Episode 1. Seo (序)

"Gasp!"

it's tough.

It had been a long time since my stomach had turned, and my lungs felt like they were going to burst. The limbs that had been most severely abused were as flaccid as hand-made Bupyeong grass.

Even the long sword, which used to sound as light as a whip, now weighed hundreds of pounds of iron.

I was waiting for the random breathing to subside, but at that moment, something came from inside my chest.

"Uwaeeek!!"

Damn, did I eat seonjit soup for breakfast?

Her eyes were spinning. It was difficult to come to my senses, perhaps because I lost so much blood at that moment.

'Move, move!'

He bit his tongue. I came to my senses from the excruciating pain.

grasp!

The scenery quickly changed to either side of him as he began to run forward again.

'Just a little further… … .'

Just beyond this forest, there is a safe house that he has prepared in secret.

He stored all kinds of rare elixirs and medicinal herbs there, so if he could arrive safely, he would be able to restore vitality to his body, which was now at the end of its lifespan.

It was then.

'100 million?!'

Someone jumped, blocking the bright moonlight.

'Shit. Damn, it's a great stealth technique.'

A black sword appeared without warning and was suddenly swung, aiming for his shoulder like lightning.

Cheon Ha-jin's eyes shook.

'Death King!'

The strongest assassin in the southern part of the Central Plains who waits for the right moment and attacks at the perfect time.

Cheon Ha-jin instinctively twisted his body.

Sigh!

A deep sword wound was already engraved on the chest of the masked man who fell to the ground.

He killed one of the top three assassins in the world with one blow. Normally, I would have at least glanced at him, but now is not the time.

The situation was too bad to dwell on sentiments.

Pabababak!

How long did it run like that?

'Inhale!'

At some point, Cheon Ha-jin stopped and looked around.

Forest at night. Visibility is not secured properly. His eyes could see through the darkness as well as anyone else, but the trees were dense.

'… … .'

My heaving breathing just stopped. When faced with an extreme crisis, the body actually became calm.

Cheon Ha-jin let out a long breath and closed his eyes.

After a while.

"come out."

As I uttered a calm word, an admiring voice came from far away at the front.

"Amazing?"

Jump and jump.

A woman who approaches, revealing herself completely, as if there is no reason to hide her presence.

Jiiiing.

It was such a great prayer that she could see the tall trees on both sides of her path leaning down as she walked.

Cheon Ha-jin's face was distorted like a crumpled piece of paper.

There are many people in the world who I hate to see, but one of the people I hate the most has appeared.

"King Biyo (飛妖王)."

The woman smiled.

"It's an honor, you remember me. "I saw it about five or six years ago?"

Now, she was a peerless beauty who looked like she was just over 30 and had a virtuous aura about her appearance, but Cheon Ha-jin was not fooled by her appearance.

On the outside, she looks like she can't kill a bug, but in reality, she's a crazy killer who suffers from insomnia if she doesn't commit murder even for a day.

Sreuk.

King Biyo chuckled at the sight of her as she aimed her sword at him.

"Are you going to fight?"

"We don't have a hobby where we quietly stick our necks out again."

"Why don't you just take it easy? "I don't think I'll be able to survive even a few sums anyway."

"Don't you just have to guess to know what's long and short?"

"Do you really need to say something you know just by looking at it to make it clear?"

"It's good, I know a lot. "Will I become as knowledgeable as you when I reach the age of sixty?"

King Biyo's face became cold.

She appears to be in her thirties on the outside, but her actual age is over sixty. She maintains the beauty she had when she was young with her juan-sul (駐顔術).

Naturally, she couldn't help but be sensitive to the topic of age.

King Biyo snorted at her.

"I can't do anything if I'm going to die."

"If I beg you, are you willing to live?"

"At least I can show you the generosity of not tearing off your ribs before you die."

Such a cruel bitch.

Her eyes were bloodshot.

"Okay, if you want to come in, come in quickly, bitch."

"oh? "Do you really think there is some secret plan?"

"What's so scary about a 60-year-old woman who only knows how to show off her mouth?"

King Biyo stared at Cheon Ha-jin, who was pouring out harsh words as if he had planned to do so.

'… … not good.'

Cold sweat broke out on her Cheonha Jin's back.

King Biyo is one of the ten greatest masters in the world. If your skills are among the top ten in the endlessly expanding Central Plains continent, you should just consider yourself a monster.

Of course, he was no different from Cheonha Jin.

He was also called the King of Death and was considered one of the top ten masters.

The problem was that his martial arts specialized in assassinations rather than head-to-head combat. His physical condition was at its worst due to the chase that lasted for several days.

It was a fight with a clear outcome.

Of course, it would be different if he used the tricks that helped him overcome the crisis so far.

Weeeeeee.

As the blue energy of Cheon Ha-jin's long sword appeared, a strange look appeared in King Biyo's eyes.

The energy emanating from the sword was unusual.

To be able to extract that much energy from a body that wouldn't surprise you if you were out of breath at any moment, you truly deserve to be called one of the top ten masters.

However, what surprised her was not her invincible power.

"It was true."

"what?"

"That you were a murderer who was deliberately raised by the Uicheon Alliance."

"… … !"

Cheon Ha-jin's face hardened.

King Biyo smiled.

"As expected, there was a reason why Iron Blood Castle requested me."

While Uicheonmaeng thoroughly pursued the right path, Cheolhyeolseong pursued the path of corruption at the border of government affairs.

That's why Iron Blood Saint made a request directly to King Biyo.

"Your true energy is imbued with disgusting positive energy and good energy. "I'm sure it's from the Nine Great Gates faction."

This was because King Biyo inherited the teachings of the evil god, who was called the hero of the Four Schools in the past.

Except for the magic arts of the Heavenly Demon God Religion, which has banned external activities for over 30 years.

It was her martial arts that could most sensitively and accurately detect the martial arts of the right faction.

"What difference does knowing that make?"

"It changes."

King Biyo's eyes shone brightly.

"A lot of things can change."

Cheon Ha-jin did not ask what it was.

He said, catching his breath slightly.

"It was the Iron Blood Castle that captured the Four Masters and the Jeoksalru."

King Biyo smiled.

"that's right. And the elites of the Eight Ages of Iron Kings that you killed over the course of three days were all members of the Iron Blood Castle."

"… … ."

"It's really amazing. "I was curious as to how they were able to kill so many experts, even though their goal was to capture them alive."

It was no wonder that King Biyo was surprised.

The Eight Ages of Iron Kings were the eight forces that supported Tanggeum Iron Blood Castle.

Although the number of individuals was small, each and every one of them was an organization made up of top experts. He single-handedly killed as many as two hundred of them and escaped.

A day before, even the heaven and earth double monster, whose level was said to be close to the level of a teenage expert, was slaughtered in half an inch.

Considering that he had physical and internal problems as well as internal and external injuries, it was a truly incredible feat.

There is nothing wrong with being called the Death God, not the King of Death.

There is one reason why that is possible.

"I definitely learned martial arts from the old school. "It's also a secret technique."

Cheon Ha-jin did not answer. Even if I denied it, they wouldn't believe it, and that was also true.

Cheon Ha-jin, who was quietly glaring at King Biyo, suddenly burst into laughter.

"I understand why you, a bitch who likes to spill blood more than talk, talked a lot."

"What? Guess."

"It must be an extension of the reason why Iron Blood Castle wants to capture me alive. "He wanted confidential information about the old faction's martial arts and Uicheonmaeng from me."

King Biyo smiled.

"You're smart."

This is a fact that you can only understand if you think about it a little, unless you are very stupid.

However, Cheon Ha-jin has been cutting for three days without sleep.

The ability to look at the situation so calmly, with a body that wouldn't be surprising even if I were to die right away, was something that no one could show.

But Cheon Ha-jin's insight did not end there.

"Of course you don't plan on ending there, do you?"

"what?"

"Aren't you planning on stealing everything, ignoring the old faction's military achievements, confidential information, and requests from the Iron Blood Castle?"

King Biyo's face hardened.

Cheon Ha-jin looked up at the sky and sighed.

"Anyway, why are there so many unloyal people in Gangho?"

Uicheon Maeng wore the mask of justice and trained assassins like himself behind the scenes.

They didn't just train them, they threw them into hell where they couldn't survive unless they killed each other. At that time, Cheon Ha-jin was only thirteen.

There is only one reason why Uicheon Maeng trained Salsu so rigorously.

It was to kill the leaders of the Cheonhyeolseong and Heavenly Demon Church, the remaining two of the Gangho Samse (江湖三勢). In doing so, it was intended to create a world entirely of Uicheonmaeng.

And Cheon Ha-jin grew very powerful according to Ui Cheon Meng's wishes.

King Biyo quenched his appetite.

"You're so quick to notice."

"Thank you for the compliment."

For some reason, he seems to have a sly look on his face.

King Biyo soothed him with good words.

"I don't need anything else. Uicheonmaeng's confidential documents are good, but what can I do with Dokya Cheongcheong? but… … ."

Her eyes sparkled.

"Martial arts of the old school. Just give it to me and I will save your life."

"They are all already dying. "It's not a very attractive deal."

"Is it because of blood clots?"

Cheon Ha-jin's eyes widened.

"Do you know your blood pressure?"

King Biyo snorted his laughter.

"I succeeded to the death of the evil god. "He is well versed in not only the science of evil magic, but also all kinds of poisons."

"… … Right."

"And with my evil skills, I can remove the blood and pain in your body."

blood pressure.

It was the worst means used by Uicheonmaeng to control Cheon Ha-jin, who had become too strong. As long as the blood vessel remains dormant in his body, he can never betray Uicheon Meng.

Yes. As long as there is blood clot.

Cheon Ha-jin chuckled.

King Biyo flinched.

"Why are you smiling?"

"Hey, Grandma Biyo."

"… … ."

"Did you really think I was being chased by Iron Blood Castle?"

"what?"

Cheon Ha-jin playfully flicked his long sword.

"I was wondering something because it kept happening for three days, three days. yes. "I was chased by the Iron Blood Castle for three days."

"then?"

"Today is seven days and seven nights. "I was being chased by the Uicheon Alliance."

King Biyo was horrified by Cheon Ha-jin's words, which he gritted his teeth as if he was disgusted.

So does this mean that they killed all of the experts by shaking off the Uicheon Alliance's forces?

"Why in Uicheonmaeng… … ? "Are you sure you deciphered the blood clot?"

Cheon Ha-jin was silent.

She was right. He deciphered the blood clot seven days ago.

The Uicheon Alliance immediately noticed it.

Like other poisons, blood poisons are also divided into male and female, so if one dies, the other is left unharmed.

'shit.'

My teeth were ground.

In order to escape from the hell called Uicheonmaeng, he sacrificed himself for 30 years.

I learned how to detoxify blood clots five years ago. However, at the time, I had no confidence in escaping if I got caught in their net.

That was the reason why I trained with blood and sweat for five years.

Anyway, we broke through the Uicheon Alliance's Cheonnaji network in four days.

Who would have thought that even Sanghyeolseong would get involved in this mess.

'It's a damn life, it's a damn world.'

At first there was lamentation.

As time passed, I even thought about giving up on life.

now?

Saaaaaaaaaaaah.

King Biyo took a step back without realizing it.

A terrifying murderous spirit flowed from Cheon Ha-jin, who closed his eyes while tightly holding his long sword. It was the assassination of King Murder, the world's number one killer and the secret master of the Nine Daemun Sect.

Cheon Ha-jin opened his eyes.

Flash!

Explosive anger appeared in the burning eyes.

"Martial arts from the old faction? You're saving me? It's terrible. "Do you think I don't know your blind mind?"

King Biyo swallowed his saliva without realizing it.

If he sticks, he will definitely win. However, in the face of this tremendous spirit, I could not help but stiffen for a moment.

"I lived in the hands of others for 30 years. "Now I feel sorry for my life."

Wooooow!

The light burning from the long sword became stronger, and later the blade was no longer visible.

"I will say it for the last time. Get out of the way, get out of this stage."

"… … ."

"Then at least your dirty life will be saved."

King Biyo's face immediately distorted like a demon.

"Where can this guy who's dying be bluffing?"

Cheon Ha-jin growled.

"You stupid bitch! I'm not the problem! Even the Uicheon Alliance troops, who had been shaken off by the iron-blooded bastards, followed up again!"

"What?!"

"And if you have a head, do some thinking! Even though you're iron-blooded, you don't know about your greed! "It's obvious that you're going to throw up!"

King Biyo's eyes wavered.

Perhaps due to his high level of martial arts skills and arrogance, he did not seem to have thought that no matter how great his opponent was, he would be thrown to pieces.

"Move! "Let's all find our own way to live!"

"… … ."

"If you don't get out of the way, everyone will die… … ."

"don't worry."

King Biyo grinned.

As she slowly lifted her hand, her manicured fingernails grew longer and turned red.

"I'm not a nerd like you. And I never let the guy who insulted me live."

Hahaha!

A thick evil energy was released from King Biyo's body.

A much more unique energy than living. Experts who sensed the fraud began to flock in from far away places.

"You're not going to tell me, are you? "Your eyes look the same."

Flash!

Beyond the suffocating morale, a frenzied murderousness flowed out.

"Then die, you useless bastard."

Cheon Ha-jin grinned.

It was a laugh mixed with all kinds of emotions, including anger, sadness, desperation, and despair.

"I prove my worth, bitch."

Paaaaang!

Her Heavenly Jin rushed towards her.

King Biyo also ran towards him.

The knives and nails of the two men and women clashed head-on.

Quang!