Chapter 62 â The Battle of Good and Evil (æŁéȘ性æ°) (1)
Translator: WH Editor: Sasha
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I had never read a martial arts novel before.
Not only did I have no habit of reading books, but in our generation [Martial Arts] was already a declining genre. Sometimes old martial arts movies were posted on the Internet. However, the inferior CG technology would only cause it to become a laughing stock.
It was an era that had come to mock all things considered serious and honorable in the past.
There was no place to stand for Martial and Arts in the current time period.
A declining genre.
A declining world.
In such a place, snow was softly falling.
âItâs cold!â
We, the expedition with no dreams or hopes, safely entered the world of the Apocalypse where a vast snowfield (éȘć)Â greeted our party. When our shoes stepped on the snow, they made cute squeaky sounds.
But the coldness that hit us was not cute in the slightest.
âEveryone!â
I shouted hastily.
âRelease your Aura and protect your own body!â
It was the bitter cold of a snowstorm (ćŽćŹéȘćŻ).
Even if we stayed still, our toes would freeze. As soon as he heard my cry, Venomous Snake immediately released his Aura. But the non-combatant, Alchemist and the Medicine King, failed to do so.
âI-, I-, I⊠I didnât learn how to use AuraâŠâ
âAchooo! Ahhhh, chooooo! Aigoooo, this old man is dying! Iâm going to freeze to death!â
It had only been 20 seconds since we had entered the world of this Apocalypse. Already, two peopleâs complexions had so badly turned pale as if they were going to die. But then again, I did all sorts of things in order to learn Aura. How would Support-based Hunters know how to use Aura?
âTch.â
I dealt with it quickly.
âChen Mu-mun Master! Please take care of the Medicine King!â
âAlrighty.â
The Venomous Snake carried the Medicine King on his back. Regardless of whether he was the Emperor of Light Novels or a man who lived and died for his pride, the Venomous Snake was undoubtedly a top-ranked Martial Fighter-based Hunter.
His purple Aura immediately surrounded the Medicine Kingâs body.
âAigooo. Iâm finally able to breatheâŠâ
The Medicine King sighed with relief. His face relaxed like that of an old man who had just entered an open-air hot spring. I nodded, and then took the Alchemistâs hand.
âYouâll follow me, Sajang-nim.â
âHuh, whatttt?â
âGive me your hand.â
My Aura flowed from my hand to the Alchemistâs hand. A red Aura. The Aura, which had yet to be identified as a symbol of fire or blood, surrounded the Alchemistâs body warmly.
âAh.â
The Alchemist bowed.
âTha-, thank you. Death King-nim. But thi-, this tickles a little bitâŠ.â
âI know youâre shy. Iâm shy, too. But this is no time for such emotions.â
I looked around. The blizzard was as thick as mist. The problem of low body temperature was solved urgently, but that was all. I was at a loss on where this was and where we had to go.
âThe librarian is a Constellation so he could easily use the word [Masterpiece] and [Serialization]. But this is definitely another world. Itâs no ordinary book. Weâre here to save this world. You know that, right?â
ââŠâŠ.â
The Alchemist raised her head.
ââŠYes. I do. I guess I thought of it too lightly. I-Iâll try my best.â
âAll you have to do is focus on your role. Iâm protecting you with my Aura now, but when you need to cure the epidemic, Sajang-nim and Medicine King will have to step forward. Iâll leave it in your dependable hands.â
âYes, Death King-nim.â
-Guooohhhh.
The blizzard brushed past our ears. We tried somehow to grasp the surrounding geography with our eyes wide open. I recalled the last sentence of the Chronicles of Heavenly Demon.
ăThe Heavenly Demon suddenly died because of the unidentified epidemic. ă
ăSoon, everyone else died, too. ă
A concise sentence.
The sentence, which was less than 50 characters long, did not state âskin-piercing coldâ nor did it feature âSnow that reached the calves and kneesâ. It only stated the basic info on what sort of world we had fallen into.
The rest, we had to figure out for ourselves from now on.
What exactly happened that killed a strong character like the âHeavenly Demonâ?
What exactly was the âunidentified epidemicâ that caused the humanity of this world to go extinct?
âAh.â
Thuckk.
As the Alchemist held my right hand a little more tightly, she pointed to the other side of the snowstorm.
âLook over there, Death King! I think I just saw people there!â
We all turned our heads in the direction pointed by the Alchemist.
She was right. I couldnât see well because of the heavy snow⊠But there was a shadow of a person beyond the storm. There were countless shadows. It looked like there were dozens of people, not just one or two. Perhaps it was even more than a hundred.
It was a forest of silhouettes (äșșćœ±).
âOkay.â
I took the lead and walked ahead.
âLetâs go over there for now!â
Snow flew around. It wasnât just falling from the sky; it was being swept away by the wind in all directions, lowering our visibility. When the snowstorm covered us, only our shadows could be seen. We walked close together so that we would not be separated from each other.
-Hey Zombie.
Bae Hu-ryeong spoke. He was looking around the surroundings, acting as my eyes.
-Somethingâs weird. I canât hear anything from that direction.
âIsnât it because the snowstorm is so bad that their voices are being covered up?â
-That may be the case.
Bae Hu-ryeong looked at the forest of silhouettes with narrowed eyes.
-But itâs not just the voices that I canât hear⊠Those things, theyâre not moving at all. Theyâre not moving an inch. Theyâre more like statues, not humans though?
Fortunately, the snowstorm soon subsided, and with it, our vision became clearer. But that was the only fortunate thing.
We were speechless at the sight that had unfolded before our sight.
ââŠWhat. What are these?â
The Venomous Snake puffed out white breaths.
âWhy are all the humans frozen?â
In the midst of the snowy field.
Hundreds of humans were all frozen while standing.
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ââŠTheyâre real humans.â
The Alchemist looked at the frozen human and said.
Wearing latex gloves, she ripped off the flesh of the corpse with tongs.
âAccording to my [Life Diagnosis] skill, itâs already been two years and three months since they died. The cause of death was due to a contagion. After analysis by [Moving Hospital], it is still an unregistered disease.â
ED/N: A contagion is a virus carrying agent, responsible for causing contagious diseases.
âThatâs strange!â
The Medicine King also took out his monocle and examined every corner of the frozen human corpse. Like a Martial Fighter-based Hunter who would use martial arts skills, they diagnosed the frozen humans with Support-based skills.
âThe causes of death are all the same. Itâs not death by hypothermia (ćŹæ»). He died from a disease, so they should have died lying on the ground⊠Arenât they all standing up? Hmmm, really now. Itâs spookily strange. When this kind of thing happened in Silicon ValleyâŠ.â
âItâs highly likely someone moved them here on purpose.â
The Alchemist cut off the Medicine Kingâs words.
The Alchemistâs expression became serious, as if she had recalled my words from earlier.
âThough the cause of death is the same, the dates of death are all different. This guy was two years ago. That person died three years ago. I can only think that someone intentionally moved the bodyâŠ.â
I frowned.
âIs this some kind of grave?â
âHmm.â
The Venomous Snake stroked his chin.
âA grave huh. It also looks like a Terracotta Army from far.â
The frozen humans all had a separate pose. Some looked up at the sky with open arms. And another had his mouth open like a beast.
âCharacter window.â
I looked at a frozen human that was the closest and chanted it in my mind.
The letters popped up over the white snowfield.
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Name: Jang Seong-pa (ćŒ”ææŽŸ)
Favorability: Favorite Genre: â
Unfavourable Genre: â
Favorite Characters: â
Unfavourable Characters: â
Preferred Plots: â
Undesired Plots: â
Psychological state: âLight.â
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ââŠâŠ.â
So this was how a dead personâs character window looked like.
Maybe the âlightâ in his psychological state⊠was the last thought he had when he died. The corpseâs mind looked like someone had inscribed a fixed phrase on a tombstone.
The party chattered in the face of the mystery.
âA graveâŠ. If this was a cemetery, why was it made this way?â
âWho knows. But they all have weapons hanging from their waist.â
âIs there no good place to stay? Itâs a little warm thanks to the Aura, butâŠ.â
It was at that moment.
ââEuhahahaha!â
Laughter came from afar. Our party lowered our bodies reflexively. Perhaps the owner of the laugh did not notice us, as it looked like he was shouting at someone else.
âHa. Even a passing dog will turn over and laugh.â
It wasnât just one voice. There were two.
âAs long as I am alive and well, the Heavenly Demon Sect would remain alive and well. Bu Wol-sun (æŽéłä») Youâre the one that should say your last goodbyes to the Righteous Sects.â
The voices had become clearer.
One was the voice of an old man and the other of a young woman.
The old man shouted.
âBullshit! The Bloody Ghost Squad (èĄéŹŒé) that your Demon Cult boasted about had their heads blown off by the blades of my axes. The rotten Demon (éé ) Elders also had their heads cut off and were sent to the Yellow River! There are 500 Martial Masters of the Righteous Sect that follow me. What sorcery can you use to stop this body?!â
âPfft.â
The woman laughed softly.
âWhat a long tongue this old man has. The Bloody Ghosts are just staying off the radar for a while after receiving my secret order. Theyâre not weak enough to be killed by someone like you.â
I raised my finger and signalled to the others.
âShhhh.â
They batted their eyes.
âLetâs get closer quietly. Okay?â
The party nodded silently.
We crept through the frozen humanâs cemetery and the forest of corpses. The voices of the two unknown individuals gradually grew closer. Soon after, their figures could be seen.
âBefore you worry about my subordinates, how about worrying about your own underlings, Wol-sun?!â
The woman was wearing a black uniform.
âWhere did all the pillars of the state that you were so proud of fuck off to? The old monster, once revered as the Faction Leader of the Murim, has become ugly.â
âHuh?!â
The old man was wearing a white robe.
âItâs none of your business. They quickly spread to the whole world on my secret orders!â
âI see that you all have quite a lot of secret orders too.â
âIsnât this it all because you screwed up the whole world, you bitch?! Ugh. If it werenât for the retarded Heavenly Demon Cult, the world wouldnât be this abnormal!â
âIf weâre idiots, what would that make you Righteous Sect people who got your asses handed to you by such idiots? Itâd be correct to call you idiots of all idiots.â
âHuh, you bitch dare to!?â
âIf youâre mad, you can come at me anytime, Old man.â
A very low level fight was taking place.
According to what they said, the elderly man dressed in a robe was a figure on the Righteous Sect (æŁæŽŸ). And the woman in the black uniform seemed to be on the Demon Sect (éȘ掟) side. The old man of the Righteous Sect and the woman of the Demon Cult pointed their weapons at each other.
âIâm done with this shit. I canât stand fucking Demon Heads like you anymore bitch! Iâll split your head into two, and offer one to the Jade Emperor and the other to Yeomra!â
[T/N: Yeomra is the King of the Underworld/Hell.]
âHeh. I was hoping for a life-or-death situation. Iâll finally cut off the last flesh and blood of the Righteous Sect today, and show that the Heavenly Demon Sect is alive and well.â
Though they spoke frivolously, it was a typical fight between two people of the Righteous and Demon sects.
Now if the two people actually exert their force and started sword fighting, everything would have been perfect.
But there was a serious problem.
-Hey Zombie.
Bae Hu-ryeong muttered dejectedly.
âWhat are they doing, holding a branchâŠ?
Thatâs right.
The old man and the woman, the two powerful people, held a wooden stick as thin as a cane. That was the âweaponâ that the two had brought out. There were no brilliant weapons that could be seen that usually appeared in martial arts movies.
ââŠâŠ.â
ââŠâŠ.â
The two seemed to be embarrassed when they aimed at each other with wooden sticks. They exchanged awkward glances. The woman in black robes slowly opened her mouth.
â⊠âŠHey Bu Wol-sun. Where did you put the jade axe you bragged about that you are carrying a piece of wood? For being a trash of the Nangong Family, your only merit was that you wielded your axe valiantlyâŠâ
âSh-, shut up!â
The old manâs face became flushed.
âRight back at you, bitch! Where did you throw your Blood Weaving Demonic Sword (çčèĄéć) that you treasured like a daughter, that you are holding such a cane?!â
âEhem, what do you mean a cane?!â
The woman averted her gaze.
âThatâs too much. Even if it looks like this, this is a wooden sword that I personally carved and made. This sword contains the essence of the thousand-years-old Demon Sect, and I personally gave the name of Hundred Sky Splitting Sword to this weapon.â
âDid you just stick the name Sky Splitting to a cane right now?â
âHmmm, canât I do thatâŠ?â
ââŠâŠ.â
ââŠâŠ.â
Silence.
The old man said calmly.
âEhem. Even so, Hundred Sky Splitting Sword is just over the top. Why donât you use a trivial name such as Pyeontae (茞ç)?â
[T/N: Pyeontae is Hanja for Cane/Whip/Flog/Lash, and itâs written as éçŹÂ and read in Hanja as biÄnchÄ«.]
âThe word Pyeontae is not supposed to literally mean a caneâŠâ
âThe word basically means cane, and it literally looks like a cane! You stupid!â
The woman nodded sullenly.
âAlright then. If thatâs what you say, the name Demonic Pyeontae is good enough.â
âYou and your Demon (é)! Demon!â
The old manâs white beard trembled.
âWhy are all the Demon Cultâs people making a fuss with putting âDemonâ on their names? You and your subordinates and thereâs already four Demons: Bloody Demon (èĄé), Sword Demon (ćé), Flame Ghost Demon (éŹŒéçé), Moon Shadow Demon Lord (æćœ±éć)! Even their moniker is The Four Demon Lord (ćéć)! You bastards, even before you learn the Thousand-Character Classics, do you all first memorize the word âDemonâ?!â
âHmm. Isnât there a refined feel to itâŠ?â
âAghhh! I canât believe that you bitches were considered the strongest at one point in time!â
Just then.
Dark clouds covered the sun. The snowy clouds were so thick that they quickly descended upon the snowfield. In an instant, the world darkened like it was dusk.
âHuh!?â
The old man flinched.
âDem-, Demon Head. This is no time for us to fight amongst ourselves!â
ââŠâŠ!â
The two Murim people leaned against each other as if they never had an argument. A cold sweat broke out on the womanâs forehead.
âYou bitch! Werenât you confident that the weather would be clear today?!â
âThere are times when the divination is right and wrong. I had just sloppily learned the art of prediction of the Flame Ghost Demon. How can I see through heaven and earth?â
âAigooo! Why donât I just get a Fortune-Teller from the street and make him the Religious Sect Leader?! I donât deserve the position anymore after being deceived by this bitchâs words!â
âShut up and get ready to fight, old man. Iâm losing more energy that I donât even have.â
Our party was puzzled.
The Alchemist, who was close to me, whispered.
âWha-, whatâs happening all of a suddenâŠ?â
âIâm not sure. I donât reallyâŠ.â
It was at the moment when I was about to say that I didnât know too.
-Grrrrrrrrrrrrr.
Something wriggled.
At first, I thought that someone in our party made a sound. But as growling sounds began to come from the left, right, front, back, I realized that my thoughts were firmly wrong.
-GuoooooâŠâŠâŠâŠ
-Kiiiikkk, grrrrrr.
-Grrrrrrr.
âHiikkkkk!?â
The Alchemist was startled and clung to my arm. Beyond her glasses, I could see that her complexion was as blue as a beetle.
The faces of the Venomous Snake and Medicine King were not much different. Perhaps my face was now also blue.
-Kiiiik!
-Guooo, uooooooo.
The frozen humans numbered thousands at a glance.
The ones we considered to be just corpses⊠Moved their arms and legs slowly.
-Uohhhh.
The dead bodiesâ eyes, which had previously stood still, turned. The pupils were open, and the eyebrows were almost missing. Most of all, some of them had their eyes dug in as if worms had eaten through them. Nevertheless, one of those corpses zeroed in on us.
ââŠâŠ.â
I made eye contact with one of them. As soon as I saw the dead bodyâs eyes, I realized.
âThis fuckin-âŠâ
An Apocalypse going by the name of Chronicles of Heavenly Demon.
Introduction: The Righteous Sect. A world of those who revere the Mu, those who use Mu, those who strive to attain the Mu! A Heavenly Demon had descended here and tried to unify all the sects. A Demonic Cult (éæ) was brought together centering on the Heavenly Demon. The opposing forces would go against this Demonic Cult. Fighting over the control of the worldâŠwould probably be what they wouldâve done.
If it wasnât for the sudden super epidemic.
Reason for Discontinuation: An unidentified epidemic went rampant in the world, causing the Heavenly Demon to die. The Demonic Cult was annihilated. The other forces were also destroyed. End.
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The bodies, which we thought were frozen humans, moved slowly.
Their movement was slow and sluggish, but the sight of the body moving was a horror in and of itself.
I belatedly realized what the âunidentified epidemicâ was that brought this world to an end.
âWas the super epidemic a [Zombie Virus]?!â
The dead bodyâs mouth opened at the same time I shouted.