Chronicles of the Demon Faction Chapter 437

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Episode 437. Need for Madness (2)

Yeogeukdo’s eyes widened as if they would tear.

Xu Liang, who had prepared for the attack, also looked down at his chest with a bewildered expression.

‘knife?!’

A sword was lodged in his chest.

However, it was not a real sword. To be precise, it was a sword that could or might not exist depending on the person who accepted it.

shiver.

Cold sweat ran down Namgungeon’s forehead.

He was aiming at the sword with his sword. Namgung-eon’s sword, which is simply called the unknown sword because he did not give it a name, did not pierce Xu Liang’s chest.

‘Then this sword?’

Xu Liang in the world couldn’t help but be embarrassed at this time.

It was then.

The sword embedded in his chest slowly became translucent, then it turned into smoke and dispersed.

Xu Liang raised his head and looked at Nangoongyan. Namgungeon’s face was now pale.

It was a really drastic change. He looked extremely exhausted, as if he had exhausted all his strength in an instant. Even his breathing was becoming more intense.

Seo Liang patted his chest. The sensation of his sword being stuck remained, but mysteriously there was no pain.

Yeogeukdo murmured like a moan.

“⋯⋯Simsword!”

Yes.

This was the path of mind swordsmanship, the final destination of martial arts that swordsmen and warriors could reach. It was the supreme state of being able to slash an opponent with the mind without the help of external objects.

Shih Liang’s eyes twitched.

‘Master?!’

This is the realm of heaven.

Of course, Lee Cheon-sang did not throw a fantastic sword like this just because he had reached the mind sword map. Lee Cheon-sang was a real martial god who had reached the final stage of the realm of the mind sword and even caused natural disasters using the tricks of the mind sword.

Compared to him, Namgung-eon’s state is just too shabby. However, in the contemporary Murim, the person who was on the mind check map could not be found even after washing his eyes.

Even Yeo Geuk-do, who is superior to Namgung-eon in terms of simple fighting power, and Seo-ryang, who is unmatched in actual combat ability, have reached the height of enlightenment.

Chunk!

The nameless sword fell to the ground.

Namgoong Eon collapsed on the spot. Xi Liang hurriedly helped him.

“Huh! Huh!”

Shih Liang’s eyes twitched.

‘Oh!’

Namgungeon’s body was soaked with sweat.

And that wasn’t all. As time passed, his breathing became rougher, and he was even bleeding from his nose.

It even shows signs of internal injury. His realization was deeper than anyone else’s, but his body couldn’t keep up with it. He realized the sword by consuming extreme internal energy, but that was the limit.

“Are you okay?”

“Heo-eok! Huh! It’s okay, it’s okay. You will gradually recover.”

chin!

Namgungeon grabbed Seo Liang’s forearm.

“Cool! How was it?”

“⋯⋯?”

“Wasn’t it a good blow?”

Seo Liang, who looked down at Namgung-eon with trembling eyes, let out a deep sigh.

“It was the best attack I’ve ever had.”

“Heh heh, seeing that the world’s best horse recognized it, it seems that my kendo practice that I have been practicing is not wrong.”

“I didn’t even know how I was getting hurt.”

“No, it’s not like that. If my sword had been inhabited by life, my body would have reacted before you even realized it.”

In other words, he had no intention of killing Xu Liang with a sword. In the first place, he knew himself that he could not defeat Xu Liang with a sword full of flesh.

Xi Liang stroked her chest again.

I still felt the sensation of being hit by the sword, but I didn’t feel any pain. Although he recognized the ‘fact’ of being hit by the sword, it was because he knew that it was a fantasy sword.

Namgoong-eon quietly admired.

“It’s amazing. Even if it’s a mindless sword, it’s hard to stand still like you. The moment you realize you’ve been stabbed by a sword, you actually get a similar shock.”

“Right.”

“As I expected. You are a man who moves as his emotions lead, yet he can maintain his cool as well.”

Seo Liang smiled.

“Did you blow your mind sword just to confirm that?”

“No. I just wanted to plant it.”

“What do you mean?”

Namgoong Eon closed his eyes.

“You close your eyes too. And feel what I have given you.”

Seo Liang, who was still looking down at Namgung-eon, also slowly closed his eyes.

‘Feel what I’ve been told?’

What did this old master of kendo put in the heart sword other than living?

It was then.

Flash!

A light as strong as the sun burst from the inside of his chest.

That too was just an illusion. An illusion that only Xi Liang can see.

You can see it even with your eyes closed, and you can hear it even when no sound has been made. Even without a conversation, I could tell what the light was trying to say, and even though it wasn’t a person, emotions were shared.

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‘This is the heart sword.’

The state of slashing the enemy with the heart.

People express the state of mind sword like that. But that is both right and wrong.

Shim-geom was not simply a kendo for killing enemies. It can deliver insights that cannot be expressed in words, and can stably control or run the other person’s emotions out of control.

Namgoong Eon’s sword was the same.

He had no intention of killing Xu Liang. He just wanted to convey the world he realized, the world he knew.

Seo Liang could see it. In a world where even the sky was burnt, the poor people who were devastated and groaned and groaned.

The sight of them screaming and pouring bloody tears was terrifying and pitiful. If there is a hell of Abi Gyu-hwan, wouldn’t it be this scene?

“Did you see it?”

“I saw it.”

Namgungeon opened his eyes.

As if he had calmed down quite a bit, his rough breathing became a little more stable.

“I am a person who devoted my whole life to kendo. I became the head of the household and led Namgung, but in fact, I was busy protecting Jeong, Righteousness, Hyeop, and Tao rather than restoring Namgung. However, such a sense of responsibility It couldn’t compare to my love for the sword.”

“⋯⋯.”

“I handed down the title of head of the family to my son and lived with my eyes on the sword. Bonnie, I realized something.”

“What is it?”

“It’s not different.”

“⋯⋯.”

“Whether you live crazy for the sword or run wild for the revival of your family, there is no meaning if the world is not like the world in the end. That is the reason why masters who devoted themselves to one path spend their later years with nature as their friend.”

“That sounds too far-fetched.”

“It’s far away, but it’s close. If the world is like the world, it also means that people should be like people.”

Namgungeon’s eyes deepened.

“You said you would burn Jiangxi Fortress. But it’s really not that easy. It can be easy to give orders, but it’s hard to ignore the blood shed by those who shouldn’t be involved. Do you really have the confidence to endure the despair and remorse of so many people?”

“I…”

“What did you feel when you saw the illusion my sword gave you? Did you feel the pleasure? Or did you feel sorry?”

“⋯⋯.”

Xi Liang could not speak easily.

Looking up at him, Namgoong Eon burst into laughter.

“Look. You are a person who can be more poisonous than anyone else, but he is also a person who is as soft as that.”

“If you don’t feel pity after seeing such a scene, you are not human.”

“Yes. That is, you are a person. Just because you are called a devil or a monster, you shouldn’t forget that you are a human being.”

Namgung-eon’s hand gripped Xu Liang’s arm with strong power.

“I’m not opposed to you wanting to get rid of Gangseo Trading Company. ‘Cause I don’t deserve it If you don’t like that, I’ll summon the samurai from my family to fight against you. That is the solution to the Moorim where you and I live.”

“⋯⋯.”

“But not the good people. They are not Muslims. I mean, you shouldn’t be forced to become the foundation of the individual, the collective, or the world.”

“⋯⋯”

“I don’t think you’re going to kill the civilians. It’s like a pun, but you said you’d turn Jiangxi into a sea of ​​fire, and you never said you’d touch the civilians.”

Seo Liang smiled bitterly.

“Did you know everything?”

“Yes. I knew that you were trying to finish this thoroughly with Murim’s work. No, I believed, and I still believe.”

“If you knew, why did you push yourself like this?”

“I trusted you in the past and I believe in you now. But I don’t believe in the future you.”

“⋯⋯”

“Hey, if you keep going like this, you’ll become a real monster someday.”

“Not a bad future.”

“If the powerful do not fear shedding blood, then the world becomes hell. You know that, right?”

Xi Liang’s eyes deepened.

Namgoong Eon smiled.

“You are a giant tree that has already grown crooked. And I don’t have the strength to pull that giant tree up by the roots. Do you have any specials? I have no choice but to cut it down leaving only the stump.”

He smiled and slowly closed his eyes.

“Looks like you used too much force. My eyes are closed.”

“I will reserve a room for you. Rest in peace.”

“It’s called Mr. Yoo’s store. A branch of the main house and a commercial district in Gangseo.”

“Ah-oh.”

“I asked Gaju Yu to contact the head of the Gangseo Trading Company. They will probably come looking for me.”

“⋯⋯.”

“You greet them instead of me.”

Seo Liang sighed.

“If you do something useless again in the future, I will lock you up in a small room in a mountain.”

“haha! I can be with the sword until I die.”

After those words, Namgoong-eon lost consciousness. The aftereffects of her using her heart sword were so great.

Seo Liang ate his appetite.

“Because he’s like a damn old man. I’d rather cut with a knife, why do you make me feel bad by doing useless things?”

Yeogeukdo shook his head.

“Because you saved him.”

“yes?”

“You had many opportunities to kill him. But he didn’t kill him.”

“⋯⋯.”

“It would have been difficult for the Sword King to defeat you even in a one-on-one fight. However, he didn’t give up on life or death because he was afraid of defeat.”

“I know.”

“I don’t know what he passed on to you, but don’t ignore that realization. He at least hopes he will help you, not harm.”

Seo Liang sighed.

“Enough has been done. The screening is messy.”

That night.

As Xu Liang drank with the lanterns lit, he heard the transmission of Hocheon Mawangdanju in his ears.

[Teacher.]

[What’s going on?]

[It is said that a golden carriage departed from the Gangseo Chamber of Commerce.]

[Hoeju?]

[The wagon made entirely of gold is said to be available only to the Lord.]

[At Mr. Yoo?]

[No contact has been received.]

Seo Liang smiled.

“Looks like a failure. Well, since Hoiju himself stepped forward, he must not be in the mood to meet with anyone.”

he said into the air.

“Do not hold back.”

[I follow the command of the headmaster.]

Hocheon Demon Emperor fell into silence again.

how much time has passed

creak. creak.

I heard footsteps coming up the stairs. I felt strong tension and excitement with each step.

He put an empty glass across from Xi Liang.

“Come and have a drink.”

“Are you a heavenly horse?”

“Yes.”

The light of the lamp cast over the face of the old man who had climbed the dark stairs, giving it a terrifying look.

“Call me Yuji Nobaek, the head of the Gangseo Trading Company.”

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