NOTICE: Many of the novels have been removed because they might cause violations, which we were not aware of earlier.
Side story 185. Scattered fragments (2)
The barrier was torn apart, and for a moment, my vision was wide open.
Do-heon’s eyes widened as he ran in the lead, full of worry.
A man stabbed into the heart by a sword from behind.
“Lee Cheon-sang!!”
The anger that rose in an instant changed the flow of magic like boiling water.
Paaaaang!
Do-heon’s new technique speed doubled in an instant as he became angry to the point of hair loss.
The modulator shouted.
“Kill him!”
Mines that create walls in an instant.
But they couldn’t stop Do-heon. He became the leader of the civil war combat unit with only his skills and achievements, and no matter how busy his work was, he never stopped training for even one hour a day.
His martial arts skills, which allowed him to take half of the command post, were the strongest among the six continents.
Flash!
A ray of light-like sword burst out from Doheon’s waist. It was a first-class martial art that any member of the Gwangma Corps could master, the Chamyeongdo Technique.
However, the Chamyeongdo used by the Daewon and the Chamyeongdo used by Doheon were completely different. As the name suggests, it was fast, and as fast as it was fast, it was firm and powerful.
Phew!
The bodies of the three mines blocking the path were split diagonally with a single sword.
It was a merciless strike. Although the sharpness was lost due to extreme anger, the passion that poured out was the strongest strike in Do-heon’s life.
Hwaaaaak!
The sword passed through the mines and slashed the arm of one of the mines that was preparing for battle behind it, then disappeared.
Then Do-heon’s body spun like a top.
Even as it rotated, the mines did not see even the slightest gap. A firm wind blew as the sword swung diagonally after making a full circle.
Crunch!
Another mine’s body was cut off by a powerful blow, and the mine that was rushing behind them swung its sword, taking advantage of Doheon’s opening.
but.
Boom! Bam!
A transparent piece of pottery that flew in from somewhere pierced the sword and chest of the sword-wielding mine.
It was the Ilchamwolyeong (一斬月影) that Hwang Mu-seok had shown when he fought Lee Cheon-sang. However, it was different from the first-form technique that Hwang Mu-seok had used in terms of power, cunning, and speed.
Although each enemy was inferior to the adjutants of the six continents, he killed three masters with a single attack after exploding internal energy. Even though he was so angry that his eyes turned red for a moment, he had no restrictions in dealing with his enemies.
Paaaaak!
The leader of the mines did not leave the manipulation to his subordinates.
He drew his twin swords and charged forward with the two most trusted minions on his left and right. His opponent was the leader of the elite civil war force, but he had no fear.
These are lives that risk their lives every day. It’s just a matter of winning or losing, living or dying. No matter what the outcome, they just take the most rational path.
“Everyone get out!”
The twin swords of the alternator crossed and advanced. The twin swords, which had become giant cleavers, seemed like they would cut off Doheon’s head in an instant.
Do-heon’s reaction was simple and rational.
Oh my god!
It was a single blow of the True Young Do method, a single slash and a wave.
A powerful blow that could cut down even the rushing waves with a single blow. Rather than cutting off Do-heon’s neck, Byun-jo had to concentrate all his energy on blocking that one fatal blow. As he gritted his teeth, his entire body trembled like an aspen tree.
Do-heon proved his superiority in just one day.
I have no fear of death, but the change was quite a shock. I thought I had the strength to be on par with the six continents, even though I didn’t reveal it myself, but I was pushed back in a second.
Teeing!
The minions supporting him on both sides swung their swords.
It was before Do-heon, who had pushed forward with great force, could prepare a defensive posture.
But Do-heon also had people.
The leader of the mad horse troop, Team Leader Il, came running like lightning and struck down the two demons’ swords.
In the past, it would have been difficult for them to do so. However, thanks to Do-heon, who listened to the advice of Black Horse Lord So-gong and trained his men in assassination techniques, the two captains’ Taoist techniques greatly improved in just a few dozen days.
“Lee Cheon-sang!”
Do-heon’s eyes followed Lee Cheon-sang until the end.
Before I knew it, Lee Cheon-sang was kneeling with his head bowed. I could see Mine standing in front of him raising her fist, putting down the sword that was still stuck in her chest.
He was trying to blow his head off with one blow. Do-heon gritted his teeth.
Flash!
A sword flew like lightning and pierced the chest of Mine, who was trying to crush Icheonsang’s head.
It was an amazing moment. The swordsman threw his sword and killed his enemy. There was even a healthy swordsman in front of him.
The goal is not to kill the enemy, but to save Lee Cheon-sang. The sword pierced his heart, so he was probably dead, but he was full of worry as if he were a living person. It was a scene that showed how much Do-heon cared for Lee Cheon-sang.
And Do-heon himself was surprised by his own actions.
‘Why is that?’
Even in the midst of the urgency, I had doubts.
Pubberbuck! Pubberbuck!
He quickly entered the arms of the attacking minions and stabbed their stomachs. While retreating, he dodged the attack with a snake-like movement, then struck the blueprint and dislocated the minions’ wrists.
It was a dazzling response. The crew members who had finally come into full control began to surround the enemies.
The modifier shouted out.
“What are you guys doing! I told you to retreat!”
Although they were enemies, it seemed like they couldn’t leave their seats easily because of their concern for their leader.
Even in his rage, Do-heon was aware of all their actions. He had intended to brutally kill them one by one, but it seemed like he could honorably just cut off their heads.
——————
faqwiki.xyz
Join our Discord for new chapter updates!
https://discord.com/invite/xr7SxG5T6V
——————
Even in the midst of all this, thoughts continued.
‘Why do I do this for that guy?’
When I think about it, it was a really strange relationship.
When he first saw Lee Cheon-sang, Do-heon felt that he was a bit creepy. It was an emotion that any normal person would feel. At that time, Lee Cheon-sang was not a person, but a doll that ‘functioned like a person.’
‘Is it because of the small intestine?’
So-gong said to Do-heon, “Raise him properly. He doesn’t seem like a bad thing. He said that if you raise him with determination, he’ll be fine.”
But Do-heon’s spine was not soft enough to be sincere to the other person because of those words.
Indeed, Do-heon felt freshness in Lee Cheon-sang’s words and actions.
He moved as if he had no emotions, but I thought it wasn’t that he had no emotions, but that he just didn’t know. And even though he had been through the arena, that guy was looking at the world with an even more correct perspective.
It was questionable whether it would have been possible if he had the rich emotions of an ordinary person. Lee Cheon-sang was able to maintain his correctness even more because he did not understand emotions.
‘Yes, that’s right.’
Do-heon was intrigued by Lee Cheon-sang’s unique and fresh appearance. At first, it was like that.
Then, when he returned to Gwangmagak after going through the tomajang, Doheon was finally able to trust the man named Lee Cheon-sang.
After that, I gave him a revision team and a command team with the intention of raising him properly.
At that time, Lee Cheon-sang, who lived like a doll without knowing emotions, handed out the command post.
To Mine, the Command Squad was a truly invaluable elixir. Although it was compared to the Summon Squad of Shaolin, it was actually a treasure that gave Mine even greater effects. Lee Cheon-sang gave it to himself.
Do-heon, who had been trying to entrust him with a small future, finally believed in the fate that the heavens had given him. Lee Cheon-sang was no longer a puppet. At least to Do-heon.
As if he were dealing with a talented but blunt younger brother.
We didn’t see each other often, but we became so special to each other.
He said that such a Lee Cheon-sang might be surrounded by enemies and die. Do-heon had no choice but to run even if it meant throwing everything away.
‘He wouldn’t have died. No, even if he did, I’ll bring him back to life.’
I don’t know what kind of future Lee Cheon-sang will draw. But I had a feeling that he would do something right. It was a future that was not logical, but was simply imagined with intuition.
But I never thought that I would lose my life while causing the accident. He was like a younger brother, but he was also trustworthy like an older brother.
Phew!
The twin swords of the alteration wounded Doheon here and there on his body.
Kkwaduk!
Do-heon pulled the sword out of the dead man’s hand. He used so much force that even the man’s fingers were torn off raw and caught in his hand.
Flash!
One of Beom-Jeong’s left arms was blown away by the sharp swing of the sword.
It would not be an exaggeration to say that if a dual-wielding swordsman loses one arm, half of his fighting power will be lost. Furthermore, even a master would have a hard time regaining his balance if his arm was blown off.
Phew!
The surprise attack of the third platoon leader pierced Beom-jeong’s abdomen.
Phew!
The alteration instinctively swung his elbow at the head of the third sergeant. The third sergeant’s eyes rolled back and he fell down. It was not surprising that his life was lost after being hit in the temple by a strike from such a skilled man.
Phew!
Doheon’s sword cut off the head of one of the men who was fighting this group leader. Immediately, this group leader rushed at Jeon-hyeok and swung his sword.
Phew! Phew!
This leader’s sword was blocked, but the sword of the first leader who pushed away the mine that was fighting him and approached him was not blocked. More than half of Beom-jeong’s waist was cut off, spraying a large amount of blood.
“This is enough,” Do-heon shouted.
“Purchase the fleeing enemy! Capture them if possible, but it doesn’t matter if you kill them!”
Do-heon, who had given orders to his men, quickly approached Lee Cheon-sang.
“Lee Cheon-sang! Come to your senses!”
There was no answer.
Do-heon put his hand under his nose.
‘Not breathing.’
f*ck.
A sword stuck in the heart cannot be removed. Even if he were alive, he would die the moment it was pulled out. It would be even more unacceptable for a human body that can’t even breathe.
It was a time when Do-heon didn’t know what to do.
Teeing!
The agents focused on the enemies.
Only Yoo Sang-cheon, who had barely managed to kill Do-heon and Mine through an ambush and ran in, panting, could hear the sound.
‘Fell out?!’
The sword that had been stuck in Lee Cheon-sang’s chest was pulled out on its own and fell to the ground.
It was an incomprehensible situation. Do-heon tried to stop the bleeding quickly. It was an instinctive decision.
but.
‘… … !’
Do-heon’s eyes wavered as he saw the wound.
‘doesn’t exist.’
The sword wound that pierced his heart disappeared.
‘What the heck is going on?’
That was when.
“Ugh.”
An unusual groan escaped from Lee Cheon-sang’s mouth.
Do-heon and Yoo Sang-cheon’s eyes widened.
“Lee Cheon-sang!”
“Your Majesty! Are you awake?!”
Lee Cheon-sang slowly raised his head.
Do-heon, who was holding his face right next to him, flinched.
The eyes of two thousand people.
The whites of Lee Cheon-sang’s eyes, which were clear and free of any emotion, were dyed black.
Even though his eyes were blackened, he could sense a terrifying madness. If that were an emotion, could it be an emotion? Do-heon had never imagined that there would be a day when Lee Cheon-sang would look at him with eyes like these.
Lee Cheon-sang’s hand naturally went up to Do-heon’s neck.
Do-heon shouted without even knowing that.
“Lee Cheon-sang! Come to your senses!”
Wince!
Lee Cheon-sang’s hand, which was trying to strangle Do-heon’s neck, stopped.
Yoo Sang-cheon also shouted like Do-heon.
“Your Majesty!”
Brrrrrr.
Lee Cheon-sang’s body began to tremble.
Saaaaah!
A body that grows beyond madness to the point of survival.
The unconsciousness of the two thousand knew. The moment this life force surpassed the magic and jumped out, the entire area would turn into a death zone.
His subconscious made a different choice than when he had torn the tiger apart in his madness.
Gulp.
Black blood flowed from his nose and mouth.
Lee Cheon-sang’s body, which had been trembling, suddenly collapsed with a “pop!” sound like a doll whose strings had snapped.
The unconscious is unconscious, so it cannot be recognized. Even if he wakes up again, he probably won’t remember what happened now.
A choice that will cost him a lot, but will also prepare him to gain a lot.
“Lee Cheon-sang!!”