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Episode 122
The King of Power, one of the Four Great Evils
The sword and the heavenly horse kept switching places, as if dancing while holding each other. The two were dancing with the flying magic sword.
If so, this is the sword dance of death.
As Cheonma and Geomma held each other captive in an attempt to kill each other, they suddenly realized that they were each other's best friends.
Is it the mystery of life or is it because it is a magic without a solution?
The words "friends" that had been a lie all along were finally regaining their meaning at the moment when they were about to kill each other.
Sword and Horse, Heavenly Horse······.
I felt like we were really friends.
They were always wary of each other, suspicious of each other, and tried to kill each other, so in some ways, Geomma and Cheonma were the men with the most similar personalities in the world.
The only difference is that the Black Horse is a bit more aggressive, and the Heavenly Horse is a bit more sinister.
The magic sword, which had been flying several times, circled the sky again, then surged forward. This was because the Heavenly Demon had switched positions to avoid giving up its back. The two men's combat prowess and strength were similar. Consequently, neither could overpower the other, and the fight continued at an even keel.
Once again, the magic sword passed through the two people.
Wheeeeeeeeeeeek!
The long, clear sound of the sword was mixed with an impure sound.
It was also an ominous sound.
A white solid line flew fiercely in an incredibly large semicircle, wrapping around the two people's torsos at the same time and squeezing them together.
The thin thread had grown thick like a whip.
The expressions of Cheonma and Geomma both turned pale at the same time.
I felt that the level of energy that was rushing in was not ordinary.
The crisis came so suddenly that cold sweat ran down my entire body.
'ah······.'
'Is it Kwon Ma?'
Cheonma and Geomma were not skilled enough to easily fall for such attacks, but······.
Because they were both devoting all their energy to killing each other, the best course of action when they realized the situation was over was to grab the whip with one hand. At such times, exchanging glances to align their minds and hearts would have been the most appropriate course of action, but with the sword horse's lack of eyes, this was impossible.
“You little shits······.”
Danwoo-seong appeared with a murderous look in his eyes and glared at me.
The beasts that were trying to kill each other were caught by Danwoo Seong.
The two men gritted their teeth and endured the pain, but eventually they released their hands at the same time and resisted by tearing off the brainwashing whip with both hands.
It would probably have been easy to break free with a normal whip.
I could have just cut the whip with my internal energy.
But this was a whip of brain energy created by the King of Fist. Even touching it was painful. In an instant, the smell of burning flesh filled the air, and the celestial demon and the sword demon, each using their own martial arts to seize the brain energy, created a loud noise as their energy mixed and clashed.
As the energy waves burst out from the two people's bodies······.
Danwoo Seong also pulled the whip as he was engulfed in a white current.
'I have to kill you here.'
Because these are the evildoers who cause the most harm to the world.
The Doje, the Green Forest King, Murong Chu, and himself had been affected. Unbeknownst to Danwoo Sung, countless lives had been sacrificed because of those two men's desires.
Meanwhile, Geomma changed Danwooseong's target to attack with the magic gate of Simmaeogeom, and then sent the magic sword that circled in the air to Danwooseong.
The only thing I could trust now was the magic sword.
Wheeeeeeeeeeeek!
At that moment, Cheonma witnessed a white object rise from the sky. Then, in midair, the giant white cat, enlarging itself, snatched the flying magic sword into its mouth and landed lightly on the ground.
As the sword flew through the air, making a loud noise, Baek-myo thoughtlessly snatched it. As the demon sword attempted to move on its own, Baek-myo growled and bit it, clinging to it.
The white cat's head shook back and forth as it bit down on the magic sword.
It was a game that cats often played, but it was a desperate situation for Madou.
Danwoo-seong alternately looked at Geomma, Cheonma, and Baekmyo, then observed his surroundings. In this situation, he deliberately launched a long-range attack with a whip made of lightning, as he was concerned that a mad horse or a small princess might join him.
The swordsman said.
“Didn’t you say he was the king of boxing? Damn it!”
Cheonma replied in a squeaky voice.
“It’s Kwon Ma.”
It was a conversation between those with eyes and those without, so it was obviously a situation where an agreement could not be reached.
Danwoo Sung further raised the power of Baekjeonshipdan Gong as the two people opened their mouths.
Pajijijijijijik!
Until now, there were few who didn't scream as the Baekjeonshipdan Gong surged into their bodies. However, neither Geomma nor Cheonma groaned, glaring at Danwooseong.
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The princess who had been following Baekmyo watched the chaos from a distance, then chuckled and clapped her hands.
“Oh, you guys are doing well. I won’t interfere. Don’t worry, Kwonma. Do whatever you want. Hahahahahahahahahahahaha!”
Next, the troops of the Manmagung Palace, including the Bima Corps, lined up behind the princess. They were also the ones entrusted with protecting the princess. When the subordinates finally arrived, the princess waved her hand and said.
"There's no need to interfere. When two demons are fighting, how can I interfere? Let them fight it out. That's what demons do."
“I obey your orders.”
Danwoo Seong glanced at the princess out of the corner of his eye.
In the midst of the chaos, Baek-myo, who had been wandering around with a magic sword in his mouth, stood as if to protect Dan-woo-seong's back and looked at the Man-ma-gung troops.
It was a truly secure situation for Danwoo Sung.
If I hadn't created that little bit of rapport with Baekmyo, I might have ended up in an awkward situation right here.
The white cat bit the magic sword as if it had no particular thought, then threw it to the ground, pressed down on it with its front paws, and then suddenly struck the magic sword with its front paws as if it was beating it.
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Meanwhile, the princess spoke to Cheonma and Geomma.
“You insolent bastards. It’s truly ridiculous to be a brat. Hahahahaha… You acted so smart, but now you can’t handle a single powerful man. It’s a waste of nicknames. It’s a waste of nicknames.”
The princess looked around at her subordinates and pointed at Cheonma and Geomma.
“Does it make sense that those guys have the great nicknames of Cheonma and Geomma?”
The subordinates responded.
"Cheonma, Geomma? That's absurd. They are truly arrogant."
“Cheonma is the pinnacle of ten thousand horses, so it is an unsuitable nickname for Wi Ji-cheon in the first place.”
As her subordinates chattered, the princess nodded. She gestured for them to try again, and her subordinates openly criticized the sword and heavenly horses they had usually feared so much.
"The Sword Horse is a symbol of invincibility, so I don't understand why they're acting like that. I guess the Grand Masters have overestimated those two."
The princess waved her hand as if to further incite her subordinates' criticism.
“That’s right! Even ambassadors aren’t always right.”
The message was to make more noise. Then, those belonging to Manmagung began to speak out in unison, slandering, criticizing, and belittling Cheonma and Geomma.
“Isn’t it far removed from the appearance of a heavenly horse?”
“It gives me goosebumps to see someone following a similar path as my father.”
The princess laughed heartily.
"That's right. There was something like that. Good point."
Cheonma and Geomma were furious, but they were locked in a life-threatening duel of internal energy, unable to even respond. The Princess's subordinates, whom she had normally treated with contempt, were even less than insects, and her words stung like daggers.
A man said.
"I took in an orphan, fed him, gave him shelter, and taught him martial arts, only to receive such arrogance in return. I implore Your Majesty to discipline others sternly. Those who learned martial arts from the great masters mistakenly believe they are above the Manmagung Palace. But aren't you all members of the Manmagung Palace? How can we stand idly by and watch such tyranny?"
The princess responded as if she understood.
"Yes, that's true. I'll tell Father. Cheonma and Geomma, in particular, have been eyeing my life, so imprisoning them won't be enough. Kwonma, kill them quickly."
While Danwoo-seong was pouring out his energy, he spoke to Manmagung.
“These fucking idiots… Keep your mouths shut.”
The princess said, snapping her fingers.
“Come on, let’s take a look.”
When someone brought a small stool, the princess sat down on the chair, chewed on some jerky, looked ahead, and then waved the jerky at Baek-myo.
“Baekmyo, aren’t you hungry?”
When Baek-myo was about to leave, the princess threw the jerky she was chewing at Baek-myo.
“This guy doesn’t even know grace.”
The princess said, twirling her finger towards her subordinates.
“Let’s see who survives.”
The gesture meant to surround. Then, with a roar, the archers of Manmagung, including Baekmyo, formed a large circle, intending to trap Danwooseong, Cheonma, Geomma, and Baekmyo within the square.
The combined force of the Yongma-dan, Gungma-dan, and Bima-dan was one hundred.
The dragon horse troopers at the forefront raised their shields, the rain horse troopers drew their swords, and the archer troopers aimed their bows.
Regardless of the outcome, it was a siege with the intention of charging at the survivors upon the Princess's command.
Even though the encirclement was complete, Danwoo-seong, Geomma, and Cheonma were unable to move as they were competing with each other in their internal energy······.
The princess suddenly sat up from her stool.
“Hahaha, that’s really nice to see. I’ll give you the signal.”
The princess raised three fingers. The count of three dwindled to two, then to one, then to a fist. Then the princess innocently raised her hand vertically and shouted.
“Kill them! Kill them all! Kill them all!”
Arrows were fired simultaneously from the phalanx.
Ping- ping- ping- ping- ping- ping- ping- ping- ping- ping- ping- ping- ping!
It's not something you can die from fighting.
As Danwoo-seong lifted his whip and soared into the air, the sword horse and the heavenly horse, who had been freed from Danwoo-seong's bonds, also soared into the air.
It was a dizzying height because all three were experts.
The archers drew their arrows again and aimed their bows at the sky······.
As soon as the three people prepared their respective seasons at the peak, they all poured out their blessings toward the princess as if they had made a promise.
Danwoo-seong unleashed the Thunder Fist, Geomma unleashed the tension in the shape of a blade with the movement of his sword, and Cheonma unleashed the Sun and Moon Heavenly Strike.
A giant fist mixed with blades, and behind it followed a huge circular tension of the Sun and Moon Heavenly Field, a fierce mixture of yin and yang energy.
The princess's face turned pale.
The princess, her mouth agape, opened her arms, and resisted with a radiant glow. However, as soon as she was engulfed in the thunderclap, her entire body trembled, and the force of the sword's blade tore her body apart. Then, struck by the Sun and Moon Heavenly Sword, she vanished from her standing position, as if in dust. The fragments of her body were carried away by the wind and fluttered aimlessly.
As the princess disappeared from where she was standing······.
Manma Palace's subordinates screamed.
“Your Majesty!”
Then, a giant flying from the sky landed in the middle of the battlefield and poured out his power towards the Dragon Horse Corps.
Kwaaaaaaaaaaah!
It was madness.
Then, without saying a word, Danwoo-seong fell to the ground and began to slaughter the Manmagung Palace along with Cheonma, Geomma, and Gwangma.
We weren't even talking about tactics or having casual conversations, but that's how things were going.
Anyway, these four were so violent that even if they were called the Four Demons of Jianghu, there would be no sense of incongruity.
It was absurd that Danwoo-seong had suddenly joined the fray, but even he was joining in on the effort to reduce the number of Manmagung. Shouts bordering on outrage erupted here and there.
“The enemy of the princess!”
The Archery Master and the Dragon Master shouted in turn as if declaring war.
“Manma Palace will remember you as one of the Four Great Evils!”
“The princess herself will punish you for your sins!”
“You are harming the legitimate lineage of Manma!”
Even amidst this commotion, Manmagung's troops were dying three or four at a time. Some fled to fulfill their role as messengers, then retreated to relay the news to Manmagung. The rest, like Manmagung's followers, charged at the four masters, fearing death.