Chronicles Of The Martial God's Return

Chapter 414

Episode 414:

It is time to conclude the Sichuan journey.

Dan Woo-hyeon and the rest packed their bags and took the things they needed to return to Honam. Since we stayed longer than expected, everyone was looking forward to going back again.

However, Mu Chenfeng’s expression was not so good as he could not get what he wanted.

I couldn’t even find traces of Geumwangsu, let alone his hidden treasure, and I felt like I had worked hard and gained nothing.

Although much of Cheonpung’s level of labor would be quite expensive, to Dan Woo-hyeon, it seemed like he couldn’t even pay the bills.

Mu Chenfeng let out a long sigh and turned his head.

Each child held a piece of luggage in their hands and brought it to the wagon.

On the other side, Dan Woo-hyeon was also packing various things.

However, the species that should be seen is not visible.

“Are you that bastard....”

Quang!

It was then.

Did they say that even tigers will come if you say so?

Suddenly, the front door opened wide and I saw Jang Sam-tae running in a panic. Their complexions were pale, as if there was some urgent matter, but when they saw that, the expressions of Jegal-un and Dan Woo-hyeon hardened somewhat.

“Now... Master Jang!”

“So what big deal happened?”

Dan Woo-hyeon asked casually.

Jang Sam-tae feels a little different. Also, judging by the way he came in with the door open so hard that it broke, he must have brought a shocking story.

Naturally, Zhuge Un listened.

“Po... Podalap Palace... has collapsed!”

“...i”

The person who was most surprised by the story was none other than Apostolic Studies.

He, who was casually packing his luggage with his children, opened his eyes wide when he heard the news of the destruction of Podalap Palace. Magyo and Podalap Palace are maintained at a fairly close distance.

We only had a small amount of interaction, so if you look at it, it’s not like we don’t have any friendship.

“What are you talking about? Why is it collapsing? “They said there was an earthquake?”

“Oh... no. “It is said that the buildings burned down and everyone inside died.” I still can’t believe it when I hear it.

Podalapgung has so many masters that it can be compared to Gupilbang.

The chief’s loser.

Since it is a place with such a name, it is as strong as the Demonic Cult, and its endless power is feared even by the martial arts people of the central plains.

It is hard to believe that such a place has become extinct.

Dan Woo-hyeon ignored the surprised people and looked at the children.

The children who were packing their luggage stopped their hands and listened to the adults’ stories.

I glanced at Maehyang and saw that she nodded, took the children, and went to another place.

“Podalap Palace is the chief’s loser in name and reality... Who on earth are them?”

Zhuge Un’s gaze turned to Sadohak.

It might be the work of a demonic cult.

The Demonic Cultists, who had been holding their breath until now, suddenly unleashed their power and engulfed Podalap Palace.

In fact, although there was some small exchange between the Demon Church and Podalapgung, they had been enemies for a long time. Since their influence on each other was so large and strong, it was natural for them to clash.

There was a lot of tension, like a tug-of-war, with no one winning and no one losing.

“Maybe a demonic cult?”

“That can’t be possible. “If it had been them doing it, there would have been rumors already.”

What Apostolate said was valid.

It is an attack on the Podalap Palace of the world.

If that were the case, the Demonic Cult would also have to prepare accordingly, so quite a few people would have moved, and there is no way the rumor would not have reached their ears.

Those who swallowed their groans looked at Jang Sam-tae.

“So where did you say it was?”

“Who says that?”

“why? wherefore?” Dan Woo-hyeon, Zhuge Un, and even Sadohak’s eyes were focused on Jang Sam-tae. The person who brought the information has not yet opened his mouth properly, so I want to know everything about this situation.

“It looks good...”

Bicheonwoong muttered and smiled.

My vision suddenly became blurry.

Hunger and cold violently provoked and shook him.

But what shakes him even more than that is none other than loneliness.

Is this what loneliness in heaven feels like?

A feeling of loneliness I had never thought of before came flooding back to me. They say that just having someone by your side when you’re sick gives you strength. I didn’t understand it until now, but that’s what Bicheonwoong did now.

From childhood he was alone.

I didn’t know why I was born, who my parents were, or where I was abandoned. When I grew up, I was a slave to a small village landowner.

I suffered all kinds of abuse.

Sometimes, one had to sacrifice oneself to a landowner who practiced sodomy.

It must have been from then on.

The desire to kill someone arose.

That was his first time.

He murdered the landowner by cutting his throat with a small kitchen knife.

Running away wasn’t easy either. It was not once or twice that he overcame the danger of life and death while outrunning the police officers who were chasing him.

Every time that happened, I felt a sense of shame, wondering why the world was so cruel to me and why I should live.

Then I met ‘him’.

A person with a pure white beard and smiling benevolently. The extended hand was merciful, and I still can’t forget the warmth and warmth of his words as he stroked my head and said, ‘It’s okay.’

It is no exaggeration to say that this is what made Bicheonwoong what he is today.

So I followed him.

And that choice completely changed Bicheonwoong’s life.

Emperor Tianwu gathered countless children, locked them in a large labyrinth-like place, and gave them swords.

That was the second sword Bicheonwoong held after he was born.

A very different weight from the kitchen knife that cut off the landowner’s head.

That iron sword contained the weight of life.

Now I had to wield a sword to survive.

The blood on your hands can no longer be washed off. There, the word “friend” did not exist, and one had to wield a sword and risk one’s life just to survive.

So five years.

They killed hundreds of children, but Bicheonwoong survived. And the moment he survived, Bicheonwoong was no longer a human being, but was reborn as a heartless killer.

Emperor Tianmu smiled at him. He patted my head, said I did well, and handed him a prize.

Musindogyeong.

It’s been decades since I learned it and lived solely for Emperor Tianwu.

Bicheonwoong, who did not even have the strength left to hold his sword, was dying just like that, brooding over his loneliness. However, what bothered him until the end was one command that remained in his mind and did not go away.

Kill Dansomi.

Emperor Cheonmu’s orders were tormenting Bicheonwoong and keeping him alive until the moment of his death.

Bicheonwoong lowered his head and smiled without realizing it.

And that moment.

The pouring rain suddenly stopped.

” are you okay?”

The loud, clear voice irritated my ears. He, who had not even sensed anyone’s presence, suddenly raised his head and raised the dog.

There was a little girl there.

The child asked anxiously, covering the rain with the umbrella he held in his hand.

My eyes are shaking.

A shiver ran through my whole body.

Those innocent eyes shook Bicheonwoong’s heart with infinite kindness.

“You...”

The moment he uttered the words with difficulty, his vision darkened and his mind was sucked into darkness.

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