Descent of The Demon Master [EN]: Chapter 1437

Observation (5)

The atmosphere in the room turned icy cold.

Their gazes were fixed on both Kang Jin-ho, who was approaching, and Chris, who lay on the ground.

Jimmy’s face paled.

‘With just one blow…’

Chris was by no means unskilled. If he lacked ability, he wouldn’t have dared to step forward alone in this situation.

Among those present, Chris was at least in the top three in terms of skill.

Yet, one blow.

He was taken down with a single blow. Not even a proper, full-force blow, but a swatting motion as if chasing away a mosquito, leaving him in a state where it wasn’t even clear if he was alive or dead.

‘How could this happen…’

He knew the difference was extreme.

Everyone here, even Chris who had directly attacked, probably didn’t think they could beat Kang Jin-ho.

But this was different.

Even when a person kills a mosquito, it’s not this easy. Doesn’t that mean the gap between Chris and Kang Jin-ho is beyond the difference between a person and a mosquito?

‘That can’t be.’

Jimmy’s eyes became bloodshot.

The SOBs [Special Operations Brigade] here were super soldiers, the culmination of all of America’s capabilities. They were the most scientifically and smartly trained individuals.

Even if their methods didn’t yet surpass those of the East or the Round Table [a powerful organization in the martial arts world], the difference couldn’t be this vast. Absolutely not!

Unable to contain his frustration, Jimmy yelled.

‘What are you doing! Take down the enemy now! Right now!’

Whether his words had an effect or not, some of those who had been in a daze regained their senses and sent signals to those around them.

They couldn’t face him alone, so they were coordinating with their squads.

Kang Jin-ho watched all of this, approaching them with a slightly bored expression.

‘It’s okay to kill them! Be prepared to die!’

Encouraged by their squad leaders, the SOBs regained their focus and glared at Kang Jin-ho.

Numbers always provide strength.

If they had faced Kang Jin-ho alone or even just with their squads, they wouldn’t have been able to escape the panic. But behind them were nearly a thousand comrades.

Moreover, this was their home turf.

Even a dog has an advantage in its own yard. This was where they always trained, and above all, it was American territory. No matter how strong Kang Jin-ho was, he couldn’t run wild here.

Those reasons loosened their stiff bodies.

‘Charge!’

Constant training.

Something they had trained thousands, tens of thousands of times.

Before they could even think, their bodies reacted first. The moment they saw the squad leader rushing forward, they naturally moved to where they were supposed to be.

But that was it.

What they saw as they charged was the squad leader who had rushed in first being flung backward with terrifying speed before he could even reach his position.

Their heads turned involuntarily.

The squad leader’s body crashed into the lined-up soldiers. Like a bowling ball knocking down pins, those who couldn’t withstand the force of the squad leader’s body were flung in all directions.

‘What?’

Could something like that happen in reality?

It felt like the reality they knew was being denied.

But that feeling didn’t last long. Once the squad leader was taken down, they soon realized that Kang Jin-ho’s target would change to them.

The first mistake was recklessly charging at an enemy they couldn’t handle.

And the second mistake was daring to look away from Kang Jin-ho.

The price for committing such an arrogant act, one that even Hong Wang [a powerful martial artist] wouldn’t do, came immediately.

Kang Jin-ho reached out and grabbed the arm of the person swinging a greatsword at him. Then, he lightly swung and threw him away.

Thud!

A person flew like a cannonball, scattering humans like pieces of paper.

Thud!

Thud!

Two, three times…

People flew one after another, and explosions echoed one after another.

Van Mayden stared at Kang Jin-ho’s face as he took a step towards him.

It was different.

It wasn’t a matter of being strong or not.

As his concentration heightened, the world he saw became incredibly slow. But even in that slow world, Kang Jin-ho moved leisurely.

He could clearly see everything, from Kang Jin-ho approaching with a bored expression as if he was about to yawn, to him grabbing his collar.

And he could also see his own fate.

A powerful force was felt around his neck, and then his vision began to change uncontrollably.

‘Guh…’

The intense sensation of all the blood in his body rushing backward.

And soon, a massive shock that felt like his entire body was about to explode blew away his consciousness.

Bang!

Kang Jin-ho, having returned all those who had rushed out first to their original positions, took the cigarette out of his mouth and flicked off the ash.

Then, he let out a low breath.

‘It seems like they don’t understand…’

Kang Jin-ho’s eyes narrowed slightly.

‘I told you to come at me all at once.’

So he wouldn’t have to bother using his hands multiple times.

But from the perspective of those who were receiving it, there was no scarier statement.

‘How can he throw people like that?’

Whether those who were thrown were alive or dead was not important. What was important was that those who tried to catch them… no, those who couldn’t avoid them, suffered severe injuries.

At least ten people per person.

Just by throwing ten people, over a hundred people were injured in an instant.

In less than a minute.

Crack, crack.

Kang Jin-ho cracked his neck from side to side. The sound of his bones echoed.

To those who heard it, even that sound felt like a threat.

Willie’s face lost all color.

‘That…’

How should I describe that scene?

Kang Jin-ho was strong, that much was known. Perhaps Willie knew more about Kang Jin-ho than Kang Jin-ho himself.

His history, what he had accomplished so far, and even his seemingly fabricated achievements, he knew them all.

But Kang Jin-ho seen in simple text or videos and Kang Jin-ho moving alive in front of his eyes were completely different beings.

With every step, an unbelievable power was felt.

To grab someone attacking and throw them like a cannonball to kill them, was that even logically possible?

If Kang Jin-ho had just slashed everyone who charged at him with a sword, they would have accepted it.

But Kang Jin-ho’s response, and the power he displayed, were enough to shatter all of Willie’s common sense about martial artists.

‘He’s taking it easy.’

‘I know, right?’

‘I was a bit worried, but it’s a relief. He’s still the Lord after all.’

‘I wasn’t worried from the start, though?’

‘He won against one person and now he thinks he’s invincible. I’ll have a word with him later.’

‘…Please spare me.’

And Wiggins and Lee Hyun-soo were calmly chatting as if the scene was perfectly normal.

Willie couldn’t help but focus on one part of their conversation.

‘Taking it easy?’

That was?

Then what on earth would happen if Kang Jin-ho got serious?

‘Did you say Willie?’

‘…Yes, I did.’

Wiggins spoke calmly.

‘The idea you had wasn’t exactly wrong. I’ve had similar thoughts before. Fundamentally, martial artists are too difficult to control. I’ve often wondered if it would be better to organize them like special forces.’

‘But do you know why I gave up on that idea?’

‘I don’t know.’

‘Because it’s useless.’

Willie’s eyes wavered.

Wiggins shrugged.

‘Your biggest mistake was not knowing the existence of an absolute powerhouse. Of course, from your perspective, it was unavoidable. In the past, the Round Table prevented strong individuals from crossing over to America. Of course, you thought you had gathered as much information as possible based on your intelligence…’

Wiggins smiled subtly and pointed at Kang Jin-ho.

‘Do you think you can convey the scene you’re witnessing to others?’

It was impossible.

Even if Willie used all the expressions he knew, he wouldn’t be able to convey even a tenth of the emotions he was feeling right now.

‘There are things that can be quantified, and things that cannot. And that is the kind that cannot be quantified. Moreover… for a powerhouse of that level, numbers are meaningless. What you’re doing now is no different from gathering two thousand ants to catch a bear.’

Wiggins shrugged.

‘Then you can only hope that the bear doesn’t eat the ants.’

Wiggins chuckled softly.

‘I’m not saying it’s necessarily wrong. If they were to invade the Round Table, the ordinary martial artists of the Round Table might even be defeated. But the moment the Knights, led by the Master, appear, a one-sided massacre would occur.’

‘…Are you saying they are that weak?’

Wiggins stared silently at Willie.

‘What did you just say?’

‘It seems like the leader doesn’t understand the situation at all. It’s not that they’re weak, it’s that you’re incompetent. You haven’t given such good talent the proper training. If I had trained them, they would be three times stronger than they are now.’

‘New methods can sometimes become revolutions, but most of the time they end in failure. Those who try to revolutionize must be more cautious than anyone else. Those who are obsessed with creating new things based on baseless optimism will face such results. You idiot.’

Wiggins’ face contorted. He was quite angry now. Even though they were American soldiers, they were still martial artists. If they had been trained well, they could have become a pillar of the martial arts world. He couldn’t help but feel anger towards those who had ruined them.

He was someone who had trained many martial artists himself.

‘Watch closely with those two eyes.’

Wiggins glared at Jimmy and Willie with eyes that seemed like they would devour them.

‘See for yourself what flaws those half-baked mass-produced products you created have, and why they can’t become a real force.’

The two men’s gazes turned to where Wiggins was pointing.

Kang Jin-ho was seen exhaling cigarette smoke as he approached their soldiers.

And…

They retreated.

Their soldiers, who they thought would jump into hellfire at a single command, were retreating in all directions, like rabbits facing a tiger.

Jimmy and Willie’s eyes widened at the shocking sight.

‘They don’t know this shame…’

‘It’s better to shut up before I tear that mouth of yours.’

Jimmy closed his mouth at Wiggins’ words.

At the same time, Wiggins’ sneering continued.

‘Charging at an enemy you can’t handle, risking your life, is called a dog’s death. And there was a place that forced that dog’s death at a national level.’

‘Less than a hundred years ago, your country ridiculed that kind of spiritualism. Yet, in a world that has developed this much, you’re trying to do the same thing as those you ridiculed. That’s why humans are so terrible.’

Jimmy’s head dropped in incomparable humiliation.

It was a defeat that couldn’t be more shameful.

Descent of The Demon Master [EN]

Descent of The Demon Master [EN]

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Status: Ongoing Author: Native Language: Korean
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[English Translation] In "Descent of the Demon Master," Gang Jinho's life has been a series of tragic twists. In his first life, a devastating accident claimed his family and left him disabled, leading him to end his own life. Reincarnated into a medieval world, he rose to prominence as the feared Red Demonic Master, only to be betrayed by his closest ally. Now, in his third life, Jinho finds himself back in the modern world, determined to live an ordinary existence. However, his past experiences have left him ill-suited for normalcy. As remnants of his former life resurface and new threats emerge, Jinho must confront the question: Can a man shaped by such extraordinary pasts ever truly find peace in a mundane life? Dive into this gripping tale that weaves action, fantasy, and the complexities of reincarnation.

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