Descent of The Demon Master [EN]: Chapter 1930

“Huuuuh!”

Gwaebul’s muscles twisted madly. His swollen muscles made his body look almost twice as large.

Thick veins popped out on his cleanly shaven head. His face, distorted like a demon, made the monk’s robe he wore seem out of place.

Crack! Crack, crack!

At the same time, the tightly closed door twisted and began to open wider and wider.

“Hap!”

Kwadedeuk!

Gwaebul, having lifted the door that had been torn off completely, lightly tossed it aside.

Koo-oong!

The concrete floor shattered. Just by looking at that, it wasn’t hard to understand how heavy and solid that door was.

Gong-ryeong, having confirmed the long staircase leading down with his eyes, chuckled.

“It feels like entering a ruin filled with machine gun nests.”

“You might not be wrong, Benefactor. We can’t know what’s inside until we see it with our own eyes.”

“Whatever.”

Gwaebul, slightly tilting his head forward, wore a strange smile.

“Still, it’s better that there’s some light.”

“Instead of a night-shining pearl, you mean.”

If ordinary people were to hear this conversation, would they be able to understand even half of it?

Their bodies are living in the present, but their minds might still be stuck in the past.

“Lead the way.”

“Me, you mean?”

“Well, you’re the one who can take a hit and endure it, even if it’s just one more time. I’d probably die if I got hit.”

Gwaebul smiled gently.

“That’s only if you get hit, isn’t it?”

“You’re a Buddhist. If not you, who else would go to hell? Shut up and lead the way.”

“That’s not usually what people say to others… Well, you’re not wrong.”

Gwaebul nodded and went down. Gong-ryeong, who had been watching him intently, chuckled and followed behind him.

Tuk.

Gong-ryeong, having quickly jumped down the stairs, scanned his surroundings.

“It doesn’t seem like a machine or anything…”

“Benefactor, you seem to watch too many movies.”

“People have expectations, you broken monk. What would you know, stuck in the mountains chanting sutras?”

Gong-ryeong looked around as if disappointed.

“Still, if you think about it, this place is like a shelter that China put the most effort into making. Even if there aren’t any laser traps that cut people in half, I thought at least guns would pop out of the walls. The old guys used to make mechanisms that would shoot shurikens [throwing stars] from the walls if you stepped on the wrong spot. They’re not using their fancy science and technology here at all.”

“Back then, it was something that would end with ‘Too bad’ even if someone accidentally stepped on it and died. If you made something like that in this day and age, it wouldn’t end with just being pointed at.”

Gong-ryeong chuckled at those words.

“That’s a strange thing to say. People who believe in religion usually say that people in the past were cleaner, and people now are nothing but corrupt. That’s why they call it the end times, right?”

“Those who spout such nonsense are all pseudo-believers.”

“…Pseudo?”

Gwaebul nodded.

“Religion is ultimately for people. The lives that people in the past and present are living can’t even be compared. How can you compare this era to the time when people would kill each other for not paying back a single coin, or stab each other just because they were in a bad mood?”

“If the great monks of the past were to see this era with their own eyes, they would say that paradise is not somewhere else.”

“So? You like this era?”

“That’s why I broke my vows. A Buddhist should naturally like it, but I don’t really like it. It seems there’s no Buddha in my heart.”

Gong-ryeong frowned as he looked at Gwaebul, who was grinning.

“You sure talk a lot.”

“A Buddhist is supposed to be good at talking. No matter how high the faith they have inside, if they can’t convey it to the masses with words, it’s just their own personal Buddhism.”

Gong-ryeong sighed and covered his ears.

He was quite talkative among similar types of people, but that damn monk seemed to have a motor attached to his mouth. He was spouting words like a waterfall without any hesitation.

“What’s the structure like?”

Gong-ryeong looked around. Except for the stairs they had come down, there were only pure white metal walls, and there weren’t any other structures visible.

It was like being inside a large auditorium.

“There must be a passage.”

As Gwaebul said, there would definitely be stairs leading down. This bunker was a place used by high-ranking officials, and there wouldn’t be anyone so bold as to force them to take a difficult path.

That meant that there would definitely be a passage that at least ordinary people could use without difficulty.

“It seems to be this way, Benefactor.”

Gwaebul gestured forward with his chin. Indeed, there was a faint crack in the wall he was pointing at. A wall that you wouldn’t be able to find unless you looked closely.

“They’re doing something interesting.”

They might be able to deceive the eyes of ordinary people, but it was impossible to deceive their eyes. Their eyesight wasn’t as good as a microscope, but it was easily beyond that of an eagle.

Gong-ryeong walked towards the wall and reached out to touch it.

Then, he laughed softly.

“It’s a ridiculously simple method.”

“But it’s also the most certain method. Those who don’t have the ability to break this wall won’t be able to do anything.”

“If you understand, break it.”

“As you command.”

Gwaebul placed one hand on the door. Then, he extended his other fist almost as if he was reaching behind him.

Woo-oong!

Red energy gathered in his right hand that was extended behind him. It was like the shape and sound of thousands of bees swirling around his hand.

“Hat!”

Gwaebul let out a short shout and struck the door with his fist.

Kwaaaaaaaang!

At the same time, the wall, including the door, was completely shattered and caved in as if it had been pierced through.

Gong-ryeong clicked his tongue.

“Do you not know how to control your strength?”

“…I thought it was the same material as the outer door, but it seems it’s not as good.”

“No matter how much money China has, it would have been impossible to cover this entire bunker with that kind of metal.”

Or maybe there wasn’t enough metal, but there was no need to say such a thing out loud. That damn monk might start rambling again.

Gong-ryeong tilted his head as he looked at the wall that was almost completely torn off.

“Another staircase? Usually, they would make a structure that goes directly to the deep underground with an elevator…”

“If that collapses, they would be stuck inside and die. This isn’t a nuclear shelter.”

“It’s inefficient, is what you mean.”

Gong-ryeong walked through the hole and slowly headed down the stairs. He had been in a hurry a little while ago, but now there was a sense of ease in his actions.

‘I made a stupid mistake.’

This is why common sense is scary.

When people think someone is targeting them, they naturally look for the safest place.

For some, it might be their home, for others, it might be a police station, and for others, it might be overseas.

It seems that the safest place for the chairman was here. In a normal situation, this might be the right decision. This place would be the safest place for them.

But if the opponents are Gong-ryeong and Gwaebul, things are a little different.

“It would have been better to go somewhere where there was a way to escape.”

From their perspective, this place is just a giant jar. And the people inside are just rats in a jar. No matter how strong the jar is, it’s not a big problem for them.

All that’s left is to hunt the rats that are trembling without a way to escape.

“However…”

Gong-ryeong tilted his head left and right.

“It seems there are more rats than I thought.”

The corners of Gong-ryeong’s mouth formed a deep smile.

The ones who greeted them were special forces dressed in black bulletproof vests. The only difference was that they were holding short greatswords instead of guns.

“I’ve heard the stories, but it’s my first time seeing them in person. Are they government-sanctioned?”

“It’s your first time seeing them in person… That’s not really true. Benefactor, you’ve fought against countless imperial guards before.”

“I killed them. They kept bothering me when I was just minding my own business.”

For an emperor, the most frightening things are poison and assassins. Even an emperor who isn’t afraid of a large army is afraid of poison and assassins. That’s why Gong-ryeong, who was the best assassin of his time, was always a target of the imperial guards.

“Isn’t it a similar concept?”

“Except that their level is much lower.”

“Instead…”

Gwaebul gestured upwards with his chin.

“They seem smarter than the imperial guards, don’t they?”

Gong-ryeong looked up and chuckled.

“That’s true.”

People in the same uniform quickly rushed in through the place they had broken through, blocking their escape route.

“There was another door.”

“Showing it so openly and then trying to get behind us… They’re using their heads a bit.”

“Amitabha.”

Gwaebul put his hands together and opened his mouth heavily.

“But they’re still just rats. There’s no cat that’s afraid of being cornered by a rat.”

“These days, cats run away in surprise when they see a rat, though?”

“…Really?”

“I saw it on a video site. If they’re used to peace, even cats don’t catch rats.”

“…How wonderful. Even a mere beast…”

“Ah, shut up!”

The one who seemed to be the commander of the people in front of them slightly raised his sunglasses and opened his mouth.

“You came in here without fear. Now, I’ll make you pay the price.”

Gong-ryeong sighed and said to Gwaebul.

“What do you think?”

“About what?”

“How is it that even after hundreds of years, that line hasn’t changed? Was it like that in your time too?”

“The tone is a little different, but…”

“…It’s so cliché that it’s almost antique.”

Perhaps it was proof that even though times change, people don’t.

“Attack!”

The only thing he liked was that the guy was less talkative than the monk next to him.

‘Maybe it’s natural.’

Isn’t it the villain’s trademark to ramble on and on before getting defeated?

And they are the villains who are shaking the world right now!

“Well then, juniors…”

Charrrr.

Wires shot out from the tips of Gong-ryeong’s hands.

“Let’s see how well you’ve been trained.”

“I’ll take care of the back.”

Gong-ryeong didn’t even pretend to hear Gwaebul’s words and jumped forward. The moment he scattered the wires in all directions, the people in front of him lowered their stances and struck his wires with their greatswords.

“Oh?”

Gong-ryeong bared his teeth as he watched that.

“I might be able to have a little fun.”

“We’re not here to have fun, Benefactor. Don’t forget your mission. If you don’t know, I’ll…”

Just as Gong-ryeong was about to accidentally send a wire flying behind him and sew Gwaebul’s mouth shut, he gritted his teeth.

‘I’m never taking a mission with this guy again.’

The Black King would at least grant him that much mercy.