I Reincarnated as the Crazed Heir Chapter 391

Episode 391: The End of Sohochangcheon (2)

Papapapat! This time, they must have understood for sure, as countless swords rose into the air.

A smile forms on Geomchi's lips.

"His Majesty the Emperor is watching, so let's just cut it a hundred times."

And from his hand a pure white sword shot out as if to split the world apart.

Swaaaaaaah!

It was a truly delightful and ecstatic noise. But this was only the beginning.

Swish, swish, swish! The refreshing, stretching out sword continued endlessly.

Kkuadduk! As if flesh was being torn, Sohochangcheon's wings were being torn off little by little.

[Cheeky things-!]

But he didn't stay still. He roared, shot out beams of light, and flapped his wings in a fierce attack.

"Kik, where are you looking?"

Guyangryong, who was running around and shooting Thousand-Sal Bidos, grabbed his ankles at every turn.

The two really fit together well.

Guyangryong who is causing trouble and Geomchi who is tearing off wings from afar.

Soho Changcheon, who had initially been ridiculing him, began to feel tense as the pain accumulated.

[How dare you… … do you think I’ll just take this! I am the Heavenly Palace Lion, Soho Changcheon-!]

Woohoo! His brilliance swells again.

It's the same as before. It's about to explode again.

And there was no room to escape.

Kwaaaaang!

A black light filled the room once again, and laughter scattered along with Soho Changcheon's panting voice.

[Haha… …. Stupid things.]

This time, he was definitely dead. That was how confident I was.

There would have been absolutely no place to escape.

But.

"He's suddenly introducing himself. Aren't you embarrassed? And don't you have any other herbivores? Do you think you'll be okay if he keeps using the same thing? He's not even that tall."

"Kick."

Sohochangcheon's body shook violently. Simultaneously, with a rumbling noise, Geomchi and Gu Yangryong crawled out from the pile of corpses.

Using the soldiers as shields, he avoided the explosion together with Ju-gi-jin.

[These wicked guys-!]

Sohochangcheon's anger pierced through him. I had forgotten. Those guys weren't the Jeongpa, but the Sapa and the Mado.

"Yeah. That's what I am, you know. If you know, then just leave."

Geomchi looked at the weapons scattered on the floor with the corners of his mouth raised, then thud! He hit the ground.

Papapapat!

Then, swords flew into the air again, and the new forms of Guyangryong and Geomchi were also shot.

It's a counterattack.

[Kwaaaaak!]

Once again, Sohochangcheon's scream erupted, and Jo Gil-sang, who had retreated to the back, muttered as he watched.

"How can a mere human be so strong… Are martial artists… truly beings who should not be touched?"

Everyone sighed.

Everyone was mesmerized by the dazzling display of the divine beings and looked at them.

Ninety-seven, ninety-eight, ninety-nine.

And a hundred.

When Geomchi finally fired his hundredth sword.

Kwajik!

Sohochangcheon's wings disappeared without a trace.

Kwaaaaang!

A scream filled with pain.

A satisfied smile appeared on Geomchi's lips.

The left wing wasn't much different.

Guyangryong unleashed a miraculous technique that was so difficult to follow with one's ears, and mercilessly tore them apart.

Cutting, stabbing, slicing. The black light cut and cut again, leaving no time for healing.

And finally.

"let's go-!"

The all-out attack of Geomchi and Gu Yangryong split the light on both sides at the same time.

Crunch!

"Ugh…."

Thud. Sohochangcheon, who had returned to the appearance of a shabby old man, fell to the floor.

Both arms were torn off and his entire body was drenched in blood.

Strong. So strong.

"These… guys…."

Soho Changcheon ground his teeth.

The fortress he had built collapsed in an instant.

Where did it go wrong? His gaze moved slowly.

The King of Swords, the Great Thousand Killers, Guyangryong.

And Tae Sang Hwang's situation is very serious.

They are all people who know.

That is why they were people who could not get along with each other.

Moreover, it was at this time when the Northern Yuan barbarians were in action and the imperial palace was empty…

“Surely… I sent you guys here….”

Ugh. Blood flowed back into my body, and I coughed it out.

And then a person came to mind. He was smiling brightly, almost mockingly.

Why did I only realize this now?

It wasn't me who had planned the plan and was leisurely drinking while waiting for the end.

Someone who laughs as they think of themselves dying somewhere, feeling their limits.

"Ma…Cheonso-! You filthy idiot!"

The leader of the Demonic Cult, Ma Cheon-so.

That was it.

It was you who was affected.

But I realized it too late.

Wedge!

"Ugh…!"

A dagger plunged into Soho Changcheon's mouth. "Whack!" The moment it came out, blood spurted everywhere. He was so overcome with injustice that he couldn't even close his eyes, and his breathing suddenly stopped.

It was Guyanglong. He had cut off Sohochangcheon's lifeline.

"You idiot. You're the one who's going crazy. Hehe."

What is so upsetting? Gu Yang-ryong's words contain a cold blade.

Geomchi looked at this and scoffed, then looked around.

It was a mess. There wasn't a single spot that was truly sacred. I thought the thick darkness was a blessing. At least the bloodstains would be less visible.

"We need to rebuild here. The emperor can't stay in a place like this, right? Do you have a place to sleep tonight?"

When Geomchi spoke innocently and without meaning to, Joo Gi-jin tightly closed his trembling eyelashes, then opened them and came closer to hug Geomchi and Guyangryong.

"You saved me. Thank you. Thank you……"

"Let go. Do you want to die?"

Gu Yang-ryong buried his head in his waistband and complained, but Ju Gi-jin couldn't hear him.

I was truly grateful.

Those who saved him. And his friend Ma Cheon-so who sent them away.

"No, what… again…."

Geomchi scratched the back of his head, embarrassed. He hadn't lived a particularly good life, and he never expected to receive a thank-you from the emperor. But, he wasn't bad.

"Your Majesty-! Are you alright? What are you doing?! Why don't you call the royal physician right away!"

Whether it was because he had come to his senses too late, or because he had decided it was safe, Jo Gil-sang rushed over and examined Joo Ki-jin's condition.

"There's no need to panic. It's not over yet."

"However, Your Majesty…."

"Didn't you say it was okay?"

Jo Gil-sang glanced at Guyangryong and Geomchi with a pleading look at the rapidly cooling temperature of the Joo Ki-jin.

Well, what can I do? Of course, he saw something too, so it didn't last long. He quickly lowered his eyes, bowed his head, and stepped back.

When the situation was over, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

We won. We triumphed. But this isn't the end.

We must find the jade seal and completely take control of Beijing before Woogyeom returns.

It was about the time when I was pushing away the fatigue that was washing over me and making me feel uneasy.

"Ah?"

Gu Yang-ryong tilted his head and looked up at the sky. Then he raised his hand and fired his Thousand-Salt Blade like an arrow.

Whack! Whack!

"What are you doing?"

Geomchi glared at him with an absurd look, but Gu Yangryong paid him no attention and took back the Thousand-Slayer Sword.

Clang! Then, at the end of the rain, a pure white bird came flying in.

"hungry?"

"Idiot."

Gu Yang-ryong showed a puzzled expression and pushed the bird's leg in.

There is a golden nameplate and letter tied with pure white thread around the ankle.

It's a carrier bird.

"What is that?"

Joo Ki-jin also seemed puzzled by the sudden situation and came closer to ask.

One thing that even Guyangryong doesn't know is the same.

Joo Ki-jin opened his mouth as if possessed.

As his gaze moved and the words were taken in, his expression gradually grew into one of shock.

This is because it contained truths that were simply unbelievable.

【The great scholar Soho Changcheon is someone who insulted the imperial family and plotted a rebellion.

How can one move the world with just his own strength?

There is a mastermind behind him.

Heavenly Palace.

We call them the Heavenly Palace.

It was the same with Wang Jindo, and it was the same with Yasun.

The fact that Your Majesty suffered the civil engineering disaster was also all planned by Heaven.

It is to rule the world.】

Was it all a ruse that he fell for Wang Jin's tricks and was captured by Yasun?

After gathering his cool mind, Ju-gi-jin read the following passage without pause, as if absorbed in it.

【In this way, they have deeply penetrated every corner of the world and are still extending their reach.

It's not over just because you've caught Soho Changcheon.

The Dongchang, the Geumuiwi, the Bukwon, the Murim Alliance, and the Demonic Cults in Cheonsan are all no different.

What a daunting story. I was left breathless.

I wanted to dismiss it as untrue and a hoax.

But the one who sent this letter was one who had foreseen the future.

【What has Your Majesty been doing during this time?

No, what are you going to do now?

Are you going to live like a puppet with your eyes closed again?

If you want to change the world, you must find them and destroy them.

That is the only thing that can make everyone well.

Think about who the real traitors of this land are.

I will send you a token of my celestial power. Seek the arms of the Great Scholar. Anyone who has colluded with him will be carrying this Heavenly Dragon Seal.

Please… I hope and pray that today will be better than yesterday.

After reading all of this, Joo Ki-jin had to close his trembling eyes tightly.

He is a foolish and incompetent emperor.

There were people everywhere who cared about the world, but he only thought about his own safety.

It may be like that in the future too.

As Hana Iza said, I didn't want to live as a puppet again.

I wanted to change.

Heaven. If what Lee Ja said is true… … .

Thud, thud.

Joo Ki-jin approached So Ho-chang-cheon's body, which lay helplessly on the ground.

Then, without hesitation, I searched his arms.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"

Jo Gil-sang approached him in surprise, but Joo Ki-jin ignored him and searched through his arms, grabbing something.

Then, with serious eyes, he carefully took out the object he had caught and looked down at it.

A strange nameplate carved into gold.

It's a heavenly dragon.

A deep wrinkle formed between Joo Ki-jin's eyebrows.

"…Before the day breaks and Woo-gyeom returns, we must first find the royal seal. Eunuch Jo, lead the military officers to Dongchang immediately. I will go to the Empress Dowager's Hall."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The imperial edict of Ju Gi-jin was issued.

Now, the darkness is lifted from the Forbidden City and light is entering.

The world will have a new master.

A gentle smile appeared on Geomchi and Gu Yangryong's lips.

* * *

Outskirts of Hebei, Central Plains

At dawn.

Minister of War Woo Gyeom climbed up the castle wall and looked at the warriors on the hill in the distance.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

"Waaaaaaaaa-!"

The loud drumming and shouting. As a leader, it would be normal to be concerned, but after hours of repeating the same behavior, he felt no particular emotion.

"General, please give the order to advance. I will destroy those barbarians with one stroke of the sword."

The subordinates were gritting their teeth with bloodshot eyes, as if they had been drinking too much.

It is not polite to leave a hungry beast waiting for food.

In the position of subordinates who have only wielded swords their entire lives, they would rather have someone come in and fight them to the death.

But, how can I not be upset when he keeps provoking me like that?

Hana Woogyeom was cautious.

"They just shouted and didn't take any action. If we were to cross the border and attack first, we'd be losing our justification."

It was a simple logic: resisting invasion, or invading. Depending on which side you were on, countless things would change.

For example, if the war ended with a ceasefire between the Ming and Yuan dynasties, the weight of responsibility would have shifted.

And as you can see, this close fight was likely to end like that.

He himself did not lead a large army, and they were not a large army either.

So, we do not respond rashly to their provocations.

It's a lowly thing to get angry and attack right away.

But what I don't understand is this.

"What on earth are they hoping for? Their flag is clearly the Oirat's ultimate demonic banner. I understand that after the death of the Yasun Grand Master, they were all demoted and scattered… ."

It was their intention. No matter how much I thought about it, I couldn't figure out what it meant.

I tried sending a messenger, but all I got in return was silence. I couldn't ignore him and turn away, because I didn't have the troops to stop the world's ultimate demon army.

"hmm……."

As my head began to hurt from the deepening worry, the adjutant rushed over with an urgent tone and prostrated himself.

I looked at him intently, and he bowed his head politely and shouted at the top of his lungs.

"General! I have an urgent message from a classmate."

“Are you saying that Eunuch Byeongpil sent it?”

"yes."

What urgent news do you have to send from your classmates?

Chuck. The adjutant thrust the letter into his hand. Judging by the red letter, it was indeed an urgent message.

He then boldly opened the envelope and opened the letter inside.

[The Emperor's rebellion. The Forbidden City has fallen. Immediate withdrawal is required.]

"How-!"

Wow! Woogyeom's eyes shook uncontrollably, and the hand holding the letter trembled violently.

What did you just see? Treason? Fall? Are these even possible now?

I couldn't believe it, so I unfolded the crumpled letter and read it again.

"The Forbidden City… has fallen?"