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“Is what you just said true?”

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Jegalcheong, who is in charge of the Murim Alliance, nodded his head with a confused expression at Jeongcheon Geomwang’s question.

“I couldn’t believe it either, so I checked again and again. The Demonic Cults must have descended from Mt.

“Isn’t this a trap trying to lure us in?”

“No matter what strategy it is, it is nothing compared to the value of 100,000 units, which is a key point blessed by nature. Crucially, they divided their forces into two. He decided that he couldn’t win by fighting us, so it’s certain that at least one of them was saved to rebuild the Demonic Cult in the future.”

“I can’t believe it. I can’t believe it. It’s Haecheongyeong. It’s none other than Haecheongyeong. That Haecheongyeong gave up the fight and ran away, am I just dreaming?”

“You’re exaggerating the fact that the head of a cult in a corner of Xinjiang realized the subject belatedly and ran away.”

The faces of the people in the hall hardened at the rude remarks toward Jeongcheon Geomhwang, the leader of the political faction Murim, but no one tried to step out.

If it was natural, it was natural.

The protagonist of the rude remarks was the leader of the Sapa Murim, the leader of the Sapa Murim, who had a skill and influence that was never inferior to that of Jeongcheon Geomhwang, the leader of the rightist faction.

“You can say that because you’ve never met him in person. Haecheongyeong is…”

“The best equipment in the world.

The red-blooded warrior, who quietly lifted the corner of his mouth, continued to speak with a voice full of confidence.

“The front wave of the Yangtze River is pushed away by the back wave. Haecheongyeong is no match for this body.”

“That’s right! Who dares to endure the yeonju?”

“Cancer! I can’t get tired of Yeonju, who is said to be the best equipment of all time!”

It was a conversation that went beyond being confident and was considered arrogant, but the people of the Murimmaeng could not stop the conversation.

At the age of 17, he achieved great success in the Red Dragon Divine Art, which is passed down only to Sado Ryunju and his successors.

At the age of 26, he was an absolute master who defeated hundreds of peak masters and former apostle masters with the Red Blood Spirit Demonstration, which he rewrote from the Red Dragon Demon Master, took control of the Apostle Command, and raised him to a power comparable to that of the Murim Alliance.

The best equipment in all ages and modern times who reached a level equal to that of Jeongcheon Geomhwang at less than half of his age.

In the long history of Murim, there were many people who heard the sound of genius or mujae, but among them, the achievement of the Red Blood Sajon could be said to be almost unrivaled.

“Certainly you are strong. Even the young Haecheon-gyeong couldn’t achieve the same achievements as you. But what we have to deal with now is not the young Hae-cheon-gyeong, but the 90-year-old Haecheon-gyeong.”

However, because of that point, Jeongcheon Geomhwang had no choice but to feel uneasy.

It is undoubtedly true that the Red Blood Death is a monster with the greatest talent of all time, but he was an unfinished soldier in the midst of growing.

It was almost obvious which would be stronger, the finished monster or the unfinished monster.

“Even a monster who lived for 900 years, not 90 years, cannot withstand this body.”

“What we have to deal with now is not a monster, but a demon trying to become a demon.”

“Mine must have been trying to become a freshman. I heard that they came down from Mt.

“·······.”

At the sharp words of the red-blooded warrior, Geomwang Jeongcheon lost his words.

I obtained intelligence that the ceremony of the sun and the moon was being prepared and gathered the power of the Murim to stop the birth of the demon ship, but I thought that person would give up and run away.

It was a futile ending that made me feel unfair that I ran and suffered without resting for a moment.

“So, I heard that the Demonic Cultists were divided into two, but where is the Sea Sky View?”

“The group headed east is made up of children and young equipment, while the group headed west is made up of the Demonic Cult’s main military force and veteran veterans. From the perspective of promising the future, we want to attract our attention and cause as much damage as possible. I think there’s a good chance they’ll be in the western group.”

“I’m sorry for Zhuge Lieutenant, but according to our sama soldier, it is highly likely that they will be in a group heading east.”

“Yes?”

“Haecheongyeong is the one who values himself more than the Demonic Cult, so in order to survive, he uses the western group as bait and is likely to blend in with the eastern group and run away, our sama soldier said.”

It was quite plausible, but because of politics, not logic, Zhuge Qing could not easily agree.

If a soldier of the Murim Alliance obediently follows what the soldiers of the Sado-ryeon say, the prestige of the political faction Murim will be diminished, and furthermore, the prestige of the Jegal family will be diminished.

“If you’re really worried about it, you’ll split into two groups: the Murimmaeng and the Apostles.”

“Okay. Then let’s chase the group going east.”

“Lord Lord?”

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Jegalcheong’s expression slightly distorted at Jeongcheongeomhwang’s cool answer.

Geomwang Jeongcheon, who noticed the dissatisfaction of the brilliant young soldier, secretly sent an electronic message.

– I’m sorry, but bear with me for once. If we fight among ourselves and move separately, we will be defeated individually by that monster.

-There is a saying that you are giving too much to the Apostles, but if you make concessions here too, there will be a lot of dissatisfaction. And according to my analysis, the seascape is more likely to be in the western cluster rather than the eastern one.

-know. I know. So, isn’t it just a matter of moving as quickly as possible to catch the guys in the east and driving the momentum to catch the guys in the west? When this war is over, I will bear all the bitterness, so please follow my will.

Even Jegalcheong couldn’t help it if Jeongcheon Geomhwang, the leader of the political faction Murim, came this far.

“···All right.”

It’s only going back a little, but the result won’t change.

Even if you run, you are in the same position as the Buddha’s palm, so you will eventually be caught.

‘alone?’

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Jegalcheong’s movements stopped.

With resourcefulness and insight comparable to the first head of the family who founded the Jegal family, he instinctively noticed that there was something disturbing in his thought.

‘Are you going to survive alone? Abandon all the Demonic Cults and be alone? If it’s poisonous enough to throw away all demonic cults as bait and survive alone…’

Thoughts that follow one after another.

However, the thought stopped moving further due to a sudden interruption.

“I’m sorry, but I think I won this time too.”

“… It hasn’t been decided that we won yet. Isn’t it possible that the sea sky view is in the east?”

“It may be. But isn’t it your argument that has been accepted here, not mine? What do you do if you come up with a good strategy? If you don’t get chosen, it’s useless in the end.”

“…ha, hahaha. Sama is good at joking.”

In Zhuge Qing’s mind, who was preoccupied with the argument with Sima Huang, there was no more what-if about the situation that he had just thought of.

* * *

All right! All right!

“Speed up! Don’t be late!”

The thick dust created by hundreds of horses and carriages spreads in all directions.

When a horse falls down, he throws it away without hesitation, replaces it with a reserve horse, and runs without rest.

It was a terrible forced march, but everyone couldn’t stop it.

“Hehehe. The idiots have been completely fooled! We are just bait!”

“What?!”

“As long as the leader is alive, Protestantism can be revived. Proud warriors of Protestantism! Let’s take at least one more as a road companion so as not to be ashamed of the name of Protestantism!”

“The reign of the Heavenly Demons, the blessings of the Heavenly Demons!”

“Kuh! Ready for battle!”

The dejection I felt when I realized that the guys who ran and caught up with me for three days were nothing more than bait was beyond words.

After half a day of fierce fighting, they managed to subdue the demons, but at the strong insistence of Jeongcheon Geomhwang, they couldn’t rest and had to drive their horses in the opposite direction.

“Hmmmm. Everyone seems to be very tired from repeated forced marches. How about taking a break?”

“It’s enough to take turns resting in the wagon. If they cross Xinjiang and cross over to Xianjiang, they will leave a grudge in their hearts, so now is the time to run without stopping.”

“Kuhm!”

“·······.”

At least, the only consolation was that the Red Blood Sazone and the Four Demon Emperors followed the forced march without saying anything, unlike usual, as if they felt some sense of responsibility for making this dog go through hardships.

After running for some distance, a loud noise erupted from the people in the lead.

“I can see! I caught up with the Demonic Cult bastards!”

In the desert beyond the hill, the Demonic Cultists were aiming their weapons in formation.

The life force and momentum emitted from the Demonic Cult’s representative military group, former masters, and elders were on a different level from those of the blue late exponents they faced in the east.

“Whoaaa!”

However, the death squad was not afraid at all and let out a fierce shout.

Those who belonged to the death squad were the elite who were selected and selected from the Murimmaeng and Sadoryeon.

Since it was the strongest martial group created to deal with the Demonic Cult, with more than half of the elders of the giant clan, one of the disciples, and the peak masters, there was no way they could be suppressed by this level of momentum.

“Noisy.”

The moment the old man in the lead muttered in a low voice, silence fell in the hall.

Everyone was shocked by the profound history contained in it.

However, the red-blooded warrior stepped forward with a bright smile on his face.

“You have enough skills to be given the grand nickname of Tongcheon God Horse. But you are the best in the world…”

“Half-man, half-horse Lee Ho-san.”

“…Jeongcheon Geomhwang.”

“Kheuheum! What, wasn’t it Haecheongyeong?”

Leaving behind the red-blooded warrior, who was clearing his throat, Jeongcheon Geomhwang politely took a fist.

“It’s been a while.”

“Isn’t it a place where we can leisurely exchange greetings?”

“But isn’t it a bit too much to start with a sword fight right away? Isn’t it something that might be solved by talking?”

“Do you think we can have a conversation in this situation?”

“That’s something you never know.”

As the saying goes, even a rat sees a hole to escape from and chases after it.

“If you hand over the leader of Haecheongyeong, I will not pursue you anymore and will retreat.”

“·······.”

“I will abolish martial arts and impose restrictions, but I will not do more harm than that, and I promise to treat you as a precious guest, in the name of this Jeongcheon Geomhwang.”

“Whoever wants to! I want to fight Haecheongyeong!”

Despite the red blood priest’s protests, Geomhwang Jeongcheon did not back down at all.

As the Demonic Cultists sitting here are truly the elite of the elite, it is clear that they will suffer great damage if they attack while ignoring death.

“Leader of Haecheongyeong! Come out! There is no reason to shed useless blood any more!”

Since Mt. Tenmandae, the base of the Demonic Cult, is burning and there are no future exponents left, even if we try to rebuild for decades, it will be difficult to regain the same momentum as in the past. is considered to be the best.

“·······.”

However, despite the soulful persuasion of Emperor Jeongcheon, the Demonicists were not shaken, but looked this way with an openly mocking expression.

The moment everyone, including Jeongcheon Geomhwang, was taken aback by the incomprehensible reaction, Elder Lee Ho-san burst into laughter.

“Hahahaha. You fools! We’re nothing but bait! The priest headed east with the priests and the latter ranks!”

“···yes?”

“Even if we all die today, as long as the religious leader and the later leaders who will be responsible for the future have escaped safely, the Protestant Church will one day be resurrected. And we will wipe out the hypocritical Moorim League and the cowardly Apostles to form the Magical World! Warriors of the Protestant Religion, It is a glorious sanctuary for Protestantism! Draw your swords, everyone!”

“Wait! What the hell are you talking about when the Sea Sky View went east?”

“Charge!”

“The reign of the Heavenly Demons, the blessings of the Heavenly Demons!”

Kwagwagwang!

Realizing that something was wrong, Geomwang Jeongcheon tried to continue the conversation, but Lee Ho-san quickly gave the order.

‘If there is neither in the east nor in the west, where is the seascape…’

Kwaaang!

“How dare you think of anything else with this body in front of you!”

“Kuk!”

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Jeongcheon Geomhwang, who cut off the bundles of strong spirits that had come before his eyes, half-opened his eyes and raised the strength of his danteon.

I can’t stand it because I’m worried about Haecheongyeong’s whereabouts, but Lee Ho-san, who is half man and half horse, is not a formidable opponent to the extent that he can win by selling his mind elsewhere.

For now, Geomwang Jeongcheon, who decided to focus on the battle in front of him, swung his beloved sword.

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