Chronicles of the Lazy Sovereign Chapter 685

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Taejonbirok Volume 28, Episode 10

Chapter 149: Laziness, Confronted (5)

Kwaaaaaaaah!

Jang Il's body floated into the air.

“Eww! What is this!”

Jang-il, who was blown away like a fallen leaf before a typhoon, screamed loudly.

Looking down from the sky, I could see very clearly what was happening.

'Things that don't even seem human.'

Black magic and pure white light collided head-on. The aftershock knocked everyone around them back. The black and white storm literally swept away the entire volcano.

Kwakwakwakwakwakwakwakwa!

It sounded like a giant dam bursting open, sending out a torrent of mud. Even with my eyes closed, I could tell just by the sound how dangerous this place was.

That energy.

If anything living were to be swept away by that swirling energy, it would not be able to survive.

The volcano's pavilions were shattered and swept away in all directions.

Jang Il's eyes clearly saw the fragments of the pavilion pouring down the steep cliff.

“Eww!”

“Save me!”

Of course, it wasn't just the pavilion that was thrown back. Those who had filled the volcano's summit couldn't withstand the impact and were swept away in all directions.

'Fuck.'

The sight made Jang Il feel two different emotions at the same time.

One is relief.

Falling off a cliff. Ordinary people would have died instantly, but fortunately, those filling the volcano were among the elite of the Central Plains.

If they were to fall from this height, it would be difficult to survive, but since they are all capable, they will find a way to survive.

But that relief didn't last long.

'How did you get so sick of it!'

Even the skilled players who could have survived a fall from such a cliff were now helplessly flailing about, unable to handle the aftermath of the collision.

People flutter like plum blossom petals fluttering.

It was an utterly terrifying sight.

'How strong does something have to be for something like this to happen?'

Jang Il looked down, speechless.

His body was also being thrown helplessly into the air, but I couldn't take my eyes off the sight.

Black magic invades the light.

'what?'

For a moment, I felt a subtle sense of discomfort.

Jang-il narrowed his eyes.

'The light is weak.'

The light from the lightsaber emitted by Wei Yanho felt different from usual, not as bright.

Relatively?

No, absolutely not.

It's not that he appears weak because the Heavenly Demon's magic is stronger. I can say this with certainty. The light sword Wi Yeon-ho unleashed was noticeably different from his usual form.

but…….

'Why don't I feel weak?'

Although the brightness of the light had clearly diminished, its power didn't seem to diminish. In fact, it felt even stronger than when it emitted a blinding light.

"that……."

“Where are you selling your mind!”

“Huh!”

Peng Do-geuk grabbed his arm and pulled him towards him. Then, their bodies quickly fell to the floor.

Kuung!

As soon as they touched the floor, the two bent down. Standing stiffly, they couldn't withstand this intense wave of energy.

Peng Do-geuk's face was distorted beyond recognition. He, too, seemed shocked by this horrific sight.

“Get ready!”

"hmm?"

“When the conflict is over, rush in.”

“What are you talking about?”

“I can’t stand that!”

Peng Do-geuk said through gritted teeth.

“It’s getting pushed.”

Which one?

The answer is obvious.

If the Heavenly Horse is pushed, they won't need to prepare.

Jang-il turned his head slightly. Musan-do, perhaps thinking the same thing, was staring ahead with a face visibly tense.

He can't jump in right now, but he looks like he'll join in as soon as he sees an opportunity.

'Those crazy guys.'

Help? Who?

'They are not people.'

What help can they be?

If a tiger and a dragon are fighting, what difference will it make if a few ants jump in?

These guys can't be unaware of that fact. That their power alone is powerless to influence the fight.

Tanglanggeochul.

No, that's better. A locust might not be able to stop a cart, but it could at least annoy the driver. Their rushing into that area would be even more reckless than a locust blocking a cart.

And yet… … .

'Say what you want.'

As soon as he heard Peng Do-geuk's words, his body became filled with tension.

His mind may not understand, but his body is ready to jump in at any moment. So who can blame?

“It’s crazy.”

Jang Il grabbed the baton while repeating the word 'crazy' over and over again.

“Ugh!”

The new detective put his hand on the floor.

Get pushed out.

The shockwave created by the collision of two black and white energies was blowing away everything around it.

Even the Shingi Investigator, who could not boast of having reached the level of a true master of martial arts, but was confident that he could easily surpass most martial artists, was unable to withstand the immense pressure.

It's easier if you step back.

Despite knowing this fact, Shin Ki-su resisted the pressure that was pressing upon him, risking his life.

'I have to see it.'

With his eyes.

And you have to find opportunities.

“Military officer!”

The new detective turned his head slightly.

Wi Jeong-han also seemed to have the same thoughts and was resisting with all his might.

Jeonghan!

The new detective's eyes sank.

Just as he couldn't retreat, so could Wei Zhenghan. Even if the whole world fled, Wei Zhenghan alone would remain unmoved from this place.

“Calm down!”

"yes!"

The new detective looked ahead with trembling eyes.

'But this… … .'

Is this really something that could happen in real life?

Just looking at it feels like my soul is being shattered. I never could have imagined that such a sight could emerge from human-on-human confrontation.

Black and white energies swirl together and soar into the sky.

It's as if a white dragon and a black dragon are squeezing each other's bodies to kill each other.

'What should I do?'

The new investigation could be felt at this moment.

Can't stop it.

Anyone who sees this scene knows: they are not beings that others dare to stop. If they can't stop each other, human power alone won't do anything.

Even if everyone left in the world rushes in, it is an existence that cannot be handled.

That is why absolute is absolute.

A million ants could reduce a person to skeleton. But if a person were determined to confront the ants, there's no way they could kill them.

Because even if you just keep trampling and retreating, ants can't catch up with people.

It's the same.

There are many strong men here, and the main force of the Jeongmu Alliance will arrive soon, but will their presence be enough to stop those two?

It's impossible.

Ultimately, the battle will be decided here. Only Wei Yanhu can stop the Heavenly Horse.

'How can it be so cruel?'

The new detective shivered.

The burden that child carries is so heavy.

but…….

'I have to do it!'

The new detective looked at Wi Yeon-ho with bloodshot eyes.

The will, sharpened like a blade, loses its way.

The determination not to back down flutters like fallen leaves in a typhoon.

Everything that had been upright was crumbling.

The magic of the Heavenly Horse was destroying not Wei Yanhu's body, but his mind.

There was nothing special about Magi. It was just that indescribable power that was crushing everything in Wei Yanhu.

Incomparable immovability.

The will not to back down.

It all gets swept away like sand on a wave.

'Don't be shaken.'

Wi Yeon-ho gritted his teeth.

Everything is at stake.

He was pushed back helplessly before the black magic of the Heavenly Horse, which had pulled out every last bit of his power.

Endless despair.

It felt like my toes were giving out and I was plummeting to the bottomless floor. At the edge of that despair, there was only one thing Wei Yanhuo could hold on to.

Baek Muhan.

If he had not seen the Master with his own eyes and experienced it with his own body, Wei Yanhu would not have dared to even think of opposing the Heavenly Demon.

He is the one who has truly crossed swords with Baek Muhan.

A true Baek Muhan, different from that Baek Muhan.

authentic…….

Wi Yeon-ho's eyes became slightly dazed.

What is true?

The Master told him that he was an incomplete being, possessing only a part of the infinite. Then… … .

Wouldn't the author be closer to Baek Mu-han?

Even though he may not have everything that Baek Muhan has, hasn't he experienced things that Baek Muhan hasn't?

If perfection is interpreted as having no shortcomings, then Baek Muhan is someone who knows more and has experienced more than his teacher.

In that case, it would be better… … .

Wi Yeon-ho bit his lip tightly.

It's shaking.

It was not the power of the Heavenly Horse, but a voice that shook him from within Wei Yanhu.

'This is… … .'

Why don't you resist?

There's no way I can win?

There's no point in resisting. The author is Baek Muhan. Your teacher. So, shouldn't you follow him?

Even if they don't follow, do you protest?

To Baek Muhan?

Stupid thing.

Also stupid.

'Fuck.'

Wei Yanho knew what that voice was.

'Heart Demon.'

No matter how much he pretended to be normal on the outside, his heart was clearly wavering.

How could I not care?

My brother died and even his body was taken away.

It is said that the one who took that body was the Demonic Cult's Heavenly Demon.

And that heavenly horse is none other than Baek Muhan!

How can one not be shaken?

Anyone, not even Wei Yanho, would be able to maintain composure in this situation.

I feel like my body is going to explode.

The pressure pressing down on my body had already caused my fingertips to burst. My bones were crushed, and my flesh was torn away.

But Wei Yanhu did not back down.

I can bear some physical pain. It's far better than having my heart broken.

'I am!'

Strength enters the fingertips gripping the sword. Even now, even the sensation is fading, but I pour all the strength I can muster into the sword.

I know.

The Heavenly Horse becomes stronger.

The current Cheonma is still unfamiliar with his own body. And the magical energy he's absorbed hasn't yet been fully transformed into his own.

It's incredible considering his immense power, but Cheonma is currently at his weakest.

What if I can't overcome it now?

I can never win. I can never deal with it.

Only now! This moment is the only time to face the Heavenly Demon!

'So come out more!'

Whether it's history or not.

Whether it's the soul or not.

If you can, you have to put in whatever you can to get through this moment!

“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!”

Blood gushed from his neck. Every blood vessel in his eyes burst, and tears of blood flowed out.

And that much more powerful energy emanated from him. The Baekmuhan's inner energy contained within his stomach also resonated with him, radiating power.

“Ah …

And that moment.

A very cold and chilling voice was heard.

“Did you think that doing your best would make a difference?”

Creepy.

A cold sensation that digs into the spine.

And at that moment, the magic wriggled and rushed at Wei Yanhu with a momentum incomparable to anything seen before.

“I will tell you what despair is.”

With the cold voice of a heavenly horse.