I Reincarnated as the Crazed Heir Chapter 345

Episode 345: The Last of the Con King (1)

Kang! Ma Cheon-so turned and struck the Gwicheon-do with the Holy Fire Demon Sword and flew at the Sagi King.

However, he missed his chance and was hit by a purple pillar that emitted from his body, shattering the river wall into pieces.

"Are you tired? Do you think I, a great person, would get tired of something like this?"

"Your complexion is pale. It seems like your internal energy is slowly depleting."

"My face is like white jade!"

"Seeing such vile words coming out of my mouth, I guess the fraud king is not dead yet."

"Dog -like cub! Chew!"

The fraud king continued to swear and make bets. Ma Cheon-so only made a sneer.

They were fighting each other without any compromise in their words or positions, but the inside story was a mess.

After reaching this level, I felt my physical limitations, which I had never experienced before, and my fingertips began to tremble.

'Am I really going to lose? To that kid…?'

The fraud king looked at Ma Cheon-so, who was smiling leisurely, and tried to suppress his heart that was beating faster and faster.

He is the god of the apostles who was born by eating ten thousand souls.

There's no way I could be defeated by a lowly human being.

"Where are you looking?"

"Ugh!"

Shhh! I was startled by the Holy Fire Sword that passed before my eyes and tilted my upper body back to dodge.

It's true. You could really lose. You could die here.

The sudden confusion gradually filled my mind.

And this was not much different for Macheonso.

'You can't catch a guy with a wall.'

My internal energy was also gradually reaching its limit, and there were more than a few moments when I felt a chill down my spine at the sight of the sudden rise of a strong wall just by getting close.

Chuck. Before they knew it, the two stood facing each other without saying or doing anything.

They both had a gut feeling.

Just one move. That everything must end within that.

* * *

The foot of Kunlun Mountain

"Is it…the end?"

On the mountainside where the collapsed mountain had collapsed, countless people were looking up at the sky and praying with anxious hearts.

They were survivors of the Murim Alliance.

The scattered warriors of the Jeongsa naturally split into the East and West and reached a ceasefire.

And their appearance was quite different from when I first entered.

It was natural that they were in a dirty state, and no one was in good shape.

Covered in wounds. It was a fitting description of their current state.

Still, it would have been fortunate if he had survived. No, it would have been a stroke of luck if at least his body had been recovered.

As the landslide occurred, countless people, regardless of their social status, were sacrificed to Kunlun Mountain.

Ephemeral death.

The fatigue of war had taken hold of everyone, and now they no longer had the strength to draw their swords.

All that could be done now was to wait for heaven's judgment.

The King of Scams and the Demon King.

I'm talking about the confrontation between two absolute beings.

"Ambassador, what's going on? Why is it so quiet?"

The four treasures flocked between the Treasure Master and the Hyeon Yang Do-in.

To them, the Macheonso and the Sagiwang were beings beyond the realm of the heavens. Only a few whose realms were close to reaching the level of a true god could glimpse them.

“It seems… that it is about to end. Infinite Life Buddha.”

The Great Master Bohwa clasped his hands together and chanted. The war had unfolded in a manner far different from what he had anticipated.

I thought that the only ones who could stop the Sado Ryeonju were the martial arts leader Yang Tae-hong and the elders of Toprim.

So, before going out, I sent a letter and planned to wait for them at Kunlun Mountain.

but.

‘I never thought the Apostle Lord would be hiding here… … .’

The results were disastrous. The Sadoyeon headquarters were waiting for the Murim Alliance, and when they realized they had fallen into a trap, they thought it was over.

Until he showed up.

‘Sacheonhoeju… … .’

Master Ma of the Sacheonhoe. A man who appeared like a comet and rose to the position of leader of the Murim Alliance.

I thought I held him in higher esteem than anyone else, but I was wrong. It was the arrogance of a foolish commoner.

He was a person of such standing that no one could judge him arbitrarily.

Some have called his bizarre decision to go into this war without any preparation rash, but they are completely wrong.

Because of him, it was a possible tactic.

And most people felt the same way.

Although only a few days had passed since his departure, his perspective on Ma Cheon-so had completely changed.

'I thought it was a snake that hadn't fully grown yet, but it was a dragon!'

"If the acting leader defeats Yeonju, the world will fall under his feet. He must form a bond with Sicheon and Sicheonhoe."

'It would be better to just throw away the two-faced plan… … .'

The Sabos' minds were constantly calculating the future. Unlike their inner thoughts, their outer voices were unanimous.

"Please tell me something. It's already been a day. Is your Majesty well?"

"If the acting leader, no, the leader, loses to Yeonju, the martial arts alliance will be finished!"

"We must find a proxy. No matter what happens, we must!"

With the support of the Sabos, all the warriors of the Murim Alliance prayed and prayed for Ma Cheon So's safety.

At this, Ambassador Bohwa and Hyeonyang looked at each other silently and sighed.

Those who were so impatient because they couldn't catch Ma Cheon So were now asking about his well-being as if they were being told to listen.

Besides, that wasn't what was important right now.

It was right to have a deep discussion about the reality, not the substance.

'The martial arts of the private school did not originate from shamans. If not from the Western Regions or the Western Zhuangzi, then… . . . '

Hyunyang shook his head, as if he thought it was disrespectful to even think about it.

A name I can't even bring myself to recall.

Magic.

The martial arts that Ma Cheon-so displayed against the Scam King seemed close to magical arts.

Even if others didn't know, he and the treasure ambassador clearly saw it.

Just looking at the back, a threatening devil is sitting there, and crimson flames are shooting out.

If his roots are truly magical… … .

'Perhaps… the Great Battle of Jeongsa is just the beginning.'

Brrrr. Hyunyang's whole body trembled.

It wasn't a question of who to trust or not to trust.

The reason Ma Cheon-so was able to become the leader and the acting leader was because the shaman acknowledged his distribution.

But if he is someone who has mastered magic, not regular magic… … .

'It's going to be a civil war.'

The warriors of the Murim Alliance had already seen the atrocities of the Sadoryeon with their own eyes.

So I was indignant and furious.

But what if Ma Cheon-so defeats Sado-ryeon-ju in this situation?

Everyone will support him, and he will become the birth of an unprecedented hero.

Even if it is revealed that he has mastered magic, those who were disappointed by the sight of the Sabos trying to escape may continue to support him.

It was a terrible thing to even think about.

And the most frightening thing is.

'Maybe this was all planned.'

The point was that it might not be a coincidence.

"Was Sa-suk keeping the warriors in Pyeongryang County simply out of deception? Or did he really not know that Sado-ryeon existed in Kunlun? To face Yeonju, he had no choice but to reveal his hidden martial arts. And, as expected, Sa-suk displayed them with aplomb, as if no one cared anymore… ."

Hyunyang raised his head again with a complicated feeling.

Between the clouds, Ma Cheon-so and Sa-gi-wang stood tall, facing each other.

He prayed and prayed earnestly.

I hope that Ma Cheon So is not an enemy of that level.

Meanwhile, at Pungryongdae, on a wide rock far away, there was someone who was struggling with the same concerns as Hyeonyang.

"No matter how you look at it, it's strange. A half-age immortal? A person who is not even two years old can fly through the sky and be on par with Yeonju. Do you want me to believe this?"

The eyes, crescent-shaped like those of Dangpyeongsan Mountain, were distorted.

As the days passed and my thoughts deepened, my doubts also grew stronger.

of course.

"Hey, you little punk. Don't you trust me now?"

There were also Yalul-tak and Dan Ye-hwa who had infinite faith.

"There's a fool here who's blindly believing? Haha."

"What, Inma?"

"Listen carefully, Aesong. To step on the sky means sending your inner energy through your toes for a split second, forming a barrier, and leaping forward. If you neglect that delicate maneuver even for a moment, you'll fall to your death."

"whatever."

"How foolish. That brilliant private tutor flying around right now is not only throwing bets at you, but he's also throwing bets at you with both hands. To be able to do that, he must have mastered some legendary technique…"

Dang Pyeong-san paused for a moment and swallowed. Then Namgung Ye-na, who had been silent, continued speaking.

"I guess it means a master who has reached the state of the present."

Everyone had expected it, but hearing the two letters "Hyeon-gyeong" with my own ears brought a new feeling.

Hyeon-gyeong. The realm of immortality as described in Taoism. Currently, only the martial arts leader Yang Tae-hong is known to have achieved this level.

But the acting manager who can't even do this is Hyun-kyung.

The atmosphere became heavy. And just then, out of nowhere, Yal-Tak burst out laughing.

"Puhahaha! The Supreme One is Hyeon-gyeong? That's hilarious and ridiculous. Listen carefully, you rascal. That's not Hyeon-gyeong, that's called a wondrous mask…woof!"

"Yabultak, shut up."

There's no reason to spread rumors about me being a demon. What about the horse riding?

Dan Ye-hwa's delicate hand covered Yal-tak's lips and pulled him back.

"Whether it's Hyun-kyung or whatever, the acting manager will definitely win."

Dan Ye-hwa spoke decisively as if to sort out the situation.

Namgung Yena nodded at this. Then she added:

"Now, it's important who wins. In the martial arts world too…"

And to me too.

Her last words cleared everyone's doubts.

What matters now is the match between those two.

The worry comes later.

"Anyway, the speed is comfortable. Well… I'm curious as to who will win, though, haha."

Dangpyeongsan Mountain raised its head again.

And that moment.

Kwakwakwakwang!

Once again the sky screamed.

* * *

Kunlun Mountain Hill

Whew. A cold wind blew.

The clouds rolled in and a brilliant light enveloped the two.

Kwakwakwakwang!

Once again, thunder roared in the sky, and the world was turned upside down.

The battle of the absolutes has begun again.

Shuaaaaah! The King of Conspiracy flew forward, holding the Gwicheondo sword in his hand. His momentum was even fiercer and more powerful than before.

The will to finish it this time was completely embedded in it.

"Damn it-!"

Kkaaaak! With the shout of the King of Conspiracy, the Gwicheondo swept down with the force of a single sword and two-edged sword, starting from Macheonso's forehead.

Whoosh! Ma Cheon-so then leaned back and crossed his Holy Fire Demon Sword left and right.

Kaang! As the sword stopped, unable to descend any further from his chest, the King of Scams, as if he had expected this, immediately released his sword and gathered his bets.

It's a long method. Ma Cheon-so's brow furrowed in surprise.

Even though he had clearly removed his hand, the noble spirit still pressed down on his body as if it had some kind of ego.

If you let go of the Holy Fire Sword, the Gwicheondo will cut through your body, and if you keep blocking it like this, you will be turned to dust and disappear in one go.

"Get out of here!"

Kwaaaaak! The tension that continuously poured out from the hands of the King of Conspiracy struck Ma Cheon-so and Gwi Cheon-do like a flash of lightning.

"Hahahaha!"

The new form of the Macheonso was not visible due to the light, but he continued to place bets endlessly.

But at that moment, as if impurities were encroaching, a crimson flame began to flicker within the light.

Hwaruk! The darkness that had grown in an instant swallowed up the light.

"This guy……"

The fraud king, overcome with embarrassment, quickly took a step back.

Then, the flames that had been flickering there took shape and transformed into the appearance of a celestial demon.

"This time it was dangerous."