Descent of The Demon Master [EN]: Chapter 1945

Kwaaaaaaaang!

The heavens and earth flipped, the world turned upside down.

Bator’s body was tossed around like a fallen leaf from the impact.

“What the hell!”

It was an impact like being hit by a huge truck. Of course, Bator wouldn’t feel pain from being hit by a truck, but the shockwave that hit his back made him imagine even unimaginable pain.

The red mist of the Blood King, which had been rushing in to swallow him, was also pushed back by the impact. Bator, who had been bounced back, flew forward as if falling into the red mist.

Kuuuuuung!

Bator, who had been sent flying like a kicked ball, crashed into the ground.

“Kkeuong.”

It wasn’t that Bator felt pain from being slammed into the ground, but the mental shock was greater than the physical one.

Bator turned around with trembling eyes.

“…Crazy.”

He could see it clearly.

The terrain where the Blood King and the Mad Monk had clashed had changed. The ground was twisted and raised up as if a shovel had been slammed into a mud floor.

The problem was the enormous scale.

Slamming a shovel into a mud floor would only create a small mound the size of a palm, but before Bator’s eyes, a huge mound like a newly formed mountain had appeared.

“What the… damn it…”

People fighting each other created such a scene?

Who could have imagined that?

The saying that martial arts honed to the extreme resemble nature, it couldn’t have meant that humans could create natural disasters with their own hands.

‘Who won?’

Bator’s eyes widened.

With this enormous impact, surely neither of them could be unharmed. This kind of scene couldn’t have been created if one side had unilaterally crushed the other.

He had to see who had gained a slight advantage.

‘Damn it, I can’t see!’

But the raised mound completely blocked his view. No matter how strong Bator was, he couldn’t see through that mountain-like mound.

Fwaaaaat!

Bator instinctively threw a punch.

The power emitted from his fist flew in a straight line and shattered the raised mound.

Kwaaaaaaaang!

A huge mountain exploded, creating a large circle in the center. Bator focused his vision through the scattered dirt.

He could see!

One person was standing, and one person was collapsed.

‘Who is it?’

Who was the one who fell…

Bator’s face hardened.

The one who fell was someone he knew very well, and the one still standing was a stranger to him.

“Ho, Blood King!”

It was unfamiliar.

The sight of that man lying unconscious on the ground was something he could never get used to. It was something he was seeing with his own eyes. But Bator’s reason vehemently denied what his senses had confirmed.

He could lose.

This wasn’t the first time the Blood King had lost.

But losing and being knocked unconscious by an opponent’s attack were two different things.

That Blood King was the type who would stand tall and die even in his last moments. The sight of him collapsed with his face buried in the ground was not a sight that suited the Blood King he knew.

“Hoo…”

Of course, the Mad Monk’s situation wasn’t any better.

His legs were twisted and mangled, and one of his arms was almost severed from the shoulder. Blood flowed from his mouth and nose, soaking his chest and even his pants.

He looked like he could collapse and die at any moment.

But in the end, the one standing was the Mad Monk, and the one who fell was the Blood King. No one could deny this clear victory or defeat.

“The Blood King…”

It was at that moment.

Crack!

“Guh!”

A sharp pain was felt in his side. Bator reflexively swung his hand, but the Blood King, who had stabbed his side, easily retreated and avoided Bator’s hand.

“Tough. Really tough.”

Bator slowly turned his head.

The Blood King was licking the blood off his fingers.

Five clear holes were visible in Bator’s side where he had been attacked.

It was hard to tell whether it was the Blood King who was amazing for making holes in Bator’s body, or whether it was Bator who was amazing for blocking the Blood King’s attack with just holes in his body.

Bator glanced at the holes in his side and then fixed his gaze on the Blood King.

“You…”

Even as he saw Bator’s angry eyes, the Blood King didn’t react much. He just looked at the holes in Bator’s body with an ominous gaze.

‘Even with the power of ten stars, it’s only this much…’

His hand technique could tear through a 30-centimeter thick steel plate like paper with just the power of three stars. Yet, even with the power of ten stars, he had only managed to push in a finger’s length. Considering Bator’s body thickness, he had only managed to tear the skin.

Even the tips of his fingers that had attacked were throbbing.

‘Incredible.’

The strength of the body he had directly confirmed was far beyond what he had imagined.

Basically, a Jiangshi [a type of Chinese hopping vampire or zombie] starts by strengthening the body of a martial artist.

Thinking about what kind of result would come out if that body was strengthened made his tailbone tingle already.

The only problem was how to defeat this guy.

‘I have to capture him without too much damage.’

Of course, even if he was injured to some extent, he could be repaired.

But who would want to leave marks on a prize they caught for the first time? It was only natural that he wanted to get his hands on that intact body.

Just as the Blood King was wearing a deep smile.

Kwaaaaaaaang!

Bator kicked off the ground strongly and moved backward at an incredible speed.

“…Hmm?”

Was he running away?

No, that wasn’t it.

The direction Bator was heading was towards where the Blood King and the Mad Monk were. Then his intention was clear. He was trying to protect the unconscious Blood King. If the Mad Monk just lightly lowered his hand, the Blood King would go straight to the afterlife.

“How ridiculous.”

It was absurd that he was paying attention to other things in front of him, but what made him even more dumbfounded was that someone whose own life was in danger was trying to save someone else’s life.

Even someone who wasn’t even part of the Blood King’s faction.

“Foolish!”

Red blood gushed out from the Blood King’s body. At the same time, his blood vaporized into red smoke and began to chase after Bator, who was moving away at an incredible speed, even faster than him.

As if dozens of red smoke bombs had been detonated in the air, the billowing red smoke flew in at an incredible speed and wrapped around Bator’s body.

“Hmm?”

Bator frowned as he watched the smoke climbing up his body.

Reflexively, his hand struck the mass of smoke, but the smoke quickly regrouped and wrapped around his body again.

‘What?’

Bator flinched and gritted his teeth, pouring his inner power into his fist. He didn’t know how this was being created, but if it was moving with energy, he should be able to push it away with his inner power.

“Oooooooo!”

His fist, filled with all his power, pierced through the center of the red smoke that had grown like a mountain. The smoke that touched his fist was pushed back and even disappeared on the spot, creating a huge circular tunnel.

But that was only for a moment.

Just like how no matter how hard you hit water, it would quickly fill the empty space, the surrounding smoke rushed into the empty space created by his power.

Bator’s eyes widened.

The completely reunited red smoke wrapped around Bator’s body.

“Uh, uh?”

It was strange.

It was clearly smoke without substance. But now, he could feel a hardness like steel from the smoke wrapping around his ankles.

“Tricks!”

Bator poured all his inner power into his legs and kicked forward strongly.

Whishhhhh!

With the incredible power that was released from his toes, the smoke that had grabbed his feet was swept away in an instant.

But that was only for a moment. No matter how much he waved his hands, just like how you can’t push away all the smoke from a smoke bomb, even if he pushed and kicked, more smoke endlessly rushed in and wrapped around his body.

“Th, this…”

For the first time, a look of bewilderment appeared in Bator’s eyes.

“Hwaaaaaaaat!”

Bator’s body seemed to turn red, and then a dark red blood energy was emitted from his body. This time it worked, and the smoke that had been wrapping around Bator’s body was pushed away all at once.

‘It works!’

But this method didn’t give him complete freedom either.

The pushed-back smoke swirled around the area where the blood energy didn’t reach. Like evil spirits with their own will, they circled around him, licking their lips as they targeted his soul. The red mist swirled around him and rotated fiercely.

Sweat broke out on Bator’s forehead.

‘Damn it, until when!’

He had learned demonic arts and achieved a dramatic increase in inner power by breaking through the wall. But even so, his foundation was external power. Rather than emitting inner power and circulating energy, his martial arts were about smashing with his fists and stomping with his feet.

But now, he couldn’t fight against these mists with physical force. What was the point of swinging his fists at smoke?

He was holding on with improvisation, but if he fought the Blood King with the manipulation of inner power, the result was too obvious. He probably wouldn’t last long before he collapsed first.

‘A, a way…’

It was at that moment.

Beyond the red mist surrounding him, he could vaguely see something moving.

Bator’s eyes widened.

“N, no!”

The Mad Monk.

The Mad Monk was staggering towards the fallen Blood King.

The fact that someone like the Mad Monk was having trouble walking meant that he too had suffered injuries that put his life in danger, but that didn’t matter now.

It would only take the strength to flick a finger to take the life of the unconscious Blood King.

“Uaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!”

Bator gathered the blood energy he had emitted and released it backward. With that recoil, his body shot forward like a rocket.

But the red smoke, which had been waiting for an opportunity, clung to Bator’s body as if it couldn’t let him go.

“Let go! You bastard!”

Bator thrashed around like a drowning man, hitting in all directions. But the smoke would come back after being pushed away, and it would fill the empty space after being swept away, stubbornly clinging to Bator.

“Damn it!”

A desperate voice escaped from Bator’s mouth.

In his eyes, he could clearly see the Mad Monk, who had been staggering, reaching the Blood King and raising his hand.

“N, no…”

At that moment, the Mad Monk’s mouth slowly opened.

“You did well, benefactor. Rest in peace!”

The Mad Monk’s hand struck the Blood King’s head.

“Nooooooooooooooooo!”

Just as a desperate scream escaped from Bator’s mouth.

Kwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaang!

The world flipped.

As if a volcano had erupted, as if black lava was soaring into the sky, the ground they were standing on surged up, and black flames soared into the sky, and then higher.

“Wh, what is that!”

Even the Blood King, who was known throughout the world, couldn’t help but be shocked by the sight.

On the other hand, Bator, who saw the scene, burst into a loud laugh.

“Hahahahahahaha! Master! Damn it, you’re too late!”

A man revealed himself from within the surging black demonic energy.

Kang Jin-ho.

The Demon King had descended.