Chapter 83
Chapter 83
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 83
Chapter Title: I Hate It Most When Someone Touches My Food
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“Eh?”
Parap turned his head.
He saw five people charging toward them.
“Ma Han!”
He called out to the Four Sword Squad Leader, the Ink Moon Demon Sword I Ru-mahan.
“Yes.”
“Find out who they are. If they’re enemies, kill them all.”
“Understood! Team One and Team Two, follow me!”
I Ru-mahan shouted as he dashed toward the building entrance. Twenty Four Sword Squad members followed him.
As they ran, they spotted Ak Muyoo and his group charging their way. Seeing there were only five of them, he felt relieved.
“Kill them!”
I Ru-mahan bellowed as he charged.
Shing!
Ak Muyoo drew the Heavenly God Sun Bow from his back and ran. The distance between the two sides closed rapidly. When they were five jang apart, Ak Muyoo’s arm moved.
Twang! Twang twang twang! Twang twang! Twang twang!
“Gahk!”
“Keuk!”
“Euk!”
What Ak Muyoo had fired were fake Dark Current Arrows. Even so, no one blocked or dodged them. The distance was too close, and the fake arrows too fast.
The arrows burrowed into the enemies’ foreheads. Those that pierced the foreheads burst out the back of their skulls. Ten men died while traveling just four jang.
“Th-that bastard…”
Swaaak!
A terrifying energy suddenly slammed into I Ru-mahan’s entire body.
“Heok!”
I Ru-mahan hastily raised his sword.
Kaaang!
“Kraaak!”
With a wretched scream, I Ru-mahan’s head floated up. The one who severed his neck was Ara. With Ageukta, Muk Bu-seong, and Seo Haran’s efforts, the rest were all slain.
Ak Muyoo sheathed his bow.
“Check where the Dark Current Arrows fell.”
He shouted as he ran.
“Are we your dogs now, you punk!”
Seo Haran yelled back. Even as she did, she glanced down to scan the ground.
“Ah—damn it! This is driving me nuts. Why do I have to look for those things!”
“Kraaaang!”
A beastly roar erupted from Ak Muyoo’s mouth as he charged.
Kraang!
Jabujong let out a matching roar as it followed Ak Muyoo. Ak Muyoo shook both arms violently as he ran. Two fear demons appeared. He thrust his right arm forward and stretched his left back, sprinting at full speed. The two fear demons trailed him like flowing banners.
“They’re a perfect match.”
Seo Haran shook her head as she followed.
Ak Muyoo, leading the charge, soon reached the enemy lines.
“Enemies!”
Some Black Dragon Division members rushed toward Ak Muyoo’s group. Ak Muyoo’s footsteps became erratic. It was the Mad Thousand Blood Steps unleashed. His feet followed strange footwork, and the fear demons chained to his arms danced accordingly.
The mad dance called Wild Frenzy, the Mad Blood Calamity Demon Flow.
Chwaak!
The fear demon connected to his right hand sliced across the neck of a man to his right.
“Khurk!”
A scream rang out, and the severed head floated up. Then his left arm sliced horizontally through the air.
Swaaak!
The waist of the man in front was cut. In that instant, his right arm rose, slashing left and right through the air.
“Keurk!”
A man split in two screamed. Blood spurted from the corpse, drenching Ak Muyoo. Covered in blood, he pressed forward. While using the Mad Thousand Blood Steps, he couldn’t dodge even if blood poured or heads fell—he had to swing his arms and advance.
That was the Mad Thousand Blood Steps.
“Kraaaang!”
Kraang!
A lion-like man and a dog descended from lion blood roared. Ak Muyoo wasn’t the only one busy. Jabujong moved at terrifying speed, attacking Black Dragon Division members.
True to its lion-blooded dog nature, Jabujong instantly knew human vital points. It first bit the arm holding the weapon, then tore into the carotid artery in the neck.
A beast that crushed pig bones like nothing would scoff at human flesh and bone.
Biting and shaking its head tore flesh and shattered bone. Those hit by Jabujong collapsed, bleeding out until death.
“Who do you think they are?”
The man in purple robes asked the one beside him. The man with neatly combed-back hair was Cheon Ra Jeon-gak Sun Woo Chang Cheon, leader of Boundless Heaven’s Boundless Heaven Squad. His handsome face gave no hint of a warrior.
The man next to Sun Woo Chang Cheon holding a golden saber was the Gold Saber Divine General Hwang U, the squad’s deputy leader.
“No idea. Not anyone we know.”
“I hope they’re not enemies.”
“Yeah.”
The two resumed their martial arts, eliminating the charging foes.
Ak Muyoo’s group was unstoppable.
In truth, among those here, Ak Muyoo’s group had the most combat experience. Ak Muyoo and Ara had lived on battlefields, Seo Haran and Muk Bu-seong had fought countless battles to reach here, and Ageukta had lost half his face and an arm—no need to elaborate.
Among the five, Ak Muyoo stood out. With an attack style that neither dodged nor retreated, plus the fear demons, he became a yaksha. Bathing in blood, he eradicated foes. Though delivering the same death, Ak Muyoo seemed especially brutal. The Black Dragon Division crumbled under just five. As many fell to Ak Muyoo’s side, reinforcements poured there, giving the Boundless Heaven Squad breathing room. They methodically wiped out the Black Dragon Division.
“Parap, you filthy bastard!”
Ak Muyoo bellowed again.
“Damn you!”
Hearing Ak Muyoo’s shout, Parap turned. The blood-soaked Ak Muyoo was slaughtering Black Dragon Division members.
“Kraaak!”
“Aaak!”
“Euaak!”
With wretched screams, severed arms and heads soared through the air. Overwhelmed by Ak Muyoo’s brutality, the Black Dragon warriors hesitated and fell back.
“That’s the guy with the Luha wench.”
The Sand Chain Squad Leader, Zanma Blood Sand Burga Nan, said from beside him.
“Go kill him.”
“Yes.”
Burga Nan answered and charged at Ak Muyoo.
That was when Geumjeong Sinni and her group, who had come searching for Ara, arrived.
“She’s over there.”
Bullyeon the monk pointed at Ara.
Ara was near Ak Muyoo, driving back over ten Black Dragon Division members. Each swing of her sword severed necks, torsos, or limbs.
Her blade showed no hesitation.
One strike ended an enemy. Sometimes she grabbed a foe by the collar, thrusting her sword into the neck. Not as drenched as Ak Muyoo, but Ara’s body was blood-soaked too.
“Kraaaang!”
Kraang!
“Kyaaaaang!”
First Ak Muyoo roared, followed by Jabujong and Ara.
“That child…”
Geumjeong Sinni stared at Ara in dismay. The Ara she knew couldn’t even kill a bug properly—a fragile girl. Yet here she was, licking blood running down her face.
“Who turned that child into…”
“It’s war that made Buljeong the monk like that.”
A voice answered from behind.
Geumjeong Sinni turned. Uri had responded to her murmur.
“You’re saying that child was on a battlefield?”
“I thought the Emei Sect leaders all knew…”
“I…”
Geumjeong Sinni was at a loss for words.
Uri was right. No one had spoken, but they knew why Buljeong was taken from Cheon Yu Merchant House. They’d just pretended not to.
“That’s why I like beggars. Beggars are never bound by money.”
Uri smiled faintly, eyes forward. Her gaze lingered on Ak Muyoo, who now faced Burga Nan.
“It looks like a weapon from legend.”
She tilted her head.
“What legend?”
Ja Ryu-ha asked.
“The one about the place we’re standing in.”
“You mean that weapon is one of the Seven Ultimate Heavenly Weapons?”
“Similar, but different from what I know.”
“Tah!”
“Kraaa!”
The two charged at each other.
“One exchange decides it.”
Uri held her breath, watching Ak Muyoo and Burga Nan. Burga Nan swung first. His weapon was the Skull Demon Heaven Whip, bone-like, three jang long, ending in a scorpion tail coated in deadly poison.
The Skull Demon Heaven Whip flew toward Ak Muyoo’s body.
Ak Muyoo glanced at it, then suddenly raised both arms high.
“Huh?”
We were startled.
It was clearly time to defend, yet Ak Muyoo offered his body instead. An incomprehensible move.
“That mad…”
Geumjeong Sinni saw it too.
Puk!
The Skull Demon Heaven Whip smashed mercilessly into Ak Muyoo’s side.
“Kuhk!”
Ak Muyoo screamed and spun his feet. His body wrapped around the whip, shooting toward Burga Nan.
In an instant before Burga Nan, he slammed down his left arm. It now gripped a fear demon handle. No, not just the left—his right hand gripped one too.
Puk!
The fear demon split Burga Nan’s head.
“Kraaak!”
Then the right-hand fear demon diagonally pierced Burga Nan’s neck.
No scream this time.
His breath had already stopped when his head split. Only uncoagulated blood sprayed like rain onto Ak Muyoo.
Ak Muyoo dropped the fear demons and wiped his face with his palm.
“Uuugh!”
The Black Dragon Division members fell back hesitantly.
Ak Muyoo’s martial arts were fearsome, but the overwhelming pressure from his body was unbearable.
“Anyone who retreats dies first!”
He dropped both fear demons and drew the Heavenly God Sun Bow from his back.
Tang! Tang! Tang! Tang! Tang!
He meant it.
Those hesitating to retreat became targets for the Dark Current Arrows.
“It’s do or die. Let’s take them with us!”
The retreating men gripped their weapons and charged.
“Good. That’s more like it.”
Ak Muyoo stowed the Heavenly God Sun Bow and charged at them.
Puk! Puk! Puk!
Swaaak! Saak!
The two fear demons slashed the air at horrifying speed.
“Kraaak!”
“Aaak!”
“Euaak!”
Screams filled the air again.
“That guy…!”
Our eyes widened as we watched. We’d noticed something astonishing. Ak Muyoo didn’t dodge enemy weapons in combat.
He used his body as a shield, eradicating chargers. Foes rejoicing at successful strikes had their heads or necks severed in the next instant.
“How can he fight like that?”
Ja Ryu-ha asked, equally shocked, having noticed too.
“What the…”
Ak Muyoo’s battle style defied common sense, leaving the group speechless.
“Hm?”
We looked around.
Geumjeong Sinni and the Emei Sect warriors had jumped into the fray, battling enemies.
Kwaang!
“Keuheok!”
A scream rang out, and Ak Muyoo tumbled rolling.
‘Black Serpent Black Dragon Heaven Lord, Black Wind Demon Venerable Parap.’
We murmured inwardly.
Just as she said. The one who palm-struck Ak Muyoo’s chest was Parap.
“Ughk!”
Ak Muyoo vomited blood.
“I’ll take him.”
Ageukta stepped forward.
“Don’t touch it!”
Ak Muyoo snapped.
Ageukta turned to him.
“I hate it most when someone touches my food.”
Ak Muyoo wiped the blood from his mouth and said.