The Descent Of The Demon God
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Yongchun Group conference room, Jinan city.
When the executives learned that the prison was fake, they could not contain their anger.
Who would have imagined that the bailiff gave them the wrong information?
“We can't let Gods be executed!”
“We have to save him now!”
Huan Myung-oh spoke with an annoyed expression.
“... I understand the sentiment, but this is definitely a trap.”
It was clearly a trap set for the Sky Demon Order.
And most importantly, the execution was decided by the Council of State.
Place of government.
If they tried to save their God from such a place, the bad relationship with the government would be obvious.
“But you mean we will support execution as they want? He is a God! He is the head of the Order of the Sky Demon.”
Seohyun, the head of the internal inspection, who had a somewhat aggressive tendency, raised her voice.
And the answer was given by Hang Yu-rin.
“Quiet. You know that director Huan didn't mean that.”
“Haa..”
“If we save our God, everyone will believe that what happened in the past is our doing. If that happens, the deal with the Ministry of National Defense will be broken.”
What the enemy is aiming for is clear.
It was to force the government to cancel the deal.
They could ask the Ministry of National Defense to push hard, but if the Sect decided to enter and save their Gods, the ministry would receive a rebuke from the State Council.
“How dare they do such a trick!”
Chun Yu-jang is the most upset person.
He felt that it was a great disgrace for his father, and the Sect Master, to be executed by the enemy in such a cowardly manner.
“Is that everything?”
Chun Yeowun, who was listening to the conversation, spoke for the first time.
All eyes were on him.
“How about you?”
Chun Yeowun asks Bi Mak-heon who is next to her.
The man opened his mouth holding back his anger.
“... It is not just a matter of whether we can save or not.”
“What is it now?”
Huan Myung-oh asked.
“Their actual intentions may be located somewhere else.”
“Right intention?”
“Their goal is to get our Sect shown to the government and the public. And it's not hard to sway public opinion and make it look like we're storming the state council. But it's not easy either.”
“Haa..”
Hearing Bi Mak-heon's words, the executives sighed.
In the past, the blood of a spilled president was blamed on their Gods, and it happened because of their stupidity. Even if they did not save their God, the result would still be the same.
“Indeed, that's what they're headed for?”
The dilemma.
No matter what choice they made, the Sect would look bad.
“Is there no other way out?”
Bi Mak-heon shook his head at Chun Yu-jang's question.
“... I think we should choose the option that looks not too evil.”
“Haa..”
It means consciously getting into a trap.
If there was no choice but to enter the enemy trap, then it would be best to save the Gods at all costs.
“I'm sorry.”
With that, Bi Mak-heon had trouble finding a solution.
After the Murim Association managed to report the news of the execution through the news, they would now supervise the Yongchun Group and the Sky Demon Order.
Whether the cult will come to the State Council or not.
While everyone was shocked, Chun Yeowun spoke.
“Are you going to move according to the choice that the enemy gave us?”
“Sorry?”
All executives are confused. The number of enemies they faced was enormous. And they had no choice but to move as the enemy had shown them.
“But ancestor. There is no other way to take. To save the Gods without affecting the Sect in any way.”.
“If you try to find the answer in the framework they create, there will be no answer.”
“Then?”
With narrowed eyes, Chun Yeowun spoke to Chun Yu-jang and the other executives.
“Remember, when you are attacked by an enemy, it makes sense to strike back. Eye for eye, tooth for tooth.”
Execution day Chun Woo-jin, former chairman of the Black Sky Company.
The execution was carried out with blindfolds, a Chinese orthodox method.
Thanks to the title of mass murderer, all public attention is focused here.
2 Hours before the execution, inside the Judicial prison in the Judicial building.
On the roof of the prison, someone was smoking and talking on the phone.
“Ya yes. I've put it as you say. ”
The man was dressed like a prison bailiff as he spoke in a hoarse voice. The name on that badge is ‘Pan Jun-young’.
Looking at his rank, he seemed to be a representative of the prison.
no problem, right?
Modulated sound through speakers.
It was a suspicious voice, but Pan Jun-young replied normally.
“Most of them were given badges as people from the west side, so it doesn't matter what is planned.”
Being able to handle prisoners in jail meant that it didn't matter if anyone was killed.
“Then, when should I start?”
plan will be executed within 10 minutes prior to execution.
“Good.”
Click!
With that said, the phone was closed.
Pan Jun-young mutters while wrapping his smartphone to his wrist.
“Blood second after president. The only person still alive in prison is the deputy.”
Best case scenario for him. When that is done, he will be able to get a promotion.
30 Minutes before execution.
Many military men stood guard around the judiciary prison.
Journalists from various media organizations gathered to cover the news.
It is flashy enough to attract foreign media as well.
The topic of execution of the perpetrators of the assassination of the President of China and the Prime Minister of Russia and other senior officials of the country.
The execution room on the first basement floor of the prison.
An old man in a prison uniform and a red number was walking.
That old man is Chun Woo-jin.
He was the current Lord of the Sky Demon Order and the former chairman of the Black Sky company.
Step over! Step over!
The helpless step.
His eyes, which had been imprisoned for 27 years, were in a state of despair and despair.
Sir!
“Kuak!”
“Street straight! Prisoner 205!”
One of the prison guards kicked the man.
He used to be a confident man, but having experienced the same treatment for 27 years, he gave up.
“A little more.”
Chun Woo-jin also misses his death.
In a life of disgrace, he thought that it was better for him to die than to defend his life.
Chun Woo-jin stands in front of the firing squad.
The court clerk tied her up with a rope to keep her from moving.
“Mata ... You won't cover your eyes?”
Chun Woo-jin asks in a hoarse voice.
Even if he is on death row, people turn a blind eye to respecting human rights.
The bailiff kicked the man and said.
“Criminals like you can't have a wish. You deserve to die while enjoying the pain of death.”
He must now be in pain.
‘Haa..’
Chun Woo-jin sighed deeply.
He was not afraid of death, but he had no interest in arguing at the last moment.
Chun Woo-jin looks at the electric clock in the room.
17:48.
In 15 minutes, his life will be over.
So he quietly closed his eyes and started memorizing the sutras of the Heaven Demon Order.
‘I have no regrets in life or death because this one body was burned. Let the light shine in the path that I want to do, and the likes and sorrows will become dust. Troubled miserable living creatures.’
Although he brought disgrace to the Heaven Demon Order in his time, he only wanted to make sure that the new Sect Master would bring light again to the Sect.
There were people watching him through the glass door.
Even though they were dressed in the clothes of a bailiff, they were unusual for some reason.
And one of them said.
“You made a very cold decision. Devil Cult.”
“I know. I thought they would do senseless things to save their Master, but I guess they are not idiots. ”
“Health. It's not that we didn't predict this case.”
They were all prepared if the Sect were to appear here.
It was their order to exterminate every member of the Sect in the judicial prison.
“I thought I wouldn't be able to use it, but it turns out there is an opportunity here.”
They even learned martial arts from the Demon Sect.
From here, it was their duty to leave behind the traces of the Demon Sect in that place.
And the time shows at 17:50.
“Should we start now?”
Shhh!
They took out masks from their pockets and put them on.
One of the masked men touched the earpiece and spoke.
“It's time.”
-Click! Roger!
Crying out!
As soon as the answer came, all the CCTVs in the room turned on the red light and went out.
Not just CCTV in prisons, but everywhere around prisons.
That's not to leave evidence.
“Let's start, huh?”
They opened the glass doors and entered the shooting range.
Click!
The court officers who were inside could not hide their shock when the masked man entered.
“A-what! Why are you all wearing masks?”
“For this reason.”
Pangs!
“Kuak!”
One of the court officers was shot in the chest by a masked man and pushed away.
The bailiff was immediately killed.
“K-why! You !”
In a panic, court officials within range took out their guns and pointed their guns at masked men.
But they couldn't do much because the masked men were warriors.
“That's not even a machine gun, what can you do! Hehe!”
Papa!
They opened fire on the court officer.
The court clerk panicked and retaliated, but the masked men dodged the bullet and shot him back.
“Kuak!”
“Uk!”
In an instant, four court officials were killed.
“A-what are you doing?”
The bailiff, who was standing in front of Chun Woo-jin, could not hide his shock at what had happened.
It was the same as Chun Woo-jin, but she was surprised for another reason.
‘This is my cult martial art!’
The martial arts used by masked people belonged to the Order of the Sky Demon.
He knew martial arts thoroughly, so he recognized it at a glance.
Eight masked men approach the strapped Chun Woo-jin.
“K-You guys! You are here to save this one! ”
The only surviving bailiff points his gun at Chun Woo-jin.
Just then, Chun Woo-jin bites the man's hand.
Bite down!
“Kuak! You ..”
He bit so hard that his flesh slipped out of his hand and his gun fell.
When he's gonna take it.
Cut it!
“Kuak!”
A sword flew towards the chief bailiff.
Chun Woo-jin spits out his flesh.
“Hah.”
This is the one thing Chun Woo-jin wanted to do before his death.
He has been harassed quite a lot by his sitter.
The masked man came up to him and said.
Sir!
“We say hello to Dewa.”
There was a strange sense of playfulness in the eyes of the people who greeted him.
As they instill hope, the feelings within Chun Woo-jin turn even more miserable.
However, Chun Woo-jing cannot be happy.
“Masked men. Who are you?”
He asked about their identity.
He wanted to know which clan they came from, so he would recognize the martial arts of their clan.
They answer, but Chun Woo-jin says.
“How dare you try to deceive the eyes of Gods!”
“Yang noble! What did you say?”
“I see that you will act like this until the end. Huh, do you think I will not be able to recognize martial arts that are incompatible with the cultivation method you used?”
To their surprise, Chun Woo-jin does not believe that they are members of the Sect.
Although they used cult martial arts, they did not use their cultivation methods.
With his profound knowledge in martial arts, he was able to instantly tell that people were only learning his techniques.
“Cotting.”
The masked people looked at each other. If they are caught, there is no need to continue the action.
“Again CCTV died.”
The masked man, who looked like a leader, smiled.
“I was told that he would rot, but he still had the eyes of the Five Great Warriors.”
“You guys. Are you trying to do the same trick as before?”
Chun Woo-jin doesn't forget what happened 27 years ago.
The scene of bloodshed that happened while he was away.
By the time he arrived, government officials were executed and the Murim Association accused him of being the culprit.
“Are you going to trap the Sect by making a fake trail this time as well?”
Hearing Chun Woo-jin's words, the masked man laughed.
And with a snort, the leader spoke.
“You are a man who knows that and still tries to mock us, I don't know if you dare or just lose fear.”
“Fear? Ha.”
Chun Woo-jin, who realizes that she is becoming angry, sighed.
He's not afraid of death.
“Do you think I'll be scared?”
“It is true to be afraid now, Demon Sect Master. Because your usability will end from today.”
The masked man approached her with a smile.
The man took something out of his pocket, a syringe.
And at that time, Chun Woo-jin knew that it wasn't a good thing.
“Huhuh, Demon Sect Master. I'll pay homage to you, Demon Sect Lord, for sacrificing yourself for justice.”
With those words, the man slowly uncloses the syringe and approaches Chun Woo-jin.
To see him be afraid.
Just then, Chun Woo-jin says something unusual.
“I don't know who you are, but I did what you told me!”
“What?”
That was.
Thump!
“Kuak!”
Someone fell from the ceiling of the shooting range, and crushed the masked man's body in a second.
It was Chun Yeowun who was standing on the crushed corpse of the masked man.