breathing sounds came from behind.

 

The owner of the breathing was Jang Bo-heom.

 

Unlike Jeok-un who stood leisurely on the deck, Jang Bo-heom had to row desperately.

 

He had to break through whirlpools created by strange rocks and currents with just his rowing.

 

Looking ten years older wouldn’t be an exaggeration.

 

Indeed, Jang Bo-heom trembled with a face that looked ten years older.

 

“Come on, making a fuss after rowing just a little.”

 

Jeok-un shook his head and scolded him.

 

But from Jang Bo-heom’s perspective listening to this, it was maddening injustice.

 

“Sob. I, I really think I’m… going to die!”

 

As mentioned earlier, Jang Bo-heom was solely responsible for rowing.

 

Jeok-un was confident in his martial arts and had experienced many such battlefields thanks to his past life’s experience.

 

But Jang Bo-heom had never experienced this before.

 

Moreover, if the boat went awry even slightly due to whirlpools and reefs.

 

‘I’d surely be a dead man…’

 

This was the terrifying aspect of naval combat.

 

If one wasn’t skilled in naval warfare, even masters above Hwagyeong level could be caught by mere peak experts.

 

So falling into the water had to be absolutely avoided.

 

Jang Bo-heom had to concentrate until his arms cramped and steam rose from his head, avoiding currents and swells.

 

Otherwise, as he thought, he would have truly become a dead man.

 

“Stop whining and pull yourself together. We’ll soon face enemies.”

 

“Gasp! Y-yes sir!”

 

Jeok-un left a brief warning and looked at Extreme Bliss Island growing larger.

 

It wasn’t a very large island.

 

But precisely because of that, its defenses were very solid.

 

The main fortress positioned at the edge of sheer cliffs, with battle lines surrounding it in concentric circles.

 

To use an analogy, it was shaped like a clamshell.

 

If the shore was the mouth, the main fortress would be where the back and ligaments are located.

 

It was literally a natural fortress.

 

Just by looking, one could understand why it was an impregnable stronghold that had never been conquered even once.

 

“Wh-what do we do? T-to land, we absolutely have to pass those warships, right?”

 

Thanks to the sea chart Moyong Geon provided, they somehow approached the island’s shore.

 

But from now on was the real problem.

 

The dock was a place filled with boats from Extreme Bliss Island’s water fortress and the Heukpaeseong Branch.

 

Other than that, as mentioned earlier, approach was difficult due to the island’s structural reasons.

 

Except for the dock, almost everything else was sheer cliffs.

 

“B-boat, if we abandon the boat and dive underwater…”

 

Jang Bo-heom offered various suggestions.

 

None of them involved breaking through head-on.

 

That was natural.

 

These weren’t fishing boats or small ferries that people could row.

 

Several ships nearly equivalent to warships were moored there.

 

There was no way to break through this from the front.

 

“If we approach secretly like that… ah, no, but if we lose the boat we can’t escape…”

 

Jang Bo-heom began rambling incoherently, perhaps finding the current situation quite pressuring.

 

“St-still, approaching as stealthily and quietly as possible would be…”

 

“What nonsense do you keep babbling?”

 

“…Pardon?”

 

Jeok-un cut off Jang Bo-heom’s rambling.

 

The eyes looking at Jang Bo-heom were more serious than ever before.

 

‘What kind of look is that…’

 

Jang Bo-heom couldn’t help but swallow dry saliva.

 

And for good reason, because Jeok-un’s current gaze.

 

Was that of an absolute ruler who once led Sapyeonjeon and commanded all under heaven.

 

“Gwi-mong Daeju, do you know what the first thing to do in war is?”

 

“…I don’t know.”

 

At Jang Bo-heom’s answer, Jeok-un smiled eerily and said.

 

“Cut off the enemy’s escape route.”

 

Shing…!

 

Jeok-un drew both his swords.

 

And from the edge of the deck, a precarious position where he might fall at any moment.

 

He glared at Extreme Bliss Island’s harbor.

 

* * *

 

Il-cheon and Wol-ha, two divine swords.

 

The moment he drew both divine swords simultaneously, the energies of yin and yang filled Jeok-un’s body completely.

 

Like a mother bear that had lost her cubs, the energies raged savagely.

 

They were literally rampaging wildly inside his body, making one wonder if he could control them.

 

‘I can do it.’

 

To subdue the frenzied rush of yin and yang energies.

 

There was only one master that could put a bridle on them.

 

It was the Paecheon Singi infused with the Grand Celestial Divine Skill.

 

Wooooong…!

 

The Paecheon Singi that had reached the fourth level began surging up from his dantian.

 

Nogung and Yongcheon, Baekhoe and Hoeum, and so on.

 

The Paecheon Singi began swirling through all the blood channels that opened to the outside.

 

-What, what is that?

 

From the dock that sensed Jeok-un’s energy, a reaction came immediately.

 

-Over there! Over there, toward the river!

 

-Who is it?

 

-Enemy! It’s an enemy! Sound the alarm!

 

The bandits of Extreme Bliss Island who noticed the powerful energy raised a commotion.

 

But Jeok-un paid no attention at all.

 

‘Awaken, Tamrang.’

 

He simply awakened the star within himself.

 

Graaaah!

 

The power of Tamrang opening its eyes for the first time.

 

It possessed the ability to amplify one’s own power.

 

But this time it wouldn’t stop at simple amplification.

 

Because he had the enlightenment that Dokgo Cheon had shown him.

 

‘Old man, I’ll make good use of this from now on.’

 

What they had always used as drinking snacks during his great battles with Dokgo Cheon were martial arts and techniques.

 

After chattering for several hours, Jeok-un was able to gain enlightenment.

 

It began with the final strike that Dokgo Cheon had demonstrated.

 

Lion Heaven-Breaking Blade.

 

Secret technique.

 

Heavenly Lion Heaven-Breaking.

 

‘One can also contain gentleness within the path of supremacy.’

 

The secret technique that Dokgo Cheon had shown him had long since become his own.

 

Graaaaaah!

 

Kwarrrrrr!

 

According to his vital energy and will.

 

The Paecheon Singi roared greatly.

 

Il-cheon’s yang energy.

 

And Wol-ha’s yin energy.

 

As if responding to this, they began rampaging wildly.

 

Paat!

 

Finally, when that tremendous force reached its peak.

 

Jeok-un leaped up from the small boat.

 

‘The only place for you bastards to flee is hell.’

 

Thinking this, Jeok-un.

 

From the empty void.

 

Unleashed a sword strike toward the warship.

 

Crimson Heaven Galaxy Sword.

 

Incomplete secret technique.

 

Heaven-Breaking Galaxy.

 

An intense energy wave that seemed to cut through the void swept across the dock.

 

Under the unprecedented momentum that seemed to push everything away.

 

All the large and small boats that were moored began breaking apart completely.

 

* * *

 

“Wh-what the hell is this?!”

 

The youngest of the Five Heads of the Ghost Sea, Three Phantom Arrow Deung-pyeong shouted in panic.

 

As if a meteorite had fallen, not a single boat remained.

 

Whether it was a dream or reality.

 

But the bloody stench that stung his nose insisted this was definitely reality.

 

Papapat!

 

A strange figure who had stepped onto the island by treading on ship fragments.

 

Was slaughtering the Heukpaesong forces gathered on Extreme Bliss Island.

 

Yes, slaughtering.

 

A single individual was slaughtering alone the total forces gathered on Extreme Bliss Island by the leader’s command.

 

“Crazy…”

 

Deung-pyeong unconsciously spat out a curse, then concentrated his night vision to examine the strange figure’s identity.

 

Even if he had to fight, he first needed to accurately identify his opponent.

 

‘His age is about twenty… his weapons are twin swords…?’

 

A master with a youthful appearance, wielding twin swords.

 

That destructive martial prowess was definitely…

 

‘Pa-hwan Gwang-rang?’

 

That’s impossible.

 

That bastard’s target should have been the Martial Arts Alliance’s Tongseong County Branch, not Extreme Bliss Island.

 

But right now his subordinates were dying in that bastard’s grasp.

 

Every time the twin swords crossed once.

 

Arms, legs, and heads flew up randomly.

 

“Kyaaaak!”

 

“My, my arm…!”

 

“P-please spare me…! Guhk!”

 

Screams, cries, and groans erupted everywhere.

 

Like humans facing an irresistible disaster.

 

His subordinates crashed into the disaster called ‘Jeok-un’ and were miserably shattered.

 

Like dolls roughly and carelessly pieced together with wooden scraps.

 

The sight of them breaking, snapping, and being cut away.

 

The scene of dozens of souls being added with each sword strike.

 

Was an unbelievable, surreal sight no matter how many times one saw it.

 

“Mon-monster…!”

 

At this rate, the first line of defense at the island’s shore would collapse, and the second line of defense would be breached in an instant.

 

“Uh, uaaaah…!”

 

“R-run away!”

 

But the Extreme Bliss Island branch members had already fallen into panic and were hesitantly retreating backward.

 

“There’s only one enemy! Kill him immediately!”

 

As one of the Five Heads of the Ghost Sea and an executive, Deung-pyeong couldn’t just watch this.

 

He tried to restore discipline by personally cutting down one of the fleeing subordinates and reorganize their formation.

 

Kwakwagagagak-!!

 

But faced with the literally monstrous rampage, the overwhelming presence that was like a natural disaster rather than a person, everything became futile.

 

Who could dare stand against such momentum that seemed capable of facing ten thousand alone?

 

‘So it was true that he killed Tang Meng…’

 

‘So, it was true that you killed the party leader….’

 

I thought there might be some distortion or exaggeration.

 

But there was no exaggeration or distortion there.

 

That bastard had attacked the Martial Arts Alliance, and now he’d come to attack Extreme Bliss Island too.

 

The enemy attacking the Martial Arts Alliance wasn’t for personal desire.

 

‘Big brother’s words were bullshit.’

 

That bastard is simply a disaster and a calamity.

 

A being who will destroy everything until he gets what he wants.

 

The moment Deung-pyeong trembled in fear.

 

“!!”

 

His eyes met with Jeok-un’s.

 

Deung-pyeong was startled and stepped back one pace, but.

 

Swoosh!

 

“So you were there.”

 

How did he identify him? He stopped cutting and came charging straight at him!

 

“St-stop! Stop him!”

 

Deung-pyeong screamed in terror.

 

It wasn’t just a simple shout – he grabbed whatever was within reach and threw it at Jeok-un.

 

Mostly it was subordinates who were nearby, though he didn’t expect them to actually stop Jeok-un.

 

‘J-just a little…!’

 

Just a tiny bit of time would be enough.

 

The small amount of time needed to show his alias of Triple Ring Arrow.

 

Was it thanks to throwing his subordinates?

 

Jeok-un’s steps slowed slightly.

 

In that brief moment, Deung-pyeong completed all his preparations.

 

“Die!”

 

Whizz whizz whizz whizz-!!

 

A rain of arrows poured down like a literal downpour.

 

They weren’t simply fast.

 

Some were quick, some were rather slow.

 

Some even contained inner energy, making them stealthy as well.

 

The alias Triple Ring Arrow wasn’t given for nothing.

 

However.

 

“Mere tricks.”

 

Jeok-un dismissed all those results as ‘petty techniques’ and closed the distance in an instant.

 

And he displayed divine skill that could indeed be called petty techniques.

 

Closing the space in one step.

 

He cut down every arrow that flew at him.

 

Ting ting-!

 

The quiver was empty, only the sound echoing.

 

‘Wh-what…!?’

 

At the unbelievable reality, the moment Deung-pyeong was shocked.

 

Slash!

 

Slice!

 

“Aaaahhh!!”

 

He was cut by Jeok-un’s sword.

 

His face split open, and the arm that held the bowstring rolled on the ground.

 

Jeok-un pressed down firmly on Deung-pyeong’s chest and asked.

 

“The Snow Soul Beast’s Head, where is it?”

 

“Th-that, gurgle…”

 

Bloody foam leaked out.

 

Seeing this, Jeok-un thought ‘oops.’

 

“Oh no, did I cut his mouth?”

 

Despite facing such a horrific sight, there was no emotion whatsoever in Jeok-un’s eyes.

 

Even though he’d killed an executive, only regret at not obtaining information.

 

“Then die.”

 

Slice!

 

Deung-pyeong’s head fell from his shoulders.

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