Chapter 22 – Tomb (6)

Inside the door was a stone chamber smaller than the outside, and inside it was a large stone coffin, with old skeletons collapsed in front of the coffin.

The Blood Cult members who had entered first were ignoring the skeletons and all clinging to the stone coffin. They were working together to open the stone coffin.

“So you guys were also treasure hunting!”

“Well, the Blood Cult is no different.”

At Hwangbo Ja-gyeom’s words as he drew his blade, Wang Mun-pung replied.

Hwangbo Ja-gyeom launched himself toward where the Blood Cult members were gathered. They were already enemies with the Blood Cult. There was no reason to give them time.

When Hwangbo Ja-gyeom charged, one of the Blood Cult members opening the stone coffin stepped forward to block him.

He slightly lifted his mask and put something in his mouth, and the Blood Cult member’s energy began to surge explosively.

Bang!

Hwangbo Ja-gyeom’s blade was blocked by the Blood Cult member’s sword. The Blood Cult member facing Hwangbo Ja-gyeom was also emitting sword energy from his sword.

The opponent was at the peak level like Hwangbo Ja-gyeom.

The problem was that Hwangbo Ja-gyeom had taken several steps back. He had been overpowered in strength.

“What the hell kind of drug did you take!”

Hwangbo Ja-gyeom growled at his opponent. But the Blood Cult member facing him only swung his sword at Hwangbo Ja-gyeom without saying anything.

Boom! Bang!

The remaining Blood Cult members tried to continue opening the stone coffin, but they had to stop with bewildered expressions.

Rumble rumble.

The stone coffin began sinking into the ground. At the same time, earth rose around it to cover the stone coffin. Sun-woo was burying the stone coffin underground.

The panicked Blood Cult members didn’t know what to do and then rushed toward Sun-woo and Wang Mun-pung.

But they were blocked by Nan-seol, who had appeared at some point.

Fortunately, among the Blood Cult members, only the masked figure facing Hwangbo Ja-gyeom seemed to have reached the peak level.

The Blood Cult members fighting Nan-seol boasted much stronger strength and speed than ordinary first-class warriors, but the difference between peak and first-class was great.

Moreover, with Sun-woo joining the support after burying the stone coffin, the Blood Cult members couldn’t last long and met their deaths.

Nan-seol and Sun-woo immediately tried to help Hwangbo Ja-gyeom, but stopped at his shout.

“Wait! I’m not being pushed back yet!”

As Hwangbo Ja-gyeom said, the match wasn’t over yet. Though he was being overpowered in strength and speed, the quality of martial arts was different.

Deflecting the opponent’s attacks with his large blade, Hwangbo Ja-gyeom continued the fight. Seeing his battles with numerous enemies, they had thought he was a strength-focused blade wielder, but it seemed they needed to reconsider.

But seeing such Hwangbo Ja-gyeom, Wang Mun-pung began teasing.

“No, it would end right away if you got help. What’s with the sudden duel? Did your stupidity disease act up again?”

“You old man! There’s no way I’d lose fighting someone who’s not even a proper opponent!”

Even while speaking, Hwangbo Ja-gyeom was blocking his opponent well. But it didn’t seem like a quick decision would come at this rate.

“No time. Who knows when other guys might rush in.”

Wang Mun-pung’s words were right. Of course, Hwangbo Ja-gyeom had been thinking about it sufficiently too.

“Damn, take this! Heavenly King Three Blades!”

Eventually, Hwangbo Ja-gyeom avoided the sword flying at him as much as possible while vigorously swinging his own blade.

Slash slash slash!

At that moment, Hwangbo Ja-gyeom’s blazing blade seemed to split into three. The opponent forcibly retrieved his sword to block Hwangbo Ja-gyeom’s attack, but couldn’t block all the blades coming from three directions.

Argh!

The Blood Cult member instantly had his arm and waist cut and lost his life.

Heavenly King Three Blades. It was Hwangbo Ja-gyeom’s modification of the Heavenly King Three Fists passed down in the Hwangbo family into blade techniques. It was Hwangbo Ja-gyeom’s ultimate technique that consumed tremendous internal energy.

“Damn, injured again.”

But Hwangbo Ja-gyeom, who had defeated his opponent, clutched his side and sat down. Though he said he had avoided attacks as much as possible, since it was an ultimate technique, the preparatory movements were large, so he couldn’t avoid getting hit once.

“Tsk tsk, really a brute. You’ll definitely die early because of that brutish mentality.”

“Ugh, stop with the harsh words.”

Hwangbo Ja-gyeom carefully applied wound medicine to his injury and put internal injury medicine in his mouth.

Seeing this, Wang Mun-pung glanced at Sun-woo.

“Do you have any more of that medicine you took earlier?”

At those words, Sun-woo shook his head. Of course, he had one more potion left, but there was no reason to give it.

“Tsk, seeing this really confirms you’re a miser.”

Wang Mun-pung seemed to have noticed that Sun-woo actually had some. But he couldn’t press further on someone who said they didn’t have any.

That’s when it happened. Sun-woo, who had shaken his head at Wang Mun-pung’s words, seemed to think of something and approached the dead Blood Cult member’s corpse and began searching it.

“What are you doing?”

At the unexpected action, Wang Mun-pung expressed puzzlement, but Sun-woo concentrated on searching the Blood Cult member’s corpse without answering.

Nan-seol also looked at Sun-woo with a puzzled expression, but Sun-woo searched all three fallen Blood Cult members’ bodies and eventually found two white pills from their clothing.

“Isn’t that internal injury medicine?”

Looking at the medicine Sun-woo had taken out, Wang Mun-pung tilted his head. No matter how he looked at it, it was ordinary internal injury medicine.

But Sun-woo didn’t answer his question and took out his phone from his clothing to check his inventory.

Potions, water, bread.

Behind those, he could see more icons he hadn’t seen before. An icon that looked like pills. He pressed the pill icon.

A pill appeared in his hand. This pill was the same pill that Byeong-su had taken and transformed into a contamination source. It was what he had kept back after giving only one to Caroline.

That evening, Sun-woo had habitually tried putting the pill in his inventory and was surprised. The pill had slipped into the inventory like the summoners’ weapons.

Like the summoners’ weapons, this pill also seemed to be no ordinary object. And thanks to that, the pill could be brought to this martial arts world.

It was definitely the same. Though the appearances were different, the scent, texture, and emanating energy were all the same.

Sun-woo couldn’t understand how Blood Cult warriors had come to possess the same objects as the pill he was carrying across dimensions.

He was sure only he could use the inventory, but they seemed to have other methods too.

Sun-woo’s expression became extremely serious. Anyway, this matter didn’t seem to be happening in just one dimension.

Sun-woo threw one pill to Wang Mun-pung.

“What’s this?”

Toward the bewildered Wang Mun-pung, Sun-woo explained what had happened in the previous mission.

“Don’t tell me the alliance sent us knowing about this? Ugh, seems like we’ve gotten involved in something with an unpleasant aftertaste… Anyway, I’ll report it.”

As Sun-woo expected, there seemed to be gatherings of summoners in this dimension too.

Sun-woo also put the remaining pill back in his clothing along with the original pill. It seemed he would inevitably have to visit the summoners’ association.

Wang Mun-pung, who had been looking at the pill with a serious expression for a moment, soon put the pill away and changed his expression.

“Let’s think about the aftermath later and focus on now first.”

He cheerfully told Sun-woo not to bring out the stone coffin and then approached the collapsed skeletons.

“Now, before dealing with the contamination source, shall we check out the treasures first?”

It seemed the former thief’s instincts hadn’t disappeared.

In Wang Mun-pung’s view, the skeletons collapsed here were definitely masters who had invaded this place in the past and Demon Cult masters who had guarded this place.

Since they weren’t ordinary masters, if he searched a bit, plenty of useful items would emerge.

Moreover, the nagging Hwangbo Ja-gyeom was closing his eyes and practicing energy circulation to treat his injuries. Though he had quit thievery, there was no reason to waste such an opportunity.

Rumble rumble!

But Sun-woo had no reason to listen to him. The coffin rose back up through Sun-woo’s sorcery.

“W-wait! Just wait a little!”

Wang Mun-pung was startled by Sun-woo’s action of ignoring his words and hurriedly began searching around the skeletons.

“Just give me some time! I’ll share anything useful! Since you learned martial arts, you’ll need good weapons! There might be a divine sword here! Taking that… Ah, you can’t take it.”

Wang Mun-pung, who had been chattering while hurriedly searching around, stopped mid-sentence and closed his mouth. He knew that summoners from other dimensions had no way to take anything except their own weapons.

Wang Mun-pung kept his mouth tightly shut and searched around even more diligently.

Sun-woo chuckled at Wang Mun-pung’s appearance and approached the risen stone coffin.

Unlike when it went underground, the stone coffin had risen upright, and the coffin’s lid had already been removed underground.

“Don’t tell me this book was the culprit?”

Nan-seol, who had followed Sun-woo, frowned looking inside the coffin.

Inside the coffin lay clothing that had become only fragments from being too old, an old sword, and one book.

It was a book that surprisingly looked intact without being old, and the book was emanating red light in all directions.

Sun-woo immediately checked the book with his phone. It was certain. This book was the contamination source.

Fortunately, that python seemed to be the last existence defending the book. No more beings attacked the group.

“War Wheel Divine Demon Art? It looks like a martial arts manual?”

When Nan-seol read the characters written on the book cover, Wang Mun-pung’s scream was heard from behind.

“No way! The War Wheel Demon’s martial arts were here? Hey! Wait a minute! Put that sword down!”

Wang Mun-pung desperately raised his voice seeing Sun-woo raising his sword.

But Sun-woo didn’t listen to him. Sun-woo’s sword struck down toward the book.

Screeeech!

A scream-like sound rose from the book pierced by the sword, and energy spread out like wind.

They didn’t know, but it was a martial arts manual that had accumulated yin energy in this underground for a long time and gained a kind of spirituality. And that dark spirit had been contaminated, making this entire area a contaminated zone.

And now the spirit dwelling in the book was being extinguished by Sun-woo’s sword. At the same time, flames rose from the book pierced by the sword.

Wang Mun-pung watched with a dazed expression as clear flames and ashes rose to the sky as if ascending to heaven.

“The War Wheel Demon’s martial arts…, the War Wheel Divine Demon Art…”

Sun-woo, who had stopped for a moment with the sword stuck in, pulled out the sword and asked a question.

“What is the War Wheel Divine Demon Art?”

“You fool! What kind of martial art is that! It’s one of the top martial arts in martial world history! To thoughtlessly destroy such martial arts.”

“But it’s a contamination source, isn’t it? We have to eliminate it anyway.”

“That’s true, but no! That’s not the point!”

Wang Mun-pung seemed to understand rationally but couldn’t accept it emotionally.

But neither Sun-woo from another dimension nor Nan-seol, who didn’t know about the War Wheel Divine Demon Art, seemed to agree much with his thinking.

That’s when Hwangbo Ja-gyeom, who had somewhat treated his internal injuries, spoke up.

“Well done. If left alone, it would only cause bloodshed.”

“Ugh, what a waste. Since it’s closer to righteous arts than demon arts, no one would notice even if learned.”

“Were you going to try learning it at your age? It’s something that had to be eliminated anyway since it was a contamination source.”

“Damn! Anyway, these guys who became skeletons are also Demon Cult guys. It seems they came here because of the War Wheel Demon martial arts you destroyed. Then they perished together with the guys here. Those slow Demon Cult guys might attack again.”

In the regretful Wang Mun-pung’s clothing, flashy swords and whips that hadn’t been visible before could be seen, and his chest was fully puffed up. It seemed he had succeeded in collecting items from the corpses.

Wang Mun-pung finally looked at the War Wheel Divine Demon Art secret manual that had become only ashes with a regretful expression, but the book that had already disappeared wouldn’t return.

However, that martial art remained.

<War Wheel Divine Demon Art: Martial art created by the 8th leader of the Divine Cult>

A new skill was registered in the skill window of the phone Sun-woo held.

It was a skill Sun-woo had obtained from the contamination source after finishing it off.

Quite a few points had come in too, but according to Wang Mun-pung’s words, they were nothing compared to this martial art.

Remembering content from martial arts movies and novels, he had made a bet, and fortunately it was the right answer.

It was the reward for his efforts in taking the lead to catch snakes, using potions, and even burying the stone coffin with sorcery.