Descent of The Demon Master [EN]: Chapter 1755

Thud! Thud!

The scattered shells fell to the ground, emitting a light pink smoke.

“…You crazy bastard.”

Chaikechang shuddered at the sight.

Chemical weapons.

There was no way to know exactly what was inside. He wasn’t an expert in biology, so he couldn’t tell just by looking at it.

But whatever it was, the fact that they were using biochemical weapons was a problem.

“What if it flies towards the civilians! You insane bastard!”

“Stop your whining and put this on!”

Lee Hyun-soo threw a gas mask from his subspace at Chaikechang.

“Made in Korea, you bastard! It’s not some Chinese crap!”

Chaikechang looked at Lee Hyun-soo as if he was fed up.

He had always thought that Lee Hyun-soo’s crazy actions were a reaction to the weakness of his physical body. Lee Hyun-soo, who couldn’t pressure his opponents with force, had to show a more ruthless side than the martial artists to survive in the martial world.

But now he realized that this bastard was just plain crazy.

“Quickly pass the gas masks to those Chinese bastards! Now!”

He started throwing the extra gas masks that the Assembly members had brought to the Hongwang group.

“Why didn’t you tell us to prepare in advance?”

“If you guys bought a large number of gas masks in China, do you think Changwang wouldn’t notice?”

“Then you guys have this…”

“It’s military-grade, military-grade! You idiot, Korea is a place where they keep a million military gas masks in storage! How could peace-loving Chinese guys even imagine that!”

A million?

“Biochemical weapons and all that… You moron, that cluster bomb itself is a weapon that’s banned by treaty! Do you think these bastards care about that?”

Lee Hyun-soo turned his head sharply to look at the light pink smoke that was starting to fill the area.

‘It’s like we’re on a cherry blossom outing.’

It was the perfect welcome.

‘This is definitely not a biological weapon.’

There was no way those guys would leisurely wait for the Assembly’s martial artists to get sick and groan. It was more likely to be a nerve gas that took effect immediately.

‘Sarin-based?’

Lee Hyun-soo couldn’t know more than that.

“They’re really pouring it on, those bastards.”

Nerve gas was something that could almost instantly kill a person with just a small whiff. But as if taking into account that the people here were martial artists, they were madly spraying the shells in a narrow area.

Without gas masks, even martial artists would not have survived. No, even with gas masks, there was a limit to how long they could hold out.

“Guild Master!”

“I’m on it.”

Kang Jin-ho raised his Red Dew and Blue Dew swords and floated into the air.

Whoosh!

The sword wind he unleashed deflected the falling shells in all directions.

At the same time…

Kwaaaaaaaah!

On one side, Wiggins was pouring magic power into the magic circle he had drawn, leading the magic corps. The huge flames created by that magic power engulfed and burned the surrounding gas, pushing it up into the air.

The elders of the Demonic Cult, led by Jang Min, were also busy releasing their energy to push away the gas.

But the ones who showed the most outstanding performance were undoubtedly Hongwang and Bator.

“Hup!”

Kwaaaaaaaah!

“Taat!”

Kuuuuuung!

The wind pressure created by the two of them pushed away the smoke in an instant.

It was a jaw-dropping sight, but this was not the time to be impressed.

“They’re pouring it on like crazy!”

He knew what a barrage meant.

It was as if they were trying to dispose of all the chemical weapons they wouldn’t be able to use properly anyway. The bombers kept flying in endlessly. It was amazing how they had mobilized so many bombers.

The only consolation was that as long as the chemical attack continued, there wouldn’t be any firepower. They couldn’t just blow away all the chemical weapons they had sprayed with flames and explosions.

“Damn it! It’s seeping into my skin!”

“The filters can’t hold out for long! They’re failing!”

Lee Hyun-soo yelled.

“Guild Master, we need to retreat!”

Kang Jin-ho kicked off the air and landed on the ground.

Thud!

Kang Jin-ho’s eyes flashed as he landed.

“Bator!”

“Got it!”

“Hongwang, cover the rear!”

“Will do!”

“Move!”

Bator charged forward like a tank.

“Follow me, you bastards! I’ll clear the way!”

Bator, charging forward, violently struck the trees in front of him.

Crack!

The trees broke and were uprooted, flying forward and swirling around.

It was a strike to create a clear landmark for the Assembly members following behind, and at the same time, to blow away the hiding places of anyone who might be lying in ambush ahead.

Crack!

“Oooooooooh!”

Bator roared as he ran. It was as if he was unleashing all the power he had conserved while coming here.

‘Good!’

Lee Hyun-soo clenched his fist.

Whether it was because they had been working together for a long time, or because they were so good that they understood what they had to do without having to say it.

Bator was doing everything Lee Hyun-soo wanted without having to say a word.

What was important now was morale.

More than anything, morale.

Not everyone here could grasp the situation as well as the executives. But they couldn’t be completely unaware of the atmosphere.

So, they all knew that they were in danger. In that situation, with bombs falling from above and chemical weapons spewing from all sides, how could they keep their wits about them?

It was a situation where everyone could easily panic.

That’s why they needed a landmark, someone they could follow blindly.

Bator made his presence known to everyone with his shouts and fists. And with an incredibly confident attitude, he was instilling the belief that if they just followed him, everything would be okay.

Bator was amazing for doing all that as soon as he jumped forward, and Kang Jin-ho was amazing for putting Bator at the forefront without hesitation.

He must have calculated that Bator could do more than he could in this situation.

“Follow behind! Now! Don’t fall behind!”

“Yes!”

The Assembly members tightened their gas masks and began to run after Bator.

“Bang Jin-hoon!”

“Yes, Guild Master!”

“Second wave!”

“Yes!”

Bang Jin-hoon, who had been controlling the situation from the rear, jumped into the midst of the martial artists as soon as Kang Jin-ho finished speaking.

“Jang Min, lead the cultists!”

“Understood!”

Jang Min led the Demonic Cult members to follow behind the Assembly members.

“Wiggins!”

“Moving out!”

Once Wiggins moved, all that was left was the Hongwang group. Before Kang Jin-ho could even open his mouth, Chaikechang yelled.

“Let’s go!”

“Yes!”

Chaikechang rushed over and grabbed Lee Hyun-soo by the back of his neck.

“What the hell, you bastard?”

“Shut up and follow! You’ll only be a hindrance if you stay in the back!”

Chaikechang, having subdued Lee Hyun-soo, began to run at the head of the Hongwang group. Hongwang, having confirmed that the last person was running, turned his head slightly to look at Kang Jin-ho.

“I was supposed to cover the rear, wasn’t I?”

“I was just about to go anyway.”

“Demon King.”

The two absolute beings, the only ones left, looked at each other.

“Perhaps now is the time for me to give you some advice. Remember one thing, Demon King.”

“There is no way to save everyone. If you weren’t prepared for sacrifices, you shouldn’t have started the war.”

Kang Jin-ho looked at Hongwang with calm eyes.

“I know that better than you do.”

“Then that’s enough.”

Kang Jin-ho, who had been staring at Hongwang, jumped and began to catch up with the members.

Hongwang, watching him, shook his head quietly.

‘He knows better than me…’

‘Perhaps that’s true. Kang Jin-ho is someone who has carved his name into history through countless battles.’

‘However…’

“Can you truly say that you have lost those you have lost so far?”

Those who have lost things that can be discarded and those who have lost things they did not want to lose cannot be the same. Rather, that resolute answer seemed to reveal Kang Jin-ho’s current state of mind, making Hongwang feel uneasy.

“It might be a more difficult war than I thought.”

Hongwang slowly began to move.

“They’re pouring it on!”

“These crazy bastards, how much did they prepare!”

It was as if black rain was pouring from the sky.

Lee Myung-hwan nervously adjusted his fogged-up gas mask.

‘Damn it!’

A proper gas mask shouldn’t fog up like this. But whether the gas mask was defective, or whether the gas mask couldn’t handle his lung capacity as he was running at full speed, the inside of his goggles was becoming blurry.

The maddening thing was that he couldn’t take off the gas mask.

He had already realized how toxic this gas was.

“Damn it… I’m dizzy!”

“My heart feels like it’s going to explode!”

His skin was stinging as if thousands of needles were piercing his entire body.

“Don’t rub it, you idiots! Don’t touch it!”

“Damn it!”

Martial artists have greater resistance in all aspects than ordinary people. A poison that would kill an ordinary person instantly might only cause a minor stomachache for a martial artist.

Nevertheless, the fact that the skin all over his body was hurting so much that it was becoming raw was proof that this gas was so toxic that it would instantly kill an ordinary person.

‘The guy who uses gas here is crazy, and the guy who predicted it and told us to prepare gas masks is also crazy!’

War was originally a clash of madness and madness, but this madness had exceeded his expectations.

“Cough!”

Lee Myung-hwan’s eyes wavered.

The person running in front of him staggered and then fell to the ground. Lee Myung-hwan’s mind went blank for a moment.

‘What should I do?’

Take him with me?

In this crazy battlefield where chemical gas was still pouring down, could he take care of someone else?

Then leave him behind?

He hadn’t even gotten his hands dirty properly, wasn’t that just an excuse?

“Damn it!”

“Lee Myung-hwan!”

He heard a shout from behind, but Lee Myung-hwan immediately rushed over and hoisted the fallen man onto his shoulder.

“If you’re conscious, keep breathing! You just had a shock! You’ll be fine soon!”

“So, sorry…”

“Shut up and just breathe slowly!” Lee Myung-hwan, carrying the fallen man, started running again.

“We will definitely return alive! Definitely!”

Even as he did so, fist-sized metal balls were raining down around them.

Light pink smoke billowed from the metal balls that hit the ground.

‘It’s surreal.’

It was a scene that looked like it was from a sci-fi movie. But this was a clear reality that he was feeling on his skin.

“If we’re exposed to more gas, we won’t be able to hold on…”

That was the moment.

Whoosh!

Something flew over their heads at the speed of light.

Lee Myung-hwan reflexively turned his head and looked up. A very familiar figure was rising into the air.

“Guild Master?”

At the same time…

Kwaaaaaaaah!

Lee Myung-hwan’s eyes widened.

A huge black flame, the likes of which he had never seen before, even while guarding Kang Jin-ho, completely covered their heads.

Crack! Crack!

The metal balls that had been falling collided with the flames, unable to reach the ground, and crumpled, emitting smoke.

Light pink smoke bloomed like flowers above the black flames.

“Ah…”

A bizarre sight that seemed not of this world.

They ran and ran through the end of the world, where science and inner power collided, and common sense and the absurd danced together.