I Reincarnated as the Crazed Heir Chapter 413

Episode 413: The Return of the Young Master (3)

A monster that transcends life and death.

Anonymous mountain elder.

It took a final oath to completely destroy him.

Before leaving for Cheonsan, King Akhee of the Demonic Realm said this.

'……doesn't exist.'

'doesn't exist?'

"Yes, the Holy Scriptures have been completely destroyed and no longer exist anywhere in the world. This is a clear fact."

'So you're saying that you can't kill an anonymous person?'

"That's my judgment. That's why I left Cheonsan. But that kid had a different perspective than me."

'Yoo So-ha… … .'

"Yes, I tried to stop the nameless man, even though I clearly knew there was no Holy Scripture. Perhaps that child saw something I couldn't. So… If you want to find even a shred of hope, Yu So-ha, look for that child."

And then I returned to Cheonsan.

A way to completely end anonymity has not yet been found.

But I had to come here anyway to find out about him.

"Nothing will change. The Elders' Council, the Heavenly Palace. I'll erase everything. First… let's hunt rabbits."

Ma Cheon-so took a step forward.

Ma Tae-pyeong and Yang Tae-hong also took shallow breaths and followed him.

That's right.

Since we've come this far.

There is no more retreat or avoidance.

It is the outbreak of war.

* * *

Cheonsan Ilbong Gwangmyeongjeon

The once empty and wide Gwangmyeongjeon was filled with terrible magic energy.

Five people standing on the left and right, led by the religious leader Hongraksa, who was sitting on the throne.

This is because the leaders of the current Myunggyo religion, from the first to the fifth elder, gathered together.

“The young cult leader has returned…….”

“Iljangro Wang Suin said, stroking his neat beard.

He has served Hongraksa as a close associate for a long time, and aside from Banya, he is the second-highest ranking member of the famous sect.

“In this time of year when there are no soldiers or high priests, why…?”

Following Wang Su-in, this time a middle-aged man in bachelor's attire across from him spoke.

Among the famous scholars, the most brilliant one is the elder Sima Dal, who is said to be the most brilliant.

The two people's faces darkened at the news of the appearance of the cult leader.

Who is the leader of the cult? He's the absolute master who defeated the mad demon Yal Yucheon before his term of office expired. So how could one not feel anxious?

The newly appointed elders had different thoughts.

The first to show his teeth was the red-skinned, beast-like, ferocious Samjangro Jeokrang (赤狼).

"Why are you so worried just because one little brat came? Leader, give the order right now. I'll bring the Blood Wolf Squad and bite their heads off."

"Oh! Don't act so rashly. The cult leader isn't that easy of an opponent…"

When Elder Samadal tried to stop him out of frustration, the two old twins, with their eyes slanted downwards like a mask, simultaneously waved their fingers and spoke.

The Five Elders are the Illusion Emperor and the Six Elders are the Lust Emperor.

"Jeokrang is right. The Cheonma Shingyo didn't come either. Only the minor cult leader came? Tsk tsk."

"Why are you so scared of just one guy? Hehe. But two out of three guys are probably women, right?"

"It's entirely possible for that to happen, since you're a little girl."

"Hehe. It'll be cute. Right?"

It was a truly vulgar conversation, but no one ignored it.

That was understandable.

Although they entered Cheonsan late and rose to the position of elder, they were once known as the best of the best and the fifth best in the world.

As the atmosphere became chaotic, the leader of the sect, Hongraksa, who had been silent with his hand on his forehead, raised his head and spoke.

"The elder, Geumya Sang, has been struck down without knowing it. The old elder's fate is also unknown. This is certainly not something to be taken lightly. Why haven't the other elders arrived yet?"

"We'll be there soon. Mokbong and Tobong are quite far apart…"

It was at this moment that Elder Samadal was about to give a light answer.

Thud! The doors to the Gwangmyeongjeon Hall opened, and a loud shout filled the hall.

"I've received word that the pavilion where the Ten Elders were staying has collapsed! Judging by the signal fires that have been lit…"

"What?!"

Bang! Hongraksa leaped to his feet. It had been only a few hours since the news of Elder Gu's attack was heard.

But this time, it's the 10th elder.

Of course, this was just the beginning. The shockwave was just beginning.

"It's urgent! There's a fire in the Geumdan Palace where the Seven Elders of Yureung were staying…."

"Master! The body of the eight-eleventh-rank musician was found in the Mokbong bamboo forest…."

Hongraksa was so shocked by the constant stream of bad news that he couldn't even keep his mouth shut if a bug came in.

Didn't you say it was in Geumbong just a little while ago?

But how can elders in different places be affected at the same time?

Three of them too.

Anger welled up in me, and a deep sense of shame filled my mind.

If only the Cheonma Sect had invaded, it wouldn't be this frustrating.

It's like looking for a flea in a sandbox, hiding and killing only the elders.

"Right now… find out where the cult leader is! Wherever he is hiding, absolutely!"

Hongraksa commanded, breathing out life force.

Wherever you are, if you just look for it… …it will make you regret it to the bone.

But despite his orders, the warriors only hesitated with a lukewarm attitude and did not respond at all.

Let's look at it with narrowed eyes, wondering about that.

"That's…."

"What are you dawdling about?"

"It is said that the young cult leader is enjoying drinking alcohol as if he were going to have a good time on Wolbong Myeongharu…"

"How dare you-!"

Kwaaang! A blast of evil energy shot out from Hongraksa's palm.

This is a clear mockery.

Do you still think you are a cult leader?

What are you doing when you can't even run away and hide?

"Kkk, I've heard rumors that he's crazy, but he's really amazing. His distribution is like a general's."

"Hehe, even after leaving home, I couldn't forget the Palace of Hwanhee. Where will my habits go?"

When the magic potion and the sexual desire potion were mixed up, Hongraksa's anger reached its peak.

"Red Wolf. Take the Blood Wolf Corps and go to Wolbong right now. I don't care if it's a corpse. Bring him right before me."

"I'll do as you say."

The red-crowned man answered curiously. Hongraksa, however, is not satisfied unless he is certain.

He turned his gaze and spoke immediately.

"Please bring the magic potion and the five desire potions with you."

"Keul keul, it's been a while since I've tasted blue blood."

"You must not let your guard down. Even though you are alone, you are the one who defeated the mad horse and unified the Central Plains."

"The more famous the banquet, the less food there is. Don't worry too much, Your Majesty. I will definitely place that bastard's head in my arms. Thump thump."

What a fool. Hongraksa frowned at the proud Hwanmaje.

There are a bunch of masters who died after being so arrogant in front of me.

Even when hunting rabbits, you have to do your best. That was the Hongraksa way.

"Take the Gwangmyeong Cheonmadae too."

Wow! Even Samadal was amazed by the unprecedented support.

After the Samjangro Jeokrang and Hyulrangdae, and the new Ojangro and Yukjangro, there is the Gwangmyeongcheonmadae.

At this point, it's like they're going to go to war with the Cheonma Sect.

The Gwangmyeong Cheonma-dae, which has protected the leader for generations, was once considered the best in the Ming sect, but now it was so strong that it could be said to be at the peak of its power.

This was the result of the combination of Hongraksa's timid nature and his concern for my safety above all else.

He brought in a large number of people with exceptional talents from among his followers, and even poured out martial arts books and elixirs without sparing a single bit.

In this way, the current Gwangmyeong Cheonmadae has established itself as an incomparable military organization.

But take them with you.

"Absolutely… there must be no failure."

The elders nodded heavily at Hongraksa's solemn tone.

Of course, not everything in this world goes as planned.

* * *

Cheonsan Wolbong Hwanhee Palace Myeongharu

One day, Myeongharu sat down at the table in the center of the first floor and poured himself a bottle of alcohol.

I took a bite of the well-cooked sannibaekyuk and poured it over a glass of fragrant wine. It was very delicious.

Ma Cheon-so raised the corners of his mouth in satisfaction and ate another piece of meat.

It's been a while since I've had a meal that feels so leisurely.

However, looking at the surrounding scenery, it was not that beautiful.

"Ugh……."

The screams of the dying were heard, and corpses covered in blood were scattered everywhere.

All of this was the price paid for stopping Ma Cheon So.

Urrr. As I tilted the bottle again, the sound of rough, rough footsteps echoed, contrasting with the refreshing tone.

These are warriors who came running after hearing the news.

I glanced ahead while holding my glass. This time, it seemed like they had come quite prepared.

There seem to be twice as many of them as those who fell on the edge.

"Do you dare to do this and still get away with it?!"

The expression is old. "Ok-dak." Ma Cheon-so poured the wine into his mouth and tilted his head.

"I'm starting to get tired of dealing with only small-timers."

"You little rascal? Do you dare to know who I am!"

"I guess I won't have to hear it twice."

"Hahahaha! You impudent bastard! You may have been a cult leader in the past, but now you have been shamefully kicked out. I, Goruma-kun, the leader of the Demonic Cult, am regretting it right now!"

Thud! A glass of wine flew into my gaping mouth and lodged itself there. Boom! My eyes rolled back and I fell backwards.

This is truly the end of the vain Goruma Army.

The faces of the people who followed behind became pale.

"You call yourself a demonic cult member… You have no self-respect. It's annoying, so just go away."

Ma Cheon-so waved his left hand and picked at the sannibaekyuk with his chopsticks as if he was not interested.

That composure. This is the majesty of the strong. The minions swallowed hard.

Who is Gorumagun? He's a fearsome master, ranked twenty-seventh in the prestigious school hierarchy. He was killed with a glass of wine.

My stomach was tingling.

"The cult leader will never forgive you!"

The mines recited a predictable line and then took a step back.

At this, Ma Cheon-so chuckled again and pointed at them with his chopsticks.

"It's good to say something boldly and then step back. But even if you have to go, leave that behind."

"What, what are you talking about!"

"head."

"Huh? Huh…."

Kkaaaak! Crunch!

Thud thud thud. The warriors' heads were severed and rolled across the floor.

Gwichondo lets out an ominous scream and wanders around before disappearing somewhere again.

Ma Cheon-so asked Sannibaekyuk again as if nothing had happened.

There was one reason why he stayed in Myeongharu like this and spent a lot of time there.

Waiting.

My father, who went out for a drink nearby, hasn't returned yet, and…

"hmm."

One of Ma Cheon-so's eyebrows twitched.

This is because, with his sense of shock, he sensed a group of people quickly approaching him.

The number is roughly a hundred. No, it's more than that.

Judging by the sound of the ground, it's not the lower classes.

"You're here."

The corners of Ma Cheon-so's mouth rose. It was the appearance of those he had been waiting for.

The main force sent by Hongraksa.

He drank the last of his drink and poured it into his mouth.

Okay then.

Clang! All the windows were shattered and warriors rushed in like wolves.

"Hey! Let me see that handsome face!"

Thud, thud.

And then the door opened wide and a man came in.

A harsh tone. Skin as red as a lantern.

A red fur-covered leather uniform visible through the open wind.

The three elders were enemies.

"Are you the leader of the cult? Wow, this kid has killed a lot of people."

Chin! The red wolf, who had come close, sneered and leaned forward, placing his feet on the table where Ma Cheon-so was sitting.

Ma Cheon-so also smiles and opens his eyes slightly.

This kid is funny.