Descent of The Demon Master [EN]: Chapter 880

‘Is he really a madman?’

Nakata Yuji was caught in a dilemma.

Kang Jin-ho was definitely not stupid or thoughtless. There was no way such a man could have unified the Assembly and escaped from the hands of the Red King. Wasn’t Kang Jin-ho the very person who had emerged unscathed from the trap he himself had set?

But what was the Kang Jin-ho before him now?

The image of Kang Jin-ho that he had formed through his actions, achievements, and information was completely different from the Kang Jin-ho before his eyes.

The Kang Jin-ho that he had seen and experienced firsthand was foolish, reckless, and without a plan.

Threats?

Who was threatening whom?

That guy was threatening them?

“Ha…”

A sigh escaped Nakata Yuji’s lips. It was beyond laughter at this point.

The ones who shouldn’t be crazy were acting crazy.

And all of them together.

If only Kang Jin-ho was doing this, it could be understood. Martial artists were always at risk of qi deviation [a condition where the flow of internal energy is disrupted, often leading to mental instability]. It was common for martial artists to go mad trying to reach higher levels.

But it was unlikely that all four of them had suffered qi deviation at the same time.

‘Did they all eat something wrong?’ It was an absurd suspicion, but at this moment, it was a reasonable one.

Because otherwise, it was impossible to explain.

“So…”

Nakata Yuji forced his mouth open.

“If you want to live, jump into the sea?”

Kang Jin-ho didn’t particularly respond.

Nakata Yuji, wondering if he had misunderstood due to his poor Korean, turned to Lee Seong-hui with a questioning look.

Then, Lee Seong-hui spoke with a stiff face.

“I told you.”

“I told you that you would see a madman beyond your imagination.”

“Huh…”

So, what Nakata Yuji had heard was correct.

Nakata Yuji gave up on trying to understand Kang Jin-ho any further. Conversation was something that happened between people. The world called those who couldn’t converse madmen.

Trying to talk to a madman was just a waste of time.

Nakata Yuji said with a bitter smile.

“I don’t know what you’re thinking, but I don’t need to know. Kang Jin-ho, you will die here today…”

“You don’t understand what I’m saying.”

Kang Jin-ho interrupted Nakata Yuji.

“I don’t care what you think. I don’t want to explain it either. All you have to do is simple. Just tell everyone what I said.”

“I don’t let those who oppose me live. But this is a bit ambiguous. If you guys came to target Korea, is that opposition to me or not?”

What was he talking about?

“Because it’s ambiguous, I decided to give you a chance. So, just tell them.”

He was getting annoyed now.

‘How can such a guy…’

Kang Jin-ho was a legend in the East Asian martial world.

That was an undeniable fact. Not just in East Asia, but all over the world. Anyone with a certain level of power and a view of the world would have heard the name Kang Jin-ho.

A man who had firmly established his territory between the absolute powers of the martial world, China and Japan, a man who had accomplished what everyone thought was impossible with such ease.

And even a man who had fought the Red King and returned alive.

As much as the Red King’s status in the martial world was immense, Kang Jin-ho’s status had also risen exponentially. The rumor that the Red King faction and the Assembly had unofficially made an agreement was the icing on the cake.

Now, no one could ignore Kang Jin-ho.

Those who had once treated Kang Jin-ho as just a lucky guy who had swallowed up a barren land could no longer dare to put their names before Kang Jin-ho’s.

That was who he was.

Kang Jin-ho was exactly that kind of person.

But why was such a man doing such crazy things?

‘No.’

It felt like the secret was being revealed in reverse.

There was no way a normal martial artist could achieve such feats. It wasn’t just about being strong. Kang Jin-ho’s achievements were also influenced by the countless insane things he had done.

When insane actions turned out well, people called it unconventional.

Being unconventional had two sides. When things went well, it led to radical progress, but when things didn’t go well, it collapsed the system.

Until now, it had been the former, and now it was the latter.

Nakata Yuji, having finished his analysis of Kang Jin-ho, turned his head back.

“I don’t know if you all know… but I’ll do as he says.”

“Because that will be the flower I offer to your end.”

“This gentleman is Kang Jin-ho, the head of the Korean Martial Arts Assembly.”

Everyone’s eyes widened.

Even those who had been watching the situation unfold were gaping.

Kang Jin-ho.

A name they had heard so much that their ears were sore since they boarded this ship. The purpose of this expedition was not to completely conquer Korea. It was to destroy the Assembly and kill Kang Jin-ho.

It would take more people and time to take control of Korea.

But that target was right in front of them now.

Right here.

“Isn’t he crazy?”

“I’m speechless.”

Rather than joy, bewilderment washed over them.

And then, Nakata Yuji’s words were the final blow.

“And this gentleman is mercifully saying that he won’t kill you if you jump into the sea. You should all be grateful.”

Laughter erupted.

Everyone was looking at Kang Jin-ho with dumbfounded expressions.

“Is he really crazy?”

“Do Koreans live with a bullet in their heads?”

Laughter burst out, and the place became noisy. But no one tried to control them.

Because they didn’t feel that the situation was that serious. In their eyes, there was only one thing that would happen.

Kang Jin-ho would either die or run away and jump into the sea.

Either way, it wasn’t a bad result for them. It would be much better to kill him on the ship, though.

Nakata Yuji turned his head.

“I have delivered your message as you commanded, Assembly Head.”

Kang Jin-ho smiled.

“Are you the one in charge?”

“I am humble, but I am in that role.”

“Just one question.”

“Yes?”

“Is there a man named Nobuo here?”

Nakata Yuji’s face contorted. To look for that name in this situation.

Was he an excessive romantic?

“He is well taken care of. He is still alive. But I don’t think you will get to meet him, Assembly Head?”

“Where is he?”

Nakata Yuji laughed.

He couldn’t maintain his seriousness anymore.

“Why do you need to know…”

“Ha, that bastard. He talks too much.”

Bang Jin-hoon interjected.

“Hey, you bastard! You Jap bastard, you don’t know your place! If the Assembly Head asks you something, just shut up and answer, you moron.”

Bang Jin-hoon was proving that Kang Jin-ho wasn’t the only crazy one. Nakata Yuji, no longer wanting to talk to them, pointed to the back.

“He’s locked up in a cabin on the first basement floor, so if you want to see him, go through them yourself.”

“Is that so?”

Kang Jin-ho nodded. Then he opened his mouth.

“Then I guess we can start now.”

“What’s with all the talking when the result is obvious anyway? They can’t even understand.”

Bator grumbled. Wiggins nodded in agreement.

“These guys, when you look at them, they’re really extreme. Or, have they become extreme?”

Bang Jin-hoon grumbled, but still came and stood next to Kang Jin-ho.

‘Are they really going to do it, these madmen?’

Just the four of them?

There were over a thousand martial artists here.

“If you surrender, I’ll kill you peacefully…”

At that moment, Nakata Yuji felt a force grabbing him. He instinctively tried to counterattack, but then he realized there was no killing intent and relaxed.

Lee Seong-hui had snatched him and was pulling him back.

“What, what are you doing?”

Lee Seong-hui growled.

“You can’t die here.”

“Die?”

What nonsense was this?

“See the situation clearly with your own eyes. And command properly. If you don’t want to be annihilated.”

Annihilated?

Did he just say annihilated?

He was so dumbfounded that he wanted to lash out, but he couldn’t.

Lee Seong-hui’s voice was too serious.

And there was fear in that voice.

Fear? Lee Seong-hui?

Nakata Yuji looked down on Lee Seong-hui, but he admitted one thing. This guy had sold his sense of fear somewhere.

Wasn’t Lee Seong-hui the one who always grinned and mocked Nakata Yuji in front of him, even though he had nothing? But that Lee Seong-hui?

Nakata Yuji’s eyes were fixed on Kang Jin-ho.

‘What the hell is going on?’

At that moment, Kang Jin-ho reached out to the side.

Whoooom.

The space rippled as if it was water, and from within that space, two long swords were drawn.

He was really going to fight.

Crack.

Kang Jin-ho cracked his neck once to the left and once to the right, and then walked forward as if it was nothing.

And behind him, three people followed.

They weren’t going to a fierce battle.

They walked with light steps, as if they were going for a stroll.

“They’re coming?”

“…I’m really going crazy.”

Nakata Yuji wasn’t the only one who couldn’t accept this absurd situation. Most of the martial artists on the deck were looking at Kang Jin-ho with dumbfounded eyes.

If they wanted to die, they could just jump into the sea. Or they could stab themselves with their swords. There was no need to commit suicide in such a creative and unique way.

The one who had been at the front to meet Kang Jin-ho stepped back slightly.

If it was anyone else here, they could turn Kang Jin-ho into a pulp in an instant, but facing Kang Jin-ho alone was a bit of a burden.

“Let’s take that bastard down together…”

That was the moment.

‘Huh?’

He couldn’t speak.

But it was strange.

He hadn’t been attacked, nor had he been overwhelmed by the aura. But why couldn’t his mouth move all of a sudden?

His eyes rolled back.

Nothing had changed.

If he had to find something that had changed, it was that the tips of the long swords that Kang Jin-ho was holding were slightly stained red.

Yes.

Red like blood.

‘Blood?’

Why had the sword suddenly turned red?

That was the last thought he had.

Fwoooosh!

With a violent sound like water gushing out, dozens of heads simultaneously soared into the air.

And that was followed by a fountain of blood.

The fountain of blood gushing from the severed necks instantly adorned the sky.

Swoooosh!

The sound of blood gushing out dyed the quiet deck.

Silence.

A low silence filled the deck. No one could open their mouths, and no one could move.

“I don’t know if you can understand, but I’ll say it again.”

Kang Jin-ho said, lowering his sword.

“Everyone on this ship will die.”

“Starting now.”

Kang Jin-ho, covered in the sprayed blood, smiled, revealing his white teeth.

Those who watched the scene all had the same intuition.

That something was going terribly wrong.

The moon slowly hid its face behind the clouds. As if it didn’t want to see the gruesome slaughter that was about to unfold.