Return of Mount Hua Sect

"Push!"

Hanyi Myeong shouted, retrieving the sword he had thrown out.

His face was distorted to the fullest.

'Strong.'

Despite its constant push with more than a few times the number, it was not gaining a clear advantage. No, it's been pushed back little by little.

Is it that big of a difference?’

In previous battles, they were completely weighed down. However, this time, thanks to the heavyweights from the start, they entered the battle with some momentum.

Nevertheless, it does not push completely.

As if he is no match for not only his spirit but also his skills.

"Argh!"

Another scream came from someone.

Every time blood was scattered and someone screamed, more and more people hesitated to retreat.

Hanyi Myeong chewed on her lips.

No matter how long he had been apart, his loyalty to the Bingo could not have changed. It was devastating to watch those who were born die away.

But…….

"Hold on somehow and hang on! Don't let them go into the cave!"

He whipped the bingos more and more. That was the only thing I could do.

You have to hang in there!’

Sacrifice is heartbreaking, but if they can't stop the ritual they're performing, the Bingo and the North Sea will have to pay even more terrible costs.

'Our mistakes are one.'

I couldn't fight when I had to.

No one wants to bleed. But Hanyi Myeong knows now. If you can't bleed when you have to, you'll end up with more blood.

All they have to do is drive them out of the North Sea altogether.

But what's more important is to stop the ritual being held now!

"Put your life on the line and defend yourself! This is the North Sea! Don't let them do what they want!"

There was no choice but to shout and encourage them to tear their throats.

But despite his willingness and desperate movements of the bingos, things only got worse and worse and worse.

'We have to hurry!'

He glanced at the cave, biting his lips.

But then Solso Baek's voice brushed my ears.

"Just a little more strength!"

“…….”

"Just hang in there and the Wasans will stop them! You have to do your best to hold on!"

Hanyi Myeong was slightly overcome by a strange feeling.

'The Lord has complete faith in them.’

It even felt like he trusted Hwasan more than the North Sea Ice Palace he was supposed to lead.

But Hanyi Myeong couldn't argue about it. Don't you think he's just looking at the people who went into the cave.

I can't help but believe it.

Anyone who has seen the back of a sword wielding at the forefront would feel the same way. Anyone.

"Hold on a little longer and those who went inside will be saved! Don't back off! Show pride as a warrior in the North Sea Ice Palace!"

Whether they were encouraged by the words that those who went inside would come out, and those who were being pushed out clenched their teeth again to withstand the attacks of the Martians.

'It's working.

Hanyi Myeong's eyes were filled with a small ray of hope.

If we can do this, the North Sea Ice Palace will also be illuminated again.….

It was just then.

Rumbling!

"What, what?"

"Is it an earthquake?"

The whole valley began to shake.

No, to be exact, the mountain range ahead of the land they stepped on. The mountain, which was pierced by Hawsan's disciples, was shaking throughout.The fierce battle came to a halt in the article to which was to be told the story.

'Ee, what the hell is this...…?’

Hanyi Myeong looks forward with her eyes wide open. It was hard for him to stand properly even after learning how much the earth shook.

But it wasn't the shaking that really surprised him.

Ununderstandable chills were running all over my body.

I couldn't tell whether the world was shaking or his body was shaking. As the mountain vibrated, the whole body screamed, and the hair stood on end.

What's going on here?

Everyone's eyes were in turmoil. And that was the moment.

(sighs) (sighs) (sighs)(sighs)

The entrance of the cave exploded with heavy sound as if the world was collapsing. Screams poured out here and there.

"Ahhhhhhhh!

"Argh!"

Fragments of broken rock penetrated the bingalows. Those who screamed at least were better off. Most of the people who were directly hit by the shrapnel couldn't even scream and collapsed on the spot.

After a while, a dozen human figures bounced out of the cloud-like dust.

Bang!

"Ugh……."

Hanyi Myeong, who identified those thrown to the floor, shouted with his eyes wide open.

"Bae, Baek Cheon stamp!"

Fallen Baek Cheon moaned, touching the floor.

"This……."

Hanyi Myung's eyes, who was watching him struggling to get up, turned to the cave against his will.

After a while, the dust, which had bloomed thickly, was blown away. As it collapsed, the ship was clearly seen walking slowly from the entrance to the cave, which seemed to have widened.

"Oh……."

Hanyi Myeong's body began to tremble like a male aspen.

'That's...'

That buck.

That buck.

Not only Hanyi Myeong but also everyone still breathing watched the man walk slowly.

'What the hell is that...'!’

a blood-red gun

White hair half tied and half rolled down.

Around the man's body was so dark that even a sense of alienation was rising. It covered the man's body like smoke from a hellhole.

Is it the devil?

Hanyi Myung's fingers turned cold.

I don't understand, but I couldn't breathe from the moment I saw him. As soon as I breathed out, that ominous black energy was about to tear my whole body apart and burn.

That buck.

Every step the man took weighed down on them.

A name that should not have been called came out of Hanyi Myeong's mouth, where the opposite s*x was half blown away.

"……처, Heavenly Demon?"

And

As soon as he said the word, the eyes of the person who was spouting magi were exactly on Hanyi Myung.

Scary.

It was just a look, as if an intangible knife was cutting through the soul.

Hanyi Myeong's knee, who lost his will to resist, was broken. Like I'm about to kneel down and clench my head.

The man who was walking slowly stops walking. His gaze slowly swept through the battlefield. The bingos shuddered back in helpless fear, and the marchers immediately returned to their positions.

"Bishop!"

"Heavenly Demon Adventure Manmaangbok!"

Bishops?

Hanyi Myeong's lips turned pale.

This guy's a bishop? Not Heavenly Demon?

A demon who would destroy a mountain with his hands and burn a forest with his eyes, not Heavenly Demon, but a bishop of the Church of Machia?Well?

So what the hell is Heavenly Demon?

Only then, Hanyi Myung, or the Bingo, understood what they were fighting for.

These are not just people who violate the North Sea.

These are the ones who will destroy the world.

The bishop's eyes, slowly looking at the battlefield, were distorted.

"Useless things…"….”

"Kill me!"

The marchers desperately tightened their heads and pounded their heads on the floor.

"How dare Heavenly Demon let dirty unbelievers step into this sacred place where he will be resurrected. Nothing can repay that sin!"

As the rebuke continued, the marchers buried their heads deeper and prayed for their sins.

The bishop's eyes, staring at them with disapproving eyes, turned to the bingos.

“…….”

But that look was soon taken. As if it is not worth checking with both eyes.

The last place his gaze reached was none other than Hanyi Myung. He murmured as he watched Hanyi Myeong, who had become tense.

"Berge-like men...….”

It was dark before my eyes, and the world was far away.

The bishop's presence was not something that Hanyi Myeong could afford.

It's crazy. It's crazy.’

Swing a sword at a man like that?

That was ridiculous.

"Your humble blood is not even a sacrifice for the resurrection of Heavenly Demon. I'll kill them all and rot them."

Boom!

The bishop took a strong step and exhaled his magi. Black smoke swirled around his body like a black storm.

With the tremendous momentum, Hanyi Myeong faltered back.

"Ah……. Ah…….”

The black demons seemed to go around the bishop's body with a noble voice. It was a sight that I could not believe even two eyes.

The advent of the devil.

"Breathe!"

In one hand of the bishop, black forces swirled and gathered, and soon burst into the bingalows that had been gathered.

With a terrible earble that seemed to tear up the eardrums, the swordish tension began to devour the bingal archways.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!

Along with a desperate scream to cover their ears, the bodies of the bingalows swallowed by tension burst. Finely broken bones and shredded six pieces were scattered all over the place, even firecrackers.

“…….”

And none of the things left to be called human beings.

Only the red-colored blood and six pieces barely proved that there were people here.

"Ah……."

Eventually, Hanyi Myeong collapsed. It has been a long time since all reason was lost in fear that I had never experienced before in my life.

That is not human power.

How strong do you mean that a person hit by a tension can be crushed?

That's the bishop of the horse.

Heavenly Demon's hands and feet and feet.

"Regret at the bottom of hell for putting your dirty feet on this sacred earth."

Hanyi Myeong couldn't have been much different from the Bingoes.

Some sat there and peed, and some tried to crawl away from the bishop with their backs turned.

"Die!"

The Black Magi wiggled and moved around the bishop as if it would be shot again. It was just when Hanyi Myeong couldn't stand it and was about to scream.

"Oh, my God, my back! The d*mn old man is so strong."

An irritated voice came from behind his back.“…….”

Hanyi Myeong looked back blankly.

It was a strange thing.

It was not a word of will, nor was it a powerful voice like that bishop. It did not contain a strong will to fight with all its might.

It was just a normal, plain voice, as usual.

Strangely, however, the moment I heard the voice, I felt the fear that the bishop had given me suddenly gone away.

Watching Chung-Myung trudgingly walking with a frown on his face, Hanyi Myeong breathed out his breath that he had held back.

It was then.

I love you.

"Bae, Baek Cheon stamp?"

Baek Cheon, with his sword down on the floor, leaned on it and lifted himself up. Blood was flowing from his tight lips, but his eyes were filled with will as if he had never been hurt.

Baek Cheon, who holds a sword behind Chung-Myung as he moves on.

"Amitabha Buddha."

And other Hwasan students, including the class president Hye Yeon, stepped forward without hesitation.

The bishop's wrinkled eyes wriggled slightly.

"Foolish...….”

And soon he had a weird smile. If the devil laughed, it must have been that face.

"You still don't know that you're no match, foolish unbelievers."

"Can't you do that?"

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?"

“…….”

"No, no, no. You don't have to know."

Chung-Myung raised his sword and aimed straight at the bishop.

"You'll know more about it with your body."

"Hahaha!"

The bishop burst out laughing.

"That's right. That's right. You should be."

His eyes, with the ore, began to bleed red.

"Hwasans to be cursed, you must be! That way, it's gonna be fun to rip and kill! I will cut off the flesh, drink the blood, and resolve the resentment of the last hundred years!"

"That's what I'm gonna say over here, you son of a b*tc*."

Chung-Myung, who caught a sword in Ho Gong once, exuded life with a face like an evil spirit.

"I'll rip your neck off!"

Chung-Myung, who roared, rushed toward the bishop like a ray of black light.