Chapter 596: Terminus of Terror (4)
Chapter 596: Terminus of Terror (4)
Ashmound City, Hell.
The Second King Yanluo opened his eyes, revealing a gaze so deep and abstruse that it appeared to contain the entire universe, “Before embarking on this learning journey to Daehan, I’d at best give my successor a passing grade of 60 marks. That said… he’s undoubtedly earned himself the right to be assessed with full marks.”
“After all, what’s an opulent city full of gold good for without a domineering leader filled with righteous pride and haughtiness?”
“He’s… finally complete.”
The Second King Yanluo smiled faintly as he gazed deep into the skies, “Take over the rest of the King Yanluo’s tests.”
However, the Second King Yanluo didn’t say another word. Seconds later, an inch-sized, gold-coloured man emerged from between the Second King Yanluo’s brows and knelt on his palm, “Greetings, Yellow Emperor.”
The inch-sized man kowtowed respectfully, “An instance of infraction, a life of requital! An instance of ignominy, an eternity of penance!”
“If the tiger slumbers for too long, all kinds of rabble will come out to play.”
Yin energy bloomed like glorious rose petals, drifting softly to the ground like velvety feathers. From afar, the Gonjiam Asylum appeared to have been blanketed by these soft, black petals within a ten-mile radius. It was beautiful.
There wasn’t even the slightest bit of gravel, debris or bones and skeletons around them. Everything had been completely swept away by Rumyantsev’s earlier blow.
Something told him that there was something peculiar about Rumyantsev’s mental state right now.
Five seconds later, Liu Yu pressed the issue, “My Lord…”
“He didn’t die… He’s actually still alive!!” Rumyantsev turned back and glared at Liu Yu, revealing the fact that the netherflames in his eyes were flickering wildly, “Lord of Hanyang… Tell me… Tell me where he has gone? Where is the place that you least hope to see him at?!”
“Then what are you still waiting for?!!” At once, Rumyantsev turned into a violent nethergale and rushed straight into the vortex.
The journey to the substratum of Gonjiam Asylum would entail a transition from the mortal realm into the underworld. Even for an Abyssal Prefect, this was a journey that would take at least five minutes!
Please don’t be there… Please don’t be in the dean’s office right now… His hair stood on end as he screamed in abject frustration, “AAAAARRRGGGHHH!!!”
None shall act in defiance of the Tsar’s orders. I will take him down, even if it costs me my life!
Room 402. “Haa… Haa..” Wang Chenghao’s entire body was covered with countless wounds, from which Yin energy poured out like a river with broken dikes.
This was the aftermath of a fierce battle between two evil ghosts. It was a fight to the death, where neither party held back. In the end, one side was forcibly torn to bits, and had its soul completely shattered.
“Who the hell are you?! And what are you trying to do?! Do you know who brought me back to life? How dare you rebel against such a mighty power?!!” Choi Tae-min spoke with an anxious tremor in his voice as he sensed the soft approach of the MV Sewol.
“Do you even know the consequences of your actions?! Do you know who I am? What are you after? Money? Power? That’s not an issue at all! Mr Park and I are close friends. I can give you anything you’re looking for!!!”
He suddenly understood the meaning of the couplets at Hell’s Gate.
Hath Hell spared any since ages past?
Choi Tae-min’s hands had been stained by the blood of countless people, beginning with his establishment of the Church of Spirit World, to the Train to Pusan incident, the MV Sewol Tragedy, and even the organized mass suicide incidents of the followers of his sect. It wouldn’t even be an overstatement to say that thousands of people have died because of him!
And now… the time had come for him to finally pay for his debts.
There’s one final step to this process…
Unfortunately, his steps felt incredibly heavy. He took two steps, and then fell face flat onto the ground. Yin energy continued to pour out profusely from his body, and his vision slowly turned blurry.
Wang Chenghao couldn’t hear a single word of his rambling. His eyes were staring transfixed at the MV Sewol.
I feel like a worm, destined to crawl forward slowly on the ground. Speaking of which, the ground is rather comfortable… Perhaps I should just take a nap…
“AHHHHHH!!!”
“You’ve… done well…” Oda Nobutada gasped as he sat on the prow of the ship, glancing down at Wang Chenghao with a nod of approbation for the very first time, “Excellent… You’ve even exceeded my expectations…”
“No… damn it! NO!!!” Choi Tae-min screamed hoarsely. This wasn’t the end he was looking for!
Rumyantsev had told him that if the ones captaining the ship weren’t Richard or himself, then he should immediately take his own life. Otherwise, Rumyantsev would see to it that he took Choi Tae-min’s life instead. That said, he did qualify these statements with another sentence, as if in jest - “But nothing of the sort would happen.”
And he didn’t even know who these perpetrators were!
Where exactly did things go wrong?
“Heh…” Wang Chenghao finally relaxed his body and slumped to the ground. Back on the bow of the ship, Oda Nobutada did exactly the same thing.
The source of the nightmares that had plagued Daehan for decades on end would finally pay for his crimes in this very place.
The despair of unpaid injustice would finally come to an end today.
Rumble! A rift tore open in the void, and Qin Ye stepped staggered out, completely covered in blood. Ryu Changmin appeared right beside him.
The MV Sewol had already transformed into a terrifying vortex of Yin energy that swirled violently around the sarcophagus. A man’s silhouette could be seen hidden within.
“Rumyantsev will definitely arrive in five minutes.” Qin Ye glanced around at the swirling vortex blankly. Just then, it suddenly exploded and filled the entire room with a dense fog of Yin energy.
Choi Tae-min!
He screamed and embraced the void with excitement, unfolding his arms as though praising God for his divine mercy. That said, his face was filled with an amalgam of complex emotions.
“Who are you?” Moments later, he turned around and gnashed his teeth at Qin Ye, “What do you want?”
BOOM!! Two sources of Yin energy no weaker than Choi Tae-min’s in any way suddenly erupted from nowhere!
“Choi! Tae! Min!!!” Two bloodthirsty voices roared at the same time, “We’re here… to claim what is rightfully ours…”