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Taejonbirok Volume 27, Chapter 19
Chapter 146: The Lazy Man Cries (4)
The speed of the Bima was beyond the visual perception. Moving at such a rapid pace, it was doubtful whether anyone could see anything clearly.
But even that speed of the Bima did not work on Wei Yanho.
Kwaaaaaaaaaaah!
Bima wasn't just fast on his feet.
The proof was that he had blocked Wei Yanhu's sword. Even the Kwon Ma and the Mad Ma could not block Wei Yanhu's blow, but Bima had blocked it.
Of course, blocking it doesn't mean that the power contained within it has been released.
Thump! Thump! Thump!
Bima's body bounced. Like a water sparrow thrown into a calm lake, his body bounced several times from the ground.
“Inoooooooo!”
The demon did not get along well with Wei Yanhu.
He is a demon who is skilled in all kinds of sorcery and magic and is considered an object of fear even in the Demonic Cult, but none of his sorcery works on Wi Yeon-ho.
Every time the magic and yogic spells were fired at Wei Yanhu, a dazzling light would emanate from within him, literally erasing the spells.
It was as if I had swallowed a magical device that had the power to destroy death.
Of course, it was Baek Muhan's internal energy that brought about that effect, but the demon couldn't have known that fact.
“This monster.”
Nevertheless, the demon proved why he was the bishop of the Demonic Cult.
Even though it is an opponent with no chance of winning, he does not back down.
The demon showed with his whole body the sense of responsibility that comes with being a bishop.
His whole body swells up.
Rigid body technique.
A secret art among secret arts that summons spirits to strengthen one's body.
However, there was no way that he could handle Wei Yanho, who was considered the strongest in the Demonic Cult with his divine power, with his poor magic.
Paaaaat!
Wi Yeon-ho's white sword swings and cuts the demon's chest with a long stroke.
But instead of retreating, the demon lunged forward. Blood gushed from his chest, engulfing Wei Yanhu as if he were alive.
It was a strange number that was beyond imagination.
But even that didn't work on Wi Yeon-ho.
Paaang!
Wi Yeon-ho's sword swung, tearing through the air. A tremendous gust of wind was created, and the flying blood was hurled back.
“This guyoooooooooo!”
The demon screamed and rushed at Wei Yanhu, but Wei Yanhu lightly swung his sword and cut off the demon's head.
Bam.
The demon's head, wide-eyed, fell to the floor. His eyes were filled with a mixture of shock and resentment.
And the eyes of those who saw the sight were filled with astonishment.
This is the second one.
Here, two bishops have already died at the hands of Kang Jin-ho.
“Eww!”
Kwon Ma jumped up from his seat and tried to rush at Wi Yeon-ho.
“You idiot! Can’t you just stop?”
At that moment, the Blood Demon screamed. Kwon Ma's body flinched.
“If we rush in one by one, we will all die.”
"this……."
Kwonma stood frozen in place. Despite his seething anger, no one could deny that the Blood Demon's words were correct.
Kwonma stood beside the blood horse with cautious steps. Then, the flying horse, which had been thrown away, flew back like a ghost and filled the blood horse's side.
“Whew!”
Bima spat the blood from his mouth onto the floor. Then he raised his head and looked at Wei Yanhu.
'Fuck.'
Bima's eyes burned with hatred.
The shock of Wi Yeon-ho's sword still lingered in his body. His upper body still tingled, and his hands trembled.
“……How on earth did that little brat acquire that much internal energy?”
It was something I couldn't understand at all.
Wei Yanhu may be strong.
Now, it's foolish to deny Wei Yanhu's strength for any number of reasons. Occasionally, incomprehensible geniuses emerge in the world, and Wei Yanhu is one of them.
But no matter how much I think about it, I can't understand that history.
Isn't internal energy ultimately something that is built up over time?
Even if Wei Yanhu is a genius of the ages, he cannot build up his internal energy at a faster rate than others.
But now, Wei Yanhu's internal energy surpassed that of the bishops who had been training for decades.
“……Don’t try to understand.”
The Blood Demon's conclusion was simple.
“Even if you try to understand, you can’t. You can only think that’s just how he is.”
“……Fuck.”
Bima ground his teeth.
It feels like they are receiving back the same fear they instilled in the Central Plains.
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“Are you afraid?”
“Fuck, you call that a word?”
“Who is afraid?”
“…….”
Bima closed his mouth.
The blood horse's words pierced his lungs.
Who are you afraid of?
Sweat began to pour out of Bima's head.
I'm scared.
He is so scared.
“……If we can't deal with him like this, we'll have to bear the full brunt of his wrath. Wouldn't it be better to fight him and die?”
“Ugh.”
Kwonma nodded.
"It's been a while since you've said something so fitting. It's better to die fighting."
Wi Yeon-ho narrowed his eyes.
The bishops' demeanor changed. Moments before, they had seemed hesitant and tentative, but within a few words, their presence was replaced by a fierce hostility and fighting spirit.
"hmm."
Wi Yeon-ho stretched his sword forward.
No matter how strong Wi Yeon-ho becomes, the bishops are always a threat.
'There's no way it'll be easy to deal with.'
The moment you say "Oops", your neck is cut off.
Wei Yanho calmed down.
The Blood Demon spread his arms, bloodshot eyes emitting a blaze of light. A red aura rose above his hands.
“The only way to escape his wrath is to kill him.”
Kwonma and Bima raised their hands, gritting their teeth.
“Can I ask you something?”
But Wei Yanho's words cut off their momentum.
The blood demon frowned.
“Are you trying to waste time?”
“Me?”
“…….”
The blood demon closed his mouth.
No further explanation is necessary. That one statement alone will convince everyone. Wei Yanhu currently holds the upper hand. Three bishops are opposing Wei Yanhu, but none of them can threaten him.
But why would Wei Yanho waste time?
“What is it?”
“What the heck is that Cheonma guy?”
“…….”
The blood horse looked at Wi Yeon-ho with strange eyes.
“Why do you mention his name?”
“I don’t understand, that’s why.”
Wi Yeon-ho shook his head.
“I want to believe it’s all a lie, but I can’t deny the existence of the Heavenly Demon after seeing and feeling it… But I can’t deny the existence of the Heavenly Demon because it doesn’t show itself at all.”
Wi Yeon-ho stared at the blood horse.
“Does that guy called Cheonma really exist?”
“Heh heh heh heh.”
The blood demon let out a low laugh.
“You really don’t know anything.”
“There’s no way I knew. No one told me.”
“Wei Yan Ho.”
The blood horse spoke softly.
“You will die.”
“…….”
"It would be better for you to die by our hands now. If He steps in, you will die. And it will be in the most horrific way possible."
“That’s right.”
Wi Yeon-ho scratched his head.
"I just can't understand. If he's so talented, why doesn't he step forward? He can't be playing a secret game, can he?"
“You couldn’t come forward until now.”
“……Until now?”
Wi Yeon-ho's eyes narrowed.
Does that mean that you can come forward now?
"Then shouldn't you have stepped forward from the beginning? Why is someone so capable just standing there watching you all get pushed out?"
“You don’t know. You really don’t know anything.”
A look of irritation appeared on Wei Yanho's face.
Why is Wi Yeon-ho speaking as if he should know this?
But the words that followed even blocked Wei Yanho's dissatisfaction.
“We mean nothing to Him. We are nothing more than hunting dogs to Him.”
"……hound?"
"Even a hunting dog is too kind. He doesn't even allow the affection a hunter bestows upon his hound. We simply consider it an honor to obey Him and give our lives for it."
That's not a lie.
I could tell intuitively. A solemn expression emanated from the speaking Blood Demon's face, a look of unmistakable gravity.
It gives me goosebumps.
No matter how much Wei Yanho overpowers them, they are still the bishops of the Demonic Cult. It's pointless to even try to explain the status of the Demonic Cult's bishops in the martial world.
But these people are comparing themselves to hunting dogs. No, they're even saying they're not worthy of being called a hunting dog.
It's not just one blood horse's opinion.
Bima and Kwonma also didn't refute Bloodma's words. Instead, they nodded as if in agreement.
What is it that makes those bishops tremble so much…?
“Is Cheonma really that strong?”
“You don’t know.”
“I’m sick of hearing that now…….”
“And we don’t know either.”
“…….”
Wi Yeon-ho closed his mouth.
"How strong He is, how great He is… we don't know. Ants can't know how strong humans are. The only strength an ant can feel is the strength of a finger pressing down on it. We don't have the brains or the ability to comprehend His power."
Wi Yeon-ho frowned.
The blood horse was clearly paralyzed with fear.
'It doesn't match.'
The name Blood Demon, and the position of Bishop of the Demonic Cult.
Considering his achievements in helping the Great Emperor of Hemp and spreading terror throughout the Central Plains, the frightened old man's face is completely incomprehensible.
Is it possible that the bishops of the Demonic Cult, who are not even afraid of death, feel such fear towards just one person?
“Then why are you fighting?”
“…….”
“If only that gentleman would step forward, everything would be resolved.”
“Heh heh heh heh.”
The blood demon laughed.
“This is a struggle.”
“Struggling?”
"Yes. A struggle to appease His wrath. Otherwise, even we will be swept away by His wrath and reduced to ashes."
“You keep saying things that I can’t understand at all…….”
“Enough is enough.”
The blood horse raised its hand and stopped Wei Yanho from speaking.
"No matter how much I explain, you won't understand. Those who haven't experienced Him firsthand can't even begin to imagine what kind of person He is. So, rather, die here by our hands. That will be a happy death."
“I appreciate your concern, but…….”
Wi Yeon-ho scratched his head and straightened his shoulders.
"I'm a bit of a slacker, so I don't like doing what others tell me to do. So I refuse."
“You have no authority.”
The blood demon gritted his teeth.
Then he shouted loudly.
"The Holy Spirit is with you! Do not retreat! Show the power of the doctrine to those wicked Central Plains bastards!"
"insect!"
With a loud roar, the demons began to charge forward again, gaining momentum.
“Kill him!”
And the three bishops, including the Blood Horse, charged towards Wei Yanhu with all their might. Wi Yanhu, watching this scene, tightened his grip on his sword.
'You don't understand.'
Then just let me understand.
A dazzling light began to shine on Wei Yanhu's sword.
A dazzling brilliance that seems to illuminate everything in the world.