The God of Death and the God of War - Chapter 99
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Evil Hegemon Martial God
Chapter 99
Top of a small mountain.
Baek-eun Byeong-ma Namga-il.
No, Jeok-un revealed a smile across his face and rejoiced.
“Hehe, completely messed up, aren’t they.”
In Gangho, Namga-il called himself ‘Bon-jwa’ and showed a heavy and serious demeanor in his words, actions, and attitude.
Considering that most Marin were impulsive and emotional, this was quite distinctive and he was evaluated as cold and rational.
“To think they’re having headaches because of guys climbing over walls to steal the merchant house’s treasures in the middle of the night. What a sight, you old fool.”
It was a completely opposite appearance.
Naturally, because the true identity of Baek-eun Byeong-ma Namga-il was Jeok-un.
Caw!
At that moment, a crow sitting on Jeok-un’s shoulder let out a cry and flapped its wings.
“Hungry? Got it. Eat this for now. I’ll finish reading quickly.”
When Jeok-un handed over some dried mountain berries, the crow pecked at the fruit with its beak.
Meanwhile, Jeok-un finished reading the letter.
-Jin-hwang Sang-ga Manor, multiple infiltration attempts confirmed to obtain Bing Bai Wu Di’s treasures.
-To handle the chaos caused by this, existing security personnel were largely reinforced with internal staff. External security was supplemented with newly hired personnel. Currently confirmed…
-Jin-hwang Sang-ga’s external security is organized in three tiers. The outermost consists of former Salak members from recently destroyed sects…
-No movement from the Martial Arts Alliance to help Jin-hwang Sang-ga.
-The two major factions within the Martial Arts Alliance appear determined to maintain strict neutrality…
The systematically organized data contained all kinds of classified information.
It included not only Jin-hwang Sang-ga’s internal affairs, but also security status, personnel, organizational charts, and composition.
Moreover, as evidenced by the inclusion of reactions from within the Martial Arts Alliance, not just Jin-hwang Sang-ga.
This wasn’t information you could obtain by slipping some money to just any nobody.
At minimum, it was information that would require the Beggar’s Sect to go all out from Jeongpa, or the Hao Sect to move from Sapa.
But there was one more group that could gather such information.
Caw-
The clue was right there beside Jeok-un – this crow acting cute and asking for more fruit.
A crow with intelligence and spirituality incomparably superior to Jin-hwang Sang-ga’s pigeons.
It was a Hak-yeong.
And in the Nine Provinces Rivers and Lakes, there was exactly one organization in Central Plains that used Hak-yeong.
“Hehe, very good. That Igyeom fellow must have stayed up for several days and nights.”
It was the Eastern Depot that Eon Igyeom belonged to.
Jeok-un was making very good use of the fact that Eon Igyeom was an executive of the Eastern Depot.
When he requested necessary information using the Eastern Depot’s intelligence network, the Eastern Depot would collect it.
Using the information network the Eastern Depot had built, it wasn’t particularly difficult or troublesome work.
That’s why it was the Eastern Depot.
The next hurdle was delivering the collected information, which was solved using Hak-yeong.
The result was exactly this.
Once a day, he received information collected via Hak-yeong and sent new requirements tied to its leg.
Since the requirements changed daily, and the urgent messages also contained threats involving his family’s treasures.
Eon Igyeom would be tearing his hair out for a while, losing sleep and running around frantically.
‘Well, that’s not my concern, is it?’
Those who touched him had to pay the proper price, didn’t they?
Jeok-un thought this way and organized the letter’s contents once more in his head.
‘First, I’ve memorized Jin-hwang Sang-ga’s layout, so moving on. The Martial Arts Alliance is…’
To destroy Jin-hwang Sang-ga, the most important thing was the Martial Arts Alliance’s reaction.
It went exactly as Jeok-un had expected.
The Martial Arts Alliance showed no reaction whatsoever.
‘They chose complete neutrality regarding the variable called Baek-eun Byeong-ma.’
Since appearing as Baek-eun Byeong-ma in Jijiang County, Jeok-un had moved openly.
His direction was northwest, and he had completely destroyed all of Jin-hwang Sang-ga’s branches along the way.
Originally, according to principle, the Martial Arts Alliance should have stepped in to stop such a Marin when he appeared.
They would have formed capture or elimination squads, blocked his path and tightened escape routes while slowly closing in.
As long as Hubei was the Martial Arts Alliance’s territory, it was practically their duty to handle this.
But-.
The Martial Arts Alliance showed no reaction whatsoever.
‘They don’t want to endure unnecessary conflict for Jin-hwang Sang-ga, which offers them no real benefit.’
The martial prowess displayed by Baek-eun Byeong-ma was definitely not at a level to ignore.
A master estimated to have reached at least the peak of Hwagyeong.
To capture or eliminate such a master, the Martial Arts Alliance would also have to accept casualties.
But considering the great cause and banner the Martial Arts Alliance always proclaimed, they should certainly accept such costs.
Yet the Martial Arts Alliance had not stepped forward until now.
Some explained the reason for their silence as lacking justification.
The damage caused by Baek-eun Byeong-ma was concentrated solely on Jin-hwang Sang-ga.
If he didn’t harm civilians and focused his revenge only on Jin-hwang Sang-ga, the Martial Arts Alliance lacked justification to move.
‘Bullshit. It just doesn’t match their calculations.’
Jeok-un snorted at this.
The Martial Arts Alliance that cried for chivalry and moved for justice had disappeared long ago.
The current Martial Arts Alliance was like merchants who only calculated profit and moved only when the cost-benefit analysis worked out.
‘Besides, even if Father’s side tried to move, the Tang family would be frantically blocking them.’
Among the news Eon Igyeom brought was information about the Martial Arts Alliance’s interior.
The current Martial Arts Alliance was split in half to the point where it could be called internal strife.
After spending a long time criticizing the two-faced nature of the Baekdo bastards to Hak-yeong, Jeok-un.
“Oh, look at this.”
His eyes lit up when he saw the last paragraph of the letter.
There was a line he had wanted to see for a long time.
-Yukhoenbang stronghold, identification complete.
The Yukhoenbang bastards who had joined hands with Doyecheon and raised their heads from the shadows.
They had found the hideout of the sect members who had been hiding in Gangho for so long.
Jeok-un was genuinely impressed.
“As expected of the Eastern Depot. To find this already. No, should I say the Imperial Palace’s power is impressive?”
Jeok-un slowly rose from his seat.
A chilling killing intent gleamed in Jeok-un’s eyes.
His destination after crushing Jin-hwang Sang-ga was decided.
Then Jeok-un turned his gaze down the mountain.
The vast landscape of Yichang County spread out before him.
A place impossibly far away seemed right before his eyes.
“Well then, shall we go collect Jin-jun’s head now?”
Jin-hwang Sang-ga’s main estate, where gold was said to be piled like mountains.
It was the destination Jeok-un had been seeking.
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‘Hehe, what easy money this is.’
Naeng Jwagi desperately held back his laughter from leaking out beneath his mask.
Naeng Jwagi, the Bloodless Dark Guest, was a special-grade assassin whose hiring fee was astronomically expensive.
The seventh member of the Seven Divine Killers, representing the seven strongest assassins in the martial world.
As mentioned before, while he normally received enormous fees, Jin-hwang Sang-ga who hired him this time paid twice his usual fee.
And that was just the advance payment.
Yet the job content was ridiculously easy too.
Here, they were keeping watch at the outskirts of Geumhwang Sangga, and once the target appeared, they would eliminate him and be done.
That’s why it was easy money.
It wasn’t difficult work, yet they were receiving a massive sum for it.
[Unit 14, no anomalies detected.]
[Unit 12, anomaly occurred. Intruder eliminated.]
Just then, a telepathic message reached Naeng Jwagi’s ears.
[Unit 12, report in detail.]
[Intruder confirmed as local slash-and-burn farmer. Eliminated and disposed of to prevent variables.]
[Well done. It’s better to eliminate factors that might contaminate our encirclement.]
Naeng Jwagi sent telepathic messages toward the thicket that had grown waist-high around him and the numerous large trees.
All the previous reports had been sent by subordinates that Naeng Jwagi had spread extensively throughout this area.
‘Hehe, this feels good. I’m ordering around like slaves the very men who spent their lives chasing me to kill me.’
Naeng Jwagi smiled coldly as he watched his subordinates who showed absolute obedience to his words.
These were all survivors of Salak, one of the three great assassination sects of the Central Plains that had recently been annihilated.
Naeng Jwagi was also from Salak like them, but his relationship with them had not been good.
In the past, he had killed Gak-ju’s son and fled.
But after escaping like that, his luck had actually turned for the better.
He had gained a fortuitous encounter and became one of the Shenzhou Seven Killers like this.
‘But who really massacred the Salak men?’
In truth, assassination sects being destroyed due to grudges was a common occurrence.
However, there were many ambiguous points about Salak’s annihilation process.
As if some invisible hand had moved, all of Salak’s key figures including Gak-ju had become ghosts overnight.
And their secretly operated hideouts had been completely erased.
Naeng Jwagi, who had suddenly become a free man, had even offered wine to his unknown benefactor in celebration of his sect’s destruction.
But there was something even more joyful than that.
‘Hehe, these vermin crawled here on their own feet.’
The few survivors from Salak had come seeking Naeng Jwagi, begging for their lives.
The mysterious group pursuing them was too powerful, so they had knelt and begged Naeng Jwagi to protect their lives.
At first, he had thought about killing them all.
But he soon changed his mind and accepted them.
As you can see, it was to use them like slaves.
‘Hehe, once I eliminate the target here and receive the full payment, I’ll establish a new assassination sect to replace Salak! Then I’ll spend my whole life playing and eating while using those bastards like slaves!’
Naeng Jwagi laughed greedily as he pictured his happy future.
And he had reason to be this confident.
Summarizing the information he had received so far, his target was a Bingong master who wielded Eum Han-ji-gi like his own limbs.
However, this place was the optimal stage created by Naeng Jwagi and the remnants of Salak.
There was only one narrow path for entry.
With plenty of places to take cover, including thickets and trees that blocked vision.
If the enemy walked in boldly as he had done so far, it was the perfect location for an ambush.
‘No matter what his martial prowess, the moment he sets foot in a space prepared by assassins, he’s a dead man…!’
It was just as his confidence was rising.
Swoooosh.
Suddenly, an tremendous cold was felt.
‘What the…!’
Even breathing became difficult.
A coldness that seemed like it would freeze his lungs and harden his blood vessels.
Naeng Jwagi was momentarily flustered, but soon circulated his internal energy throughout his body and calmly responded to the yin energy.
The time this took was extremely brief. But in that short time…
‘My subordinates’ auras…!’
He noticed that the auras of his hidden subordinates had disappeared.
They had been hunted.
Naeng Jwagi bit his teeth tightly and sharpened his energy detection to maximum sensitivity.
If there was an enemy, they would surely be nearby.
The moment Naeng Jwagi concentrated so intensely that his eyes became bloodshot.
“You beasts seem to think that hiding your claws is the way.”
“…!”
Crack crack crack!
Swoooosh!
A voice came from behind.
When the startled Naeng Jwagi turned around, pure white frost had begun settling on all the surrounding terrain.
‘Wh-what!’
At this monstrosity that even reversed nature’s seasons, Naeng Jwagi’s complexion rapidly hardened.
Amidst that chaotic situation, that same voice was heard.
“No matter how Bon-jwa looks at it, you insects seem to be waiting to be stepped on.”
A voice even colder and more chilling than the frost that covered the surroundings.
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