Moon-Shadow Sword Emperor

Chapter 133

Episode 133:

A sealed underground stone chamber.

The enemy man, the Iron Blood Demon, laid down the report brought by his subordinate on the table and sighed heavily.

‘The appearance of an unknown expert.’

I already have a lot of things to worry about, but I have one more thing to worry about.

The conversation I had with the vampire the previous day flashed through my mind.

[Master of flower scenery? Are you saying that someone with that level of skill suddenly appeared on the black market?]

[That’s right.]

Although he was a bloodthirsty madman, he was an absolute expert who occupied the top spot in the eight great demon armies even though he was rotten.

If he had judged the other person’s state to be a state of peace, it would have been undoubtedly true.

The problem was that the identity of the target could not be guessed.

[At this point, the Blue Blood Demon Lord could not have visited the black market in person... Did he have a bow in his possession?] [Do you

suspect that the identity of the masked person is Changmyeonggung?] [

That’s right. ]

[It’s probably not Changmyeong Palace.]

[How can you be sure?]

[Because there’s no way an old man like Changmyeong Palace could smell that delicious.]

[......?]

[I was covering my face with a mask, but my sense of smell was gone. You can’t fool him.]

Training in magical arts produces various side effects.

The most common side effect was that it became difficult to control desires.

It was a fact that no martial artist knew that in the process of practicing magic, basic human desires such as the desire to sleep, appetite, sexual desire, destruction, and the desire to dominate are amplified.

The side effects could be alleviated to some extent by taking magic pills and achieving reverse blood retardation, but even that was not perfect.

Because of this, the inner circle of the Demonic Cult was filled with wild beasts that could not control their desires and ran wild.

‘Well, I’m not in a position to tell others.’

Among the numerous demons, the symptoms suffered by the vampire demon were special.

A strange obsession with the act of vampirism.

To him, human blood seemed to taste more delicious than any other food in the world.

Should I say that it is an ability created by a pathological obsession?

He had the ability to guess a person’s approximate age and health just by smell.

His sense of smell, which made him question whether he was human, was famous among the demonic cultists.

Such a vampire asserted that Masked Man and Changmyeonggung were not the same person.

That’s why I had doubts.

Who on earth is the masked person?

[This guy had blood that was so clear and clean that it made your mouth water.]

[As I said before, it is none of my business what the devil’s tastes are.] [Be sure to

capture him and bring him to me.]

[Please don’t make unreasonable demands. . We haven’t even figured out the other person’s identity yet.]

[If we can’t catch him alive, I’d like you to at least bring him a corpse.] [Did you

listen to me?]

Even now, I couldn’t forget the disgusting expression the vampire demon made at that time. .

‘The old man looked like that, so the masked person must be quite young. Maybe he’s younger than me.’

A furrow was carved between the enemy man’s eyebrows.

Master of Hwagyeong is not even the name of someone’s dog.

I couldn’t understand where it was coming out of nowhere like this.

‘Is this person related to the Heavenly Dragon?’

The head of the Sichuan branch who set foot in Gwiju with Chang Myung-gung.

Perhaps there is some kind of contact between him and the masked person?

Doubts continued one after another.

‘There is no possibility that the Masked Man and the Heavenly Dragon are the same person...there is no way. However, it is too much of a leap to say that a young man with a short life is an expert in flower painting.’

The Iron Blood Demon, who had been pondering for a while while rubbing his chin, shook his head to shake off his thoughts.

Nothing was certain.

As there was a lack of information, we had to be prepared and keep all possibilities open.

‘What is important is not the identity of the masked man, but his purpose.’

If you just happened to visit the black market and come across a bloodsucking demon, there would be no problem.

‘What if that’s not the case?’

What if he knew of the existence of artificial relics and infiltrated the black market for surveillance purposes?

‘We must capture it and find out its purpose and background.’

Bangcheoksam ignored Hyeokjeokdo, who was bending his knees as if he was going to attack him at any moment, and fired an arrow again.

The blood red sword grinded its teeth together making a ‘popping’ sound.

‘With this, we will be able to restrain the movements of the Blue Blood Demon Lord for a while.’

It was an obvious method, but it was definitely effective.

Blood Red Island could not leave the spot to protect his subordinates.

The standoff would remain until Bangcheoksam used up all his arrows.

Wow!

The warriors of Hwigajang let out a roar.

The emergence of an unexpected variable greatly increased the momentum of the Baekdo Martial Arts Alliance.

Namgung Baek, who was encouraging his subordinates at the front of the camp, breathed a sigh of relief.

I jumped down the watchtower and muttered to myself.

‘This fight is hopeless anyway.’

Even if Bangcheoksam and I joined, the situation wouldn’t turn around.

The Cheonghyeoldo sect was not just another sect of the Heukdo sect.

It was a large martial power that had reigned as the ruler of a region for a long time.

‘It is not a gap that can be overturned as only two experts participated in the war. Because I have to hide my skills...’

Things got complicated because I ran into a vampire demon on the black market.

By now, the Iron Blood Demon Army must have been running east and west to determine the identity of the masked person who appeared in the black market.

What if I show strength in this fight?

In the worst case, a vampire could invade the guesthouse where I and my party were staying.

‘The goal is to save lives. ‘We are biding our time so that as many people as possible can get out of here alive.’

My eyes lit up when I spotted an old man running in a straight line toward the watchtower.

He was one of the three old men called Gwijusamjeol.

“this guy! “Get out of the way!”

The sword stretched out in a straight line collided with the sword filled with brain energy, causing an explosion of noise.

Wow!

A huge wave of air swept across the area.

The warriors caught up in the aftermath hesitated and took a step back.

Those with poor internal strength fell to the ground and vomited blood.

“You’re not an ordinary guy!”

The old man with narrowed eyes stretched out his right hand holding the sword with a powerful combination of energy.

I dodged it by just taking a step to the side, and then I immediately got into the gap between the opponent and threw a punch.

Absolutely! Quick!

A shimmering energy formed on my tightly clenched left hand, and brain energy was overlaid on its surface.

“No way!”

The old man strikes back with his left hand as if he had been waiting.

Whoops!

The moment Noe-kwon and Il-jang collided, the old man’s new form bounced backwards like an arrow leaving a protest.

“Kaaak!”

Fresh blood spurted from the old man’s mouth, staining the air red.

Even if I couldn’t use strength, I was strong enough.

I don’t know if two or more people attacked at once, but each individual Guizhou Samjeol could not be my opponent.

“You’re the youngest!”

“this guy! How dare the youngest!”

The eldest and second members of the Gwiju Samjeol, who arrived late, supported the fallen third.

I swung my sword towards the ground as if to provoke them.

Quadddddd!

A ray of swordsmanship erupted from the point of the sword and roughly skimmed through the mask.

“From now on, anyone who crosses this line will be cut down.”

* * *

The veil eventually fell into the hands of the Cheonghyeoldomun.

The Baekdo Martial Alliance, which retreated after swallowing up the anger, established a new defense line in the Seon clan family.

Looking at the result alone, it was a perfect victory for the Cheonghyeoldomun.

‘but... ... .’

I relaxed my sore throat and looked around.

Even though the battle was lost, there was a ray of hope on people’s faces.

Unlike before, Cheonghyeoldomun also suffered considerable damage in this battle.

One of the three famous masters of Gwijusamjeol was seriously injured and was transported to the rear, and Cheonghyeoldomunju also suffered some internal injuries due to Bangcheoksam’s persistent check.

‘This might buy us a little time.’