Chapter 209: Unstoppable Force
Chapter 208 – Unstoppable Force
When the size of a force becomes large, it is generally divided into those who manage the inside and those who look after the outside.
It is divided into the inner and outer circles.
Baek Gi-seo had been active as a demon belonging to the Blood Cloud Red Slaying Regiment, an outer division of the Heavenly Demon Cult.
Although the Blood Cloud Red Slaying Regiment boasted an infamous reputation externally, within the Heavenly Demon Cult, it was a place disparaged as a dog guarding the house.
Baek Gi-seo achieved achievements in that Blood Cloud Red Slaying Regiment and transferred to the inner division.
Although he had achieved a rise in status in his own way, Baek Gi-seo could not be purely happy.
It was because the reality of the Heavenly Demon Cult he came into contact with after transferring to the inner division was nothing short of disappointing. In a word, it was disgust itself.
“To think this is what a demon is!”
In Baek Gi-seo’s eyes, the powerholders who held power and looked down from high places were nothing but well-fed pigs.
Rather, the life of running freely through the vast Heaven Mountain Range while being treated as a mongrel was happier.
Life in the inner division of the Heavenly Demon Cult was no different from a huge prison. He could not bring himself to like it.
However, as a mere low-ranking demon, there was nothing he could do.
Then, a shocking incident occurred.
-I am the Heavenly Demon!
To Baek Gi-seo, who was realizing the thickness of the wall called reality, it was nothing but an empty, meaningless shout.
It was worse than an echo letting out from a desolate cliff where no one listened.
However, the owner of that shout proved it by his own strength.
Watching that footstep, Baek Gi-seo felt his heart grow hot.
It felt as if he was facing the grandeur of the Heaven Mountain Range where he had once run freely again.
“That person is the Heavenly Demon!”
It did not take long to accept it deep in his heart.
Although he was only at the lowest seat where he would not even receive a single glance, he wanted to stand under that banner.
Hoping to be of even a small help, he rolled up his sleeves to repair the broken Great Martial Arena.
However, a pig who fluttered around as a superior squealed.
To Baek Gi-seo, who had already found the target to whom he would pledge loyalty, these were remarks he could not endure.
“Damn! Then come up!”
In the end, he exploded.
Without looking back, he beat his superior to a pulp on the Great Martial Arena.
After having done it, his heart felt like it sank with a thud.
Subversion of authority is a heavy crime.
Even if only for the sake of an example, he would be miserably executed.
However, Baek Gi-seo did not regret.
The Heavenly Demon Cult was wrong!
It must change!
“Heavenly Demon Descent! Eternal and Infinite! Eternal! Eternal! Everlasting!!”
Baek Gi-seo shouted all the resentment he had endured until now.
And.
“Ah… Ah?”
“Wasn’t it me you called?”
The existence that answered that descended before his eyes.
Heavenly Demon Descent!
Just like the words he shouted.
***
‘I thought he was a reckless nutcase, but he also watches my expression.’
The appearance of flustering does not look at all like the person who smashed his superior on the Great Martial Arena.
Even so, he did not evaluate him poorly.
Although it was not logical, there was something touching the heart in his shout.
[He must have had a lot accumulated.]
Master Zhang Sanfeng also seemed to have made a similar judgment.
‘It’s not Master Heavenly Demon?’
It is quite unexpected that Master Heavenly Demon’s visit is delayed even though they are residing in the Demonic Cult.
“Is Master Heavenly Demon… very busy?”
I asked as carefully as possible. It was because I was the main culprit who increased Master Heavenly Demon’s workload yesterday and the day before.
[That guy? Yesterday he drank alcohol, played the nuisance, and almost got fried in the dung water he boiled himself.]
‘That, what on earth is…’
An immortal can also get drunk, it seems.
Come to think of it, I recalled the memory of Master Zhang Sanfeng mentioning that Master Heavenly Demon often played the nuisance when drinking when I first heard about him.
“What happened?”
[During the night, a few demons ascended to the Underworld. But, even in my eyes, it was a rather baffling situation.]
“Heh…”
During the night, someone in the Demonic Cult died.
Those who were concerning enough for Master Heavenly Demon to get drunk.
‘It wouldn’t be the Heaven-Entering Divine Demonic Sovereign…’
He is so strong that one would doubt if there is a powerhouse in the martial world who can kill him.
Even if such a powerhouse existed and he died, the Demonic Cult would have been completely overturned by now.
If so, the one who died is highly likely to be of the Heavenly Demon Bloodline.
“Seeing that you do not tell me precisely, it must be something that consumes causality?”
[You know well.]
“Then it means it is an existence large enough to affect the flow of the general trend…”
[Do not keep throwing hints like that. Throwing clues enough to make a guess also consumes quite a bit of causality.]
“Ahaha…”
To be sure, even a small clue is a fruit.
[If you really want to plunder your master’s pocket, try coaxing Bodhidharma. These days, he is receiving well from both the Western Pure Land and the Celestial Realm, so his causality seems to be brimming. He has become a model of management. The skill of receiving behind the scenes is just!]
“…Why does it sound to my ears like he is being plundered from both sides?”
[Hehehe! It must mean you have also gained some experience now.]
Master Zhang Sanfeng suddenly laughed like a villain.
‘He is indeed a villain. Inciting me to plunder Master Bodhidharma’s back pocket when he must be being plundered from both sides.’
No wonder Master Bodhidharma’s visits have been sparse recently; he seems to be being squeezed hard somewhere.
Currently, the only one who seems to have some leeway is Master Zhang Sanfeng.
[Be that as it may, that guy over there seems to be completely frozen?]
Relying on Master Zhang Sanfeng’s remark of changing the subject, I also turned my attention back to the front.
The flustered man had already long since put his head to the ground and was prostrating.
Fortunately, he did not seem to have seen me talking to myself.
“Why is he so…”
[Come to think of it, there is no guy who faced you on the Great Martial Arena and went down alive, is there?]
“…Is that so?”
Certainly, among those who faced me on the Great Martial Arena, no one went down alive.
Is this person also afraid?
‘I don’t get that feeling…’
However, it is clear that he is flustered.
“It is very Demonic Cult-like.”
(awkward) existences who do not know how to laugh when they should laugh and are bewildered.
Even while yearning for and calling out for a true Heavenly Demon so much, they do not know what a Heavenly Demon is.
Through this person prostrating before me, I saw the present of the Demonic Cult, of the Heavenly Demon Cult.
[So you feel that way.]
“Yes.”
[Then take him.]
“I plan to do so.”
‘I wonder if Master Heavenly Demon will like it?’
I only hope this becomes a small comfort to Master Heavenly Demon, who got drunk to the point of playing the nuisance and fell over.
“They say the Great Martial Arena is a place where one grasps what one desires through struggle. What did you desire when you ascended here?”
Did I feel that I was seeing the present of the Heavenly Demon Cult through this person?
“…I want to change it.”
It sounded like the appeal of this entire place.
It is a funny thing. To think that I, who grew up as a rising star of the orthodox path, feel this kind of feeling toward the Heavenly Demon Cult.
Does it mean that if the place one stands changes, what one sees and feels also changes?
‘Ultimately, this place is also a place where people live.’
Along with a small realization, my shoulders grew heavy.
From the moment I claimed to be the Heavenly Demon myself, this was a karma I had to shoulder.
“Stand behind me. Then it will become so.”
Behind me, starting with Yi Hwa, who looked full of fatigue as if she had not slept during the night, my people were standing.
Become my person.
The man, who understood the meaning of my words, put his head to the ground once again.
Thud!
“I will dedicate my life!”
‘Oh dear…’
It is the same reaction with Yi Hwa, and with Old Jong, and with the Heavenly Demon’s Personal Guard.
This seems to be the basic ideology of the Heavenly Demon Cult.
“No need for that.”
“…Yes?”
Whether due to instinctive rejection, the words popped out on their own.
Perhaps because of that, I felt I could speak with a tone more like myself.
Reducing the weight and putting down the authority, did I reveal my original self?
“Why does a person who wants to change things dedicate his life? Are you saying you want to change it because you want to die? Do you have no attachment to life?”
There would be no need to pay this much attention to a person of this position.
If I thought coldly, there was no need to even say these words.
“Let me tell you once again.”
However, my heart moves.
“I am the Heavenly Demon.”
The man’s head rises and he meets my eyes.
“The reason I am in the position of Heavenly Demon is to shoulder people like you.”
“Ah…”
Suddenly, water wells up in the man’s eyes.
It seems he has never heard such words before.
“Sub-demon! Baek Gi-seo! I will definitely survive tenaciously and work until my bones are worn away for the world of light the Heavenly Demon will open!”
Suddenly, I feel like I have become a malicious slave trader.
‘Even so, since it’s better than saying he will die, is it a relief?’
“Let’s change it step by step.”
“Your command!”
The eyes of the demon named Baek Gi-seo burned with tenacity.
“…Why are you guys like that too?”
Turning back, it was not only the demon named Baek Gi-seo who was sobbing.
Starting with Yi Hwa, the eyes of the demons gathered were stained red.
“We have shown… hic… a pathetic sight…”
“Did you hear everything?”
“The Great Martial Arena is originally constructed so that sound propagates well.”
I am the Heavenly Demon. I have shouted this attention-seeking phrase in front of everyone again.
If their eyes became red, I felt my entire face would turn red.
However, this was only the beginning.
“…Then does it mean the sound can propagate even that far?”
“That is because I took some measures so that the sound could propagate a bit further.”
‘So you were the culprit!’
I had wondered why the presences gathering around were increasing, and it turned out Yi Hwa had taken measures.
Demons whose eyes had turned red were crowding in from all directions.
They did not hesitate to prostrate before me.
Although it was not an enormous number, it was a change that did not exist the day before.
‘This is the Heavenly Demon Cult, right?’
The Great Martial Arena, which was no different from an execution ground until yesterday, transformed into a place to make a pledge of loyalty.
Fortunately or unfortunately, no challengers were seen today.
It must mean the Heaven-Obeying Faction has not yet prepared a countermeasure for my defeating a Demonic King-level expert in a single blow yesterday.
[Good grief! The state of the Demonic Cult.]
Amidst the distraction as the surroundings became noisy, Master Zhang Sanfeng grumbled.
It felt like the atmosphere of the Heavenly Demon Cult was unfamiliar to Master Zhang Sanfeng as well.
[Let me request one thing of you.]
In the midst of that.
[The fight that will unfold from now on will no longer be confined only to that Great Martial Arena.]
Master Zhang Sanfeng threw a meaningful warning.
[If you are my disciple, you must not become a guy who only boasts with empty words!]
Shouldering and taking responsibility.
I newly realized the weight of the words I had spat out and tightly tightened the string of my mind which was about to loosen.
And inwardly, I engraved Master Zhang Sanfeng’s warning.
‘It is no longer confined only to the Great Martial Arena…’
It should be viewed that the fight on the Great Martial Arena has come to an end now.
To put it differently, it means it would not be strange no matter when and where an attack flies from.
It was judged to be related to the cause of Master Heavenly Demon getting drunk to the point of playing the nuisance.
If it is that cause, there is a name that comes to mind.
‘Blood Cult.’
The name that could not be disregarded made my mind firm.