The God of Death and the God of War - Chapter 79

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Evil Hegemon Martial God

 

Chapter 79

 

Henan Kaifeng.

 

A historic city that served as the capital for various dynasties, including the Wei Kingdom during the Warring States period, as well as the Northern Song and Jin dynasties.

 

Though it has now yielded the capital position to Beijing.

 

Its strategic importance and value remain unchanged, with a massive force having established itself there once again.

 

The Martial Arts Alliance.

 

Not an individual sect, but the Martial Arts Alliance’s influence was so tremendous that it bore the name and banner of the entire martial world.

 

The Martial Arts Alliance headquarters alone consisted of over a hundred buildings, with pavilions and halls lined up so densely that getting lost within the headquarters wouldn’t be strange.

 

However, despite this vastness, the Martial Arts Alliance’s security was always thorough.

 

Recently, their vigilance had become even more stringent.

 

Naturally, this was due to the Tongseong County incident.

 

Among these, there were certain most critical areas under the strictest surveillance.

 

Thud- Thud-

 

A sturdy man was walking through one of these locations.

 

This was the most critical area that had been famous for never having its lights extinguished even once since the Martial Arts Alliance’s establishment.

 

The heart of the Martial Arts Alliance, the Military Department.

 

Though the Military Department was filled with dangerous information and extremely perilous formations and mechanisms were laid throughout, the man moved without hesitation as if this path was very familiar to him.

 

After advancing for quite some time, a cold voice echoed from within the mist.

 

“Please state your identity and business.”

 

An inspection was conducted at the Military Department entrance.

 

The man answered without hesitation.

 

“Cheonui-hyang, Sect Leader Moyong Geon.”

 

Moyong Geon said while presenting his identification token.

 

The guard verified the authenticity of the identification token, then returned it to Moyong Geon while bowing his head.

 

“Loyalty! You may enter.”

 

“Is the General inside?”

 

“Yes!”

 

“Good, thank you for your service.”

 

After expressing his gratitude to the guard, Moyong Geon resumed walking.

 

Thus arriving at the deepest part of the Military Department.

 

Moyong Geon stood before the door, briefly adjusted his attire, then bowed and announced his identity.

 

“General, this is Moyong Geon. May I enter?”

 

-Come in.

 

With permission granted, Moyong Geon entered the interior.

 

Inside, a middle-aged man wearing a scholar’s cap was deeply engrossed in his work.

 

The middle-aged man didn’t spare even a glance when Moyong Geon entered, appearing quite busy.

 

Scrolls and letters were piled up like mountains on the desk.

 

“Cheonui-hyang Sect Leader Moyong Geon pays respects to the Grand General.”

 

Only after Moyong Geon gave a long bow in greeting did the middle-aged man first set down his brush.

 

Clear, clean eyes with a scholarly atmosphere.

 

Though his martial prowess wasn’t high within the Martial Arts Alliance.

 

His dignity and presence that transcended martial power were distinct.

 

“Ah, you’ve arrived.”

 

That made sense.

 

The one who designed the Martial Arts Alliance’s grand strategies and managed all information.

 

If the Martial Arts Alliance were compared to a person, he would be equivalent to the brain.

 

The Grand General, Divine Strategist Jegal Mun was the figure right before his eyes.

 

“You must have had a difficult journey. Come here and sit comfortably.”

 

“Yes.”

 

Moyong Geon sat in the offered seat with proper etiquette.

 

Then Jegal Mun poured tea and offered it to him.

 

Their manner seemed quite familiar and intimate.

 

Indeed, their friendship was famous within the Martial Arts Alliance.

 

“It feels like it’s been a very long time, though it hasn’t been long since I saw you before you departed.”

 

“…Is that so?”

 

Moyong Geon responded in a heavy voice to Jegal Mun’s remark.

 

Jegal Mun looked at him with deep eyes before answering.

 

“So you did meet that child, I see.”

 

“Yes, I met him.”

 

“How was it?”

 

“…”

 

In this mission, there was only one person Jegal Mun would refer to as ‘that child.’

 

A turncoat who was once Jeongpa but had now converted to Sapa.

 

And Jegal Mun’s son.

 

Black Heaven Mad Dragon Jeok-un.

 

‘He was…’

 

Moyong Geon recalled the last time he faced Jeok-un, then spoke with difficulty.

 

“…Grand General, you were right. I was wrong.”

 

“I see.”

 

This time, Jegal Mun fell silent.

 

Moyong Geon then observed Jegal Mun’s expression.

 

An expression that seemed to contain many things, yet was simultaneously like an emptiness containing nothing.

 

Was it because of that?

 

Moyong Geon recalled the conversation he had with Jegal Mun before departing on his mission.

 

-Please be careful.

 

-Though the Tang branch leader has a violent temperament, I don’t think he would make mistakes against me…

 

-No. It’s not him.

 

-Pardon?

 

-The core that threw Tongseong County into chaos isn’t that man.

 

-Then who…?

 

-Jegal Jeokun. Be careful of that child.

 

-…!

 

Be careful of his own son.

 

Jegal Mun had certainly given that warning.

 

Since Moyong Geon trusted and followed Jegal Mun as much as his own father, he would follow most orders without question.

 

But this order alone inevitably raised doubts.

 

That was understandable, as Jeok-un was a newcomer who had only entered Gangho a year ago.

 

Compared to himself, there was nearly a ten-year gap in experience.

 

How could such a martial world novice be a threat to him?

 

But now, having directly confronted Jeok-un, his thoughts had changed.

 

‘The Grand General knew in advance. That his achievements surpass mine. In martial power, strategy, every aspect…’

 

Moyong Geon’s thoughts naturally turned to Jeok-un.

 

The possessor of martial power who easily defeated Tang Meng.

 

Also the wisdom to counter-trap the Geumhwang Sangga who tried to ambush from behind.

 

And.

 

-With just that level of skill?

 

Those deep, black eyes that had looked at him came to mind.

 

If ‘composure’ and ‘madness’ were mixed together.

 

If ‘composure’ and ‘madness’ were to mix.

 

Could such eyes truly exist?

 

The thought that those pupils were looking directly at him.

 

“…!”

 

His heart suddenly stirred.

 

Moyong Geon almost unconsciously gripped his sword.

 

Jegal Mun didn’t miss that.

 

“Don’t let your heart grow impatient. You will surely find a path to reach there as well.”

 

“-!”

 

As if knowing Moyong Geon’s troubled heart, Jegal Mun quietly consoled him.

 

“…I apologize. I showed an unseemly display.”

 

As if the ripples had been a lie, Moyong Geon’s heart settled calmly like a lake.

 

“Hehe, not at all. It’s proof that the Lord of Cheonui-hyang is still young. Isn’t youth about having boiling blood?”

 

“…I’m ashamed.”

 

“Seeing you makes me want to throw aside this pile of documents and practice swordsmanship.”

 

Moyong Geon slightly lowered his head and observed Jegal Mun’s complexion.

 

He looked peaceful and well.

 

Until recently, he had been coughing frequently, which had been worrying.

 

But now he seemed to have completely recovered his health.

 

Though Moyong Geon wouldn’t know the truth, that was indeed the case.

 

Since Jeok-un had detoxified the black flame in Jegal Mun’s body when leaving the Jegal Sega, strength had returned to Jegal Mun’s eyes and complexion.

 

“Well then, let’s gradually get to the main point.”

 

“I will listen carefully.”

 

Jegal Mun began with a serious voice.

 

“You will maintain your position as Lord of Cheonui-hyang publicly, while performing special missions in a newly created unit.”

 

“I accept the order.”

 

“Keep in mind that the most crucial aspect of the new unit is secrecy.”

 

“I will engrave it in my bones.”

 

Having accepted the order, Moyong Geon carefully asked.

 

Whatever the mission, there must be a target.

 

“Is Sadocheon the objective?”

 

“No.”

 

“Then are we monitoring internal movements?”

 

“That’s also not it.”

 

Jegal Mun shook his head and spoke with a serious voice.

 

“We will hunt the demonic forces hidden in Baekdo.”

 

“…!!”

 

“The new unit’s name is Mulmadae. And….”

 

Jegal Mun had not ignored the clues Jeok-un left behind.

 

Based on those clues, he pursued the Demonic Cult forces that had infiltrated the Martial Arts Alliance.

 

He had just recently caught traces of their demonic presence.

 

But it was only shadows at best.

 

That’s why he had summoned the Lord of Cheonui-hyang.

 

To confirm their identities and use his sword when necessary.

 

Jegal Mun finally named the unit’s leader.

 

“The head of Mulmadae will be none other than the Maengju himself.”

 

* * *

 

Expensive porcelain lay shattered and scattered, with books and desks strewn about indiscriminately.

 

“Arghhhh!! These vermin worse than bugs!!”

 

“Pl-please calm down, Family Head.”

 

At first glance it looked like the middle of a battlefield, but this was actually the family head’s office of Geumhwang Sangga.

 

“Shut up!! Everyone get out!!”

 

The cause of all this chaos was Oh Chu-baek.

 

Oh Chu-baek had been drinking and causing such disturbances daily recently.

 

Yang Pyeong, the acting chief, had tried to dissuade Oh Chu-baek but failed.

 

In the end, he could only dismiss everyone to avoid showing the master’s disgraceful behavior.

 

“Absolutely, absolutely cannot retreat like this. Do you think I, this Oh Chu-baek, would lose to you bastards!!”

 

Left alone in the room, Oh Chu-baek muttered as if spitting out the words.

 

But contrary to Oh Chu-baek’s bold words, Geumhwang Sangga’s current situation was heading toward the worst.

 

Even neighborhood shops had to pay protection money to thugs.

 

Needless to say for something like Geumhwang Sangga.

 

They would appear as prey a hundred, a thousand times more tempting than street vendors.

 

That’s why organizations of Geumhwang Sangga’s scale needed to have martial arts forces as backing, whether Jeongpa or Sapa.

 

Though Geumhwang Sangga had cultivated Jin-seong on their own, it was nothing compared to the Martial Arts Alliance, Sadocheon, and Heukpaesong.

 

But currently, Geumhwang Sangga had completely antagonized the Martial Arts Alliance.

 

And had been abandoned by Sadocheon as well.

 

Only one option remained: Heukpaesong.

 

“Arghh!! How dare they make such a proposal to me!!”

 

But their response was utterly insulting.

 

Riiip-!

 

Oh Chu-baek irritably tore up the letter.

 

The letter from Heukpaesong was different from before.

 

Before this trouble began, Heukpaesong had flattered them, suggesting they form ties.

 

But now they acted as if they were high officials, being arrogant and rude.

 

[Lower your tail obediently and pay tribute.]

 

[Then Heukpaesong will become your backing.]

 

The letter was long, but summarized, these two lines were everything.

 

No wonder Oh Chu-baek’s eyes rolled back.

 

In his entire life, this was the first time receiving such an arrogant and rude letter.

 

“Jeok-un…! That bastard, if only that bastard wasn’t there!! If I could just kill that bastard!!”

 

Oh Chu-baek ground his teeth thinking of Jeok-un, the source of all this trouble and his daughter’s enemy.

 

Just as murderous intent and madness flickered in his eyes.

 

“Hmm, Jeok-un. I keep hearing that bastard’s name everywhere.”

 

“!!”

 

His spine went cold.

 

At the suddenly heard voice he’d never heard before, Oh Chu-baek turned his head in panic.

 

But there was no one to his left or right.

 

‘Then could it be…?’

 

Oh Chu-baek swallowed dry saliva and looked behind him.

 

“Wh-who are you!”

 

“Keu, fine liquor indeed.”

 

A pale-faced handsome man he’d never seen before was drinking from Oh Chu-baek’s wine cup.

 

This was the family head’s office. Even though he’d dismissed his subordinates, there were guard forces.

 

If he raised his voice even slightly, they would come running barefoot.

 

‘Why…?’

 

But there was no sign of anyone.

 

It was quiet as a mouse, not even footsteps could be heard.

 

Oh Chu-baek’s complexion turned pale.

 

Then the man smiled coldly.

 

“Yeah, your guess is right. They’re all dead.”

 

“…!!”

 

The man emptied his cup once more and spoke playfully.

 

But his tone was chilling, and within it, cold and bloody killing intent oozed out thickly.

 

“Who, who might you be, honored sir…?”

 

“Me? I’m Ho Baek-seon.”

 

‘Ho Baek-seon…?’

 

No matter how much he racked his brain, it was a name he’d never heard in his life.

 

But one thing was certain.

 

‘An overwhelmingly powerful master…!’

 

Oh Chu-baek had met quite a few martial artists in his time.

 

After all, the Jin-hwang Sang-ga Family was one of the pillars of the Martial Arts Alliance.

 

But among them, there weren’t many who radiated the same overwhelming presence and aura as Ho Baek-seon did now.

 

No, this unknown energy emanating from the man was terrible and ferocious, like thousands of snakes covering his entire body.

 

“What are you doing? Sit down.”

 

“…I, I understand.”

 

“Now, listen to my story. I’m dying of frustration here.”

 

Strangely, Ho Baek-seon began speaking to Oh Chu-baek in an affectionate tone, as if he were visiting an old friend after a long time.

 

“Originally, I had a mission from my master. To find the corpse of that Dok-ma bastard, you see?”

 

“…”

 

“But no matter how much I searched, I couldn’t find a single trace. He definitely consumed the Gold Pavilion and fled. He probably ran off to some distant place like Seorok. It’s become quite a headache. I can’t return to the Gyo empty-handed.”

 

“…!”

 

At the mention of ‘Gyo,’ Oh Chu-baek’s mind raced.

 

The only clue.

 

The terrible energy covering his body was surely demonic energy.

 

‘Co-could it be the Hy-Hyeol-gyo?’

 

The first thing that came to mind was the Sa-gyo group that was said to deceive people and operate in the shadows.

 

But they only sought the completion of wicked sorcery.

 

He had heard they thoroughly hid their identity and never revealed themselves above the surface…

 

“Kehe, old man. You look so cute when you’re thinking hard. Makes me want to pluck it out and keep it in my room.”

 

“…I, I’m sorry.”

 

At the words containing such terrible content, Oh Chu-baek immediately bowed his head.

 

Then Ho Baek-seon continued with his characteristic chilling smile.

 

“Anyway, if I return like this, that master bastard will throw me back into Suryeon-dong. So, I’m thinking of bringing back something comparable to Dok-ma’s corpse.”

 

“…”

 

Oh Chu-baek unconsciously squeezed his eyes shut.

 

He thought he knew what Ho Baek-seon’s ‘business’ was about.

 

“Jin-jun, Oh Chu-baek. Offer your family to ‘Shin-ma.'”

 

“!!”

 

Something comparable.

 

That was precisely his Geumhwang Sangga.

 

Just as Oh Chu-baek’s expression was colored with despair at this absurd threat.

 

Ho Baek-seon slowly approached and placed his hand on Oh Chu-baek’s head.

 

“Kup?! Wh-what? Keuaaak!!”

 

“Be grateful. You are gloriously receiving even a fragment of your master’s power.”

 

Ho Baek-seon’s demonic energy settled into Oh Chu-baek.

 

‘Sa-save me, keukeuk!!’

 

Oh Chu-baek felt like he was dying from the pain of all his nerves being torn apart and his entire body twisting—

 

But in an instant, everything was reversed.

 

Thump! Thump thump!

 

His heartbeat echoed like war drums, and his vision was dyed blood red.

 

It felt as if he had been forcibly flung to the terrible opposite side of the world.

 

But then it happened.

 

—Follow me. Then you shall obtain everything.

 

Beyond the realm of humanity.

 

The voice of an inhuman existence echoed in his ears.

 

“Ah, aah.”

 

Watching Oh Chu-baek’s eyes as his fear disappeared and became covered only with vile desire.

 

Ssanghyung, Ho Baek-seon wore a mad smile.

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