The Youngest Member of the Martial Alliance Chapter 200

The main headquarters of the Demonic Cult.

The Demonic Cult, which boasted the strongest military power as a single force, had recently hit rock bottom.

Continuous, overwhelming defeats.

The elites sent to the battlefield returned maid or as corpses, and no one spoke of the Demonic Cult's victory anymore.

In such a gloomy atmosphere.

A man, carrying a thick scent of blood, headed for the Demonic Cult's core, the Demonic Cult Hall.

"S-Second Young Master!"

The martial artist guarding the entrance of the huge Demonic Cult Hall was startled as if he had seen sothing he shouldn't have.

The Second Young Master, Jin Somyeong, nodded.

"It's been a while. You were part of the Demonic Cult Guard, weren't you?"

"Yes, yes, that's right, but..."

Even a re gatekeeper was a mber of the Demonic Cult Guard, the elite ard unit of the Demonic Cult.

The sanctuary of the god.

That was what the Demonic Cult Hall symbolized within the cult.

The Second Young Master turned his head and looked at the martial artists behind him. The number of those who had walked with him to the Demonic Cult Hall reached about fifty.

Each and every one of them was at least at the level of a commander of an elite ard unit. Not only the leaders of the Jin family, which was the Second Young Master's background, but also the Ma family and the Yeo family, who had lost their family heads and elders in this war, had joined.

In addition, the Demon Brain, who was the third-in-command of the Demonic Cult, and the Lust Demon Sect Leader, who was one of the Seven Demon Sect Leaders, were with them, so their power was even greater.

"The Demonic Cult Guard Commander."

The Second Young Master asked in a low voice.

The Demonic Cult Guard martial artist who was guarding the gate flinched, and the Lust Demon Sect Leader looked at the martial artist and smiled strangely.

"The Demonic Cult Guard Commander didn't join us."

"Then kill him."

At the sa ti, the Demonic Cult Guard martial artist hurriedly threw his body.

The Demonic Cult Guard Commander had chosen the Fifth Young Master, not the Second Young Master, and the Demonic Cult Guard under him naturally followed the leader's decision.

"Alright."

The Lust Demon Sect Leader swung her whip. Although her face was bruised here and there from the wounds she had received from Cheon Woojin, it was not difficult to kill one Demonic Cult Guard mber.

The whip rushed in at a speed twice as fast as the fleeing Demonic Cult Guard mber.

With a light sound, the Demonic Cult Guard mber lost his head in the sa posture he had been fleeing in.

The Lust Demon Sect Leader, who had withdrawn her whip, did not even bother to shake off the blood and just rolled it up. Her whip was called the Blood-Mixed Whip, and it had the characteristic of becoming harder the more blood it absorbed.

"Let's go."

The Second Young Master took a step.

Since there was no longer a martial artist guarding the entrance of the Demonic Cult Hall, no one could block his path.

It was a dark night where even the moonlight was swallowed by dark clouds.

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A group of people, led by the Second Young Master, entered the Demonic Cult Hall. Although it was called a hall, it was practically no different from a castle.

There were six rooms around a large square.

Also, in the center of the square, which had a structure with an open sky, a brilliant golden chair was placed.

"That's not your seat, is it?"

The Second Young Master's voice fell coldly.

A silver fox was sitting on the cult leader's seat, smiling with its eyes.

"Senior Brother, why did you take off your mask?"

As the Fifth Young Master said, the Second Young Master had taken off the black tiger mask he always wore. It was customary for the young masters of the Demonic Cult to wear masks that symbolized each of them.

The reason was that they could not carelessly show their faces to anyone other than the cult leader, who was their teacher and father.

To break such a custom and take off the mask ant.

"Ah, it seems Senior Brother has made up his mind."

It ant that the Second Young Master had decided to beco the young cult leader himself. There was no need to hide his face anymore.

The Fifth Young Master was still smiling brightly. His unique smiling eyes and the silver hair that could be seen next to the mask suited the silver fox mask very well.

Unlike the Second Young Master, he had not brought any forces with him. He just had a personal guard who was also wearing a silver fox mask by his side.

- I haven't seen him before.

The Lust Demon Sect Leader sent a telepathic ssage to the Second Young Master. The atmosphere of the guard standing next to the Fifth Young Master was unusual. If there was a master of that level in the cult, she, who was a Seven Demon Sect Leader, would not have not known.

The Lust Demon Sect Leader looked at the others and asked with her eyes. But it seed that no one knew the identity of that guard.

Soon, the Lust Demon Sect Leader seed to have lost interest. Although it was a little concerning, it was not a big problem. With the forces that were with the Second Young Master now, no matter who the opponent was, they could not be an obstacle.

"Junior Brother, yield the seat to ."

The Second Young Master's voice was as polite as ever.

The First Young Master and the other young masters all disliked that aspect of him, calling it hypocritical. However, the Fifth Young Master, unlike the other young masters, had always thought that the Second Young Master was the most interesting person.

"What if I don't want to?"

"You wouldn't want to know."

At the sa ti, all the martial artists behind the Second Young Master exuded their ki.

Since each and every one of them was a force that was not lacking to be called a master, the pillars and ceiling of the Demonic Cult Hall began to vibrate wildly.

Nevertheless, the Fifth Young Master's smile could not be erased.

Everyone thought that the Fifth Young Master would smile like that even if a knife was at his throat.

"What are you going to do to with those losers, cowards, petty people, and worms?"

At that blatant provocation, so of the masters reacted.

"How dare you!"

"Second Young Master, I believe it is right to kill that guy right now and take the throne!"

It was a montum as if they would draw their swords and aim for the Fifth Young Master's neck as soon as the Second Young Master's order was given. In particular, the Demon Brain, who was particularly stung by the word 'petty', beca even more heated.

It was then.

A group of people entered the Demonic Cult Hall.

Everyone's gaze turned to them.

The faces of those who were with the Second Young Master hardened.

The three n who appeared were each a force that could match a great sect.

They were the Gold Demon Sect Leader, the Jealousy Demon Sect Leader, and the Pride Demon Sect Leader, who were mbers of the Seven Demon Sect Leaders.

The appearance of the Gold Demon Sect Leader and the Jealousy Demon Sect Leader was surprising, but especially the Pride Demon Sect Leader was a person who rarely responded even to the cult leader's call, so everyone could not hide their agitation.

A situation where all the remaining mbers of the Seven Demon Sect Leaders, except for the dead, were gathered in one place, including the Lust Demon Sect Leader who was with the Second Young Master.

Everyone looked at them with a nervous expression. Because the choice of the remaining three sect leaders would have a great influence on this situation.

It was then.

The Pride Demon Sect Leader, with his gray hair fluttering, strode forward and t the Second Young Master's gaze for a mont.

Although it was a short silence, to those who were watching, it felt like an eternity.

And so, how long had it been?

Thud.

The Pride Demon Sect Leader knelt on one knee and placed his right hand on his chest. It was the ceremony of a person facing a god.

"I greet the new supre one."

At the sa ti, the Jealousy Demon Sect Leader and the Gold Demon Sect Leader also knelt and showed their respect.

Only then did a sense of relief appear on everyone's faces. He didn't know how he had persuaded them, but all four of the remaining Seven Demon Sect Leaders had chosen the Second Young Master.

"Hoho."

The Lust Demon Sect Leader, who was next to him, let out a strange laugh.

It was her role that was the biggest in being able to persuade the other Seven Demon Sect Leaders. There was no one among the Seven Demon Sect Leaders who had not had feelings for her at least once.

Although it was now an old feeling, it was true that everyone was still favorable to her.

The Fifth Young Master, who was looking at that sight, let out a low exclamation. Even in this situation, it was clear that he was finding the situation very amusing.

"Oh my, have all the Seven Demon Sect Leaders turned their backs on ?"

The Seven Demon Sect Leaders looked at the Fifth Young Master. Although they did not answer, the hostility in their eyes must have been clearer than any words.

"Then are the Demonic Cult Guard and the Eun family all we have?"

There were a few other halls, units, and guards, but they were not people with enough presence to be ntioned.

"You've lost."

The Second Young Master, who had said so, strode towards the Fifth Young Master. He reached out his hand towards the mask of the Fifth Young Master, who was sitting on the throne. The guard who was next to him was about to step forward, but the Fifth Young Master raised his hand and restrained him.

The silver fox mask was taken off by the Second Young Master.

Long silver hair flowed down, and his skin, which was like white jade, shone even brighter in the moonlight.

Those who saw the Fifth Young Master's face for the first ti thought. He was not the Fifth Young Master of the Demonic Cult, but seed to be of a noble bloodline of the imperial palace.

"Do you intend to beco the cult leader, Senior Brother?"

"It has beco so."

"Well, I can't help it."

The Fifth Young Master shrugged and moved aside. He even pointed at the throne as if to say, please sit down.

At that sight, the Second Young Master was puzzled.

'This easily?'

As if he had read his puzzlent, the Fifth Young Master said in a voice mixed with laughter.

"You wanted to be the cult leader so much. I have to yield. But, you know..."

The Fifth Young Master's words trailed off for a mont.

Then, he looked straight into the Second Young Master's pupils. To be precise, it was as if the Fifth Young Master was looking through the Second Young Master's pupils into his deep inner self.

In an instant, the Second Young Master's eyes widened.

He felt a cool sensation as if a blade were running down his spine. He had felt this sensation recently.

'The Emotionless Guest, he's like him.'

His face, his ki, and his personality were all different.

But this strange atmosphere that made people freeze was very similar.

It was then.

The Fifth Young Master lightly placed his hand on the Second Young Master's shoulder. Nevertheless, the Second Young Master could not move at all.

Soon, a ki blood from the entire body of the Fifth Young Master, Eun Ohwol. It was not fierce like an explosion, as most masters were. It just slowly and very leisurely encroached on the surroundings.

Surprisingly, the presence of the Seven Demon Sect Leaders, which had been spread throughout the hall, was soon easily swallowed by the Fifth Young Master's ki.

The Fifth Young Master, with his unique smiling eyes, said in a low voice.

"What are you going to do with a weak person like you as the cult leader?"

"..."

"The strong survive and the weak perish. Weren't you all people who followed and worshiped strength?"

Unlike his smiling face, his voice did not have a hint of laughter. His voice, which was neither too high nor too low, contained a mysterious ki that could not be resisted.

People called this authority.

What the Fifth Young Master was showing now was not a trivial authority that was pressed down by background, age, or power.

There were beings who were born with authority as if it were a matter of course from the mont they were born into the world.

Those who were given the qualifications given by heaven.

That noble bloodline.

The Jealousy Demon Sect Leader, who had recalled this, said as if possessed by sothing.

"T-the Son of Heaven...!"

No matter how much the Demonic Cult had no connection with the imperial palace, how could not a single person among these many leaders know the emperor's face? Although it had been decades since the Jealousy Demon Sect Leader had seen the Son of Heaven's face from a distance, it remained in his mory because of his unique and strong impression.

"..."

When the Jealousy Demon Sect Leader shouted so, everyone around him looked at him. They all had pathetic expressions. No matter what, was it right to call the enemy the emperor?

At that, the Jealousy Demon Sect Leader said as if he were being wronged.

"No, he really looks like..."

Before his words could be finished.

The Pride Demon Sect Leader and the Gold Demon Sect Leader, who were standing on either side, rushed towards the Fifth Young Master as if they had made a promise.

A brilliant golden light was gathered in the Gold Demon Sect Leader's two fists, and the Pride Demon Sect Leader's steps were very authoritative and heavy, like his na, which symbolized pride.

Soon, the Gold Demon Sect Leader passed the Second Young Master and extended his fist, which was wrapped in a golden light, towards the Fifth Young Master.

At the sa ti, the guard who had been silently protecting the Fifth Young Master's side brought his hand to his sword hilt.

Following that, a cool sound of a sharp tal object cutting through skin, muscle, and even bone was heard low.

(End of Chapter)