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Boom!
Cheoljong-hwi was blown away by Iroun’s blow.
But soon the smoke was split and dispersed by the rays of the strong wind.
Taang!
The flying wind collided with Lee Ro-woon’s fist and fell down.
“… … !”
Cheoljong-hwi’s eyes wavered as he regained his balance and stood upright.
‘You said you kicked the steel with your hand?’
It’s not that hard to use the power.
But who are you?
It’s Cheoljong Hwi.
The head of the Iron Sword Association and the head of the Iron Sword Clan.
Hyun-kyung’s introduction.
The fact that he received the strong energy that was fired with that much power meant one thing.
“Hyun-kyung…?”
That young man was a strong man of equal standing to himself.
And then there was a story that came to mind.
‘It is said that the guild member who faced the Blue Sword alone was a young man in his early twenties.’
A story about a guild member who single-handedly defeated Haenam’s Blue Checkup.
‘Was that true?’
It’s not that I didn’t believe it.
However, isn’t it true that Haenam’s blue checkup is insufficient compared to what is known?
Or maybe the guild members had a special new recruit they didn’t know about.
But that wasn’t all.
“You’re on the same level as me?”
A martial artist of equal skill who has reached the level of Hyeon-gyeong.
That guild member reached Hyeon-gyeong’s middle school at that young age.
“Your Majesty!”
The escort rushes to save Cheoljong-hwi.
Kakang!
But a flash of light appeared before them.
“No one can pass through.”
Kang Eun-ha and Jeong Chi-su.
“… … .”
All the way to Domusung.
They blocked the path to where Cheoljong-hwi and Lee Ro-woon were, taking three directions.
The number of escorts was almost twenty.
“Get out of the way!”
Kaaaaang!
But it’s not enough that they can’t go beyond just three people.
Crunch-!
Instead, blood was splattering from the sharp blade and sword.
In it, Cheoljong-hwi and Lee Ro-woon confronted each other.
Cheoljong-hwi’s stupid face also disappeared.
“… … .”
Acknowledging and accepting this whole situation.
And he took on the position of an unmanned being in search of a way to survive.
Two people who took the rider’s seat.
“… … .”
Lee Ro-woon was looking at Cheol Jong-hwi with his fists clenched.
“That’s fun.”
Cheoljong-hwi’s face hardened at Iroun’s small monologue.
“What?”
“I’m talking about the sight of the leader of the Iron Swords trembling when he sees me.”
It was just as Lee Ro-un said.
Cheoljong-hui’s hand, holding the sword, was shaking slightly.
These are weird.
As a martial artist, Cheoljong-hwi and Cheolgeom had seen and experienced a lot while building up the name of Cheolgeomryun.
I’ve faced powerful monsters and even wielded swords against the volcano’s unmanned forces.
The unmanned volcanoes had made Cheoljong-hwi tremble, but what he felt now was something completely different.
‘horror?’
A great fear felt deep in the heart.
And the fear of death.
Swish.
Only then did the escort come into view.
A guard of nearly twenty men.
All of them were masters of the art of painting.
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Cheoljonghwi also knows.
Even though they are masters of the martial arts, they are made-up martial artists who are different from the real ones that the meeting martial artists speak of.
Still, it was strange that the Iron Sword Building collapsed so helplessly, with the guards unable to do anything about it.
Something that prevents me from showing off all my skills.
There was something about them that was terrifying from the very beginning.
“I guess you’re out of your mind.”
Iroun, who had come closer without realizing it, swung his fist without any hesitation.
A meaningless punch without any sense of form or manners.
Brrrrrr!
However, all Cheoljong-hwi could do was block the punch with his sword.
The trembling sword.
Once again, Cheoljong-hwi was unable to overcome the power contained in the black fist of Iroun.
Boom!
It flew straight up and hit the wall.
***
Iroun closed his eyes for a moment, feeling the sensation coming from his fist.
-I’m talking about the sight of the leader of the Iron Swords trembling when he sees me.
It was a strange feeling.
When I became the Blood Horse of the Blood Cult, and was talking to the great Black King on equal terms, it was a more strange feeling than when the Opening Beast Lord knelt before me.
‘Iron Sword Training.’
They were much closer and more exposed than the Hwasan or Haenam who were secretly working behind the scenes.
That’s why the Iron Sword Training was nothing short of an object of fear for players.
Among them, Cheol Jong-hwi, the leader of the Iron Swordsmanship, was much more memorable than Hwasan or Haenam, who were nothing more than mysterious legends.
That kind of person.
“Ugh!”
He is shaking and spitting out blood right before my eyes.
It was a really strange feeling.
To Iroun, who had felt like everything was a dream since returning, this moment seemed to be reality.
-It’s your strength.
Yes, this is my power.
A hundred years of teachings.
And some of his strength gained from fighting for an unimaginable amount of time.
It gave him the power to punish those who had tormented him in the past.
Shiver shiver.
There was an obvious reason why the author was trembling, and why the galaxy could overpower the iron sword.
‘chaos.’
The chaos that has taken hold within Irun has exerted some influence on the unmanned forces of the galaxy through blood subjugation.
A great fear that any human being or creature cannot help but feel.
It’s a force that those fakes can’t overcome.
“Kuaaaah!”
He ran towards me screaming, but it was nothing more than a futile rebellion by someone facing death.
Boom!
be easy.
In the past, unmanned aircraft were so feared.
That too is an unmanned facility that has reached the level of a police station.
Kwaaang!
It’s so easy.
Although Cheoljong-hwi is of a similar level to Hyeolsu-baek, his fight is easier compared to Hyeolsu-baek.
Because you’ve become stronger?
By obtaining the Heavenly Demonic Power?
no.
bang!
Bloodthirsty White had a strong spirit because he had gained his strength through training.
It gave me the strength to resist the chaos that was seeping out.
In contrast, Cheoljong Hui.
“Ugh, ugh.”
Unable to resist chaos.
“Will it be this easy in the future?”
Suddenly, that thought occurred to me and I muttered to myself.
And then he shook his head.
‘I don’t think so.’
The Iron Sword Training is nothing more than a scarecrow that has been set up.
The real ones will resist the fear caused by this seeping chaos and will instead use fear to fuel their will.
And that is….
Crunch.
It will be more fun.
Iroun looked at Cheoljonghwi’s face, which was lying at his feet, with a languid expression.
Cheoljong-hwi, who couldn’t even muster half of his strength.
His words were as obvious as they come.
A preliminary battle before facing the real thing.
So this is just the beginning.
“end….”
It was when Lee Ro-un was about to declare the end.
Wiggle.
Thick tendons began to bulge out on Cheoljong-hwi’s face.
Kaaaaang!
Kang Eun-ha, Jeong Ji-su, and Do Mu-seong, who had been pushing back the enemies, retreated in an instant.
Something has changed.
“This is… an iron sword…”
A voice like a groan coming out of Cheoljong-hwi’s mouth.
“And I… .”
Hwaaaaah!
The bets coming from him and his escorts completely filled the top of the building.
“It’s Cheoljong-hwi.”
Blackened whites.
Cheoljong-hwi’s entire body was swollen to nearly twice its size.
Even the sword, which was like an arm and a leg to a man, was thrown away.
“Death… Uh… La…”
The guy’s blunt fist struck Iroun’s cheek.
The beneficial thing that fell off while spinning around.
“Guild member-!”
Kang Eun-ha and the others shouted in surprise and tried to approach Lee Ro-woon.
But the one who had been pinned against the wall was clearly smiling.
“Yeah. It should be like this.”
It’s so easy.
Even though it was just a preliminary battle and a preparatory stage before the start, it was very different from what he had expected.
This is a game.
Compensation for the suffering he had to endure.
Interest in not falling asleep.
Thud thud.
Lee Ro-woon walked away from the wall he had been pinned to and smiled.
Of course, even this will surely be easy.
More than ever before.
Still, here’s why I think it’s fun.
“The leader of the Iron Sword Federation….”
See, what’s up?
Cheoljong-hwi has now completely transformed into a monster.
“Magira.”
An unmistakable magical energy was bursting out from him.
That wasn’t all.
Thud, thud, thud!
The escorts that are changing their form.
I could feel the magic in their bodies and they were changing in an instant.
“Why are they…!”
Kang Eun-ha shouted in embarrassment, but Lee Ro-woon remained calm.
-No trace of the Cheonmagyo can be found.
Even the great Black King could not find any trace of the Cheonmagyo.
He said that even in the open, no traces of the Cheonmagyo were found.
If even they don’t know about it, I don’t think it’s strange to think that the Cheonmagyo has completely disappeared.
However, the clear Cheonmagi energy felt from Hyeolsu Baek meant that the Cheonmagyo still existed.
Isn’t that strange?
The Cheonmagyo sect, which cannot be found anywhere, but still maintains its tradition.
The answer was right before my eyes.
“You ate it all up.”
A society called Jeongpa.
That there is a devil in it.
“Death… Uh… La!”
Cheoljong-hwi rushes to Iroun again.
Lee Ro-un said softly.
“The lifting of the ban is permitted.”
Cheoljong-hwi’s magical energy and evil energy exploded, pushing through the space, distorting the space.
A voice slowly came into it.
“Your name.”
* * *
It was a magical energy hidden so deep that even Iroun, who had not yet mastered the Heavenly Demonic Art, could not find it.
If it was Cheonmagi, I would have been able to figure it out.
The magic that possessed Cheoljong-hwi and others was definitely not of that kind.
Low-purity garbage that has been twisted and deteriorated over the years.
It was just cheap gasoline that burned everything and caused an explosion.
But it saved the lives of King Cheoljong and his escorts for just a few seconds.
If it was Cheonmagi, it would not have been possible to go against Iroun.
It was because he was nothing more than a piece of trash that he was able to abandon his reason and rush forward.
That is why the lifting of the ban was permitted.
The power that Hwagyeong and Hyeongyeong create by exploding magic is something that Kang Eun-ha and her group cannot overcome while they are currently under control.
And the results were now unfolding before my eyes.
Boom! Boom!
A floor of a building that rings like a heart.
The place was filled with red blood and flesh.
“Turn it off… . Turn it off… .”
Cheoljong-hwi, who had completely lost his senses and turned into a monster, was crying inside.
A fear so great that even the person who has left will return.
That was life.
“This… This… What… Is… This…”
All he could see was red blood.
“Hey… long… .”
It was no longer the top of the Iron Sword Building overlooking the entire city.
Inside the stomach of some monster.
It was also the stomach of a monster that had devoured countless lives.
“you….”
A languid man appeared in front of him.
“I guess you guys didn’t know either.”
The red-eyed Lee Ro-woon slowly approached Cheol Jong-hwi and spoke.
“There is a devil in you.”
“mind…?”
Their fear of death triggers.
When the conditions were met, the magic within them burst out and consumed them.
Lee Ro-woon slowly grabbed Cheol Jong-hwi’s head and lifted it up.
Suddenly, Cheoljong-hwi felt that his body was very light.
No, it’s as if there’s nothing.
“… … !”
There wasn’t any.
There was nothing left below his neck.
“It seems like it would be hard to find out.”
Even they don’t know how to use magic.
Moreover, what kind of torture can you use to get information from someone who only has a neck left?
“But thanks to you, I learned something good.”
“… … ?”
“The Cheonmagyo remains.”
Kwaaak.
Strength slowly enters the hand of Lee Ro-woon, who is holding Cheoljong-hwi’s head.
“I think that will be in the center of the conference too.”
In a fading mind.
Cheoljong-hwi said as if groaning.
“thanks….”
Because he was ending this excruciating pain.
Phew!
The last floor of the building, which had been like a monster’s stomach, had returned to its original appearance.
From the beginning, it was just an illusion that Cheoljong-hwi felt through Lee Ro-woon’s murderous intent.
But now, the only ones standing there were Lee Ro-un and Kang Eun-ha’s subordinates.
“ruler.”
Lee Ro-un looked at them and said.
“It’s just beginning.”
The iron sword was erased.
