Chapter 141
I Became A Part Time Employee For Gods
I Became A Part Time Employee For Gods Chapter 141
#141. Cheon Taerang (天太é), the Heavenly Demon (2)
âCheon-Seo (天ä¸), Cheon-Seo (天ä¸), Cheon-Cheon-Seo (天天ä¸)!!â
A loud roaring sound.
Tens of thousands of people kneeling under the Heavenly Palace, the main building of the Demonic Cult.
Cheon Taerang looked down at those kneeling in front of him with an indifferent expression.
âMy seatâ¦â
As soon as Cheon Tae-rang opened his mouth, the crowd immediately became quiet.
âThis committee is not at all interested in the great cause of the Demonic Cult.â
The great cause of the Demonic Cult is to monopolize the strong. It refers to taking control of the martial arts world.
For a person who had just ascended to the position of Heavenly Demon to have no intention of pursuing the cause of the Demonic Cult was like a doctor declaring that he would no longer take care of patients.
But who would dare to give advice to the master of the Demonic Cult?
âA thousand years, a thousand years, a thousand years!!â
No one questioned Cheonmaâs remarks.
He just mechanically raised his arms and bowed his head.
Soon, Cheon Taerang opened his mouth again.
Unlike just before, the tone was full of inner energy.
âThis church will not repeat the same mistake as the previous religious leaders. As of now, the Demonic Cult will not be exchanging any communication with the outside world, so if there is anyone who feels opposition, please come forward right now. âI will personally prove that my thoughts are not wrong.â
Coo!
Cheon Taerang took a step forward.
Heavenly Demon Army Limbo (天éè»è¨æ¥).
A heavy energy immediately descended on the area.
Everyoneâs heads lowered even further, as if a piece of iron had been placed on their backs.
Warning.
It was a clear warning.
gulp. Only the sound of spitting was heard below the palace grounds.
âThis concludes the declaration ceremony.â
With those last words, Cheon Taerang turned around.
As the black robe with gold embroidery fluttered,
âCheonse, Cheonse, Cheoncheonse (天天ä¸)!!â
The shouts rang out for a long time.
* * *
âI thinkâ¦.â
The cult leaderâs room in the heavenly palace.
Two men are standing in front of Cheon Tae-rang and speaking passionately.
âIt may be presumptuous to say this, but not supporting the previous leader of the cult means not fulfilling oneâs duties as the master of the Demon Cultâ¦â â
Oh, what youâre saying is that you wonât acknowledge that the owner of the Demon Cult has now changed!â
âwhat? âArenât I just discussing the survival of the Demonic Cult?â
âSo doesnât that mean you will rebel against the words of the current religious leader?â
The vice master, Black Heaven Demon Emperor Haejungak, and the chief elder, Galdo King Musimcheon, were engaged in a fierce debate.
Cheon Taerang just sat cross-legged and closed his eyes.
âTo carry on the legacy of the previous leader! How is that any different from going to war with the Murim Alliance in the current situation? Have you forgotten the days when the old gangsters took turns raiding every other day? Now, the power of the Demonic Cult has barely been restored!â
âYouâre a senior elder and you donât even know why the Demonic Cult exists! âIsnât our goal to defeat everyone who stands in our way and stand in the sky?â
âSo what the vice-religious leader is saying now is that the current religious leader is leading the demonic cult down the wrong path! Is that what you mean!â
The debate showed no sign of ending.
Finally, Cheon Taerang quietly opened his eyes.
âBoth of you stop.â
It was only then that the eyes of the Underwater Evil and the Heartless Heaven turned towards Cheon Taerang.
âThe previous leader was both the Heavenly Demon and my father. Why wouldnât I want to follow my fatherâs will? But look.â
Cheon Taerang stood up without a word and pushed open the huge window at his bedside.
Squeak â
The wooden window opens and sunlight pours in.
Below, the headquarters of the Demonic Cult, surrounded by sheer cliffs, was revealed.
âLook clearly with your own eyes. The power of the Demonic Cult is still recovering.â
The remains of the broken buildings are being moved here and there, and the sound of crackling is constantly heard.
âelder. Did you say earlier that our power was barely restored? Wrong. âWe are still in a precarious situation.â
âsorry.â
Chief Elder Wu Shenzhen bowed his head silently.
Eventually, Cheon Taerangâs gaze turned to the Black Heaven Demon Emperor Hae Jung-ak, who was still standing with a shit-chewing face.
âVice-priest. Why are you so passionate about war? Do you want to regain the glory of your fatherâs time? Orâ¦â
Cheon Taerang paused for a moment.
The underwater devilâs eyes were strangely shiny.
âOr is it to take advantage of the chaos to drive out the main body? Is this person still young? Or did it hurt your pride to come to this position in a womanâs body?â
Cheon Taerangâs long black hair was flowing gently in the wind.
The chief elderâs complexion turned pale as he listened, and he immediately fell to his knees on the ground.
Coo!
âHow could that possibly be the case! âThis is absolutely unfair!â
However, Cheon Taerang still just looked at the underwater evil with an indifferent face.
âElder I did not ask you. The evil of the sea, tell me. âIs it true that your rebellious feelings toward the throne are your loyalty?â
A suffocating tension filled the room.
The underwater evil had not said anything yet.
Cheon Taerang smiled faintly as he watched his white beard tremble.
âThere was a strange rumor going around our school. âThey say that a body that has conceived can never maintain its previous internal strength.â
Cheon Taerang spoke the following words without hesitation.
âSo, since I gave birth to a child 7 days ago, do you think I will not be able to regain my previous strength? Do you think that I, who have risen to the position of the Heavenly Demon, am hiding in the shadow of the Demon Cult out of fear of the Murim Alliance? Are you really planning to fight against me?â
Cheon Taerangâs black eyes flashed coolly.
In the end, the underwater evil could not hold out any longer. His body slowly lowered its posture.
thud!
As soon as he got down on one knee, Haejungak lowered his head.
âLoyal! I could not fathom the heavenly intentions of the religious leader. From now on, I will follow your wishes, so please let go of your anger.â
Because he had his head down so much, he couldnât tell what kind of face the Underwater Evil was speaking with right now.
Cheon Tae-rang just quietly closed his eyes and motioned for them to leave.
The incident that would determine the existence of the Demonic Cult occurred not far from that day.
* * *
Grumble!
Cheon Taerangâs eyes opened brightly due to the intense heat.
âThis heatâ¦?â
I quickly looked around the room, but didnât see anything like fire.
âItâs ominous.â
Cheon Taerang put on only his outerwear and left the room.
The still cool night air seeped deep through my clothes.
Cheon Taerang, who was instinctively adjusting his clothes, suddenly stopped.
A cold sensation that I havenât felt in a long time.
Goosebumps appeared all over my body.
ââ¦I feel cold?â
I have already reached the state of Mythological Sutra.
Isnât it impossible for a body to feel cold, as it has reached the state of not only being able to attain immortality but also being immune to all poisons and invulnerability to cold and cold?
âthisâ¦!â
As soon as he sensed something strange, hundreds of blades rained down on Cheon Tae-rangâs head.
For others, it might have been a moment of âOh, I was caught in the actâ¦â, but it was different with Cheontae.
She was leisurely dodging the blades as if she were playing a rubber band game.
âTch, there is no such thing as a monster.â
âDonât delay and do it all at once.â
âEveryone goes full force!â
Black flocks hiding everywhere flew into the sky all at once.
There were so many that the countless stars in the night sky were obscured in an instant, and Cheon Taerang could only watch them quietly.
âItâs not the Murim Alliance, itâs the Demonic Cult.â
Familiar signs except for a few.
Among them was a pontoon sea bass.
Cheon Tae-rang felt bitter inside.
A terrible night with twinkling stars pouring down on you.
âIf you want to die like that.â
Cheon Taerangâs posture, who had been standing still, changed in an instant.
âThis position is amazing.â
Heavenly Demon Chamgeomsul (天鿬åè¡), One-Second Consciousness (å¸ç¡æ), Heavenly Demon Wave and Moon Cham (天鿳¢ææ¬)!
Squirt!
Black moonlight splits the sky.
Hundreds of shadows fell quickly without a single scream, and the hidden stars twinkled again.
âThatâs boring.â
It may be long, but it will be over in less than three years.
It was when Cheon Taerang regained his stance.
An urgent voice was heard.
âWait a minute! âIt doesnât matter what happens to the child!â
Pontoon pontoon underwater rock.
Cheon Taerang wordlessly waved his hand toward the source of the sound.
Pacheonsura Jangtan (派天æ®å壯å½).
Paaang!
With the sound, the bodies of all the surrounding minions, including Haejungak, exploded.
Cheon Taerangâs eyes had suddenly become cold and sunken.
Not only did they attack me in the middle of the night, they threatened me with my childâs safety.
âYouâve gone too far. âI thought I would show a little mercyâ¦â
A thick, murderous breath flowed out of Cheon Tae-rangâs mouth.
âI will take all your bones from this place today.â
âJust wait! âMaster!â
Someone urgently shouted.
Cheon Taerang looked at the sky.
He too was one of the rebels.
Chief Elder Musimcheon.
Cheon Taerangâs eyes wavered slightly.
âElder, didnât you support me?â
Mushentian couldnât say anything.
Perhaps sensing that the situation was already serious, he disarmed all of his subordinates and then knelt down.
ââ¦even if there were ten mouths, there would be nothing to say. But I have to tell you somethingâ¦!â
Cheon Tae-rang did not listen to him.
âWhy do you open your mouth needlessly when you say you have nothing to say?â
With a snap of a finger, Musimcheonâs head flew off.
Sigh!
The faces of his subordinates turned pale at the sight of Musimcheon falling down in a fountain of blood.
âYou should not expect mercy from the throne.â
If the child had not been mentioned, he could have been spared.
But the line had already been crossed.
Cheontaerangâs merciless massacre began.
And from the mouths of those struggling to survive, Cheon Tae-rang had no choice but to hear the truth that he did not want to face.
âChurch leader, wait a momentâ¦!â
Sigh!
âThe leaderâs child is taken hostage by the Murim Allianceâ¦!â
Sigh!
âJin is real! âHeâs using the child who inherited the leaderâs skills as a medium to curse the leaderâ¦!â
Sigh!
âIf this continues, not only the childâs life but also the leaderâs life will be in danger!!â
Sigh!
âPlease believe me! For the survival of the Demonic Cult, we have no choice but to make a choiceâ¦!!â
Sigh!
âPlease, leaderâ¦!!â
Sigh!
For a moment,
Cheon Taerangâs slaughter stopped.
The chill of the night air was becoming more and more intense.
Before he knew it, Cheon Tae-rang was trying to control his trembling body and started performing light attacks like crazy.
âThat canât be possible. âThat could never happen!!â
You put a curse on yourself using a child as a medium.
There is no way such an evil technique exists in the world.
Moreover,
their child is in a safe place where no one knows.
Not in midfield, where the smell of blood overflows, but somewhere else at the end of the earth!
However, after a while, Cheon Tae-rangâs body collapsed helplessly.
A small village on the outskirts where she hid her child.
In front of the village that had already turned into a black heap of ashes, Cheon Tae-rang could not say anything.
I suddenly remember myself waking up suddenly due to the intense heat.
Hot tears flowed down Cheon Tae-rangâs cheeks.
Dawn was coming.
In a world dyed bright red, Cheon Taerang slowly stood up.
There was nothing more to worry about with her.
* * *
100,000 Daesan (åè¬å¤§å±±) Between the rugged canyons called the home of immortals.
The Heavenly Demonâs Three Swords (天éä¸å) First Style (天éä¸å) The Heavenly Demonâs Manifest God (天éç¾ç¥) Island (é)!
Paaang!
Every time there is a flash of light, a fountain of blood gushes out.
It didnât matter what their purpose was in the first place.
To Cheon Tae-rang, all the martial arts people were nothing more than greedy beasts.
Heavenly Demonâs Three Swords (天éä¸å) Jeisik (é¡äºå¼) Heavenly Demonâs Revelation (天鿮復) Change (å)!
Every time her hand sharply cut through the air,
everyone, including the Murim Alliance, the Demon Cult, and the Blood Cult, were cut into pieces and spewed out a fountain of blood.
The third form of the Heavenly Demonâs Three Swords, Pacheonhwang (ç ´å¤©è)!
Rumbling!
Kwaang!!
Finally,
heaven and earth became quiet.
Shoot,
blood is raining.
In the sea of blood, Cheon Taerang stood blankly for a while.
There will be no one left alive on this mountain now.
No, perhaps no one survived this riverâ¦.
It was then.
I felt a buzz from above.
A group of men and women.
It was out of the ordinary.
Not only the pure white sword and the sparkling golden sword, but also a strange person with black wings hanging on his back as if by some evil trick, and a child wrapped in bandages like a jiangshi of the blood religion.
Cheon Taerangâs empty eyes suddenly became harsh.
âAre there still rats?â¦â
Her hands tightened.