Episode 505
Quang!
The sharp sword was blocked by the double-headed sword and fixed in the air.
The Sword King’s eyes distorted.
I tried to hold on with my legs, but Shinhyeong was pushed further and further back.
It was a force beyond imagination.
‘They say he’s the best person in the Demonic Cult if you look at his innate divine power.’
As far as strength was concerned, it was a business.
Although he is not small in size.
The other person was a head taller than me.
Not only was he tall, he was also bulky, and his entire body was even covered in heavy iron armor.
To add a little bit of exaggeration, I felt like a small animal in front of a huge beast.
‘but.’
Let’s go!
An unpleasant friction sound rang out.
The long sword, which was roughly scraped against the fingernail-like blade, drew a sharply curved trajectory.
The startled iron-clad giant quickly retreated out of the gap.
The reviving blow delivered by the King of Dao split the air in vain.
At least that’s how it appeared in the eyes of those watching.
Sighs came from all over.
Quad Deuk!
Immediately afterwards, an amazing sight unfolded.
The iron armor covering the left knee of the iron armored giant cracked ugly.
Although it wasn’t visible to the skin, the mark remained quite deep.
The iron armored giant lowered his gaze and showed a displeased expression.
‘I was definitely protected with self-defense skills.’
I knew that the range of the sword was increased by forming a strong energy of the will.
Low-level warriors must have thought that Daowang’s attack did not reach them.
However, he could not fool the eyes of the same absolute expert.
‘The method itself is not that surprising. ‘It’s just a joke.’
The problem was power.
Cutting power that far exceeds what was expected.
I had no idea that thick armor made of mixed iron would be cut so vainly.
‘Even absolute experts struggle because they can’t break through my defenses…’
Every martial artist pursues different martial arts and the direction of enlightenment is also different.
Just looking at the Dragon King and the Thunder King, they learned the same martial arts, but the way they used them was not much different.
In a way, it could be said that it was natural that each absolute master had a different way of using the Uihyeonggi.
‘It’s ridiculous.’
The direction pursued by King Tao was extremely simple and clear.
Even sharper and more powerful.
It was too plain.
That’s why it was threatening.
Because he was not flashy or special, it was even more difficult to deal with him.
‘Damn it.’
I felt like I could tell what kind of personality the opponent had just by looking at the martial arts skills he was performing.
What does the cult leader’s warning mean?
I don’t know if it’s someone else.
The King of Dao was at his best, using his high defense as a weapon.
‘Suramaje (修羅魔帝) should have come here, not me.’
Originally, Surama Emperor would have come here to take charge of the defense of the main group.
However, because he was injured in a fight with King Gwon, he had no choice but to change his ways.
While grinding his teeth, he jumped into the air and further widened the distance between him and the king.
Ssangbijo is basically a weapon for siege.
The length of the rope connecting the two nail-shaped iron hooks was as much as five lengths.
In fact, the key to using Ssangbijo was not a sharp blade, but a rope made by twisting Cheonjamsa (天蠶絲).
The iron armored giant’s specialty is close-quarters fighting, but it could switch to long-distance fighting if it wanted to.
‘There is no need to rush to advance the game. ‘My role is to keep Taowang in check.’
There was no reason to overdo it.
He came here as Suramaje’s substitute, so all he had to do was stick to his role.
“That’s right.”
The King of Dao sneered.
He spat out as if taunting an iron-clad giant.
“You’re wearing that heavy armor and running away because you’re afraid of close combat. “I don’t understand someone’s way of thinking because I’m afraid they might not be a magician.”
“······.”
Although he felt like crying, the iron armored giant did not respond and focused on maintaining his distance from the opponent.
If only Daowang was tied up anyway, the Allied forces would naturally collapse.
Even the warriors of the Heavenly Demon Palace joined the elites he personally trained.
The enemy’s power was not at a level that could be ignored, but since the Demonic Church won the battle of momentum, it would not be easy to turn back the tilted scales.
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‘More than anything, there is a religious leader here. If he finishes the fight against the Thunder King and joins us.’
The delicately maintained balance will be broken in an instant.
Grumble! Kwa-kwa-kwa-kwak!
The iron armored giant slowly raised its head and made a strange expression.
‘But… when will it end? Surely the Thunder King didn’t use a bomb attack?’
* * *
Coo coo coo coo!
My inner energy was boiling over.
My whole body was overflowing with vitality.
I felt omnipotent, like I could do anything.
“Whoa.”
Dokgo Woojin, who poured out a lot of energy, let out a long breath.
I had to suppress my excitement.
The enemy in front of me was not one that could be defeated by randomly releasing power.
This is what I thought when I first used the bomber.
Compared to what I heard from my disciple, the burden is not that big.
Basically, the White Lightning Demonic Attack had good compatibility with the Pokyumma Demonic Attack.
The acupuncture points, which had become tough and strong by adapting to the high density of internal energy, withstood even the uncontrollable boiling energy.
A weak disciple would quickly reach his limit, but he was different.
His strong body, developed after decades of training, was able to withstand the load of martial arts for quite a long time.
‘Even the direction of martial arts pursued fits well with the bombing and magic attack.’
Of course, the biggest drawback of the Poksamagong was that once it was cast, it could not be stopped arbitrarily.
Just because I could endure it longer than others, that didn’t mean I was free from side effects.
Even if the collapse of the body was slowed down with Noeryeongjeomhyeol (雷靈點穴), in order to solve the fundamental problem, the patient ultimately had to receive treatment from a renowned doctor like Shinyi (神醫).
‘Well, what you need to worry about right now is not the side effects of the Poisonous Magic Attack, but the Demon Cult Master in front of you.’
Going back to the story.
After the battle in Banghyeon (房縣) was concluded, Dokgo Woojin made up his mind.
I think I should really delve into the martial art of Pokjammagong.
It was not something to just avoid or be reluctant to do as a goldsmith.
If it’s a useful hand, and if it’s a secret weapon to fight a monster like the Demon Cultist, shouldn’t you hone it?
It was an idea that only he could come up with and put into practice.
An ordinary person would not even dare to attempt it, let alone attempt it.
‘The help of the divine doctor was great.’
I was able to focus on my research with peace of mind thanks to a trustworthy friend who would not refuse a request even if he grumbled.
Even if a dangerous situation were to arise, I was confident that I would be safe if he was there.
‘Although slightly, the output can now be adjusted.’
Unfortunately, it was not possible to eliminate the side effects of Pokjam Magic Ball.
However, that does not mean that the training was fruitless.
If the greatest disadvantage of the Poisonous Demonic Attack was the collapse of the body, the next most notable disadvantage was the waste of energy.
Would you say it’s like using a cow knife to kill a chicken?
You might say that it would be a good thing to be able to show an output that surpasses even that of the Demon Lord, but that is not necessarily the case.
There is a difference between arbitrarily increasing output when necessary and randomly spewing out power without being able to control it.
Power can only be used effectively when it can be controlled.
If victory or defeat is determined simply by the total amount of power exerted, why wouldn’t an intangible sword be used well in a fight between absolute experts?
“Is it because of my mood?”
“······.”
“For some reason, it feels less intimidating than when we faced each other in Banghyeon.”
“You saw it right. “Cult leader.”
“I don’t think it’s because I was injured. “Is it possible to control the energy amplified by the Pokijama Ball?”
Instead of answering, Dokgo Woo-jin kicked the air and rushed at Ma Cyoju.
It was not possible to perfectly control the output.
All we can do is reduce waste a little.
However, just because of that alone, he was able to use the Pokjam Demonic Attack for a much longer time and with more power.
Just because it had the same internal strength as the Great Sea, it didn’t mean it didn’t have its limits.
And the man in front of me, the leader, was a person who had the ability to hang out with him until he reached his limit.
He was an opponent that could never be defeated if one did not pay attention to the distribution of power.
“That’s fun. “You’re at the level of arrogantly discussing the odds in front of me.”
The leader stretched out his left hand.
Black air currents rushed in, forming a thick film in front of him.
Dokgo Woo-jin threw out a fist engulfed in white light with great enthusiasm.
The first herbal method of Byeokryeokwon, Paamkwon (破巖拳).
Implementing a regime with 10,000 pounds of might.
Although it was the most basic and plain herbivorous food without any change or anything, its power was strong enough to destroy Mount Tai.
Ujijik!
The space became distorted and the wall of demonic energy collapsed.
An exclamation flowed from the mouth of the Demon Cultist.
Even after breaking through the thick barrier, the fist that still had power went into the cult leader’s abdomen.
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“Wow!”
A demon who bleeds blood and destroys the new model.
Sogeogae shook off his bloody fist and slammed his heel into the head of the demonic cultist who was digging into the side.
Quaaaang!
The demon cultist’s body was thrown roughly to the ground.
It hit so hard that the ground cracked and dirt debris flew everywhere.
“Whoa.”
Sogeolgae, who was taking a deep breath, looked around and his expression distorted.
The situation was getting worse.
As the Cheonmagungdos moved in earnest, the damage to our troops was rapidly increasing.
If we didn’t do something, the formation might collapse like a dam bursting.
‘Dokgo Woojin. While that friend is working hard, I need to do something.’
Because we were attacked so suddenly, there was no time to prepare.
No matter how much I thought about it, I couldn’t come up with a plan to overcome the current situation.
At that time, there was a sound that penetrated his ears.
-I have something to tell you, senior Sogeolgae.
‘······?’
Sogeolgae’s eyes narrowed.
It was a voice I had heard somewhere before.
‘I think he was definitely a member of the Cheonan Gambu. What was your name…Hwangbo?’
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