Descent of The Demon Master [EN]: Chapter 1929

“Fire away!”

The machine gun spews fire.

It’s not the kind of weapon one would typically use indoors, but the people stationed here aren’t bound by such basic restrictions. They are the kind who are allowed any method to achieve their goal.

The gun, far too excessive to be aimed at a person, continues to spit fire. The acrid smoke created by the gunpowder billows out, obscuring vision.

Like forming an anti-aircraft fire net, the attack covers a certain area without even aiming.

And the attack didn’t end there.

“Throw them!”

Grenades fly into the air all at once. A classic, old-fashioned method.

But being classic also means that its effectiveness has been thoroughly proven. If a weapon had even slightly lower efficiency, it would have been phased out and disappeared by now.

There is still no weapon that can inflict such massive damage on an opponent at close range.

As if to prove that fact, the grenades flying forward exploded one after another, emitting a deafening roar.

The entire building shook, and the billowing smoke swept around like dancing.

A scene as if a battlefield had been transported to the middle of the building.

One difference is that battlefields are where soldiers who have overcome their fear of death fight, while those here don’t seem to have completely overcome their fear of death yet.

“Aaaaaaaah!”

The gun barrels fire spasmodically.

The people here are trained to maintain composure in any situation through perfect training. If they hadn’t proven their competence, they could never have been assigned to the weighty task of becoming the cornerstone’s shield.

But the unfortunate thing is…

That the ‘any situation’ they had assumed all along did not include such an absurd case.

“Cease fire! Cease fire!”

The commander’s voice tears through the air.

It’s not to check whether the opponent has been defeated or not. They’ve poured so much firepower indoors that the smoke has completely obscured their vision.

Considering the opponent’s characteristics, it’s obvious who has the advantage in a situation where they can’t see each other!

“Stand by! Don’t turn your guns! Stand by while aiming!”

The commander shouts and brings the radio right up to his mouth.

“Damn monster…”

No human made of flesh and bone could withstand this much firepower. Any ordinary human would have been torn apart to the point where not even a shred of flesh could be found.

But the one they were facing was not an ordinary human.

The worst. The worst of the worst.

They had to assume and prepare for the worst possible enemy imaginable, beyond common sense and reason.

But he soon had to realize one thing.

That his imagination was far too lacking to face an enemy like Gong-ryeong.

“How unfortunate.”

A soft voice comes from right behind him.

“Unlike common sense, adding more to the work doesn’t make it better. Whether there’s one gun or two or ten aiming at me, it’s the same as nothing if they don’t hit me.”

Cold sweat trickles down.

The commander tried to slightly tighten his grip on the radio. Even if it meant disregarding his life, he was going to press the button to report the situation here.

But…

Sting.

A sharp pain is felt in the finger that moved, and then his thumb is cut off and falls to the floor with a thud.

The commander’s eyes widened.

‘What… how?’

It was something he couldn’t understand at all with his mind. But this isn’t happening because he’s stupid. Anyone in his position wouldn’t be able to understand this situation.

“Surprised?”

Flint.

The moment he flinched at the voice that seemed to be right next to his ear, he felt excruciating pain all over his body.

An immense pain as if his entire body was being slashed with a sharp razor.

At the same time, what he saw was the sight of his arms being cut in various places, spraying blood.

‘What…’

It’s as if an invisible blade is cutting his entire body. Not just his arms and legs, but even his upper body…

The moment he raised his head to scream from the unbearable pain, he felt a chilling pain in his neck.

“Gurgle…”

The scream couldn’t even escape.

The air that escaped from his severed vocal cords only made a hissing sound, not a scream or a shout, and the backflowing blood created bloody foam that spilled out of his mouth.

The commander’s eyes were bloodshot.

If he convulsed from the pain, even greater pain would come. Every time he staggered because he could no longer support his body, various parts of his body were cut and split even more.

This was hell experienced while alive.

Slowly, desperately, the commander turned his head to see Gong-ryeong with his own eyes, and then his body collapsed to the floor.

Thud.

His body, which had slammed into the floor once, was cut into dozens of pieces and rolled across the floor.

“Aaaaaaaah!”

Those who saw the scene reflexively turned their guns, but that only hastened their demise.

Swish!

The moment they turned their guns, their arms fell off. Being able to see with their own eyes their arms being cleanly cut off from their bodies and bouncing away like toys would have been a very rare experience.

Even if they didn’t like that rare experience, they had to admit one thing. It was definitely lucky to be able to see it with their own eyes. Because they were able to live a little longer compared to those next to them whose necks were being cut off and spurting blood.

Like a toy that had been assembled being broken into pieces, human bodies filled the floor in bizarre shapes.

The blood that flowed out filled the floor with a fierce momentum, as if all the faucets had been turned on, and the thick, suffocating smell of gunpowder began to be covered by the thick stench of blood.

If there is a hell, wouldn’t it look like this?

The reason this place is terrible is not because people are dying. It’s not even because they’re screaming to kill each other.

It’s because even the minimum respect for other lives that humans should naturally have doesn’t exist here.

Swish!

Gong-ryeong, who had retrieved the wire, slightly turned his head.

At the end of the corridor where his head had turned, special forces in bulletproof gear were rushing in.

Gong-ryeong, seeing the scene, flicked his finger slightly.

Whoosh!

With a high, sharp whistling sound, something white and blurry covered the special forces rushing in.

“What!”

But that strange line disappeared faster than it appeared. The special forces member, quickly erasing the momentary bewilderment, raised his gun, aimed it forward, and pulled the trigger.

But the gun doesn’t fire.

‘Jam?’

The man, thinking that a jam had occurred, quickly lowered his head, his eyes filled with suspicion.

The gun is not visible.

Even though he lowered his head, the gun that should have been aimed forward was not visible to his eyes.

Did it disappear?

No.

His gun is still held tightly in front of his chest. It’s not the gun that didn’t move, but his arm.

‘Why…’

But the thought didn’t last long.

Before he could even figure out the reason, the floor suddenly surged towards him.

The man, with his eyes wide open, was slammed straight into the floor.

‘What…’

What the man, who suspected that those magician-like guys had made the floor surge, saw was something familiar yet so unfamiliar.

The lower body.

Someone’s lower body wearing thick military boots. He had seen it countless times, but never from this angle.

That was inevitable.

No one could have the chance to look up at their own lower body standing while being slammed into the floor.

The man, seeing the lower body still standing with the upper body gone, finally understood what had happened to him.

‘Oh, when…’

Behind his legs, which had begun to collapse, the upper bodies of his colleagues, which had been cut diagonally, fell to the floor one after another.

Thud! Thud!

The sound of lifeless bodies hitting the floor was heard one after another. Those who had entered the corridor were instantly cut in half and annihilated.

Too easily.

“Hmm.”

Gong-ryeong shook his head.

“You guys are not enough.”

Ignore?

No.

They don’t ignore them. They don’t look down on them, and they don’t laugh at their inferior power.

Rather, the Twelve Blades and the Black King fear them more than anyone else in this world.

It’s just that the direction is different.

The weapons they hold are specialized in destroying soft flesh moving at less than 40 kilometers per hour. So, they can’t exert any power against those who deviate from that standard.

“Science developed in war. Think about it. How long did it take from the time humans started hitting people with stones to the time they launched nuclear weapons? If they start making weapons to fight against our kind, how much time would be left before your neck and my neck are cut off?”

That’s right.

From the Black King’s perspective, they are like the most powerful nation that hasn’t yet started its military factories. Right now, there’s nothing to be afraid of, but the moment the factories start running and they pour in massive economic power, they’ll be churning out killing machines like they’re pulling out drinks from a vending machine.

The reason he can afford to be relaxed right now is not because they are weak. It’s just that until now, they were so insignificant that there was no reason to keep them in check.

So, it’s only now.

Only now!

Right now, before humanity pours everything it has to find a way to capture a warrior like him!

“Hoo…”

Gong-ryeong, letting out a short breath, walks down the corridor towards the lower floor.

Deep underground, his eyes fell upon a large metal door on the floor.

“How classic.”

Gong-ryeong lightly waved his hand. Then, sparks flew from the metal like fireworks.

Gong-ryeong’s eyes slightly distorted at the sight.

“What kind of material is this?”

He doesn’t know what it’s made of, but one thing is certain: his wire doesn’t work on this metal.

“-g-”

Gong-ryeong turned his head.

Following the path he had come from, a man in military uniform staggered in. Even though his arms and legs had been cut off one by one, he was still somehow alive, holding onto the wall and chuckling.

“You can’t break through…”

“You moron… It was all in vain. You guys can never get in there.”

Gong-ryeong’s eyes narrowed.

“If I knew it would end up like this… I should have just run away… Everyone died like dogs…”

“It’s okay.”

At Gong-ryeong’s words, the man forced his head up, which had been falling.

“It’s not a dog’s death. If you break through this, that is.”

“You…”

“Oh, right. I don’t know if you knew what you were saying, but you’re right. I don’t have the ability to break through this.”

Gong-ryeong’s lips twisted.

“I mean…”

KWAHAAAAAAANG!

At that moment, the ceiling collapsed, and a large man with a huge build landed.

A man with a fierce impression and a completely shaved head.

And the monk’s robe he was wearing was more than impressive.

“Amitabha, this humble monk was a little late.”

“No. It was perfect. I need to open this…”

“I will.”

Gwaebul’s hand grips the door on the floor.

“Haaaaaaap!”

Crack!

The soldier, seeing the edge of the door gradually twisting, chuckled and collapsed to the floor.

‘I wish it was all a dream.’

That wish might have been granted.

Because he will now be dreaming forever.