I Reincarnated as the Crazed Heir Chapter 412

Episode 412: The Return of the Young Master (2)

Hongraksa has blown up his flagship. I feel like I'm going to faint and foam at the mouth.

The elders' house collapsed.

"Besides, there were three people who came, but only one person brought it down…"

Huh. The buttocks that had been heard reflexively collapsed.

If it is a presbytery, it is the Geumbong Hall where the elders used to stay.

And now it is a place managed by the elder dog…

You finished it all by yourself?

"Elder. What happened to Elder?"

"It's not confirmed yet…"

"This is so stupid!"

Hongraksa's anger resonated loudly.

If the elders were hit in one breath, it would not be something to be taken lightly.

There was only one hypothesis that, in his common sense, could make this possible on his own.

"The young cult leader… has reached the realm of the demon? That's ridiculous! He must have brought his subordinates with him. But how could he have entered Cheonsan without anyone knowing?"

Barur. Hongraksa's body trembled uncontrollably.

A thousand thoughts crossed my mind.

One thing has already happened.

This is something that can no longer be left to fester like a beehive.

"High Priest. Where is the High Priest?"

"The High Priest must not seek me out for the time being……"

"How impudent! In these critical times, where is there time to be concerned about such things? Ask around right now!"

"Your name."

"And summon all the elders to the Gwangmyeong Palace."

"yes."

"If you are not an elder, you will not be allowed to bring even a single ant into the Palace of Light. Do you understand?!"

"Your name!"

Gwangmyeong Cheonma Daeju answered confidently and stepped out.

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Cheonsan Geumbong Presbyterian Church

Elder Gu Jang-ro was a person who was recruited as an elder of the Demonic Cult after Hong-rak-sa became the leader.

Originally, he was far from noble due to his bold words and actions and his ambitions, but he was a capable person who was treated well based on his skills alone, as his martial arts skills were of the highest standard.

In addition, he took over Baekjeongchon, which had lost its owner, and his power rose rapidly.

Maybe that's why.

He had a hard time accepting the reality unfolding before his eyes.

Clearly, just an hour ago, they had caught a few pretty goddesses and were playing the game of taking off their clothes one layer at a time while asking about the well-being of their families.

It was fun. My shoulders shook as I watched her pray with tears streaming down her face and her palms burning.

It's always been like that.

Even the guys who had been talking back to me started screaming for help after a little while.

That's right.

That is who you are.

But what is it now?

The hall was engulfed in flames, and the giggling subordinates screamed until their eardrums burst.

Why.

why.

And that's just because of three people.

Are you saying that you are running away like a calf with its tail on fire?

"Fuck-! You, what the hell are these kids-!"

The dog-like creature that had been running away stopped in its tracks, as if it had lost all strength, and swore at the three people flying over its head.

Chuck. Then the middle-aged man who got down in front of me said.

"Are you an elder?"

"What? You? What are you? A nobleman?!"

"As expected of a mine, your speech is crude and poor."

"Shut up, you little shit! Who are you!"

"This is Yang Tae-hong."

"Yang Taehong? Hah, shit. Taehong from the Yang clan? Where the hell is that unheard of kid… Ah… Ah?! Yang Tae… Hong?"

The dog's eyes widened. Who am I? Where am I? Why does the name Yang Tae-hong sound so familiar?

When my dulled brain went back in time and reached the traces of that name.

The dog's heart stopped.

"W-Woo …

"It's a thing of the past."

"W-That's ridiculous. How could the leader be in Cheonsan…? Could it be an invasion by the Martial Arts Alliance?!"

What the hell! The dog gave up on thinking any further.

This is definitely the answer to the question.

You have to run away when you have even the slightest chance.

It was the moment when he, terrified, quickly turned around and tried to kick the seat.

"The mountains have become cloudy in the meantime. It's different from when I was there."

As if to instill despair, a middle-aged man suddenly stood in front of me, blocking my path.

"What are you again!"

The dog-eater either didn't want to hesitate any longer or he seemed easygoing.

He threw a sword while sending magic energy all over his body.

Contrary to the vulgar-sounding words, the dark blue magic on his palm is ready to tear anyone apart.

Every martial artist will encounter a high wall that he or she can never overcome at least once in his or her life.

Today was the day for the dog.

"What a sinful child. First of all, those naughty hands."

Crunch! The dog's movements stopped with an eerie sound.

Thud. The hand that had just been firing a terrifying blast of smoke fell to the ground.

It was cut so precisely that you couldn't even feel pain, let alone blood.

"uh……?"

"Elders' Council. We overlooked your merits, but you've taken too much. Correcting these mistakes is also a virtue of the Taesang Church leader."

The dog's trembling head rose. And only then did it dawn on him.

How much of a giant ogre lives and breathes inside the middle-aged man before my eyes.

Who did he dare to kill just now?

I could feel it without asking or hearing.

The evidence was the terrified magic shaking in the lower abdomen.

"Amazon…!"

A fear incomparable to the one I felt when I learned Yang Tae-hong's true identity raced through my mind.

Even when he was wandering around the Central Plains and just starting to make a name for himself in the countryside, he was already the king of magic.

A dignified being that one cannot even dare to make eye contact with.

Thud. The dog's knees fell to the ground.

This is a nightmare.

Brrrr. My limbs were trembling and my groin was clenched in fear.

Ugh. And then darkness fell before him.

Then, a delicate finger lifts his chin. As he looks forward, he sees eyes as deep as an abyss, almost as if he could sink into them.

It was Ma Cheon So.

"You said you were an elder. Give me a chance."

Opportunity? The eyes of the elder dog opened wide.

I don't know who the person in front of me is. But I know that he's the only escape route that can save my life.

Hope spread like ink, and in desperation, he bowed to the ground and bowed.

"Well, whatever…"

Shh. The corners of Ma Cheon-so's mouth turn up affectionately.

"I saw maggots from Baekjeongchon in the elders' house."

"that……."

"They're the ones who were originally beaten, so it's understandable that they learned forbidden magic. But, even the captured believers learned it."

As Ma Cheon-so continued speaking calmly, Gae-sik-gwi swallowed dry saliva.

I'm talking about a single believer who was imprisoned in the Elder's prison.

"But why is that…."

"Just in case, I looked around the nearby villages. Most of them had mastered magic. I have to ask: What did they do to the believers?"

It's a formal question without any emotion.

One dog was gripped by an indescribable fear.

Who the hell is this guy?

Although he clearly looked young, he felt something bigger than the Sword Lord and the Demon Lord inside him.

Something so huge that it seemed like it would swallow the world in one breath.

"That's… because it allows everyone in the Gwangmyeong Palace to learn the magic that was once taboo…"

"Hongraksa Temple?"

"It's not the leader, but the high priest who said that opportunities should be equal…"

Banya. It's you.

Ma Cheon-so's eyes calmed down.

Equal opportunity? That's a well-wrought-up nonsense.

Unlike the Seven Great Palaces, who have mastered the martial arts that have been passed down through their families since ancient times, the Elders' Association has been obsessed with magical arts.

Even though I knew full well how dangerous it was.

The reason was simple.

'Because you can build a powerful force in a short period of time.'

Filter out impure internal energy, store it, and refine it to suit you.

That is the basic principle of the mind.

So, we teach the mind method from a young age when the bowl is clean.

However, the magic was different.

All focus was on accumulating internal energy, regardless of means or methods.

So, it is common for people to become possessed by a demon and become insane, and there are many who become crazy or have their emotions twisted and become like demons.

This is also why most of the incidents and accidents that occur in the Central Plains are actually caused by the Presbyterian Church.

‘So that’s why… … .’

Now I understand.

Why was everyone so dazed, as if possessed? Why was the mountain vibrating with a pesky magic?

"How is the Ming school moving?"

To Ma Cheon-so's cold question, Gaesik-gwi straightened his back and answered quickly.

"The elders have each taken their place in the Seven Great Palaces and are taking on their roles!"

I knew it. It's an obvious personnel decision. There's no reason to maintain the secret palace that disappeared from Cheonsan.

"And here, Geumbong is the president of the Poison Palace, and that damned idiot is taking his place. He's a very shameless bastard. If you want, I'll send you his whereabouts right now…"

The dog-eater chuckled and revealed the identity of the demon guest. He offered to sacrifice him instead. He was a man devoid of any sense of loyalty.

"What can you do with a dead guy who already knows where he is?"

"Huh? Are you dying?"

Ma Cheon-so seemed to think that it was not worth answering, so he glanced at him with an indifferent look and spoke in passing.

"Well, I guess it would be good to know where the elders are."

"Don't worry! I'll tell you everything, including where my elder brother-in-law and his wife are."

"Or so it is."

When Ma Cheon-so answered indifferently, the old man began to gossip about where the elders were.

A long time passed like that.

"…And that cult leader is such a timid old man, like a moth to a flame. He'll probably summon everyone to a daily gathering."

"Is that so?"

"Yes, yes."

When the story was over, Ma Cheon-so looked at him with satisfied eyes. Gaesik-gwi smiled brightly like a panting dog.

"Okay. One last question. Princess Seonghwa, Yu So-ha. Where is she?"

"Youthful? Why is that slut… Manma-dong! She's probably there."

"Manma-dong?"

"Yes, I'm sure. I heard that Yal-Cheon, the princess of Blood Martial Arts in Manma-dong, has been killed, and now only one princess remains… "

"Is Yal Yucheon dead?"

"Yes? Yes. I definitely heard that. They tore the bodies to pieces and fed them to the wild beasts…"

Ma Cheon-so remained silent for a moment, as if lost in thought. Then he straightened his bent knees and stood up.

As the dog-like creature that had been making eye contact with him raised its head for a while, Ma Cheon-so turned his gaze and spoke.

"Just go away."

"Yes? Yes!"

Alive! The dog-eater jumped up with eyes filled with joy.

One moment.

Kkaaaak!

With a sharp scream, a long blade pierced through his back and protruded into his chest.

"Ugh!"

He spat out foam and cried out in betrayal.

"why……?"

"I said I'd give you a chance, I didn't say I'd save you."

"You… this kid…?!"

Crack! Crack. The ghost sword spun around, splitting the upper body of the dog-eating demon in two.

It was a truly pitiful end.

As Ma Cheon-so turned around absentmindedly, Ma Tae-pyeong shook his head and said.

"There are a lot of places to touch. Since they are disciples who have mastered magic… it will be quite a headache."

That's true. The problem isn't getting rid of them. There are just too many of them.

It's impossible to kill them all one by one. With the exception of a few who have mastered the art of magic, they may already be out of control.

"Erasing the elders and the heavenly palace is the priority. So, we will proceed to Ilbong as planned."

"That's right. But is the reason you're looking for Princess Seonghwa because of her name?"

Ma Cheon-so nodded obediently in response to Ma Tae-pyeong's question.

That's right, because of the anonymity.

"Nameless is one who defies life and death. Breaking one's heart and cutting off one's head will not be the end of it."

"Hmm… I know. Namelessness exists, but it's empty, like it doesn't exist. Like a doll with an empty soul."

"Yes. Because I have lived for twelve hundred years."

Yang Tae-hong's flagship exploded at Ma Cheon-so's indifferent words.

A monster that has lived for 1,200 years.

Is that even possible without being a god?

Looking at the atmosphere between Hana Ma Tae-pyeong and Ma Cheon-so, it didn't seem like a lie at all.

"You must have come back because you had a way to kill me, right?"

Ma Cheon-so answered Ma Tae-pyeong's question with a heavy look in his eyes.

"I haven't found it yet…"

"what?"

does not exist.

There is no way to kill the anonymous.