Chronicles of the Demon Faction

Episode 572 Protector, Killer (6)

Boom! Grumble!

“Kaaaaak!”

“What?!”

“It’s him! “That’s the guy that Hang-gyeongsang was talking about!”

Qarring!

With the advance shaking the earth, the red-flaming Guyuma Flower covered the entire area.

Pillars of fire shooting out in all directions burned down the vines and trees that had begun to cover the entire Sangvis Castle.

The plan is to eliminate them all before the Great War begins in earnest.

“Cough!”

Ma Dong-pil coughed.

No blood oozed out. But gradually his breathing became heavier and his complexion became pale. The interior began to disintegrate due to excessive use of magic.

‘Is it impossible?’

The iron blood castle is wide. Isn’t it so bad that it can be called a small country?

No matter how great a master Ma Dong-pil is, there is a limit to the power he can pull off.

Now the vitality group was gone, and even if there was a vitality group, the consumed magic energy did not refill in an instant.

In the end, I had to make a decision.

‘Introversion or extroversion.’

The scope is much wider. That was natural.

The important thing is that the inner castle is where the true power of the Iron Blood Castle is concentrated.

However, in the outer castle, there was a village of ordinary people who did not know martial arts. They were civilians who should not have been caught up in a fight like this in the first place.

Should we go towards maintaining the strength of the allied forces or should we save the civilians who are not involved in this fight?

‘Shit.’

It was a difficult issue for even the world’s Ma Dong-pil to make a decision on.

‘Master. What can I do?’

Qarring! Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!

Countless people were dying from the terrible binge.

They are one of the leading masters of Ma Dong-pil, Eongeuk, and martial arts. So these strange vines and tree trunks could be easily torn down or burned.

However, the civilians were powerless to stop this terrible attack.

The vines wrapped around the bodies of the civilians, breaking them, digging into their torsos and sucking out their blood.

The vines and tree trunks that absorbed the blood gradually turned red. The red vines and tree trunks became tougher and harder than before.

Ma Dong-pil bit his lip.

‘I’m sorry, leader.’

In order to lead a war to victory, preservation of friendly forces is essential.

However, Ma Dong-pil could not stand to see innocent civilians dying miserably from the hands of a bizarre tree.

Quaaaang!

Blood-red flames burned with a powerful advance.

Ma Dong-pil’s eyes were stained with blood, from the pupils to the whites of the eyes.

“Nine heavy magic swords (九重魔劍勢).”

By directly shouting the name of the martial artist out loud, the essential power of the martial artist is maximized.

The black blood demon sword made an explosive movement.

Crumbling!

The gust of flames that shot out in nine stems burned down all the trees in the area.

It is firepower beyond imagination. Ma Dong-pil’s martial arts performance, in which he made a deliberate effort and poured out all his strength, was so spectacular that it was jaw-dropping.

‘It’s not enough.’

But that wasn’t even close.

As an extreme demon master, he reached the limit of his power and turned the entire area into a sea of fire, but it was only a small part of the entire outer castle.

‘But I still do it.’

It is obvious that even one-third of the trees draped over the outer castle will fall down without being able to burn them.

But I couldn’t help it. Even if you know it’s impossible, you have to do it.

Fuuuuuuu! Puff puff poop!

The trees wriggled and burst into flames as the explosion continued.

It was a horrifying sight. Looking at the trees engulfed in flames and writhing like snakes, I couldn’t tell whether this was earth or hell.

It was then.

Ma Dong-pil’s eyes widened as he tried to burn down the trees that covered the area near the castle wall.

Googoo googung! Quaaaang!

The huge castle tower collapsed, crushing dozens of civilians.

‘this…!’

This was entirely Ma Dong-pil’s mistake.

They planned to spread a large wooden formation to surround the Iron Blood Fortress and completely destroy the Iron Blood Castle itself with the power of the Fire Extreme Fortress.

This was possible because the wood and firearms were amplified by magical power.

However, the fire fired by Ma Dong-pil was not an ordinary fire either.

Although it is not as destructive as the coexistence of the Heavenly Dragon Technique, it can cause a bigger fire if done incorrectly.

I tried to control my power so as not to have such terrible results, but it wasn’t perfect in the end.

“Damn it!”

Ma Dong-pil hurriedly ran to the civilians trapped in the fortress, but it was already too late.

Rumbling.

The movement of the trees became faster and faster. This was to suck up the blood that was splattering everywhere.

It is the divine energy of blood tree. This is precisely why the word blood (血) is always added to the power they wield.

The power that maximized the Celestial Dragon’s techniques was blood.

Energy flows rather than being stagnant, and the same applies to the energy of the human body. And the place where the body’s energy moves most actively was blood. The blood flowing through the veins spreads energy throughout the body.

This is where the saying that blood is life force comes from. In other words, the Heavenly Dragon Art

could be said to be a magic technique

as powerful as magic, which embodies imagination and will into reality based on the vitality of the human species that somehow survived the harsh disasters of Mother Nature .

“These!”

The black blood demon sword split the air.

Faaagh!

Trees were cut down by a devastating fire sword blow.

Ma Dong-pil’s breathing became heavier.

‘It can’t go on like this.’

He wasn’t the only one running amok in the outer castle.

Iron-blooded warriors, whose numbers were difficult to count, were also rampaging throughout the outer castle. They cut down trees or evacuated civilians.

‘It could cause harm not only to the civilians but also to our allies.’

Quad deuk.

Vines were constantly sprouting up everywhere. Before we knew it, the tree trunk had grown so quickly that it had become a huge tree and completely surrounded one of the pavilions.

‘What do we do.’

There was a lot of screaming. An explosion rang out.

Bloodless flesh was flying everywhere. The collapsing walls seemed to foretell the future of Iron Blood Castle.

‘What on earth should I do!’

Ma Dong-pil’s eyes, standing in the middle of that hellish world, became increasingly dark.

It was then.

Ma Dong-pil could see another fortress collapsing.

This time it wasn’t Ma Dong-pil’s mistake. The trees rising from the ground collapsed the center of the fortress.

‘…!!’

And there were countless civilians in front of the collapsing castle tower.

Paaaaaa!

Ma Dong-pil’s body became a beam of light and moved forward.

Burning trees? Kill the enemy? That didn’t make any sense.

‘Protect.’

It was always like that.

After entering Shingyo, he went on to become one of the three leaders of the Protectorate and became a close guard of the Ten Thousand Demons.

He has always grown up as someone who protects someone. It was he who risked his life to protect the object of his escort.

‘I’ll protect it this time!’

I will never let them die.

I have grown as a protector, but how many failures have I experienced so far? How many comrades were lost and how many mistakes were made.

A master of extreme magic? The cult leader’s right hand man?

This is a tinnitus that exceeds the fountain. Ma Dong-pil didn’t need such big words.

He was a person born into the world just to protect.

I protect the people I want to protect and the world I want to protect.

That’s all it takes.

‘no.’

A split second.

Ma Dong-pil could see the castle tower almost completely collapsed. And right under the castle tower, I saw civilians with their eyes tightly closed, stained with fear and despair.

I narrowed the distance with all my might, but there was still about twenty miles left.

As Ma Dong-pil now, there was no way to save them. The skill in divine techniques, the depth of magic, and the remaining internal power were all lacking.

‘Can’t I protect it this time too?’

I promised myself to protect it, but will I fail again this time?

Should these people, who are more precious than the thousands of lives of these scum that have nothing to do with the war, die?

‘I want to protect it.’

In a world that had slowed down, the castle tower was leaning more and more.

The fear and despair of the civilians was increasing at an alarming rate. It was much faster than the castle tower tilting.

‘Just this time.’

Blood lines appeared in Ma Dong-pil’s eyes, which were stained with darkness.

‘I’ll protect it this time!!’

At that time, Ma Dong-pil extended his black blood demon sword.

As if they were possessed by something, as if they could save them if they just did this.

All of Ma Dong-pil’s ‘desires’ were carried on the black blood demon sword, and the blood of the civilians he inhaled while cutting down the trees awakened his deep vengeful spirit.

Flash!!

The black blood demon sword radiated dark light.

The depth of desire and the ultimate limit.

A powerful desire that broke through the limits of his original desire forcibly awakened the Three Consciousnesses of Gu Yumagong.

Wow!

Here, another demon lord burst through the ground.

Googoo googung!

He is a true devil who descended on this world, shaking heaven and earth.

Another master of the world of desire, tearing the world apart and letting out a roar of terror, proving that I am the only god of destruction under the sky.

It was a manifestation of the Nine Demon King’s Three Sects and the Thirteen Demon King’s Terror Scams.

Ma Dong-pil’s mouth opened.

Hehehehe!

The roar of the Demon King, full of low, murky pitch black darkness.

‘Stop it!’

The black blood demon sword catches in an instant! And disappeared.

Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-bak!

The black blood demon sword, which turned into a single black line, cut through the castle tower hundreds of times in an instant.

It was literally as fast as lightning. It was truly divine swordsmanship that shattered the fortress with hundreds of slashes in the blink of an eye.

Rule the sword. Control the sword.

It was the pinnacle of kendo (劍道), Igigeeogeom (以氣馭劍).

The desire that deepened as he surpassed his own limitations opened up the three levels of Guyu Demonic Art and even broke through the swordsmanship, a power that a demon king should naturally possess.

That wasn’t all.

Ma Dong-pil’s two feet spewed fire.

Flash!

It was extreme speed.

The master who has surpassed human limitations and the limits of martial arts has now surpassed even the limits of the realm and is able to hit and shoot a long distance with extremely fast walking techniques.

The tilted castle tower shattered into hundreds of pieces, raining stones on the ground.

And in the meantime, Ma Dong-pil’s new form passed by all the civilians.

Kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwak!

A thick cloud of dust rose up along with a loud noise that echoed everywhere.

“Huh! “Huh!”

Ma Dong-pil took a deep breath. Beside him, who had already collapsed, the civilians he had saved from the collapsing fortress were trembling.

‘I kept it.’

Grumbling.

Blood was flowing from the nose and ears.

In an instant, he unleashed the Thirteen Demon King’s Terror formula and raised the level of martial arts itself, but even in that state, he showed moves that exceeded his limits.

I felt like my internal injuries were getting worse and the nerves all over my body were in tatters. My eyesight was dizzy from the extreme pain.

However, Ma Dong-pil’s face was full of joy.

‘I kept it.’

I kept it. them.

I was finally able to protect those I had pledged to protect with my own will.

Ma Dong-pil looked at the civilians with blurry eyes.

The faces of the civilians, who were terrified, were filled with surprise.

Ma Dong-pil smiled.

‘thank god.’

That expression, that lively expression full of joy and surprise.

That’s enough. I saw that face, so this is enough.

‘Thank goodness…’

Ma Dong-pil’s eyes gradually closed. Severe internal injuries and tattered blood vessels were sending his soul to the underworld.

But it wasn’t time to die yet.

If someone claiming to be the Demon King appears in this world, there is a Demon God above him who opens the sky and descends.

Hwaaaaaaaaaaa!

A huge amount of magical energy was carried in the heated craze.

Flash!

Ma Dong-pil’s eyes opened again.

Rumbling.

The tattered blood vessels were recovering at an alarming rate. Severe internal injuries were also healing at an inexplicable rate.

Crumbling!

Thunder and lightning swirled in the dry sky.

Ma Dong-pil woke up shakily. He had fallen into the swamp of death and was forcibly repatriated by God’s call.

He looked west.

A force close to disaster was surging from the western sky, which was slowly turning red.

“…Sir.”

It was the appearance of a demon god who would sweep away this bizarre battlefield, stained with the pettiness and complexity of vice and evil, in one fell swoop.