#Episode 1044
Song Il, the old swordsman, suddenly thought.
What are you doing now?
There isn’t enough time to escape this hopeless battlefield right now, so why are you throwing away your swords with all your might?
Squirt!
The strong energy that pours down through the sword body is fiercely shooting through the space.
The time it took for that dazzling flash of light, which was neither forward nor behind, but aimed into the air, traveled a distance of about twenty pages and collided with a huge fireball, was literally just a moment.
Quang!
A ball of fire shaking with a roar.
However, it was only for a moment that he hesitated. A feeling of despair filled the eyes of the old swordsman as he looked at the disaster that continued to fall as if it had never happened before.
‘Wrong. ‘I can’t stop it.’
I knew it intuitively because I had already tried my best several times.
Although he was not one inch short of being called a superman, his strength was ridiculously insufficient to completely block that huge fireball that was no different from the harmony of a ghost.
‘What the hell is this…’ … .’
I was out of breath.
Even at this moment, the terrible heat emitted by the ball of fire that is slowly covering part of the battlefield.
A feeling of helplessness that was constricting my whole body, something I had never felt before in my life.
But at that very moment.
Pot, hiss, hiss!
The old swordsman felt and saw at the same time.
A flash of light scatters powerfully along with the gesture of someone’s popularity suddenly approaching one’s side.
Whoa!
‘This.’
The old swordsman’s eyes opened wide.
A dazzling light spreads. Even at a distance of about twenty feet, the heat burning my skin disappears in an instant.
Dozens of streams of rivers advancing, emitting brilliant light, were as dense as a net, and at the same time, they were extremely familiar.
“Priests!”
Kwaaaaang!
At that time, when the old swordsman’s reflexive cry was mixed with another roar, a familiar new figure appeared under the debris of the fireball pouring down in the aftermath of the clash.
“See you again soon, Ambassador.”
An expression and voice that would make someone else feel cold if they heard it.
The Noho swordsman groaned as he saw the priest with the nickname Taeeul Invincible Sword as shown to the world.
“How could you be here…” … !”
Taeeul Mujeonggeom responded calmly to the sight of the death penalty, which seemed more suspicious than happy, and even showed worry and anger at first glance.
“Why, did you think this Hwang Bo-eom would obey so obediently?”
“Yes you bastard! What nonsense is that! “What on earth will happen to Priest Jangmun and the other disciples?”
The old swordsman let out a fiery roar just like his nickname.
It was only a moment ago that he turned around to ask for the safety of Pungwoongeomgun, who had collapsed due to excessive fatigue and injuries, and the surviving disciples of the main temple.
But the Taeeul Mujeonggeom, who must lead them and quickly retreat, is by his side.
The old swordsman shouted loudly, forgetting the surrounding situation for a moment.
“You idiot! If you weren’t there, who would read the text… … !”
“It is said that a three-year-old’s habits will last until he is eighty, and he is definitely worthy of a star rating. “If you think about it, the Ambassador has always been like that since he was young.”
“what?”
But there was no answer.
The priest silently swung his sword, ignoring the executioner’s questioning look on his face.
His face was as cold as ever, but his prominent veins were proof that he was doing his best than ever.
Shut up! Kwaaaaang!
The strong energy extending through the sword collides with the flames.
In the aftermath, some of the fragments that fell from the fireball, which once again faltered, fell towards the ground along with sparks like drizzle.
“As expected, this is not even possible. At least by myself.”
“… … !”
“Sweol checkup (碎月劍陳). Are you ready?”
Like the priest before him, the executioner also did not answer.
Noho Swordsman, who was glaring at Taeeul Mujeonggeom with angry eyes, concentrated all his strength in an instant and raised his sword.
Hiss, weed!
Sword strikes that were as conflicting as each other’s personalities were fired side by side as if competing in the air.
No, it seemed like they were colliding, but they mixed in a strange way, increasing their power.
As if to prove that they are branches growing from one root.
Wow!
A roar and aftermath louder and more intense than ever before.
Only then did the two executioners, who gained some strength from the sight of the slightly distorted direction of the fireball, begin to pour out their strength with all their might.
Whoosh, whoosh!
Cut, lifted, and stabbed.
Accordingly, amidst the ceaseless roar, the voices that escaped the old lips of the two old monks reached each other’s ears.
“Priest Jangmun and the other disciples, don’t worry. Sopyeong, that child will do his job well.”
“It’s a small review… … “Yes, that is what happened in the end.”
It’s already too late to turn back.
Only then did a shadow appear on the old swordsman’s face as he realized who was currently leading the survivors of the Jongnam faction.
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Jongnam’s elite 1,000.
In a short period of less than half an hour, one-third of them were killed or injured, and among those who were able to move, there were not many disciples to whom they could entrust their future.
Jongnam Ilyong (綜南一龍) Hyuk So-pyeong.
The best member of the Jongnam faction and a member of the Ten Bongryongs, known as the best late exponents of the Central Plains.
At one time, he was so addicted to alcohol that he couldn’t come to his senses, but he has shown remarkable growth since the conflict between Taeeul Mujeonggeom and Yongbongpyoguk.
Both personally and martially.
But despite this, Noho Swordsman’s worries did not go away.
“The child is still too young. After all, you should have stayed.”
“If you look at it that way, the problem starts with the major punishment and there is no end to it. And I was younger than him during the Great War. Not to mention the long priest.”
“It’s different now than it was then.”
“I want to refute what’s so different, but I’ll hold on for this time.”
Shut up!
A sword that tears apart space.
Taeeul Mujeonggeom, who spread the net of strength with all his might, added in a low voice.
“At least in those days, this kind of harmony between strange and powerful gods was not prevalent.”
Quaaaaaaaaa!
A roar that felt like the sky was splitting open and a heat that felt like it would burn you at any moment.
At the center of it all, there was a fireball that had become much larger than before.
Even if it shakes for a moment and some parts break, it is a disaster that falls like a mountain.
The closer it gets, the bigger it gets, and the wrath of hell that will devour thousands of lives.
“That… … “Can you stop it?”
To the old swordsman who asked while breathing heavily, Taeeul Mujeonggeom, who also looked tired, asked back.
“What do I look like in your eyes?”
There was a silence that was short, but at the same time felt like an eternity.
However, the old swordsman had a good idea of what the priest was trying to say.
okay. Can’t stop it.
Those executioners were mere human beings, and that was the power of an incomprehensible and powerful god.
If there are anyone who can even remotely stop this crazy disaster, it is only true superhumans who, in human flesh, have reached a level comparable to that of monsters or gods.
“I feel like I’m senile. Fire King, I never thought I would miss that crazy old monster.”
“It’s been a while since I had a similar thought. “At that moment, a lump of blood like a thunderbolt passed before my eyes, and I thought I had really lost my mind.”
Fire King Jeokcheongang.
And Jin Tae-kyung, the fire god dragon.
For the two executioners, they were something they could not forget until their death.
Of course, in a bad way.
“You can’t come, right?”
“Ask me something. “I already knew.”
The extreme sense of mastery is at a level that goes beyond the imagination of criminals.
The two men, who were reading the situation happening all over the battlefield, had already guessed that the old and young monsters in Yeolhwamun would not be able to help them.
At the same time, I also had the contradictory thought in my mind that I did not want to receive their help under any circumstances.
Even at this moment, they were unable to completely let go of the grudge they had against the two priests of Yeolhwamun.
And because of that resentment, I committed an irreversible mistake.
bang! bang! Wow!
A series of heavy drinks.
However, the strength of Noho Swordsman and Taeeul Invincible Sword had weakened noticeably, and the heat of the fireball, which had now reached a distance of less than a dozen pieces, was horribly intense.
So much so that even the last remaining will to fight is burned away.
Googoo googung.
hot.
A dark red shade that has never been seen before and that will never be experienced in the future covered part of the battlefield.
“regret… … Do you?”
To Taeeul Mujeonggeom’s question that quietly flowed between his dry lips, Noho Swordsman, who was looking at the sky with empty eyes, answered.
“okay.”
Seeing such a scene of execution, the priest did not bother to ask any more questions.
What do you regret?
And seeing the priest like that, the death penalty was also not asked.
If you ask me like that, are you regretting it?
Although only a few words were exchanged, everything was contained within them.
Only silent thoughts lingered in each person’s head.
‘That shouldn’t have happened.’
Although they were two people with personalities as different as their star names, they had lived similar lives and were thinking of the same thoughts at this moment.
A peaceful childhood where I practiced martial arts rather than humanity and righteousness.
My youthful days were filled with blood and death, when I was busy chasing merit rather than following the rules.
Just as black hair turns white, the time when I quickly became stained by self-interest and self-interest in the peace I regained.
and.
‘I heard that you two went through a lot of trouble.’
One day, when they had paid the price for their excessive greed and were caught up in extreme internal trauma and emotions, the hand of temptation came to them, engulfed in hatred.
‘It’s a spirit medicine that I found with difficulty. It has a medicinal effect comparable to that of Shaolin’s Great Hwandan, so it is more than capable of recovering internal injuries.’
Even though he expressed his refusal to meet, the uninvited guest who finally confronted him said something he couldn’t refuse to the two executioners who were suspicious of his incredibly generous favor.
‘This isn’t a favor, it’s a deal. And if you two accept this deal… … It will not only resolve old grievances, but also help the well-being of the Jongnam faction.’
They were conflicted, but finally agreed to the deal.
As a disciple of Jang Mun-in of the Jongnam faction, he lived his whole life as a hero of the Great War and a famous king. He couldn’t live like this, bearing this indelible humiliation.
I had to take revenge.
Even if the method was not death, they had to inflict the same humiliation on Yeolhwamun that they experienced.
Moreover, it was a way to ensure the safety of the Jongnam faction.
So they couldn’t resist this sweet offer.
Such an uninvited guest. No, he willingly took the hand that Sima Gong, the King of the Black Night, held out.
And only after several months had passed, they were regretting the decision they had made.
Even at this very moment, I look at the blazing flames that are slowly covering my head.
‘Why have you become like this?’
Windyun Sword.
Those words that their youngest priest uttered in emptiness.
The moment I heard his voice full of remorse, I realized it.
What options are left to them now?
What to do.
“Run away. “It’s not too late now.”
“I don’t want to. “Please go to the ambassador like that.”
“I don’t like it either.”
Chapter three.
The two executioners looked at the huge ball of flame that now filled their entire field of vision with mesmerized eyes.
“It was a no-brainer from the beginning.”
“That’s right.”
“But why did you come?”
“It’s the same reason as the ambassadorial punishment. I felt like I had to do something. I feel like I have to do something like this. and… … .”
This chapter.
The heat emanating from the flames was so dazzling that Taeeul Mujeonggeom closed his eyes.
No, I might have been too ashamed of myself to face death while looking at the world with pride.
“… … Because I’m embarrassed. “I did it because I was sorry.”
To the teacher who taught benevolence and righteousness.
To the youngest priest and the disciples of the recluse who served their poor self with the death penalty.
To everyone else.
And, to a certain teacher and disciple who, unlike themselves who have already strayed from the path a long time ago, are walking on the right path.
“Really, it’s a damn thing.”
Taeeul Mujeonggeom, or Noho Swordsman.
The voice that may have flowed from between someone’s lips was more empty than ever.
Hwaaaaaaaaa!
The heat and light emitted by the huge fireball, which stretched over a radius of hundreds of pages, was more spectacular than ever.