Descent of The Demon Master [EN]: Chapter 690

‘What the hell am I doing?’ Ju Gang couldn’t understand his own state.

No one had forced him. No one had told him he had to act this way. Yet, here he was, bowing his head before the Demon Lord, offering his respect.

Anyone watching would think he was a loyal subject finally meeting his master, even though they had only met for the first time today.

It was incomprehensible.

Others wouldn’t understand Ju Gang. Even Ju Gang himself couldn’t understand his actions, so how could anyone else?

His mind was a mess, but his body was as stiff as if it had been cast in stone. He didn’t move an inch, as if the only reason he was born was to bow his head and pay homage to the person before him.

Yeah.

It didn’t make sense.

It was something his mind couldn’t grasp. But he was certain of one thing.

Some might laugh at him, but anyone who had practiced demonic arts would do the same without exception. He was sure of it!

Thinking about it, it was strange.

The Demon Lord.

The person before him was the one the old geezers called the Demon Lord. He didn’t know if it was true, but the old geezers believed this Demon Lord held the key to their future prosperity.

Not just a simple tool, but a messiah and master they should follow, even sacrificing their souls. So, what were they thinking, sending someone like Ju Gang as a guide?

What if Ju Gang offended him?

Considering what Ju Gang had been thinking just moments ago, the possibility was very high.

And the old geezers hadn’t considered that possibility at all? Those old foxes?

That couldn’t be.

They already knew. They knew what happened to a demonic cultivator when they met the Demon Lord.

Personal feelings?

Respect for the Demon Lord?

None of that mattered. A demonic cultivator who witnessed such immense demonic power [魔 – ‘ma’, a term often associated with evil or dark energy] for the first time in their life would end up worshiping that power with their soul. Just like Ju Gang was doing now.

Because they couldn’t resist.

Even though he had only learned some shoddy demonic arts, he was still a demonic cultivator. He was now witnessing a level he thought was impossible to reach through demonic arts.

He could tell just by looking.

How pure that demonic power [魔] was.

The Demon Lord.

That’s right. The name Demon Lord wasn’t just a title. This person was the only one worthy of the name Demon Lord.

His mind couldn’t understand it, but his heart was already moving.

Pure demonic energy was leaking out.

Like a moth drawn to a flame, his soul was being drawn to the demonic energy emanating from Kang Jin-ho.

Just like how pheromones are used to understand the other party, he could feel so much just from that demonic energy.

How strong this person was, how great this person was, and how cruel this person was.

A tyrant.

A true tyrant worthy of worship had descended before him.

Strangely, his eyes stung.

Nothing had even started yet, but just the fact that this person existed gave him hope that all the problems they faced would be resolved.

It was ridiculous and foolish.

Feeling this bizarre emotion, Ju Gang understood.

Why the old geezers wanted to treat this person like a god.

For demonic cultivators, this person could be more than a god.

Unlike gods who only act as a support and don’t offer any help in reality, this person could give them real help. How could they even compare him to a god?

Thump.

His heart was pounding.

Then, Ju Gang suddenly became curious.

How he viewed this person was very clear. But how did this person view him?

With what eyes was he looking at a weak demonic cultivator who could only worship him before his power?

Would he be proud?

Or would he be angry at his inferiority?

He couldn’t even guess. He could only cautiously raise his head and try to read the Demon Lord’s expression.

Finally, the Demon Lord’s mouth slowly, very slowly, opened.

“Psst…”

Psst?

What was he trying to say?

Ju Gang focused all his attention on Kang Jin-ho’s mouth.

And the words that came out of Kang Jin-ho’s mouth completely shattered all his expectations.

“It’s embarrassing, so get up and let’s talk.”

Only then did Ju Gang realize.

‘The Demon Lord also feels embarrassment.’

Ju Gang deeply vowed in his heart that he would tell this story first to those who were waiting for the news he would bring.

“Did you fail?”

Wang Chen’s eyes wavered.

It was a story he had heard quite often.

Failure.

It wasn’t something to be surprised about. Humans all repeat success and failure as they live. If he was this surprised every time he experienced a failure, his weak mind wouldn’t be able to handle it.

Yet, the reason Wang Chen couldn’t hide his agitation was because this was something that should have been impossible to fail.

“So, you’re saying you failed?”

“…Yes.”

Wu Xun’s voice lacked strength. He also seemed to accept this incident as a major blunder.

“Unbelievable.”

Wang Chen hid his trembling hands inside his coat. He barely managed to pull out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, and lit it.

“Hoo…”

Only after the cigarette smoke filled his lungs did he feel his trembling subside a little.

“Weren’t there three of them?”

“Yes, there were.”

“So… let’s see. You’re saying that you mobilized over a hundred people to catch those three, and you failed?”

Wang Chen broke the cigarette he was holding.

“Did Superman descend or something? Huh? Did he get bored of only appearing in movies and decide to descend in person? Damn it, over a hundred people were mobilized, and what? Failure? What a load of crap!”

Bang!

Wang Chen’s fist slammed into the desk.

The wooden desk broke into two pieces and collapsed. The monitors, keyboards, and various documents that were on the desk fell to the floor with a loud crash.

“You useless bastard!”

Wang Chen kicked Wu Xun. Wu Xun’s body slammed into the wall. But Wu Xun didn’t even let out a single groan.

“Damn it!”

Wang Chen grabbed his head as if he had no interest in the Wu Xun he had just kicked.

“Failure, failure?”

Wang Chen, who had been tearing at his hair several times, said through gritted teeth.

“What’s the state of the kids?”

“…They’re all dead.”

“You idiot, who doesn’t know they’re all dead? How did it happen!”

“There are about five deaths. Most are injured, but whether they will recover…”

“Five deaths?”

Wang Chen’s face instantly calmed down.

“Did you say five deaths?”

“Yes.”

“Is that so?”

Wang Chen seemed to be thinking about something, then nodded.

“Five, five. It’s an ambiguous number. But it’s definitely worth pushing forward. It’s not a bad number.”

“Are there any more who are likely to die in the hospital?”

Wu Xun had difficulty understanding Wang Chen’s words.

Did he need more people to die, or did he mean that no more should die?

“There aren’t any who are in critical condition, but if you wish…”

Clack!

Before he could finish his sentence, an ashtray flew and hit Wu Xun’s head.

Being hit on the head with an ashtray was nothing.

It could be a big deal for an ordinary person, but for a martial artist, an ashtray made of glass couldn’t cause any significant injury. Especially since no internal energy was used.

“You idiot. If more die, I’ll have nothing to say!”

“I’m sorry.”

Wang Chen took out another cigarette and put it in his mouth.

“It’s not a big deal that those idiots got hurt. It’s not a big deal that they died either. I can fill those useless trash with as many as I want. The problem is that they only managed to kill five while fighting against nearly a hundred kids.”

“I don’t understand why that’s important.”

“Let’s say you’re fighting a hundred people. Which would be easier, killing all hundred who are attacking you with their lives on the line, or just fighting them and knocking them down?”

“…Killing them is easier.”

“Right. If they were all dead, I could be blamed for not sending enough people. But they only killed five? Then even if I had sent twice as many, it wouldn’t have been enough. It means the problem is beyond my control.”

“Ah…”

Wang Chen nodded as if he finally understood.

If he failed to solve a problem that he could solve with his own abilities, he would naturally have to take responsibility. But it was natural that he couldn’t solve a problem that was beyond his control.

If he could prove that the people who caused this incident were people that Wang Chen couldn’t handle no matter what he did, then Wang Chen could avoid being blamed.

The stubborn old men wouldn’t just let it go, but the level of blame he would receive would be different.

“This matter can be dealt with somehow… but who the hell appeared?”

“Could it be that another faction attacked us?”

“Don’t talk nonsense. What’s there to eat here that they would attack us? Do you think another faction would be interested in the land of Sichuan?”

“…I was short-sighted.”

Wang Chen turned his body irritably.

“I’ll report this matter, so you manage the kids and keep an eye on those bastards. Do you understand?”

“There’s one more thing to report.”

Wang Chen’s face contorted.

For such a big incident to have occurred, the fact that he wanted to report something meant that the matter was also significant.

“Is it bad?”

“I don’t know.”

“What?”

Wu Xun swallowed hard and opened his mouth.

“There’s one more group moving.”

“More?”

“Yes. We found them by chance. There was another group that was gathering towards Sichuan. When the ones who were supposed to arrive didn’t, we checked and found out that they had met some strange people in the middle.”

“Met…”

Wang Chen tilted his head.

“Were they attacked? If they survived and were able to report, then they must be more friendly than I thought?”

“No. Nine out of ten died. And one barely managed to escape.”

“You bastard! Why are you telling me this now!”

Wang Chen couldn’t contain his anger and threw the cigarette he was holding at Wu Xun.

“Who are they?”

“We haven’t identified them yet. But, I don’t know how to explain this… it seems like they are also chasing the target.”

“Chasing? Are they together?”

“I don’t think so.”

Wang Chen pressed his temples.

“Let’s summarize. There’s another group targeting them. And they’re also in Sichuan. So, an unidentified force is chasing them?”

“Yes.”

“Hmm.”

Wang Chen sighed softly.

‘Things are going really bad.’

He felt that things were getting bigger and bigger. At the same time, he had a hunch. This matter was already out of his hands.

“Go report. You… try to identify those guys.”

“Yes.”

Wang Chen frowned as he walked out roughly.

‘What the hell is going on?’

It was something he couldn’t understand.

The only thing that was certain was that a great war was brewing in all of this.