Descent of the Demon God Chapter 170: Blade God Six Martial Clan (3)

Chapter 170: Blade G.o.d Six Martial Clan (3)

[ Editor - Angel says it’s war time!! Round 1000000x!! Fight!! ]

Chik!

- Haa… Haa… Enter.

It was Geum Seong-ryong’s raspy voice commanding the Six Martial Warriors who were waiting for the instructions.

They couldn’t hide their curiosity.

“Chairman… Blade Leader? By any chance…”

- Hurry!

The order fell. If there was further delay, cutting off the energy and communication to this location would be pointless. Ridges impeded the path north to the Yongchun Group. Despite the fact that it was a natural fortress, the most efficient approach was to use it in darkness.

One of the Blade Six members ran and jumped from it.

Flap!

Both of his hands were covered in materials that made it appear as if he had wings, allowing him to manipulate the direction and fly. The others leaped off after Yeon Mu-kyeon. Even if they were engulf in darkness, they were able to see inside using their night vision goggles.

‘The defense formation’

The cost of delay in entering wasn’t too great. Members of the Yongchun Group were already stationed at each building, holding torches.

“I will hit the front first. While the other Blade Master begins by cleaning up the north.”

All six of them were competing with each other. They thought that they could handle it easily because the Sky Demon Order had weakened compared to the past.

However…

Wheik!

‘!?’

Suddenly, they were greeted by hundreds of flame spheres. Unfortunately, Chun Yeowun's best man, Hu Bong, was guarding the north. He was in charge of the most difficult place to protect.

“How dare you aim for us?”

Phat!

When Hu Bong opened his hand, the flames burst and the fire spread in all directions.

Swoos.h.!.+

‘d.a.m.n it!’

Woong!

Yeon Mu-kyeon jumped ahead and tried to block the flame, but it kept exploding. He managed to block it easily but that wasn’t the case for the others.

Wheik!

“Kuak!”

The bodies of those who died in the flames were vigorously burned. The fabric between their arms and waist that was a.s.sisting them in flying was ripped, and as a result, they fell.

“Shoot!”

Papapak!

“Kuak!”

“Ack!”

The five clans defending the northern side of Yongchun were all the sects that handled long-distance weapons. They immediately moved with arrows loaded with energy and spears in their hands, targeting the intruders.

“These b.a.s.t.a.r.ds!”

The fallen masked men, believing they couldn't be beaten, countered the attack with spears and daggers. They basically believed that the weapons they threw had an effect on the cult members.

Papapak!

“Kuak!”

“Use iron to block it!”

Of course, they had a better defense than those who fell. What was interesting was that both sides of the war were proud of their non-explosive weapons. The same was true in the northeast and northwest, as well as to the east and west.

“Woah!”

Chachacha!

The masked men and members of the cult collided.

Since the First Dimension Gate opened, this was the longest war in murim.

“Stop them! No one is allowed to enter!”

“Yes!!!”

Under the command of the clan leaders, the members swung their weapons desperately to stop the masked men from entering.

“Huah!”

A tremendous force threatened the cult member’s safety each time the Strong Blade Master, one of the Six Martial Masters, wielded his blade.

“Are there no strong ones other than these insects? Hahaha!”

Gu Cheong-sa, the Strong Blade Master, who mastered the techniques was robust. Hang Yu-rin was the one who was battling him and was wounded within just three seconds.

“Kuak!”

“You are pretty fine for a woman, but still a long way off from us.”

Gu Cheong-sa had cut her on the thighs and tried to slash her neck, but then a sword stopped it.

Clang!

“Air Sword?”

The overconfident Gu Cheong-sa suddenly became tensed. A warrior with the ability to block his blade had appeared.

A man wearing a unique patterned mask had appeared among the numerous warriors colliding with each other.

“Wind G.o.d!”

It was the Great Guardian, Marayun. He had to protect the Lord but chose to ignore the command.

Marayun raised his right hand up.

Swos.h.!.+

Six Air Swords appeared and surrounded him.

“Handle this!”

Clang!

One of the swords that bounced back from the attack of Gu Cheong-sa had gone back to Marayun, who caught it.

The intimidation he was showing wasn’t common, and now he was handling seven Air Swords.

“Kuakaka. The famous Wind G.o.d is here.”

Gu Cheong-sa, well aware of Marayun's fame, was both nervous and excited.

“Anyone who enters the cult without permission will die.”

Gu Cheong-sa held his blade in both hands in front of Marayun.

Marayun extended his sword. The seven swords rushed towards him like lightning at that moment.

Shhh!

The form of Gu Cheong-sa was divided into several parts and defended against the flying swords. The sound of seven swords clas.h.i.+ng with something could be heard.

Chachachang!

Due to the confrontation between such strong warriors, all those around them retreated. On the other hand, w.a.n.g s.h.i.+n, the Dual Swords wielder, one of the strong warriors, was on the west side having a fierce battle. The battle was brutal, and both warriors wielded ma.s.sive swords and blades that were much larger than normal weapons.

Woong!

Each time they collided with other people’s swords, their swords and blades would break down. No one could enter the 50-meter radius.

There was a person who was watching this from the rooftop of Yongchun Group.

“There is no help needed.”

She was Shakena, with her purple hair fluttering. She wasn’t the only one there. There were Chun Woo-jin, Mun Ran-yeong, Yu So-hwa, and Im So-hye. They were all watching this scene.

“Hmm.”

Chun Woo-jin, who was watching the battle happen, had a heavy expression on his face. The reason he couldn’t step out was because he was King here.

However, the reason why the others didn’t step out was different.

[Defense is played only with the power of the cult, excluding others.]

[Huh?]

[This is a battlefield for warriors only, not for people with special abilities or gate ent.i.ties. Is there any reason why you should be involved in the cult’s affair?]

With those words from Chun Yeowun, they fell back.

In the north, Hu Bong partic.i.p.ated in reducing the number of masked men since it was a geographical disadvantage.

‘Right. The words of Ancestor are correct; we can’t always rely on others. This is a problem which the cult needs to overcome.’

A crisis like this which the cult had to face. If Chun Yeowun kept solving things for them each time, the growth of the cult as a whole would fall.

Until now, no enemy has managed to break through the defense.

‘We have made such progress.’

Chun Woo-jin looked at the southwest with a happy smile. There, Chun Yu-jang and a masked man were fighting. Chun Yu-jang, who recently learned more techniques from Chun Yeowun and refined his fighting style, was able to handle the intruders.

‘The problem is… over there?’

Chun Woo-jin looked at the south gate. A huge event which couldn’t be compared with the other ones.

‘… There is a reason why my ancestor wanted to go there.’

Chun Yeowun told them to handle this problem. But then suddenly he said he would handle the south gate. It made Chun Woo-jin puzzled but now he understood.

Kwakwakw.a.n.g!

As he was looking at the south gate, he thought it was hard to believe that it was a battle between warriors. The entire area was devastated. It seemed like anyone who would approach them wouldn’t survive it.

‘What is happening?’

Chun Woo-jin’s two eyes couldn’t see much because of the tornado. It wasn’t a whirlwind or tornado caused by nature.

Chachachacha!

In those winds, someone was wielding a weapon with five colors on it, and that was Il-ryeong.

‘What the… What the h.e.l.l! What is this?’

The old man was bewildered. Sharp energy was pressing against him as if the entire s.p.a.ce had turned into swords, but his mind was elsewhere.

‘I should keep on moving.’

Just a little gap and the sharp energy would dig into his body. He felt the entire s.p.a.ce was filled with swords.

‘I need to get close to him.’

However, he couldn’t move close to Chun Yeowun.

“Ugh!”

Even the five energies on the Invisible Blade didn’t seem to work as the entire s.p.a.ce was just taking the energy away.

“Kuaaaak!”

The old man screamed in anger as reality didn’t go his way. This wasn’t what he had imagined.

“H-How could this…”

Geum Seong-ryeong, who was on the ground with a pale face, couldn't understand what this tornado moving around was like. All he knew was that he didn’t want to be caught in it. There was no concept of being cut or stabbed. If one was swept away, he would be reduced to ashes.

“Il-ryeong!”

Even Il-ryeong, who was trapped in there, couldn’t help but try to protect himself.

“B-Blade Leader! H-Humans can’t do that!”

Even the men protecting him were stunned at this. A little closer and they would have been caught up by the winds. Perhaps now was their chance to move to a safe place.

‘Should I… escape?’

Shhhh!

As he was thinking that, the s.p.a.ce, which was twisted, was back to its original state. The fierce energy subsided.

‘It stopped?’

As the winds stopped, the old man tried to catch his breath.

“Haa… Haa… ”

Chun Yeowun went close to him, to which the old man opened his mouth.

“Haa… Haa.. Why… why did you… stop?”

He felt anger at the thought of Chun Yeowun sympathizing with him.

Chun Yeowun answered.

“It is a waste to turn a guy like you to ashes.”

“What?”

The old man was shocked. Just listening to it felt like he was acknowledged as his rival.

‘This one…’

When the man with the strongest ability to kill anyone said that, his anger subsided a little.

He then regained his composure and asked,

“… What did you just unfold now?”

“Hmm.”

Chun yeowun stroked his chin. There was nothing to say. It was something he obtained when he realized the truth about s.p.a.ce and the universe.

“Well… If I had to give it a name then it would be s.p.a.ce Sword.”

“s.p.a.ce Sword!”

s.p.a.ce Sword. The old man bit his lip at the fitting name. This was a very thrilling technique, using the entire s.p.a.ce as their own and using it like a sword.

‘… If I had exhausted all my stamina, I would have died.’

The result of the match was already decided. There was no way he could defeat Chun Yeowun. The joy of countless victories he had imagined during his practice was in vain.

Kw.a.n.g!

Cracks rose on the ground as the old man was filled with fury. He thought that he would be able to avenge his master by ascending to the Heavenly Master level. All of that turned into a lie.

He looked at the night sky.

‘Is it like the sky above the sky?’

He wasn’t sure if Chun Yeowun’s sky was above their sky, but this reality seemed to make it sound true.

He lowered his head and asked Chun Yeowun in a voice full of frustration.

“Demon G.o.d…. What kind of state have you reached?”