52 – EP.3 Dokma Jegalhwi-6

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The gray smoke cleared, the front gate of Heukcheon Bridge.

The front gate of Heukcheongyo Bridge, which had been noisy with the sound of iron clashing and people grappling, was as quiet as a mouse.

At night, the cries of grass insects and birds are also silent.

It was a landscape as if time had been snipped off with the sword of an old myth that cuts through time.

All living things fell to the ground, and the building, which looked like a powerful Heukcheongyo Bridge, was worn out and rotted as if it had been hit by the rapid waves of time.

On the floor, members of Heukcheongyo and members of the Blue Dragon were spread amicably.

“Kreak…”

Those who die with crab foam or vomit black blood.

“aaagh!”

Writhing in burning pain, those who still retain their lives.

An indescribable pain rushed through every sense I could feel.

“Kyaaa!”

The commander-in-chief personally ended the lives of the living church members.

They were poisoned by their own poison, and there was no way to save them.

He moved alone and stood in solitude in the midst of the struggles he had created.

“Ugh…”

The voice of the living is heard somewhere. No, it was the voice of a dying man.

The commander-in-chief walked up to him, checked his face, and gritted his teeth.

“Super.. Commander-in-Chief. Junior Master…”

It was a plum blossom that was still holding on to the lifeline.

Her face was half rotten, and she had a relieved expression even in the midst of pain.

“I’m sorry.”

Give rest to the rest of the church and repeat what you said.

Maehwa shook her head slowly at the words of the commander-in-chief.

“I had a lot to teach Yeon-hwa… but…”

– Pook

The commander-in-chief pierced Maehwa’s heart without hesitation, and Maehwa coughed up black blood and closed her eyes.

The aura of the living that is no longer felt.

The commander-in-chief stood in a field of corpses.

“I’m sorry… I do.”

The tears that had been falling drop by drop formed a single stream and flowed down my chin.

he looked around.

It must have been Heukcheongyo, which he cultivated.

But, it’s strange these days. In the memory of the commander-in-chief, there was no such desolate Heukcheongyo.

“Ahh…”

Those who shared the joys and sorrows with him and defended Heukcheongyo are dead.

He killed those he did not suspect were his family with his own hands.

The fact pierced his heart.

***

Zhuge Hui, a descendant of the Zhuge family, was a deliberately created existence.

The determination of the Jegal Sega to create an existence that effectively fused the martial arts of each Sega and School led to inhumane experiments.

To create a poison that surpasses that of Sichuan Tangga.

That was the plan to train the poison of the Jegal family.

However, it was impossible to catch up with the Tang family’s knowledge accumulated over decades.

Therefore, many reckless experiments were conducted.

Numerous poisons entered his body, and he had to sleep in a jar full of poisonous insects.

I had to eat the inner ends of snakes and spiders, and I had to be forcibly injected with inner balls all day long.

Through the vicious experiment, Zhuge Hui became a poison.

incomplete.

The ability to surpass the Germans of the Tang family was proven, but it was not stable.

The poison spread with every step he took, and the vegetation withered with his breath.

In addition, the miasma that began to eat him from within soon threatened Jegalhwi’s life, and Jegalsega, recognizing the danger, banished him.

Zhuge Hui, who was abandoned by his family, felt more pain from being abandoned than from the pain afflicting his body.

While he was waiting for the end in a lonely place, someone appeared in front of him.

– What are you doing here?

– Uh, come on, dodge it. You will become addicted.

– This kind of poison is nothing to me.

The high-handed woman grabbed Zhuge Hui by the hand and raised him up.

A certain aura ran through his body for a moment.

– You’ve lost your balance. Tsk.

– What, what are you doing…

I tried to put up a slight resistance, but the grasped hand didn’t even dream.

Soon, the body’s vitality returns, and the feeling that the body is about to explode subsides.

– I made sure not to die for now. Maybe… I can live another month or so.

– Is it only a month?

– Yes, one month. But if you know how to control the power within, you won’t die.

– Please tell me how.

– Then follow me. I will spare your life, and it is now mine.

– May I ask your name?

– What a great man, just call him a heavenly horse.

Years of blindly following the Heavenly Demon.

As promised, the Heavenly Demon not only taught him how to control miasma, but also taught him martial arts.

Isn’t that enough? Gradually, people who followed the Heavenly Demon gathered to form a group called Heukcheongyo.

The people of Heukcheongyo cared for each other and regarded them as family.

Was it the feeling of comrades I met at the end of my life? Zhuge Hui thinks.

Soon after, Zhuge Hui, who had risen to the position of commander-in-chief, made a promise.

We will make our nest better.

***

The blue dragon team led by Lee Hang arrived at the Heavenly Demon Palace.

“As the Thunder Sword said, it seems certain that there is no Heavenly Demon.”

Well, if there was a Heavenly Demon, he would have died young before climbing this mountain.

I don’t know where the information came from, but I was sure that the Thunder Sword did not exist.

“Okay. Then go find Kang In-ho as planned.”

At Lee Hang’s words, the crew disperse and search the palace.

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Destroy furniture and dig through the floor to find a secret door that might be there.

Since he was said to be a person with no internal energy, he probably wouldn’t get sick, so finding it himself like this was a quicker, albeit ignorant, way.

“There was no sign of anything suspicious.”

“It’s the same here.”

The search continued for a while, and the botched members gathered in front of Lee Hang.

“We just searched the Heavenly Demon Palace. Move to another place…”

Lee Hang, who was about to order to move to another palace, looked back as he grabbed his back.

Exuding a vicious purple aura, the commander-in-chief walked towards them.

“How… I’m sure he should have captured it. No way… Poison attack…”

After ruthlessly destroying the calculation that he would not use poison in the presence of his family, the commander-in-chief appeared in front of them.

The image of the uninvited guests was captured in the soul-lost eyes of the general, who growled with a harsh voice.

“Don’t destroy our house more.”

There was a pitiful lament in that growl.