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“Damn it! This son of a beaaaast!”

Mount Hua’s disciples ran like the wind toward Chung Myung.

“Ru- Run a bit more gently… My body feels like it’s shattering…”

The vibrations from the footsteps were enough to make his body feel like being torn apart, but the words did not seem to reach the ears of Mount Hua’s disciples. Jo-Gol, who ran the fastest, aggressively threw himself onto Chung Myung.

“Hey! Are you okay? Huh?”

Jo-Gol grabbed Chung Myung’s neck and shook him violently.

“Did you get cut somewhere? Are you okay?”

“G- Gol!”

“Hey, man! Why aren’t you answering?”

“You crazy punk! You’re going to kill him!”

“Huh?”

Only then did Jo-Gol come to his senses and look down at Chung Myung. His eyes had rolled back, and he seemed on the verge of death. Jo-Gol let go of his hand and cleared his throat.

“No… I’m just worried….”

Chung Myung, who almost died at the hands of neither Heavenly Demon or the bishop but of Mount Hua’s disciple, looked at Jo-Gol with a dazed expression and weakly muttered.

“…Just go die, please… Please…”

Baek Cheon and Yoo Iseol sighed and grabbed both of Chung Myung’s shoulders to support him.

“Are you okay?”

“…Do I look okay?”

“No.”

“…I don’t even have the strength to lift a finger.”

It wasn’t just an expression. It felt like all the energy inside his body had drained out. Now, even if the opponent is Jo-Gol, he will have no choice but to stick his neck out to be killed gracefully.

If there was any consolation…

“Ryeonju-nim! Are you okay?”

“…I told you I’m dead.”

The fact was that the most threatening person here right now was in no different state.

“Cough.”

Whenever Jang Ilso coughed, red blood gushed from his mouth. He was so pale that it wouldn’t be surprising if he turned his head and died at any moment.

“…You damn bastard.”

Chung Myung thought about the situation a little while ago and cursed unconsciously. Even with his neck pierced, the bishop had continued to attack. Chung Myung knew that all bishops were crazy, but going through it again after a while made him shiver.

Had they failed to penetrate the neck and halve his power, both Jang Ilso and Chung Myung would have been reduced to dust without leaving a single piece of flesh behind.

“…This crazy guy went with it without any hesitation.”

And Mount Hua’s disciples looked at the limp Chung Myung with mixed emotions.

One emotion was awe. The other was pity.

It is nothing but admirable that they were able to finally kill the bishop who didn’t seem human at all, but the price was too high. To exaggerate only a little, Chung Myung’s body now looked like a piece of half-chopped ??meat. It’s a wonder he’s still breathing.

Without delay, Baek Cheon put his hand on Chung Myung’s lower abdomen and infused true energy into him.

“Cough!”

Then, a bucket of black blood poured out of Chung Myung’s mouth.

“…I’m really going to die.”

“You bastard.”

Baek Cheon gritted his teeth as he poured out his true energy. Although he knew this was the only way… it couldn’t have been a good feeling to see Chung Myung so battered and bruised like this.

At that time, Un Gum, who had been silent until now, opened his mouth.

“It’s not over yet.”

The disciples of Mount Hua quickly raised their heads at his words.

“Beware of the remnants of Magyo! We don’t know what they might do.”

The disciples of Mount Hua, who flinched for a moment, changed their momentum in an instant and blocked the path between Chung Myung and the cultists like vicious beasts. However, contrary to their reaction, the cultists remained motionless, as if they had turned to stone.

“B-Bishop….”

“Bishop….”

The cultists were staring blankly at the darkened earth with faces that seemed lost in the world.

Dan Jagan’s defeat.

It was a result they had never thought about. Not even once imagined it, there’s no way they can deal with it. They just stare blankly at the traces of this fierce battle, as if their soul had left them.

“Bishop… Bishop…”

Jong Nil collapsed to the ground as if his legs gave out. And he clenched his fists, almost tearing up the earth.

“This…”

Eudeudeudeuk.

His tightly bitten lip was torn and blood flowed out. His gaze, filled with extreme hatred and anger, was focused on the enemies not far away, to be exact, Chung Myung and Jang Ilso.

“These… Even if we drink their blood…. These dog-like unbelievers!”

His eyes were bloodshot with rage.

“I’ll kill them… I’ll kill them to avenge the bishop! Definitely!”

The moment Jong Nil stood up, gritting his teeth, a ferocious momentum quickly filled the eyes of the mesmerized cultists. Mount Hua’s disciples who were watching the process of change all drew their swords.

The Red Dogs that came running also stood in front of Jang Ilso, growling like hunting dogs protecting their master in front of a wild beast.

“Ugh…”

Chung Myung, who was being supported by Baek Cheon and Yoo Iseol, opened his mouth with a distorted face.

“First of all, that….”

But at that moment, Baek Cheon sensed it. Chung Myung’s body, which had been limp like wet cotton, suddenly stiffened.

‘Huh?’

Chung Myung’s gaze quickly turned backward. His eyes were filled with disbelief, shock, and twisted emotions.

“This, this bastard…”

“Chung Myung?”

Kwaaaaaaaaaaang!

Before the question could be answered, a huge explosion broke out. The disciples of Mount Hua, who were on guard against the cultists, looked back in shock.

Then they saw it too. Dark demonic energy erupted, explosively blowing away piles of earth and sand all at once, as if it were the rubble of a huge mountain that had collapsed.

Thick cold sweat ran down Baek Cheon’s spine.

“No- No way….”

“Keuaaaaaaaaaaah!”

It was like the sound of a demon imprisoned in a prison in the heaven realm crying. In the swirling dark demonic energy, someone who should never have been there appeared.

“Bi- Bishop….”

Blood drained from Baek Cheon’s face.

Blood and harrowing screams emanating from both eyes. Dan Jagang, whose entire body was dyed black as if covered in ink, was screaming like a beast, exposing his withered upper body.

A look of disgust flashed across everyone’s faces when they saw that.

“Oooooooooh!”

Dark Fragrance Plum Blossom Sword that Chung Myung had inscribed was still stuck diagonally around his neck. Dan Jagang, who was howling and howling again, grabbed the sword stuck in his neck.

Ppudeudeuk. Pudeuk.

Even in the roar of the swirling demonic energy, the sound of Dark Fragrance Plum Blossom Sword embedded in the neck being pulled out was very distinctly audible.

Kwadeudeuk!

Finally, he yanked Dark Fragrance Plum Blossom Sword out of his neck and threw it to the ground.

“Eugh….”

Yoon Jong clutched his right hand holding the sword with his left hand. It was because his hands were shaking so much that he couldn’t handle it.

At that time, Chung Myung, who had been muttering curses, struggled to get up.

“…Did I miss?”

It seemed like the neck bone had not been completely severed with a mere difference of just a piece of paper. Since Dan Jagang was a master of Skeleton Demonic Art, he would have been able to survive despite receiving such terrible wounds.

“Sasuk. My sword….”

“Don’t talk nonsense! You crazy bastard!”

Mount Hua’s disciples, including Baek Cheon, overcame the extreme fear welling up from deep within their lungs and blocked Chung Myung’s path even more tightly.

‘No more!’

Now Chung Myung couldn’t fight. He shouldn’t. It was now up to them to protect this damned man. Although not a word was exchanged, everyone held their swords tightly with the same thought.

Dan Jagan, who had transformed into something that could no longer be called human, raised his head and screamed.

“Whyyyyyyyyyy!”

It was so miserable that it even sounded sad. It was similar to the wailing of a child who lost their mother.

“Why! Why do you not look upon us! Whyyyyyyyy!”

The demonic energy emitted by Dan Jagang swirled wildly.

“Heavenly Demoooooon!”

His voice was now extremely rough as if scraping a metal.

“You! You who made us wait for so long, why do you forsake us?! Heavenly Demon! Why! Heavenly Demoooooon!”

‘He’s mad…’

Tang Soso was shocked and unconsciously covered his mouth.

Even with all the languages she knew, she couldn’t fully describe his madness. At first, it was difficult to see that as a human emotion.

“Even with this! If this isn’t enough! What more can we do! Can’t even this scream reach you?”

Dan Jagang’s bloodshot gaze turned to Chung Myung.

“Can you understand? Our agony! Our suffering! Can you possibly understand!”

Chung Myung stepped forward, pulling Baek Cheon’s shoulder.

“Chung Myung!”

His legs were shaking so much that it was difficult to take a single step. But Chung Myung pushed them away and stepped forward.

And as if it was natural, Jang Ilso was already stepping forward with him.

As if it had to be that way. As if there was only one thing to do when faced with an enemy, no matter what they looked like.

“It was slightly off.”

“Seems like it.”

“There’s no helping it.”

Chung Myung and Jang Ilso bared their teeth at the same time.

“If he survives… I have no choice but to kill him again and again!”

“Kekekekek.”

Mount Hua’s disciples and Red Dogs did not back down this time and lined up to the left and right of the two. As if to say they will fight together now.

Then, Dan Jagang’s demonic energy became more and more intense.

Dan Jagang understood it intuitively. Having pushed his demonic arts beyond their limits, he would never return to his former self.

He will probably be consumed by this madness forever, a madman who massacres everything in sight.

However, if his earnest voice can reach Heavenly Demon, he will not reject even that fate but accept it entirely.

Dan Jagang raised all his remaining internal strength. Formidable demonic energy enveloped his body and shot up into the sky.

“Ugh…”

In front of that overwhelming majesty, suppressed groans naturally flowed from the mouths of Mount Hua’s disciples.

‘He still has that much power….’

It was just when Baek Cheon was about to bite his lip to calm his trembling chin.

‘Huh?’

At first, he thought he saw something wrong.

Behind the swirling dark demonic energy, he caught a glimpse of something whitish. He was so overcome with fear that for a moment he thought he might have seen something wrong.

But the next moment, Baek Cheon realized he wasn’t mistaken.

Right behind Dan Jagang, a man stood like a ghost in a storm where demonic energy was swirling with the power to crush even the 1000-year-old cold metal like a piece of paper. He had no idea where the thing had suddenly appeared in its white long sleeves or how long it had been there.

It was a truly bizarre sight.

As Baek Cheon, unable to process the scene, staring at the scene in a dazed state, a man in a white robe standing behind Dan Jagang smiled faintly.

“This is why….”

Only then did Dan Jagang realize that there was someone behind him and instinctively turned his head. No, he tried to.

But before he could even move his head, the man in the white robes pierced Dan Jagang’s back with his hand.

Kwadeudeuduek!

“Keuaaaaaak!”

A scream full of pain came out of Dan Jagang’s mouth.

Finally, he lowered his eyes filled with shock, and looked at his chest. A stark white hand protruded through his darkened chest.

“Keu…. Keugh…?”

A sound like air escaping came from his mouth.

Dan Jagang, who was looking down at his hands as if he couldn’t believe the situation, finally trembled as he turned around. The moment he made eye contact with the man who had pierced his hand on his back, a huge fear began to spread across Dan Jagang’s face.

“This….”

Dan Jagang’s voice was trembling uncontrollably. It was a scene unimaginable from what had been seen of him until now. But his voice trembled so distinctly that even the disciples of Mount Hua could tell.

“Se- Second Bishop….”

The man called Second Bishop lightly clicked his tongue and continued his word.

“This is why I don’t like you young guys.”

Kwadeudeuk!

The man’s arm dug deeper into Dan Jagang’s chest. Then Dan Jagang’s mouth opened wide as if it would tear apart.

Dan Jagang, who was emitting powerful demonic energy despite his severe injuries, was trampled effortlessly by the man who suddenly appeared from nowhere.

Baek Cheon, still trying to comprehend the situation, momentarily looked back at Chung Myung. And then he encountered an even more surprising sight.

The face of Chung Myung, who never once appeared flustered in front of an enemy… was completely pale.

“He….”

A voice, as if entranced, came from Chung Myung’s mouth.

“Heavenly Murderer (??(天殺))….”