Chronicles of the Demonic Cult Conversion-Chapter 11 : Chapter 11

Chapter 11: Just One of You Come Forward.
The appearance of the Iron-Blooded Demonic God did not seem to belong to the mortal world.
Her long, jet-black hair flowed with a mysterious luster as if made of heavenly silkworm silk, and her skin was beyond white jade, like the soft moonlight.
Her deep purple eyes created the illusion that they were embedded with amethysts.
The eyes of the Iron-Blooded Demonic God seemed to contain chaos itself, a mixture of the insight to see through all creation, an endless void, boredom, madness, and passion.
Her gracefully drawn eyebrows, her lips that shone blood-red as if smeared with sacred blood, and the beautiful curve of her nose.
In addition to that, her tall stature, comparable to any man, and her curvaceous figure that was faintly revealed were enough to be called a masterpiece carved by a master artisan.
The number one beauty in the world?
A beauty that could topple nations?
Or a beauty that shames the moon and makes flowers blush?
That was not enough.
It would not be an exaggeration to say that the beauty of the Iron-Blooded Demonic God was beyond the mortal world and belonged to the celestial realm.
Perhaps because of that, even though she was a woman, she did not feel like a woman at all.
How dare they?
Her expressionless face and cold eyes, as if she were a being without emotions, and her overwhelming dignity and pressure that placed the world beneath her feet.
In addition to that, the black dragon robe she wore like a cloak proved her high status, so she existed simply as the Iron-Blooded Demonic God, transcending gender.
A being that all men in the world might be enchanted by, but would not dare to harbor lustful thoughts for.
The current Heavenly Demon, the Iron-Blooded Demonic God, was such a woman.
“The Heavenly Demon reigns, the demonic path rules the world! Ten thousand years, ten thousand years, ten thousand times ten thousand years!”
The warriors of the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult all prostrated themselves before the Iron-Blooded Demonic God, showing their respect.
Woooong!
Jin Yeong-in noticed that the Iron-Blooded Demonic God and the warriors of the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult were creating some kind of resonance.
‘The Iron-Blooded Demonic God… is stabilizing the demonic practitioners.’
The warriors of the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult who had been demonified had returned to their original forms.
That wasn't all.
The warriors of the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult, who had been on the verge of collapsing from exhaustion, looked as healthy as ever.
“Ah!”
Jin Yeong-in realized why the Heavenly Demon was the heaven of the demonic path, and why she was called the being who reigned over all demonic practitioners.
He could feel it.
The power the Heavenly Demon possessed.
It was a power of a nature that could not simply be called demonic qi.
That power encompassed and led the demonic practitioners, exerting an immense influence.
Jin Yeong-in thought that the power was probably not something like martial arts, but rather a unique ability of the Heavenly Demon.
“How dare you.”
The Iron-Blooded Demonic God opened her mouth.
A low, deep voice.
In that one word, filled with an endless rage, the authority of destruction was unleashed.
Pop! Pop! Pop! Pop! Pop!
A dozen or so Righteous Heavenly Alliance warriors who had been pressing the bridge were blown to pieces.
It was a surreal sight that was hard to believe even after witnessing it with one's own eyes.
“……!”
“……!”
“……!”
The Righteous Heavenly Alliance warriors froze where they stood.
They looked as if the flow of time had stopped for them.
“You are not worthy of looking at me.”
The Iron-Blooded Demonic God commanded.
A command with an irresistible force.
No, it was not a command, but a heavenly decree.
“Keueuk!”
“Ugh, ughhh!”
Nearly two hundred Righteous Heavenly Alliance warriors groaned in pain and knelt one by one.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Soon, the Righteous Heavenly Alliance warriors slammed their heads on the ground three times, and blood flowed from their foreheads.
The Iron-Blooded Demonic God, who had received the submission of all.
She turned to Jin Yeong-in with a haughty gaze.
“Disciple of the Azure Heaven Divine Warrior, what is it that you desire? If you desire revenge, it shall be granted.”
The Iron-Blooded Demonic God asked Jin Yeong-in.
‘What I desire.’
Of course, what Jin Yeong-in desired was revenge.
Although it was now something that had not happened, Jin Yeong-in could never forget the terrible things that had been done to him before he returned to the past.
But Jin Yeong-in never wanted to leave his revenge in the hands of others.
He wanted to become stronger and repay them with his own hands.
Also, simply killing them was not Jin Yeong-in's revenge.
He wanted to shatter the hypocrisy of those disgusting bastards, tear off the human masks they wore, and reveal their true nature to the whole world.
Therefore, Jin Yeong-in's answer to the Iron-Blooded Demonic God's question was…….
“I… do not desire their deaths.”
“Is it because of some old-fashioned chivalry, or are you afraid of a bloodbath because you are soft-hearted by nature?”
“It is neither.”
Jin Yeong-in shook his head.
“Their lives, I wish to take them myself in the future.”
At Jin Yeong-in's answer, a faint smile appeared on the Iron-Blooded Demonic God's lips and then disappeared.
Of course, since it happened in a fleeting moment, even Jin Yeong-in did not notice it…….
“Is that so.”
The Iron-Blooded Demonic God nodded as if she understood.
“I understand your will. However, regardless of your will, I will receive the minimum blood price. As the leader of the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult, I have a duty to punish those who have harmed the warriors of our cult.”
“Yes, my Liege.”
After hearing Jin Yeong-in's answer, the Iron-Blooded Demonic God turned her gaze far away.
The place where her gaze rested.
There was the boat carrying the leaders of the Righteous Heavenly Alliance.
***
Before the advent of the Iron-Blooded Demonic God.
“The resistance of the demons is fierce.”
“How much longer can they hold out? We should be able to subdue all of them within a quarter of an hour at most.”
“Who would have thought that members of the Demonic Cult were secretly operating here?”
Meanwhile, the high-ranking officials of the Righteous Heavenly Alliance were not participating in the battle and were watching the situation from a distance.
Zhongnan Sect, Flowing Cloud Divine Sword Baek Un-hwi.
Diancang Sect, Light-Splitting Sword Ha Jin.
Hebei Peng Clan, Hegemon's Saber Paeng Geon-chang.
Heavenly Martial Academy, Heavenly Martial Elder Yi Yung.
Righteous Heavenly Alliance, Demon Extermination Squad Leader Heavenly Sword Ho Jong-ak.
And so on.
The reason they did not step forward was to prepare for any eventuality, but it was also because there was no need for them to do so.
But when the Iron-Blooded Demonic God suddenly descended, it would not be an exaggeration to say that their position was in a dilemma.
Although they were masters who held positions in the Righteous Heavenly Alliance, it was impossible for them to dare to face the Iron-Blooded Demonic God.
In the first place, they were not masters who could represent the Righteous Heavenly Alliance.
Only Ho Jong-ak, the leader of the Demon Extermination Squad, was known to be a supreme master.
Even that Ho Jong-ak was just as bewildered.
‘We're annihilated.’
Even for the head of the fearsome Demon Extermination Squad, the Iron-Blooded Demonic God was an object of fear, not an opponent to arouse fighting spirit against.
A being beyond standards.
To face the Iron-Blooded Demonic God with such a hastily assembled force was absurd.
‘This is ridiculous!’
Who would have predicted the advent of the Iron-Blooded Demonic God?
In the first place, no one even thought that Jin Yeong-in was a real spy for the Demonic Cult or had learned demonic arts.
The current situation itself was like a blind man catching a mouse, and the Righteous Heavenly Alliance did not expect the strength of the Demonic Cult to be strong.
They judged them to be low-level demonic soldiers engaged in espionage, and in the end, that judgment was correct.
But the Iron-Blooded Demonic God…….
From the perspective of the Righteous Heavenly Alliance, it was truly a bolt from the blue.
Seuk.
The Iron-Blooded Demonic God stretched out her hand towards the boat carrying the leaders of the Righteous Heavenly Alliance.
Woooong!
A strong pressure, as if their bodies were about to explode, enveloped the boat carrying the leaders of the Righteous Heavenly Alliance.
Chwaaaaaa!
Even though no one was rowing, the boat began to cut through the water at a terrifying speed.
Soon, the boat carrying the leaders of the Righteous Heavenly Alliance collided with the Demonic Cult warship at a terrifying speed and got stuck in its hull.
“Uwaaaaaak!”
“Ack!”
The leaders of the Righteous Heavenly Alliance screamed and were thrown off.
“I-impossible!”
“A demon… truly a demon……!”
People could not hide their astonishment at the power wielded by the Iron-Blooded Demonic God.
It was considered amazing to move even a small object with psychokinesis.
But to be able to pull a boat weighing tens of thousands of catties from dozens of zhang away…….
That wasn't the end.
Woong!
Thud!
The leaders of the Righteous Heavenly Alliance who were on the boat floated up and were thrown onto the deck.
“I will not take the lives of small fry.”
The Iron-Blooded Demonic God said to the leaders of the Righteous Heavenly Alliance.
“Anyone will do. One of you step forward and pay the blood price. I will only take that one life.”
At the Iron-Blooded Demonic God's notice, the faces of the leaders of the Righteous Heavenly Alliance turned pale.
***
The Righteous Heavenly Alliance was in a position where they should have prostrated themselves and bowed.
Normally, a bloodbath would have occurred.
If that had happened, all the Righteous Heavenly Alliance warriors present here would have become fish food, and their souls would have become lonely ghosts and wandered as water ghosts of the Yangtze River.
However, since the Iron-Blooded Demonic God only demanded a single life, it was a narrow escape for the Righteous Heavenly Alliance.
With one life, the one hundred and fifty or so Righteous Heavenly Alliance warriors present here could live, so how could it not be a good deal?
However, no one readily offered their life.
“…….”
“…….”
“…….”
A heavy silence continued.
They just kept their mouths shut and rolled their eyes, looking at each other.
Everyone was thinking the same thing.
In a situation where only one person had to be sacrificed, no one wanted to offer their own life.
But it was not a situation where they could just keep looking at each other.
The Iron-Blooded Demonic God did not rush them.
She just waited quietly…….
But that waiting of the Iron-Blooded Demonic God acted as a terrifying pressure on them.
Thinking that the Iron-Blooded Demonic God's patience might run out at any moment, their insides were in a frantic hurry.
‘Damn it all.’
The Demon Extermination Squad leader, Ho Jong-ak, gritted his teeth inwardly.
‘Someone has to step forward. Right now.’
In fact, it was already a bit late.
There were more than a few eyes watching.
In a situation where they should have been rushing to step forward, they were all showing the disgraceful sight of keeping their mouths shut and looking at each other.
As seniors and adults, they should have proudly shown the spirit of the righteous path against that Iron-Blooded Demonic God.
It would not be an exaggeration to say that the prestige and face of the famous masters present here had already been thrown into the gutter.
Now who would receive their teachings, and who would trust and follow them?
They shouldn't have emphasized chivalry to their juniors in the first place.
‘Is this the true demon?’
In Ho Jong-ak's opinion, the Iron-Blooded Demonic God was a true demon.
The Iron-Blooded Demonic God was trying to take something more precious than life.
Those who walk the righteous path should be able to throw away their lives like straw for the sake of chivalry.
Even if it wasn't sincere, they had to at least appear so on the outside.
That was how people, the world, would look up to and respect the heroes of the Orthodox Factions.
But if chivalry fell to the ground like this, the Orthodox Factions would be worse off than dead.
What was the difference between an Orthodox Faction that had lost the noble value of chivalry and the mobs of the Black Path?
‘It cannot be like that. Absolutely not.’
Ho Jong-ak hastily made a decision to avoid the worst-case scenario.
Ho Jong-ak's gaze, which had been quickly scanning the surroundings, rested on an old man with white hair.
Heavenly Martial Elder Yi Yung.
The oldest among the martial instructors of the Heavenly Martial Academy, and the person with the weakest background among those present here.
- Elder Yi.
- Wh-what is it?
Yi Yung answered Ho Jong-ak's telepathy, startled.
- It seems Elder Yi will have to step forward.
- What?!
- I am truly sorry, but right now, there seems to be no one else who can step forward but you, Elder Yi.
Ho Jong-ak did not stop there.
- What are you all doing? Hurry and plead with Elder Yi.
Ho Jong-ak requested help from the others.
Meanwhile, Jin Yeong-in noticed something strange and frowned.
- It seems Elder Yi will have to step forward.
He wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but it felt like he could hear the telepathy they were sharing.
‘Don't tell me?’
Jin Yeong-in looked back at the Iron-Blooded Demonic God.