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Chapter 588: Titanic and the Iceberg (2)

Qin Ye, Kwon Kyung-ho and Ryu Changmin stood at the bow of the ship, while Wang Chenghao and Oda Nobutada remained in the captain’s cabin. Nobody said a word. All eyes remained completely transfixed on Gonjiam Asylum that lay straight ahead of them.

In a few minutes’ time, the punitive expedition from Cathay was going to clash directly against the tens of thousands of troops from the Hanyang Underworld, together with the few special agents from the Russian Underworld as well.

After all… they were but five men…

The MV Sewol drew closer and closer. 2,000 meters… 1,500 meters…

Here stood the only man across the entire history of Cathay to have been hailed as invincible. All eyes were naturally on him.

“I represent the glorious Hell. What reason do I have to cower?” Qin Ye licked his lips greedily. It was strange. Now that things have come to this, he didn’t feel even the slightest bit of fear in his heart. He had a wealth of chaotic experiences under his belt, ranging from the tragedy of the Hungry Ghost Festival, to the battle at the Strait of Tsushima, and even the bloody Battle of Qufu. Although it was the first time he was standing toe to toe against an entire underworld at once, he felt indescribably calm.

“Go faster.” He shut his eyes and spoke directly to the two in the captain’s cabin, “Full speed ahead.”

His entire body blazed with jade-green netherflames. He wore ancient Cathayan armor, carried his head in one hand and the Kiku-ichimonji with the other. He was ready for war.

Within moments, MV Sewol’s entire body was covered with even denser Yin energy that appeared to even glow with a brilliant dark luster. It’s target was clear - the Gate of the Dead!

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Thump, thump, thump!

However, Liu Yu couldn’t care less about these things. His eyes remained completely transfixed on the wreckage of the massive ship that was still hurtling towards them at top speed.

Just like Qin Ye, he too had reasons for being unable to back off.

Liu Yu seemed petrified. His Yin energy stopped flowing, and his entire breadth of perspective was filled with Choi Tae-min’s desperate, pleading expression that was etched onto the bow of the ship. At the same time, the only things that seemed to be moving were the countless living dead that continued to plow forward like an entire army of marching ants.

“I’m sorry.”

10 meters!

As the boundless nethergale buffeted their clothes and caused everything to flutter about wildly, Liu Yu finally thrusted forward mightily with his spear with a deafening bellow!

Time seemed to freeze at that moment. With an earth-shattering bang, the spear struck the MV Sewol’s bow dead on. But, a split second later, Liu Yu found himself being pushed back by the MV Sewol’s relentless charge. That said, the spear didn’t break, and he continued to hold on fervently as he resisted the MV Sewol’s approach!

Qin Ye’s pupils narrowed at once.

How could one person actually stop the momentum of the MV Sewol that we’ve been building up over such a long time?! Is this the might of the strongest Judge in the history of Hell?

The MV Sewol is still 1,000 meters away from the Gate of the Dead!

“How is he actually able to achieve with just pure Yin energy what special Yin spirits can achieve only with their unique abilities?” Ryu Changmin couldn’t believe what he was seeing. Everything was borne entirely out of the might of an Infernal Judge that had refined and condensed his abilities several times over!

He had simply dug deep into the ground, dragging out two long grooves as he continued to be pushed back!

Rumyantsev hasn’t even made his move yet… That’s right, he couldn’t care less what becomes of the Hanyang Underworld. All he cares about is the safety and security of the script of death. He’s the true ‘insurance’ standing before the Gate of the Dead.

Distance… I need more distance!

Closer… I need to get it a little bit closer!

Back in the captain’s cabin. Oda Nobutada gasped softly, “My Lord… If we speed up any further, we might not be able to maintain our stability and balance! This ship is carried forward by the living dead after all… If we push them any harder, they wouldn’t be able to maintain their stance and form any longer!”

“Yes…” Oda Nobutada gritted his teeth. At once, Kiku-ichimonji lit up with several black runic symbols and surged straight into the ship below.

Choi Tae-min’s face on the bow of the ship immediately twisted with pain and agony. The chains emerging from his mouth rattled violently and tightened up even more. Meanwhile, the living dead below looked up as though they had heard another order. At once, they roared at the top of their voices and charged forward at maximum speed, no longer bothering to keep cadence with the other living dead around them!

At once, the MV Sewol began to leave a trail of red in the wake of its travel. It was a path forged by the blood from the countless living dead who had been trampled over in the wake of the MV Sewol’s burst of speed.

“Stop the ship at all costs!!”

The 20,000 skeletal cavalrymen rumbled at once, charging forward like a rushing tsunami. The front of their formation was located only about 100 meters from the MV Sewol. Within moments, they moved so quickly that they appeared no different from a mighty stream of nethergale, converging together like a river delta and sweeping straight into the MV Sewol!

Like a terrifying wave striking an indomitable force! It was a battle for territorial rights that was invisible to all humans. Within moments, a series of gleaming lights from blades flickered coldly, and the sound of swords slicing through flesh echoed through the surroundings. The cavalrymen weren’t aiming their attacks at the body of the MV Sewol. Rather, they were targeting the living dead that were carrying the MV Sewol forward.

“CHAAARGE!!!”

Qin Ye cursed under his breath.

I can’t wait any longer…

BOOM!! A terrifying wave of Yin energy erupted in the sky. At once, Qin Ye swooped down from the skies like a majestic eagle, thrusting his spear right towards the crown of Liu Yu’s head.

Liu Yu exploded with rage. Meanwhile, the MV Sewol pushed forward yet another 100 meters.

All nine KGB agents standing in front of the throne of bones immediately looked over.

“Liu Yu!” Qin Ye laughed boisterously, “Have you no shame? As a feudal official of Hell, how could you prostitute yourself to other underworlds in search for glory?! The Third King Yanluo has promised you independence, but when did he ever allow you to allow other underworlds to intervene with your affairs?!”

“Absurd! You can only be considered truly independent once you have properly established your own underworld! And before you do so, the solicitation of the aid of foreign underworlds without Hell’s consent is naturally an act of rebellion and treason! Liu Yu, do you really think you will be able to stand against the wrath of the new Hell?!”

Rumble… A mighty shockwave of Yin energy rippled out, sweeping right across the entire Gwangju City.

“Then… we have nothing more to talk about. DIE!!!”