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Taejonbirok Volume 22, Chapter 19
Chapter 121: Lazy Man, Beating Up (4)
“Central Plains?”
Jang-il's voice trembled. For a moment, he felt confused and his mind went blank.
Central Plains? You went to Central Plains?
“It’s not certain yet, though.”
Even in the midst of all this, Zhuge Liang maintained his composure. His face seemed slightly pale, but at least his voice didn't tremble.
“What are the possibilities?”
At Wi Jeonghan's words, Zhuge Liang narrowed his eyes. Then he turned his head and looked at Wi Yeonho.
“My lord.”
"huh?"
“How many of those pursuing were there to be wary of?”
“It wasn’t there?”
“It wasn’t there…….”
Zhuge Liang pursed his lips.
'I didn't intend to catch it from the beginning.'
If they had any intention of capturing Wei Yanho, they wouldn't have assembled a pursuit force comprised of such a rabble. While such a statement might seem unfair to the demonic cult, considering Wei Yanho's power and status, at least someone of the bishop level should step forward. With such people, they would never be able to capture Wei Yanho.
“In the cave.”
"huh."
“How many of those who entered the cave were there who needed to be guarded?”
"two?"
"two……."
Zhuge Liang's face became more and more distorted.
“There was a guy blocking my way a little while ago, right?”
“Huh? Who?”
“That guy, the one who blocked my way at the end when I was breaking through!”
“Ah… um?”
Wi Yeon-ho scratched his head. He remembered well…
“That guy who cut off my neck.”
“Oh, I remember. Why him?”
“How many kids like that were there?”
“Uh… I don’t think there were many?”
Zhuge Liang's face became more and more distorted.
“How does the inaction of the guy who just cut off my head compare to that of the guy who invaded the volcano in the past?”
“The one who came to the volcano was much stronger.”
“……I guess so.”
Zhuge Liang began to tap his cheek with an anxious expression.
While Zhuge Liang was lost in thought, Wei Zhenghan asked Wei Yanhu with a stern face.
“Why didn’t you say anything when you knew what was going on?”
"I didn't know. I figured they weren't showing any suitable ones, but I figured they might be setting a trap. If the bishops were completely out of sight, they might not know, but among those who entered the cave, there were some strong ones."
“Hmm.”
I knew it wasn't a situation where I could blame Wi Jeong-han or Wi Yeon-ho. But the situation was so twisted that I couldn't just keep quiet.
“I must have gone to the central plains.”
Zhuge Liang came to a conclusion.
"I never thought it was possible. If we can attack the enemy's rear with a small group, the Demonic Cult can do the same."
"but……."
Wi Jeong-han tilted his head as if he couldn't understand.
'I don't understand.'
If I hadn't witnessed the wrath of the demonic cultists firsthand, I would have found it strange. But the fury of the demonic cultists chasing them was real. Could that hatred, the urge to eat them alive, be artificially created?
'It's impossible.'
If they felt that way, the leadership would feel the same rage. But suppressing that anger and operating calmly? At least for the demonic cult he knew, that was impossible.
So there are two possibilities.
Either the Demonic Cult had become much more rational during the long truce, or… … .
“I wasn’t angry.”
“…….”
Zhuge Liang's words accurately hit home on Wei Zheng's thoughts.
"But isn't it strange? The leaders don't get angry when ordinary believers get angry? Of course, there are cases like that. But this isn't one of them."
“Then, in the end, there is only one thing I can think of.”
Zhuge Liang spoke firmly.
"The leaders know something the average believer doesn't. Something that even the Holy Spirit and the church might consider trivial."
Wi Jeong-han immediately understood what Zhuge Liang had said.
I can't help but understand. Didn't he see that cave too?
“……Is it a heavenly horse?”
"If the Heavenly Demon has truly appeared as you say, my lord, then things like the Holy Fire and the main altar are meaningless. The Heavenly Demon is the Holy Fire, and wherever the Heavenly Demon is, the main altar will be."
“But it’s not certain yet.”
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"Of course. What's certain isn't whether the Heavenly Demon exists or not. It's that the true power of the Demonic Cult doesn't exist here."
"one……."
Wi Jeong-han kept his mouth shut.
I was about to ask what I could do with that number, but it was such a stupid question that it wasn't even worth asking.
What can you do?
There is nothing that cannot be done.
What could Wei Yanho not do with his might? If he set his mind to it, he could wipe out an entire sect or even turn the tide of battle in an instant.
'It's scary when you think about it.'
In the past, even during times of war, the prestige of the bishops was immense. It was simply overshadowed by the might of the Great Demon Emperor. Even if the entire Central Plains were scoured, no one would have dared to challenge the bishops.
Yet, the reason they were able to repel the bishops' attacks was because they did not gather in one place. They kept their distance from one another, as if each had their own conflicting interests.
It's not something to be criticized for being stupid. The same goes for the Jeongmu Alliance. Certainly, there are some unavoidable aspects. Gathering the world's strongest forces in one place and attacking them might increase the destructive power of each unit, but it would also mean the loss of those who could lead the entire force.
Ultimately, martial arts are a place where strength proves itself. No matter how brilliant a martial artist might be, without the aura of Kwon Geuk, they can't wield their power. Few would risk their lives to heed the words of a scholar.
The devil will add more.
The Demonic Cult values power to a degree incomparable to that of the Central Plains. They will not follow anyone who is not stronger than themselves. Even if they know that following someone who has studied specialized military tactics is realistically advantageous, they ignore that advantage out of pride.
To control them, the bishops had to be dispersed. It was a war fought without either side achieving perfect efficiency.
But what if we take away the troops that those bishops are supposed to control?
It would be like unleashing a wolf among the sheep. Doesn't the Wijeonghan already know how terrifying the bishop of the Demonic Cult is?
“They are under control?”
The Demonic Cult's violent nature and brutality extends to its allies. I've heard that even the bishops view each other as enemies. Yet, they're joining forces and moving in unison?
how?
Even that Red Eye couldn't make the bishops his puppets. While they acknowledged the cult leader's authority and recognized him as their superior, they didn't entrust him with the power of life and death and obey his commands without question. Who could have accomplished what even that Red Eye, even the Great Demon Emperor, couldn't?
'Has the Heavenly Demon really appeared?'
All circumstances point to one thing.
Even if I try to deny it, I can't. Even if this is all an illusion, one thing is undeniably clear.
'This isn't the movement of the Demonic Cult I knew so far.'
They've changed so much. They're brazenly committing acts that would have been unthinkable in the past. So what should the righteous do?
“Damn it, I can’t even adapt.”
I must report this to the new investigator immediately. However, I couldn't just storm the Demonic Cult with my current gear. There was no way to report this to the Central Plains.
“Zhuge Literature.”
“Yes, Grandmaster.”
“Think about it. What should you do?”
"Thinking should be left to the experts," replied Zhuge Liang, frowning slightly at Wei Zheng's command.
"First, we must find a way to inform the Central Plains of this fact. And then we must return to the Central Plains as quickly as possible."
“Is it possible?”
Zhuge Liang's gaze fixed on his stern face. Far beyond, the Demonic Cult's great army must still be holding its ground.
'How many of them will there be? Will they work? Will they do this?'
No matter how furious he was, he wouldn't be foolish enough to mobilize all of the Demonic Cult's forces to pursue them. Considering the scale of the Demonic Cult he knew, there would only be a handful of them at most.
Even doing that is a huge undertaking.
The Demonic Cult can single-handedly take on the Central Plains. Even if they claim only one-tenth of their power, it's still close to one-tenth of the Central Plains' total strength. Those currently pursuing them are said to be even more powerful than the Shaolin and shamanic clans.
Going back to the Central Plains after breaking through those people?
'It's not something to be considered possible.'
It was something that absolutely had to be done.
'Terrain, situation… everything is separate.'
If this were a lush mountain, or a jungle teeming with endemic diseases and wild beasts, things would have been better. At least there would be a place to hide. But this was a wasteland. A wasteland where there was no hiding, no escape.
The moment they turn toward the Central Plains, the Demonic Cult will immediately sense their intentions and will do whatever it takes to block them from reaching the Central Plains.
“I don’t think it’s something to be concerned with in terms of what is possible and what is impossible.”
“…….”
“Even if I die, even if only my soul remains, this is something I must do.”
"yes."
Wi Yeon-ho frowned.
“What difference would it make if I contacted you now?”
"hmm?"
"If the bishops were heading for the Central Plains with all their might, they should be there soon. No matter how fast the falcon flies, it can't outrun them."
“Even so, I have to do what I have to do.”
"I think it would be better to tie them up here. If the six of us can tie up a force of that size, it'll be much more advantageous for the Central Plains."
Wi Yeon-ho's words also had some truth to them.
But Wi Jeong-han couldn't ignore the anxiety welling up in his chest. He felt he had to go back. A certainty that went beyond a feeling.
'The Central Plains needs this guy.'
Wi Jeong-han looked at Wi Yeon-ho with firm eyes.
Neither the Cheon Il-yeon nor the Jeongwu Alliance could truly unite without the lubricant of Wei Yan-ho. While Wei Yan-ho's words might be accurate if we simply consider his power, his presence could have even greater effects on the Central Plains.
“I’m going back.”
“Oh my.”
Wi Yeon-ho beat his chest as if he was frustrated.
“I would rather die than be sick.”
But that wasn't all. Wi Yeon-ho didn't offer any specific rebuttal. Jang Il, who found this reaction odd, opened his mouth.
“You, are strangely obedient?”
"what?"
“Shouldn’t you have been running wild because you didn’t want to die?”
“Because I’m not dead.”
"huh?"
“It doesn’t matter since I’m not going to die anyway. It’s just hard and frustrating.”
“You’re not dying… What do you mean?”
“They have no intention of killing us.”
“Why?”
"I don't know."
Wi Yeon-ho stuck out his lips.
"For some reason, they won't kill us. To be precise, there are plenty of people who would kill us, but whoever controls them won't let us die."
"……why?"
“I said I don’t know.”
Wi Yeon-ho waved his hand with an annoyed expression.
Then he walked forward slowly, muttering.
“I can guess why, but… I hope not. It shouldn't be.”
At Wi Yeon-ho's words, Jang Il tilted his head as if he didn't understand English.