Descent Of The Demon Master [EN]: Chapter 1743

Crack!”Gurgle….”
The sound of wind escaped with blood from the pierced throat. The light in his eyes, which had been filled with shock and despair, gradually faded.

Bang Jin-hoon, who shook the blood off his hand, looked around with eyes like a beast.

Soon, finding a place where they were being pushed back, Bang Jin-hoon’s body soared like a swallow and landed on the back of a Changwang Realm [a high-ranking martial arts realm] warrior.

Bang!

With a clean roundhouse kick, Bang Jin-hoon kicked one person away and shouted.

“Push harder! More!”

These were words he would never have said normally.

Bang Jin-hoon’s belief was that it was better to get hurt less than to defeat one more enemy.

It was better to have one less casualty than to achieve a great victory. If they could achieve victory, what did it matter if it was a great victory or not?

But now was not the time for Bang Jin-hoon’s beliefs.

‘There’s no time!’

This battle was a fight against every second. Sometimes, a leader had to put aside their own methods and bet everything on the result.

“The reason you’ve trained until now is for this! Don’t back down, you bastards! Kill them all!”

“Yes!”

And fortunately, his subordinates… no, his disciples, were following Bang Jin-hoon’s unusual orders without question.

‘Damn bastards.’

Their eyes, which glanced at him from time to time, were full of trust.

Bang Jin-hoon was embarrassed by such gazes… but he didn’t dislike it.

It was funny.

In the past, when he fought against Lee Joong-geol, only a small number of people in the entire Assembly followed him. And even then, he had never received such gazes. But after that, in just a few years, all the warriors of the Assembly were sending him gazes of trust.

“Hmph!”

Bang Jin-hoon snorted, feeling a strange emotion for no reason.

‘This isn’t the time to be sentimental.’

He knew it wasn’t the time. But on the other hand, when else would he have time to be sentimental?

He had finally come this far.

Finally.

Since he first met Kang Jin-ho, he had gone through so much and finally arrived here.

Perhaps the reason the Assembly had been constantly innovating and training was for this war.

So, he had to bet everything!

“Those bastards are nothing! Hongwang Realm [a high-ranking martial arts realm] or Changwang Realm, they are not our enemies! Wipe them all out!”

“Yes!”

At Bang Jin-hoon’s shout, the warriors of the Assembly responded and rushed forward.

Like a hot knife through butter.

It was literally like a hot knife through butter.

‘It can’t be helped.’

Because there weren’t any real enemies.

Even if the Changwang Realm warriors who were blocking them were only half their number, they wouldn’t have been able to handle it so easily. But now, in front of them, there were only a few who could barely be called enemies.

‘It’s too wide.’

How many are there in the Changwang Realm?

Fifty thousand? A hundred thousand?

Maybe even more, but it didn’t matter.

If they were scattered across this vast land of China, even a hundred thousand would be meaningless.

“Still, they keep coming? Cockroach-like bastards!”

Bang Jin-hoon’s gaze suddenly turned to one side. Sure enough, in the darkness, a sharp sword was reflecting the moonlight, emitting a blue light.

Without hesitation, Bang Jin-hoon turned his direction towards it.

“Director!”

“We’ll….”

“Shut up!”

Bang Jin-hoon ran at full speed and jumped towards the enemy rushing at him.

In an instant, several swords pierced his body.

“You bastards!”

Unlike his rough and explosive voice, his hands moved more softly, more gently. His fist, which skillfully deflected the force of the swords, opened wide and lightly pushed away the sword blades.

“Huh?”

The swordsmen had no idea why their swords were flying out of their hands.

Then, a series of punches followed.

Pow pow pow pow!

With short, sharp impacts, dozens of punches were thrown in an instant.

Defense was soft, and offense was swift.

Different from the demons led by Kang Jin-ho, and different from Bator’s power.

Since meeting Kang Jin-ho, Bang Jin-hoon had been pondering and devising the Assembly’s orthodox martial arts for years, and now, at this moment, it was shining.

A harmony of softness and speed.

It was a fist technique that clearly embodied the concept pursued by orthodox martial arts, while not losing the destructive power pursued by the Assembly.

The Changwang Realm warriors who were hit by Bang Jin-hoon’s barrage were sent flying without even being able to scream.

“Hup!”

Bang Jin-hoon’s spinning kick, which cut off his breath, kicked the sides of those who had not regained their senses.

Bang!

Short but sure destructive power.

It was different from the powerful Hongwang. This was not a martial art for the strong like Hongwang. It was a martial art for those who despaired of their own talents, who realized they could not reach the highest place, yet did not give up the path of a warrior and silently walked their own path.

Thud.

Bang Jin-hoon, who had sent about a dozen people flying in an instant, straightened his posture. And those who watched him clenched their fists.

Everyone here knew.

Bang Jin-hoon was by no means a genius.

No, his talent was definitely outstanding. But compared to the talents of Kang Jin-ho, Bator, Jang Min, and Wiggins, who led the Assembly, Bang Jin-hoon was just an ordinary person.

But Bang Jin-hoon did not give up.

Even while being weighed down by the fact that he was the only legitimate successor of the Assembly, he stubbornly clung on and defended his role.

“As expected!”

“That’s right!”

Exclamations of admiration flowed from the warriors’ mouths.

What would have happened if Bang Jin-hoon had not been in the Assembly?

What would have happened if Bang Jin-hoon had resigned from his position as director of the Assembly and stepped down?

Perhaps most of the people here would have given up being warriors in the end. Because those who were ahead of them were too dazzling to look at.

But Bang Jin-hoon endured.

Even in that hellish battlefield where unparalleled geniuses were vying for supremacy, he persevered and proved his worth.

So, how could they give up? There was someone right in front of them who proved that they could endure even without talent.

They admired Kang Jin-ho, but they did not try to imitate him. A crow-tit has its own way of survival. Their role model was not Kang Jin-ho, but Bang Jin-hoon.

“What are you doing, you bastards! Move quickly!”

“Yes!”

The warriors of the Assembly answered with all their might and followed Bang Jin-hoon.

‘Once this is over, I’m going to retire no matter what!’

And get a nice house in the South Sea and live comfortably….

No, wait a minute. Is this a death flag?

“I’m not retiring! I’ll stick around for ten thousand years! Damn it!”

So, let’s win first!

Bang Jin-hoon led his disciples and ran forward with all his might.

“How blatant.”

Changwang smiled meaningfully as he looked at the dots on the screen.

Red dots.

Every time new information came in, the dots changed their positions. Gradually inward, towards the mainland. More precisely….

“It’s here.”

Zhengzhou.

Where he was now.

Changwang looked at the screen with interest.

“I’ll praise your intelligence for pinpointing my location….”

A bitter smile formed on his lips.

“But this is meaningless, isn’t it, Lee Hyun-soo?”

The assessment was simple.

They had many tricks, but no ability to overturn the board. In the end, their goal had to be him. As long as that goal did not change, no matter how chaotically they rampaged, all he had to do was defend this place.

‘No, is that not it?’

Changwang’s face slightly distorted.

According to the results of his simulation, even if they had pinpointed his location, they should have lost at least 20% of their forces before reaching this place.

Either they would all die trying to land, or they would remain in Korea. But now, they were heading to Zhengzhou, aiming for his head, while preserving their forces.

Up to this point, it had to be said that they had won.

Looking at it objectively.

“Hmm.”

Changwang stared at the screen for a moment, then reached out and grabbed his coffee. The feeling of the cup, which had become slightly lukewarm from the melting ice, was irritating.

‘This isn’t normal.’

Just now, he was downplaying what they had done, and now he was bothered by this small temperature difference.

All of that proved that Changwang was not in a calm state.

Changwang gulped down the coffee and slammed the cup down with a thud.

“They’re trying to provoke me.”

And it was actually working.

Changwang felt the need to revise his assessment of Lee Hyun-soo and Chai Ke-chang.

They were just tricks. They were definitely just tricks.

But if those tricks worked, they could not be dismissed as mere tricks.

However….

“Still, they’re just tricks.”

This was not said out of excitement.

His eyes were coldly calm. His chillingly rational mind was accurately grasping the current situation and deriving the optimal result based on the accumulated information.

“Variables, variables….”

This can’t be all, right?

You must have prepared a few more variables for me. No, maybe you’ve prepared a dozen variables.

With the mindset that even one of them could reach my heart.

But….

“Having many fishing rods doesn’t mean you’ll catch a big fish.”

The way to deal with someone who bets everything on a gamble was too simple.

“Interesting.”

Changwang’s lips twisted.

He stared at the map with a manic smile, then turned his body abruptly.

For the first time since the war began, Changwang began to move.

Bang!

Changwang roughly opened the door and walked down the hallway, speaking coldly.

“Amsa!”

“Yes, Changwang!”

“Summon all the commanders and gather all the troops around Zhengzhou!”

“Yes? But if we gather all those who are building the defenses….”

“It doesn’t matter!”

“Yes!”

Amsa immediately bowed his head deeply.

Even one question was enough to be considered rude. If this wasn’t an urgent wartime situation, it would have been an unforgivable mistake.

“Anyway, those guys know how we’re defending. So, there’s no need to play along with their rhythm!”

He wanted to ask what they would do instead, but that was not Amsa’s place. He was just a follower. Thinking was Changwang’s job, and carrying out his orders was Amsa’s job.

“I will execute it immediately.”

“And on your way….”

“Yes!”

“Get me a cold coffee.”

“……Yes.”

Changwang smiled faintly.

“I heard that Kang Jin-ho also likes coffee, it’s a shame. It would have been fun to sit down and chat in a cafe.”

That would never happen now.

The moment this war ends, either he or Kang Jin-ho would lose their head.

“Correction. Not one coffee, but two.”

“Yes!”

Changwang said something he didn’t need to say.