Episode 74. Late night (3)
Mae Chung-woon’s eyes were still open,
“… … .”
I’m at a loss for words.
If you see the scene unfolding in front of your eyes, anyone will have no choice but to be like that.
In the middle of the Yangtze River, the longest river in the world.
The mighty stream was suddenly cut off due to the sudden change of terrain. In the middle of the river, something like a mountain range that did not exist before rose up and blocked the stream.
Hundreds of corpses were scattered over it. As if they had been hit by lava, the corpses melted like a blanket and stuck to the floor, spewing hot steam like a geyser and cooling off.
Although he has almost run out of strength, Mae Chung-woon is a master of transcendence.
I could feel it.
The fight had already ended, but the exhilaration of the battle emanating from there gave me goosebumps. Steam heated like flames, haze, air, earth, sand, pebbles, all existing objects were giving off the lingering aftertaste.
all authors.
Its simplicity was the cause.
‘It was true… … .’
An immortal, slowly approaching him.
Even though I was moving the iron pipe myself, I was dubious… … .
During the Taewon Grand Tournament.
The allied forces of the Imperial Household Army and the Murim Alliance were crushed like a lantern in front of the wind by the allied forces of the Justice League and the Ohryonghoe.
Especially, yongcho.
Too many were killed by him and his masters.
Truly, everyone is unfair.
Even though a thousand or so elites, including Cheon Su-so and Jang Ki-hu, the best of this side, ambush him alone, they could not defeat him, and as a result, they were completely defeated in the Great Cleansing War.
Yongchorang itself was like a huge dark cloud.
That kind of thing that breaks the will of allies and causes a sense of defeat and despair to spread rapidly.
In response, the two soldiers of the Murim Alliance, Alabongdae and Kikmong, came up with a strategy.
It’s called the immortal realm.
It is unknown whether it is fabricated or real, but during the Great Yeongdong Disaster, which was the beginning of the Great Cleansing War, Yongchorang himself said that he was defeated by the Heavenly Demon.
He, who is currently the best master of the Justice League and is even praised as the best man of all time, testified so voluntarily.
The Cheonma who defeated the Dragon Chorang, and Dan Yoo-seong who defeated the Cheonma.
Taking advantage of that fact was the framework of this ploy.
Danyuseong, who killed the Heavenly Demon, is alive!
Danyuseong is immortal!
The spark of hope has not been extinguished yet!
If he just wakes up, we’ll be able to turn things around!
… … to spread rumors all over the world.
However, it was a kind of empty space.
Manbakja (萬博子), who joined the Murim Alliance as the head of Haomun’s clan, said Gonbung shaking his head.
―From a medical point of view, it is true that Dan is not dead because he is still breathing. However, from a realistic point of view, the entire body except for the brain is dead… … He is no different from a plant.
Nevertheless, the immortal system was carried out, and in the end, rumors about the existence of an immortal savior secretly spread all over the world.
It seemed like I would have to give up everything right now if I didn’t squeeze out such a last resort.
Together!
‘Really!?’
Mae Chung-woon stared at the front with a fish-eye stunned.
The sky that was already dark.
There is no moon and no stars to be seen… … A man whose whole body was burning like the sun was standing in front of him.
“… … Thank you.”
I had nothing else to say to him.
“I have nothing to thank. sorry again.”
sorry? Dan Yoo-seong exhaled a hot breath and said to Mae Chung-woon, who did not know what he was talking about.
“I just fought and the enemies are much, much, much stronger than before.”
This time, he looked down at his belly button, the lower anterior chamber, and said.
“By the way, I have a question for you. Can you tell me what the hell happened to my Danjeon?”
Mae Chung-woon, who was still standing bewildered, was startled once more.
Alabong University military said.
One in a billion, one in a trillion, he said that if Dan Yoo-sung awakens, he would definitely ask this question first, and that was exactly what he said.
And the dream-of-expectation soldier continued.
I was told to answer that question like this.
You should be well aware that Honwon Byukryeokdan is an ‘artificial power battle’ just for you. However, the artificial short circuit was greatly damaged in the fight with the Heavenly Demon. That’s why they planted a new Honyuan Byeokryeokdan.
The new Honyuan Wallace Team… … .
“Right now, half of the firearms we had are poured into your body.”
“… … .”
“Two soldiers did. Somehow, if you wake up, I’ll ask about that. And answer me like this.”
“Military?”
“Jin-noi (陳腦) soldiers of Alabongdae and gong-noi (工腦) soldiers of expectation dreams. These brains.”
“Brain… … A soldier of the Murim Alliance. ?, it looks like the cubs have grown up a lot.”
Dan Yoo-seong, who was proud of something, continued to ask questions again.
“You said it was half of the Hwatan, but are you referring to the Hunyuan Rocket by any chance?”
“exactly. The firearms that would have saved countless allies if used were put into restoring your short circuit.”
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“… … .”
“The hoped-for dream soldier said that the Hon-Won-Buk-Duk-Dae was the 5th generation. ”
Mae Chung-woon continues to explain as he hears from Expectant Dream.
Hundreds of pounds of an extremely rare oil called 稀焰油 must be refined to make one Hunyuan Clairvoyant… … You have to replace four or five Honyuan Thunderbolts to make one Honyuan Thunderbolt… … When passing from one generation to the next, dozens of Hunyuan Thunderbolts are consumed again… … .
After hearing the explanation, Dan Yoo-seong asked.
“It was made… … The 5th-generation Hunyuan Byukryokdan got stuck in my danteon?”
His eyes suddenly darkened.
“… … How many did you hear?”
It means how many Hunyuan clairvoyants were lifted.
Mae Chung-woon’s answer to him was brutally simple.
“Thousands were sacrificed. perhaps… … .”
He didn’t bother talking behind the scenes, but he seemed to understand that too. Maybe there are tens or hundreds of thousands of people.
It must have been because he was willing.
Even in this miserable situation, Mae Cheong-woon smiled.
“Singularity. I was originally against putting so many resources into you alone. But looking at it now, I think I did well.”
Dan Yoo-seong looked straight at Mae Cheong-woon with eyes that did not know the meaning. In response, Mae Cheong-woon continued her words quite calmly.
“In everything in the world, if you gain something, there will always be something you have to lose, right? We gained hope through sacrifice.”
“haha?… … . hope? His cringing hope.”
Mae Chung-woon said to Dan Yoo-seong, who had been laughing for a while.
“And there is a message from the deceased Jegal Lord to Dan.”
The laughter stopped.
“… … Has the leader of Zhuge Chong passed away?”
“The internal injuries sustained during the Taewon Great Competition are recurring… … You ascended to heaven not too long ago.”
“… … .”
“He trusted me to the end. Only that his brother would wake up. and the age of Dan. He said he was very curious about what the next generation of Moorim led by Dan would look like… … You closed your eyes.”
As soon as Mae Chung-woon’s last words were finished, Dan Yoo-seong’s eyes shook sharply.
after a while like that
Dan Yoosung finally closed his eyes.
‘It was the worst… … .’
Dan Yoo-seong experienced such a world.
<Heo Gong Rok>, a world freed from all the elements of anxiety.
A world in which he became the leader of the Moorim Alliance, a world in which no one around him could lead a smooth life, and in the midst of it, he remained almost to the end… … .
‘me.’
monotonicity.
He recalled his image of commanding the whole world as a heavenly warrior and a heavenly ghost.
Are you curious about what it looks like?
I feel sorry for the Jegal Lord, but… … .
“I am… … .”
I wasn’t curious at all.
“I don’t want to see you. Such a Moorim.”
“… … What do you mean?”
“It means I know what to do now.”
Dan Yooseong said firmly and turned around.
“… … Are you running away?”
“escape?”
“… … .”
“Hope? Did you see hope run away? Even on the day the world ends, the guy called hope always survives like a damn bitch.”
“… … .”
“I don’t want to see a fight like that, so I have to fight. A moorim led by a great person like you, not a bastard like me. Wouldn’t that make the picture better?”
For some reason, Mae Chung-woon felt his heart race.
Did it feel like the fire of hope that had only embers remained was rekindled?
So he asked again. Deliberately asking desperate questions.
“The enemy is too mighty. To the extent that even you can’t win. Are you still going to fight to the end?”
Dan Yoosung smiled at Mae Cheongun.
“So you are going.”
For a while, monotony… … Mae Chung-woon, who was silently gazing at the last hope of the midfield, said.
“Then let’s go see each other.”
“who?”
Mae Cheong-woon murmured in a low voice, looking far away in the direction of dusk.
“The people who have been waiting for you.”
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It’s hard to believe that it was the best peacetime in history until the year before last.
The world was chaos itself.
As if to prove it… … .
Someone’s scream resounded high and wide in the night sky.
A group of men dressed in suits with the word “Jeong” engraved on their chests, the Justice Servants, were killing them.
“Quaaaaaagh!”
People wearing clothes with the word “Jeong” engraved on them.
Those who were being killed at random were the disciples of a school called Manjeongmun (萬正門).
This sect, which faithfully fulfilled the words of the invitation writer to realize ten thousand things of justice, belonged to the Moorim Alliance, and most of their families were slaughtered in the last great purification war.
Now, they were the last remaining members of Manjeongmun Gate, in other words, the leaders of the Murim Alliance. and… … .
That alone was reason enough to be killed.
“Do, help me!”
A disciple of Manjeongmun clung to the onlookers.
But they all turned away. Because the word “justice” shimmered in front of me.
“Look smart! This is the end of weightlifters.”
all witnessed Because the name of justice forced it.
“Those who are stained with demons do not deserve to be alive.”
Everyone shut up. Because justice defined ma.
The members of the Justice League continued to wield their swords, taking the lives of the members of the Manjeongmun Islands.
“The remnants of the Murim Alliance are all mad!”
There were people who closed their mouths, closed their eyes, and sealed their swords, gnashing their teeth.
and.
drip.
Blood dripped from the clenched fist of one of the people watching from behind the corner. It was just too terrifying to just watch and watch.
The wife next to him clenched his fist.
The man raised his head and looked at his wife. His eyes were bloodshot.
“… … honey.”
He was the great disciple of Manjeongmun. Thanks to the sacrifices of his other disciples, he and his wife were able to get out, but he couldn’t get himself out, so he watched like this.
His eyes moved toward his wife, or her stomach. round boat. I’m pregnant.
“… … I will be patient for the sake of my child.”
I’m trying to reassure my wife.
She shook her head slowly, watching the scene in front of her.
“no.”
She was the daughter of the former head of Manjeongmun. She unwrapped her sword as she wrapped it in her swaddling cloth. As she swaddled, she stained her hands with blood. Her fingernails were also stuck in her palms, and blood was oozing out.
“I don’t think we run away like this, even for our child.”
Those dying there are her brothers and sisters and priestesses.
Soon, they exchanged strong eyes with each other.
And as soon as they matched each other.
Papapat!
The two immediately jumped into the arena with swords and spears.
“You motherf*ckers!”
Awesome! Awesome!
The two of them cut down several members of the Justice League at once, befitting promising later exponents. Even so, he shouted to the other Murim people around him to keep branching out… … .
No one came forward.
at last,
Kachang!
The two spears and swords lay powerless on the road. And he and she fell down beside him, bleeding her.
Toward those two, Eon Jeung-ji, the leader of the Justice League gathered here, shouted.
“These magicians! The one who helps the magic is also the same magic!”
“Mado? Are you saying that if you fall in love with you, everyone is a magician!”
Eon Jeung-ji looked down at the two of them and said,
“You are a courageous man. name is?”
“My name is Mann and this woman’s name is Jeongmun.”
“Huhuhu, man and front gate? Were they the remnants of Manjeongmun?”
“Yes! We are the disciples of Manjeongmun.”
“They are Manjeongmun’s disciples.”
Eonjeungji smiled slyly and said.
“Even now it is not too late. When you are converted, you become righteous.”
“Even if the sky collapses and the ground turns upside down, did they say that the word justice is upside down?”
Eonjeungji pointed the knife at the bulging stomach of the wife next to the great disciple and spoke again.
“Even like this?”
At that, his wife cried rather loudly.
“These guys! Just because the three of us change our minds doesn’t make injustice justice!”
“three? Hehehe, because Abby and Amy are people who are out of their minds, a child can’t even see the light of day. The weak are weak when gathered together, and cowards are cowards when gathered together. and.”
Eomjeungji looked around and shouted again.
“The one who helps these kitties is also the same mado.”
With just a few words, Eonjeungji, who branded everyone around him as a weakling, a coward, and a sorcerer, raised his sword high. Aiming at his wife’s stomach.
Still, everyone bowed their heads.
That was reality and that was the scene.
A real strongman’s agreement? Justice of the true world?
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And once again, ‘justice’ was about to fall on those who were ‘unrighteous’.
Hush.
There was a single light footstep that broke the silence.
A woman wearing bamboo ribs was approaching this way from afar.
She didn’t care even in this wild field of justice, she crossed the people and approached the justice activists one step at a time.
Reckless.
It’s also extremely relaxing, just like your own bedroom.
Naturally, everyone’s eyes focused on her.
She stood in front of the testimony. She then squatted down and naturally pointed out the bloodline near the wounds suffered by the great disciple Manjeongmun and his wife to alleviate the pain. Even in a situation where her frozen tongue would cut her throat with a sword strike.
His testimony was absurd, but he did not strike the sword. no, i couldn’t A strange ominous feeling flowing somewhere. It was because he had a strange illusion that he was alive because he didn’t wield a sword.
“… … What are you doing?”
The strange feeling also affected his tongue, and his words also trembled.
A woman lifting her head and taking off her bamboo ribs.
The woman’s face was revealed.
In the light of the torch, her face was pale. Her haggardness proved that she had suffered a lot, but because of that, her beauty seemed to shine even more.
Although the pure whiteness she had before has faded, she stands out with a strong energy of wildness… … .
It was a thousand cows.
“The way to become a magician just like them.”
“… … Even though the moment you help these kitties, you will become a Moorim official?”
“doesn’t care.”
“… … .”
“That’s why you came.”
