Return of The Mount Hua – Chapter 531. Even if I die here! (1)
Editor: Hoamzz
Co-Translator: Xoxo
"Push them!"
Han Yi-myung shouted, retrieving the sword he had thrown out.
His face was distorted to the fullest.
'Strong.'
Even though they were constantly pushing with more than several times the number, they were not able to gain a clear advantage. No, they are pushed back little by little instead.
‘Is there such a big difference?’
In the previous battle, they were completely crushed. However, this time, thanks to the active performance of the Jungwon group from the beginning, they entered the battle with some momentum.
Nevertheless, it does not push the Cultist completely.
It's as if they're no match in terms of momentum or skill.
“Aaagh!”
Another scream came from someone.
Every time blood was splattered and someone screamed, more and more people hesitated and backed away.
Han Yi-myung bit his lips.
No matter how long they had been away, there was no way his loyalty to the Ice Clan had changed. It was devastating to watch people who were born just die easily like that.
But…….
"Hold on somehow and hang on! Don't let them go into the cave!"
He whipped the Ice Clan Warriors more and more. That was the only thing he could do.
'We have to endure!'
The sacrifice is heartbreaking, but if they can't stop the ritual, Ice Clan and the North Sea will have to pay an even more terrible price.
'Our mistakes are one.'
It's that they didn't fight when they had to.
No one wants to bleed. But Han Yi-myung knows now. If someone can't shed blood when they need to, they have no choice but to shed more blood in the end.
What they have to do is to completely drive Magyo out of the North Sea.
But what's more important is to stop the ritual being held now!
"Put your life on the line and defend your position! This is the North Sea! Don't let them do what they want!"
There was no choice but to shout and encourage them until his throat was torn.
However, despite the will and desperate movements of the Ice Clan Warriors, the situation only got worse.
'They have to hurry!'
He bit his lips and glanced toward the cave.
But then Seol So-baek's voice brushed his ears.
"Just a little more strength!"
“…….”
“As long as you persevere, Mount Hua’s disciples will surely stop them! We must do our best to hold on!”
Han Yi-myung was slightly overcome by a strange feeling.
'The Clan Leader has complete faith in them.’
It even felt like he trusted Mount Hua Sect more than the North Sea Ice Clan which he was supposed to lead.
But Han Yi-myung couldn't argue about it. Isn't he looking at and believing only those who entered the cave right now?
He can't help but believe them.
Anyone who saw his back, always standing at the forefront and wielding his sword, would think the same thing. Anyone.
"If you hang in there a little longer, those who went inside will come to rescue! Don't back off! Show your pride as a warrior of the North Sea Ice Clan!"
Perhaps they gained strength when they heard that those who went inside would come out, the Ice Clan Warriors who were being pushed out clenched their teeth again and endured the attack of the Cultists.
'It's working.’
Han Yi-myung's eyes were filled with a small ray of hope.
‘If we can do this, light will come to the North Sea Ice Clan again...’
It was just then.
Kureureung!
"Wha- What?"
"Is it an earthquake?"
The entire valley began to shake.
No, to be precise, the mountain range in front of the land they stepped on. The entire mountain, where the cave that the disciples of Mount Hua Sect entered, was shaking.
The fierce battle came to a halt at the trembling.
'Wha- What the hell is this...…?’
Han Yi-myung looks forward with his eyes wide open. The ground shook so much that it was difficult for even a person who had learned martial arts to stand upright.
But it wasn't the shaking that really surprised him.
An incomprehensible chill ran through his whole body.
He couldn't tell whether the world was shaking or his body was shaking. At the same time as the mountain vibrated, his whole body screamed, and the hair all over his body stood on end.
‘What's going on here?’
Everyone's eyes were filled with confusion. And that was the moment.
Kwaaaaaaang!
The entrance of the cave exploded with an explosion as if the world was collapsing. Screams poured out here and there.
"Aaaaakh!”
"Aaaargh!"
Fragments of broken rock penetrated the Ice Clan Warriors. Those who had even screamed were in better circumstances. Most of those who were directly hit by the debris were unable to even scream and collapsed on the spot.
Moments later, dozens of human figures bounced out of the clouds of dust.
Kwang!
"Ugh……."
Han Yi-myung, who identified those thrown to the ground, shouted with his eyes wide open.
"Ba- Baek Cheon Dojang!"
The collapsed Baek Cheon groaned as he touched the ground.
"This……."
Han Yi-myung's eyes, who were watching him struggling to raise his body, turned toward the cave against his will.
After a while, the dust that bloomed thickly was pushed away by the blowing wind. As it collapsed, a figure was clearly seen walking slowly from the entrance to the cave, which seemed to have widened.
"Ah..."
Han Yi-myung's body began to tremble like an aspen tree.
'That's...'
Step.
Step.
Not only Han Yi-myung, but everyone who was still breathing watched in awe as the man slowly walked out.
'What the hell is that...!’
A long red cloth as red as blood.
Pure white hair, roughly tied up.
Around the body of such a man, an aura that was so black that even a sense of alienation was rising. It covered the man's body like smoke from the pits of hell.
'Is it the Devil?'
Han Yi-myung's fingers turned cold.
It's incomprehensible, but from the moment he saw that man, he couldn't breathe at all. It is as if the moment h exhaled, that ominous black energy will tear his body apart and burn it.
Step.
With every step the man took, a formidable pressure weighed on them.
A name that should not have been spouted came out of Han Yi-myung's mouth, whose reason was half blown away.
"……He- Heavenly Demon?"
Then.
The moment he put those words into his mouth, the gaze of the one who was spewing out Demonic Energy was precisely focused on Han Yi-myung.
Spine-chilling.
It was just a gaze, but it is as if an intangible sword was cutting through the soul.
Han Yi-myung's knee, who lost his will to resist, was folded. As if he would get down on his knees and bow his head at any moment.
The man who was walking slowly stops walking. His gaze slowly swept through the battlefield. The Ice Clan Warriors shuddered back in helpless fear, and the Cultists immediately returned to their positions.
"Bishop-nim!"
"Heavenly Demon Advent! Blessing For All Demons!"
‘Bishop?’
Han Yi-myung's lips turned pale.
‘This man is a Bishop? Not the Heavenly Demon?’
‘Does that mean that a devil-like person who can bring down a mountain with a gesture and burn a forest with just a glance is not the Heavenly Demon, but only the Bishop of the Demonic Cult?’
‘Then?’
‘Then what kind of being the Heavenly Demon is?’
Only then did, Han Yi-myung, no, the Ice Clan Warriors, understand what kind of existence they were fighting against.
These are not just people who trample on the North Sea.
These are the ones who will destroy the world.
The Bishop's eyes, slowly looking at the battlefield, were distorted.
"Useless bunch…….”
"Please punish us!"
The Cultist bowed their heads desperately and banged their heads on the ground.
“You dare to allow filthy unbelievers to set foot in this sacred place where the Heavenly Demon will resurrect. Nothing can redeem that sin!"
As the blaming continued, the Cultists begged for their sins while pounding their heads deeper and deeper.
The Bishop's eyes, staring at them with disapproving eyes, turned to the Ice Clan Warriors.
“…….”
But that gaze was soon withdrawn. As if it's not worth checking with his two eyes.
The last place his gaze reached was none other than Han Yi-myung. He muttered as he looked at Han Yi-myung, who had hardened with tension.
“These worms… … .”
His eyes darkened, and the world became distant.
The Bishop's presence was not something that Han Yi-myung could afford.
‘It's crazy. Crazy.’
Swing his sword at such a man?
It was nonsense.
"Your insignificant blood is not even worthy for a sacrifice for the resurrection of Heavenly Demon. I'll kill you all and let you rot."
Kwang!
The Bishop took a strong step and unleashed his Demonic Energy. The black smoke that swirled around his body blew like a black storm.
At the tremendous momentum, Han Yi-myung faltered back.
"Ah……. Aah…….”
It seemed as if black demons were circling around the body of the Bishop, howling. It was a sight he couldn't believe even after seeing it with his own two eyes.
The advent of Demon (ė§(é)).
"Haaaap!"
In one hand of the Bishop, black energy swirled and condensed, and soon it was shot vigorously toward the Ice Clan Warriors that were united.
Along with a terrible cry that seemed to tear the eardrums, black energy began to swallow the Ice Clan Warriors.
"Euuaaakkk!"
"Aaaaakh! Aaaaakk!
The bodies of the Ice Clan Warriors who were swallowed up in the energy exploded as they were, with desperate screams that made the others block their ears. Broken bones and shredded meat were scattered everywhere as if there were firecrackers.
“…….”
And of the things left there, there was nothing that could be called human.
Only the blood that dyed the ground red and shredded fleshes that could barely prove that there were people here.
"Ah……."
Han Yi-myung eventually collapsed. It had been a long since all reason had been blown away by the fear he experienced for the first time in his life.
That is not human power.
How strong the internal strength is, that a person can be pulverized?
That's the Bishop of Magyo.
Heavenly Demon's hands and feet.
“Repent in the depths of hell that you dared set your filthy feet on this sacred ground.”
If Han Yi-myung was like this, the Ice Clan Warriors wouldn't be much different.
Some sat blankly and peed, and some tried to crawl away from the Bishop even a little while already turning their backs.
"Die!"
The black Demonic Energy wriggled as if it were about to be shot again and moved around the Bishop. It was just when Han Yi-myung couldn't stand it and was about to scream.
"Aigoo, my back! That d*mn old man is freaking strong."
An irritated voice came from behind his back.
“…….”
Han Yi-myung looked back blankly.
It was weird.
It was not a word full of will, nor was it a powerful voice like that of the Bishop. It also did not contain a strong will to fight back with all its might.
It was just a dull, ordinary voice as usual.
Strangely, however, the moment he heard that voice, he felt the fear that the Bishop had given was gone.
Watching Chung Myung walking with a frown on his face, Han Yi-myung let out the breath he had been holding back without even realizing it.
It was then.
Seureung.
"Ba- Baek Cheon Dojang?"
Baek Cheon, who stabbed his scabbard on the ground, leaned on it and lifted his body up. Blood flowed from his bitten lips, but his eyes were full of determination as if he had never been hurt..
Holding his sword, Baek Cheon followed behind Chung Myung.
"Amitabha."
And other Mount Hua’s disciples, including Monk Hye Yeon, stepped forward without hesitation.
The Bishop's wrinkled eyes twitched slightly.
"Foolish...….”
And soon he had a bizarre smile. If a demon could smile, it must be that face.
“Do you still not know that you are no match for me, foolish unbelievers."
"No match for you?"
Chung Myung laughed as if he had heard a joke.
"I can't even count how many people said that. But do you know what happened to them?"
“…….”
"Nope. No. You don’t have to know."
Chung Myung raised his sword and aimed straight at the Bishop.
“From now on, you will learn more about it with your body.”
"Hahahat!"
The Bishop burst out laughing.
"That's right. Yes. It should be like this."
His red eyes began to drip red blood.
"Cursed Mount Hua Sect, they should be at least like this! That way, it's gonna be fun to kill and rip them apart! I will cut off the flesh, drink the blood, and resolve the resentment of the past hundred years!"
"That's what I'm going to say, you punk."
Chung Myung, who caught his sword in the air once, exuded killing intent with a demon-like face.
"I'll rip your neck off!"
Chung Myung, who roared, rushed toward the Bishop like a ray of black light.
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