Episode 456
It was a night with a crescent moon. Jack lightly brushed Ron’s shoulder.
‘I think Ron is a variable. Don’t think of yourself as a burden. If it’s not me, then it’s not.’
Jack laughed. He laughed in the moonlight. Ron opened his eyes. No matter how much Jack didn’t treat him like a burden, he was a burden at the moment.
Still, if something had to be done, if it was a variable that would change the course of events, Ron was prepared to do it, one way or another. All for Jack’s sake.
anyway.
Ron had a small smile on his face.
The sword technique that Jack created, called Pungrimhwasan, is something that fills me with awe every time I see it.
How could they have made something like that? How much agony must have gone into it? To say it was amazing would be an understatement.
At that moment, when the Iron Blood Knights were trying to make Jack a half-cripple near the Arbeloa estate in the Marquisate of Valantier, Ron looked at it and thought this.
It’s like magic.
It’s like a crystal of mana.
One of the reasons Valentine Milos is so great is because she invented black magic.
She created a school of magic, or more precisely, a number of magics called ‘black magic’.
It was a revolution in a different sense.
The warriors of the Dojo basically learn various types of black magic. They were only basic, but those basics were on a different level from other magics. While other things were created, improved, and developed over time, this black magic was complete in itself.
Because it was magic created by only one person.
Ron thought.
There are realms on this continent called the realm of life and death and the realm of myth. However, no matter how you look at it, Jack is above them.
I asked Hancheon Bingje Yoo Seol-ha and, as expected, he said that it was a legendary realm.
It’s natural scenery.
A state that no one on the current continent has ever reached before.
He then added these words:
‘If the realm called the natural world exists, only Cheonma would have reached it.’
And he added this as well.
‘Creator Yu Yun-je was not a naturalist. He said he surpassed Shinwa-gyeong, but I’m not sure. No matter how I look at it, it doesn’t seem right. Just as there are levels to the climax and levels to the super climax, aren’t there levels within Shinwa-gyeong? Yu Yun-je would have been in the middle or at the extreme among those levels, and Hwacheon-daesa would have been similar or a little better.’
That means that even Hwacheon Daesa is not in the realm of natural realm. However, Hwacheon Daesa thought of fighting Cheonma, who had a high probability of reaching natural realm. If we interpret the situation, we can come to this conclusion.
Hwacheon Daesa has reached the extreme of Shinwha Gyeong. He did not feel any further obstacles and thought that was the ‘natural realm’.
That was the most probable and correct answer. There is no other explanation for the confidence of Hwacheon Daesa in striking Cheonma.
however.
That being said, all that is true.
So, where is Jack at now?
Personally, I think Ron would have reached that level of natural beauty.
I raised my head.
The surroundings were clean.
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I didn’t count the exact number, but there were about 1,200? There were about that many unmanned people, and thousands of top-level unmanned people came from far away, but they were all killed.
Is this realm like the Shinwakyung or the Saengsakyung? That’s ridiculous.
I didn’t see them directly, but I could tell without looking. If dogs and cows could use this kind of energy and show it to dogs and cows, there would be no need for systems in this world, and there would be no need for competition.
That was when.
“Ugh… … .”
One of the drones struggles to his feet. I thought they were all dead, but they must have survived because they were on the outskirts.
You could tell his level just by looking at him. He was a beginner master, or if we follow the Eastern Continent system, he was a top-notch expert.
For a moment, Ron’s eyes met Jack’s from afar.
Ron could tell what Jack was thinking.
I nodded naturally.
That answer was enough. Jack took a step. Beyond the Jeongcheonmaeng. Jack moved to the center of that strange energy that was boiling like an active volcano.
Soon, the super-smart unmanned person stands up from his seat and notices the situation.
There is no emperor, all there is is a red armored man… …a master at the pinnacle.
“… … I guess it got abandoned.”
Ron didn’t bother to answer.
“We may not win, but we will not give up. That is the Jeongcheonmaeng.”
The unmanned unit raises its spirits. It is the will to kill you in this place.
Ron slowly stood up from his seat and took a short, deep breath.
It’s a bit odd, but there’s a difference between a master and a regular mana user.
If you fight 1:1, the Master will win 100 out of 100 times. But this situation was a little different.
Ron, who was once called the best talent in the Dojo, although he had a weak vitality and the energy inside him had been turned upside down for a while, and the Master had a break.
Ron slowly took up his position.
Atheist.
The unmanned unit bursts into laughter at the peculiar posture of extending the left fist forward, placing the right fist on the waist, and slightly bending both knees.
“It’s full of loopholes.”
The unmanned unit rushed in. As expected from a master, it was very fast. However, Ron’s fist was not far behind.
Musinryu, Volume 2, Chapter 4, Thunder God.
Kwaaaaang-!!
The Master, who was flying towards him, was hit in the side. He couldn’t even react.
Ron’s legs are twitching.
Musinryu, Chapter 1, Section 1, Cheonmyeonggak.
The left foot becomes the pivot. Ron’s right foot slowly rises. And swings. Up and down.
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Ron’s right foot was stuck in the unmanned side. Crunch.
The white light that had been on Ron’s leg penetrated the unmanned body. And destroyed it. Crunch, crunch. Continuous explosions occurred.
Ron’s right foot, which had just come down, touched the floor. This time, that foot became the center, and the left foot was lifted. From below to above. Crunch.
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The unmanned man spits blood. He grits his teeth and swings his sword. Ron’s body moves to the side. Whoosh.
Perfect evasion. This is read.
Even at the master level, it is a fight between people.
Unlike the fights of those who have reached absurd heights like Cheon-wi-cheon and Jack, in fights between people like this, there are loopholes and many opportunities are given.
One of the reasons Ron was called the most talented person in the Dojo was because he had a good eye.
Ron was good at catching the gap faster than anyone else and trying to attack through that gap. He just showed it now.
That there are levels to folding screens.
Musinryu, Chapter 2, Volume 1, Breaking the Fist.
Kwaaaaang-!!
With a loud noise, the unmanned’s abdomen splits open. The mana wall covering his body breaks and bursts out in all directions. Blood was also mixed in with the mana.
The unmanned body flies backwards.
Ron kicked his seat. Ron spun around in midair, flying faster than a drone could fly.
Musinryu, Chapter 1, Third Corner, Thunder and Bright Legs.
My right foot turns yellow. It feels like it’s being stabbed and electricity is shooting out of it.
The foot slams down directly onto the unmanned head.
Crunch-! Kwaaang-!!
Dust rose in all directions. Ron slowly walked out of the dust. Behind him was the headless, unmanned corpse, which had disappeared without a trace.
If Ron hadn’t given up on mana training at an early age.
There is a really high probability that the title of the strongest swordsman or the strongest warrior on the Western Continent would be difficult to determine.
Also, Antonio Senna, who was the chief warrior of the Dojo, would not have been able to keep his position as chief warrior.
Ron was that kind of man.
He just fell down on a nearby rock.
I raised my head. The sky was uselessly clear.
I absentmindedly swept my right chest.
A glass bottle that catches the senses. And even the sound of it clinking.
‘I wish this poison would work… … .’
Would this poison work on Ragnarok, the opponent Jack was fighting? The chances were slim.
Ron is willing to risk his life to feed this poison to Ragnarok. That’s why he followed Jack. He wants to do something for him.
It’s faint, but I still have this feeling that I hope this poison works. Could this be the variable? I don’t think so.
I let out a sigh. At the same time.
Kwaaaaaaaaaaaaaahh …
There was a huge noise as Jack walked towards the place.
This isn’t a volcano or anything like that.
Jack had a run-in with someone.
I just bumped weapons.
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My whole body was tingling. My whole body was reacting to the waves rushing in here. My legs were tingling.
Ron saw the moment Jack fought Arthur with his own eyes.
So now I could feel that clash of energies and smile on my face. Because the energies Arthur Gunnar showed back then and the energies that clashed with Jack were very similar.
“haha.”
Eventually, laughter bursts out.
Because I felt that those who were called Geomjon, Yeomjon, and Changjon were ultimately below Jack.
Jack won’t be defeated by anyone.
* * *
I took a step. I killed all the approaching drones without exception. I don’t know how many I killed. I just killed a lot.
A sword flies. I lower my head.
Phew-!
While dodging, he swung the Heavenly Horse Sword from right to left.
A drone that was rushing towards me with a rustling sound has its body cut in half.
I walked again.
“This is Jeongcheonmaeng-!!”
Three drones rushed towards me. I looked at them and put strength into my left leg that was on the ground.
Crunch.
As the ground shattered, my body shot forward and I swung the Heavenly Demon Sword.
Just two seconds. Exactly two seconds.
Thud, thud, thud.
I stood a little far away from them and didn’t even look back. I knew it without looking back. The three unmanned men were cut in half, just like the unmanned men before them.
Those who raised themselves and lowered themselves by calling themselves the undisciplined of Jeongcheonmaeng were not able to receive my single sword without a single one of them being spared.
Beginner Master, Intermediate Master, Super Peak, Hwagyeong, and Hyeongyeong.
That kind of thing was meaningless. They would package it as someone being stronger than someone else, someone being great, someone being fantastic, but the places they live in and the places I live in are different.
There was no way it could be a fight in the first place.
As in my past life and in this life, I was always growing. I was becoming stronger, and to me, a master? It meant nothing.
To stop me, you must at least become a transcendent being.
He kept swinging. And he kept dying.
The thousands of unmanned soldiers killed at the main gate were just the tip of the iceberg.
Countless unmanned people appear. I kill them all. Blood boils and blood forms a path wherever I walk. A bloody path that does not waver and only goes straight.
The road stretched for several kilometers. Even though it was in ruins, it continued on.
And at the end of that bloody road was an old man with a distorted expression.
“This… … little brat… … .”
The harsh words spilled from his mouth and he kicked away almost simultaneously.
His body turned red. It wasn’t red mana.
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The marriage period is expressed in red.
I raised my spirits. My body turned black. Red and black. It’s a good picture.
His fist, boiling like lava, flew towards me. I swung the Heavenly Demon Sword, gripping it tightly.
Kwaaaaaaaah-!!
* * *
There is a saying that when you think it’s late, it is really late.
The Great Monk Yeomjon Hwacheon thought, It really seems too late.
Something went wrong.
I got up from my seat and went outside.
Kwaaang-!! Kwaaang-!!
“Destroy the enemy!”
All sorts of loud noises erupted. Only Hwacheon Daesa could have felt it at that place.
This short second, while I breathe and think. The fact that during this time, while splitting that second and splitting it even further, the unmanned members of the Jeongcheon Maeng continue to die.
