I Reincarnated as the Crazed Heir Chapter 425

Episode 425: I am Ma Cheon Soda (Complete)

What kind of guy is that?! Banya's body suddenly turned around at the sudden voice.

And I saw.

A long procession of one hundred sailing ships lined up in a single line, as if to welcome the black ships that had set out on a conquest.

And even the various patterns painted on each sail.

The corners of Yang Tae-hong's mouth went up, and Ban-ya's eyes gleamed sharply.

Three patterns. Those are them.

The Martial Arts Alliance. The Apostolic Alliance. The Heavenly Demon Sect.

Ma Cheon-so's men have arrived.

Taking up his call.

[[Let's go get the leader!]]

Waaaaah-! The night shadows are gone. A huge shout rang out.

Then a dazzling light flashes and follows.

The screams of the black ship being mercilessly cut down and disappearing are a bonus.

Kwaaaaang-! Kwaaagwang!

[No… …. How dare these kids-!]

The roar of the Prajna is spit out, and the wings of the heavenly messengers create wind pressure.

But the tables have already turned.

"You're turning your back on me right in front of me. You seem to be ignoring me quite a bit."

Banya turned her head in surprise at the whispering voice from behind her.

It's too late to realize one thing.

Crunch!

[Kaaaaaaah!]

The giant evil dragon's shoulder is severed and disappears like dust.

And there, despite being tired, was Yang Tae-hong, who exuded the aura of an absolute being.

[Leader… … You little punk… … .]

"You'd better be looking back instead of spewing vulgar words at me."

[what……?]

When Yang Tae-hong nodded as if to tell them to look back, Ban-ya and Cheongungsaja's gaze turned back at the same time.

Then, a group of people running through the water came into view.

The number is exactly seven.

[Did you just believe those things and shout out loud? Hehe.]

The angels of heaven burned with a mocking air. But Banya was different. A deep despair etched itself into his heart.

Because I know very well who they are coming to.

"I came to find Yeonju!"

The one who runs in front, his whole body dyed pure white, unfolding his award. The King of Swords.

"Kick, you idiot. If someone heard you, they'd think you were kidnapped."

The Great Heavenly Sword Guyangryong flies in, bouncing off two swords attached to a long rope into the water.

Just these two alone are enough to make you frown.

From the swordsman Danjeonghak, the white-haired Han Soso, the shaman Jeilgeom Hyeonyang, the swordsman Namgung Yena, and the blood-stained Eul Taesik.

The absolute beings who could rival the Heavenly Kings were simultaneously attacking like gods of death.

[Banya, why are you so surprised?! It's only been seven days. Even the leader is tired, so quickly eliminate them all… … ]

Stupid talk! Banya, instead of speaking, poured out his murderous intent at the nagging voice.

The forces of the Cheonma Shingyo, the Murim Alliance, and the Sadoryeon, as if determined, invaded the sea.

This wasn't a good picture.

It was a plan that could only be accomplished if all the miners arrived in the Central Plains and dispersed to launch an ambush.

But if there is a huge battle going on over there on the water… … .

'Failure. This is a sure defeat. I can't even see the Master's Manan. Why? I have to go back. I have to go to the Master. I have to go and… … .'

Banya's eyes rolled back. He must now face the seven absolute beings and Yang Taehong.

Ping. Banya's focus returned and he made a decision.

[Banya! What are you doing… …!]

Swish! Banya's huge mouth bit the nape of the dragon next to me.

Asking my colleague? This is an act I simply cannot understand.

Hana Banya has made up her mind. There is no reason or time to hesitate any longer.

Ssaeaeak! I threw the celestial lion that was in my mouth at Yang Taehong.

"What is this…."

As soon as he saw the evil dragon flying helplessly towards him, Yang Tae-hong's sword slashed in two directions with a single stroke.

Crunch!

[Kuaaaaaaah!]

The evil dragon, who was allowed to strike with a single sword while defenseless, is extinguished, scattering his magic like dust.

It was a truly miserable and vain ending.

Geomchi and Guyangryong, who arrived later, also looked up with blank eyes, as if they didn't understand at all.

However, it didn't take long to realize what his intentions were.

"This kid is a total idiot… Did he run away alone?"

"Kick."

Banya has disappeared.

In that split second, it disappeared without a trace.

It was truly absurd.

There are now only three Heavenly Archers left.

The odds of winning are already lost in the deep sea.

"Well, a bastard is a bastard."

Geomchi cleared his throat and raised the corners of his mouth as he spoke.

"You made me come all the way here again? You don't know how that feels. Yeah, if you don't know, then I'll just die."

Kwaaaaang! A new wind has begun to blow in Xinjiang's fishing villages.

The wind of counterattack that started in the Central Plains.

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Cheonsan Miinbong Underground

Roll! The Seven Magic Stones appeared between the cracks in the wall.

It was impossible.

Only I and Banya know that the Seven Magic Stones are hidden inside.

"How is it? Does it feel real?"

"How could you…."

Could it be that Banya betrayed him? No. His excessive loyalty has long been confirmed and proven.

"I told you, you were wrong."

"Shut up-!"

Papapapapat! The sky filled all directions and suddenly lit up.

Whoa! Then, a dark beam of light filled the large space.

Swish! Swish! As if one wasn't enough, he continued to spew out his magical energy without stopping even after completely swallowing Ma Cheon-so's body.

"How dare you… a small, insignificant thing…"

It was filled with nameless rage. At this rate, it would have been torn to pieces, leaving no trace.

It was clear.

But.

"The Holy Fire Mask contains the power of invincibility, but that's not all."

Hwaruk! The Holy Fire Mask overturned his entire body, and behind his back, black wings spread out in a splendid and brilliant manner.

Ma Cheon-so. He was standing there smiling, wearing a sacred mask.

"The Oshinki is a weapon made to counter your sorcery. Don't put Manan in it. It won't work on me."

"ah……?"

I couldn't understand. What on earth was that kid doing? He was just a descendant of Mark.

Why is it that only the chosen ones can master the Heavenly Demon Art, and fully unleash the power of the Five Spirits? And what's more, this boundless and noble aura. It's as if the first Heavenly Demon has returned.

"Oh, of course this isn't all for you. There's that left. Geongondaenai."

Hwaruk! The new form of Ma Cheon So disappears in flames.

Then, all of a sudden, he appeared behind the nameless man and drew a chilling image.

Crunch!

"Ugh!"

A nameless, pitiful cry burst out, and blood gushed from his back.

The nameless man who looked back after leaving a long distance behind saw the two swords held by Ma Cheon-so in his eyes.

It's a holy sword.

"I thought for a while about how to destroy the Geon-Gon-Dae-Na-I. It was a stupid idea. I could have just cut it down."

"How on earth… how… could you do this…!"

"And even after all this, what's wrong with you? Are you upset? I really thought you were a god. I'm such a pathetic human being, I can't even imagine what I've done."

"Shut up-!"

Flash! Manan's eyes opened and magical energy poured out again.

One thing is meaningless.

He disappeared helplessly at the swaying hand of the demon, and even though he barely reached his body, he was blocked by the wind and oxidized.

"A god? No, you're just a poor sick person who finds pleasure in watching other people's suffering."

"You, you know what-!"

The magic that had gathered in the nameless man's grasp transformed into the shape of a spear blade. He quickly grabbed it and hurled it at Ma Cheon-so.

one.

Heavenly Demon Divine Art

Third Form

Heavenly Demon Realm

Ma Cheon-so is the leader of the demons.

This is his world now.

The blade created by the nameless was completely consumed by darkness.

And Ma Cheon-so's body gave birth to dozens of clones. More like Cheon Ma-gun.

"Uh, how…."

"I don't know. I don't want to know."

With those indifferent words, Ma Cheon-so began to mercilessly cut down the nameless man while swimming in the darkness.

Crunch!

"yet."

Crunch!

"Let's finish it."

Crunch!

"please."

Paaaaat-! The darkness that filled the space cleared, and the two figures were revealed once again.

Ma Cheon-so looks on indifferently.

An anonymous man barely standing with his limbs covered in blood.

The outcome was decided sharply.

Who knew that anonymity would be shattered so cruelly?

"Uh, how… me…."

This was unimaginable.

However, this was not only because the Silk Oshinki could be fully utilized.

The movements of the Macheonso were incomparably faster than before, and were beyond perfection.

If the current movement was like this, even if the opponent was Ma Tae-pyeong or Yang Tae-hong, they wouldn't have been able to get past the ten-second mark.

As if he were a being who had mastered everything.

"Ku …

"That may have been the case in the past. But it's not like that now."

"Haha… Nonsense! Do you think the future will be different? I will be reborn. And I will definitely annihilate every trace you left behind!"

A scream bordering on a curse flowed out. The resentment that it would inevitably happen was palpable.

Hana Macheonso didn't waver even a little.

"Do you believe that?"

I reached out. Following it, I saw a Seven Magic Stone radiating a brilliant light.

A deep sense of anxiety began to form in the nameless eyes.

“I don’t know how I opened the door… but without the Holy Spirit, there’s nothing…”

"Oh, this?"

Sigh. The corners of Ma Cheon-so's mouth stretched out, and his outstretched hand drew a pattern.

Then. Woohoo!

The Seven Magic Stones emitted more intense light, creating tens of thousands of cracks.

It was as if a single gemstone had been broken into countless fragments. And then, a moment later.

Some of the square pieces separated from the Seven Magic Stones approached the Macheonso.

Anonymous doubted his eyes.

How is that… … .

"Seo, Seonghwagyeong……."

The Holy Scripture that Cheonma had destroyed was reproduced in its entirety before my eyes.

"That's ridiculous… How can that be…"

"I told you. Breaking the Holy Scripture in front of you was just an act of patience."

"Tell me what happened-!"

At the nameless rebuke, Ma Cheon-so only smiled bitterly.

"Just end it."

"No. No. No! No!"

Despite the desperate screams, the Holy Spirit was brutally shot out.

It's over now.

Anonymity. And our bad relationship.

Crackle. Crackle!

The Seven Magic Stones stir. An unknown spirit, awash in a ferocious desire to live, attempts to push the Holy Spirit away, but cannot.

"Stop-! Stop-!"

"No, it's you who needs to stop. Anonymous."

Little by little, little by little, the Holy Spirit breaks through the Seven Magic Stones.

And the nameless body also gradually rose into the sky and began to crack.

Then, the mass of evil thoughts that spewed out from the Seven Magic Stones were absorbed into his body.

The nameless spirit has finally begun to find its place.

As the body of the rumpled Yaluljin began to distort, the nameless man began to reveal his true self.

In the form of a giant evil dragon that will destroy the world.

[[Khaaaaaaaang-!]]

The evil dragon roared. Ma Cheon-so looked at it and grabbed the Holy Fire Demon Sword.

Kkaaaak!

The noble spirit that came running at his call fell on the evil dragon's head, and the demon spirit soared up together with the heavenly demon.

It's over now.

The ultimate form of the Heavenly Demonic Art that has never been seen before.

Fifth Form

Heavenly Demon Extermination Disaster

Oh my god!

A huge dark light tore the dragon's body apart in two.

Whoosh!

Then, a beautiful and ecstatic black fire burns the body of the evil dragon.

The withering eyes of the evil dragon.

It's death.

Ma Cheon-so watched him closely as he burned to death.

At this very moment, at this very last moment, I hoped he would repent and realize.

[Keuheuk… …. Do you think you saved the world? You’re wrong. A world without God will self-destruct. Ignorant humans will envy each other and point their swords. Endless greed will destroy everything. You created this. Just watch. It will definitely happen. Hehe… … Hahaha!]

Hana Myeong-ui remained unchanged. Even in his dying moments, he considered himself a god, proud of being the world's savior.

False ideology. Arrogant judgment.

The cruel tragedy that resulted from it.

Ma Cheon-so was angry at him, but also felt pity for him.

It had to be that way. Because… … .

"You never change."

Ma Cheon-so lowered his bitter eyes to the floor.

[what……?]

"Twelve hundred years ago. And even now. Even at this moment, when your life is fading away in your child's hands. Right?"

A child? The fading, nameless eyes swayed violently like a candle in the wind.

[What… are you talking about?!]

One of the macheonso was calm.

"I will be relieved by your death, and I will also resent you for being dead. Forever."

[What are you talking about… …!]

"I despise the fact that I am your child, that I was born from you."

Tens of thousands of thoughts flashed through the nameless mind at the shocking words.

A child? A child born.

I only have one child.

It's only Cheonma.

But why that child, his successor?

no way…….

The image of the bottle containing the remains of the Heavenly Horse appeared in her mind.

After his death, it was Yuga's daughter who placed his remains in the Bigo in Cheonma-dong according to his will.

A priestess who helped Cheonma create the Seonghwasaru. However, that doesn't mean Macheonso can become Cheonma.

[Didn't I ask you what the… nonsense you're talking about?! Why are you… answering? Answer!]

Anonymous cries rang out. Even as she called it nonsense, her voice was already filled with sadness.

"Why? Don't you still understand why I wrote you anonymous in my will?"

[what……?]

The nameless body shook as if struck by a blunt object.

Suddenly, the last words left by Cheonma flash through my mind.

I'll be going now. Please wait. My mother. Anonymous.

At the time, the term "anonymous" didn't make sense. No, it still doesn't make sense now.

Anonymity was just a name that Matthew had given him by chance.

But why did Cheonma leave the name Anonymous in his will instead of Elphea?

"I said I would go now. I kept my word."

Ma Cheon-so raises his head. His eyes are reddened. The face of his child, whom he longs for, is reflected in his mind.

No way… … Really you… … .

"You will regret it even after you die."

mother.

His last words suddenly fall on my ears like the wind.

Mother. Mother. Mother.

[No… … . That can't be… … . That can't be… … . My son… … My son… … . No. No-! Nooooooo!]

The nameless man screamed. His form trembled, as if melting, with no tears left to shed.

And above all, it was difficult.

It was Ma Cheon-so's cruel gaze.

[Ah… … Listen… … .]

"Tsk tsk-!" With her final words, filled with regret, the Seven Magic Stones shattered into pieces. Purple dust scattered beautifully.

Pass. The nameless body also turns to dust and is stained between them.

Anonymous, who has ruled the world for over a thousand years.

It was a truly miserable and vain end.

Ma Cheon-so raised his head and closed his eyes tightly.

It's all over now.

"Uh… Master… Sir…? Uhhhhh…"

Ma Cheon-so's head slowly turned at the sound of a sorrowful voice in his ear.

"Oh, there's one more left."

"Uh…uh…"

A man crawling towards me, tears streaming down his face. It's Banya.

Looking at his dilated pupils, he seemed to be already out of his mind.

He is the one who believed in anonymity more than anyone else and gave everything.

It is difficult to imagine how great the despair his death brought about.

"Perhaps this is the ending that suits you best."

Jeokbuk. Ma Cheon-so brushed past Ban-ya. Yet, Ban-ya, unable to hear or see, continued to shed tears with a blank expression.

"ah."

Ma Cheon-so stopped. Then he turned around. Behind Ban-ya's bent knees, two legs were visible.

"But just in case."

He chuckled and Ma Cheon So's Holy Fire Demon Sword drew a line towards his ankle.

Crunch!

"Kwaaaaaaa-!"

The scream of Banya, who had fallen to the ground, rang out, and red blood pooled on the ground.

and.

Crunch! The foot of the giant ox, carrying a thousand pounds of weight, smashed into his spine.

"This time, I'm going to die. I won't have to see you again."

"Ugh… So… Leader! So Leaderuuuu-!"

Ma Cheon So walked away, leaving behind Ban Ya's sorrowful cries.

“I will kill you… I will definitely kill you… I will definitely… I will die because of this little wound?!”

There's no way he'd die. It's a panacea to bring the dead back to life as shamans.

And Ma Cheon-so also knew it well.

only.

"Krrrr…"

"uh……?"

A chill ran down Banya's spine at the sound of a beast's howl.

It wasn't just the nameless and the macheonso that were here.

There was one more.

Although it was hidden under the pressure of the two people's magic, the monster, filled only with greed, crouched and waited for its moment.

Red River City.

It's her.

"Ah…fuck."

A curse burst from the noble Banya's mouth.

Crunch! Crunch. Crunch. His eyes fill with emptiness, like his body being torn apart and disappearing, and his soul gradually leaves.

His vision was darkened.

*

Phew. I stepped outside and exhaled a cool breath. The early morning air was still chilly.

He flew higher and higher, trampling the sky.

And when the beauty peak became small enough to fit in the palm of your hand.

Hurruk.

He sent a huge black sphere out of his hand.

Kwaaaaang-!

The beauty peak collapses.

Now, neither the Heavenly Palace nor the Nameless Island will exist on this earth.

I let the wind flow through me, roaming the empty space. Like a writer finishing a piece of writing, I felt a simultaneous sense of emptiness and relief.

It's been a long time.

He lived and died as a cult leader, and after dreaming an illusory dream, he was reborn as a demon.

And the truth I faced: the goal of anonymity.

Now that it's all finalized.

Where am I going?

I suddenly turned my head in confusion.

I could see the bright dawn rising in the distance. But the cool air made it hard to believe the long night was over.

"The leader has returned-!"

I hear a voice calling me from down there.

As I lowered my head, I saw the excitement of countless people below.

And as they got closer, the air became warmer with their heat.

The corners of his mouth went up.

There was no need to worry about where to go. It was a pointless thought.

For a very brief moment, I was lost in a brief but happy fantasy.

A sunny, lazy afternoon.

Yayul-tak comes to me after I wake up from my nap and starts complaining.

Eulharyeong tries to stop such a rude behavior.

Guyangryong and Geomchi bicker whenever they meet from afar.

Hyang-myo clung to Murong Hui, who was standing there blankly.

Chun-gae yells louder, saying that everyone is being noisy.

Cheon Se-min, who boasts about how great his child is. And Cheon Bi-rang and Cheon Jae-sang, who grumble and complain.

Han So-so greets her with a warm smile and Sayumi looks at her with bright eyes.

Blood and fire, silently guarding my side.

Danjeonghak and Dongbang are watching with warm smiles while carrying their backpacks on their backs.

And the fathers and Yang So-hye who smile together with me.

Namgung Yena and Dan Yehwa standing next to each other.

Besides that, all the people who have been with me look at me with a warm smile.

And I imagine myself greeting them with a carefree smile.

Small thoughts that I couldn't even dare to hope for during those intense days.

That thought suddenly crossed my mind.

And maybe.

I thought it would be okay to try to fill in the empty goal, even if it was just a little bit.

From now on, it is not a fixed past, but a future and present to be created.

"Let's go back. Home."

My story really begins now.

(complete)

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– One thousand two hundred years ago.

'A child with a flame… …the savior is born-!'

When I first opened my eyes, what I saw were countless emotions directed at me.

Fear. Awe. Vagueness.

And the mother who held me in her arms… …greed.

'Kirsasp. That's your name.'

Kirsasp, a mythical hero who destroyed an ancient evil dragon.

That's what my mother Elphea called me.

Now I will be the savior of this world.

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I was born with special abilities that others don't have.

'Ugh, ugh! A knife is flying?!'

No matter how far away an object was, it would fly to me as soon as I wanted it, and even if I stepped into a fire, it would not burn.

I needed the guy's help to use the power of the flame, but it wasn't difficult.

My mother always shook her head, laughing when I showed off this ability.

"Didn't I tell you not to use it carelessly? It should only be used to save the world."

At times like that, I always nodded. I believed my mother's intentions were right.

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"Reverend. Why? Why don't you acknowledge it? Kirsasp was clearly born with fire, destined to be a savior. Only he can save the world."

"Elder Elphea. The Holy Spirit has not given any oracles. That child is nothing more than a monster."

"Monster? Who? Who is the monster? Hohoho… … Hohoho! You filthy apostates who have fallen for power. From the beginning, you didn't care about scriptures."

'Hey, Elphea!'

'Kirsasp. Take the sword hanging there and plunge it into this apostate's chest. And here, plant the seed of your flame.'

'Hey, wait a minute!'

Pfft. Pfft.

It was the first murder. Countless people screamed and fled in panic, trying to shake off the flames that had engulfed them.

Why? My flame is meant for salvation, so why does it suffer so much?

At that time, I didn't understand. And then, my mother, Elphea, took me on a long journey.

One day, two days. A hundred days. Time passes so quickly that it's impossible to count.

When I was old enough, I too would understand why they suffered.

Finally got there.

"From now on, we will create a new world here. If heaven does not approve, I will become that heaven. Cheonma (Heavenly Demon). From now on, you will live as Cheonma."

A new world. A thousand mountains.

I got a new name there.

Heavenly Horse.

And he became the leader of the famous sect.

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'Are you hanging out with those kids again? I told you not to show any useless affection.'

'Mother, please don't scold the children too much.'

'Remember, those children are destined to disappear, just as fertilizer for a new world.'

'yes…….'

'More than that. Did you find out?'

"Yes. I think I'll be able to handle the Seven Magic Stones if I just do a little more."

'Oh… … As expected… … . I must do it. Only then can I create a new world.'

My mother Elphea, who had no rivals even in her original home.

She rapidly expanded her power based on sorcery.

He trampled mercilessly on those who resisted him, and gave strength to those who followed him.

And finally, she attained absolute power. But Mother's greed did not stop there.

Eternal life.

He longed to become a god himself.

And I.

Even though I felt that something was wrong, I denied it.

I wanted to make it happen.

Because I thought that was the reason for my life.

Until that day comes.

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I had a long dream.

Is it the future, the present, or an illusion?

A dream so vivid that even that simple principle cannot be discerned.

I happened to stop by a blacksmith shop and saw a famous sword called Gwichondo there.

A seemingly insignificant encounter shook my life to its core.

One reason didn't matter.

I saw so many things in my dreams, and I felt so many things.

The realization was fleeting, but the aftertaste was long.

'Why on earth… … .'

'Well, only you know the answer to that.'

A swaying black flame. Someone spoke within me. And only today did I recall the name of the person who had lent me the power of darkness.

Whee… … my friend.

I cried.

I lamented why this fate was repeated.

I wandered around for several days, my mouth tightly shut.

Even though I couldn't understand it right away, I had to accept it.

That the cruel tragedy that I saw in my dream, that would happen to my mother in the distant future, was all true.

From then on, I took it slow.

I started preparing for that day that will come someday.

He gathered children with extraordinary talents and taught them martial arts, and told the future of a girl from a Confucian family who lives in my memory like a fairy tale.

When the time comes, this child will lead me to the path I should take.

I knew my sister was eavesdropping, but I didn't scold her.

That too is a future that will unfold.

The past does not change.

But the future can be changed.

Mother will become a god, but will not gain eternal life.

If the Holy Scripture remains, it will surely be broken by my mother's hands, so I will break it with my own hands.

I will make you feel safe in front of your mother.

And I'll hide the last piece in the Seven Magic Stones, like pouring water on water. Without anyone noticing.

This is a past that cannot be changed.

But mother won't know.

The future is already here with us.

That the last legacy I will leave behind is a sacred urn with my remains mixed in it.

Also, if you have mastered the Heavenly Demonic Art, you can awaken your first memory.

Now it's time to leave.

Here, I leave the Heavenly Demon God's Gong on the wall, which I will encounter again someday.

I will do it.

As always.

Because of the two letters 'anonymous', you will definitely remember me.

I will be back again.

And then, I'll go back again.

I'll be going now. Please wait. My mother. Anonymous.

I am Ma Cheon So.

<I was reincarnated as a rascal> complete.