Episode 1008
Paaaaaaaang!
Raon did not miss the moment when Glenn’s sword and the Heavenly Demon’s Fist collided, and fired the Jinhon Sword with all his might.
‘shit….’
I feel dizzy, like my head is going to burst.
I had expended so much aura and mental power up until now that just using the sword made my mind shake.
The pain was so intense that I wanted to quit right away, but I held on, thinking about Evelyn’s tearful face.
“Grandson….”
While blocking Glenn’s sword strike, Cheonma noticed the movement of the Jinhon Sword and extended his left hand.
“You taught me wrong! Glen Sieghardt!”
‘now!’
When Cheonma tried to raise his hand, Raon unleashed a chilling wind with his Jinhon Sword.
Chiaaaang!
His own swordsmanship, which penetrated the space and aimed for the enemy’s windpipe, ignored Cheonma’s defense and rose in front of his chest.
“joy!”
As befitting the absolute being of Eden, Cheonma did not let go of the Jinhon Sword that had transcended space and caught it with his hand.
‘As expected.’
However, he had predicted this situation perfectly.
‘If I can’t stop this, the name Cheonma will cry.’
I knew that even if I used the Sosulbaram, I wouldn’t be able to break through Cheonma’s defenses, so I threw the Jinhon Sword from the beginning, not the Jecheon Sword or the Mokryun Sword.
‘Because there is a last resort.’
He can converse with the spirits within the Jinhon Sword. He asks them for help through his will and raises the invisible sword.
Chiaaaah!
The sword that the red spirits are smoking is not their own, but Glen’s.
A sword that cuts the souls of enemies. Along the lofty and grand flow, I sharpened the blade of my heart together with the vengeful spirits.
‘Ugh!’
My head hurt as if it was going to split open, and my three danjeons were twisting as if they were going to burst. I forced myself to focus while pressing down on my throat where blood was gushing out.
‘You only get one chance.’
You have to watch it till the end and stab it.
The soul sword created by himself and the Jinhongeom was small and weak.
It would be difficult to cut even the soul of an ordinary person, but it would be possible to easily cut the soul of a Heavenly King, which only had faint fragments left.
Wooooow!
Raon heightened his concentration by resonating the ring of fire that shook as if it was going to explode.
‘Over there!’
I felt the spirit of Tacheon in the pocket where Cheonma had put Cheonma-ryeong.
He trusted his senses and stabbed the soul sword into the soul of the other world.
Paaaaaaaang!
Even Cheonma didn’t seem to know that he could create a sword that could cut souls. He didn’t even think about defending himself, and just watched as the pieces of Tacheon’s mask shattered.
Kiaaaaaaah!
A roar, as if thousands of pieces of iron were splitting apart within the mask of the Heavenly King, echoed.
Even Tacheon, who didn’t scream when he died, seemed unable to bear the pain of his soul.
Kkaaaaaaah!
Tacheon let out a scream as if he was being punished for having fooled countless people until now, and then he melted away.
“Ugh… .”
As soon as Raon confirmed that Tacheon had turned into gray fog, he sat down on the spot.
‘Okay, it’s over.’
Since the only remaining soul was cut off, even if Cheonma was a god, he would not be able to save Tacheon.
-Hey, you crazy guy!
Lars looked at him with his eyes wide open.
-You are a true rascal!
The guy seemed astonished at the psychological warfare that had overcome Cheonma, and lowered his round hand and patted his own shoulder.
-You’re aiming for just one opening! Are you out of your mind? Well done!
Lars was smiling brightly, as if he was truly impressed.
“You… .”
Cheonma looked at himself with a gaze filled with anger and confusion, as if his pride had been hurt.
“Cough!”
As soon as Raon received Cheonma’s gaze, he vomited out the black clot of blood he had been holding back.
‘This is really the limit now.’
I wanted to pull out the Jinhon Sword from Cheonma’s grasp, but I didn’t have the strength to move even a single finger.
Maybe it was because I was pushing myself too hard while injured, but even breathing felt difficult.
“Did I teach you wrong?”
Glenn shook his head, smiling as if he was glad.
“No, he is my grandson who has grown up better than anyone else in the world.”
The moment his bold voice resonated like thunder, lightning struck and drew a red line dividing the sky and the earth.
Kuwaaaaaah!
The black flame split apart in a terrifying blow that seemed to contain the wrath of a god, and the Heavenly Horse’s sturdy body was roughly pushed away and fell into the cracked ground.
Kwaaaaaaaah!
The red lightning streaks exploding from underground stretched out endlessly, covering the ground, as if signaling the end of the world.
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“Ugh… .”
As soon as the Heavenly Horse fell underground, Raon vomited blood again while touching the ground. Since his physical condition was so bad, it felt like his insides were twisting just from the vibration.
“are you okay?”
Larian suddenly came up behind her and grabbed her body. She used her natural mana to release the turbid energy that had clumped up in her body.
“Okay, it’s okay.”
Raon barely nodded.
“You really….”
Larian looked at him with eyes that seemed to be incredulous.
“He’s a man who does what he has to do! I saw him again!”
She looked into the empty space where the souls of the other world had melted and let out a cool laugh.
“Wow, I was lucky.”
Raon waved his hand, saying that it wasn’t because of his skills, but rather because he was lucky.
“It’s something I could never have done on my own.”
I met Evelyn’s eyes, who was looking this way, and smiled faintly.
***
“La, Laon.”
Evelyn bit her dry lips as she watched Raon coughing up blood while laughing.
‘promise….’
Raon promised to kill Tacheon if he ever appeared again, but honestly, he thought it was just a greeting to comfort him.
After Cheonma saved Tacheon, he suppressed his emotions, saying that he had no choice but to accept it and gave up on killing him.
However, as if he would keep his word, Raon stood up on his legs that had lost all their strength and entered the battlefield where Glenn and Cheonma were fighting.
He advanced with a determined look in his eyes, as if he would get back up even after falling a thousand times, and with one dagger, he cut open the soul of the other heavenly being protected by the Heavenly Horse.
When I saw Raon, who didn’t even have the strength to walk, risking his life to kill Tacheon for me, I couldn’t hold back my tears.
Ugh… .
Evelyn wiped away her tears and squeezed her eyes shut to look at Raon properly.
‘mom….’
Was it because Tacheon died? At that moment when I closed my eyes, my mother’s face came to mind.
His mother, who always looked hazy as if covered in fog, was smiling brightly at him as if he had done a really good job.
“ha….”
Evelyn slowly opened her eyes, drawing Sella’s face.
Raon nodded calmly toward him. When he saw the look in his eyes that seemed to say that he kept his promise, tears began to fall again.
“Thank you. I really appreciate it…”
For the first time, the words “thank you” came out of my heart, not my head. All I could do now was express my sincere gratitude.
“… … .”
Raon smiled calmly as if he was okay. Even though he couldn’t speak because of the blood flowing from his mouth, he was even more grateful for the way he greeted me.
‘My life… .’
Evelyn clenched her hands into fists, her hands weak.
‘No, I will give you my soul too.’
She struck her chest with her fist as it spun in ten circles and engraved the Transcendent’s Oath.
***
Kuwaaaaaah!
A celestial horse emerged from a deep crack, like a cliff that held the mystery of the beginning. He had the sword mark left by Glen deeply engraved on his chest.
“Haaah….”
Cheonma looked at Raon without paying any attention to the wound that was as deep as a valley.
“Hmm….”
Raon gasped as he looked at Cheonma’s strong body.
‘What, there’s such a monster?’
It was unbelievable that he was unharmed even after being hit by Glenn’s sword. His body and mind were so strong.
‘No, but that doesn’t mean it has no effect.’
Cheonma had a body and mental strength as strong as armor, but his spirit had clearly diminished. It was clear that his wounds had affected him as well.
“That’s amazing.”
Cheonma nodded as if he was truly impressed.
“Even if you borrowed the power of the dagger, you could create a sword that cuts the soul.”
He looked at the Jinhon Sword in his hand and raised his lips.
“It’s the power and talent that makes you understand why he asked you to take him.”
Cheonma changed the anger in his eyes into joy and threw the Jinhon Sword at his feet.
“You… ugh!”
Raon tried to grab the fallen Jinhon Sword and spat out black blood. He was in such bad shape that he had difficulty speaking.
“Stop looking.”
Glenn walked to the right, blocking Cheonma’s gaze from Raon.
“It wears out.”
He shook his head as if he wouldn’t even give Raon a chance to see him.
“The swordsman is not for sale? That’s a story no one would believe.”
Cheonma smiled faintly and threw the shattered pieces of Tacheon’s mask on the ground.
“Is the reason you made the surprise attack because of that grandson?”
He rolled up his lips and swept away the wound on his chest.
“You also tried to touch children who were not in your class, so I gave you the same treatment.”
Glenn shook his head, not seeming at all ashamed.
“I see.”
As Cheonma shook his head with a faint smile, the blood flowing from the wound on his chest began to stop.
“It certainly seems like both you and I have changed a lot.”
Cheonma nodded and took out the Cheonma-ryeong that he had kept in his bosom.
“The original Cheonma-ryeong is an object that holds the oath between me and Tacheon.”
He took a quick sip of his drink while looking at Cheonma-ryeong.
“I broke the promise of the bastard who asked me to save his life thanks to your brilliant grandson, so I have to pay the price.”
Cheonma didn’t seem too upset even though he said he had to pay a price.
Rather, the way he curled his lips as if he was happy seemed like a human version of the word arrogance.
“No matter what the price, you can’t touch Raon even with a finger.”
Glenn shook his head, saying he would not allow anything.
“It’s true that your grandson is amazing, but that’s not the case now.”
Cheonma shook his hand as if he wasn’t very interested in Raon at the moment.
“It’s certainly a wonderful thing to be able to turn the wheel of destiny in the direction you want, but what interests me now is….”
He raised a finger at Glenn.
“It’s you. Glenn Sieghardt.”
Cheonma let out a hearty laugh from inside his helmet.
“I was planning on just shaking hands and ending it, but now that Ta-cheon is dead, I need to do something proper.”
He put strength into his fingertips as if the previous collision had been nothing more than a game.
“I won’t accept it.”
Glen nodded calmly, as if to say, “Come as much as you want.”
“It’s nice and cool.”
The moment he turned his shoulders as if releasing the body of a heavenly horse, the air rippled with tension. His movements were free and grand, as if following the providence of the universe.
Cheonma pointed to the sky with his left fist and placed his right fist on his waist. A decisive victory. It was the posture of a king who harmonized attack and defense, heaven and earth, yin and yang.
In him, who was operating the two-win game, a great sense of oppression, as if it were condensing a thousand years of time, emanated. Just looking at him made the world seem to hold its breath.
Chiaaaang!
Glenn lifted the Jincheon Sword with a calm demeanor, even though he felt the majestic energy of the Heavenly Horse.
The silver blade swung its sword towards the Heavenly Demon’s neck, burning red lightning as if it would erase all the evil in the world.
Although it seemed like a basic posture, the presence of the inspector named Glen distorted space and time, causing even the Heavenly Demon to ignore him and focus only on him.
The perfect no. Glenn’s black gods, who had reached the extreme, emitted an absolute energy wave that was so powerful that it invaded the realm of the gods, and a clear light was created.
Kugugugugugugugu!
Glenn and Cheonma’s momentum soared into the sky, creating a crack that seemed to divide the world in two.
The two transcendent beings raised their voices toward each other in the increasingly gray realm of transcendence.
Kuuuung!
In the moment of suffocating confrontation, the first person who could not hold back the pounding in his chest was Cheon-ma-da. The moment his fist moved, time seemed to stop and the flow of mana solidified.
Kwaaaaaaaaaaah!
The natural mana was distorted by the huge wave of mana that surged from the Heavenly Demon’s fist. It seemed like chaos was blooming beyond simple destruction.
Kuuuuuuu!
It seemed as if he was trying to crush Glenn, not with simple punches, but with a fist filled with his soul.
Hwaaaaaaaah!
Glenn’s presence began to grow frighteningly as if he was standing up to the tyrannical momentum of the Heavenly Horse that shook the heavens and the earth.
The grand idea blossoming within his soul created a lofty wave that seemed to erase the chaos brought about by the Heavenly Horse.
Chiaaaang!
As Glenn stretched out his Jincheon Sword towards the Heavenly Horse rushing towards him with a black fist, a red light that seemed to distort space and time appeared.
The red glow that bloomed along the sword was mysterious and vast, as if it were not of this world.
It was the power of thought, not aura. It was an absolute sword that cut through the soul of the enemy, not their body.
A battle between the mind and the infinite.
The absolute beings who walked different paths clashed head-on.
Kuwaaaaaah!
The moment the red sword and black fist collided, the space between heaven and earth was torn apart as if the providence of the universe had been distorted.
This was not a simple contest of wits. It was a clash of souls built up by the peerless warriors as humans.
Raon let out a deathly sigh as he watched the soul-shaking clash between Glenn and Cheonma.
‘The two people have different colors.’
Glenn sharpened his sword to the limit and forged a sword of the heart that could cut down the souls of his enemies, while Cheonma built up the concept of nothingness and forged a soul and body that would not be broken by anything.
It would not be an exaggeration to say that it was a battle between a spear and a shield, but a spear could become a shield, and a shield could also become a spear.
Raon watched the fight between the two transcendent beings, who seemed to be writing a new myth, without missing a single moment, even forgetting to breathe.
Bullwht!
As the fight between Glenn and Cheonma reached its climax and an abyss-like darkness bloomed between the two, a golden flame burned above Raon’s sunken eyes.
