Episode 521


    ‘……Is it over?’


    There was an illusion that time had stopped.


    I let go of the sword and sat down in ce.


    I looked down and stared at my trembling hands, then raised my head with an expression of disbelief.


    ‘Did I really defeat the Demon Cult leader?’


    It pierced my heart.


    It was undoubtedly a fatal wound.


    I could guarantee that even if Daera Godseon (大羅神仙) came, he would not be able to save him.


    “Cough!”


    Blood soaked the floor red.


    I had no strength in my body.


    A final blow that draws out all of its power.


    “…….”


    If it was me, I was there.


    I created an advantageous structure and clearly forced my opponent to take advantage of my superiority and force them into a match.


    Focus on one point.


    I don’t know if it was anything else, but I was confident that this was better than the religious leader.


    In fact, the current results proved that.


    ‘under.’


    However, I was confident that I simply could not understand the situation.


    Even though it was something I did with my own hands, I couldn’t believe that the leader of the cult died in vain like this.


    It was no one else but the religious leader.


    The supreme leader of the Demonic Cult.


    The best expert in the world.


    Feeling a dazed feeling, I looked around and saw the demonic cultists who had formed arge circle and were watching with shocked expressions.


    Only then could I really feel it.


    It wasn’t an illusion or anything.


    The sight that was now reflected in my vision was clearly reality.


    ‘I see.’


    I understood it intuitively.


    The leader was physically at his limit, but mentally he was even more stressed.


    If you think about it, it was a strange thing.


    How on earth am I so alive?


    ‘The internal injuries have gotten worse, but not to the point where I can’t move.’


    Thest time swords and fists collided.


    I was determined to face the same fate.


    Even if he survived, he expected to be at least seriously injured.


    But what were the results?


    The leader died from a hole in his heart, and I suffered quite a few injuries but survived.


    ‘I guess.’


    There was a high possibility that the Sosalma Army was involved in the reason why the government forces and the foreigners blocked the Great Wall of China.


    At this point, I didn’t think there would be anyone else who could stab the leader.


    ‘…I was too busy coping with the hectic situation.’


    There would have been time to see the war situation from the religious leader’s perspective.


    After being betrayed by his only remaining disciple, he faced the political faction’s pursuit team to find a way out in a hopeless situation.


    He tried to rekindle the me of hope that was dying out by the minute, but time was not on his side.


    He probably realized this when he saw the intervention of foreigners and the government army and the Demonic Cult camp copsing uncontrobly.


    That everything is over.


    There was no future for the Demonic Cult that had lost its main force and even its final bastion.


    We have reached a point where we have to worry about the survival of our power, let alone achieving the grand n.


    ‘If it were a normal person, my heart would have just copsed.’


    A situation where the annihtion of our troops is confirmed.


    I also predicted the possibility of losing my life regardless of whether I won or lost the fight.


    Various thoughts must have been eating away at his mind and dulling his movements.


    ‘Even if I barely survive and escape.’


    There was no ground anywhere in the midfield for him to set foot on.


    Not only the Baekdo people, but even the demonic cultists will question the cult leader and hold him responsible for the failure.


    That was the position of standing in front of everyone and taking responsibility for them.


    Even if I win, it is a fight with no end in sight.


    If anyone were to face the same situation, they would inevitably lose their motivation.


    ‘On the contrary, I should say it’s amazing.’


    After staring at the corpse of the Demon Cultist in silence for a while, I smiled bitterly.


    The thing about him was that he kept his back straight even after death.


    He didn’t show any sign of weakness until the very end.


    Because of that, I was unable to take the initiative of the fight away from him until the very end and was swayed by him.


    He was like the embodiment of arrogance and irreverence that I couldn’t like, but I had no choice but to admit it.


    He was a great man who could well be called a great man of his era.


    “Nonsense.”


    “The leader passed away?”


    The surrounding demonic cultists were very agitated and made a fuss.


    Some people secretly closed the distance to kill me, who was sitting motionless.


    I looked back at them with cold eyes and warned them.


    “If you want to die early, I won’t stop you.”


    Sigh!


    The neck of the demon cultist who came closest cracked and blood sttered.


    The secretly realized de of the rite took away a life in the blink of an eye.


    “…!”


    The approaching demons hesitated and looked at each other.


    “Cheonan Inspector General!”


    “Are you okay?”


    Namgung Segaju Namgung Ho came towards me, cutting down the demonic cultists.


    By his side were the Namgung family’s warriors and members of the torpedo squad.


    “I am okay.”


    I stood up using my sword as support, looked up at the sky, and let out a long sigh.


    The war is over.


    Now it was time to clean up after ourselves.


    * * *


    “…What is this?”


    The headquarters of Demonicism located in Shaanxi.


    A prison located underground.


    Simaun, who was looking at the faces of those imprisoned with Gasol, spoke in a suppressed voice.


    The monster who was lying on the ground and groaning slowly raised his head.


    “That voice… was it luck?”


    “…….”


    “Why are you here? “You couldn’t have been captured by demonic cultists, right?”


    Sima Yun bit his lips tightly.


    As I watched my father unable to look at me directly, an indescribable emotion welled up in me.


    I didn’t feel any pity or sympathy at all.


    We’ve alreadye too far for that.


    My father and myself.


    “It looks like you have no idea what’s going on outside.”


    “……?”


    “The war is over. The headquarters of the Demonic Cult was captured by the Baekdo Allied Forces.”


    “Is that true?”


    “yes. “Now the only thing left is to eradicate the remnants and clean up after them.”


    “Yeah, I see.”


    There was a moment of silence as well.


    A horrifyingugh echoed through the prison.


    The appearance of Sima Seohwan, the former head of Sima Shiga, was truly miserable.


    He lookedpletely different from thest time I saw him.


    A shrunken body that has lost flesh and muscles.


    There were terrible burn marks around the eyes.


    The tendon in his ankle was cut, so he couldn’t stand up, and he waspletely crippled, so he couldn’t move his left arm freely.


    He was wearing rags that were embarrassing to call clothes, and his hair was falling out, leaving an empty space.


    All of his fingernails and toenails had disappeared, andrge and small scars remained all over his body.


    ‘It is not torture to extract information or knowledge from the target.’


    Sima Yun closed his eyes tightly.


    Obviously, at first, the Demonic Church would have used all possible means to persuade my father.


    Because the recipe for Gangshi (僵尸) in his head has great value that can turn the tide of war.


    However, there was no way that my father, who prioritized the revival of the Sima family above all else, would have fallen for the Demonic Cult’s threats and appeasement.


    ‘It’s amon urrence. ‘Torture aimed at breaking one’s will ultimately turns into an expression of one’s anger.’


    It was a parent who dered disownment a long time ago.


    Nevertheless, when I actually faced it like this, it was difficult to suppress the emotional turmoil.


    Sima Yun sat in front of the bars and made eye contact with his father.


    It seemed like he had already lost most of his eyesight, but that didn’t seem to matter.


    “Do you know how Sima Sega is doing now?”


    “I heard that those who survived after losing their homes to the evil family were wandering here and there, being persecuted by the entire central in.”


    “I don’t know what I heard from the demons, but it’s not true.”


    “I guess so. I knew from the beginning that it was a ploy to sway me. Each person who came to torture me said something different.”


    “…….”


    “I believed it. “You will definitely revive the Sima family.”


    Sima Seohwan chuckled.


    At that bizarre scene, the family members of the Simase family felt goosebumps running down their backs.


    Sima Yun took a deep breath and continued speaking calmly.


    The story of leaving Jiangsu and settling in Guizhou.


    He is also gradually increasing his influence in the region by joining hands with the Cheonghyeoldomun (淸血刀門), who dered his intention to convert to Baekdo.


    There is also the prospect that his future actions will be further strengthened by being recognized for his contribution to the subjugation of demonic spirits and his contribution to the war.


    “It’s a pleasure.”


    “Just as the previous head of the family kept his promise, I also kept my promise.”


    “You never call me father until the end.”


    “If it’s yourst wish, I can grant it to you.”


    “done. What if you are a father who is not recognized by your children? “My only hope is the revival of Sima Sega.”


    “Is that all you have to say?”


    “okay. “I’m sorry if you expected something from me.”


    “no.”


    The shallow breathing gradually slowed down.


    It was Sima Seohwan, who continued his life by defying death through obsession and madness.


    Is it because he found relief through Simaun?


    The weakly burning embers of life began to die out at a rapid pace.


    “Rest in peace.”


    “…….”


    My head fell down and my body, which had been trembling slightly, went limp.


    Sima Yun did not move for a while and just stared at his father’s body.


    * * *


    ‘…How on earth did this happen?’


    A gateway located on the border between Cheonghae and Xinjiang.


    The Sosalma army, who discovered the soldiers densely ced on the castle wall, looked nk.


    I thought everything worked out as intended.


    Now, he thought that all he had to do was return to his hometown, Cheonsan (天山), sit on the supreme throne, stabilize the chaotic school, and solidify his position.


    But what is this situation?


    ‘Why are the government forces blocking the road we need to pass through!’


    An unexpected variable urred.


    This was not the time to waste time in a ce like this.


    We need to increase the distance as much as possible before the Baekdo Allied Forces form a chase team and chase after us.


    “Why on earth are you doing this!”


    “Go back! “You cannot cross this ce!”


    The soldiers on the castle wall were currently aiming their bows in this direction.


    It looks like he’ll shoot you if youe any closer.


    It couldn’t have been an unfortunate situation.


    It’s no wonder that gate control is being strengthened at a time like this.


    Doesn’t it seem like someone had predicted this situation and had taken action in advance?


    There was a face that momentarily passed through Sosalma-kun’s mind.


    ‘no way!’