Murim Login Chapter 1114

Episode 1113

Nothing can be gained without sacrifice.

In an age of barbarism where law and humanity have been abandoned, this is especially true for those who seek victory through the most horrific means of violence, such as war.

But even if you know the cruel reality, there are some things you can never get used to.

For example, when you realize the absence of someone you were talking to and laughing with just a short while ago.

“… … “Yes, that is what happened in the end.”

Jin Tae-kyung, who heard what happened immediately after losing consciousness, quietly closed his eyes with a thought that was like talking to himself.

And at the same time, a thought occurred to me.

Although it wasn’t a long time, the countless eyes that looked at me with eyes full of trust.

Along with that, the blunt face and voice of someone I had become accustomed to.

‘It doesn’t matter who you are. The Jinui Commission only follows the orders of His Majesty the Emperor. If you go against the Emperor’s orders and block the way ahead, I will kill you.’

‘Maybe it’s because he’s a martial arts person without a sword, but he’s extremely rude.’

‘Thank you. For protecting us and the imperial family.’

The fleeting moments that pass by Asrai’s eyes and ears.

At the end of that memory, there was an image of someone who always moved forward without wavering.

‘Jeongho-gun, Cheonho of the Geumwiwi, I obey the command of Sangsanhu!’

Thinking of his voice, which she could never hear again, Jin Tae-kyung opened her eyes in silence and suppressed something that was raging deep in her heart.

The military officer, who was honest to the point of being stupid, was always calm and confident.

Although he lost consciousness before witnessing Jeong Ho-gun’s end, Jin Tae-kyung was certain that he must have done so.

Because he was that kind of person.

The same would have been true of the Geumwiwi members under his command who had been with him for the past three months, as well as the defenders of Seomun, who had risked their lives to fight.

They all fought to protect others and died fiercely.

And Jin Tae-kyung would forever remember the fact that thanks to the sacrifices of those people, many people, including himself, were able to survive.

There was also a person next to him who lowered his head and shed tears.

“… … I’m sorry, benefactor. “I wasn’t good enough.”

Watery eyes and a trembling voice.

Seeing Cheongpung blaming himself, Jin Tae-kyung opened his mouth in a calm tone.

“That’s right, it wasn’t enough. “The Qing small cooperatives and me too.”

“no. The benefactor did his best. If only I had been a little stronger… … .”

“Cheong small cooperative.”

“yes?”

“It would have been great if the blood lord, or rather the celestial lord, had never been born in the first place. is not it?”

“… … !”

“If, maybe, maybe…” … Erase those idiotic thoughts from your mind. “I feel sorry for the people who died, and even though I feel crazy resentment toward myself for surviving, I endure it.”

Crack.

Jin Tae-gyeong gritted his teeth without realizing it as he moved his body, which was leaning against the wall of the inner city, little by little.

Because of the terrible pain that seemed to be transmitted cell by cell.

And from the moment I regained consciousness, I had been suppressing it with all my might, but because of the anger and self-blame that continued to well up deep within my heart.

Sreuk.

The leg suddenly unravels like a doll whose thread has been cut.

Seeing Jin Tae-gyeong stumbling while barely holding on to the castle wall, Cheongpung hurriedly stretched out his hand and helped him up.

No, more accurately, I was trying to support him.

Even before the helping hand reached, Jin Tae-kyung shook his head resolutely.

“Ugh, benefactor.”

In Cheongpung’s shaking eyes, the image of Jin Tae-kyung forcing himself to stand up was reflected.

Before I knew it, beads of sweat were flowing down my forehead and my complexion was extremely pale.

But what appears on the outside is not everything.

Cheongpung, the person who had increased his strength by infusing his energy, knew better than anyone else that the inside of his body was more horribly damaged than he had thought.

Some of the tears he shed earlier were due to an ominous premonition that he would not be able to prevent Jin Tae-kyung’s death.

but.

chin.

Jin Tae-kyung never stopped. I didn’t give up.

I endured the pain with all my might, suppressed the countless emotions boiling like lava in a corner of my heart, held on to the wall, and stood up again.

slowly. At the same time, persistently.

And in that remoteness where one second felt like ten years, I squeezed out my voice.

“Think about why we survived, why they had to give up their lives to save us.”

That can’t be possible. It shouldn’t be like that.

If it falls apart like this, if you give up, everything will be in vain.

The sacrifices of those who sacrificed their lives to open the way for retreat.

The sacrifices of others who may be dying even at this very moment.

“Apologizing for the dead and procrastinating should be done only after you have finished everything you need to do.”

This wasn’t just about Cheongpung.

Jin Tae-kyung continued speaking steadily to everyone around him who hung their heads with faces tinged with desperation or defeat.

Their duties, which they had temporarily forgotten due to their already exhausted bodies and minds.

“Only that…” … “It is the best courtesy and mission we can do.”

Jerk.

The moment when Jin Tae-kyung finally took a step after spitting out the last word.

“… … !”

“… … !”

The air of caution pierced.

Invisible turbulence and heat rose as one.

One step.

I only took one step.

It was the shabby appearance of a young man with the appearance of a bloodthirsty man, and it would not be surprising if he collapsed right now.

But why?

My heart pounded just by watching.

The deep sense of defeat that had been dominating my entire body slowly disappeared, and something hot filled the empty space.

thud. thud. thud.

A sound that I don’t know who or where it started begins to spread like ripples in a quiet pond.

The sound of battles becoming more urgent outside the inner walls meant that death was approaching, but it didn’t matter.

At least for now.

Han Eun is with him, a shaman who goes through the Dosan Geomrim, a powerful king of a great nation, and, moreover, a citizen living in this vast world.

I was able to forget it for a moment.

I was able to recall something I had forgotten.

Kwaaaaang!

Even though the sound of the battle, which seemed to echo forever, stopped along with the roar that came from afar.

Doo doo doo doo!

Before I knew it, the vibrations erupted from the footsteps of countless enemies sweeping the main street and approaching the castle.

Cha cha cha chang!

Even though desperate screams flow everywhere along with the noise of strong steel.

Thump thump thump!

They stamped their feet with all their might, beat down their weapons, and lit up the embers of cheers that had not yet been extinguished.

Thinking of the countless people trembling and curled up deep inside.

Capturing the image of a person in eyes filled with heat.

“Remember everything.”

Staring at the silver-white spear blade that was slowly being lifted with the voice now becoming clearer.

“What are we alive for?”

Sreung.

That moment when the blade of a spear gave off a force like frost at the same time as a single word that seemed to be chewed.

Seaaaaaa.

Behind Jin Tae-kyung, who stood tall like an iron tower, a purple flash of light bloomed all around, illuminating the darkness with a light stronger than a torch.

And the corners of one person’s eyes, covered with the energy of the God’s work spreading like a sunset, were no longer wet.

His voice, too, sank deeper than ever.

“I will do it. certainly.”

The battle is not over yet.

* * *

Red. It was red.

At least the entire landscape that one person could see was completely covered in corpses and blood.

Suddenly!

How many lives disappear in one deep breath?

Some people have their necks sticking out, limbs flying off, or slowly dying from pain.

They were once Taoist monks waving white robes with an elegant appearance like immortals, government soldiers living off the country’s rust, and people as well as martial arts people, but now it was impossible to distinguish them properly.

Covered in blood from head to toe, I am just becoming part of this cruel hell painted on the main street of Seonyeong.

And at the same time as drawing the first line of this hell road, the person who would mark the final point was watching the massacre unfolding before his eyes.

‘They seem like foolish things.’

It was something he could never understand.

What on earth are they fighting for?

For an emperor who was qualified based solely on bloodline?

Or for the unfamiliar word ‘justice’ that does not even exist in form?

‘That’s funny.’

Most of them probably have never even seen the face of the emperor, and the justice that the martial arts people of the central plains lived and suffered for so long was, in the end, nothing more than something created within their walls.

But the Lord of Heaven was different.

A feeling of power and intimidation so strong that just being in one place makes my body tremble.

In a world where power is justice, what more suitable master could there be?

‘This faithful servant, I will make your wish come true.’

With a promise that I don’t know if it was for the universe or for himself, Hyeolju held out his new form.

Whoosh!

The next moment an eerie, low-pitched sound rang out.

Toad-duk-duk.

The front line of the defenders, who did not give up resistance and were blocking the main road leading towards the inner city, collapsed helplessly.

With a fountain of thick blood rising high above the hundred new figures who fell down like dolls with their strings cut.

Fuwaaaaak!

Drops of blood scattering everywhere.

A trembling voice came out from among the defenders who witnessed the incredible scene with their own eyes.

“Monster, monster… … .”

“Yeah, it looks like that to you.”

Hyeolju responded with a smile and stretched out his hand.

Fuuuuuuu!

A blood-red flash swells and explodes. A loud roar drowned out the screams, and torn bones and flesh flew out.

“But who will call me a monster after He has taken control of the world?”

This is a world where power becomes justice.

It won’t be long before the blood-crazed monster will be called a god given by heaven.

Although he was unable to take the life of a person who must disappear for that great cause.

“Open the way. “You insignificant rich moths.”

Suddenly! Puff poop!

For the current blood lord, it was all just a matter of time.

The inner city was already close enough to be seen, and as long as fierce battles continued on the three remaining walls, there was no one who could block their path.

‘Grandmaster, don’t interfere for at least four years. No matter what, I don’t want to kill Jongnyeon, whom he cherishes, with my own hands.’

It was the moment when Hyeolju was about to continue his slaughter with a cloud in his heart.

Shhh, bang!

A sharp and dazzling flash of light blocked the steps of the monster that seemed to never stop.

martial arts, fusion,