Reincarnation of the Murim Clan’s Former Ranker - Chapter 240

Episode 240

Wow!

Chaechaechaeng!

The wild shouts of the warriors and the sound of clashing weapons covered the son-in-law.

The outer wall of Saparyeon shows majesty like an iron-walled fortress.

There, in front of the towering fortress wall, the elites of the Cheongseong faction and Sacheondangga and the warriors of the Saparyeon were engaged in a bloody battle.

“Don’t keep ejaculation in your hands!”

“Let’s let the Saparyeon bastards know that justice is alive and well!”

“Bring the supply and demand of the rightists!”

“Don’t let even one of them live!”

The situation on the battlefield was so intense.

The blood of countless soldiers spilled on the ground, and there were many dead bodies that could not close their eyes.

However, most of the bodies were soldiers from the Saparyeon military camp.

It was an amazing result.

The difference in troops was because the Saparyeon side had an overwhelming majority.

So, even at a glance, the morale of the two camps was clearly different.

‘I can’t believe this… … .’

‘Why are we being pushed back?’

On the other hand, shock and nervousness that cannot be hidden are shown in the expressions of the warriors of the Saparan.

“Wait a little and reinforcements will come!”

“Until then, let’s cut down one more guy!”

The warriors of the Qingsheng faction and the Sichuan Tang family were valiant without the slightest sign of exhaustion.

The reason why their indomitable courage did not disappear even though they were clearly outnumbered was simple.

‘If you hold out a little bit, So Shin-ui and Baek Fortune will come!’

It must be because they had a firm belief in one existence in their hearts.

But because I don’t know why… … .

‘Damn it! We obviously have the upper hand in terms of troops, but why are we still being pushed back?’

Hwa-ung, who is in charge of the fight in the outer castle, was the head of the Saparyeon, Jeolmyeong Doma (絶命刀魔).

“Cheak!”

In an instant, he saw a subordinate moaning in pain as his whole body was being burned by miasma.

‘shit!’

Dang Shao-jeong, the head of the Sichuan Tang family, was wielding a dark green venomous hand.

Every time her hand cut through the air, the warriors of the Saparyeon rolled across the ground one after another, blood pouring out of the chil-gong.

‘… … Does that mean that the old faction of the Murim League, which was thought to be in decline, had that kind of potential?’

Since he usually looked down on the Murim Maeng, he could not help but be surprised at the performance of the Tang family and Cheongseong.

At that time, Dang So-jeong, who knelt down another man, retracted his poison and immediately glared at Hwa-ung on the top of the wall.

“… … !”

Hwa-woong, who met her eyes, was startled, but quickly acted as if to maintain her composure.

In Dang So-jung’s eyes, there was a vicious aura beyond simple murder.

Hwa-woong’s state of mind became more complicated.

‘If more damage accumulates, it will be out of control… … . I have no choice but to use the power of grace.’

However, rumors that would spread across the country could not be prevented if the power of grace was used in such an open space.

-If you must use the power of grace, slaughter all the civilians in the vicinity.

The solution that Buk Ri-gyeom brought out appeared in Hwa-ung’s mind.

‘Small sacrifices for the cause are inevitable.’

An eerie light flashed in Hwawoong’s eyes.

“Listen to the entire army… … !”

Just as Hwa-ung was about to use his last tactic.

‘… … for a moment.’

In his eyes, the enemy camp’s abnormal signs were captured.

The warriors of the Qing Dynasty and the Tang family, who had been fiercely attacking until just a moment ago, were slowly pulling back the front lines.

Dang So-jeong’s complexion, which had been so confident, turned blue when she heard some news from her subordinate.

‘What the hell?’

The time when Hwa-woong was blinded by a completely unpredictable situation.

“Retreat!”

Dang Shao-zheng burst into a tantrum and began withdrawing with all his troops at a rapid pace.

In the meantime, Hwa-woong recognized the devastated feelings on the faces of the warriors.

“The enemies are running away!”

“This is our victory!”

wow!

Watching the enemies running the line, the warriors of the Saparyeon cheered while holding their weapons high.

Only Hwawoong had a hard expression on his face.

‘Should I pursue it? No, they have absolutely no reason to withdraw now. Am I digging a trap and waiting?’

The moment he was contemplating whether to pursue it or not.

“Fooling lord!”

One of his subordinates came to him gasping for breath.

“What’s going on?”

“Urgent news!”

In response to his question, Suha revealed a surprising fact.

“It is said that the troops of Baekwoon Sega who were joining have been wiped out.”

“… … !”

All doubts were then resolved.

When the news that the mysterious troops had killed all of Baekwoon’s reinforcements reached the enemy, he hurriedly ran away in case the retreat was lost to the troops narrowing from behind.

‘But did the king really kill them all!’

Hwa-ung could not hide his surprise.

In fact, it was because he predicted that the success rate of the King’s attack was very low.

As the victorious battle of the Baekwoon Family continued, a rumor circulated by the survivors.

-… … The true power of the Baekwoon family is not the Baekwoon Shinryong.

– I can assure you that there is a mysterious existence that even Unae Tenjon can’t deal with carelessly.

It was that there was a true ‘monster’ that far surpassed Yu Shin-un’s inaction in Baekun family’s military camp.

Black King.

He was called that by the public because he was only rumored.

It was a nickname given to him for taking the life of an enemy while hiding his identity in jet-black armor.

‘Even though the power of the treasure he took is strong.’

He rolled his head all the way with his eyes wide open.

Hwa-woong was a person who rose to the position of the second-in-command of the Saparyeon due to endless doubts, despite his skill.

Then another subordinate approached him.

“A communication has arrived from Lord Nang Wang.”

Suha handed over a letter to Hwaung.

-The mission was completed perfectly.

All of Baekwoon’s reinforcements met death without exception.

However, due to several problems, it seems that we will have to return faster than the original plan.

First of all, in the process of clearing the enemies, there was a minor problem with the red blood sword.

The ronin, who could not withstand the power of the bopae, are showing signs of running out of control.

First of all, it seems that they should go into the castle to improve their symptoms and deal with the misfits.

All of the treasures have been recovered, and it is expected that Jocheon-gun’s help will be needed in the future.

Baekwoonsae has recovered all the bodies of the warriors.

Of course, there are many corpses of the Hwagyeong level.

They must be delivered to the catechists quickly before their bodies decompose further.

I hope for a quick reply.

Blood Bridge Cheonsei (血敎千歲).

‘There are many corpses of the Hwahwagyeong class?’

After reading all the letters, Hwa-woong’s mouth dropped open.

There was an unexpected huge income in the contents.

‘If it’s the corpse of a Hwagyeong-class soldier, I can make more of those guys who only have 2 now! If that’s the case, the direction of the future fight is a matter of course!’

An inconceivable smile crept across his face.

Then, the doubts in my head gradually disappeared.

Knowing exactly the true name of Bopae and the name of Ten Thousand.

And the writing of obscene words shared among members of the Blood Religion in the last paragraph was arousing his faith.

‘I don’t know about him, but it’s because he’s wearing a blood jug that will kill you the moment you bring out the name of your blood religion to someone else when you receive the power of grace.’

Soon, Hwa-woong wrote a reply to Subha and handed it over.

The communication he sent contained concise contents.

– To the back door of Chuksijeong (丑時正).

* * *

The deep night has come.

An unknown noise began to resonate in the outer castle, where the smell of blood and chilly silence had settled.

Sigh.

profit.

The incomprehensible sound grew out of control, and soon its identity was revealed.

A group of people hiding their identities with black robes and bamboo ribs was appearing.

They were heading for the back gate of the outer castle, pulling a huge cart covered in cloth.

Every time they moved, the smell of rotting corpses pierced their nostrils.

Hwareuk!

Those in the lead lit torches.

‘Has it arrived?’

Hwawoong and his subordinates were looking down on them from the top of the wall at the back gate of the outer castle.

“What are you looking at? Hurry up and open the gate.”

I heard the clear voice of King Ma Ho-wook.

Hwa-ung was about to open the door right away, but suddenly raised her head in doubt and spoke quietly.

“… … I will proceed with the procedural confirmation despite the disrespect. First, show me the things in the cart.”

“Haa, it’s really annoying… … . Should I go this far?”

Ma Ho-wook said annoyedly, but Hwa-ung did not back down.

Then Ma Ho-wook let out a deep sigh and nodded to the subordinates behind him.

Chew.

Then, the subordinates gathered all the thick cloth and lit the cart with the torches they were holding.

“Oh oh!”

“Really Baekunsae is their corpse.”

The cheers of the Saparyeon warriors erupted from the top of the fortress wall.

It was because corpses wearing uniforms with the word Baekun (白雲) written on them were piled up in the luggage compartment of the cart.

“Then, lastly, Ma Ho-wook. Can you gather the bamboo ribs and show your face?”

“Damn it all.”

Ma Ho-wook took off his bamboo ribs in anger.

“Is this okay?”

Hwa-woong’s expression brightened as he checked his exposed face.

The face as well as the voice was unmistakable.

“Open the gates!”

“Honorable name!”

At Hwa-ung’s command, the subordinates moved quickly.

Hard!

so good!

The gates of the outer castle, which seemed to never open, were opening little by little.

However, at that moment, there was something that Hwaung and other subordinates of Saparyeon were missing.

It was the eyes of the ronin, shining with a menacing light in the bamboo grains.

Hwa-woong came down from the wall where he was standing and met Ho-wook Ma at the wide-open gate.

“There were many mistakes. pouch… … !”

It was at that time when he spoke kindly to the king.

Suddenly, Ma Ho-wook stretched out a hand in the air.

Whoops!

Then, a spear appeared out of the empty air.

Let Hwa-woong look at Ma Ho-wook with a clear expression of bewilderment.

shit.

Ma Ho-wook raised one corner of his mouth and gave a creepy smile.

“membrane… … !”

Hwa-ung, instinctively aware of the situation, turned his head toward his subordinates and screamed.

But more than that… … .

Wedge liquid!

Quagga go!

It was quick to throw the spear summoned by Ma Ho-wook into the castle gate.

Pazuz that is!

Intense brain energy began to burst out of the triple cusp embedded in the glottis.

“Ah!”

“Keukgeuk!”

The samurai warriors who opened the gate were engulfed in brain energy and burned to black.

‘What is this… … !’

Hwa-woong’s eyes shook as if an earthquake had occurred.

Crispy!

At that moment, Shinwoon Yoo took off the bast mask that was covering his face.

Parbat!

Pababat!

The corpses lying on the cart with him rose up.

wow!

With thunderous shouts, the warriors of Tangga and Qingseong, who had been hiding in the darkness, and the troops of Baekwoonsae appeared.

The time when the warriors of the Saparyeon pulled out their swords, unable to hide their embarrassment.

“Let’s go!”

Shinwoon Yu was digging into the gate like lightning.

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