Descent of The Demon Master [EN]: Chapter 786

‘He really is eating well.’

Lee Hyun-soo stared intently as Kang Jin-ho ate his meal.

Something was strange.

He didn’t seem to be eating quickly, nor was he shoveling food into his mouth, yet the food on his tray was disappearing at an alarming rate.

It was almost like magic.

‘Does he have to eat even this in a peculiar way?’

What among the things this man does is normal? But watching him, one can’t help but think that way. Judging by his behavior, it seems like this man would sleep floating in the air, and even when he goes to the bathroom, it would be different from others.

Thud!

Three trays were emptied cleanly.

“Would you like another?”

“Hmm…”

Kang Jin-ho shook his head.

“Overeating is not good for a martial artist.”

You’ve eaten enough, haven’t you?

After piling food on his tray like a tower, now he’s talking about what? Overeating?

A hollow laugh escaped him.

‘Well, I guess…’

It’s not something I can’t understand. Kang Jin-ho had been starving for at least five days. He spent five days without even a sip of water. No matter how skilled a martial artist he is, he must be hungry.

“Did you have some kind of training in eating?”

“Hmm?”

“You seem to eat very quietly and quickly.”

“Training, huh…”

Kang Jin-ho chuckled and filled his cup with water, then drank it.

It was training, indeed. It wasn’t something he did on his own, but training he received thanks to his mother.

As Kang Jin-ho brushed off the question with a laugh, Lee Hyun-soo was about to ask what he was truly curious about. However, his question had to be postponed.

Bang!

The door was flung open so violently it seemed like it would fall off. No, it actually did fall off. Lee Hyun-soo’s eyes widened at the sight.

“Master!”

Bator’s booming voice echoed through the cafeteria. The cooking utensils hanging on the wall trembled, and the sturdy tables shook. Lee Hyun-soo, and even Kang Jin-ho, covered their ears.

“Master, are you alright!”

Bator rushed towards Kang Jin-ho as if he were seeing someone who had been captured by pirates and then released. The floor was thumping, as if it were about to crack…

Oh? Crap, that’s actually cracking! Cracking?

The main hall building was too old to handle the excited Bator. No, the buildings in this world were too weak.

Even Kang Jin-ho was wiping his forehead, as if he was sweating a little.

“I’m, I’m fine, Bator.”

“Master! You should have consulted me about this! Why did you seclude yourself to create a martial art without saying a word!”

Ah, he should have gotten permission.

It’s strange. He calls him master, but the content sounds like he’s dealing with a servant.

“Are you alright?”

But Kang Jin-ho just laughed.

His voice was full of complaints, but his eyes showed affection. He wondered when he had developed such a bond with this large Mongolian man.

“If my body was so weak, I would have died already.”

“Those who are overconfident in their health will surely face disaster, Master. There is no order in death.”

Curses disguised as blessings were pouring out.

“…There is no order in death, but at least I won’t die before you.”

“You never know, Master.”

Just as Bator was about to say something more, someone came to his aid.

“Indeed, no one knows. Who knows, maybe I’ll live longer than the Lord.”

“That’s definitely a curse.”

Wiggins sat at the table with a smile.

“You look better than I expected?”

“Hmm?”

“I thought you’d come out looking half-dead. That’s how creation is. Or did you compromise at a moderate level?”

“It doesn’t work as you wish.”

“I suppose so. Especially considering the Lord’s personality. So…”

Wiggins asked the question he most wanted to ask.

“Did you get a result?”

Kang Jin-ho quietly nodded.

“I’m looking forward to it. What did the Lord create? A martial art? Or a group?”

“I don’t know how to put it.”

But the opportunity to say it didn’t come easily.

“Demon Lorddddddddddddddddd!”

Kang Jin-ho closed his eyes at the huge shout coming from outside the door.

‘Is this really something to make such a fuss about?’ Anyone would think he had returned from a battlefield.

Jang Min, with tears streaming down his face, rushed inside through the door that had been knocked off. Upon finding Kang Jin-ho, Jang Min prostrated himself on the floor, sobbing.

“Demon Lord! Demon Lord! *Sniff* I cannot contain my sorrow! I heard that after examining our child’s body, you went into seclusion to create a divine art. Just giving us what you have is already something to be grateful for, but how can you bestow such grace while harming your own body!”

“No, please get up…”

“Demon Lord! Demon Lord! How can we ever repay this great grace! Even if all the members of the Demonic Cult were to die a hundred times, we could not repay this deep, wide, and lofty… oh, what else was there…”

Kang Jin-ho covered his face.

Lee Hyun-soo comforted Kang Jin-ho.

“You’ll get used to it soon.”

“How can someone who hasn’t changed in 180 years change?”

The more he thought about reality, the more frustrated Kang Jin-ho became.

“Okay, I understand, so please sit down.”

“How can I…”

“Please.”

“Then I shall obey your command, Demon Lord.”

Once Jang Min was seated, Kang Jin-ho looked around at everyone.

Strangely, a sense of frustration washed over him.

As if sensing Kang Jin-ho’s feelings, Wiggins smiled and spoke.

“Lord, I think it’s time you told us what you’ve gained?”

Lee Hyun-soo got up from his seat and sat next to Wiggins. It seemed he was planning to translate. Kang Jin-ho, understanding his intention, began to speak in Chinese.

“It’s hard to say exactly what I’ve gained. To explain it in the words I used earlier, it’s more accurate to say I’ve obtained a group rather than created a martial art.”

“A group…”

Wiggins nodded with satisfaction.

It was good news.

If he had created a martial art to pass down to his subordinates, it would help strengthen the overall power of the Assembly, but it wouldn’t make Kang Jin-ho stronger. However, if he had obtained a new group that surpassed the current level, Kang Jin-ho would also become stronger.

‘But in such a short time?’

Wiggins even felt a little disheartened.

Kang Jin-ho, in his eyes, was an amazing person, but in some ways, he was a bit out of it.

However, when it came to martial arts, Kang Jin-ho was someone whose limits were unknown.

Creating a new group in just five days?

If anyone at the Round Table heard this, they would only respond with ridicule.

But right now, the person who had done it was in front of him.

“How do you plan to apply it?”

“I’ve reassembled the Mara Blood Flame Energy for now.”

“Ma, Mara Blood Flame Energy!”

Jang Min’s eyes widened as much as they could.

“Are you planning to pass down that martial art to the children, Demon Lord?”

“Is there any reason why I shouldn’t?”

“Th-that…”

Jang Min’s hands trembled.

The others wouldn’t know why Jang Min was so surprised. If they weren’t a demon, or if they weren’t as well-versed in the history of the Demonic Cult as Jang Min, they wouldn’t have even heard of that martial art.

“That, that precious thing… you’re just going to give it to the children?”

“Precious?”

Kang Jin-ho tilted his head.

Why is he saying it’s precious?

“Isn’t that a unique martial art that the Demon Lord only passes down to his true followers? But how can you give such a precious martial art to the children…”

“Oh, um…”

Is that how it’s being passed down?

What he said was true. The Mara Blood Flame Energy was a martial art practiced by the Mara Flames, and those Mara Flames were people who followed Kang Jin-ho with their lives on the line. And it was also true that the Mara Blood Flame Energy was a unique martial art that Kang Jin-ho had created in his own style by combining previous demonic arts.

But it wasn’t that precious. The reason why only the Mara Flames had mastered the Mara Blood Flame Energy was not because Kang Jin-ho hadn’t passed it down to other demons. At the time, there were plenty of good demonic arts, and there was no reason to risk learning a new, unproven martial art.

Later, it was somewhat verified, but it was a martial art that pursued extreme strength, so it was considered unstable, and no one other than the Mara Flames touched it.

But this is….

“That legendary demonic art…”

‘That’s not it.’

Of course, Kang Jin-ho was confident in the power of the Mara Blood Flame Energy, but it wasn’t something that could be called a legendary demonic art. The situation was becoming seriously awkward.

“Any, anyway.”

Kang Jin-ho subtly turned his head, watching Jang Min, who was so moved that he was about to cry again.

“Has its stability been guaranteed? Demonic arts are ultimately martial arts that cannot avoid risks, right?”

“I focused on it, but I can’t guarantee it. There will definitely be side effects.”

In the end, Kang Jin-ho was still Kang Jin-ho.

There were ways to increase stability and reduce power, but while he started that way, the end was different.

The power had increased, and the stability had improved a little… just a little.

Due to Kang Jin-ho’s tendency to pursue extreme power and attacks, he couldn’t create a martial art that was only stable.

“But the power is certain.”

Kang Jin-ho grinned, and Lee Hyun-soo sighed deeply.

Lee Hyun-soo knew very well what that meant.

“Master.”

“Hmm?”

“Can you turn the world upside down?”

“Turn the world upside down?”

“I’m asking if you can conquer the Central Plains. Can you face the hidden Hongwang Realm [a powerful, mysterious realm] ? The other three kings?”

Bator’s voice was more serious than ever.

He couldn’t ask anyone else this. He knew himself how absurd and ridiculous the words were.

But if it was Kang Jin-ho.

If the person hearing this question was Kang Jin-ho… it felt like the answer he had been hoping for would come.

Kang Jin-ho opened his mouth.

“The word ‘conquer’ is strange.”

“That is originally mine. I’m just going to get it back.”

Bator grinned, showing his teeth.

Kang Jin-ho didn’t make empty promises.

“Let’s begin, Master. I’ve waited too long.”

A strange heat began to surge.

Everyone sensed it.

That this was the moment.

If the world were to be turned upside down in the future, if the current order were to collapse and a new world centered around the Assembly were to open, that beginning would be right now.

Kang Jin-ho, who had been wandering, had taken the lead.

Now, they just had to follow that back.

“Jang Min.”

“Yes!”

“Gather the elders.”

“Understood!”

Kang Jin-ho’s head turned towards Bator.

“How are the Mara Flames?”

“I’ve made them very soft.”

“Good. Gather them.”

“As you command.”

Bator rose his massive body.

“Lee Hyun-soo.”

“Yes!”

“Bring Bang Jin-hoon.”

“I’ll go right now.”

Kang Jin-ho’s gaze met Wiggins’.

“Is there anything I can do to help you?”

“No, Lord. It’s the other way around. Please tell me what I need to do to help you. I will only follow you.”

Kang Jin-ho curled up the corners of his mouth.

“I have something in mind. Let’s see if it fits.”

Wiggins’ body trembled slightly.

Kang Jin-ho got up from his seat and said quietly.

“From now on, it’s going to be really hectic. Follow me with your lives on the line.”

Each of their answers were filled with vigor. Kang Jin-ho looked at the scene and raised the corners of his mouth.

‘Let’s begin.’

He would change everything, everything.