Chapter 572. Keeper, Killer (6)
pop! Roaring!
“Aagh!”
“What, what?!”
“That guy! This is the guy the anti-Gyeongsae spoke of!”
Quarreung!
With Jin-gak shaking the ground, red-burning guyuma flowers covered all directions.
Pillars of fire shot towards each direction burned the vines and trees that had begun to cover the entire Sangvis Castle.
They were planning to get rid of it before the Mokgeuk Great March unfolds in earnest.
“Cool!”
Ma Dong-pil coughed.
No blood came out. But gradually his breathing quickened and his complexion became pale. Due to excessive use of magic, the inside began to shake.
‘Impossible.’
Hemophilia is broad. Isn’t it enough to be called a small country?
There is a limit to the power that Dongpil Ma can pull out of even the greatest masters.
Now, the vitality group has also run out, and even if there is a vitality group, the consumed demonic energy does not refill in an instant.
Eventually I had to make a decision.
‘Introspection or extroversion.’
The range is much wider than the exterior. It was natural.
The important thing is that resistance is where the real strength of the Sangvis Castle is concentrated.
However, outside the castle, ordinary people who did not know martial arts formed a village. They were good people who shouldn’t have been involved in such a fight in the first place.
Should we go towards maintaining the strength of the allies, or should we save the civilians who have nothing to do with this fight?
‘Shit.’
It was a difficult matter for even the world’s Dongpil to make a quick decision.
‘Master. What can I do?’
Quarreung! Whoops!
Countless people were dying in a terrible binge.
Ma Dong-pil, Eon-geuk, and Moorim are among the best masters. So these odd vines and tree trunks could easily be plucked off or burned.
However, the civilians were powerless to stop this terrifying attack.
The vines entwined the bodies of the civilians and broke them, digging into the bodies and sucking their blood.
The vines and tree trunks that absorbed the blood gradually turned red. The reddish vines and tree trunks became tougher and harder than before.
Ma Dong-pil bit his lip.
‘I’m sorry, Professor.’
In order to lead the war to victory, the preservation of allied forces is essential.
However, Ma Dong-pil could not bear to watch innocent civilians die miserably from being hit by a grotesque tree.
Kwaaang!
With a powerful advance, bloody flames burned.
Ma Dong-pil’s eyes went beyond the pupils and even the whites of his eyes were stained bloody.
“Gujung Demon Sword Tax.”
The name of martial arts is shouted out loud to maximize the power of the essence of martial arts.
The black blood demon sword vomited an explosive movement.
Qurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!
A gust of flame shot out from nine trunks and burned all the trees in the area.
It is firepower beyond imagination. Ma Dong-pil’s martial arts, determined and pouring out all his strength, were so splendid that his jaw dropped.
‘Not enough.’
But it wasn’t even close to that.
He pulled out the limit of his power as a master of the extreme horse and turned the whole area into a sea of fire, but it was only a very small part of the entire outer fortress.
‘I do it anyway.’
It is certain that even a third of the trees hanging over the outer castle will collapse without being burned.
But I couldn’t help it. Even if you know the impossible, you have to do it.
Whoops! Pupperpuppung!
Trees wriggled and burned with the explosion of continuous explosions.
It was a terrifying sight. Looking at the trees wriggling like snakes engulfed in flames, I couldn’t tell whether this place was in this world or hell.
It was then.
Ma Dong-pil’s eyes widened as he tried to burn down the trees that covered the wall.
Koo Goo Goo Palace! Kwaaang!
The huge castle tower collapsed, crushing dozens of civilians as they were.
‘this… … !’
This was entirely Ma Dong-pil’s mistake.
They planned to encircle the Iron Blood Castle by encircling the Iron Blood Great March and completely annihilate the Iron Blood Castle itself with the power of the Fire Great Army.
It was only possible because of wooden weapons and firearms amplified by magical power.
However, the firearms emitted by Dongpil Ma were also not ordinary firearms.
It’s not as destructive as the coexistence of the Celestial Dragon Sorcery, but it could cause a bigger fire if it’s wrong.
I controlled the power and released it so that it wouldn’t have that terrible result, but it wasn’t perfect in the end.
“Damn it!”
Ma Dong-pil hurriedly ran to the civilians who were crushed by the castle tower, but it was already too late.
Kururureung.
The movement of the trees became faster and faster. It was to suck up the blood that splattered in all directions.
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It is the spirit of the blood tree. This was the reason why the word blood (血) was always attached to the power they dealt with.
The power to maximize the Celestial Dragon’s technique was blood.
Qi is a law that flows without stagnant, and it was the same with the Qi of the human body. And the place where the body’s qi moves most actively is the blood. The blood flowing through the veins spreads energy throughout the body.
This is where the saying that blood is life force comes from.
In other words, the Celestial Dragon Sorcery is a method that realizes imagination and will into reality based on the vitality of a species called human who somehow survived the catastrophe of the harsh nature.
It could be said that it was a technique of reverse heaven comparable to that of magic.
“These!”
The black blood demon sword cut through the air.
Wow!
Trees were cut down by the devastating blow of a fire sword.
Ma Dong-pil’s breathing quickened.
‘It can’t go on like this.’
He wasn’t the only one who ran amok in the outer castle.
The iron-blooded warriors, whose number is difficult to count, were rampaging all over the outer castle. They cut down trees or evacuated civilians.
‘It may cause harm to the civilians as well as to the allies.’
quadruple.
Vines sprouted constantly on all sides. The trunk of the tree that grew up without knowing it became a giant tree and completely surrounded one of the halls.
‘What do we do.’
There was a lot of screaming. A riot rang out.
Bloodless flesh scattered in all directions. The collapsing walls seemed to predict the future of the Sangvis Castle.
‘What should I do?’
Standing in the middle of that hellish world, Ma Dong-pil’s eyes grew darker and darker.
It was then.
In Ma Dong-pil’s eyes, he saw another castle tower collapsing.
This time, it wasn’t Ma Dong-pil’s mistake. A tree that rose from the ground destroyed the center of the castle tower.
‘… … !!’
And there were countless civilians in front of the collapsed castle tower.
Aaaaaang!
Ma Dong-pil’s body became a beam of light and moved forward.
burn trees? kill enemies? That didn’t make any sense.
‘Protect.’
It always has been.
From entering Shinkyo to becoming the three chiefs of the Guardian Court, and furthermore, the close escort of the Ten Heavenly Demons.
He has always grown up to be someone’s keeper. It was he who risked his own life to protect the subject of the escort.
‘I’ll protect it this time!’
I will never let them die.
He grew as a protector, but how many times have he failed so far. How many comrades he lost, how many mistakes he made.
A master of the extreme? The right hand of the priest?
It is a tinnitus overflowing with fountains. Ma Dong-pil did not need such grandiose words.
He was just a person born into the world to protect.
I protect the people I want to protect and the world I want to protect.
That’s all it will be.
‘no.’
The moment that split the moment of the moment.
In Ma Dong-pil’s eyes, he could see the castle tower almost collapsing. And right under the castle tower, I saw civilians stained with fear and despair with their eyes tightly closed.
I closed the distance with all my might, but there was still a distance of about twenty sheets left.
Now, Ma Dong-pil had no way to save them. The skill of the new law, the depth of the magic technique, and the remaining inner strength were all lacking.
‘I can’t keep it this time either.’
I promised to protect it, but will it fail this time too?
Should those people who are more precious than thousands of lives of these worms, who have nothing to do with war, have to die.
‘I want to protect it.’
In a world that had slowed down, the castle tower was leaning more and more.
The fear and despair of the civilians were amplifying at a frightening speed. It was much faster than the ramparts tilted.
‘Just this time.’
Ma Dong-pil’s eyes, which were stained with darkness, had veins.
‘I’ll protect it this time!!’
At that time, Ma Dong-pil stretched out his black blood demon sword.
As if possessed by something, as if this alone could save them.
All of Ma Dong-pil’s ‘desires’ were carried on the black blooded sword, and the blood of the people who inhaled it while cutting down trees awakened the dark spirits.
flash!!
The black blood demon sword emits a dark light.
Depth of desire, extreme limit.
The powerful desire that surpassed the limits of the original desire forcibly awakened the three formulas of Gu Yu-ma-gong.
Aaaaaaagh!
Here, another demon king soared through the ground.
Koo Goo Goo Palace!
He is a true demon king who descended to this world shaking the heavens and the earth.
Another master of the realm of desire, who tears the world apart and pours out a roar of fear, proving that I am the one and only God of Destruction under the sky.
It was the manifestation of the old Yumagong three types and the thirteen demon king fear ceremony.
Ma Dong-pil’s mouth opened.
Heh heh heh!
The roar of the demon king, full of pitch-black darkness.
‘Stop it!’
The black blood demon sword instantly hooks! and disappeared
Baba Baba Baba Bak!
The black-blooded demonic sword transformed into a single black line passed through the castle tower hundreds of times.
It was literally lightning fast. In the blink of an eye, hundreds of slashes shattered the castle tower, and it was truly a swordsmanship that reached the level of a god.
handle the sword control the sword
It was the pinnacle of kendo, the Igieo Sword.
The desire that deepened by going beyond one’s limits opened the third stage of Gu Yu-Magong, and even broke through the sword swordsmanship, a power that a demon king must possess.
And that wasn’t all.
Ma Dong-pil’s feet spewed fire.
Flash!
It was extreme speed.
The master, who had gone beyond human limits and the limits of martial arts, now even surpassed the limits of the realm of excellence, and was shot at a long distance with extreme speed.
The leaning tower shattered into hundreds of pieces, raining stones down on the ground.
And in the meantime, Ma Dong-pil’s new model passed by all the civilians.
Kwa-kwa-kwa-kwak!
A thick cloud of dust rose with a roaring sound all around.
“Heo-eok! Huh!”
Ma Dong-pil let out a heavy breath. Beside him, who had collapsed before he knew it, the civilians he had saved from the collapsing fortress were trembling.
‘I kept it.’
shiver.
Blood flowed from his nose and ears.
In an instant, he released the fear of the thirteen demon king and raised the state of martial arts itself, but even in that state, he showed a movement that exceeded the limit.
The inner wounds were getting worse, and it felt like the nerves in my whole body were getting tattered. My eyes were dazzled by the excruciating pain.
However, Ma Dong-pil’s face was full of joy.
‘I kept it.’
kept them.
Those whom I had pledged to protect with my will, I finally had to protect them.
Ma Dong-pil looked at the civilians with blurry eyes.
A look of amazement appeared on the faces of the people who were terrified.
Ma Dong-pil smiled.
‘thank god.’
That expression, that lively expression full of joy and surprise.
That’s it. I’ve seen that face, so this is enough.
‘Relief… … .’
Ma Dong-pil’s eyes gradually closed. Severe internal injuries and tattered blood vessels were sending his soul to the underworld.
But it was not yet time to die.
If a person claiming to be a demon king appears in this world, there is a demon god above him who opens the sky and descends.
Whoaaaaaaaaaa!
Enormous demonic energy was loaded into the hot wind.
Flash!
Ma Dong-pil’s eyes opened again.
Kururureureung.
The tattered blood vessels were recovering at an alarming rate. Severe internal injuries were also healing at an inexplicable speed.
Qurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!
Thunderstorms raged in the dry sky.
Ma Dong-pil stumbled and stood up. He, who had fallen into the swamp of death, was forcibly repatriated at the call of God.
he looked west
From the western sky, which was slowly turning red, a force close to disaster was pushing in.
“… … Master.”
It was the appearance of a demon god who would wipe out this bizarre battlefield stained with immorality, malice, pettiness and complexity in one fell swoop.
