Became the Blind Male Lead in a Reversed World

53 – 53rd War

1.

“Yep!”

“…………”

Somehow, Eun-ho was fanning himself with his hand as if it were hot.

“Hmm? Eun-ho, your face is turning red. You’re almost as red as my scales!”

“…Really.”

“Eun-ho, are you hurt?”

“Sigh.. I feel like I know why.”

“I think I know too. Eun-ho, am I embarrassing you?”

Eun-ho hung his head with a bright red face.

“No, but.. everyone gathered to swear to protect me, and it’s embarrassing.”

Eun-ho was embarrassed not by being protected by women in modern times, but by his grandmother asking everyone to protect him.

“Well.. it’s a commonality.”

Pangyahwa cut in before Paengyahwa could speak.

“If the blind you are not safe, then we can’t fight at full capacity.”

“…Hey lady, Eun-ho has his own name. Don’t interrupt me.”

“Oh.. are you going to fight? You seem to be friends with Namgoong Yeonha. I need to see how powerful you are.”

Won-eo Dae-cheong and Ryu Cheon-hee looked at Han Ah-rin with disdain.

From their perspective, it was uncomfortable to see two people of such low status fighting back and forth.

“And when you call a name, that fierce rogue looks at you so menacingly. What do we do about that?”

Then Cheon-hee avoided eye contact.

Jang Myeong-soon scolded Pangyahwa and Namgoong Saya, who continued to fight.

“Shut up. If you have business, go out and rest. Come back in a week and minimize your training.”

With that, everyone went out in a hurry.

2.

Exactly a week later.

“…The time has come.”

Cheonma saw the endless power of the Makyoh, moving behind him.

Thousands of carriages gathered in the sky above the clouds, as if awaiting the start of a war.

The clouds, originally white, appeared like thunderclouds as they concealed themselves within the carriages.

Foolish creatures.

They couldn’t even imagine that they would be devoured soon.

“Master Ju Gyo, please say something.”

“……….”

Cheonma nodded as he looked at the Hobeop.

10,000 elite soldiers.

The reason there were far more skilled individuals than the Murim Alliance was simple.

By forcibly subduing nearby Nokrim or other factions and transforming them into Magi soldiers.

If they didn’t have Magi, they would be poisoned to death, unable to continue their lives. That’s why they willingly joined the Makyoh, even if it meant sacrificing their lives.

There is no possibility of betrayal.

They have already been shown pleasure.

The pleasure of “Power.”

Even Nokrim cannot escape the clutches of the Makyoh.

Men and wicked women who used to rob villages have joined an even greater evil.

All these individuals were weapons to turn the middle field into a wasteland.

“All of you who came to me on your own or against your will today. The time of suffering ends now. I will destroy the middle field today and make it a place for all of you. I promise.”

Even the Hobeop were surprised at his unexpected remarks. Kang Cheonma, giving away his authority and land?

But Kang Cheonma thought to himself.

It doesn’t matter how it truly goes. Underground matters…

“Burn it. Destroy it. Ravage the enemies, just like you always have.”

Cheonma said before embarking on the expedition.

“The downfall of the Murim Alliance.”

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One of the fingers of the Mage Guild, Wonhyungwoon swung his sword in the empty buildings of a deserted courtyard.

“Ugh, there isn’t a single decent man around. And you can’t even find an attractive woman. Even if I came at the right time after the bishop’s recovery, can there really be no one here?”

He had twenty assassins behind him.

“Kwaaang! Clang!”

“It seems that the battle has already begun over there.”

Their slaughter plan started with the buildings and was intended to eliminate all creatures in this place.

“Just breaking these buildings seems like manual labor…”

“Shahong-Yongcheol.”

“Kukwakwaag!”

“Hyeongwoonim!”

Wonhyung’s head was split in half when lightning suddenly struck through the wall.

Even if he had been a woman of 4th-grade or higher, like Namgoongsa, he could not have defeated the blow in person, but because he had been ambushed, he had lost his head in one blow.

“Chase!”

Three fingers had been eliminated in the same way. There are five fingers remaining. The elders were six.

As for Hanarin, who had transcended into the level of a prince, she had to face the elders for sure.

And the divine, earth, and sword gods. And, in the case of Ryucheonhee and Woneodaechung…

“Kukukukukuku…”

The owner of magic who filled the sky.

She had to face the celestial devil.

“I’m not yet ready. Hold on as much as possible.”

In the case of the Mage Guild’s fingers, people who have reached 5th grade, such as Jagal Seoyeon, Namgoongsa, Namgoongyeonha, and Paengyahwa had to stop them.

Namgoongsa left the place leisurely and saw a woman covered in blood passing by her.

“…….How many people have you killed?”

“Three.”

“Tsk.”

The woman covered in blood was Paengyahwa. Of course, not a single drop of her own blood was spilled.

“You only caught small fish.”

“…Our news has already spread.

Pang Yahwa wiped away the blood droplets obstructing his vision and pondered.

“…Strangely high standards.”

Each leftover spirit is at the level of a 3-star. I can’t even see any 2-star ones.

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Before entering the closed-door training, I wouldn’t have been able to kill so many leftover spirits like this.

The buildings started to burn.

“《Geon Gon Hyuk Sung Do》”

No matter how much I look around, I can’t see my fingers.

I decided to mercilessly kill those who roam there and destroy the buildings.

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“Gyahahahahaha!!”

“It’s war! It’s a war!”

“The sweetest war since the time of the Emperor Young Hwang!”

“…Hey, isn’t this an insult? It’s not fun~”

“But look. Curiosity is being tremendously satisfied. Our bodies are saying that they’re on a historical level.”

“Burn it even more!”

That’s when it happened.

Something caught in their throats. The Yacha* felt that sensation.

“Yeah. It’s war. Yachas.”

…………

The Yachas all looked at the same time towards a woman.

A woman carrying a large bundle of firewood on her back. Ironically enough, that woman…

“What’s this? You’re also a Yacha.”

“Weird woman.”

“This feeling…? You damn woman! Shut up and eat quietly! What will happen if you monopolize curiosity alone?”

As they entered the clouds, the voices of the Yachas came through clearly.

Ryu Chun-hee looked at them with a disgusted expression.

Among them, there were familiar faces.

“Ryu Chun-hee? Did you come too?”

“Hey. Cheon-hee. You know this is not proper, right? I understand that you’re hungry from not going to the battlefield for a while, but be patient and eat slowly.”

The Yacha thrive by consuming the lingering resentment and aura of death rising from the battlefield.

At first glance, they might seem like magic beings, but ironically, what they gain is fascinating.

Cheon-hee monopolized that fascination completely.

Even in the grim atmosphere, Cheon-hee showed no fear and instead taunted them.

“You want to take it away from me? The energy below me?”

“……….”

Silence filled the air. It seemed like they couldn’t comprehend the situation.

Nevertheless, they couldn’t rush forward.

Because the Yacha in front of them was somewhat peculiar.

And as strange as they were, they possessed an even stronger power.

That’s what her former comrades said.

“What are you doing?! Are you trying to fight now? Why?”

Cheon-hee remained silent. Instead, she absorbed the strength more forcefully.

The reason why other Yacha felt a sense of suffocation is that Cheon-hee forcibly extracted the fascination they were about to devour.

“Are you serious..?”

“……….”

Reprimands started pouring in. Most of the Yacha criticized Cheon-hee for her rude behavior. At the same time, they exerted all their efforts to gain control over the meal.

“……….”

Nothing happened. Not even a bit.

The control didn’t shift. Over 300 Yacha were unable to snatch Cheon-hee’s dominance away.

Impatient Yacha began to rush towards Cheon-hee.

“[Thirty-Six Blossoms of the World]”

Cheon-hee defeated four Yacha simultaneously.

However, they regenerated immediately.

“This crazy woman!! Kill her!!”

Yacha screamed with their heads detached.

No matter how strong Cheon-hee was, she couldn’t fight against the countless Yacha in the realm they referred to as the ‘half-divided area.’

Normally, that is.

She gained enlightenment through her battle with the Black Dragon Sect.

There…

“Moonlight Festival”

Blessing of the original blue dancing down there.

“Strong Blood”

“Communication Blood”

“Energy Blood”

“Awakening Blood”

Eunho could now face many more opponents, including the blood that Jang Myungsoon had pierced, combined with more than before.

Of course, it is still impossible to beat all the opponents.

But this is a battlefield. Like the Yacha who just died and came back to life, Cheonhui is immortal in this space here.

No, it doesn’t stop at being immortal.

“Kyaah!!”

The sword of an unknown Yacha was trying to stab Cheonhui.

Tung!

“What..?”

It bounced off the flesh. Something that should not have been possible.

But the main reason why Ryu Cheonhui has been able to survive to this day is his extraordinary absorption ability.

Like Jang Myungsoon, she is not able to spread the absorption, but there is nothing stronger than the ability to eat spirits on the battlefield.

The dominance of “Feast” over hundreds of people.

As a result, Sulim Temple has reached the level of “Golden Diamond Cooking” that was the ultimate goal above all else.

The reason she was interfering with her people was simple.

It was the nature of the Yacha. They constantly eat spirits and eventually end up participating in the war themselves.

To want to eat more spirits is behavior that could lead to destruction. That’s what Ryu Cheonhui was trying to prevent.

The original blue and Ryu Cheonhui block the Yacha horde, and Samjon and Maengju, Hanarin block the Chonma.

That was the plan.

“Interesting. hehehehe. Very interesting.”

“……..!”

Until the Chonma arrives here.