The God of Death and the God of War - Chapter 80

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Evil Hegemon Martial God

 

Chapter 80

 

‘Damn it. Things are really tangled up now.’

 

Gwak Dae-mo, the Daeju of Taesan Unit, thought to himself as he surveyed his surroundings.

 

Only five people were seated in the vast conference hall.

 

The meeting room was as cold as a howling northern blizzard.

 

Was it because there were so few people?

 

No.

 

It wasn’t because of the headcount.

 

It was because Doyecheon, the Bucheonju sitting at the head seat, was in a very foul mood.

 

Doyecheon’s face, which was always overflowing with composure, was coldly frozen.

 

‘Gulp…’

 

Gwak Dae-mo even swallowed his saliva carefully as he observed the others.

 

Across from him sat Ham Baek, the Intelligence Danzu, and next to him sat Hwang Jin-rang, the Guest Reception Danzu, but even these Danzu-level officials didn’t dare open their mouths.

 

‘If I get caught making one wrong move here, my head will fly off immediately.’

 

It wasn’t a joke – his head could really fly off.

 

The current situation was that serious.

 

Gwak Dae-mo’s head was throbbing.

 

‘No matter how much I think about it, I just can’t understand. How does it make sense that we’re driven into this situation because of that one little brat Jeok-un?’

 

That’s right. The culprit behind all this was undoubtedly Jeok-un.

 

Until he left to take on an impossible mission – a black mission that was essentially no different from suicide – Gwak Dae-mo had felt as refreshed as if a painful tooth had been pulled.

 

How could he not be pleased when that guy, who despite being merely the Daeju of Oecheon Unit dared to rebel against Doyecheon, the real power of Sadocheon, and clash with him at every turn, was going to die by his own feet?

 

But a few days after that guy left, shocking news arrived.

 

‘It was already surprising that the Bucheonju sent the Hyeol-sal-dae, but for all of them to die…’

 

When Gwak Dae-mo first heard it, he unconsciously retorted ‘Don’t talk nonsense.’

 

Because he couldn’t believe it even after hearing it.

 

And for good reason – what kind of place was the Hyeol-sal-dae?

 

It was Doyecheon’s strongest dagger, the unit where the Nine Paths master Jang Ju-hwan served as Daeju.

 

Though Gwak Dae-mo was also a Daeju of the Ten Heavenly Commanders, he was a master skilled enough that Gwak Dae-mo himself admitted he was inferior by one level.

 

The Hyeol-sal-dae with such a Jang Ju-hwan was annihilated?

 

How could he believe this?

 

But this wasn’t the end.

 

‘No, it was rather the beginning.’

 

Reports of Jeok-un’s victories from Tongseong County began arriving endlessly.

 

Attack on the Martial Arts Alliance branch.

 

Elimination of Tang Meng.

 

Destruction of Heukpaesong’s Extreme Bliss Island.

 

Recovery of the Snow Soul Hand Blade.

 

And the final punctuation mark.

 

The complete unification of Tongseong County.

 

While the three major forces piled up mountains of corpses, Tongseong County, which had belonged to no one.

 

Under Jeok-un’s hand, it became Sadocheon’s.

 

Every member of Sadocheon without exception couldn’t help but be shocked.

 

‘Is this even possible?’

 

Gwak Dae-mo went over it several times, but it didn’t seem real.

 

Especially since Jeok-un was riding high on success while Doyecheon and their own situation was plummeting in the opposite direction, making it even more unbelievable.

 

‘Damn it, while that guy was gaining fame, we’ve been suffering like dogs just erasing traces of Geumhwang Sangga.’

 

The relationship with Geumhwang Sangga was Doyecheon’s reverse scale.

 

Because it involved joining hands with the hostile force Geumhwang Sangga to try to assassinate a member belonging to Sadocheon.

 

Doyecheon ordered Gwak Dae-mo to erase the connection with Geumhwang Sangga, and Gwak Dae-mo ran around until he got heat rash on his soles to carry this out.

 

But there was something even Gwak Dae-mo didn’t know.

 

The Intelligence Danzu and Guest Reception Danzu were even busier than him.

 

The two had devoted all their efforts to tracking Doyecheon’s slush funds that Jeok-un had siphoned off.

 

But to state the conclusion.

 

They found no traces whatsoever.

 

It was truly a situation of total chaos.

 

But to make matters worse, there was another anxiety factor.

 

‘Damn it! If that guy returns and digs into the connection with Ya-ju…!’

 

Before departing on the black mission, Jeok-un had demanded the position of chief investigator for the ‘Ya-ju incident’ as compensation.

 

A guy who clashed with Doyecheon at every turn would surely try to investigate with all his might.

 

Then the Ya-ju incident would put a blade to their necks.

 

‘What on earth should we do about this…’

 

It was when Gwak Dae-mo was inwardly groaning and pondering a breakthrough.

 

“My lord, may this subordinate dare offer an opinion?”

 

“…?!”

 

In the coldly settled atmosphere, Gwanghon Daeju Dojuman opened his mouth.

 

Including Doyecheon, the two Danzu of Intelligence and Guest Reception, and himself.

 

While everyone had dark expressions, only Dojuman’s expression was bright.

 

Could he not feel the cold atmosphere?

 

Or had that guy found some exquisite scheme that could resolve this situation?

 

‘…That doesn’t seem likely.’

 

Gwak Dae-mo was anxious.

 

Whenever that son of the Bucheonju, who had no sense whatsoever, made that expression, he always caused some serious trouble.

 

“Speak.”

 

“I heard that the Snow Soul Hand Blade that Baek-ya Daeju recovered provides great help to warriors who have learned the Yin Cold Energy technique.”

 

“So?”

 

…As expected, it’s nonsense.

 

Gwak Dae-mo inwardly sighed and tightly closed his eyes.

 

“As you know, this subordinate is learning the Yin Cold Energy technique. So if my lord would bestow the Snow Soul Hand Blade upon me, I would make great progress in my martial arts. After that, I will eliminate Jeok-un, the root cause of all this trouble…! Gack!”

 

With a death rattle-like scream, Dojuman’s words were cut off.

 

Crack!

 

With an eerie rupturing sound, a light breeze tickled his earlobes.

 

Doyecheon, who had kicked back his chair and risen, approached Dojuman and slammed his head straight into the desk.

 

Thud.

 

Dojuman, with his face buried in the desk, was unconscious.

 

His nose was completely caved in, looking like a lump of clay.

 

Somehow the nostrils remained, and blood poured out like a waterfall from there.

 

“Worthless vermin.”

 

Doyecheon kicked his unconscious son away while sending a look of contempt.

 

Still, being blood relatives, not killing his own flesh and blood with his own hands was Doyecheon’s last mercy.

 

“Ham Baek.”

 

“Command me, my lord.”

 

“From today, the position of Gwanghon Daeju will be transferred to someone else. Find a suitable candidate.”

 

“I obey.”

 

Dojuman lost his position as Daeju of the Ten Heavenly Commanders.

 

However, Doyecheon’s orders didn’t end there.

 

[Hwang Jin-rang.]

 

[Yes, yes. My lord.]

 

[Change the letter to be sent to Yukhoenbang. Tell them we need to eliminate one more person, and quickly get a date for a meeting.]

 

[…I obey!]

 

Doyecheon didn’t say who the additional person would be.

 

But given the context, it could only be ‘Jeok-un’.

 

So now the Six Souls Sect had two targets.

 

Saja Dohuang, Dokgo Cheon and.

 

Black Heaven Mad Dragon Jeok-un.

 

They would eliminate both men.

 

But then it happened.

 

Waaaaaaah!!

 

Suddenly, tremendous cheers erupted from outside.

 

Even though the meeting room was quite far from the main street, the cheers were so loud they made the meeting room ring and echo – just how enormous must those cheers have been.

 

Doyecheon’s expression hardened upon hearing those cheers.

 

The other subordinates except Doyecheon were the same.

 

Massive cheers as if some festival had begun.

 

There was only one reason for such roars to erupt.

 

‘Jeok-un…!’

 

The hero who had restored Sadocheon’s pride.

 

Black Heaven Mad Dragon, Jeok-un had returned to Sadocheon’s headquarters in Changsha.

 

* * *

 

“Waaaaaaah!”

 

“Black Heaven Mad Dragon! Black Heaven Mad Dragon!”

 

“Jeok-un! Jeok-un!”

 

As they came out of the meeting room, the cheers became clearer.

 

It was just cheers and stomping from gathered crowds.

 

But the streets of Changsha shook and rang as if an earthquake had struck.

 

‘…To think I must welcome the return of an enemy.’

 

Doyecheon clenched his teeth tightly.

 

Otherwise, he felt like he would reveal his true feelings immediately.

 

But he couldn’t avoid this occasion either.

 

The timing of Jeok-un’s return had already been announced to headquarters several days ago.

 

At this point, Sadocheonju Dokgo Cheon had publicly declared he would personally come out to greet Jeok-un.

 

When the Sadocheonju was coming out, the Bucheonju couldn’t not appear.

 

Because of this, Doyecheon had to work hard at managing his expression, forcing himself to smile until his facial muscles nearly cramped.

 

“Bucheonju, please come quickly.”

 

Upon arriving at the main gate of headquarters, Dokgo Cheon, who had arrived first, welcomed Doyecheon.

 

“…I didn’t know you would arrive first.”

 

“Sadocheon has cause for celebration – I simply couldn’t wait inside.”

 

As Dokgo Cheon said, the achievements Jeok-un had accomplished were great cause for celebration for Sadocheon.

 

Sadocheon, which had only been pushed back by Heukpaesong recently, had made the Martial Arts Alliance lose face and slapped Heukpaesong across the cheek.

 

Even after acting that way, they had swallowed up Tongseong County without any conflict whatsoever.

 

It was natural that Jeok-un’s presence had completely changed between when he left Sadocheon and when he returned.

 

‘It’s grown tremendously.’

 

The proof was that not only martial artists belonging to Sadocheon, but even ordinary common people had come out in droves.

 

Usually common people are too busy with their livelihoods to pay attention to Gangho affairs.

 

Those common people had voluntarily come out to the streets.

 

All just to catch a glimpse of Jeok-un’s face.

 

They were curious about what the person who had achieved such great accomplishments that everyone was talking about looked like.

 

It was curiosity, but also awe and pride.

 

If such a strong martial artist lived in their land, other forces wouldn’t dare attack recklessly.

 

Their homes would be that much safer.

 

“There he comes!”

 

“It’s the Black Heaven Mad Dragon!!”

 

Then someone shouted.

 

At those words, all the spectators began murmuring.

 

Doyecheon also concentrated his eyesight.

 

Indeed, he could see human silhouettes in the distance.

 

More precisely, silhouettes of a person and horse.

 

Someone was riding a horse, and beside them a person who looked like a servant was following.

 

‘…Jang Bo-heom?’

 

Though there was still quite a distance remaining, Doyecheon saw clearly.

 

The servant leading the horse was none other than Jang Bo-heom.

 

Then the person on the horse must be Jeok-un.

 

Grind-!

 

Doyecheon unconsciously ground his teeth.

 

Meanwhile, Jeok-un and his party approached close to the main gate of headquarters.

 

“It’s the Black Heaven Mad Dragon!!”

 

“Uwaaaaaaah!”

 

The martial artists and common people burst into cheers.

 

Jang Bo-heom had a triumphant expression, while Jeok-un on horseback was relatively calm.

 

But that made the common people even more enthusiastic.

 

It felt like the bearing of a hero, as if it was nothing special.

 

He was truly a triumphant general.

 

He was the very person who had brought back the lost glory of the past and the victory report that Sadocheon had longed for.

 

‘You bastard…’

 

Killing intent flickered in Doyecheon’s eyes as he glared at Jeok-un.

 

At that moment.

 

“…!”

 

Jeok-un and Doyecheon’s gazes met in the void.

 

As if he knew he would be glared at.

 

Even though Jeok-un met Doyecheon’s murderous gaze, he seemed unaffected.

 

Rather, he clearly curled up one corner of his mouth.

 

It was an unmistakable sneer to anyone watching.

 

It wasn’t simply mixed with mockery alone.

 

Just as Doyecheon had done, chillingly cold killing intent was also contained in that smile.

 

The main street and its edges were filled with martial artists and people cheering and going wild over Jeok-un’s return.

 

But now it seemed as if only two people remained on this street.

 

Then, Jeok-un moved his lips slightly.

 

At the words the opponent uttered, Doyecheon’s face crumpled like a demon’s.

 

‘You’

 

‘are’

 

‘al-‘

 

‘rea-‘

 

‘dy’

 

‘dead.’

 

Jeok-un declared.

 

Doyecheon’s final end.

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