Chapter: 772
The man closed the lid of the wooden red box that held the remains of the dead worm. After carefully thinking, he opened his mouth.
“... we failed.”
On the lid of the red wooden box, the word ‘Blood’ was written.
This worm in the box had been connected to the worm that had been implanted into Blood Master’s body. She was one of the six main seats and had been given the mission of entering the Imperial Palace.
The man in bandages looked at the man in the shadows who was sitting cross-legged in front of the Yaksha statue.
The tremendous and intimidating energy the seated man was emitting was the reason behind the other man’s nervousness.
After a long period of silence, the man sitting in front of the Yaksha statue, silently touched the floor with his hand.
Phut!
“Kuak!”
The man who was holding the red box, had been flung backwards like a sack of rice.
After retreating ten steps, he began vomiting mouthfuls of blood as if he’d been injured.
Thud!
The man in the bandages had continued vomiting blood, before dropping to his knees and then smacking his head into the ground
He’d done so because he knew well that ‘that person’ hated hearing excuses.
The man in front of the Yaksha statue, finally opened his mouth.
“Do Yeom, Do Kwang, Do Munju, call all three of them here.”
It was a low, but terrifying voice.
The man in bandages’ eyes widened at his words.
Those three were the Martial Masters of the clan.
“Huh? Are you talking about ‘that’ Do Munju?”
“Change in plans. Send them to Tongho to support the others.”
The man bandages’ was again shocked.
There had never been more than two top ranking members of the same family in the Blade God Six Martial clan.
However, in this case, half of the Martial Masters were from the same family.
‘Whew... Tongho will be drenched in blood.’
The seated man had shown his willingness to achieve the great world he wanted to create.
“The Lord’s command shall be obeyed!”
The underground hall, the last floor.
Hu Bong’s wounds had completely healed, and his life, which had been on the verge of fading away, had been saved.
His face, which had grown pale, had regained its previous ruddy complexion.