◈ Episode 58. Bloody Night Madman
The fight in the vacant lot became fierce.
A fight between thirty and one.
The suspicious movements of the black-clad men.
But what really surprised the Gwangmu Corps was that the surrounded monster wasn’t being pushed back at all by the black-clad men.
Jinmu Rip’s eyes calmed down.
‘There are no rules or forms to movement.’
Judging from the way the monster cuts and stabs everything he touches, it is clear that the bloodshed in Sannae Village was caused by that guy.
‘He has different characteristics from the unmarried madman written in the letter sent by Jeokmogae. Is he another unmarried person?’
The madman that the red-haired man told me about did not have dark skin or bloodshot eyes.
But what is certain is that the real person in front of you is a failure.
Otherwise, there would be no reason for the Blood Cult’s unmanned forces to fight here with the real people they created.
It was clear that the Blood Cult’s experiments were still ongoing.
While Gwangmu-dae watched on in silence, Blood Spirit Lord Yeom Hong, who was directly dealing with the monster, was going crazy.
‘Damn it. The Blood Lord Bell doesn’t work after all.’
No matter how much I shake the bell, it doesn’t budge.
Unless the only means of controlling the Bloodthirsty Maniac doesn’t work, this thing in front of you is definitely a failure.
‘Now that the sound of the whistle has been made, Kang Yu-wol might come. We have to hurry and finish this.’
Not only is the process of making a bloody madman not easy, but it also costs a lot of money to acquire the materials.
Although my mouth was bitter, I couldn’t waste time in this place.
Yeom Hong made a decision.
“Collecting is giving up. Disposing.”
“yes.”
A soft commotion spread through the empty space, and some of the black-clad men moved in unison, taking up eight directions.
Yeom Hong, who was hastily stepping back and looking at the blood-stained man, had the illusion that the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.
‘You laughed… … you said?’
That can’t be true.
Because a monster without a soul can’t possibly have emotions.
Yeom Hong shook his head to clear his mind of distracting thoughts.
“Get started!”
As soon as the words were finished, the eight warriors grabbed the end of their belts in their left hands and the swords with their right hands.
As the madman’s new form slides to the right, an ominous line of blood stretches out from the darkness.
As the rusty sword blade stabbed the enemy in front, the octagonal formation moved simultaneously to maintain distance.
Then, the men in black untied their belts all at once and threw them around the waist of their left comrade, wrapping them around him like a rope.
An octagonal line formed by eight black-clad men.
They swung their swords and pulled hard at the belt attached to their left hands.
The octagonal formation centered around the Bloody Night Man narrowed in an instant, and the eight sword strikes struck with fierce momentum.
Jinmu-rip’s eyes, who had been watching, narrowed.
‘The belt is not just a simple piece of cloth, it’s silk. What are you going to do with it?’
An octagonal formation with nowhere to escape.
It was a terrifying formation that would inevitably allow an attack unless it could hit eight people at once.
Although it was invisible to the eyes of the Blood Knight, another octagonal formation was forming behind the eight men on the front line, filling the gap.
Instinctively sensing the danger, the Blood Knight retrieved his sword and leapt into the air.
But as if they had expected that, four black-clad men jumped over their colleagues and blocked the space.
The four swords fell with a heavy force, slamming the Blood Knight into the formation.
Boom!
Then, eight more warriors closed the gap between them so that their shoulders were touching, thrusting their swords.
The octagonal formation in the back row quickly compressed the gap and thrust its sword between the front lines.
The moment the two lines of formations finished their attack, Daeju Yeomhong, who had stepped on the backs of his subordinates and jumped up, fell into the center of the formation and stabbed his sword.
Kwaaang!
The earth shook with a tremendous noise like a thunderbolt, and dust mixed with snow rose up.
Tang Soso felt her liver and gallbladder turn cold.
‘I didn’t know there was such a formation.’
If I had been in the middle of that, I would have definitely died without finding my way back to life.
At the moment when everything seemed to be over, Yeomhong’s piercing scream burst out from the dust that obscured his vision.
“Extermination!”
The final attack order has been given, meaning the target is alive.
When Yeomhong’s shout echoed like an echo, the black-clad men waiting in the back row rushed forward without hesitation and stabbed their comrades in the back with their swords.
“Ugh!”
The gang members frowned at the cruel method.
Even though the opponent is strong, I don’t understand their current method at all.
However, Jinmu Rip vaguely guessed why they were in such a hurry.
‘It’s because of Kang No-sa.’
If they had the luxury of time, there would have been a more efficient way, but they were anxious because the village had confirmed their presence.
The married person in front of you is clearly a secret weapon who wants to hide his identity at all costs.
Jo Young-seong, who had been watching with bated breath, felt a chill run down his spine.
‘Are the Blood Cult’s unarmed people monsters who can follow such orders without a second thought?’
As the dry saliva passed through the ridges, Danryehwa’s voice could be heard faintly.
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“It’s not over.”
As soon as she finished speaking, a line of blood shot out like a comet and in an instant, the waists of more than ten people were split in two.
“Kwaaak!”
A scream that surges with red blood.
The figure of the blood light man was seen beyond a part of the collapsed truth, and then the hanging blood light split the other side.
The formation that had been developed while stabbing even the backs of comrades completely collapsed.
“Krrrrr.”
Spilled blood and pieces of internal organs dye the pure white ground dark red.
The bloodthirsty man, standing tall with a dozen swords stuck into his body, radiated a fearsome aura that made the hairs on his body stand on end.
A deep furrow appeared between Kang Yu-wol’s eyebrows, who had been maintaining his composure.
‘The Blood Cult… … created a monster.’
At the very least, the martial arts displayed by the monster surpasses those of the elders of the Four Great Sects.
Kang Yu-wol’s eyes suddenly fell on Jin Mu-rip.
‘Isn’t that kid afraid of this situation?’
While the other reviewers were shaking so much that it could be felt on their skin, Jinmu-rip’s cold, settled eyes showed no emotion whatsoever.
Jinmu-rip asked.
[Is that possible?]
There is no wavering in a voice without highs or lows.
There is no way that a great lord who tells his subordinates to run away without hesitation would have any sense of honor.
Kang Yu-wol knew that Jin Mu-rip was truly trying to catch the monster.
[It’s not impossible.]
There is nothing more dangerous than fighting a war without knowing the enemy.
If possible, we should analyze the bastard here.
“Please move.”
Jinmu-rip’s smile turned towards the front.
“Before that damn monster gets here.”
The two flashing blood lights were already pointed this way.
Jo Young-seong let out a bitter scream while clutching the sword.
“Shit.”
The moment tension spread across the eyes of the Gwangmu Corps members, Jinmu Rip’s new form suddenly stood up and ran into the empty space, leaving behind a single ray of light.
Danryehwa got up and said urgently.
“If we fight on a slope with many variables, we’re at a disadvantage. We’re trying to tie him down there before he gets there.”
As she said, Jinmu-rip ran without giving any orders as soon as the bastard showed any sign of moving.
“I’ll go first.”
Kang Yu-wol flew without delay and chased after Jin Mu-rip.
On behalf of Jinmu Rip, Danryeohwa spoke to everyone.
“I will surround you with a distance of ten chapters. If the monster manages to shake off the old man and approach, do not respond and retreat.”
In this situation, no one can refuse the will of the Lord.
They followed the short story and flew into the empty lot of Sannae Village.
As expected, the moment Jinmu-rip popped out, the blood-light-emitting man kicked the ground.
As the gap between them narrowed to this point, Jinmu-rip, who had been slashing hard through the snow, moved to the right and dodged the sword by a hair’s breadth.
Jinmu-rip, who had slipped and fallen into a deep ditch in the floor, turned around with his left hand planted on the ground.
“Come here, kid.”
A small stone in his hand shot like an arrow toward the bloodthirsty man.
Ting!
The bloody madman, swinging his sword lightly, chased Jinmu Rip to the open space.
“Krrrr!”
An eerie sound like a squeak escapes my lips.
“Leave it to me and step back!”
We can’t leave such a monster to the later index.
Kang Yu-wol, who followed in an instant, scattered fierce sword blades behind the Blood Knight.
The bloodthirsty madman turned around like lightning and stabbed Kang Yu-wol in the chest with his sword.
Chewing!
The swords intersect with each other, and a clear sound rings out.
Kang Yu-wol twisted his wrist to change the trajectory of his sword and immediately aimed for the bloody night man’s neck.
The bloodthirsty man instinctively snapped his neck.
Squeak!
The wound is shallow.
The skin is slightly torn, but no blood flows out.
The pouring moonlight, the battlefield stained with blood.
The two people, radiating explosive momentum, began a fierce battle as the strong scent of blood tickled their nostrils.
In this situation, a clumsy joint attack is poison.
Even if the opponent is strong, Kang Yu-wol should be able to handle it.
Jinmu Rip, who had stepped back from a distance, held his sword in his hand so that he could move at any time while analyzing the monster.
Kookwakwakwakwa!
From the tip of the Blood Knight’s sword, which was split into dozens of strands, a tremendous attack like a rain of arrows poured down.
The Silent Flying Sword of Jeomchang is a sword technique that targets the enemy’s weak points while maintaining perfect defense.
Kang Yu-wol, who had deployed the first form of the Muksabigeom Mancheongeombang (萬天劍防), completely blocked the fierce attack of the Bloody Night Man and began to figure out the bastard.
‘Your movements have become slower than before. You are not an immortal monster.’
As he thought, crimson blood continued to drip from the bloodthirsty man’s unhealed wounds.
Gwangmu-dae, who had been watching with sweaty palms from afar, felt relieved at Kang Yu-wol’s perfect defense.
‘I never thought I’d see the battle of Talhon Island with my own eyes.’
Kang Yu-wol is one of the top ten masters in Sacheon.
Due to Kang Yu-wol’s great technique and sharp sword skills that widely used the battlefield, the Blood Night Man’s attacks began to move away from the center little by little.
Blood Spirit Lord Yeom Hong, who had fallen to the ground, lifted his pale face with difficulty.
‘Ugh… … .’
I saw the lower half of my body before my blurred eyes.
Beyond that, you can see the Bloody Night Man blocked by Kang Yu-wol’s perfect defense.
I was in a hurry because of that old man and ended up messing everything up, and I ended up getting caught.
There is no time to be tied down by feelings of emptiness.
If things continue like this, the bloodthirsty madman will be caught before long.
That was something that absolutely had to be stopped.
‘If Kang Yu-wol weren’t there, the Aesongs would never be able to stop the Bloody Night Man.’
The dying Yeom Hong squeezed out all his remaining strength and put his hand into his bosom.
Jinmu-rip and Danryehwa’s gaze simultaneously detected Yeomhong’s movements.
The distance from Jinmu Rip to Yeom Hong is ten zhang, and from Danryehwa it is half that distance, five zhang.
The two immediately flew away, but at that moment, Kang Yu-wol and Hyul Ya-gwang-in happened to move towards Yan Hong.
Jinmu-rip’s eyebrows furrowed.
‘It’s late!’
I had retreated too far to accommodate Kang Yu-wol’s movements, which were sweeping the battlefield.
Jinmu Lip immediately threw the silver sword.
Wedge!
The silver sword that flew like lightning pierced his head, but the dagger that barely escaped Yeomhong’s hand was flying towards Kang Yu-wol.
Ssaeak- ssuk!
“Huh!”
He sensed an attack from behind and turned his body, but the dagger sliced through his thigh.
‘poison?’
The dull pain that started in my thigh felt different from a simple stab wound.
My legs feel weak.
The sword of the Bloody Night Man stabbed eerily through the gap in Kang Yu-wol’s swaying stance.
“Sir!”
Danryehwa immediately turned around and flew between the two people, drawing her sword.
The sword strike full of death energy was blocked by Dan Ryeo-hwa’s sword face right before Kang Yu-wol.
Kaang!
I feel like my arm is going to break because I blocked the attack from the side, not the front.
However, if pushed away, the sword will fly towards Kang Yu-wol’s neck.
She held on with all her might.
“Ugh!”
The corners of the bloodthirsty man’s mouth twitched.
“Krrrr.”
Kang Yu-wol’s eyes shook violently.
Even the elders of the Four Great Sects could not entrust a monster that was difficult to deal with one-on-one to a mere post-inquisitor.
Even if it means dying, you must stop it yourself.
“Get out of here and leave me!”
Wedge!
It was when the second attack rained down on her, who was staggering along with Kang Yu-wol’s urgent cries.
A tremendous cold wind blew from their right.
Kuaang!
With a loud roar, the new form of the Blood Knight bounced off like a piece of rock hit by a cannonball.
Kwajik!
The roof collapsed along with the pillars, engulfing the maniac trapped inside the house.
There is no time to be surprised by Jinmu Rip’s fierce determination.
Because it wasn’t over yet.
The murderous intent rising from the rubble of the collapsed building told it all.
As everyone thought, the Bloody Man burst through the roof with a loud bang.
Gwangmudae came to his senses.
Since Kang Yu-wol suffered, they had no choice but to do it themselves.
Dang So-so’s hand went into his bosom, and Jo Yeong-seong held the sword.
When Yi Hwan’s sword is pulled out and the leaders of Madorim lower their postures.
“There is nothing to move.”
With a soft voice, the silver sword that was stuck in Yeomhong was sucked into Jinmurip’s hand.
Jin Mu-rip, standing in front of the Blood Knight, had cold eyes.
“Leave it to me.”
