Supreme, no, the Overlord Blood Martial God was no ordinary person.
He was the youngest child born to a wealthy and famous family. Up to that point it was a peaceful and even fun time of his life.
But at the age of six, his life was changed by a warrior by the name of Jeon Gyeom, who was part of the Seven Evils of the Forces of Evil, who happened to be his teacher.
[I, Jeon Gyeom, have found the greatest martial arts shown by the heavens.]
And as such, with his notorious name, he had various martial arts which he passed down to this six-year-old child for over ten years. However, once the child turned 16, the man lost his life.
The reason was simple.
[There is nothing more to learn.]
Although he had a reputation for being vicious, he didn’t believe that the disciple he cared for would one day choose to betray him by erasing his own existence.
And so, the Overlord Blood Martial God killed his teacher who was known to be undefeatable.
To him the role of his teacher was simple supply and demand. And in that way he absorbed all the martial arts of the Seven Evils, who were said to be the strongest of the Forces of Evil, and reached the level of a Great Warrior at the age of 28.
The first thing he did was to kill his own brothers and family members and collect all their assets.
[You… why…]
[The weak need to be weeded out and the strong should take everything.]
At the age of 28, he only had evil within him.
He established his overwhelming hegemony with the wealth he snatched from his own family and revealed his emotions to the world.
After making his own castle grounds, the man had fought more than 600 times against other strong warriors, but he hadn’t even lost once until the Four Great Warriors came.
He was truly worthy of being referred to as Martial God. And now 17 years later, he was convinced that he was the one who was the absolute being when it came to martial arts and not the Four Great Warriors.
And he was certain of it until just a moment ago.
Creepy
The chilling sensation went down his spine.
Just like animals, humans also possessed instincts.
That instinct was born through numerous sensations, and is often referred to as the sixth sense which understands the five senses.
The sensation he was feeling now wasn’t nice, it was fear.
‘No. How…’
Does this mean that the absolute being was feeling fear?
He wanted to deny this unpleasant feeling, but—
Rumble!
His joints were shaking like they wouldn’t move. It felt like his entire body was afraid of the one called Mumu.
‘No.’
Here, thinking so, he decided to change. Until now, he thought of Mumu as a vessel to own, but not anymore.
For the first time he considered his own vessel as nothing more than his worst enemy.
‘Enemy!’
All the vessels who shared the soul with him agreed with it. If they didn’t kill that being, everything they wanted would become impossible.
Another change occurred in the bodies of the vessels who decided to end Mumu at all costs.
Crack! Clench!
The veins in their bodies turned black and their bodies looked like demons.
‘Ghastly Blood Demonic Arts!’
This was it.
The technique, created to change the flow of blood, reversed the energy movement and burned away the innate energy.
It made the user several times stronger for a duration of 30 minutes. Blood flowed out from the nose and eyes.
“Kuaaaa.”
Every one of them felt pain. It was because after forcibly developing and condensing the muscles, the blood circulation was speeded up. Their bodies were already having a hard time coping with the changes.
If it went on too long, they wouldn’t last.
‘Even so, we need to kill that guy!’
Bang!
The vessels with maximum hostility moved at the same time, in order to kill their greatest enemy who stood in their way.
Pappat!
The vessels pushed their bodies to their limits and moved for Mumu at the same time. It was only for a moment, but now each one of them was performing with amazing movements.
Wooong!
In each of their hands were intangible swords containing the uniqueness of their Supreme being. The five disregarded everything and just ran to cut down Mumu.
That was the moment—
“Phew.”
Kwaaaang!
Starting from the ground, which was trembling, rose a huge gust of wind. Along with that, the vessels holding the sword just got pushed back like a candle’s flame being blown out.
‘… No way.’
Il looked at this with a shocked face. No, the ceiling which should have been there didn’t exist anymore.
Above the hole, he could see the blue sky with clouds.
‘!!!!!’
Il, who was staring at the sight, was confused and gulped as he looked at Mumu.
Shhh!
There, he could see Mumu slowly lowering his leg he had lifted. It wasn’t anything special.
Just a simple movement. The hole in the ceiling went on for miles, and for a moment everyone was lost.
“Will you not come? Then.”
Shh!
Mumu rolled up his middle finger to his thumb.
Crack!
Then Mumu’s forearm muscles and the fine muscles on the back of his hand began to rise and appear more clearly. He rolled his finger and yet the air seemed to shake around it.
Gooooooo!
In that state, Mumu just snapped the finger and the vessels which were scattered around.
Snap!
Paaaaaang!
The moment Mumu snapped his fingers, a wave could be clearly seen, and the sound of air being pierced could be heard.
Crack!
Just like that, the body of one vessel disappeared due to the force ahead, and it didn’t end there.
Mumu snapped his fingers constantly.
And—
Kwakwakwakwakwang! Bang!
Bang! Kwakwakwakwang!
All the areas were being targeted, and along with it, one, two—around 14 were cut down.
The number of people remaining now was only eight. And it could be said that this happened in the blink of an eye.
It was no exaggeration to say that each warrior he took down was on the level of a Great Warrior, and they were being killed like ants.
Prrrr!
Il was so overwhelmed by the power of those attacks, that his body was trembling.
Despite sharing the soul, the difference could be felt. The fear he was feeling was far greater than what Supreme was experiencing.
‘We cannot win.’
The end was already in his mind.
Killing that monster was impossible even with Supreme using his best martial arts.
An Invincible Enemy was what Mumu was.
And he turned to Supreme—
‘…’
With shaking eyes.
One might not have noticed it, but he was breaking into a cold sweat. Here the thoughts of Il, flowed to Supreme.
That is—
“Wouldn’t you like to know about your mother?”
Il shouted at Mumu while he was killing the others. And since they shared a soul, they wanted Mumu to stop.
This was their last resort.
Flinch!
At that, Mumu stopped snapping his fingers, and seeing this, Il was sure that this guess was the correct decision.
‘As I thought.’
This monster held one weakness. It was that he had affection for things.
The Overlord Blood Martial God believed that affection was meaningless when it came to fighting someone, so he managed to kill every family member of his with his own hands.
As for those who were considered to be failed kids, he would abandon them by killing them.
‘Fault.’
To him, Mumu’s longing and affection for his mother was a weakness which would make him weak.
Paaang!
The wind spread, and Mumu appeared right in front of Muil.
It was only a moment.
“You can tell me more about my mother?”
He spoke to Mumu, trying to be calm,
“I can tell you.”
With those words, Muil focused his mind and conveyed his will to the remaining vessel.
[I will draw his attention. Aim for him when his guard is down. However, you should step away at that time, Supreme.]
[What?]
[He is not something you can deal with now.]
[…]
Although his pride didn’t allow it, he wasn’t going to deny the truth he faced and decided to accept what he was told. There was no other way to deal with this monster.
Then, being called Supreme and the main body, if he loses his life, then his efforts all this while would be useless.
[If only you are alive, we can promise the future. For those who can be made again, we have enough time. You can always make new bodies for yourself.]
Right.
Because they could switch bodies, it meant he held eternal life. So the humiliation didn’t feel bad.
Get the power to kill him or wait for the human to die. And he decided.
[I get it.]
He agreed to move back when Mumu showed an opening.
“Your mother is also one of the few women I have cared for. That is why I remember her better than others.”
“You remember my mother?”
“Yes. But everything in the world has an equal price to pay.”
“Equal price?”
“You realize what I am saying.”
At that Mumu sighed and said,
“Are you asking me to help you in return for telling me about my mother?”
‘… This brat.’
His anger seemed to be rising at this. No one had ever responded this arrogantly to him.
And to think a measly vessel born for his purpose was doing that. Yet, Muil endured.
If he got angry here, things would go wrong.
“… Right. I will admit it. your strength has surpassed that of father. You inherited the most purest of his blood.”
Muil turned to touch the emotions of Mumu. Bloodlines and all that meant nothing to him.
Everything except himself was nothing but a piece of meat breathing for his use. If he could exploit someone’s weakness to use them, he would.
Shhhh!
According to his intentions, the plan was to get out of here while the others tried to handle Mumu.
It was right then—
Snap!
Mumu snapped his fingers at Supreme who was disappearing without even looking. At that moment, the wind pressure that shook his face moved right for him, and the head of Supreme was blown off.
Crack!
‘!!!!’
Muil’s eyes widened at this.
“You!”
Mumu turned back and said with cold eyes,
“As long as you are alive, you have an ambition for the future. For those who are immortal-like beings and have as many bodies as you want to use… you seriously plan so many things.”
‘!?’
The moment he heard it, Muil went stiff.
How much of their talks did the guy hear? As he was puzzled, Mumu grabbed his neck.
Clench!
“Kuak!”
“I do not know why but I heard what you both talked about.”
The eyes of Muil shook.
It was an unexpected situation.
So, wasn’t this like playing child games in front of him? It was quite embarrassing.
“That… that… to save the life of Supreme. The talks we just had…”
“Did you think I would believe anything you said after calling my mother an object to give birth?”
At the voice rising in anger from Mumu, Muil gave up the will to fight. It was impossible to do anything against Mumu so he said,
“I am your father. Are you trying to go against your filial duty? If so, then you…”
“You are misunderstanding something here.”
“What?”
“My father is an amazing man called Yu Yeop-kyung. And I don’t know why I need to be filial to you. You are well… um… just die.”
Kwakw!
Mumu, who was about to say something, put strength into his fist. And at that moment, the neck of Muil just tore down.
Grabbing the head of Muil. Mumu turned to the other remaining vessel. And squeezed the left hand’s finger.
“You waited so long.”
Paaang!
As soon as he said it, he flicked his fingers, creating a gust of wind which soon turned into tornadoes and rushed at the last remaining vessel.