Episode 224
There was reason to laugh.
Because now, strange words began to come out of Dharma’s mouth, who had been holding on to weight from the beginning to the end.
“Why are you laughing?”
“Because you look funny.”
“… … .”
“Do you know what Dharma was like in Star #1692?”
Dharma’s eyebrows furrow.
“The only record left is that he was ostracized from Shaolin, ostracized from shamans, and wandered as a wild man before being killed.”
“… … .”
“To me, the name ‘Dharma’ carries only that much weight. To give it more than that… … I think it would be difficult because the level is too low.”
Dharma burst into laughter.
“You’re doing the kind of things that third-rate people do. Do you think that’ll work?”
“I think it’s sufficiently communicated.”
“… … .”
“Haven’t you noticed? Your speech has changed. The heavy tone that was unbearable until yesterday has become considerably lighter. Are you feeling bad, or are you feeling tired?”
There’s nothing more pathetic than falling for an obvious provocation, but this time things were a little different.
First of all, it was exactly 52 hours ago that these two men began to fight.
For a full 52 hours, without sleep, these two men mixed hands.
Normally, fights between unmanned units would not last this long, but sometimes they do.
It’s really rare when the strength of both sides is equal, and it’s a situation where you absolutely must win, and even if you lose in that situation, you have to maintain the strength to get out of that situation without losing your mind.
When these three cases exactly match up, the fight becomes considerably longer.
Because we are exploring each other.
These two men, Dharma and Cheonma, have been exploring each other for a whopping 52 hours.
Extending fists, extending legs, pulling out swords from subspace, even firing guns brought from Earth and detonating missiles.
One room.
They constantly searched for each other to strike the finishing blow, but there was no harvest.
Dharma’s face becomes distorted.
There is no reason to weigh it down anymore.
“… … Yes, you are right. First, apologize.”
“apologize?”
“I thought you were at rock bottom since the days when you crawled like a hunting dog. I fully recognized your strength, but I was certain that you could not reach ‘I,’ the ‘king.’ However, things are different now.”
Joo Sung-cheol didn’t care what Dharma was saying.
I silently checked my own physical condition.
The spirit of detachment is about halfway there.
Arms and legs, no problem.
Head, there’s nothing wrong.
Of course, there is nothing wrong with the danjeon.
“I never imagined that an abandoned hunting dog could become so strong in such a short period of time.”
The following words from Dharma went in one ear and out the other. When he first fought Dharma, Ju Seong-cheol had developed his territory.
That’s the exact same area of development I used when I first fought Jin Shihou.
He didn’t fall because he hit Dharma’s face once and then let go right away, but now it’s different.
Joo Sung-chul has no intention of looking back like Dharma.
He killed one ascendant, and if it’s someone like Qin Shihou, he’ll kill the rest of the ascendants.
Obviously, Joo Sung-cheol is of no help to Jin Shi-hoo. That is what I decided.
“It seems like you’ve achieved something in a short period of time, but it was possible because you were with that Irregular guy. However, that ends here. I will kill you here and now. I will tear your limbs apart and pull out your head.”
Joo Sung-cheol slowly straightened his back.
There is no regret in life.
Kookung.
Heavenly energy emanates from Joo Sung-cheol’s body.
The highest constellation, [He who stands in the heavens of the devil], Cheonma Ju Seong-cheol.
He muttered in a small voice.
[Cheonma Shingong (Heavenly Demon Divine Works)]
[Chapter 10: The Descent of the Demon God]
The Cheonmagi covers the entire body. From head to toe.
Joo Sung-cheol’s body turned black.
Dharma snorted.
“It is clear that the techniques used by those who follow the devil are all filthy.”
Joo Sung-cheol, his feet take a step forward.
Damn it.
I stepped on the ground.
[Territory Expansion].]
I have no regrets in life.
I have achieved everything that was meant to be achieved.
I also met a benefactor.
[Macheonha (魔天下)]
I deliberately did not mention that the destruction of my home planet, #1692, was only a few days away.
The man named Jin Shihou, who became my lord, is more affectionate than he appears.
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If he had known, he would have cared in some way.
I didn’t want to worry you.
There was a lot to do, and I didn’t want to add more to it.
Because I decided that this was something that Joo Sung-cheol had to endure and deal with on his own.
Enough is enough.
To this extent, it is really enough.
[The vast and boundless.]
The surroundings of Joo Sung-cheol become dark.
Dharma looked around as if he was amazed.
In front of him like that.
Joo Sung-cheol was there.
Dharma’s eyes open wide.
He read it, albeit belatedly.
That Joo Sung-cheol is trying to get revenge on me right now.
It’s a little late.
Pfft …
Joo Sung-cheol’s fist lands on Dharma’s face.
Dharma is thrown to the ground with his face crushed.
Dharma, who had his head on the ground, kicked the ground and stepped back. His face, which had regenerated in an instant, was filled with surprise.
“It’s faster than before.”
Joo Sung-cheol read it.
The ‘leisure’ that flows from Dharma’s speech.
It doesn’t matter.
If you want to kill, you can kill.
Joo Sung-cheol kicked the seat.
At the same time, Dharma clasps both hands together.
“A married man.”
Joo Sung-cheol’s fist, which transcended the laws of physics and pierced through space and time, passed right in front of Dharma’s nose.
Dharma silently looked at Ju Seong-cheol with sunken eyes. His mouth didn’t stop either.
“A body that destroys miracles.”
Joo Sung-cheol’s leg touches the ground. Immediately, Joo Sung-cheol’s movements are omitted.
His foot swings towards Dharma’s face.
[Cheonma Shingong (Heavenly Demon Divine Works)]
[Chapter 2: Ganghoe Chukgak.]
Dharma tilts his head back.
“Sooja (脩者).”
Just as Joo Sung-cheol was about to attack again, the body of Dharma in front of him disappeared.
Like smoke.
No, it’s as if it was never there in the first place.
“Let us separate from each other for sects.”
The voice was coming from behind.
As soon as he turned his head, Joo Sung-cheol was shocked.
There was a Dharma.
No, it was Dharma, but it wasn’t Dharma.
A giant Buddha statue appeared behind Dharma.
It wasn’t just any Buddha.
The great bodhisattva of the seven fat Buddhas.
Depicted as having three eyes and eighteen arms, she is said to be the mother of all Buddhas.
This is my first time seeing it in person.
For a moment, I was overwhelmed.
Dharma recites.
[Expansion of territory.]
[Apart from this system, all appearances are names of Buddhas.]
It was huge.
Eighteen arms fall down towards Joo Sung-cheol.
It wasn’t to the point where it couldn’t be avoided.
It was worth a try.
I took a step back.
An arm falls down in front of your nose.
Kwaaang, with a loud noise, two arms fell down. I twisted my body. I dodged. Three arms fell down. I stepped forward and dodged. My balance was disrupted in the process. Four arms fell down. I bounced off the ground with my arms.
Five arms fall down. The body twists.
Six arms fall off.
I barely escaped, but something felt strange.
I have a total of eighteen arms, but why do they feel like they’re growing?
I raised my head.
The eighteen arms were split apart.
There are easily over a hundred of them.
I can’t get a handle on it.
The power is imaginable.
The ground is completely destroyed. I’m watching in real time the fragments of corpses that were buried in the ground tens or hundreds of years ago popping out. If you don’t have a sense of the power, you should just go out and die.
Joo Sung-cheol has already made up his mind.
He also knows how to deal with an opponent who unfolds unpredictable territory.
To be exact, we have only dealt with it in ‘one way’ so far.
All of Joo Sung-cheol’s energy is focused on both legs.
Before the one hundred and eight arms fell on Joo Sung-cheol.
Joo Sung-cheol’s eyes sparkle.
You can see the gap between the arms.
No, I saw it.
There is no reason to hesitate.
He immediately kicked the seat.
Joo Sung-cheol’s body stretches out like a ray of light.
Dharma’s face was right in front of my nose. I extended my fist toward his frowning face.
[Cheonma Shingong (Heavenly Demon Divine Works)]
[Chapter 1. Thunderbolt Crushing the Sky]
The blackened fist of Ju Seong-cheol touches Dharma’s face.
Kwaaaaang-!!
With a loud noise, the figures of Dharma and the Buddha behind Dharma stagger.
and.
Phew-!
An awl that rose from the ground pierced Joo Sung-cheol’s abdomen.
Reaction? I couldn’t. It happened so quickly.
Joo Sung-cheol could see the face of Dharma being split.
“Even if you pierce and pierce again, it is not actually pierced. Isn’t this the true 108 afflictions?”
Joo Sung-cheol glared at Dharma, who was spouting nonsense that wasn’t even funny.
The energy flowing from the awl was scattering my insides, but it was okay.
It’s not the end yet.
He smashed the needle stuck in his abdomen with his left hand and then kicked away again.
He grabbed Dharma’s neck with his right hand.
At the same time, ‘eighteen arms’ grab hold of Joo Sung-cheol’s body.
“… … Ugh, is this the last, tantrum?”
Joo Sung-cheol’s heart is pounding.
No, it opens.
The innate energy that humans have possessed since birth boils over. Dharma, who was trying to shake it off, was momentarily surprised.
“… … You’re crazy. Are you trying to die here?”
“No one dies alone.”
Dharma trying to pull it off and Cheonma putting more strength into his right arm.
The two men looked similar yet different.
first of all.
Dharma’s energy was stronger than Ju Seong-cheol’s.
Although they looked similar, they only became similar after being brought up to the level of innate intelligence.
Until then, it was evidence that Dharma was controlling his power, and Dharma had no intention of becoming a Donggwijin like Cheonma Jusungcheol.
Joo Sung-cheol felt his consciousness gradually fading away.
A realm that defies the laws of physics.
The physical law that is known but strictly speaking can be ignored here is that of ‘speed’.
Only in terms of speed, Ju Sung-cheol can move at a speed faster than supersonic speed.
But if you get caught like this, it’s meaningless.
I had a feeling it was the end.
no.
I will tear out Dharma’s neck and die.
I put all my effort into it.
Dharma’s face was distorted in pain. It was just as he was about to tear Ju Seong-cheol’s body apart.
Moment.
It was truly a fleeting moment.
Two situations occurred.
First, someone has entered the territory of the two men.
The other one was that the man who came in like that mercilessly struck Dharma in the face.
Oh my god-!!
Dharma falls down with a loud sound of a mirror breaking.
The Buddha images that had appeared behind Dharma were also completely destroyed.
The area expansion itself was released.
A man turned his head and brushed his hair in front of the fallen Dharma.
Likewise, I made eye contact with Joo Sung-cheol, who was sitting on the floor.
