Return of Mount Hua Sect

Chapter 531

Don't bow your head. (2)

An ice-cold gaze was focused on the empty space where the magistrate's rain should be.

The bishop's gaze shifted to the box he was holding, looking at the darkly dead shoulder.

“Bishop.”

The magistrate looked at the bishop with a determined face and opened his mouth.

“We could not keep the order to retrieve the ice crystals taken by the Jungwon people, but fortunately, we found and recovered the ice crystals hidden by Seol Cheon-sang.”

The bishop's eyebrows twitched.

He seemed to be thinking about something without saying a word, but after a while, he slowly opened his mouth.

“Losing half of the clergy.”

“… … .”

“You came back with just one breath.”

“… … sorry."

The bishop, who looked at the magistrate who bowed his head, nodded slowly.

"great."

At the unexpected words, the magistrate raised his head and looked at the bishop.

“It must have been something unexpected, but you did your job nonetheless. You were so wonderful.”

He immediately began to tremble. And he closed his eyes tightly as if engulfed in passion.

It felt like everything was rewarded by the bishop's one word.

“Give me some ice crystals.”

“… … .”

However, even though the name was dropped, the magistrate didn't even move, holding the ice crystal box in his arms. He only looked at the bishop with a determined look.

At this, the bishop frowned slightly.

“What did you do?”

“Bishop.”

The magistrate slowly lowered his head. It was the most desperate move.

“Please do not turn away from the small request of the person who risked his life to save the ice crystal.”

“… … .”

The bishop's face contorted when he recognized the request. After staring at the magistrate for a long time with distasteful eyes, he slowly opened his mouth.

“Do you not know that nothing can take precedence over his resurrection?”

It was a voice full of eerie life. He was full of willpower that if he didn't like the content of the answer, he would kill him at once.

One Magistrate took that momentum calmly with his whole body.

“That work can only be accomplished with the presence of the Bishop.”

“… … .”

“Cheonma Second Coming Manma blessings. Bishop, please do not turn away from the small requests of those who have followed that will.”

The bishop, who looked down at the magistrate with disapproving eyes, finally let out a low sigh.

“Because you are such a fool.”

He unlocked his front door.

The magistrate looked up at his chest, completely undressed, and bit his lips.

Slightly bluish, rather than clear, ice with a magical energy covered the entire area from the left chest to the right side.

It was a strange sight that no one can help but surprise.

“Give me it.”

"Yes."

The magician took out two ice crystals from the box and politely held them out. However, the bishop picked up only one of the ice crystals and brought it to the block of ice in his chest.

blatantly!

The ice crystal dug into the ice. At the same time, the white ice began to take on a more and more blue color.

“Ummm.”

A low moan came out of the bishop's mouth, perhaps because of pain or chills. On the contrary, his pale complexion gradually began to turn blood.

“Have you been?”

At the bishop's question, the magistrate grabbed the remaining ice crystals in his hand.

The regret in his eyes did not completely disappear, but he knew better than anyone that he had to step back from this level.

He knelt down, put the ice crystal he was holding back in, and politely handed the box.

“Here it is.”

The bishop's fingertips trembled slightly as he accepted this.

Passion flared in his eyes as he saw the ice crystals.

'finally… … .'

His hand gripped the box tightly.

Finally, the final conditions for the resurrection ceremony were met. Soon, the world will witness the resurrection of the heavenly devil with its own two eyes.

But… … .

The bishop, who seemed to be running to the ceremony at any moment, stood there as if he had taken root and looked at the magistrate.

“Bishop.”

The magistrate smiled with a pale face and said in a weak voice.

“Cheonma Second Coming Manma blessings. The resurrection of the heavenly demons is the longing and mission of all believers.”

“… … .”

“However, please do not forget that any longing has meaning when the Bishop is well.”

“It’s like an ungodly person… … .”

Despite the angry rebuke, the magistrate smiled again.

"cloth… mind… … Second Coming. Manma... … .”

His head lowered slowly.

"Please… … Achieve a grand... … city… … .”

drop.

And then all movement stopped completely. The bishop looked at him, who had stopped breathing, and slowly closed his eyes.

It was a great thing to have endured until now with a body that had been dragged along until the birthright. He brought a body that should have died immediately with the sole will of meeting him and delivering the ice crystals.

“You were wonderful.”

The bishop mumbled softly and waved his hand in the air.

Then, white flames rose from the body of the magistrate who died sitting still. The fire, which began to burn fiercely, quickly engulfed the magistrate's body.

The bishop, who looked at it for a moment, turned and walked to the depths of the bloodstream.

'… … It looks like the crowds in the midfield are stronger than you think.'

It was only after that magistrate dragged him to the birthplace that he was able to return with only his own life.

It was absolutely impossible with those gangsters in Binggung.

'The midfield.'

The bishop involuntarily grabbed the ice that covered his chest.

His face contorted like a demon.

'Those wicked midfielders... … .'

If it wasn't for this wound, I would have left this place right away and killed all those unbelievers who polluted the sacred land where the heavenly demon will return.

The scars left by the terrible war that robbed him of everything in his religion kept him from escaping from the coldest lands of the North Sea.

throb.

The wound was terribly sore.

The bishop's face, who bit his lip, was filled with irresistible resentment and anger.

When I closed my eyes, I vividly recalled the figure of the demon-like man that was still slashing into the angel's chest.

'I should have died there.'

He didn't die there, so he didn't see the demon's sword reaching the heavenly demon.

Even after more than a hundred years had passed, the scene was engraved in his mind like a fireman and still drove him into vivid suffering.

But… … .

“The nightmare is over.”

The bishop took a decisive step and soon reached the deepest part of the cave. A huge cavity and a huge Asura figure hanging there caught my eye.

An indescribable joy filled the bishop's face as he grabbed the ice crystal.

“Cheonma Second Coming Happy Birthday!”

Soon the world will know.

What is true fear?

* * *

“Here you are! I brought all the remaining snow ice from Binggung.”

“Eat one. This is good medicine. Oh, do you have one left for me?”

“You can apply this to the wound! This is the best golden potion you can get at Binggung!”

"Five. Does this smell good? It's classy, it's classy!"

“Before you depart, think of it as my home and rest in peace! I will prepare the best meal for you.”

“But do you have any more drinks?”

Baek Cheon smiled warmly as he watched Seol So-baek put chuimsae at the end of every word.

“Cheongmyung.”

"Yes?"

“… … Aren't we in a hurry?"

“Not in a hurry.”

“… … You don't look in a hurry at all, do you?"

"no way. How do you say that? How urgent am I now? Are you feeling sick to your stomach?”

“That’s because you drink strong alcohol like water, you bastard!”

When Baek Cheon tried to run at Cheongmyeong with a bubble, Yoon Jong and Jo Gul naturally grabbed his arms and stopped him.

“Ugh, Sasuk. Please calm down. Not once or twice! How do you always do this?”

“So that’s what you are doing! therefore! How many times am I saying this!”

“Are you seeing the palace, too?”

“Turn it off.”

palace?

That's more of a problem!

Baekcheon looked at Seol So-baek with a gaze that he could not understand at all.

Last night, after Baekcheon expressed his intention to join the subjugation of magic, Seol Sobaek was clinging to Qingming as if he had become a disciple of the volcano.

okay. Let's say it's good up to there. Because it might be.

By the way… … .

“Do you have any more drinks?”

“I am bringing it now!”

“Big. They make good drinks. Is it because they live in a cold place? A very hot drink, it melts in your mouth... … .”

“Hey, you rotten bastard!”

“Kuweek!”

Baek Cheon, who could not hear it, grabbed Jo-Geol and threw it at Cheong-Myeong. However, Cheong-myeong easily avoided Jo-geol by twisting her body.

thud!

The jogger hung on the wall fell down.

Seeing this, Qingming clicked his tongue.

“Why are you throwing a child? If I'm wrong, tell me. If you insist on violence, you can’t do it, Sasuk.”

“B… … . Sah, it hurts... … .”

“Calm down, Sasuk. Then it hurts.”

“… … Stop drinking, man!”

Seeing the dormitory becoming increasingly messy, Seol So-baek was constantly sweating.

I couldn't believe the fact that the people in front of me were the same person as those who were pushing the magician.

'Aren't all volcanoes like this?'

It was Seol Sobaek, who was cherishing vain hopes.

“Amitabha. Lord of the hundred thousand, please calm down a little.”

“… … monk."

Hyeyeon, who had been silent, opened her mouth with a warm smile.

“I fully understand that you are in a hurry, but this is something that can only be resolved if we are in a hurry. It will take a full day to heal the wounded and reorganize the remnant to prepare them to fight the demon.”

Baek Cheon sighs deeply with a cramped heart.

“I know that well, but… … .”

I was in a hurry. No, I couldn't express it in words that my heart was urgent.

Heaven's Resurrection.

Who doesn't know the weight of those words?

But when I heard it a few days ago, the level of weight was different now. There were two reasons.

First, the moment I realized how strong and insane these demons are, I started to realize how terrible the existence of a heavenly demon they worship like a god would be.

And secondly... … .

'If those guys are plotting the name of the Heavenly Demon, it's absolutely not a vain thing or a bluff.'

the dead come back alive

At first, I couldn't help but wonder if that would be possible.

But now I was sure. Seeing them go crazy, it was clear that something had to be found.

But how can you be calm and calm?

“If time goes by, it may become really irreversible! Aren't you supposed to hurry up?"

When Baekcheon asked with a serious expression on his face, Cheongmyeong put down the bottle he was holding and shrugged.

“You must hurry.”

"okay!"

“But that is not up to us.”

“… … Yes?"

Cheongmyung slowly turned his head to look at Seol Sobaek.

“It took this much sacrifice to catch a magistrate and defeat a few demon cults. But is there a bishop there?”

“… … .”

“Of course, he may not be a proper bishop, but his position as a bishop in the magic school has no meaning. No one can even claim the name of a bishop. maybe… … There will be no other monsters.”

A heavy silence lingered among the volcano disciples. They held their breath as they looked at the blue sky.

Has Qingming ever valued a particular person so highly? Isn't that the Cheong-Myeong who looked down on most of the world's beings?

Even the chief of Shaolin did not receive such an evaluation from Qingming.

“If you prepare poorly and hit it, you will be completely wiped out. So, calm down, Sasuk. The more urgent it is, the colder you have to be.”

The strength slowly faded from Baekcheon's shoulders.

Chongmyeong smiled and threw the snow ice packs brought by Seol Sobaek at the volcano disciples one by one.

“Eat and good luck. When I open my eyes, I will have to fight again.”

“… … okay."

Controlling their urgency, they put the snow bingdan that Qingmyeong gave them into their mouths and cross-legged them on the spot. As soon as Hyeyeon entered fortune, the room became quiet in an instant.

Qingming looked at them silently.

when did you get so big Those little chicks have now grown enough to lead other clans.

'Is this the 'proud', what is it?'

Cheongmyung scratched the back of his head and said looking at Seol Sobaek.

“You too, get some sleep.”

"I am okay."

“I know that I haven’t slept since yesterday. Now that we have to fight again, don't be stubborn and go to sleep. Taking care of the body is also a virtue of the leader.”

“… … Yes."

Seol So-baek did not hesitate again and took a seat in the corner. And before I could breathe out a few times, I fell asleep in an instant.

Listening to Seol So-baek's soft breathing, Cheong-myeong looked at everyone with sad eyes.

Thinking that the descendants are suffering because of the things that their predecessors couldn't solve properly, it felt like they were digging with a knife because they were upset.

'If I had been a little bit stronger, this wouldn't have happened.'

After eating snow ice, my strength got a little stronger. However, he still could not fully assimilate the senses of the past with the body of the present.

Had it not been for that sense of incongruity, there would have been no loss of the magistrate.

'You have to be stronger.'

We must restore our original inertness as soon as possible. So that no one gets hurt and no one gets hurt.

'resurrection?'

not even funny.

Cheongmyung clenched his fists and sharpened his teeth.

'I'll put an end to you so that you don't say that again.'

And on the spot, I closed my eyes a little.

It didn't even take fortune to manage such an internal wound.

How much time has passed?

smart.

The sound of a knock on the door opened his eyes slowly.