Chronicles of the Heavenly Demon
Chapter 174 – Written in the Booklet (2)
Translated by : moonchildkhz
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Boom!
The White Night Spear slashed through the basin, colliding with the other man.
Peng Ah-hu, who had a blade powerful enough to cut through mountains, was still powerless in front of the White Night Spear.
The man flew in the opposite direction.
A tremendous amount of power slammed into one of his arms and he thought that it might break.
But fortunately, it did not.
Considering that his weapon was not cut in half either, should he be considered lucky?
“Grrrgh!”
Peng Ah-hu rolled over, trying to stand up. However, his body was trembling, as if the shock had not completely lifted.
He stared at the ground in front of him.
Even at that moment, Woon-seong was flying through the air at incredible speeds.
Woon-seong rushed through the basin, a huge blast of energy smacking into Peng Ah-hu.
Until then, Peng Ah-hu had not been able to shake off the shock.
Another one of the 72 Supreme Masters blocked in front of Peng Ah-hu, pushing his own spear towards Woon-seong.
“For the Orthodox!”
The man didn’t forget to shout some words against the demonic.
At that moment, Woon-seong’s spear and this master’s spear clashed in the air.
Kuakuakua—
Clang—
Little sparks of fire bounced through the air and the man was pushed back. Deep furrows were dug into the earth.
What was more surprising came immediately after.
“Is that it?” Woon-seong’s voice echoed in the ears of the man. That moment, his eyes practically gleamed. “How dare you use your spear to stop me!”
Boom!
Woon-seong spun his spear, swirling the dust. Like a snake, Woon-seong’s spear wrapped around the spear.
And then Woon-seong pulled the White Night Spear towards him!
Weng—
The spear in the master’s hand quickly slipped through his spear and cracked through the air.
“Huh?”
It was a humiliation to lose your weapon on the battlefield. How embarrassing for a so-called master!
Fortunately or unfortunately, the master who had been robbed of his spear did not feel ashamed.
Before he even realized what was going on, the White Night Spear split him in half.
The man only thought the world in his eyes was a bit different, like the world splitting apart.
And then darkness came upon him.
And that was the last thing the master saw.
“Bang, bang!”
Woon-seong roared.
‘Demonic Emperor’s Roaring Laughter’ (魔皇廣笑)!
Another technique of the Divine Art of the Heavenly Demon was thrown out once again. It was the Heavenly Demon’s Roar.
Khehehehehehehehe—
A listening soldier stiffened just by hearing the sound.
Terror had arrived.
Unlike other Heavenly Demons who had used this move before him, Woon-seong was able to heighten the effects using Intimidation Qi.
Peng Ah-hu was no exception.
The man trembled like a rat dropped in cold water.
Woon-seong’s eyes burned with energy and Intimidation Qi.
At this time, a golden energy suddenly covered his Intimidation Qi. This energy left Woon-seong’s body and fell on Peng Ah-hu.
In that qi, Peng Ah-hu felt death.
Spear in one and and flames in another.
If Death came to find me, would he look like that?
If I saw the god of death at this last moment of life, would he look like that?
“Ugh.”
While Peng Ah-hu stood there not knowing what to do, Woon-seong slowly approached the man.
Several soldiers flew in to stop Woon-seong.
Amongst them were the Overlord Demon Slaying Squadron.
“Stop!”
“Don’t you dare!”
“Elder!”
Woon-seong saw the horde of soldiers attacking him.
Right, you were there too.
That day, the place where Hyuk Woon-seong had died, at the place where Nok Yu-on had ceased to exist on this earth… There had also been the Overlord Demon Slaying Squadron.
Woon-seong waved his left hand.
A flame rose and subsequently slammed into the oncoming squadron.
Kuang—
Huge flames devoured them. It was a fire so hot that their flesh burned and their bones turned to ashes.
“Rrrrghhh!”
“Argh!”
“It burns!”
The men of the Overlord Demon Slaying Squadron, who ran towards Woon-seong and the wall of flames, rolled about on the ground.
With waves of heat, it was like the earth had been overturned into the sulfurous fires of Hell.
The soldiers thought that the fire would be stamped out if they rolled on the floor, but the fire continued to burn.
The Divine Flame was a fire that burned the enemy’s origin. The moment that it touched you, your life would be burnt shorter.
Woon-seong laughed at the people rolling on the floor. “You thought you could die easily.”
A man who had been a chivalrous hero all his life had been insulted to death for learning cursed demonic arts.
The pain and shame that Nok Yu-on suffered at that time was greater than this.
Woon-seong spoke to the soldiers and Peng Ah-hu, who were still alive, “It is your turn next.”
It wasn’t only Woon-seong who attacked the Orthodox faction.
Despite being one step behind Woon-seong, Sang Gwan-chuk led people from the Heavenly Brain Tower towards the Allied forces.
It was not just the Senior Strategist.
The Wind Demon Fist King had also liberated himself, swinging mercifully. Draconic winds surged and the enemy was swept away.
After him followed the Charred Dragon Unit.
At the front of the Charred Dragon Unit was Gwan Tae-ryang, screaming, “Forward!”
Following his cry, the Charred Dragon Unit moved in unison to assemble into a formation.
A spear like formation which pierced through the factional forces. The ranks of the Martial Alliance were split, as if they had been stabbed by an elongated blade.
That was the power of a good formation.
While the Charred Dragon Unit dug towards the right, others were going towards the left.
“Hiya!”
They were the members of the All-Masked Demonic Guard, including the Blood Stained Mask Demon.
The two groups flanked the sides, while the Heavenly Demon and Demonic Master rushed the front.
That was not enough, so the demonic soldiers moved too.
The demonic soldiers, who surrounded the whole area, crashed towards the Alliance.
“Glory to the Heavenly Demon!”
“Glory to the Heavenly Demon!”
Woon-seong reached out with a hand. A flame danced across his fingertips and the ranks of soldiers collapsed.
Within the crowd, Woon-seong stepped forward.
Even though the Martial Alliance was in chaos, it didn’t seem to matter.
Naturally, half of the chaos was from Woon-seong and his Intimidation Qi.
This had no effect on Woon-seong. Rather, as if opening the way for him, the Divine Flame would tear apart the ranks standing before him.
Through the gap, Woon-seong could see Peng Ah-hu and the Overlord Demon Slaying Squadron.
Woon-seong continued towards them.
After just one step, the distance of about three meters was closed in no time.
“Die!”
“Stop!”
Some soldiers tried to block Woon-seong’s path by raising their shields.
But it was all worthless!
Boom!
Woon-seong crashed through the squadron of soldiers with his shoulder. Once he smashed into them, the ranks shook and human bodies flew into the air.
In the meantime, someone fired a bow at Woon-seong.
Fwibing—
When he heard the sound of a string being thrummed, like the playing of a note, Woon-seong flipped.
The arrow plunged into the earth where Woon-seong had just been standing. His eyebrows twitched.
Excellent archery skills.
A list of archers that matched those skills came to mind.
A member of the 72 Supreme Masters.
Someone who was an Anshun at this time.
“Is it the Brilliant Archer King?”
An archer who could hold a candle to even those who followed the path of the sword.
“Huh, I didn’t know the Cult Leader knew my name. It is an honor.”
‘Brilliant Archer King’ Kun Ok-nam shifted his body and shot more arrows consecutively.
Woon-seong smacked the arrows out of the air with his spear. He then moved his left hand. Glass knives appeared between his fingers and he flung them forward.
Koo-
Klang—
“Phew!”
Kun Ok-nam threw up his guard and used arrows to stop the knives.
Fwibing—
The energy of the arrows smashed into the knives and they exploded in the air.
When the two strong forces collided, sparks flew everywhere.
As the sparks fell to the ground and sand swirled into the air, something shone in between the dust.
“Huh?”
Kun Ok-nam widened his eyes.
At that moment, the flash pierced his heart.
Kuang!
It was a small ring.
Non-explosive.
This non-exploding ring crushed the heart of the archer.
Not only that, but the cracked pieces of his ribs rattled in his chest, piercing his lungs and heart.
For the famous archer who had shaken Zhongyuan, it was an end in vain.
Woon-seong did not feel any regret or hold any grudges against the fallen archer. He quickly turned his eyes towards the trail of Intimidation Qi.
Clang—
The sound of a sword colliding with another sword.
“Help me! ”
“Die!”
The rumbling cries of soldiers.
In between, Woon-seong’s gaze shifted here and there.
Woon-seong soon found who he was searching for — Peng Ah-hu.
The funny thing was, the man was trying to run from the battlefield. He was also leading his own people, the Overlord Demon Slaying Squadron, out!
“The commander is a fool.”
Woon-seong smiled and wielded the White Night Spear.
Flow of the Divine Dragon!
Kua—
A giant dragon flowed from Woon-seong’s spear, opening his path forward. Woon-seong flew along his way.
“Ahhhhh!”
As Woon-seong rushed towards him like a hurricane, Peng Ah-hu screamed and choked. His face quickly became blue.
Woon-seong sneered, “You’re trying to escape the battlefield to save your worthless life. In doing so, you prove that you are not a chivalrous man of the Orthodox Way.”
As Woon-seong coldly spoke, he walked closer to Peng Ah-hu.
Less than three meters to go.
Given Woon-seong’s leaping ability, it was a distance he could cross in one movement.
Peng Ah-hu knew that too.
That was why he hid himself among the soldiers.
“No, stop him. Protect me!”
The soldiers looked at Peng Ah-hu.
“Ah, Commander…”
Their voices were filled with disappointment.
Peng Ah-hu hid even further, as if he did not notice any of it.
Woon-seong coldly ridiculed the scene. “No need to feel disappointed.”
He raised his spear.
“Because it is written that you are all going to die here.”
One of the soldiers asked, “What?”
It was a question Woon-seong didn’t even register.
“To the afterlife!”
Sobbing-
Blood splattered.
Along with shredded corpses, blood pooled everywhere.
Covered in blood, Woon-seong caught his breath.
Perhaps it was because the weight of the iron bracers had increased, but he felt more tired than before.
Chuck- Chuck-
Blood dried on Woon-seong’s back and a red mist rose.
There was only one survivor.
It was Peng Ah-hu.
Woon-seong saw him and smiled, fangs out.
“It’s your end, too.”
In Anshun that day, Woon-seong crossed another name written in his booklet.
