◈ Episode 72. The Resurrection of the Dead
The torches hanging on the wall emit a soft light.
Unlike the dry canyon, the damp air of the cave seeped into my lungs.
While his colleagues were distracted from outside, Jinmu-rip successfully infiltrated the cave.
The eyes, adapted to the darkness, glowed red.
‘We have to hurry.’
The unmanned troops rushing to the entrance were of a similar level to the Hweol-hyeol-dae that we first encountered in the West.
Since the entrance is narrow, if Danryehwa blocks it and Jo Yeongseong and Jin Seolran help, it will not be easy to break through.
However, the four drones that appeared late were by no means something to be ignored.
‘Maybe even Kang No-sa······.’
Jinmu-rip shook his head.
Rather than thinking about ominous situations, it is better to focus on the situation in front of you, as Dangcheon said.
He has no choice but to trust them as much as they trust him and join his plan.
‘Hang in there. I’ll be there soon.’
Jinmu-rip, who had been immersed in darkness, secretly advanced following the damp energy he felt from within.
The reason I chose this cave entrance among the many is because it felt the most gloomy.
Contrary to its appearance, the cave is quite long.
Jinmu-rip, who was moving quickly, felt that he was sinking deeper and deeper into the ground.
When I went down a corner from the entrance.
Along with the deepening yin, a strong aura is also released.
‘Sure. Here it is!’
There is no time to hesitate.
The moment he became confident, Jin Mu-rip, who had been covering the ground, ran twenty paces in an instant.
A heavy iron gate appeared before my eyes, and two black-clad men were guarding it on both sides like an iron wall.
When the enemies’ eyes widen at the sight of Jinmu-rip appearing in the darkness.
“who······.”
The silver sword that was pulled out like a ray of light was illuminated by the light of the torch.
Crunch!
“Huh!”
The unmanned unit on the right grabs his neck and retreats.
Jinmu Rip’s eyebrows furrowed.
‘Shallow.’
I couldn’t teach it completely.
The opponents were much stronger than those guarding the outside.
The moment I took another step forward, the sword of the unmanned man on the left flew in eerily.
Jinmu Rip immediately released the suppressed internal energy.
Oh my god.
Suddenly, an explosive surge of energy rises and the eerie cave is covered in ice.
There are no eyes to see.
A thick mist gathers around Jinmu Rip’s sword.
Chewing!
The sword blade that rose diagonally from below deflected the short sword, and the subsequent attack leapt through space and pierced the opponent’s chest.
Not even a scream escapes.
An incredible speed that is incomparable to the first one.
The Sori Shin Ya Geom (小利迅惹劍) of the Palcheon Yeong Shingong was so fast that one could only feel pain after the sword embedded in his chest was pulled out.
“Ugh!”
The enemy on the right rushes in, clutching his wound.
The silver sword drawn diagonally shakes, spraying drops of blood.
The silver sword that went up against the opponent’s short sword like a snake cut through his neck in an instant.
Crunch!
The black-clad man’s neck rose into the air with an eerie noise.
Jinmu Rip, who had dealt with the enemy in one breath, stood in front of the heavy iron gate.
Jinmu-rip, who had his sword fixed and his posture lowered, clenched his fist and faced the iron gate.
Soon after, an extremely cold atmosphere gathered in the sky, along with a halo of light.
Swish!
The moment the ice on the sleeves broke, a shocking blow rained down on the iron door.
Oh my!
The first form of the Palcheonyeongsingong Bokcheongyeok (爆天擊).
The broken iron door ricocheted back and the entire cave shook as if it had been hit by an earthquake.
“Ugh!”
The drones waiting beyond the door screamed as they were impaled by the shattered debris.
A wide space about ten feet wide in all directions.
Dozens of coffins lined up neatly and the pungent smell of drugs stimulate the olfactory senses.
“I, the enemy······.”
The bewildered eyes of the blood-covered old men reached Jinmu-rip.
Jinmu-rip, his eyes shining coldly, kicked the ground.
“If you want to live, get down.”
From the tip of Jinmu Rip’s sword, which had just charged forward, a storm-like swift sword strike from the Sorisinya Sword poured out.
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Even the soft light from the torch could not keep up with Jinmu-rip’s incredible speed.
Jinmu Rip began to slaughter all those standing on two feet.
In the short time it took to take a breath, as many as seven people fell.
With only two enemies left, Jinmu-rip looked like a demon from hell with blood drenched in his eyes.
They looked at each other with bewildered faces and immediately fell to the floor.
“Please, save me!”
Jinmu Rip stopped thrusting his sword and took a deep breath.
“If you want to live, you’ll have to answer well. Is this the end of the Bloody Maniac’s Experimental Field?”
The white-haired man spoke in a terrified voice.
“Ha, there’s one more place, but I don’t know where it is.”
There are thirty coffins in total here.
Jinmu-rip asked again.
“Which one is bigger in scale?”
“I haven’t seen it with my eyes, but it probably won’t be bigger than this.”
“What is this guy’s weakness?”
“In its unfinished state, the cervical vertebrae are relatively weak, but they are as strong as steel.”
“Are all the bloodthirsty people here complete beings?”
This time, a middle-aged man with gray hair answered.
“I should be able to complete five of them within a few days. However, the finished product will also require some experimentation.”
That means that the research on the Blood Knight is not yet complete.
Jinmu Lip said.
“Bring me the recipe for the Bloody Night Maniac.”
The white-haired old man spoke very carefully.
“What I wrote down separately······.”
They couldn’t easily give up their lifeline, as they might be killed if they were to give it up obediently because they had lost their utility.
But that wasn’t the kind of thing that could work.
“I promise. I’ll spare only the one who brought it first.”
At those words, the two bloodthirsty men turned their heads toward each other.
‘Don’t be fooled!’
The middle-aged man coldly turned away from the old man’s earnest gaze.
He hesitated for a moment and then jumped up.
“I’ll get it!”
“iced coffee.”
Jinmu-rip put his hand on the neck of the sighing old man.
My fingertips brushed against his head, and then the old man collapsed with a thud.
“What’s your name?”
The middle-aged man, who thought the old man was dead, shivered and said.
“Okay, this is Yangyang.”
“Bring me the emergency kit.”
“yes.”
He hurried inside and activated the mechanism to open the safe.
Jinmu Rip, who had packed the recipe in his bosom, looked back at the coffin and said.
“Can you wake these guys up?”
Janyang nodded absentmindedly.
“Oh, of course. But I don’t know if it will follow the controls since the experiment isn’t over yet.”
“If I go wild, is that the end?”
“yes.”
“Wake up. Now.”
Janyang swallowed hard and walked to one side, holding the blood lord bell in his hand.
‘You can get out of here if you just follow my control.’
The moment Jayang, who had his eyes tightly shut in the still silence, began to recite the spell, his body shook like an aspen tree and he suddenly fell down, spitting out blood.
“Ugh!”
He trembled with the whites of his eyes exposed, and soon died.
Jinmu-rip’s eyebrows furrowed.
‘Is it forbidden?’
In the Central Plains and Sacheon, there were no breakwaters that used gold, but it is possible in the Blood Sect.
When I opened the envelope, it was full of letters I couldn’t understand.
In the end, Jinmu-rip shook the unconscious old man awake.
“eww······.”
The old man, shivering from the chill on the back of his neck, slowly got up.
“I’ll give you another chance. Will you die like this? Or will you do as I say?”
The old man who saw the dead sheep knew that he had died because of the gold.
“If it’s possible······.”
“Wake these guys up.”
“It’s impossible because it’s banned.”
“Then who can wake you up?”
“In this place, except for the dwarves, only the Blood Guardians know the secret of sorcery. Only they can do it.”
Jinmu Rip had a gut feeling that the four people he had seen outside earlier were the Blood Guardians.
“Isn’t there any other way?”
“It does exist, but if you force it to wake up, it will never listen to your commands.”
“So there is a way.”
Jinmu-rip walked to a nearby coffin and opened the lid.
A dark-faced man appears in the midst of a foul-smelling drug.
One who cannot be buried even after death.
I felt a bit bitter, but there was nothing I could do to change it.
‘I only use five spheres.’
If you wake up all thirty-nine, you might not be able to handle it.
Jinmu Rip made holes in all the pipes, drained the medicine, and then began to cut off their heads one by one.
The old man’s mouth opened wide.
No matter how weak the cervical vertebrae are, they are not even damaged by moderate attacks.
I couldn’t help but be astonished at the sight of those bloodthirsty maniacs being cut down as if they were cut into pieces.
‘Who on earth is the author? Is he one of the world’s top ten masters?’
Soon, all the madmen except five were dealt with.
Jinmu-rip wiped the sweat from his forehead and exhaled softly.
‘It’s harder to cut off these guys’ heads than to fight them.’
Jinmu-rip said to the old man.
“Wake up.”
The old man took a black pouch out of his bosom.
“If you give them the medicine, they will wake up right away. You have to get out of here before they wake up completely.”
“Don’t worry about that.”
The old man swallowed hard and approached the blood-curdling man, looking at Jinmu-rip repeatedly.
He was worried that she might run away and leave him behind.
“I’m not going to go, so feed me quickly.”
“Yes, yes.”
The old man took out the elixir and quickly stuffed it into the mouths of five people.
The old man, having finished his work, quickly hid behind Jinmu-rip.
“We have to go now!”
“I get it.”
Jinmu Rip, who had taken the blood spirit, sprinkled oil on the lamp and started lighting fires in all directions with torches.
Jinmu-rip smiled faintly as the fire began to spread in an instant.
“It burns well. You must be using good oil.”
The old man stamped his feet in pity at the sight of his leisurely appearance.
“I don’t know what will happen if I wake up the Blood Spirit without shaking him!”
“I told you, you’re whining so badly. Should I just kill you?”
The old man, who was sweating profusely and looking back and forth between Jinmu-rip and Hyul-ya Gwang-in, eventually started to run away.
Because it would be the same whether I died here or ran away and died at the hands of Jinmu Rip.
Not long after the old man left, a black light flashed in the hall.
‘You’re awake.’
As soon as the thought came to an end, the blood-like madmen suddenly sat up and looked at Jinmu-rip.
“Follow me, kids.”
Jinmu-rip, who flew towards the exit, encountered enemies running towards him after hearing the loud noise coming from the cave.
I felt relieved even though the enemy was coming.
The fact that the Blood Guardian did not come in person but sent his men means that his colleagues are holding out well.
Behind them, you can see the old man who ran away a little while ago.
“That guy woke up all the bloodthirsty people!”
The eyes of the Hwanyeondan members opened wide.
“Are you saying that the bloodthirsty madman has awakened?”
Jinmu-rip’s smile deepened.
“You are the first sacrifice.”
The moment those words were spoken, Jinmu-rip’s new form disappeared into the darkness.
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The battle in the canyon began to turn urgent.
“Ugh!”
The entire body of Jo Young-seong, who was blocking the entrance, was dyed red with blood.
Danryehwa shouted urgently.
“Step back and stop the bleeding first!”
“I can still hold on!”
If I back down like this, I will be betraying the expectations of Jinmu-rip, who believed in me and chose me.
With a frosty momentum and pouring attacks like torrential rain, hundreds of people are pouring down their fierce attacks to break through here.
Two women desperately stand against the enemy, unable to fall back.
Jo Young-seong gritted his teeth and swung his sword.
“Come.”
Jin Seol-ran wasn’t seriously injured compared to him, but she felt her strength gradually diminishing.
‘You have to hold on!’
The commander of the Hwanyeon Daeju, who was commanding his subordinates, felt resentment building up inside him as he was unable to break through the enemy’s defenses.
He eventually took the lead and struck with his sword.
“You stinky bitch!”
A strike of a different level than before, Danryehwa quickly lowered her head and drew her sword diagonally.
The servant bit his lip as he stepped back hastily.
“Tch!”
The reaction speed is one step ahead of yours.
She was a monstrous woman who appeared out of nowhere and seemed like she would be impossible to defeat in a one-on-one fight.
Danryehwa said as she blocked the enemy on the left.
“Jinsoojeo!”
While Jo Young-seong, who had risen into the air, blocked the enemy who was jumping over him, Jin Seol-ran moved to the right and shouted.
“yes!”
Danryehwa’s lion sword spewed out a chilling aura and cut off two people’s wrists in an instant.
“Ugh!”
The two people holding each other’s wrists fall backwards.
Danryehwa asked, securing the space.
“Do I smell?”
Kakang!
Jin Seol-ran, who was attacked from the left and right, shouted with a bewildered face.
“No!”
Even in the midst of all this, Danryehwa smiled brightly.
“thank you!”
