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Every time the lantern swayed, a blade-like black energy split the night sky.
The four men in black fought with lanterns in one hand and swords in the other. Nevertheless, they were able to handle the Thirteen Wings of the Apostles and the Secret Agent.
Shhh! Boom!
Visain dodged the flying sword by flying his body. The stone lantern behind him was cut off and shattered.
Sasa sasa sasa sak!
A series of black blasts poured down towards Visain.
The ones who stopped the flying sword were Ilrang, Irang, and Samrang.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The black energy clashed with the black energy and dissolved into the air.
The pouring black energy was blocked again by the other thirteen apostles, who took turns changing places.
They were persistently targeting only Visa, and the Sado 13th Ranger blocked the incoming attacks with perfect teamwork.
The battle of the Four Great and Fourteen. The reason this tilted battle was possible was because of their internal energy.
They were pouring out their sword energy without stopping, to an astonishing degree.
At first, Visan expected this fight to end quickly. If he kept using his internal energy like that, his dantian would soon be empty.
But their internal energy did not dry up.
It wasn’t just the attacks that were difficult to deal with. When the Sado 13th Wing counterattacked, the four black-clad men drew strange trajectories to avoid the sword energy.
Their feet were slightly lifted from the ground, so it was accurate to say that they were flying. Their ecstasy, like gliding on ice, was something I had never experienced before.
That wasn’t all. The black and blue light coming from the lantern had a dark aura that slowed down not only people’s minds but also their movements.
“back!”
At the command of the Visain, the Sado Shibthirteen Langs withdrew from the three generals again.
At first glance, it seemed like we were being pushed back by their momentum, but that wasn’t the case.
It was a deliberate retreat of the visa.
Visain was focused on one fact while fighting.
These guys are not normal drones. I knew that the reason they can make such amazing movements and endlessly pour out their sword energy was because of the shadowy strings connected to the palanquin.
‘Let’s see how much longer it lasts!’
In order to resolve that question, Visain kept stepping back.
Surprisingly, even though I was fighting completely outside of Cheonhwaru, the line continued to grow longer.
Anyway, the longer the line, the worse it was. If it got longer, there would be more opportunities to cut it, and the internal energy that was passed on to them would decrease rather than increase.
But as if that was a mistake, a rougher and more powerful sword energy swept out from the four black-clad men.
Fortunately, the Sado 13th Rangers were the elite among the elites. Even though their opponents were launching attacks beyond common sense, they were not flustered and skillfully dealt with them.
-Ilrang! We have to cut that off!
-I agree with you.
-I’ll cut off the leftmost one! Focus your attacks on the other three!
-Yes, Your Majesty!
The Visain and the Sadoshipsamrang, who had been avoiding everything, counterattacked simultaneously.
Shh! Shh! Shh! Shh! Shh! Shh! Shh!
At the moment when the Thirteen Apostles simultaneously swung their swords to protect him, Bisain kicked the ground and rushed towards the man in black on the far left.
Visain used his magic to dodge the sword energy thrown by the man in black and swung his sword.
Shhh!
The man in black quickly slid away and dodged.
The visage that passed him twisted its body and brought its sword down. Its target was not the man in black, but the black strings connected to his body.
At that moment, the black line rippled and dodged the attack.
The visa-holder persistently chased after the line, and the black man fiercely attacked the visa-holder.
The other black-clad men could not help him, because the Apostles were pouring out the attacks they had been holding back on them.
Paaak!
Blood spurted from Visain’s shoulder. Instead, he certainly received the price for flying while risking injury.
Choaaaak!
The black-clad man’s rope on the left snapped. The rope swayed like a cut snake. Black smoke poured out from the cut rope.
In the smoke, the Visa and the black man intersected.
Shhhh!
Phew!
Blood spurting out in the smoke.
It was something that came straight out of the chest of the man in black. The man in black, whose string had been cut, was no match for Bisain.
As the man in black collapsed and died, the lantern he was holding went out.
The three remaining black-clad men who had lost their comrades screamed. Then, a wailing sound came from the lanterns they were holding.
Swaaaaaaah!
The dark magic created by the evil spirits spread out from the lantern and engulfed them.
Ilrang shouted.
“Form the Demon Extermination Formation!”
Then, the thirteen apostles gathered together around Bisain and began to examine him.
The powerful energy that spread from the completed examination blocked the flying evil spirit.
As the evil energy that had spread out was blocked, the lantern’s mournful cry became even more sorrowful.
Visain did not miss this moment of opportunity to block their attacks.
Visain, Ilrang, Irang, and Samrang, four people flew at the same time.
Illang kicked the ground and rushed forward, aiming directly at the second man in black.
Yirang aimed for the black line, and Samrang aimed for the place where the man in black would avoid.
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Samrang avoided it, but where he avoided it, a visa was waiting.
Crunch! Puaaaak!
They fell down, blood gushing from their severed heads. Covered in blood, they flew again.
They had been together for a long time and knew each other’s feelings just by looking at each other’s eyes. They had years of overcoming their infinite inner strength.
They never let go of an opportunity once they got it.
“Thirteen Flying Swords!”
At Ilrang’s shout, the thirteen apostles all swung their swords at once.
Thirteen strands of black energy flew towards the third man in black as fast as light.
Sasa sasa sak
The man in black slipped through the swords as if he was performing acrobatics. It was truly an unbelievable and dazzling movement.
Just then someone shouted.
“Over here, you little shit!”
When the third man in black looked back, Illang was already lowering the rope connected to him.
Papapapa!
The severed line shook madly, emitting black smoke like blood.
When the man in black turned his head again, twelve black auras were flying into his eyes. Now he could not avoid them.
Pok pok pok pok pok pok pok pok!
As the black energy pierced through his body all at once, the severed string gave a final jolt, and soon the light from the lantern in his hand went out.
The fourth man in black could not help him.
This is because a battle of internal energy unfolded between the Visains and the people who rushed to stop him.
The palms of the two people were clasped together in the air.
Swaaaaaaah!
The black line connecting the last black man and the palanquin swelled.
A tremendous amount of internal energy entered the black-clad man’s body and pushed the visage back.
Visain gritted his teeth and held on. His opponent’s internal energy was incredible.
Visain looked at Illang.
Even without saying anything, I could tell what his eyes were saying.
‘Up to here!’
Without hesitation, Illang swung his sword and cut off the black-clad man’s arm.
Crunch!
“Eww!”
Blood spurted from the severed arm.
The thirteen apostles rushed in and stabbed him.
Illang looked back at the corpses strewn across the floor and spoke coldly.
“These kids! What do they think we are?”
And so, all the lanterns, including the last one, went out.
Visain asked everyone.
“Are you okay?”
“it’s okay.”
The bones were visible on the shoulder of the injured Sipilrang.
“It was a little scratched.”
“If it’s just a little scratch, I can’t say anything.”
Sipilrang smiled awkwardly at Visain’s words.
Ilrang treated Visain’s shoulder, and Sipirang treated Sipilrang’s shoulder. Fortunately, neither of them were sword-wielding.
Visain told everyone.
“There is a secret in the palanquin that was connected by a line.”
No matter how much dark magic they used, the internal energy they used was real internal energy.
Someone inside the kiln has put in this much internal energy?
That was absolutely impossible. The four men in black were attacking with an endless stream of internal energy. This was not the kind of energy that one person could unleash.
Isn’t that palanquin over there fighting the sword dance right now?
Visain, who had been lost in thought for a moment, made a decision.
“We are not going to help the sect leader.”
Visain said as he walked into the darkness.
“We will find out the secret of that kiln. It must be somewhere not far away.”
The thirteen apostles followed quietly behind him.
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“I bet you’ll take that palanquin.”
At the end of the sword dance, the laughter of the Dark King was heard from inside the palanquin.
“A bet is something that both parties have to risk, right?”
“That’s right.”
“The young leader will die soon, so what can I bet?”
“Why are you saying that because you got hit once? If you fight, you might get hit once or twice.”
The sword dance was still leisurely.
“I’ll put my mouth on the line. What do you think? If you carry this mouth around with you, you won’t be bored.”
“Instead, you will get sick.”
When it’s time to relax, relax. A soft laugh seemed to come out of the palanquin, but soon a calm voice flowed out.
“Little leader.”
After a short pause, the Dark King added:
“You’ve lost. No one will be saved today. Not even you.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the king stepped forward.
The sword dance spoke to the masked guests who had stopped him.
“Everyone, return to your seats.”
But none of the masked guests moved. The leader judged that the situation was unfavorable.
The one who was enraged by that sight was the king.
“Things that are unpleasant!”
It was unpleasant to just look at, but I was blocking myself.
“I’ll send them all away!”
The King of Fighters swung his fist at the faceless guest and the swordsman.
Papapapapapapapapapapa!
It is a powerful wave of lightning and a flurry of wind and clouds filled with extreme internal energy.
Dozens of fists flew towards the innocent passersby.
The masked guests who had been blocking the sword dance did not dodge but all simultaneously released evil spirits.
Swish swish swish swish swish swish!
However, they could not destroy the rampage of the King of Fighters with their evil spirits.
Papapapapapapap.
A fist-shaped bolt of energy poured down toward them, breaking the wind.
The masked guests did not avoid him until the very end. They were determined to protect the cult leader by blocking him with their bodies. Since the mask was smiling, this appearance really looked like a crazy person.
Boom! KWAANG! Boom! KWAANG!
The earth shook as an ear-piercing roar continued.
The invisibility spectators looked at the scene unfolding before their eyes with astonishment. Normally, their bodies should have been torn apart.
Swish! Ssssut! Ssssut! Ssssut!
The fist-shaped energy that had flown in was melting right before my eyes. It was literally melting like ice.
Something stood before them.
A single wall blocks that terrifying attack.
It was the great wall of the Nine-Handed Demonic Cult.
All the fists that Seonjeon Nanbu unleashed melted before the eyes of the innocent guests.
“This jangling, jangling magician!”
Geommugeuk answered the words of the sunken king.
“I want to be friends with you guys and bet with you guys, but you guys keep putting up walls.”
The maskless guests bowed their heads in unison and paid their respects to the Guhwamagong.
Then he looked back and saw the sword dance.
The swordsman looked at them and smiled.
“Thank you for protecting me.”
The maskless guests were moved. The little sect leader himself had spread the great demon wall that he had never used before for them. They were even more moved by the fact that the martial arts that saved their lives were the Nine Fire Demon Art.
Now, when the Sword Dancers go to find the evil Soma and find the evil song, their smiles will surely become even brighter.
“Now trust me and go up.”
The masked men jumped up onto the trees and fences without hesitation. Meanwhile, the eyes in the darkness that had been standing in front of them still remained in that place.
The King of Fighters and the King of Darkness were silent. They looked astonished at the power of the Great Demon Wall.
In the past, both the Great Annihilation and the Human Annihilation could only be avoided by using the Dark Road Return Technique. When I saw this Great Demon Wall, I was overwhelmed by its majesty.
The calm voice of the Dark King is heard from the palanquin.
“I now understand why they call the Guhwamagong the greatest magician of all time.”
“Don’t be afraid. It’s only seven stars now. Let’s have a proper fight.”
The sword dance stimulated the king again. I wish he would fight against the Nine-Hwa Demon King.
Just then, the long rope hanging from the kiln began to shake and then sagged. The other ropes followed suit.
How can the sword dance not know what it means?
“Sounds like bad news.”
As a faint smile appeared on Geommugeuk’s lips, the Dark King’s voice grew cold.
“Then I guess I’ll have to tell the young leader the bad news too.”
As an unknown spell began to flow out from within the kiln, the air around them changed.
The masked guests crouching on the branches looked around at once. Something invisible began to gather from all directions.
It was darkness. Darkness given life, gathering like a dark cloud. It was visible darkness, darkness within darkness.
It was a sight that both the sword dance and the masked guest had never seen before.
In the kiln, a soft, ear-tickling spell continued.
The eyes in the darkness far away began to open wide and get excited all at once.
The gathered darkness formed a single shape in the air above the cauldron. It was dark, but transparent, and dark, but sparkling.
What the darkness created was the figure of a woman. In the darkness, delicate light like the tip of an artist’s brush flowed, creating her facial features.
The woman created in this way was floating in the air.
The faceless guests and the eyes in the darkness all looked at the woman created by darkness.
The darkness was shining in the darkness.
“All life will return to darkness!”
The voice of the Dark King came from a woman made of darkness. If the previous voice was soft and alluring, the current voice was deep and mysterious.
The moment she finished speaking.
Saaaaaaaaaa.
The woman descended onto the body of the king. And the king and the darkness merged into one.
The figure of a woman overlapped the body of the king of the fight like a transparent shadow. When the king of the fight raised his hand, the dark woman also raised her hand. They were two but they were one, and they were one but they were two.
It was the Dark King’s poisonous season, the Dark Descent Technique.
The Dark King descended upon the King of Fighters, who had returned much stronger than before. Compared to the King of Fighters who had previously absorbed the black energy and become stronger, he displayed a much stronger momentum.
“It was a close fight even if I fought alone, so what should I do? The two of us are going to fight together?”
Her voice flowed out while overlapping with the King’s, and the sight was truly bizarre.
Just then, a bold word flew through the darkness.
“There are two of us too.”
Someone, his clothes fluttering, crossed the night sky and landed next to the sword dance.
The white mask that goes perfectly with the darkness, he was none other than the evil Soma.
“Are you here?”
“Am I not late?”
“You came just in time.”
At the appearance of the evil Soma, the maskless guests all bowed and paid their respects. Joy and deep loyalty could be felt in the eyes of the maskless guests.
The swordsman looked at the evil soma. The two eyes in his sockets were shining brightly.
“I even made a bet because Soma-sama said he wouldn’t be able to come on time.”
“I hate dogs that bite people.”
At the words of the evil soma, Geommugeuk smiled brightly.
I’ve always had difficult fights with Soma. And I had a feeling that today’s fight would be more difficult than any fight I’ve ever had with him.
But I wasn’t scared at all. I was going to fight alongside my Demon Lord, who didn’t need any words.
“I won the bet. The palanquin is now mine.”
The Dark King spoke softly while united with the King of Fighters.
“Nothing will change tonight.”
A deep and beautiful darkness was rippling over the fierce face of the warrior.
“Let’s take a look. I’m a person who has a knack for changing things.”
The sword dance walked side by side with the evil Soma.
As I walked, I pulled out the black magic sword and let it hang down. The evil Soma lightly flicked the blade with his finger.
Teeing!
A clear, ringing sound echoed through the darkness.