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Episode 1054. I was a crazy guy too. (9)
Kwaaaaaaaah!
A storm of black magic raged. Rough patches of earth were torn apart by the strong winds and rose up, and trees were uprooted and caught in the storm. The storm, which swallowed up the remains of broken buildings and acrid dust, grew larger and swept across the area.
When Baekcheon saw that astonishing sight, he was filled with helpless fear.
‘This, this is… … .’
It was literally a storm. Something that humans cannot create… … No, something that humans should not create!
Kwaaaaaaaaaaah!
An ominous black current was sweeping through everything, crushing everything and tearing the world apart.
The magic weighed down on my entire body and choked my breathing, as if it wouldn’t even allow me to breathe or move a single finger.
In front of that overwhelming power, Baekcheon’s existence was so feeble.
‘This is the real bishop… … .’
You will understand. You cannot help but understand.
Why does Kang-ho still shun the name of Bishop, and even mentioning it is taboo? Why did the sages bury this cursed name of the Demonic Cult so deeply that they did not even think about it?
And I also came to understand why Qingming said that the bishop of Beihai was nothing more than a half-baked person.
The true bishop was someone who tore the earth apart with his magic and made the sky cry. He was a being who was different from any other imaginable state of ignorance, and could only be described as destructive.
… … I felt like my heart was going to break.
Even Baekcheon, who had overcome countless crises with his sword along with Cheongmyeong, felt the urge to let go of everything the moment he faced the existence of the bishop.
He had always been confident that no matter what situation he faced, at least his spirit would not waver. But now he was forced to realize to his bones just how arrogant he had been.
How helpless is human will in the face of that awesome force that seems to engulf the world?
“eww…….”
“Uh… … . Uh-huh… … .”
Even Hong Gyeon was backing away. The hunting dogs, who would even accept their own bodies being torn to pieces at Jang Il So’s command, were backing away from their master. No, rather than backing away, it would be more accurate to say they were running away. They just didn’t have the courage to turn their backs in front of the bishop.
They don’t fear death. But isn’t there something in this world that is more frightening than death?
Although they were so weak that Hong Gyeon’s notoriety was pale in comparison, Baek Cheon couldn’t laugh at them. No, he couldn’t laugh at them. He was also using up all his mental strength to keep his feet, which were about to fall, in place.
Ugh.
The lower lip that had been bitten hard split open and bled. The gusting wind scattered the blood into the air.
“eww…….”
Still, Baekcheon persevered.
Because I’ve already experienced it once. Because I know to some extent how inhuman these bishops are.
But for those who had encountered the existence of a bishop for the first time since birth, the scene unfolding before their eyes was even more shocking. It was like some kind of disaster that could not be described with the single word despair.
“ah…….”
Namgung Do-wi stepped back without realizing it. His eyes trembled as if he had been struck by lightning, not knowing where to go.
‘how…….’
How in the world can something like that exist?
He is the eldest son of the Namgung family and is destined to become the head of the Namgung family. Therefore, the existence of powerful people who rule the world was already very familiar. However, that bishop was different from the powerful people he had known until now.
“how…….”
It’s different. Even with the heads of the five great families that rule the world. Even with the heads of the nine great sects that rule the world.
Even the absolute beings of the past who had turned their backs on the world after having acquired greater power than them had never felt such a great power. It was such a desperate power.
A thought naturally occurred to me.
That’s not something a person can do. That’s… … .
“eww…….”
Someone grabbed Namgung Do-wi’s shoulders from either side as he slowly backed away without realizing it. He turned around in surprise and muttered.
“You, Yunjong Dojang… … . Jogeol Dojang… … .”
Jo-geol and Yoon-jong were holding his shoulders so tightly that it hurt, preventing him from backing down any further.
“… … Don’t back down, Sogaju.”
Yun Jong said, biting his lip until it bled.
“Hold on.”
At those firm words, Namgung Do-wi’s eyes wavered.
Hold on? How? How can you say such a thing after seeing the author? If they were really seeing such a sight, how could they say such a thing?
‘Aren’t you scared?’
Even after seeing that? Even now, Namgung Do-wi felt like his mind was going to collapse before his body. His spirit was screaming against his will, so how on earth was he supposed to endure this situation?
Or is it telling me to just stand here silently and accept the death that will come?
‘I can’t do it!’
Namgung Do-wi, who was about to scream with bloodshot eyes, suddenly closed his mouth at that moment. What calmed him down was… … the slight tremor felt in Yoon Jong’s hand that was grabbing his shoulder.
Namgung Do-wi looked at Yun Jong with a start.
‘You’re shaking?’
His gaze slowly lowered. Yoon Jong’s legs were shaking as if they would break at any moment.
An uncontrollable groan escaped Namgung Do-wi’s mouth.
‘how…….’
It’s not that I’m not afraid. It’s not that I’m being sarcastic.
They were shaking.
If you think about it, it’s only natural. If they’re people, how could they not be afraid? They may be feeling fear just like Namgung Do-wi. No, they may be feeling fear even more than Namgung Do-wi.
Nevertheless, they held on to their position as bishops without taking a single step back.
“He stepped back… … .”
Ugh.
Yunjong, who was speaking, bit his lips.
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“… … Don’t leave any memory of running away, Sogaju… … . For your own sake!”
Namgung Do-wi’s chin began to convulse.
I forced myself to turn my gaze and saw the back of Cheongmyeong, who was leading the way.
Even Namgung Do-wi, who was standing behind, seemed to have his will twisted. Then, how much of a huge thing could Cheongmyeong, who was facing the bishop from the front, be handling?
‘coating…….’
As he clenched his fist, Namgung Do-wi’s fingernails dug into his palm.
Thud.
He ground his teeth as if they would break, and planted both feet firmly on the ground.
The courage to fight back? Still not. If that devil were to rush at him, Namgung Do-wi’s will would crumble in an instant.
but…….
‘No matter how bad I am.’
There’s someone holding me back in front, so how can I turn around and run away?
His eyes were bloodshot and he gripped the sword in his hand tightly as if he would break it.
“Even if I can’t help….”
A blood-curdling voice leaked out from Namgung Do-wi’s throat.
“… … At least we’ll die together.”
Only then did the strength leave the hand that was holding his shoulder. However, Namgung Do-wi did not even notice that fact and continued to stare at Cheongmyeong’s back.
‘Dojang, please!’
There was an utmost earnestness in that gaze. It was similar to the gaze that someone had sent at his back in the distant past. That gaze pushed Cheongmyeong’s back.
Kwaaaaaaaaaaah!
Just by touching it, my skin would tear off, my insides would shake, and a terrible magical energy would sweep in all directions at an incredible speed.
Cheongmyeong bared his teeth as he faced the explosively spreading magic head-on.
“therefore…….”
A snicker escaped my lips for no reason.
‘Are you saying that I’ve been dealing with things like that?’
Every time my fingertips started to hurt like crazy, I couldn’t help but laugh.
“This is it… … .”
A raspy voice leaked out through Cheongmyeong’s lips, which were twisted as if mocking him.
“I was crazy too.”
I have already experienced this countless times. But isn’t it true that people see things differently depending on where they stand? In the past, the bishop’s existence that I looked down on from my lofty position and the bishop’s existence that I looked up at from an incomparably lower position were worlds apart.
He felt a power so overwhelming that it was almost hopeless. At the same time, fighting spirit began to boil in Cheongmyeong’s eyes.
‘The difference in power… … .’
He bared his teeth like a growling beast.
“A mere bishop’s son is talking nonsense.”
The thick murderous intent began to sharpen the spirit of Cheongmyeong. At that moment, a voice muttering to itself was heard from the side.
“… … It’s creepy.”
Jang Il-so’s long coat flapped wildly in the blowing wind. However, Jang Il-so faced the oncoming magic head-on without even moving an inch.
He quietly raised his hand and wiped my face.
“As expected, the world is big. I never thought such people would exist.”
Cheongmyeong chuckled.
“Why? Are you scared?”
“cowardice?”
Jang Il-so turned his head to Cheong-myeong, who was standing next to him. His long eyes drew lines as if he was enjoying himself.
“You’re a bad kid. You need to fix this habit of saying things you don’t mean.”
“That’s not for you to say, you idiot.”
“Heh heh heh heh heh.”
Jang Il-so laughed cheerfully. Even so, his two eyes sparkled with a bright blue light. Even though he was standing right in front of his absolute opponent, his charm did not fade at all.
“It’s definitely off by my calculations. And I’m not a big fan of variables.”
His brightly smiling face was full of ghostly energy.
“When a variable becomes unusable, we need to get rid of it. Whatever it is.”
“… … I don’t really want to agree with what you say.”
Cheongmyeong smirked as he turned the sword around and caught it in the opposite direction.
“I agree with that opinion.”
The bright, shining eyes of Jang Il-so and the cold, boiling eyes of Cheongmyeong intersected in the air.
“Then let’s check.”
Jang Il-so slowly lowered his hands and spoke. Then, spreading out both his hands, he calmly took a step toward the terrifyingly swirling magic.
“Just look at how sharp the well-made sword I prepared is.”
“Don’t bother me, you little punk.”
Cheongmyeong, who had his sword hanging down, also stepped forward.
Two figures, one black and one red, distanced themselves from each other and stepped forward, toward the black storm that seemed ready to engulf the world.
The two people who were polar opposites and could never walk the same path were looking at the same place at this moment.
Kagagak!
Kara-ra-rak!
The moment when the sound of Cheongmyeong’s sword scraping the floor and the sound of Jang Il-so’s rings rubbing against each other resonate simultaneously.
Kwaaaaang!
As if they had made a promise, the two of them kicked the ground and threw themselves into the swirling storm of magic.
The sword of Cheongmyeong, which had been releasing the Jahashin Gong in extreme force, emitted a red glow. And Jang Il-so’s two hands, which had been raising the Blue Flame Killing Sword as high as they could, were burning blue.
Two beams of red and blue light rushed towards the darkest place in the world.