The God of Death and the God of War - Chapter 94
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Evil Hegemon Martial God
Chapter 94
-Half an hour earlier.
Jeok-un raced swiftly across the waves of the Janggang River.
His speed was comparable to that of a fast ship.
But no one noticed Jeok-un.
Because he left no trace whatsoever.
Though he kicked off the water as he ran, no ripples formed, and no sound was made, so no one could tell that Jeok-un was moving.
‘Now I feel like I can truly live. Even the world’s greatest movement technique can’t match your power, Ochu.’
Wooong!
Ochu, wrapped around Jeok-un’s feet, resonated.
It was pleased to receive praise.
Indeed. This terrifying lightness skill that far surpassed water-walking techniques was entirely due to Ochu’s abilities.
Originally, lightness skills and footwork techniques operate centered on the Yongcheon acupoint.
The most common method is to condense and release internal energy from the Yongcheon acupoint.
Using a kind of explosive force, one could ignore inertia and run in right angles or move several zhang in a single leap.
But Ochu’s abilities were different.
Ochu itself absorbed the energy of nature, stored it away, and when needed, released it like now.
However, unlike typical lightness skills, instead of using explosive force, the released power was harmonized to not go against the natural flow.
That’s why he could freely race across vast rivers like the Janggang.
Despite displaying lightness skills close to divine might, there was no sign of strain whatsoever.
‘Found it.’
Then, in the distance, he saw Jin-hwang Sang-ga’s fleet.
One ship, two ships…
At a glance, it appeared to be over dozens of ships – truly a grand fleet.
Even facing such overwhelming scale and numbers, there was no change in Jeok-un’s eyes.
No, rather they only shone coldly and chillingly.
‘I can clearly see how things are going without even looking.’
With the Demonic Cult’s power backing him, Oh Chu-baek would have no reason to hesitate.
Rather, as if using his past failure as momentum, he forced himself to create an even larger trade venture.
The result was the grand fleet before his eyes.
‘With such a massive deal, if the trade succeeded, he could reverse the entire situation at once.’
So it wasn’t a bad choice.
Of course.
That was assuming he wasn’t here.
‘It will be a grave miscalculation, Oh Chu-baek.’
Jeok-un sneered coldly and spread his energy.
Swaaaa.
The quietly spreading energy slowly but densely spread widely across the water surface.
Perhaps because he had reached the Hyeon-gyeong realm.
Though Jeok-un’s energy was vast beyond measure, it wasn’t foreign at all.
Yes, it resembled nature itself.
Like nature’s touch that embraces all things widely.
Jeok-un’s energy swallowed the entire grand fleet like a dense net, and soon grasped everything.
Jin-hwang Sang-ga’s warriors, hired ronin, and.
Even the Demonic Cult’s demons who were thoroughly hiding their demonic energy.
‘As expected, Geom-ma’s disciple didn’t come.’
Unfortunately, Ho Baek-seon’s energy couldn’t be felt within the fleet.
He probably judged that the Gwirryeongdae under his command would be sufficient.
Because most enemies could be eliminated at the Gwirryeongdae level.
But unfortunately for the Gwirryeongdae.
‘I’m not at an ordinary level.’
Jeok-un lightly warmed up his body.
It would be a lie to say he wasn’t disappointed…
Well, it’s fine.
The Gwirryeongdae was also one of the Demonic Cult’s Eighteen.
If he swept them away, the Demonic Cult’s strength would weaken accordingly.
‘Is this the first time since Yasudomma?’
It was truly a long-awaited opportunity to sweep away the Demonic Cult’s dogs.
Just that thought alone made ecstasy surge in his heart.
Swaaaa!
As his heart moved, his internal energy stirred, and soon his white hair began to flutter.
Under the moonlight, Jeok-un’s face was revealed.
Surprisingly, his appearance was completely different from Jeok-un.
Snow-pale skin and blade-straight eyebrows.
Tightly closed lips and a very stubborn-looking impression.
His age appeared to be around thirty.
From any angle, he looked like a magnificent man who would capture one’s gaze.
This was Sintu and Muyeong Gate’s secret technique and treasure.
An appearance created using the Thousand Faces Paper obtained from the Sachenbo Treasure Vault.
Though it was as thin as paper and didn’t feel like a mask.
Just by attaching this to one’s face, one could change to any desired appearance.
There was one reason why Jeok-un wore the Thousand Faces Paper and hid his identity.
Was he afraid of his identity being revealed to the Demonic Cult?
Absolutely not. It was the opposite reason.
‘Those cunning bastards won’t easily approach ‘Jeok-un’ who has now become a core member of Sadocheon. I need to create a ‘new identity’ that the Demonic Cult demons can approach more easily.’
Due to his rising prominence from the Tongseong County incident, the Demonic Cult couldn’t rashly approach Jeok-un.
Because if their secretly operating demonic traces were revealed while approaching Jeok-un, it would be problematic.
But there were also constraints for Jeok-un to strike at the Demonic Cult first.
‘There are also Demonic Cult branches and sub-branches operating while hiding their identities. I know where they are since I visited them before my regression, but they’re too far from Sadocheon’s territory.’
Physical distance was the biggest constraint.
With so much work still piled up in Sadocheon, he couldn’t suddenly depart for distant places.
So instead of him going to them, he had to make them come to him.
‘For that, there’s really only one method.’
Creating a new identity.
So before coming here, Jeok-un called Hwang-no and gave him several instructions.
-Hwang-no, you’ll need to become me for a while.
-…Pardon?
That was for Hwang-no to act as Jeok-un.
In other words, he asked him to be Jeok-un’s ‘double.’
Though it might seem impossible, it was actually very easy for Hwang-no.
Hwang-no was the former world’s greatest assassin.
Assassins must be skilled not only in killing but also in infiltration and stealth.
After all, Hwang-no was already living under a new identity in Sadocheon to avoid the Demonic Cult’s pursuit.
He possessed more than enough disguise techniques and voice-changing skills to deceive everyone.
-And while we’re at it, there’s another favor I’d like to ask.
-Please command me anything.
-I need to properly train the Baekya Division members.
The second request was training the Baekya Division.
Even if he wanted to give them the Zhu Huan Pills, they needed to have the foundation first.
Without a foundation for the elixir’s energy to sprout and grow, it would be like throwing it on the ground.
‘Since I told them to torment him as much as possible, he must be tasting hell right now.’
From far away, it seemed like Beondan’s screams could be heard.
The Demonic Cult’s information network spreads like poisonous mushrooms throughout the Central Plains.
But if one knows nothing, that’s one thing.
In a situation where one knows the reality, deceiving the system’s weaknesses wasn’t difficult.
‘With this, the Demonic Cult will have no choice but to be completely fooled.’
Jeok-un organized his thoughts and gathered his energy.
Whoooosh!
Energy roared from deep within his dantian.
But its form was strange.
It wasn’t the usual grandeur and domineering aura of Paecheon Singi.
It was in the form of extremely bizarre and ominous demonic energy.
But surprisingly, this too was entirely the mystery of Paecheon Singi.
Paecheon Singi was energy that began from defying heaven by its very nature.
While its essence didn’t change, disguising its shell to look like demonic energy was a simple matter.
And now Jeok-un planned to create a new identity based on this demonic energy.
Hundreds of years ago, one who drove the entire Central Plains into terror.
‘As a predecessor who inherited Bing Bai Wu Di’s power and an absolute demon.’
If he slaughtered the great fleet and Gwirryeongdae before his eyes, and tore apart even Ho Baek-seon.
‘The Demonic Cult will have no choice but to chase after me, one hundred out of one hundred times.’
That was the Demonic Cult’s natural law.
Whether to kill him.
Or to recruit him to their side.
The Demonic Cult would have no choice but to approach him.
With such sweet fantasies of prey walking into his trap on their own feet.
“Well then, now-.”
Let’s play!
Whoosh!
Crash!
Jeok-un lifted his foot high and struck down at the ground like splitting firewood with an axe.
Craaaaaash-!
This created a mad wave that swallowed the fleet’s leading ship.
* * *
In terms of shape, a ship has a structure close to a rectangle.
The form that’s short horizontally and long vertically mechanically ensures stability and increases efficiency.
Conversely, if waves hit the side of a vertically long ship.
“Ugh, aaaaah!”
“S-save me!”
The ship is structurally most vulnerable and can do nothing.
Crack crack crack…!
The mast swayed and then broke.
Timber thicker than a human torso rolled across the deck, crushing people and objects indiscriminately.
“Cough!”
“Grrrr…!”
Most of the ronin on the leading ship, who had been drinking, were just getting beaten up on the swaying deck.
Most fell into the river water, and the rest were injured by being struck by the mast, deck, or broken door panels.
“Get away! Get away, I say!”
“The, the helm…!”
This wasn’t just the leading ship’s problem.
The fleet was moving in formation at regular intervals.
When the lead ship was ambushed and capsized, it was obvious that the ships following behind would get caught up in it.
Clang clang clang-!
Belatedly, alarm bells rang out noisily.
Only then did the fleet’s navigator and Gwirryeongdae’s Budaeju, who realized the situation, burst out in anger.
“What on earth is happening-?!”
Budaeju couldn’t finish his words.
His eyes were filled only with bewilderment as he confirmed the surrounding situation.
“Enemy!”
“We’re under enemy attack!”
“…!”
When he quickly focused energy into his eyes to look, he finally saw it.
Crash crash crash!
Craaash!
A single madman with flowing white hair slaughtering their allies.
‘…Who the hell is that bastard?’
In the midst of great chaos, that person alone seemed to be in a different situation.
As if he had casually come out for a stroll, he stood with his hands behind his back, acting completely leisurely.
But the problem was that this casual evening walk brought about a terrible hellscape.
“Grrk!”
“S-save- Guk!”
Thwack!
Crack!
Each time his foot flashed, the ronin’s faces or chests were crushed.
Or their spines and knees bent in directions they shouldn’t bend.
But what caught Budaeju’s attention was something else.
It was the extremely vivid demonic energy erupting from the madman’s body.
“Who the hell are you!”
“Do you think you’ll be safe after doing this to Geumhwang Sangga!”
Then Jin-hwang Sang-ga’s warriors shouted in rage.
Even at those desperate screams, the opponent only showed a cold smile.
Despite being the very person who created this hellscape, no emotion showed on the opponent’s face.
“Insignificant vermin of the Central Plains.”
The moment the madman spoke, everyone standing on the ship staggered.
Some coughed up black blood.
It wasn’t even a loud shout, just simple words.
But the internal energy contained within was on a different dimension.
“From which position do you dare raise your voice?”
Position was a word that strictly revealed hierarchical order.
A word mainly used when a clear superior disciplines a subordinate.
But now, no one on the ship criticized Jeok-un’s choice of words.
“This lord is the master of Seolcheon, Namga-il.”
Seolcheon.
Namga-il.
Neither Gwirryeongdae’s warriors nor Geumhwang Sangga’s warriors.
It was a name no one had ever heard anywhere.
Looking down at the terror-stricken enemies like this.
Namga-il, no, Jeok-un declared.
“I am the being who will destroy you bastards who dared covet Seolcheon’s treasure.”
Your calamity has now come.
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