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Episode 1045. Die or be killed. (5)
The feeling of tough rubber gripping the sword. The dull sensation of bone that can only be felt after breaking through that sensation. Blood that is so hot it almost burns you. And the final gasp mixed with the sound of air leaking out as the neck is cut off.
All of it brought back memories.
‘Not yet.’
Crunch!
The Sword of Clearing instantly crushed the Demon Cultist’s neck in half.
‘yet!’
Cheongmyeong swung his sword faster and cut off the half-cut neck again.
Kagagak!
‘no!’
He clenched his teeth and spun his body around. The tip of his sword drew an illusionary circle.
Sigh!
There was no sensation at the tip of my finger. The sword, perfectly swung, completely cut off the cultist’s neck and raised arm at the same time. I didn’t feel any sensation at all, but paradoxically, a great sense of satisfaction that I had never felt before remained at my fingertips.
Cheongmyeong reflexively strengthened the hand holding the sword.
It’s as if he’s enjoying the sensation that’s lingering on his fingertips, but at the same time, it’s as if he’s despising the very fact that the sensation is lingering on his fingertips.
His eyes were bloodshot as he bit his lips tightly.
Kuung!
The sound of his feet stepping on the ground echoed louder than usual. His inner strength surged like a waterfall from deep within his danjeon.
The purest energy in the world, carefully refined and refined, exploded through his body and into the sword.
Compared to the vast internal power that filled him when he was the Plum Blossom Sword Master in the past, his internal power is still insignificant. However, even though the absolute amount is lacking, the quality of his internal power is incomparable.
Wheeeeeeeeeeing!
The force of the sword rotated fiercely. The sword, extended like an electric current, clashed with the arm wrapped in magic.
Bam!
Benda doesn’t even have a sense of humor.
The energy of the clear mind shatters the magic. An arm that the magic cannot exert its power on is no better than a rotten piece of wood. As the sword of the clear mind passed by, the arm of the demon cultist split open and sticky blood sprayed out.
Crunch!
However, Cheongmyeong did not give the Demon Cultist a chance to be surprised. He immediately swung his sword again and cut off the Demon Cultist’s head with one blow.
Choaaaak!
Hot blood gushed out from the cut section and covered Cheongmyeong’s face. The smell of blood pouring out made my head spin, but even in all that, Cheongmyeong’s eyes remained as cold as ice.
It was at that moment that the change occurred.
“Kill him!”
“Sweep them all away! Those damn fanatic bastards!”
The elite of the Black Demon Guard, who had been frozen in fear, charged after Cheongmyeong with all their might.
They are the Sapa. They worship power more than the Jeongpa and it is natural for them to follow the strong.
Now, a strong person who they can trust and follow has appeared before them.
It doesn’t matter whether it’s a sect or a religious sect. The distinction between sect and religious is meaningless in front of that group of demons.
What matters to them now is that an absolute powerhouse has appeared who can turn this hellish situation around.
It is not a realm of calculation and reason. They tend to use their instincts to figure out the winning opportunity. They discovered the shining opportunity in Cheongmyeong’s back.
“Push them!”
“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh!”
The cool-headed elite of the Black Demons began to form a single wave and attack the demon cult members, shouting at the top of their lungs.
“These damned bastards… … !”
The demons rolled their eyes at the sight.
How dare those dirty unbelievers show their teeth and rush at the believers. It was an appearance that their high faith could not possibly tolerate.
Resistance to the church is resistance to the Great One.
Those who resist will be annihilated and their souls will be burned.
Isn’t that the most important doctrine?
“Kill all those dirty unbelievers!”
The demons howled like beasts and swung their arms at the Black Demon.
Kagang!
The weapons were broken and shot into the air, and people’s limbs were torn apart in all directions. It was still a gruesome sight, but it was definitely different from before. The black ghosts that had been pushed back unilaterally in fear were now tenaciously clinging to each other even when pushed back.
“Neck! Neck! Aim for the neck!”
“Just smash the head! The head!”
The Black Demon’s elite persistently aimed for the Demon Cult’s head.
The demon cultists who had been desperately pursuing the Black Ghost, giving in to their fanaticism, could not just sit by and watch the attack flying towards their own heads, and for the first time, they began to block and dodge the flying swords.
That alone was enough to change the chaotic atmosphere.
“You damn demonic bastards! This is our land!”
The Black Demon attacked the demon cult members while shouting evil words.
“Kukahahahah!”
The demons spurted life energy from their eyes and struck the person in front of them. The flying sword pierced his upper arm, but the demons didn’t even blink and aimed for the face of the Black Ghost Elite with their long, demonic claws.
The moment when the elite of the Black Demon Sect closes their eyes tightly without realizing it.
Oh my god!
A white sword flew in with a sound like cutting through the wind and instantly cut off the head of the demon cultist.
With an expression soaked in low pleasure, the head of the demon cult spun around in the air a few times before falling to the ground with a thud.
“uh…….”
The Black Ghost Elite, who barely managed to save his life, looked ahead with a bewildered face. Beyond the collapsing body of the Demon Cultist.
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Cheongmyeong spits out his sword as he spins it around and retrieves it.
“Don’t let your guard down, you idiot.”
“… … Yes? Ah… … . Yes!”
With those words, Cheongmyeong turned around and walked forward. Black Ghost Boy, with his eyes wide open, followed him fiercely.
“Hmm… … .”
Jang Il-so stroked my chin as if he found it interesting.
A strange joy and a strange discomfort were both slowly blooming in his eyes. With a sense of caution mixed in, his eyes sparkled strangely.
“I’m telling you, it’s definitely fun.”
Even though the Sapa follows the strong, it does not mean that they blindly obey the strong.
In particular, Black Ghost’s loyalty to the jewel is firmly established. Even if there is a stronger being, it is not easy for him to change his mind.
But now, those Black Ghost elites were clearly following the Volcanic Sword Association.
‘What an unbelievable amount of control.’
What makes Jang Il-so even more absurd is that Man-geum-dae-bu is here. Even though his arm is cut off, Man-geum-dae-bu is Man-geum-dae-bu. In a place where his superior is obviously present, he follows what the Jeong-pa guy says without question?
‘I can’t handle it.’
Jang Il-so chuckled.
No matter how you look at it, that guy, Volcanic Sword, was in the wrong place. If he had made his nest in the Sapa instead of the Jeongpa, he would have become a huge player. If that had happened, he would have been several times more of a threat to Jang Il-so than he is now.
“But, um… … . This is really embarrassing for me.”
Jang Il-so hummed as he walked with a staggering gait. One of the cultists who noticed him rushed at him with red lights radiating from his eyes.
In that moment, Jang Il-so’s red lips drew a line.
Oh my god!
A demonic hand flew in, tearing through the air. Jang Il-so leisurely raised his hand and lightly pushed the demonic hand that was aiming for his face away.
Fight!
“Kahak!”
Jang Il-so’s hand, which had easily deflected the other swords that were swinging in succession like a seizure, suddenly slashed at the cultist’s neck like a bolt of lightning.
Crunch!
Jang Il-so’s fingertips, which seemed to belong to a well-groomed woman, fiercely dug into the cultist’s neck.
“Cough!”
The Demon Lord’s mouth gaped open. However, it seemed that his fighting spirit was not dampened by that alone, and he flailed his hands in a fit of rage.
“Hmm… … .”
Jang Il-so opened his eyes dimly as he slapped the hand away as if he was accepting a child’s prank.
“It’s not enough to just attack the neck… … . If it’s okay to tear the Adam’s apple, hmm… … .”
Crunch! Crunch!
Jang Il-so’s hand, which was stuck in the cultist’s neck, moved forward, tearing at his flesh.
“Ugh… … . Ughhhhh… … .”
Even the demon cultist, who seemed to know no pain, could not endure this terrible pain and let out a groan of agony. In fact, it must have been a desperate scream, but since his airway was already halfway blocked, he would not have been able to scream freely.
“This must be it.”
Boom!
Jang Il-so’s hand, which had touched the cervical vertebrae, crushed and broke the cervical vertebrae of the demon cult without mercy. The demon cult trembled as if it had been infected with a disease, then soon bit its tongue, bowed its head, and died.
“Hmm.”
Jang Il-so stared blankly at the demon cultist, then frowned as if he was holding something dirty. He threw the body away and wiped the blood off his hands.
“The head, or rather the cervical spine. It’s tricky. And… … .”
A look of discomfort crossed Jang Il-so’s white face.
Normally, the moment he put his fingernails on her, her neck should have been cut off.
But the reality was different. I had to go through the trouble of digging into that neck and tearing it open to break that cervical vertebrae.
‘Are you saying my background doesn’t work well?’
I clearly understood what Man-geum-dae-bu meant. If even a rascal like this can resist his inner strength, then I don’t even need to look to see what kind of harmony that bishop will use.
“This is pretty… … .”
Jang Il-so’s gaze turned to Cheongmyeong’s back, who was running wild. Jang Il-so smiled crookedly as he saw Cheongmyeong, who was about to cut off the head of the demon cultist in one breath.
“That’s unfair.”
I guess bringing those guys along was a good choice.
“Tsk.”
But he soon looked at Cheongmyeong and clicked his tongue as if he was displeased. It’s good to lead from the front, but isn’t it just a waste of energy?
It seemed like the Volcanic Swordsman had forgotten who he was dealing with.
If not… …then that’s just the way people are.
‘Of course it’s the latter.’
Rather than hoping that guy is stupid, it’d be quicker to wait for the waterfall to rise into the sky.
“I respect your taste, but right now you’re on my word, so I don’t want you to act too wild.”
Jang Il-so laughs bitterly and turns around briefly.
“You all heard, right?”
Instead of an answer, a soft breathing sound was heard. Although they are called Hong-gyeon, they are by no means mad dogs that run wild without knowing what is going on. Rather, they are hunting dogs that attack Jang Il-so’s enemies in a very restrained manner and bite their necks to sever their breath.
“The thing you should aim for is the cervical spine, or the head. If you break that, you’ll be no different from a normal person.”
Jang Il-so’s gaze, staring in the direction of Cheongmyeong, was dreary.
“It may be fun to just watch, but it would be rude to let the guests fight. After all, I am close to being a gentleman. So… … .”
Jang Il-so nodded slightly forward.
“Go and ask.”
As soon as the order was given, Hong Gyeon, who had been guarding Jang Il-so, turned into a red ray of light and charged forward.
Jang Il-so slowly stepped forward while watching Hong Gyeon running forward with his white robe fluttering.
“I wonder.”
A strange light flashed incessantly in his eyes.
“These guys are like this, so what the heck… … What kind of monster is that bishop?”
His eyes turned across the battlefield to the half-collapsed city of Hangzhou. From deep within that city, an extremely gloomy atmosphere seemed to flow.
“I told you it was creepy.”
Kara-ra-rak.
The rings rubbed against each other roughly.
Jang Il-so, who had been slowly brushing my lips with his fingertips, soon strode forward with a murderous look in his eyes.