Myst, Might, Mayhem

Chapter 483 – The Six Demons (2)

‘Great Sage Who Levels the Heavens, Ox Demon King.’

That was the being said to overwhelm all six demons with strength alone.

It was clearly visible to Mok Gyeong-un’s eyes, which had opened their pupil power.

The Ox Demon King‘s vast demonic energy, beyond imagination, enveloped the entire visible area in red light.

Although the other two demons also possessed formidable power that was difficult to approach, the Ox Demon King surpassed even them.

Kwaaaang!
Hwararararuk!
With each step the Ox Demon King took, geothermal heat rose and flames erupted.

It was truly a moving inferno.

Kkwak!
Mok Gyeong-un’s hand gripped the blade of the demonic sword Evil Commandment Sword tightly.

Ten Thousand Great Mountains was as silent as everyone thought.

Countless evil spirits and three disaster-level spirit beasts capable of destroying an entire country.

In this situation, it would be strange not to feel despair.

“We cannot face them. This… we must retreat.”

Gu Cheol-ja, the leader of the Huashan Sect, spoke with a voice filled with fear.

He had already judged that the aura emanating from those three giant monsters was beyond human capability.

It seemed like they would be crushed without a trace with just a wave of the hand from that horned devil-like monster that appeared last.

“But where can we retreat to from here? If we leave those things be…”

Hong Won-seok, the leader of the Beggar’s Sect, imagined the horrific consequences that would unfold.

If those creatures ran amok, the Central Plains would truly face destruction.

This was already a natural disaster.

Who could stop those things that even they, the martial artists, couldn’t handle?

“Do you think we can do anything by fighting?”

Gu Cheol-ja, the leader of the Huashan Sect, had already lost all will to fight.

However, no one could blame him.

None of those present were thinking of fighting those monsters anymore.

Everyone just wanted to run away right now.

Of course, not everyone felt that way.

Even in despair, some were conflicted.

One of them was Mok Yu-cheon.

‘If even the righteous martial artists who uphold justice and chivalry turn their backs and flee from them, who will stop those things?’

Pareurereureu!
Mok Yu-cheon looked at his trembling legs.

He too was afraid of those overwhelmingly monstrous beings.

Even without comparing their powers, if they were to fight, a miserable annihilation was certain.

However, if the righteous martial artists who sought to uphold chivalry couldn’t overcome their fear and ran away, wouldn’t that truly be the most shameful moment?

Kkwak!
Mok Yu-cheon bit his own hand.

It hurt because he bit hard enough to draw blood.

But his mind cleared, and the trembling subsided more than before.

Pak!
Mok Yu-cheon stood up and drew his sword with eyes full of determination.

Hwangbo Seong, the head of the Hwangbo Clan who had been dazed with fear, looked at him curiously.

“What are you trying to do, junior?”

“…I’m going to fight.”

“What?”

Fight those things?

As he looked bewildered, Mok Yu-cheon wrapped his right hand holding the sword with cloth.

He was expressing his will to never let go of the sword even if he died.

Everyone around him thought it was reckless.

However, Mok Yu-cheon didn’t care about this.

“I… I thought I was unlucky. I dreamed of being a righteous warrior, but I was held hostage by the Heaven and Earth Society and struggled to survive. I resented the heavens because everything was beyond my control.”

“What on earth are you trying to say…”

Kkwak!
Mok Yu-cheon firmly secured the cloth and continued speaking.

“But I don’t think that’s the case. I was foolish. Justice doesn’t come from belonging somewhere, and chivalry isn’t determined by circumstances.”

“You…”

“Even if it becomes a miserable death, even if no one acknowledges its value… if I can have an upright heart and the courage to not back down in the face of fear, that is chivalry and justice.”

‘!!!!!!!’

At these words from Mok Yu-cheon, the eyes of the leaders and warriors of the various righteous sects wavered.

As the alliance was formed and they became accustomed to collective power and inertia, they had forgotten.

Why they had walked the path of righteousness and what they had aspired to.

Jeobeogjeobeog!
Mok Yu-cheon’s back trembled as he walked forward.

He was afraid.

However, he was gathering courage without succumbing to that fear.

Seeing him like this,

Kkwak!
Hong Won-seok, the leader of the Beggar’s Sect, bit his lip tightly and then wrapped cloth around his hand holding the beggar’s staff as he walked to his side.

As the one who had doubted him to the end stood beside him, Mok Yu-cheon looked at him curiously.

Then, the Beggar’s Sect leader Hong Won-seok spoke as he tied the cloth.

“Junior warrior is right. What makes someone a warrior of justice? It’s one who can stand up for the powerless people and everyone else.”

“…I’m ashamed, but I agree.”

At that moment, Hwangbo Seong, the head of the Hwangbo Clan, also chimed in as he walked over.

He too was wrapping his sword and hand with cloth, as if affirming his resolve.

It wasn’t just them.

Jeobeogjeobeog!
All the warriors of the Righteous Alliance around them were tying their weapons and hands with cloth, strengthening their resolve to resist.

Seeing them like this, Mok Yu-cheon’s eyes reddened.

He had decided to stop the monsters, but he didn’t think he would influence anyone.

But when he realized that his small act of courage had caused ripples in everyone, he couldn’t help but feel his heart pounding.

‘I… I was born for this moment.’

Now that he had finally awakened to himself, there was no hesitation in Mok Yu-cheon’s eyes.

That gaze was the very embodiment of the upright warrior he had dreamed of being since childhood.

Mok Yu-cheon raised his sword and shouted.

“Let’s fight to the end!!!!!!”

At his cry, the leader of the Beggar’s Sect, the head of the Hwangbo Clan, the leader of the Huashan Sect, and the surrounding Righteous Alliance warriors all shouted in unison.

Let’s fight to the end!!!!!
Waaaaaaaaah!!!!
Their cries echoed through the Ten Thousand Great Mountains, which had been engulfed in silence.

Seeing them like this, the corners of Lee Ji-yeom’s mouth, the master of Corpse Blood Valley, turned upwards.

That junior warrior had ignited a fire in the righteous sect members in the face of the hell-like despair unfolding before their eyes.

Yes. This was the true terror of the righteous sect members he knew.

This influence wasn’t spreading only to the righteous sect members.

Even the former Heaven and Earth Society warriors, who had been shrinking in despair despite having Mok Gyeong-un as their lord and focal point, shouted that they couldn’t lose.

This is our territory! Don’t retreat even a single step!
Let’s fight!!!
Behind them was the castle of Heaven and Earth Society, and all their families were there.

If they couldn’t defend this place to the end, they would lose everything.

That’s why they couldn’t back down.

“Damn it! Can we lose to those things?”

It was the same for the Evil Alliance warriors.

Although they had lost their leader, the First Alliance Leader Wild Beast Emperor Hang Sim, the Evil Alliance warriors inherently hated losing.

And the resolve and solemnity contained in the cries of the former Heaven and Earth Society warriors and Righteous Alliance warriors couldn’t help but influence them.

So they too shouted no less loudly.

Waaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!!
The shouts spreading throughout the Ten Thousand Great Mountains.

This was rapidly refreshing the atmosphere that had been gripped by despair, fear, and terror.

Seeing them like this, the man in the bamboo hat watching from afar in the darkness sneered.

“You embrace futile hope. Foolish things.”

Seuk!
The man in the bamboo hat raised his staff inlaid with red jade.

Then the red jade emitted a red light, and,

“Experience true despair.”

Gooooooooooh!
At the same time as the red light intensified, the three demons’ red eyes grew darker, and they simultaneously opened their mouths and let out a roar filled with demonic energy.

Kweoeoeoeoeoeoeoeo!!!!
Kuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!!!
Kwaaaaaaaaaaaaang!!!!
At that moment, the demonic energies of the roars mixed together at the center where the three demons were standing, creating a whirlwind, and then it rushed towards the Ten Thousand Great Mountains as a gale.

The tremendous gale rushing in seemed poised to completely destroy the entire Ten Thousand Great Mountains.

Everyone who had been shouting and strengthening their resolve and fighting spirit just moments ago gritted their teeth in fear at the approaching gale.

That’s when Mok Gyeong-un flew his body into the center of the gale and swung the demonic sword Evil Commandment Sword.

Uuuuuuuuuuuung!
A huge formless sword appeared and collided with the rushing gale.

Mok Gyeong-un tried to cut it down in one go, but the wind pressure that had explosively increased as the demonic energies of the three demons mixed together was truly overwhelming.

Kwakwakwakwakwakwakwakwakwakwang!
Unable to cut through the gale, the formless sword was being pushed back bit by bit, crushing the earth.

Everyone watched this scene with bated breath.

‘No.’

‘Please!’

If he couldn’t block this here, everything would crumble in one go.

Kweoeoeoeoeoeoeoeo!!!!
Kuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!!!
Kwaaaaaaaaaaaaang!!!!
At that moment, the three demons roared once more in unison.

As the gale intensified and grew even larger, the huge formless sword could no longer withstand it and was about to be completely pushed back.

At this, Mok Gyeong-un’s gaze sharpened like a sword, and the blade of the demonic sword Evil Commandment Sword was about to turn black.

It was at that very moment.

Kwakwakwakwakwakwakwakwakwakwakwakwakwang!
Just then, about ten whirlwinds of wind pressure rushed in from the western side where the two forces were colliding, and they penetrated between the formless sword that was about to collapse and the gale, pushing it towards the east.

Thanks to this, an area of about 200 jang on the ground where the tremendous aftermath was pushed back was instantly devastated.

“What?”

“What was that just now?”

Everyone’s gaze turned towards the direction where the whirlwinds had appeared.

Those who looked in that direction had their eyes widened.

Shuuuuuuuuuuu!
“Who are those guys?”

“What’s with their bodies, all of them?”

On the eastern side stood eight men with enormous muscular builds, their entire bodies blackened and emitting steam. Each of them had an extraordinary appearance.

The corners of Mok Gyeong-un’s mouth turned upwards as he spotted someone standing in the center like their leader.

It was Yoo Moo-jin of the Yoo clan.

Kwang kwang!
Yoo Moo-jin clashed his two fists together and spoke with a voice full of fighting spirit.

“I’ll show you the great price of gathering all the scattered Yoo clan members in one place!”

They were the Yoo clan members.

The man in the bamboo hat holding the red jade staff was dumbfounded at their appearance.

‘There weren’t just two?’

He had thought that the two guarding the seal were all that remained of the Yoo clan.

But to think there were eight more of these monstrous clan members.

The man in the bamboo hat clicked his tongue as if he found it absurd, then sneered.

“It doesn’t matter. Nothing changes just because…”

Kureureureureureureu!
Just then, a vibration was felt from the northeast direction.

It sounded like horse hooves, and a shout erupted from one side of the Ten Thousand Great Mountains.

Waaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!!
Those shouting were none other than the Evil Alliance.

That was because a large force of about ten thousand men on horseback was approaching from the northeast, with the Evil Alliance flag fluttering at the front.

They were the rear guard led by the Second Alliance Lord Indestructible Golden Body Hae Yeok-won.

‘They’ve come.’

It was Mok Gyeong-un who spotted familiar faces riding horses at the front.

They were Blood Saint Dam Baek-ha from Nine Blood Cult and Jin Ye-rin, the Six Offices Commander.

Dam Baek-ha, who was riding her horse alongside Jin Ye-rin, stuck out her tongue at the sight of the three enormous demons and the countless evil spirits.

“So another great calamity has indeed occurred.”

She was the last generation of the Old Murim who had experienced the first great calamity.

That’s why this scene wasn’t unfamiliar to her.

“I’m sorry. For making you come to this deathly place with me.”

“No, it’s rather fortunate. Unlike with Young Master Mok, we didn’t miss each other this time.”

She had returned to the Evil Alliance after missing Mok Gyeong-un while trying to warn him of the crisis on Jin Ye-rin’s orders.

Then she had encountered and joined Jin Ye-rin and the Evil Alliance’s rear guard who were heading south.

Pachik! Pachik!
Blood Saint Dam Baek-ha generated lightning in both hands as she spoke.

“This time, we will definitely protect it.”

She was determined not to let the past repeat itself.

The main body of Mok Gan, or rather the man in the bamboo hat, sneered as he watched the Evil Alliance’s rear guard rushing in like this.

Yes. They’re all rushing to their deaths.

Nothing will change just because a few more insects have increased…

Uuuuuuuuuung!
‘!?’

It was at that moment.

About fifty jang away from the front of the Ten Thousand Great Mountains, smoke rose from various places, then curved round to form gates.

And as the space of those gates rippled, numerous diviners appeared from beyond them.

Hundreds of diviners were pouring out of each entrance.

Their number reached nearly eight hundred.

At the forefront stood Yeo Su-rin, a disciple of the Harmonious Immortal Pavilion, holding a golden wheel and a large brush.

‘So many of those diviner bastards were still left?’

He had thought he’d dealt with all of them that he could see…

Heumchit!
Paaaaaaaang!
Just then, bursting through the dark clouds covering the Ten Thousand Great Mountains, an enormous evil spirit with the upper body of a horned tiger and the lower body covered in brown scales like a dragon appeared.

“W-what?”

“What is this?”

The suddenly appearing evil spirit was so bizarre that it startled even those in the Ten Thousand Great Mountains.

The main body of Mok Gan frowned and spoke at the appearance of this evil spirit.

“The spirit beast Tawi?”

Having mastered the art of divination and read most existing ancient books, he immediately recognized this bizarrely shaped evil spirit.

It was Tawi, the spirit beast of Mount Jiao.

On Tawi’s back were two figures dressed as diviners. One of them was the betrayer Grand Divination Master Myeong-ryul, whom he thought was dead, and the other was,

“Divine Diviner Ahn Gong-yeon!”

Along with Grand Divination Master Myeong-ryul, it was Ahn Gong-yeon, the master of the Song Ancestral Pavilion, one of the Six Divine Diviners known to be the only ones to have made spirit beasts their familiars.

‘You dare!’

He was already aware that Grand Divination Master Myeong-ryul had betrayed him.

But not content with just that, to think he had even drawn in one of the Six Divine Diviners!

As their allies continued to appear one after another, Mok Gan’s lips twitched, then,

“Kuhahahahahahahahahahaha!”

He burst into maniacal laughter instead.

He thought all of this was rather fortunate.

From the beginning, all of these were targets that needed to be dealt with, and even if there were more, nothing would change.

Just one of the Six Demons could destroy an entire country.

Yet there were three of the Six Demons here, and among them was even the Great Strength King, said to be the strongest.

The result won’t change no matter how many more insects gather.

They’re just squirming at best.

While we’re at it, in one fell swoop…

Heumchit!
At that moment, the third eye of Mok Gan’s main body trembled.

What is this?

He could sense an ominously vast demonic energy coming from somewhere.

And then, as if breaking free from control, the Great Strength King suddenly roared on its own.

Kweoeoeoeoeoeoeoeo!!!
It was as if expressing intense anger towards something.

Along with the roar, a tremendous gale whirled and rushed towards the Ten Thousand Great Mountains.

Kwakwakwakwakwakwakwakwakwang!
Although it was a roar containing the demonic energy of just one demon, its power was not much different from when the three demons had combined, showing an incredible force.

But as the roaring gale rushed forward, it was split by a golden beam of light falling from the sky.

Chwaaaaaaaaaaa!
What on earth is happening?

As he wondered, someone appeared in the sky where the golden beam of light had struck.

The being was a woman of unparalleled beauty with luscious golden hair and nine tails fluttering behind her.

Seeing this, the main body of Mok Gan muttered in disbelief.

“The Hundred-Faced King?”