I Reincarnated as the Crazed Heir Chapter 341

Episode 341: The Battle of Jeongsa (9)

The last greeting of the King of Cons has fallen.

At the same time, his hand slowly fell, as if crushing a thick book. Then, the rising rocks began to fall in reverse.

The speed increased and it seemed like meteors were falling.

This was a nightmare, a disaster.

It was clear that in just a little while, he would become a weapon that would destroy the lives of the Murim Alliance.

"no……."

Help me. Help me, this dog!

Dan Ye-hwa cried out earnestly inwardly.

What mattered now was not the safety of my life.

I just didn't want the Murim Alliance to disappear here.

I didn't want these people to die in front of my eyes.

Even if it was a political faction that would have to draw their swords and face each other one day, I hoped that the rocks falling before my eyes would disappear right now.

But the reality was cruel.

All I could do was just watch helplessly.

At that moment, when I sensed such despair, a sound miraculously reached my ears.

[Don't move.]

Oh my god!

Then, the sound of waves being torn apart passed my ears and shot out.

Towards the King of the Apostles' Conspiracy.

"huh?"

Even the King of Fraud turned his head to the side at the threatening force flying towards him. And then he saw. That was… a boulder?!

Bam!

The stone was lodged directly into the temple, causing the Swindler's head to snap to the side.

Ss …

"Ku …

Are you crazy? The fraud king laughed for a long time, stopping the rocks he had been dropping in their tracks.

This isn't a genuine laugh. It's an expression of extreme rage.

Look at his face. He is a vicious yaksha and a real ogre.

He roared loudly.

"양태홍, 이 개새끼가-!"

There are only two people on this earth who will shed their sacred blood.

Yang Tae-hong and Ma Tae-pyeong.

It's either way. He's here.

Kukukukukung! The King of Conspiracy pushed the rocks away by twisting his palm to the side.

This is the cliff side where the boulder flew.

Shushu shush! This time, there was no time to prepare. It flew at a rapid pace like a meteor and slammed into the cliff.

Kwakwakwakwang! Dust rose high and the cliff edge sank without a trace.

Still angry, a heavy breath escapes the King of Cons.

The fighting ceased. Everyone dropped their swords. We stared wide-eyed at the incomprehensible situation.

And after a while.

A new model, blurry through the dust, caught everyone's eye.

Could it be… that someone survived that storm?!

If so, he must have poured out all his life's luck, or he must be a skilled person who can even avoid disaster.

And this time, of course… …it’s the latter.

"What a load of crap."

A dignified, low-mid range tone that cannot be missed.

And the rude language that doesn't suit him.

"you……?"

The fraud king tilted his head and looked at him.

This isn't the Yang Tae-hong I thought he was. He's too young to be called that.

Finally, the full form was revealed and everyone saw it.

A man holding a woman in his arms while waving a black robe.

The eyes of the warriors of the Murim Alliance were filled with shock.

"Really… you came?"

Even Dan Ye-hwa, held in his arms, looked up at his face with wide eyes. He saw the figure of the Confucian scholar, who exuded an indifferent and cold expression.

He appeared.

The master of the Demonic Cult and the Martial Arts Alliance, Ma Cheon So.

"My heart called you… Did you hear it? My voice. My wish. Right? Say so. Quickly."

"Are you back?"

"……thank you."

"Can't you hear me?"

"huh."

"He's out of his mind. Or maybe he never existed in the first place." Ma Cheon-so shook his head. "Well, who's sane? Even he's not sane."

He chuckled and looked around. It was obvious that more than half of the people were still alive, even after a considerable amount of time had passed.

'I guess he was just playing around.'

But that was a good thing.

If I had been just a little bit later, I would have been very angry. Even those who shouldn't have died would have been caught up in the flames.

It was good that you came. I hope you didn't die.

The reason he came here in such a hurry was not because he heard Dan Ye-hwa's heart, nor because he changed his mind about saving the Murim Alliance.

It was because of a word that Hwang Bogo said without thinking.

"Let's start here first. If you don't like it, you can go up first."

"What are you guys doing?! Hurry up!"

'… … .'

'Haha, well, well. Now that the Wind Dragon Lord is gone, there shouldn't be any major problems. He may be deaf, but his skills are definitely there.'

'Pungryongdaeju… …?'

'Yes, I saw it clearly. It was coming down the hill on the other side, riding the wind.'

Damn it. No plan is perfect. Seeing as how they finally found their way here after being sent so far away.

“……I’m unlucky, but it’s okay because I’m cool.”

"What are you saying?"

I lowered my head at Dan Ye-hwa's continued nonsense. Seeing her bright eyes shining as she held me in her arms, I knew she'd come to her senses.

"But, surely you're not on that side?"

Dan Ye-hwa nodded to the fraud king. It's incomprehensible that the leader of the Demonic Cult was in league with the Jeongpa. It wouldn't be different if he was in league with the Sapa.

"that's right."

"Oh, right? Then I called you for nothing! What should I do…?"

"But not now."

"Phew, thank goodness."

It's fortunate that the Demonic Cult leader is called in front of the dying Murim Alliance.

"Have you forgotten who I am?"

"Oh, I see. What should I do?"

"Don't ask so innocently." Ma Cheon-so shook his head.

He started walking again, toward the wind dragon platform.

It's really amazing.

Even though countless people were mixed together, not a single one of them moved even an inch.

This isn't something that was forced upon me.

It was the pressure that flowed out of Ma Cheon-so's body that made it like that.

It had to be that way.

Because I was no longer hiding my inner strength, but was revealing it in its entirety.

Chuck. Ma Cheon-so finally stopped and carefully placed Dan Ye-hwa on the ground. Before him stood Ya Yu-tak, his expression heavy with emotion.

At this, Ma Cheon-so looked at him indifferently and said.

"Protect."

"John-myung!"

At that concise word, the madman Yal-Tak knelt down and shouted.

What on earth is going on? Everyone's head is about to explode with confusion.

Next, Ma Cheon-so examined Dangpyeongsan Mountain and Namgung Ye-na, where traces of a fierce struggle were clearly visible.

The robe was torn like an old shoe, and the scars were deep. Only one person could have made those two like that.

Apostle Lienju. It's that guy's doing.

'This fucking bastard.'

A deep-seated murderous aura poured out ceaselessly from Ma Cheon-so's body.

"Why did the agent…?"

Namgung Yena muttered, as if she couldn't understand why he had forgotten her pain. Ma Cheon-so slowly took a step toward her.

Neither a loving ex-lover nor a cold superior.

With eyes like a beast that could devour the world.

"I told you not to come."

You could have died.

"Why aren't you listening?"

I could have lost you.

"Is the Murim Alliance that important?"

More than your life?

Ma Cheon-so stopped within arm's reach of her.

Thump, thump. Namgung Yena placed her hand on her pounding heart.

Why is this happening?

Is it because of the cold gaze of that beast, as if it were going to devour me at any moment? Or… … .

Thump. Ma Cheon-so's hand gently rests on her head, which is in disarray.

"ah……."

Why? I should be uncomfortable, but his touch is so sensitive and familiar. Why?

"What are you going to do when tomorrow comes?"

"yes……?"

"Think about it."

what.

"It'll be like that."

"how……?"

His voice rang like an echo in Namgung Yena's head.

It wasn't because his words were sweet. It was because she knew what would come next.

How could I not know?

As his mouth opened, he muttered along as if possessed.

"That's why I'm here."

"That's why I'm here."

He would always say this in moments of despair. And then a miracle always happened.

Wind Dragon Great Ju Quantum Pavilion.

He brought a wind of hope.

My vision became blurry.

It's ridiculous. It's impossible to make sense of it.

"Pyeongsan."

"Uh… huh?"

"Please."

"A favor? What? Could it be Namgung Yena? Why would you do that?"

Namgung Yena and Dangpyeongsan were so confused that they couldn't say anything.

Then, Ma Cheon-so quickly passed by Pungryongdae and walked towards the place where the King of Scam was.

The regret ends here.

The truth is… … .

"Ugh. This is driving me crazy. I thought the leader was here, but why is some little brat here? What are you?"

Thud. The fraud king landed lightly on the ground.

Finally, the two met again.

Instead of answering, Ma Cheon-so looked around.

It's a brutal battlefield. There must be countless corpses.

"Are you laughing?"

"Was that so?"

"You're still laughing. What are you doing?"

"Oh, I imagined killing you."

"Who are you, you little shit!"

At the King of Fraud's shout, Ma Cheon-so's gaze slowly met his. "What am I?"

"Leader."

"Leader? Could it be… Yang Taehong?! Did he do something like Banro Hwandong? He looks too much like that…"

"It's an agency."

"What? This kid…!"

Kkaaaak! The King of Conspiracy's sword was lifted. Then Ma Cheon-so continued to chuckle and mutter leisurely.

"I've heard people say you're out of your mind. That's certainly not wrong."

"That… I feel like I've heard it somewhere…?"

"You keep talking nonsense."

"Just answer the question. Are you the one who threw the stone?"

"then?"

"Hehe, what a funny kid. Then I'll just tear him to pieces alive."

"So you threw those rocks to save them? I thought they were narrow-minded, but their minds are empty too."

"Keep talking. How can I kill you…?"

"Thinking about it? You don't have to. You're the one dying."

"Kuuuuu… Hahaha! This kid has a lot of spirit. Well, okay. You're the proxy? Then if I catch you, the martial arts alliance will be finished?"

"Yeah, if I kill you, the Apostolic Alliance will be over. If you have a successor, tell me now. I won't have to bother looking for one later."

"Hehe. What makes you act like this? Are you the son of a leader?"

When the King of Fraud playfully taunted, Ma Cheon-so sent a telegram with a deliberately surprised expression.

[It's pretty good, right?]

[what……?]

[That's right, the son of the leader, Yang Tae-hong.]

[Hah… … Hahahaha! After the cult leader’s son, now the leader’s son? You guys are really having a bumper crop. Even the way you talk is similar.]

Of course. That's me, after all. Ma Cheon-so said softly, running his hands through his hair.

[By the way, you saved quite a few. I thought you'd killed them all. I wanted to call you stupid, but I changed my mind. Good job.]

[One hundred and seventy-eight. That's how many pieces of your body will be torn to pieces. Keep messing with it. See how much it stretches.]

If you want.

[Shall I give you a question?]

[……problem?]

[Who's the most foolish person here? The Murim Alliance, who crawled in on their own two feet, not even knowing they were being tricked by the Sadoryeon? Or you, the idiot who rolled all the way to Cheonghae, not knowing you were being tricked? Haha, guess what?]

[uh……?]

[Don't you get it? Foolish. Still, the location is well chosen. It's a pretty good place for traitors and scum to fight for the Central Plains.]

The conman's pupils shook incessantly. Then, unforgettable memories flooded his mind like thunder.

"We're traitors, and you're trash. That's enough justification for accusing each other."

'Either you and I end things here. Or… …we can have a proper fight someday in a wonderful place, with the Central Plains at stake.'

The arrogant son of Ma Tae-pyeong who appeared wearing a mask. The cult leader Ma Cheon-so.

"Geumchi, does this make sense?"

The fraud king looked for Geomchi, as if he was out of his mind with bewilderment.

But there is no sword here.

Ma Cheon-so said with a faint smile.

[The alliance ends here. Good work, trash.]

"So what the hell are you talking about, you little punk-!"

Kkaaaaaaah! The ghostly demon flew towards Ma Cheon So while screaming.