Chapter: 715

Honestly, this situation held no benefits to the Demonic Cult. They hid in the Imperial Palace to get rid of all the spies. If only the Guardians had handed over one spy (Elder Khum) as Chun Yeowun asked, he would’ve let the Guardians take credit, while he gets the information.

Apparently, she was not satisfied with that, Yeongwol used tricks that were obvious to everyone’s eyes.

“Ar-aren’t you scared of the aftereffects of such behaviour? If His Highness is told of such unruliness, the non-aggression treaty will be broken.”

When her plan didn’t work, Yeongwol decided to use the Emperor’s name for her benefit. With his lips curled up, Chun Yeowun spoke.

“Who would let the Emperor know if all of you ended up dying here?”

“Y-you!”

Yeongwol’s eyes shook, unable to focus. She tried to turn herself into a prominent figure but ended up walking to the edge of a cliff.

‘It, it was my misjudgement.’

There were two kinds of opponents, one who could be dealt with words, and the other, wherein words should never be used. Foolishly, she ended up being the latter.

“Great Guardian and Left Guardian. Kill them all, don’t even spare a single person.”

“Yes!”

At Chun Yeowun’s command, both of them accepted the order.

As if they were waiting for the command to fall, they leaped forward making Yeongwol and the other court ladies act like mere mortals who needed saving.

“S-stop! Don’t come any further!”

Unlike the leader, the expressions of the court ladies went blunt. As soon as the order fell, Great Guardian Marakim and Left Guardian Hameng moved to implement it. Their speed and efficiency couldn’t even compare to the other warriors as they went to kill them all.

They were notorious ranked Guardians of the Demonic Cult.

Phat!

The court ladies tried to attack Hameng with flame Qi from all directions, but none could touch a strand of his hair.

“That flame doesn’t work on me!”

Puhk! Puhk!

They were no match for his skills. Instead, they were hit by the red sword of Hameng.

They were the court ladies who were unable to feel pain, so even if they got cut or pierced, they kept on attacking until they could move no more.

Puhk! Clang! Thud!

The sword cut through the ladies and they fell to the floor unable to get up. They turned immobile because of the energy that Hameng released while using the Fire Sword. There was no man who could live with the after-effects of Hameng’s sword.

Slash! Chop! Pierce!

With the nickname Wind God, Marakim moved swiftly, cutting down the throats of the court ladies at the speed of the wind. He moved with such agility that even the court ladies who showed beast resilient moves weren’t able to assess what was going on.

‘Wh-where is...’

Puhk! Thud!

Even if they were unable to feel pain, they couldn’t help but feel scared towards an invisible opponent.

“I can’t see him.”