As the dust settled, the surroundings slowly began to co into view.
Until then, the warriors had been constantly on guard, thinking that Cheon Myeong might do sothing, and only after discovering Cheon Myeong, who was standing still in that spot, did they sigh with relief in their minds.
'Did he not do anything?'
Since he had intentionally obscured the surrounding view with dust, they had thought that Cheon Myeong would surely do sothing.
However, Cheon Myeong had just been standing still in the spot where he had descended, and the warriors were about to reorganize their ranks and surround Cheon Myeong again.
"Are you still going to fight ?"
"...?"
At that mont, Cheon Myeong said to the warriors.
Is there a reason why they shouldn't fight?
No matter how much Cheon Myeong had shown a trendous might in succession, that and this were separate matters.
Swish-
Cheon Myeong pointed his finger sowhere.
Even until then, the warriors did not seem to understand what Cheon Myeong was doing now, and Cheon Myeong spoke to such warriors again.
"Su Yeongseong is dead."
"...!"
"Before you point your swords at , why don't you check that first?"
Only then did the warriors realize what was in the direction Cheon Myeong was now pointing his finger.
In that direction was Su Yeongseong.
However, from what Cheon Myeong had just said, could it be that Su Yeongseong had died?
The warriors belatedly realized that Su Yeongseong's voice, which should have been shouting at them to fight, was no longer heard.
Swish-
In order to confirm the fact, the warriors' gazes all turned to one place.
And the astonishnt that followed.
Su Yeongseong was spread out on the floor in a '大' shape.
If it were just that, they would not have thought that he was dead right away, but after discovering the sword stuck in the center of Su Yeongseong's chest, they all had the sa thought at the sa ti.
'In what ti...?'
Although it was true that everyone's vision had been temporarily blocked due to the dust, wasn't that the sa for Cheon Myeong?
Moreover, the ti when the vision was completely blocked was not that long.
In that ti, by what ans on earth could Cheon Myeong have been able to stick a sword in the chest of Su Yeongseong, who was so far behind?
The warriors began to look at Cheon Myeong as if they were seeing a ghost.
"Now, I'll ask you again."
As the warriors looked at him again, Cheon Myeong opened his mouth.
"Your leader is dead."
"...!"
"Are you still going to fight ?"
Although it was the sa question, this ti, its aftermath was different from before.
Because there was no longer a reason for the warriors to fight.
Even if they were to throw away their weapons and run away in this place, there was no longer anyone to block their front.
'It's effective.'
Looking at the frozen warriors, Cheon Myeong thought in his mind.
Although it wouldn't be all of them, the majority of the guys here were fighting forcibly because of Su Yeongseong.
Then, if he were to just release the shackle called Su Yeongseong, wouldn't the guys who would run away run away on their own?
The guys who had been forcibly caught when they had tried to run away at first would most likely try to run away again.
'Taking care of the enemy's general first is the most basic of the basics of fighting.'
Especially in a situation like this, one against many, it could be said to be the right theory to kill the enemy's leader first.
Because with just that, the enemies would lose their command, and accordingly, their forces would surely be reduced.
It would be fair to say that Cheon Myeong's side had now completely seized the montum.
"It's the sa as before."
"...!"
"The guys who are here while I count to three..."
Even before his words were finished, warriors who turned around and ran away appeared one after another.
As Cheon Myeong had expected, as the shackle called Su Yeongseong disappeared, the warriors began to run away according to their instincts like a colt whose reins had been released, and seeing that, Cheon Myeong shut his mouth.
'There was no need to count to three.'
Now, the guys who would stay would stay, and the guys who would run away would run away.
To stay here even after going this far would an that their loyalty was that great.
Although he did not yet know how many would remain, Cheon Myeong was now planning to settle things directly with the guys who remained here.
"Kuaaaaaaaaaa-!"
It was then.
Suddenly, a scream from sowhere.
Cheon Myeong imdiately moved his head to the place where the sound was heard.
"...!"
As soon as he moved his head, Cheon Myeong's two eyes widened slightly with surprise.
Because there, the guy who he had thought was dead was standing.
"Haa... haa..."
Su Yeongseong was standing in his spot, panting roughly.
With the sword that Cheon Myeong had thrown still deeply stuck in his chest.
And in Su Yeongseong's right hand, the neck of a warrior was held.
Squeeze-!
As Su Yeongseong put more strength into his right hand and squeezed, the warrior could no longer even scream.
The surroundings could only watch that sight silently with surprised eyes.
Soon, sothing that would make everyone astonished happened in front of their eyes.
Woong-!
A thick demonic ki began to flow from Su Yeongseong's body.
At the sa ti, a change that occurred in the body of the warrior whose neck Su Yeongseong was squeezing.
As if it were a withered fruit, the vitality was gradually draining from the warrior's body.
"...!"
Cheon Myeong could imdiately tell what Su Yeongseong was doing now.
Therefore, seeing that sight now, he could not hide his astonishnt in his mind.
'Is that... the Star-Sucking Great Art?'
The Star-Sucking Great Art.
As its na suggests, it was a martial art that absorbed another's internal energy and made it one's own.
Although it could be said to be a martial art that had been passed down from the Demonic Cult since ancient tis, since its existence had been buried in history a long ti ago, it could be said that there were few people who actually knew about it.
"..."
The Star-Sucking Great Art was truly a demonic art.
A demonic art that was forbidden to be learned even in the Demonic Cult because of its danger.
Although there were several reasons, the biggest reason was that the Star-Sucking Great Art itself absorbed not only the opponent's internal energy but also their essence and made it one's own power.
The end of a person whose internal energy had been plundered in that way was like the warrior seen over there now.
Thud-
Su Yeongseong let go of the warrior he was holding.
Then, the warrior's figure, which fell on the floor powerlessly like a paper doll.
His entire skin had already turned blackish, and his body was also withered like a burdock.
Although he seed to be barely breathing, could that be called being alive now?
On the other hand, Su Yeongseong's face was overflowing with vitality.
Puk-
At that mont, Su Yeongseong pulled out the sword that was stuck in his chest himself.
Then, it would be normal for blood to flow from that spot, but not a single drop of blood flowed from the spot where the sword had been pulled out.
Seeing that, Cheon Myeong could be sure that Su Yeongseong had used the Star-Sucking Great Art.
'Yes, in that duel, I had definitely destroyed his dantian.'
But in less than a year, Su Yeongseong had appeared in front of him again, looking fine.
From that ti, Cheon Myeong had been feeling that sothing was strange, but he had not been sure what exactly it was.
Thinking that he had recovered his strength through the Star-Sucking Great Art, all the pieces fit together.
'How does he know the Star-Sucking Great Art?'
Even by the standards of the Demonic Cult, the Star-Sucking Great Art was a martial art that was far from the way of a human.
Therefore, it had been discarded even in the Demonic Cult.
He had only thought that it had completely disappeared, so much so that even its existence had beco faint, but why on earth was Su Yeongseong learning it?
Cheon Myeong still could not understand that point.
"Are you surprised?"
At that mont, Su Yeongseong asked Cheon Myeong.
And with a triumphant face, he continued to speak to Cheon Myeong.
"You must have thought that you had killed . But I am fine."
"...Do you know what you are doing yourself?"
"Of course. But it doesn't matter. If I can kill you, I can even sell my life to a ghost."
"..."
Hearing those words, Cheon Myeong thought.
This was no longer a matter of personal grudge between him and Su Yeongseong.
From the mont Su Yeongseong had used the demonic art forbidden by the Demonic Cult, the reason for fighting had to change.
"Everyone here, listen well."
"..."
"That guy has now learned the forbidden demonic art designated by this cult."
As Cheon Myeong said that, a murmur arose among the warriors.
Hearing that murmur, Cheon Myeong continued to speak.
"Therefore, in this place, I will question the sin of that sinner, Su Yeongseong."
"You'll question my sin? With what right on earth can you say that?"
"The Young Leader."
"...!"
"Furthermore, as the one who will lead this cult in the future, I will kill the sinner who is a harm to this cult in this place now."
Hearing Cheon Myeong's words, everyone was surprised.
Because those words just now were him acknowledging himself as the Young Leader of the Demonic Cult.
Although calling himself that at this point, when that position had not yet been clearly decided, could be seen as arrogance, from Cheon Myeong's tone and atmosphere, no such feeling was felt at all.
Rather, a feeling of confidently revealing his position.
Everyone in this place was feeling that way now.
"...Nonsense!"
At that mont, Su Yeongseong shouted at Cheon Myeong.
Although he didn't know what the others were thinking, looking at Cheon Myeong, Su Yeongseong could never acknowledge Cheon Myeong as the Young Leader.
"A guy who once left the main headquarters and lived a life like a fugitive is the Young Leader?"
"..."
"It's disgusting to hear any more! What are you doing! Kill that arrogant guy!"
Su Yeongseong shouted at the warriors.
However, not a single person reacted to Su Yeongseong's words and moved, and looking at them, Su Yeongseong continued to shout with a voice full of anger.
"Do you want to die at my hands again! Hurry up and kill that arrogant guy..."
"I can't do it."
"...What?"
Su Yeongseong looked at the warrior who had just said that to him with a chilling gaze.
As his eyes t Su Yeongseong's, a slight tremor occurred in the warrior's body for a mont, but soon, as if he had made up his mind, he said to Su Yeongseong.
"I can no longer... follow that order."
"...It seems you are mistaken about sothing, you are a warrior of the Jeonsu family. So you just have to obey my orders!"
"Before that, I am a mber of the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult! And Young Master Cheon Myeong... that person is a necessary existence for this cult in the future."
"..."
"I'm sorry. My conviction tells that you are wrong, Young Master Su Yeongseong, and that Young Master Cheon Myeong is right. So... I can no longer fight."
At the warrior's words, Su Yeongseong was silent.
And as he continued to stare at that warrior with a chilly gaze, he soon began to mutter to himself.
"Then die."
At the sa ti as those words, Su Yeongseong's figure, which disappeared.
Su Yeongseong, who had appeared in front of the warrior, was striking down with the sword he was holding at the warrior's head.
Clang-!
However, Su Yeongseong's sword could not strike down the warrior's head.
Cheon Myeong, who had appeared in that spot and was blocking Su Yeongseong's sword strike.
As his eyes t Cheon Myeong's between the crossed swords, Su Yeongseong's impression was greatly distorted.
"Cheon Myeong...!"
"It seems it's ti to end it."
This ti, I will finish you for sure.
Cheon Myeong did not bother to say the rest of those words.
(End of Chapter)
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